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A few friends and I started a blog.

College, friendships, love, life, anything can happen!

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Home Is Wherever I'm With You

annnnebroussssard:

I’m scared. I’m anxious. I’m nervous. I’m terrified.
If I let my fears control my whole life I wouldn’t do anything. I’m a very anxious person, no not that ‘anxiety’ that teenagers seem to think is cool, but I actually am a very anxious person. I need a plan. I need to know how everything is…


Shameless Self Promotion:

annnnebroussssard:

A few friends and I started a blog.

College, friendships, love, life, anything can happen!

Check it out? 

CLICK HERE



Friendship, Love, & Heartbreak August 5, 2014 Day 47

I saw Jeremy last night. His mom and my mom are still best friends, Jere and I not so much. Ever since he went to college last year he got all high and mighty on me. Like he’s more experinced and he’s lived life. So no matter what he’s just like “oh, you wouldn’t understand” or “I guess you would have had to be there”, and I’m just like—dude, come on.

Yesterday the first thing he said to me when he saw me was, “I’m so high right now, I have the munchies.” I have realized that if I just ignore him, he usually stops with the whole, “I’m so cool, guess what I did with my frat”—my horse is bigger than your horse thing. I’m just not interested, you know? I wish I was, but I’m just not.

I was sitting on the couch after they left and my mom says that Jere and I were talking more tonight and I sighed and said, “well he thinks we’re still friends, but I don’t define friendship as seeing each other every couple of months for two hours at a party.” and my mom just laughed and smiled, “You’re the home friend, he has his college friends, after a year you’ll be on the same level and he’ll treat you like he did before. You know what he said to his mom on the way here? That you were his best friend in high school and that he cares about you very much.”

I needed that validation. After almost 5 years of friendship, I got it. It’s something small and insignificant in the scale of things, but it meant a lot to me.



I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.
(via morningsuns)

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The Northern Cascades, Washington State

I can’t wait for the day when you realized you fucked up.
I Was The One (via iamcharliesangel)

(Source: michellehartson)





Sleeping Until Noon August 3, 2014 Day 47

I like sleeping. Theres just something beautifully tragic about closing your eyes and loosing all sense of time. If I was left to my own devices I would sleep all day and stay up all night. I think that’s my natural disposition. I’m exhausted though, I slept nearly all yesterday and managed to sleep all night.

I’m so boring.

COUNTDOWN TO COLLEGE: FORTY EIGHT DAYS



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A Compromise—With Myself August 1, 2014 Day 46

Hi, I’m annoyed at myself. Clearly, writing something everyday is too much of a hassle to do, so lets compromise, Self? Sound Good? Good. I’ll try and write something at least once a week. I’m obviously writing this for myself because its not like anyone actually reads these posts but me.

It really does make me feel better when I do write a post. It’s amazing how great you feel when you let something off your chest even when you know no one is really listening. It goes to show that you shouldn’t keep all of you feelings bottled up—that doesn’t do anyone any good, especially yourself.

It’s funny, now I’m sitting here and I have so many feelings and so many things to say, but I don’t feel like typing them all out. I’ve been really unhappy lately with my relationship with my mother and seeing as I’m leaving in 50fifty-count them ||||| the BIG FIVE-OH days—I don’t see that changing. On the other hand, my relationship with my sister has been flourishing into a great friendship. For the longest time if you would have asked me if my sister and I were friends I probably would have laughed in your face. Now, I can say that yes-we are friends. Without breaking out laughing with the following “yeah, were friends” wink wink-nod nod. 

It’s hard to believe that it’s already August. This summer has been moving brutally slow. I’m not digging it. I’m totally ready to leave. I got my roommate/dorm assignments on Wednesday-I think. I got the dorm I wanted. It has a VERY small sitting room, a bedroom, and it’s own bathroom. There are three people per room and I was totally ok with that. That is until one of my roommates, lets call her Sammy, shared with me that our other roommate, lets call her Hannah, were cousins. Yes, joy, cousins. Not only are they cousins, but they’re BEST FRIENDS. YAY! Talk about a built in third-wheel! 

I talked to my sister and Jere, they both laughed and said that the whole “best friend” thing won’t last past first semester. What I should really be worried about is the fights, the jealousy, and the arguments that shall ensue from this arrangement. They also told me to make other friends fast, so I don’t have to pick a side between them when it inevitably blows up. Fingers crossed that doesn’t happen and fingers crossed that I’m a great third wheel.

I’ve been emailing Sammy all week, she added me on facebook, and seems like a pretty okay person. I was facebook stalking and took notice to the Conservative Party she had underneath her political views and her Christianity that she had under her religious views. Hopefully she has an open mind, because I am not a conservative and I am certainly not a Christian. Though, more power to her! I’m glad, that means that there will be no sex in the room if I’m trying to sleep! Theres a plus side to everything.. hahaha right?