Time takes time, ya know?

I'm the worst. I haven't posted in twelve days. Two days shy of two weeks. THE WORST.

So, this self-deprecating attitude is definitely not one of my goals for this blog. I'm just disappointed that I only followed through with my goal until February. Oh well.

This semester has been busy, but unusually satisfying. I think I'm starting to realize how quickly these college years are passing by. I decided to remedy those anxious feelings by taking in every drop of knowledge, friendship, and alcohol that I can get my hands on. (I'm sort of kidding about the alcohol part).

Isn't that what college is all about? Having a successful and fun-filled experience with people who become your best friends?

Well anyway, I've been doing just that. I haven't been staring at the clock for the last ten minutes of my Psychopathology class, I read an ENTIRE translation of an Arabic novel for World Society in Lit & Film, and I take down every piece of information that my unenthused Geology professor mumbles about.

I've noticed that by really immersing myself in my studies, and not just my "interesting" music therapy classes, I am taking advantage of every opportunity that college has to offer.

I'm not ready to leave this place any time soon, so I'm going to keep trying to make it last forever.


One of my grandparents' closest friends passed away last week. I talked to my grandpa on the phone when I found out and I told him how sorry I was. He said, "Yes, I'm very sad. It's such a sad thing. But it's just life." My grandpa doesn't say a lot, but the things he says always stick with me. Sometimes I'm so worried about time passing too quickly, but then I see my grandparents, literally the happiest, most full of life people I know, and I realize that I can't be afraid of time. We only get stronger and more beautiful with time. We deal with the earth shattering events by saying, "It's just life." That sounds great to me.