Endorphines

Help.

I do not understand.

Why is it that randomly I will get my life together and run everyday for a week,

but then stop.

Even though I thoroughly enjoy the feeling immediately after and the next morning.

Not to mention less guilt when treating yourself,

while no longer having as much desire to.

Wouldn't it be nice if the world made something so heavenly a little more fun during?

I just need to find my niche in the realm of endorphines.

Biking in Thailand was fun, I like to swim.

Too bad I don't see either of those having easy access in my day-to-day life.

Books on tape, eh?

Like the saying goes, nothing worth having comes easy.

Someone kick my tail outside and get me moving.

I do love the cold.

Tinglies

Crushes occur for most people rather easily.

I on the other hand have the hardest time liking someone.

Somehow within the past month or so, I have come across this tingling sensation twice.

It is quite fun for someone to make laughing even that much more fun.

Common interests in conversation don't hurt either.

Will this be the turning point in the lack of relationships in my life?

Who the hell knows.

Not I,

but it is quite fun to have the tingling thoughts of maybe again.

Squealing tea pot, mouth duck-taped, hands tied behind your back.

It is beyond sad to have such extreme emotions occur it reaction to ... dun dun dun.

A facebook album.

Before all thoughts go to boy-stalking,

rethink whose thoughts you are reading.

My entire being just filled with such complete sadness and jealousy,

my eyes even began to water.

This is unhealthy.

I suppose I have known this for years now.

You should have guessed by now,

seeing as to it is sadly mentioned in most if not all posts.

New York.

Pictures of my friend, visiting my friend, should in no way bring on such a strong reaction.

The number of solutions to this problem is unfortunately extremely close to zero.

Lets hope maybe this blog will be good practice in writing that magic essay,

that sets my sails in the luscious winds and waters of NYU Law School.

If not maybe there will be a window opening in the horizon of the plan B I never thought I would have.

Plan A has been around for so long,

maybe its time to think about taking the train in instead of a private jet.

Is it fair to begin entertaining the thoughts of allowing plan A chapter titles to fade from sharpie to pencil in the unwritten novel of my life.

I hope I enjoy its title as much as I do these.

Flabbergasted.

Have you ever had all words taken straight from your mouth?

In such shock, that so many things are spinning through your head at once,

you cannot grasp onto one.

One person brings on more than others.

My mother.

If you know her you understand,

unless she is your therapist.

Once again I cannot even put it into words.

Blood pressure rising,

sedative needed,

these are a mother-daughter relationship.

Cliche.

The little things in life.

Yes, one of those cliches.

Unfortunately, they are so for a reason.

A compliment so small can mean oh so much.

Especially in correlation with something that brings such joy.

I thoroughly enjoy writing.

To add to the cliche, I learned that about myself in college.

Whether blogging, or just putting random sentences together on Word.

Every sentence makes me feel that much better inside.

The smile in my heart gets a little bigger with every tap of the keys.

I hope my future blogs, articles, and/or book will entertain more than just you and me.

Thank you, Megan.

Namalicious

Today has been a good one, correction, great one.
I have gotten to take in meaningful, deep conversation with a glorious friend.
Even better, while eating my favorite sushi roll to date.
One for the books really.
Great topics such as fashion, books, New York, goals, and life.
A good place is around the corner, I feel it.
Thank you CSimp.

Refreshing Taste of Home

After a glorious Geology lab on Friday I stressfully scurried around to get out of Knox.
So incredibly worth it.
Pulled into town, headed straight for Belmont.
An extremely fun, simple night with a dear friend and those she calls friend.
Thoroughly enjoyed the company of each.
Belmont Boulevard is fantastic.
I am embarrassed to have not known of it while I lived in Nashville.
PM and it's feng shui & sushi, Bongo Java filled with mocha and puppies, and the beautiful houses they compliment.
Nothing better to follow than a day in Green Hills slightly filling the gaps in a desperate wardrobe.
The disgrace of UT Football was not enough to bring down such a lovely high.
A good day with mom, beautiful night with a great friend, and an afternoon chat with a second mom makes for a superb rejuvenating weekend in the streets of Nash.
Sprite has nothing on the thirst quenching taste of home.

Coffee Dilemma

I have gone and confused myself.
Remedy Coffee is bigger and has a more open loft feel.
It also has better music and comfortable seating.
Coffee&Chocolate is more quaint, QUIETER, very small, and cheaper/better coffee.
It is also IN Market Square.
Don't know what to do.
The people I got to people watch at C&C were more interesting.
I get the older coffee break from work vibe here.
C&C had the eccentric folks.
This parking is more convenient, but never free.
I think C&C wins.
Thanks little Manhattan virtual corner.
You're always there to help me figure out my life.

<3

My Little Nook

I have found it.
My nook of Knoxville.
Coffee & Chocolate.
I am sitting on a side street of Market Square in a precious, very small coffee shop.
I have a view of a huge Regions building with a sweet, little park behind it.
Utterly urban.
The feng shui doesn't hurt.
Thanks goodness I have found my little New York cafe.
I can be five years old and pretend.
I have zero problems with that :)

Wanting something too badly?

I went to a meeting for a fraternity named Phi Alpha Delta tonight.
Never have I left a meeting feeling so incredibly overwhelmed before.
I have wanted one specific thing, consistently, for the majority of my life.
I want to be in New York.
After many inconsistencies in life, as most endure, having such a powerful passion and intense love for something has always taken me off guard.
I have never loved anything or desired for anything more.
I have always known what a difficult journey it was going to be to accomplish the details of this goal.
New York University Law School is number 4 in the nation.
Tonight I got to be slapped in the face with the point-by-point facts of exactly what it takes to do so.
Luckily as I sit and try to decompress I realize, yes everything happens for a reason.
I love New York enough to, for one, try with every fiber of my being to attain the academia needed to be accepted.
New York is not something I ever put in a questionable sense.
Tonight, however, I had to go through and pick law schools from all over in order to be realistic.
As a person who is a complete mixture of realism and idealism, it was not an easy thing to do.
I WILL give my all to accomplish what is necessary to achieve my joyous goal.
If not, however, the law school in which I attend will still be great and it will be for an intended purpose.
The facts do not change with that possibility though.
I will be a New Yorker.
Possibly the happiest one you ever meet.