I'm writing for The Campus Companion this fall. It's a good time, I've definitely become more grounded in internet writing I would say. It's still weird to me though when I write advice pieces, I mean, are people really listening to me? Bless em. Here's a link to one of my pieces, for all you Disney lovers out there. Funny though, they had me write a piece on internships and where to find them - I'm still looking for my own! I'm probably the only one who thinks that's funny. Now that I'm done semi self-promoting (we all need to pat our own backs sometimes)....
Thanksgiving could not come soon enough. I can't wait to be home. School hasn't been anything crazy, but I just would like a week off to find some time to just sit. Maybe give myself an at home spa day, go to a movie, just something different. I'm probably the biggest advocate for having a change of scenery, so that's going to be nice as well. I miss city traffic and cop cars, is that weird? I miss the little stores, the parks, and for some reason I just feel safer in a city. You'd think the opposite, but oh well.
Before I go home for break, I really want to
get rid of attempt to bag up and donate some of my old clothes. I tried about a week ago, but let me tell you, it's harder than it seems. I've donated a good amount of clothes I've either outgrown in size/taste/maturity, but my closet is still packed. Plus, you can't get more until you have less? I think that's how it goes. Is it just me or does it seem like you hate all of your clothes, but then when you go to give them away you suddenly develop a sentimental relationship with them? I can't tell you how many shirts I looked at and thought "oh, but I wore that one when I dressed up as a a panda in 4th grade!" Like, no. Things need to go.
By the way, obsessed with this girls voice. Her name is Michaela Rowe and she's my latest YouTube go-to. She wrote this song HERSELF when she was just 11!!!! You'll love it.
Time to go trudge through the rest of the day in preparation for the rest of the week before break....