I have a paper due in two days and another midterm on Thursday. But right now, I am really, really happy.
I wrote this awhile ago, around February 3rd (while in the midst of feelz and second guessing myself and getting ready for Color Run), and left it saved in my drafts. I have a final tomorrow and a research paper due in four days. The sentiment still applies.
COACHELLA IS COMING #bestdeliveryever
In my bed.
Wearing sweats.
Watching a movie that includes the adorable Dylan O’Brien.
Eating tooo much Special K and delicious Greek yogurt that I stuck in the freezer.
My friend just asked me to run a 5K race with him in a week and I am so out of shape but it made me super happy and the first thing in my head was “Yes.”
Another friend just got accepted in a crazy competitive, well-known, prestigious program and I am so, so incredibly excited for her. And I am so happy she called me to tell me the news (even if I couldn’t pick up).
Done with three of four papers and a final.
First free moment in awhile.
Seriously nothing that would top this right now.
I’ve entered the “listening to Florence and the Machine’s cover of ‘Take Care’ over and over on repeat in Youtube because I can’t be bothered to download it, struggling to breathe because I can’t stop lying face down in a bunch of pillows in what I think might be the most passive-aggressive form of trying to suffocate myself” stage of my life.
So good.
You have to have lows to appreciate the highs.
Came out of a really good PT session this morning, dressed for an interview, perfectly straightened hair plus lipstick. The bus driver telling me I have “beautiful eyes” (um what), killing time before my interview, soaking up sun in front of the LA County Law Library (yep). Talking to so many people I know at the office and some really great new ones. Wandering around, appreciating downtown’s surprises. Sitting on the best cushy bus which is only gonna take an hour to deliver me home, as the sun starts to set and “My Stupid Mouth” plays through my headphones. Appreciative of my amazing parents and my magical multitasking phone and the way things are working, at least right now. Not a fundamentally different day but one that demanded recognizing nonetheless.
Did I mention, Dance Marathon is in just THREE* TWO DAYS. TWO DAYS AWAY. Crazy. So so so excited. I hope you’re ready because that’s all I can think about this week.
*Late on posting. HOLY CRAP 48 hours guys.
The rain lightly sprinkling, the sky turning darker as the evening arrived, running in my favorite cross country shoes, hitting good strides, getting swiped in, eating my weight in food, having water pressure (finally! yes!) and taking a hot shower. What a fantastic Friday afternoon.
#sometimesiamlateatthesethings
The feeling of being invincible.
“I believe in you.” “I believe in you too.” My roomie is the best. Learn-how-to-be-human-beings week YES.
Feeling sore oof. Having run multiple days this week, even if they were baby runs.
Happy endorphins. Not caring slash getting over it. Nothing that a comfy pair of running shoes and a lot of motivation can’t fix.
Bright neon shirts that make me happy! Ludacris “licklicklicklicklick” stuck in my head heh.
Being grateful for a week off, so to speak, not really but knowing that next week will be crazy.
Who knew there were just two halves in a (college) basketball game? “So sorry you couldn’t make it to the third and fourth quarters” ha thanks.
Boots and circle scarves and hello winter and Christmas music. Successful dorm dinners and smiles and being a little surprised.
Tight hugs and lots of love and gratefulness.
My friends, their words of wisdom, all of the fantastic people in my life. Believing in me.
It’s raining. And sprinkles hit your skin perfectly and the earth smells good and I love rain.
This moment. Of sitting on the beach, of tiki lights in the distance, of dark clouds up above and few souls sitting on the beach with me. Of light sprinkling rain and the best band streaming through my headphones. Looking up at the sky in happiness, appreciation, gratefulness for how things have changed. I don’t think you could manufacture a better moment than this.
(Waikiki. Excuse the terrible photo)
“Take A Walk” by Passion Pit
So incredibly into this song. And I’m perfectly fine with that. Off of the soon-to-be-released album Gossamer. (via Sunset in the Rearview)
On another note, what a bomb day. Week 6 Monday adventures in the gorgeous sunshine? Yes please.
Oh damn. COMMITTED. To 13.1. To supporting breast cancer organizations. To the Nike Women’s Half Marathon. I am excited and nervous and pumped and what-did-I-get-myself-into and hell-yes and this is going to be awesome.
People I love busting into laughter on my bed. and destroying a box of Girl Scout cookies.
Dancing in my kitchen. “HEY I JUST MET YOU AND THIS IS CRAZY” and KClarkson
Fantastically unrestrained text conversations.
Constantly being reminded of spring break plans in my inbox.
Ordering half a dozen donut holes at 2 a.m. and discovering you got a dozen.
Talking to one of my fav loves about boys via rapidfire messages at work and keeping up a thousand-word message thread. Barely getting work done, ahem.
The day also getting infinitely better after an awesome conversation with one of my bosses.
Music that fits just what you need.
Beach days.
Getting tan when you didn’t expect to.
Earrings that make any outfit infinitely better.
Being grateful for bosses who look out for me, for my awesome internship, for my friends and bros (hah).
p.s. BUT HERE’S MY NUMBER SO CALL ME MAYBE
It is the perfect beach town. Beach cruisers everywhere, girls in bikinis, incredibly tan shirtless surfers walking to the beach. The (seemingly) lackadaisical pace of life, as though everyone is permanently hungover … maybe just on the weekends.
Best random, gorgeous, much needed trip. Not worrying about schoolwork, driving conversations, everyone walking in the streets (“sidewalks are for drunk people”), inhaling bomb burritos, becoming bros (discussing girls, “challenge accepted”), the small town-esque feel, beer pong with all the bros, all the bikes. Seeing my favs, Final Xtinction discussions, witnessing all of SB come out of the woodwork and into the streets. The quintessential college party, is everyone this preppy all the time (oh it’s a “P” party), pickup lines, bros on bros on bros. Ice, uncontrollable laughter, freeze frames on Michael Bolton’s creepy-ass face, not realizing how ridiculous Kevin was being until way after the fact, all the ice cream, unnecessarily hilarious quotes from Sam, enjoying Ian and Kev way too much. Waking up at 8 a.m. in a house full of dead-to-the-world boys, bagels, lying in the sun comfortably. Getting tan when I wasn’t expecting to completely made up for the crazy allergies. Bikini lines, park conversations, ice cold ocean, skipping rocks, wandering around DP, naps, driving back, all the brownies, blasting tons of music. Perfect weekend.
(Photo: me)
Dance Marathon is love. Crazy, slightly delirious, happy love.
Welcome to POWER HOUR (Taken with instagram)
the best.
(Source: mylifeisholly)
So I just have to say that I have really cute, really amazing, really wonderful people in my life. And I am so incredibly lucky and grateful to them. To my loves who make me laugh all the time, who leave unexpected gifts at my door, who consider buying roses, who know how obsessed I am with NY cookies, who give me the best hugs and always know what to say. For ice cream dates, hanging out on my bed, messages that make me smile. Happy Valentine’s Day.
Back to midterm studying.
(Photo via mushroominmypocket)
Cure-all for everything: working out stripped down to shorts and a sports bra, blasting the best music, and dance partying in your room.
Just sayin.
