it is...

It's weird. Being in a world so differenet from what your are used to. Being surrounded by 

things that are so foreign. It's exciting. Meeting new people from different backgrounds. 

Experiencing new "natural" highs and going on adventures. It's scary. Finding new things to 

fear everyday. Uncovering new secrets that make you flench with chills. It's reviving

reaching new heights of accomplishment. Overcoming new found fears with courage hidden 

deep in your own heart. It's priceless. Remembering the moments that take your breathe 

away. Simmerining in the relationships you make and the love that surrounds them. It 

is...everything you make of it...whether good or bad...whether smart are dumb...the choices

you make are your own...Make every choice count!

 

~jungle jane~

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