packing.

I always forget how much I hate this.
annnndddd, I am currently watching my roommate/bestfriend pack as well.

SO MUCH FUN.

plans and road blocks.

we go through life expecting things.
expecting life to work out exactly as planned, and for everything to be rainbows and butterflies.
sometimes I wonder why we hold such high expectations when we know they wont ever be reached.
I am not complaining that life is bad, we just never can put our finger on exactly what will happen.


I mean who would have guessed I would move my life to tampa and after just one semester I would be compiling my entire life in my extra small mazda and going back to north carolina.
but also who would have thought that within that small amount of time I would meet a girl that changed my view of friendship for the better, fell in love with musicals and everyone involved in them, and met people that I know I will keep in contact with far beyond college.


life isn't exactly what we plan.
we can't really plan for next year,
what am I saying, we can't even plan a trip to the beach for this weekend smoothly.
but even through all the messed up plans, wrong turns, and just devastating moments..
we are alive.