Does the Rush Ever Kill You?

Lately, I’ve been running myself crazy to get things done; 24 hours is not long enough. Today I woke up early and did laundry, watched Bob’s Burgers and read a book. I also was able to complete my Composition work for the semester. Tomorrow will mark my final day of actual school work, and I’m ready for finals.

Seriously, I don’t have a single test I’m actually worried about, except maybe math. I can’t absorb numbers the same way I do words and it makes that class so much more difficult. I’m sure once I get my study guide, I’ll be fine.

Here’s the thing, I’m in core classes this semester. I’m not too worried about passing with a D. However, math is a pass/fail class and there’s a chance it’s going to take more than a study to get the gears going again. Although, I’m sure the test will be short. My professor said it should only take an hour to complete it.

Academics aren’t the only thing I have to plan out. During winter break, the love and I are going to be together off and on. The first Saturday, Dec. 17, is when we’ll have our first date night after this semester. We plan on going to dinner, doing a mini Christmas, and seeing Rogue One. He’s actually going to be in my home town and I couldn’t be more excited for him to come down again.

We had such a blast last time with a few of my friends and maybe we’ll all get together again.

Applebee’s at 9 p.m. is the best thing ever. Half priced appetizers is literally the best thing in the world. Although it’s late, we somehow find a way to be there for a good two hours with just as much energy as when we started.

Having people who love you, help you get through school and make sure you’re okay are gift in this world. If it weren’t for most of these people in my life, I wouldn’t be as all right as I am now. I absolutely enjoy my position in life, especially since it’s the homestretch of school. This doesn’t mean I won’t kick and scream, but I know I won’t be in distress for long.

Here We Go Again

I can’t believe my first semester of college is a little over halfway through. I celebrated my birthday with purple hair and a new guy I can proudly call my boyfriend. He’s pretty cool and we vibe damn well with each other. Besides that, nothing has changed.

I’m playing Magic: The Gathering with a new group of friends and sleeping as little as possible. But I’m no longer really complaining. I’m just tired of being upset with myself when I am tired. I’ve learned that it’s okay to be exhausted. But it’s not okay to let it hinder your everyday activities.

Although I have been really busy, I’ve been trying to get my head around things lately. The past guy (whom I have mentioned before) just didn’t cut it for me anymore. There was something about that relationship that didn’t make me feel complete. I guess I just needed someone closer to me. In every aspect of the word.

As a girl, it’s stereotypical to go through a guy or two in life, but I think it’s dumb we limit ourselves to who we meet. I even said I was done with meeting new people. We’re never done with meeting new people and falling in love. We only have one life and we need to spend that time exploring the world around us. College did exactly that for me.

The first night of fall break, I had a few friends over and we just chilled for hours. I don’t think they cleared out until 1:30 am. On the first actual day of fall break, Thursday, my dad came up and I took him to my favorite taco place. After that, we went to Starbucks and I got a new coffee tumbler.  I went to Tulsa twice over my fall break. Once on Friday to go to a Magic tournament with the love and some friends of ours. Then on Saturday to a concert to see Finish Ticket, with just the love. I got to touch the lead singer when he crowd surfed. Sunday was my relaxation day with only half of it spent hanging out with friends.

With everything that has been going on, I think reflection right now is good for me. I’ve finally been able to get my bearings and actually feel genuine love for the people around me. I don’t think I could be doing better at this point. I’ve finally accepted I needed more than what I was given and where I need to be. I think I have found that point, but we’ll see where it goes.

Friends Are Beyond Amazing

This summer has already ended for a few of my closest friends. They’re in college right now! Like it’s not even a month after graduation! I almost did that too.

Here’s the thing, summer is kind of a wast when you’re not doing it right. But this one is going to go places.

I have an underclassmen friend I kidnap to go to Applebee’s on Tuesday for their endless appetizers (we just did this a week ago). After that, we’ll go get American gelato from Walmart and watch a movie. I swear it’s the little things because I love our conversations and movie comments.

I will be taking a trip up to a larger city with a fellow graduate, because where we live is kind of boring. We usually party on the way up by judging other drivers, stopping for snacks, paying tolls and jamming to music. Oh, and she’ll spot cuties in large trucks. I don’t understand that, but it’s so cute to watch her flirt. Like yes! Be yourself!

Locally, I think I’m covered. However, to my friends who have moved, you’re starting a new chapter and I wish I could be in California, Illinois, Kansas and Texas with you.

It feels as though the best personalities move the farthest away. They will most likely touch the hearts of everyone they meet. My friends are ready for the world, but to the rest of the world, you’re not. These guys are so explosive that I got attached to them!

I usually never did get attached to people. It wasn’t until I moved here almost six years ago did I learn how amazing people are. I met my best friends late seventh grade and here we are, high school grads!

There’s something about these guys, maybe even friendship in general, that is inconceivable.

People have a way about them that makes anything, even getting dinner, amazing. We may have those who have physically drifted, but somehow humans still have a connection. We’ll run up and hug each other, even when we haven’t seen them in forever. That’s just beautiful to see too. Anywhere. Not just air ports.