Adventures of a Shockingly Average 30-Something

The title of this post has absolutely nothing to do with this post. It's just my favorite line from "Safe and Sound" by Taylor Swift ft. the Civil Wars, and I had no creative ideas as to what to title this post. Anyways. I can't wait to be back at school! Has it really only been 10 days that I've been home? Because it feels so much longer than that. I'm so bored here. I miss my friends from school. I miss doing school work. I miss hanging out with my roommate. I miss roommate/neighbor dates where Anna, Leeanna, and I hung out and watched movies and ate yummy cake from Cookies & Cream on campus. I miss playing Apples to Apples and hanging out in the middle of the hallway with everyone. I miss everything about school. Except for the food. And the fact that the cleaning lady obviously hates the girls on the 6th floor. Also, I want it to snow. It's not even cold enough to snow, and it's December 26th! What the heck is up with this?! I H...

This time last year, I was counting down the days until Christmas. Just four more to go. And you know what? It doesn't feel like Christmas at all. I mean... the tree is up and decorated, and the presents are under it. I've been listening to an insane amount of Christmas music all month (but then again, I listen to Christmas music all year round because I love it, so....) I got presents for the kids. I mailed Candis's on Monday; she should have it by tomorrow. And I'm giving Nathan and Trisha their's tomorrow, hopefully. If I see them, hopefully I will. I'm home, and with my family... but it just doesn't feel like Christmas. It doesn't feel all warm and Christmas-y. Maybe it's that there's no snow on the ground, it's almost 50 degrees outside, and thunder-storming. Hey, universe! I live in NEW YORK. It's DECEMBER. There's supposed to be SNOW on the ground. We're supposed to be getting SNOW STORMS, not thunderstorms....

Well, I'm finally done with my first semester of my junior year old college! My first semester at a 4 year school, instead of just a community college. My first semester away from home. My first semester at a school where I knew no one when I got here. And you know what? It wasn't that bad. In fact, it was pretty great. Not pretty great, really great. Yes, tears were shed when I first got here. I was alone for the first time and scared and I didn't know what to do. But those tears were gone so fast as I quickly made friends with some amazing people on my floor. At first, when I didn't have a roommate, I was lonely. I went to class, hung out with friends, and did school work during the day, but at night when everyone went back to their room with their roommate, I went back to an empty room. It was my side, and nothing. It was so sad and empty, and I hated it. I learned to enjoy the privacy, but I still wanted a roommate. Then a bit less than half-way through...

Dear Candis, I'm writing you another letter you won't ever read, but I just want to write it because when I write these letters to you, it feels like I'm talking to you again. God, I miss you so much, Candis. So much. You'll never even know how much. I got your Christmas present. The teddy bear I promised you? That's what I got for you. It's the singing one, the one that sings "I Will Always Love You." I have one, and you and TT and Nathan played with it about a year ago now. You three loved it. I got TT one for her birthday, and yours is going to be your Christmas present. It might be a little bit late though, and I'm sorry about that. I'm away at school, and I won't be able to send it to you until I get home in just about a week. A little less than a week, a few days. The picture with this post, Candis, is you from just about a year ago. It's from the day that you and brother and TT were playing with the singing teddy bea...

Too many nights of staying up until 1 or 2 or 3 in the morning are finally starting to catch up to me. I'm so tired. Last night was an early night, meaning I went to bed before 2 in the morning. Probably around 1:30ish. It was a homework until midnight kinda night. And, also, eating dinner at 10 at night has got to stop. There's no way this is healthy/normal/whatever. But it's cuz I don't eat lunch until 3ish, cuz that's when my friend Sam and I are both free to eat together. And then I'm not hungry for dinner at a half-way normal time, so I just end up going to late night (which is from 10 - 1 (or 2??)) for dinner. Ughh.. On the plus side of staying up so late, I got all my homework that's due today done last night. Which means, for the first time all semester, I'm not doing physics homework on the morning it's due. Which is good. I really hope we get our 3rd test back today. I feel really good about it, and I feel like I hopefully did ...