Today, I truly feel that it has arrived. I am sitting outside, underneath the golden brown trees, in the cool shade, wearing brown boots and creme leg warmers.
…yes, fall has arrived.
It was a long awaited one this year, but I couldn’t be any happier that it is here. With only three weeks left in the quarter, I have a feeling it’s going to be a short fall this year. As Christmas comes, the weather will get colder and winter will be here. The seasons are a funny, beautiful, wonderful thing to me. To some, they just mean allergies or a new wardrobe, but with every season that passes, I feel more and more blessed. I have been given the chance to live and revel in another fall season; I really could’t be any more blessed.
I’ve met wonderful people so far in college, and although it is nothing like I originally thought, I am so thankful it is not. I am happy, and completely in love with the fact that I have a home and a school. While it is not entirely fun to commute (especially when its Monday morning, and you had a closing shift the night before), commuting has given me time by myself, and time to think, which is something I am thankful for in the hustle and bustle of this world.
And I truly have made some amazing friends. Truly. I still have some high school friends, at least the ones I really wanted to keep. I have made an amazing new best friend, Jessica, and she is just truly simply wonderful. I couldn’t have transitioned into college as well as I have without her. She has taught me how to drive in the parking structure and has really helped me come out of my shell. This first quarter has been crazy already, and I really can’t wait to see what the rest of my college years bring.
First, though, this December… I hope its wonderful, magical, and everything we all wish it will be. To be at home, with all my old best friends, and all together for the holiday season will truly be a blessing. I just have some reservations, because sometimes I feel like I may be expecting too much, like what really happens won’t live up to my expectations. I miss all of my best friends so much, but will things really be the same? We all grow up, we all change, and we can’t change that. The seasons change, and so do people, but do we have to change our friendship? Will I find it hard to relate to the people who once had such similar lives to me? I want to expect the best, but prepare myself for the worst-and I have no idea how to do that when it comes to my high school best friends.
Truly, I am sorry for my absence and neglect as a bad blogger. But now I am back, and better than ever y’all!
As of this time next week, we will be into the swing of fall. Hopefully, the weather will finally start to lower to the 70s and 60s… last week turned out to be just a teaser! :( But then it will be time for leggings and sweaters, crewnecks and boots, and jeeeaaaannnnssss!!! :)
Now, as a avid fall lover, I am truly getting into the drink of things. Starbucks has a wonderfully amazing Salted Carmel Mocha Frappuccino, which can get anyone, I repeat anyone in a good mood for a 9 o’clock in the morning opening shift, ehhmmm.
Also, due to this *almost* onset of fall weather, I have been feeling rather crafty lately, mostly considering painting. That is one thing that I truly miss about high school, the painting. It became such a creative outlet for me the past four years, and I wish I could go back. I also have been missing the lunchtime group. I miss seeing everyone, becing cold and complaining together, or just sitting with everyone. Those are truly the moemories I will cherish most.