all grown up
As I drove Michelle Grace Johnson to the Quad at Ball State University for 2013 commencement, memories kept running through my mind. Like the first day I met her freshmen year at Northrop High School in cheerleading, the days we spent crying in each other’s arms over our first real heartbreaks, the several proms we danced together, our high school graduation day, the long week of sorority recruitment at BSU, and all the in betweens. She jumped out of my car in that black cap and gown, gave me a hug, and ran across the street. Tears started streaming down my face as I pulled away and I was speechless. I am so proud of the woman I call my best friend. There is no one else like you in the world, Michelle, and I cannot wait to see you grow! Thank goodness I still have you here next year for graduate school and my senior year. This time next year, you will know exactly how I feel this very moment ♥ I wish you the best of luck in Thailand this next month. Can’t wait to tackle you with hugs and kisses when you return. Love you beautiful girl!
I’m home alone.
time to start my concert
(Source: swiftsanatomy)
clean freak
it’s my last friday night in muncie for awhile and guess what i’m doing?
cleaning my house from head to toe.
who does that? i’m 21 and my friends are out partying it up. the weird thing is, i’m actually enjoying this alone time. playing housewife while listening to some 90’s music isn’t so bad after all. my man thinks i’m crazy… but i just keep dancing around the house in my robe to sugar ray, sip my glass of wine, and live up my last few days as a junior in the comfort of my squeaky clean home. plus cleaning is my stress relief, next to exercising. so the knots in my shoulders from finals week are slowly diminishing. that’s always a good sign :)
