Sophomore year of college has been school, work, school, work, friends, school, work, sleep, and eat (maybe). Honestly it feels like fall semester of freshman year again, except for the huge differences. One, I am not as insecure as I used to be. Not insecure at all for the most part. Two, I am not crushing on every single new guy I meet (in fact, quite the opposite). Three, I’m much more sociable&friendly than I was last year. And oh yeah, four, I’m “single” :]. (Whatever that means anyways.)

I used to HATE being around campus by myself and would just hide in my dorm all the time. I’d worry if I made a wrong first impression or not (cause I did rub a lot of people the wrong way the first time around). By second semester, I was so insecure about myself and was so anti-social that I wasn’t even ever on campus. Now that I’m in the third semester, I know better. I sit around campus by myself all the time and I don’t mind. I am much friendlier (or at least I’d like to think so) to people. I’m not letting anyone suffocate me anymore & I don’t get a rat’s tail about whether strangers like me or not.

So in between all of the serious procrastination, overworking at, well, work, lack of sleep, & stressful friends, Charles invited me out to eat Chipotle for dinner after my sociology class. Who knew that during the forty minutes we took to get gas (FAIL!), the ten minutes to get there, and the fifty minutes to get our food and eat would I be able to find calmness in my day. I guess with all the rush, rush, rush in my life it takes a moment where everything takes forever, literally, for me to slow down and enjoy the chicken.

p.s. Isn’t Charles super mad awesome at posing? He tried to be cool by leaning on his car and kicking the button to choose the gas, but he slipped and kicked the wrong one so it took ten minutes to end that transaction and start a new one. LOL.