February... Going, going... GONE!

Seriously, though.

Where did it go?  I was just celebrating Groundhog Day.
Or at least Valentine's Day.  Wasn't that yesterday?

No... it's the 25th. And no, I didn't cut my hair all short and cute.  It was just caught on my shoulder.

It's amazing how perspective changes as you grow up:

Four Years Old:
"Mom, can I have some cheese?"
"Yes, Cebre, in a minute."
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...
...
...
'Oh my gosh, this minute is soooooooooooooooooo long.'
"Here you go, sweetie!"
"Thanks, Mommy."

Fourteen Years Old:
"Mom, I need abs."
"You can do Pilates with me, Cebre!"
*sees advertisement for Pilates that will take two weeks*
'Two weeks!  There's no way I can do that!  Two weeks is WAY too long of a time to consistently work out.'

Seventeen Years Old:
*anxiously waiting for acceptance letter to BYU*
"Mom... I can't even wait any longer.  How the heck am I supposed to last two whole MONTHS in agony?!  That's FOREVER!"

Twenty Years Old:
"Hey, Momma, I'll send that package tomorrow."
...
almost two months later
...
"Sent it!"
'Man, that last semester went by quickly...'

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And I can only guess at the future.
'Where did the last 20 years go?'

But in all honesty, I'm glad.  When February ends, it's my birthday month.  And oh yes, I party the whole month long =)

You know what they say: TIME FLIES WHEN YOU'RE HAVING FUN.
I think 'they' (whomever they may be...) got the principle right, but tricked us when we were younger.  Time flies when you fill it, whether it's when fun super awesome lovely activities, or busy busy busy busy homework-y days.  That being said, what's most important is what you're doing with your time.  (Prioritizing... mmmm....)