So Today was...

Anything but interesting, I'll save you the painful details. All it entailed was studying, a little bit of tumblr, and minimal amounts of facebook. Yeah boring. Oh no worries, that's what the rest of my weekend was about. Gosh I feel like I just finished my first round of exams and bam! there's physics coming up this Friday. What the Heck! I swear the last 2 weeks passed by fast. I suppose that has a lot to do with the fact that I was studying for the other classes. I swear time passes by fast. It's happening all too soon.

Well best be getting back to studying for my physics exam.

What I Miss About Childhood

Laughter Yoga

Not have a care in the world, free from the future just sitting around and getting lost in you're pretend world.



Now I guess I find that kind of feeling getting lost in my music, but every once in a while I do things that I've always wanted to do as a child. Remember when you would think, if only I was older

Our Neighbor

065/365: Show us your smile!

I've only formally meet her once, Vanessa seemed standoffish. Although I could have sworn I saw her smile as she held the door for the building open for me.



Yeah it was 3 days after me and Valerie introduced ourselves to her. She opened the door. I guess she didn't know what to make of us.



"Hi I'm Valerie..."

"And I'm Lindsay."

"Vanessa" She said a bit slow. As if she was unsure of herself.



She grasped the door like if it was her safety, and didn't fully come out from its shelter. She glanced from Valerie to me and smiled politely, her eyes told a different story. I think it was annoyance.



However, that day she held the door open for me, her small smile was warm. It's like she knew with my hands full that I'd need some sort of help. I even recall talking to our other neighbors on the other side of us in the hallway one day. She passed by with her hot pink laundry bag. She glanced our way, but quickly averted her eyes when I faced her.



Maybe we caught her on a bad day. I'm sure I've had those. I remember being down the day she held the door open for me, I had forgotten my ID to get into the dorm and I had a test to think about later on in the week. She smiled and I said thank you and she just nodded and smiled a smile that finally reached her eyes.



And every once in a while I'll hear faint laughter and some sort of murmurs from her dorm. Music too, always in the morning. I imagine that she sings along with it as she gets ready.



Quiet and very awkward, yet her color choices are so bright. She wears this teal cardigan and bright blue sweater. Perhaps there's more to this Vanessa.

In these I find my smile

They say people can tell what makes me happy all by my smile. These I know is true for the following.

Presents
Whether giving or receiving, they still make you happy. Because you either make someone happy or someone made you happy.



I prefer giving than receiving though.

Cherry Coke
It's one of those memories, a Friday night out with friends and late night eating at Peter Piper pizza with a cup full of cherry coke.



The simplest things make me happy.

Lilies
I love lilies, in fact I'd say one lily is greater than a dozen roses.

Starbucks
Usually it follows church on Sunday, my spirit and energy are high.

Cold weather
It's all about the fashion. The cute boots, the warm sweaters, that awesome coat, and colorful scarfs. I'm a December baby, what else can you excpect.

Music
Something I couldn't live with out, and as long as there is a good song stuck in my head then nothing can bring me down.

Rain
Two words: puddle jumping.

Concerts
The rush of it all. It's a high everyone needs to experience.



Nothing beats getting lost in a song and forgetting everything else.



My stress melts away, the argument I had with my parents, the test last week...all of it is off my mind for about 2-3 blissful hours.



Yes, it's a temporary escape. But without I don't think I'd give myself enough breathing room.

Family
I wouldn't be who I am without my crazy family.



I love them, I love them, and that's all I got to say.

Making something with my hands
Drawing, collages, a cover for a mix CD, a gift for someone I love, doodling...anything that gets me to stop over thinking things and just allow for my hands to work on their own.