Love to Time (But in a Less Poetic Form)

Can one overuse "I love you?" Some people would say yes, but I would say no. Why not tell the people in your life who you love that you them? How are we to know how much longer we have on this earth? I don't mean to be morbid or cliche, but it's an idea worth thinking about. Well, at least it's one of those thoughts that circulates the air in my head, suffocating my brain, forbidding me to sleep.

It's not as easy as it seems to live our lives to the fullest. Without fear, without restraints. Even as someone challenges you to push yourself outside of your comfort zone, you may find it's a lot easier said than done. Taking one risk a day is something I've always wanted to do but never had the courage to actually try. Maybe this new beginning I've been given is my place to achieve that goal. No one is here with me to hold me back or to tell me I can't. It's all up to me. Jump or don't jump. Do or die (not literally because, well, that would suck).

I know I should be sleeping and I know I should be more focused on my school work (it's really just one class that I can't stand... the ever dreaded World Lit). Sometimes I just find better things to do. These coming weeks are about to be jam packed with activities and I cannot wait! With everything finally starting to mold into a routine and our calendars filling up, the time is going to begin to fly by. It still hasn't hit me that I'm in my second week of college. Who am I and what have I done with Julia? Woah. Time. That slut. Going around like she runs this place. I hate her.

I found yet another amazing quote on pinterest. Unfortunately, I don't remember its author. "Procrastination is the thief of time." Think about it. Marinating. Soaking up the flavor. Mmmmm. Taste how good that quote is. Good night! Maybe now that I've verbalized a few of my mumble-jumbled thoughts I'll be able to sleep soundly.

Skype Dates

I've never been so thankful for technology. I mean, don't get me wrong, love letters are definitely as romantic as they were twenty years ago, but the fact that I'm able to skype with my boyfriend who is eleven hours away is probably one the best inventions man has ever had. I can't even imagine what it's like for the men and women whose significant others are halfway across the world. Distance, man, it's hard.

College is da bomb diggity. All the freedom I've ever wanted and more. If I want to I can go hang out until three in the morning and do stupid stuff with my friends, but lately my favorite thing I've done is skype dates. I'm not saying I'm not making the most of my college experience because believe me, I am. I just love coming back to my dorm and seeing that familiar curly mop head. It's the perfect remedy for homesickness, or rather, boyfriend-sickness.

Leave it to this blog to be full of random, unrelated, and poorly thought out strings of ideas and fragments and ramblings and stuff that doesn't make sense. I go from talking about skyping to thinking about how I had Ramen noodles for dinner and my sudden craving for chocolates (thank God for the hidden stash of candy above my desk).

I miss him. And his roommate Connor is really cool.

See? The randomness is sickening. I'm so sorry for anyone who was expecting a quality, well put together group of thoughts.

It's funny how you don't realize how much someone means to you (even if you think you do) until they're gone. </3

But honestly, absence makes the heart grow fonder.