Happiness is...
When you're out with an old friend and run into an even older friend. You may be excited to see someone that you haven't seen in a while, but the chances may be pretty good that you'll see another. Suddenly, it's all nostalgia, catching up, and loving being reunited!
Friends lose touch. Then they look back and smile. Then they meet up and share. And life goes on. I'm just enjoying the ride.
Showing posts with label college. Show all posts
Showing posts with label college. Show all posts
Friday, October 28, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Positivity
Happiness is...
Knowing I CAN do this. I have the interviews and acceptance letters to prove it!
Things are coming together. The next piece of my life is not a distant future anymore, it is beginning to solidify as a plan, and that gives me a lot of emotions... a roller coaster of emotions... Nevertheless, happiness is indeed one of them.
Wish me luck!
Knowing I CAN do this. I have the interviews and acceptance letters to prove it!
Things are coming together. The next piece of my life is not a distant future anymore, it is beginning to solidify as a plan, and that gives me a lot of emotions... a roller coaster of emotions... Nevertheless, happiness is indeed one of them.
Wish me luck!
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Nostalgia
Happiness is...
Remembering the good old college days. Looking back on late nights, long trips, and everything spectacular. Recalling the greatest things you did with yourself, and the connections that came of it.
It happens at the most opportune times. The week may start off rough, but you'll always find solace in a good friend. You go to dinner with old sorority sisters, and suddenly you're thrust into a time before, long before you worried about the bills or dreaded the alarm going off at 6am for work. It's a time before life. And it is life in its entirety. You're eating with your sisters, reminiscing, and you can ride that high for the rest of the week if you so choose.
I know I am.
So, don't grow up too fast. Tell them every day how much they mean to you. Make memories instead of making money. In the long run, it's just easier that way. Your friends are really what get you through it all.
Remembering the good old college days. Looking back on late nights, long trips, and everything spectacular. Recalling the greatest things you did with yourself, and the connections that came of it.
It happens at the most opportune times. The week may start off rough, but you'll always find solace in a good friend. You go to dinner with old sorority sisters, and suddenly you're thrust into a time before, long before you worried about the bills or dreaded the alarm going off at 6am for work. It's a time before life. And it is life in its entirety. You're eating with your sisters, reminiscing, and you can ride that high for the rest of the week if you so choose.
I know I am.
So, don't grow up too fast. Tell them every day how much they mean to you. Make memories instead of making money. In the long run, it's just easier that way. Your friends are really what get you through it all.
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