I have been seriously failing at keeping up with my blogging this semester, but hey, in my defense, there’s been a lot going on!
So let’s see, whats’ been happening since the last time we talked? Well, I moved in with one of my best friends, got the cutest puppy in the world, got thru 3 weeks of the semester, dealt with Hurricane Irma, and of course the big one, I FINALLY TURNED 21!
So everyone, meet my beautiful bff Lexy:
We were random roommates freshman year and over the past three years she has turned into the kind of friend you dream of having. She’s sweet and kind and she always has my back no matter what. Added bonus, she’s a blogger (who is WAY better than me) so definitely be sure to go check out her site by clicking here! Living with her for our senior year is definitely going to be an adventure so stay tuned.
Next, let me introduce you to the actual love of my life, Benji Hendrix:
Tell me he isn’t the cutest french bulldog puppy you have ever seen. If you say otherwise, I refuse to believe you. Even though we’ve only had him for a little over a month now, Benji has Lex and I wrapped right around his little paw. Our floor is littered with more puppy toys than he could ever play with and we spoil him way more than we should, but how am I supposed to say no to him? We’re still working on the whole puppy training thing, so if anyone has tips, PLEASE SEND HELP!
School is, well, school. Nothing too interesting here. Since it’s my last semester, I’ve reached that point in school where the professors just kind of stare back at us like “Well what are you going to do with your life after this?” All of my classes are kind of transitioning to focus on our life after we move on from the classroom and how to actually apply the knowledge we’ve learned into the work place. Even after a month of classes, it still hasn’t quite hit me that this is it, that this is the last round. But hey, I’ve got time, 87 days to be exact. 😉
This has been the year that Mother Nature finally reached her breaking point with Earth. We pissed her off one too many times, and it has been a crazy year. Now let me start by saying this, all of the memes across social media that make fun of Floridians not taking hurricanes seriously are ONE HUNDRED PERCENT ACCURATE. Especially living in a college town. I’ve never been in a hurricane so I have absolutely no idea what to do, how to prepare, or even just how to handle it. We all knew that Hurricane Irma was inching closer to the state but none of us really knew what to do exactly, should we stay? Should we evacuate? No one really knows. Hurricanes are the kind of storms that you don’t know how bad it is until it hits you. You could prepare for the apocalypse only to have the storm miss you entirely, or not prepare at all and then the storm turns at the last minute and hits you full force.
At the end of the day, Lexy, Benji, and I decided to just hunker down in our apartment and ride out the storm. We stocked up on the requisite food, water, alcohol, and movies and had week long hurricane party. We were extremely lucky to live in a section of town that had minimal damage, and it was definitely a learning experience for me. Now, all I need is for little miss Hurricane Maria out there to turn back around and leave Florida alone.
The worst part about being the youngest in your friend group: waiting months after everyone else to turn 21.
Even though life was a little weird due to the hurricane and plans changing seemingly every minute, I have Lex to thank for making my actual birthday a day to remember. I mean, do you see how cute that sign is?! We had brunch and mimosas and then dinner at some of my favorite restaurants in Orlando, then the night we spent out on the town was just what I needed. Then, I spent the past weekend at home with my family and friends who surprised with with an unforgettable party.
Since this was this first birthday I’ve spent at home since I turned 17 my senior year of high school, this weekend reminded me of just how great my support system back home is. Over the past week, I felt like so special and so blessed by everyone in my life who let me know just how important I am to them and that’s what made this birthday so great.
Oh yeah, and I got my annual birthday tattoo:
A tradition since my 18th birthday, I buy myself a tattoo. This one is very special to me as it represents my time spent in France over the summer. As I’ve talked about time and time again (and to anyone willing to listen to me babble in person) that trip changed my life. It opened my eyes and helped me to break out of my shell, it helped me to become confident in the skin I’m in. So, I figured, what better way to commemorate my memories than a new tattoo.
It’s been a month full of excitement and craziness, but hey, that’s just life isn’t it?
Embrace the glorious mess that this beautiful life can be.