Event #3- The Iconic CD

Hey what’s up hello. I am knee deep in homework and test prep after a very eventful weekend and decided I needed a break. So what do I do when I need to destress? Write, of course. I know these are being posted sporadically, but life is hard man. I feel like one of those youtubers who post like once every six months and blame it on how busy they are. I used to think that was such a lame excuse, but now I can see where they are coming from. I promise to post at least once a month, hopefully more, but I find that when I feel obligated to do something, even if it’s something I love, that makes me not want to do it. Yikes.

Event #3- The Iconic CD

Ok, if you think you know me well enough, I want you to shout out right now who my favorite band is. 3..2..1.. go!

 

If you screamed the Lumineers you are correct. (Partial credit will be given to those who shouted Walk the Moon or the 1975.) So the Lumineers first album came out in 2012, and I randomly asked for it as a Christmas gift because I really liked the song Ho Hey, I know I was one of those people. But, obviously, asking for that random CD is one of the best decisions I have ever made.

The Lumineers taught me that music is not just something you listen to, but something you feel. You’ve heard me rant countless times about how much I love music –I have two other blog posts about it… just saying– and how much it has impacted my life. Well, the only reason I began to feel this way was because of the Lumineers. Their songs have been with me for the past 5 years of my life. They helped me through the uncertainty of high school, the pain and the growth and the love, and will continue to be with me as i navigate these stressful college years. I have grown up with this band and I can’t describe how much Wes, Neyla, and Jeremiah mean to me.

I finally got to see them in concert this year in Raleigh, and man oh man, what an outer body experience that was. I could rant on and on about my love for them, but I’m going to end this post by saying thanks to my dad for getting me one of the best christmas presents I have ever received.

Don’t people, especially the ones in bands, just rock,

your favorite people person

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Um… hey?

Hey, what’s up? How’s it going? Me? Oh, yeah, I’ve been great.

Alright, alright. I’m sorry I’ve been gone for so long, but let me tell you right now college is a doozy and it’s hard to find time to even breathe let alone write. I recently turned 19, so I’ve decided to revive this url and give the people what they want. Or to finally give into my desire of sharing too many of my thoughts and feelings with everyone. You choose.

I’ve been trying to come up with something to talk about for forever. I was going to write about college. How I love my new friends, how I miss my old friends, how my mom became my best friend, how my dog sleeps in my bed every night now that I’m gone, how I text my dad on a regular basis now, how I found out that I’m the purest form of an introverted extrovert, how I became a vegan/vegetarian. And, I mean, if you want me to talk about these things please tell me, but today I’m going to talk about the five “events” that shaped my life. This topic didn’t come out of the blue, it was actually a project for my RA class. Oh yeah, I’m becoming an RA.

  1. Scraping my knees on my first day of preschool.     I’ve always been a huge nerd. I got too excited and the clumsy girl that I was, and still am, tripped in the driveway and created to gaping holes in her knees. I was also four, so they were probably just scratches. My dad fixed me up and on that day he became my best friend. A fleeting friendship that wouldn’t last through puberty, but a friendship nonetheless. I also gave up on being perfect that day. My body was officially scarred. I truly believe that day was a catalyst for the many scrapes, bruises, cuts, and gashes to come. I’m sorry mom and dad for being such a nuisance, but it was your genes that made me tall and lanky, so whose fault is it really?

This was number 1. I’m going to span these over five weeks because, thanks to the fast pace of our generation, no one would be able to sit through me explaining all five.

Man, I forgot how fun this was.

I’m back ;-),

your favorite people person

Be My BFF

Can I just brag on my friends for a minute? I would just like to say that I am immensely pleased with the people that I have chosen to become a part of my life. I don’t always make great decisions, but I know every single friendship I have I hold dear to my heart.
Now, I’m the kind of person who doesn’t believe in acquaintances. Call me naïve, but the minute I can make a connection with someone, they become a friend to me. I like to think I have a lot of friends mostly because I like to be outgoing and just enjoy human interaction. There’s one bad thing about having a lot of friends though. You tend to forget to appreciate the old friends you make when you make new ones.
I love every single one of my friends. They inspire me, support, make me feel beautiful and unstoppable, and I just wanted to tell them that I love them a lot. Also if you’re reading this blog I love you a lot, too. But, I’d like to call out one friend in particular. Hey Marg.
Marg, I know we bicker a lot, but you have truly been so amazing to me this year. We have practically spent almost every day together and I can’t imagine my life without you. We’ve been there with each other through the ups and downs of senior year, and I just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate having you in my life.
Ok, enough moosh. Tell your BFF how much you love and appreciate them. I love each and every one of my friends so very much. Thank you for all that you do for me!!!!!!
-your favorite people person