"Make a wish!"
For the first time in my entire life, I didn't know what to wish for. I wanted to yell "Wait! Sing the song again! I haven't had time to think of a wish!". But I didn't, and I hastily blew out the candles with a pulled-out-of-the-air wish.
Because here's the thing: My life isn't perfect, but I'm liking it too much to yearn for some big something.
I am happy. I am learning. I am growing.
So here's to my classes that I love.
Here's to my Fantastic Four, who will always be with me.
Here's to my roommates, who are already some of my closest friends.
Here's to the endless stack of food-presents I was given. I've gained like 5 pounds already.
Here's to new experiences, like wakeboarding and being a vegetarian (two months!).
To my calling, which is going to chasten me and help me grow.
To every attractive RM I speak to. I want to marry all of you, but I've got a few years in front of me before I do.
Here's to moving on. To leaving the corner of my heart that I've been inhabiting in for a long, long time.
A couple months ago my parents asked me what I wanted for my birthday. I had already assigned my presents (Mulan, Beatles book, 10 dollars for a vinyl sticker, and a license plate cover that says "My Other Car Is The Millennium Falcon") and I told them I wanted a Hope Chest.
I wanted a place where I could document my past and hope for my future.
So thank you, everyone. For filling my heart so much that I didn't even need to make an earnest wish this year.
My hope chest might as well be full to the brim.