ditto.

College has begun. its official. let the partyin begin.

truth is, im actually starting to enjoy college.

i know.

crazy, right?

 

my apartment is ammmmazzing.

 

i love it so much.

i even have my own room.

theeee best.

and great roomates.

so much better then last year already!!

 

 

we geek over one direction very often.

and have one direction pinterest parties.

nobigs.

 

auditions for the bands are over 

and the results are in.

i made it into the top wind ensemble and jazz band again!!

principle alto in wind ensemble.

and second alto in jazz 1:)

woo-hoo.

 

suprisingly,

good 'ol e town is growing on me.

S.L.O.W.L.Y.

but surely.

 

we got to skype NELLS BELSSS!

 

Classes are going well.

and i've loved catching up with the buds.

 

the hardest thing for me tho is missing people from home.

i wish when you pack up your life in boxes to move away

you could pack those certian people away too.

 

my friend kelsey wrote the perfect blog post on missing people

and it pins my feeling as of late to a T.

either look it up here. or i'm just gonna copy and paste it.

no bigs. ;)

 

 

the ability to miss someone is beautiful, really.

 

to miss some one just in their being. for who they are, and what they help you to be. to wish they could just sit with you, and not have to worry about conversation. or anything else in the world for that matter. because just being there with you, fills your heart to the brim. it spills over with happiness and smiles that say more than words. to miss, is to love.

i used to associate missing someone with sadness. and sometimes, i still do.
but now, i compare it to beauty. it is found in many forms, and is so full emotion and life. and no two people feel, or see it the same way.
that to me, is what the core of missing is.

to feel emotion, to really truly feel emotion, is just another reminder that we are living.
and that we are only human. to physically miss someone, so much so that it hurts sometimes, is the incentive to keep moving forward. because one day, the hurt will be filled with hope. we have to remind ourselves that its good to embrace feeling this way. and its not the end.

in the words of winnie the pooh, "how lucky am i to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard."

the ability to miss someone is beautiful.
really.

pinned it to the T.

 

go college. round 2. lets do thisssss.

 

ps. i had the greatest birthday evvvvsss. yes i realize it was a week and a half ago. but its too good to not brag about. but it needs a worthy post. lets say it was the most perfect birthday ever. with the greatest people evs.

win.