6. “What makes you happy?”

I feel like less and less people can say that a lot of things make them happy. The world is becoming a far more picky place, making it a rare occurrence to feel bliss or a smile and everything in between. I am proud to say, however, there are many things that make my heart sing, but for time's sake I can't list them all, so here are just a few.

*this list does not include people, dogs or any other living creatures, for fear of the obvious*

#4. Hugs 

So for anyone who has talked to me in the last (we'll say) 3 months, I've been slightly obsessed with the 5 Languages of of Love (Gary Chapman people, look him up). Surprise surprise I am most receptive to physical touch (see exibit A),

which means there is not much I like more in the world than being trampled by people who just want a good squeeze. There should be one of those signs that say keep calm and give kings a hug.

#12. The Grocery Store

Because who doesn't love the place where all your nutritious, food related dreams come true. There is nothing like walking down the isle and seeing the pasta you've been craving, or those orange milanos you can almost never find, or all the things you didn't realize you needed (to make you fat) but you're there so why not?! A trip to the grocery store is like Christmas, and sunshine, and pretty much every Tuesday.

#17. HPU

 

While I am still young, restless, nerdy and dead serious about nothing except mealtimes, I feel like college is good for me. Not just, you know, for the edjamacation and stuff, but also because I get to live on my own (with the love, support, and joint bank accounts of mom and dad back home{hi}) but I also get to explore who I am and what I like and how many times I can get subway in a week without it affecting my hormones. Realistically, I can't stay in school forever, but that just means I have to make the most out of my last two years.

#21. Pine Tree Camp

The last three summers have been the best. Ever. There is nothing so fun as summer, and nothing so rewarding as working at PTC for 9 weeks. I have the most amazing campers in the world; they make me laugh so hard I cry, and yet they never fail to reassure me I'm a counselor. No Way?! 

Dawn, if you ever read this, I just googled imaged PTC. None of these pics I uploaded.

#26. Being an English Writing Major

First of all, let me just clarify that I am not one of these people.

That doesn't mean I'm ok with people mixing up you're and your, or there, they're and their, but I don't think grammar is the bees knees and I almost didn't pass my first high school English class thanks to gerunds and prepositional phrases. But alas, I did, and I'm so thankful for that because if I hadn't, I never would have experience the thrill of detective fiction with Dr Carlson or the abstract (but not really, cause there are guidelines) art of creative writing with Jacob Paul. But I love writing; I like turning my ideas tangible and making stories come (within a mind) to life. 

...but sometimes you just gotta buckle down and do it. And next thing you know, you'll be on your way to becoming a better writer.