end of the semester happy things

rewatching my favorite tv shows (this week, it's Doctor Who and Merlin)

crowding as many people into one car as possible to visit Chick-Fil-A

field trips that end in creek splashing, sunsets, and campfires

touring Grounds for Sculpture, a beautiful sculpture garden

playing card games outside for hours after finals are over

eating real food in a real house thanks to some kind profs

blossoming trees all along the main campus walkway

starting an instagram for my shop

pinning haircut inspiration

staying up way too late

crepes with nutella

goodbyes

freshman year is over.

My people

College has been good so far. The people here are friendly and kind, but it's still not the same as being around people who know me. People who know how I act when I am stressed, what makes me happy, what my favorite foods are. People who just get me.

I know that the relationships I am building right now will blossom into deeper relationships after a time, but right now, I miss my people.

The choice

So it begins, this branching out of mine. Living eight hours away from my home, dwelling with people I have just met, and studying harder than I ever have before.

Am I willing to be changed by my experiences here, or will I refuse to listen to others?

Will I thrive in my classes or just do enough to get by?

Will I invest in relationships with my classmates or shut myself off because it's easier that way?

Will I stretch myself or expect others to change?

The choice is up to me.