"I'm having a weird day."

I tweeted this almost exactly a year ago and this whole week, it's been so relevant. Is it that summertime sadness? Things have just been off this week.

I've been going over in my head all day all the ways I've fucked up and it's really bringing me down so I'm gonna stop. I'm going to take time to be grateful. I'm starting up a daily habit. Something so small that even I can keep up. I'm going to remind myself of the best part of my day, everyday. I'm not being unique. Lots of people do this. Supposedly it'll change my life. And maybe it really will. I'm hoping it'll make me feel less lonely. Power of positive thinking, right?


Best thing today:
A co-worker came in to the office and said to me, "It was so nice to hear your sweet voice answer the phone this morning."

Part one: Friends

It's funny how it sneaks up on you, but sometimes you're just floating along and then one day you realize that you're not sitting at home alone as often as you used to & there are people who seem to like you enough to want to spend time with you outside of forced togetherness, like class or work. It's really hard to be patient and go through the process of making friends, but in my experience it has proven to be worth it.

I have been spending as much time as possible (as much time as they'll let me) with W, H, T, N, & O. When we're all together, we form the dream team 'What? No.' and it's the best way to describe us. I haven't mentioned most of them all that much on here, with the exception of N, who I have previously referred to as "handsome coworker" {x}{x}{x}{x}. {Please keep in mind that I'm SO embarrassing and I know, but I am also embracing the fact that there's nothing I can do about it because I am just that kind of person.} I am still amazed that he and I are kind of actually friends now. Like, astounded. I mean, after this post we may not be. It was nice while it lasted. The lack of mentions to the rest of them (W, H, T & O) has nothing to do with my love for them and everything to do with how selfish this blog is. I adore all of them very, very much. And so I'm making this huge post that is mostly comprised of all of them to gush about how awesome they are.
It's hard to pinpoint how it all got started, but I'll try. I knew W from way back in 2013 when I took ceramics. I became more involved with clubs last semester and I became treasurer of Kappa Pi. So O & H were in Kappa Pi and W joined as an alumni so we were all acquainted. We had that proximity friendship. O asked me one day if I wanted to go out to eat with them after Kappa Pi and it snowballed from there. We started going to Struts for trivia and O's bf, T, came along, too. Then I went to this poetry reading that the Arts Collective put on and N was there and we got to talking and I invited him to trivia. To my surprise, he came. And now we're all friends.

I can't remember how many times WHOA had hung out at that point, but I think it was only a handful. One night at trivia, I made everybody from WHOA+T sign my planner because I had been talking about signatures with TD and CMD earlier that day. I'm super interested in signatures. 

Jus goofin'.

My parents and bruv drove down to visit while O and I were hanging at the Cheaha Challenge.

I have other friends, too, okay. This guy is not in 'What? No.'; he's part of #HASHTAGTEAMTEARBAR. We look so OG here.

This is my "wogging" buddy, PA. Running is not quite an accurate term for what I do. We've taken about a 3 week break from wogging recently, but we're starting back up bright & early in the morning. I might die.

This was from when 'What? No.' went swimming. H got to play with a dog. We all ate hot dogs. It was a great day. N would be highly displeased with me if he knew I posted this, but I'm the one that looks like an ogre. That jerk is sitting over there looking like a handsome prince. And plus only like 3 people read this blog so... It's fine.

#blueteeth

HANGOUT FEST WAS SO GOOD.

These party animals celebrating W's bday. Lmao. Honestly, that was the worst cookie cake I've ever made. They were generally pretty nice about it and didn't complain out loud, so it makes it hard for me to decipher whether they're being honest because I'm used to my best friends giving me shit. (cough Smells cough cough)

This is one of my favorite pictures of all time because you can't plan that kind of candidness. O is a great photographer.

There's the thing about snapchat... It's a funny coincidence that these 2 sent me these independently of each other, probably without seeing the other's snaps. Or maybe W saw O's and mine's and made his? That's the thing. Regular group messaging doesn't exist on snapchat. 

They're all going to kill me for posting these. :D