Reblog: {This Had to Happen}

These are all from past posts that struck me as just happiness. 

Have you ever been thinking about someone and they wonder if maybe they are thinking about you at the same time. Maybe you waltzed across their mind as they hit yours. Maybe they are making wishes that involve you while you are dreaming stories about them. Maybe they are smiling at memories you've shared while you are giggling at precious moments that have past. Maybe they are thinking about you, maybe they are not. Maybe they are wondering if you are thinking about them while you are wondering if they are thinking about you. Maybe... just maybe.. its just a huge circle of thought that runs around and around and around.

{Tell me you didn't think of a specific someone when you read that and I will call you a liar.}

"This is love, she thought, isn't it? When you notice someone's absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?" - Everything is Illuminated

I have this profound belief in the fact that music makes everything better. Even if it doesn't completely heal or work profound miracles, it makes any situation overall better.

Decisions are the hardest things in life, when you are forced to choose something or if the right choice is insanely evident you don't even think about the action you are acting upon. But when two choices fairly present themselves, and you are not totally informed on the rating of either choice, you are caught in a whirlwind of complication. I hate decisions, especially when they involve feelings.

This definition of love makes me cry. Read it twice. 

love

  noun, verb, loved, lov·ing.

noun

a profoundly tender, passionate affection for anotherperson.

a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, asfor a parent, child, or friend.

a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person;sweetheart.

(used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection,or the like): Would you like to see a movie, love?

verb (used with object)

to have love or affection for: All her pupils love her.

to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for(another person).

to have a strong liking for; take great pleasure in: to lovemusic.

to need or require; benefit greatly from: Plants love sunlight

to embrace and kiss (someone), as a lover.

verb (used without object)

to have love or affection for another person; be in love.

Verb phrase

love up, to hug and cuddle: She loves him up every chance shegets.

Idioms

for love,

a.

out of affection or liking; for pleasure.

b.

without compensation; gratuitously: He took care of thepoor for love.

for the love of, in consideration of; for the sake of: For thelove of mercy, stop that noise.

in love, infused with or feeling deep affection or passion: ayouth always in love.

in love with, feeling deep affection or passion for (aperson, idea, occupation, etc.); enamored of: in love with thegirl next door; in love with one's work.

This Day in October

"This is what makes us girls

We all look for heaven and we put our love first

Somethin' that we'd die for, it's our curse

Don't cry about it, don't cry about it

This is what makes us girls

We don't stick together 'cause we put our love first

Don't cry about him, don't cry about him

It's all gonna happen."

- Lana 

Walking to class in the rain is just an amazing feeling. 

Sometimes I wonder why I love the rain so much. 

I think it is because it makes me feel more real, 

more human. 

The sun on the earth makes me feel like I am part of something bigger, but the rain on my face makes me feel like I am part of something pure and real. 

I just love the rain.

Today I am dressed a lot like a hippie, for the second day in a row. My favorite thing about college is that everyone you see is usually someone you don't know so it doesn't really matter what you look like everyday. That means that you can sleep in as late as possible and take the least amount of time to get ready. It really is a great arrangement. 

In the words of my Human geography Teacher: 
"Okay, that is all for today." 

Finally, So Much Time With So Much To Do

Today is one of those days where I just need to organize everything and get on top of life before I go out of town tomorrow and I do have a lot to do, but sometimes real responsibility needs to be broken up with writing on my blog that I have taken no time to update lately, because naturally that is part of getting my life more together. And since I just got more than half of my to do list done, I am rewarding myself with this.

 Dropping off my siblings at their first day of school and saying goodbye was hard but at the same time really cool. I can't believe my little siblings are growing up so fast. I do miss them... but I have been home almost every weekend too so it hasn't been too hard to part!

Hey, I am in college now. I have been meaning to write about it because I am trying to document things but everything has been a mix of me being busy and crazy, to just plain too lazy to write.

But, I love college.

I love living in Salt Lake and living with my best friend in an actual college dorm. It really is the freshman, straight out of the house life. And it is grand. 

I love my classes, college will always be hard, and some learning can be a little lest flavorful that others but overall I love everything. I especially love my creative writing class, and I feel really grown up having class discussions about each others writing. 

I love how I found the perfect little place for my heart in a Jazz class here at the U. I love dancing and continuing dancing has been something that I have been a little worried about as I have been moving out and going to a university but I found the perfect thing for me! I also became part of a Jazz company that is so fun and a great opportunity for a freshman. 

I love my new job. I work with great people that are really friendly and I love being able to help customers and do well at my job. I also love the fact that I am earning money for myself and I am starting to become more and more independent as a person. That is something that is really important to me. 

I love the way I can randomly start a conversation with anyone from Rachel, the art major on the shuttle to class, to Bob the old man in a beaten up wheelchair on Trax that inspired me with stories about his life. I have loved meeting new people and I am always excited to meet more. 

But most of all, I love how I feel absolutely blessed all the time. It isn't the huge changes but the small ones that mean the most to me. The other day it rained when I was really sad and that immediately cheered me up. The first time I forgot my key to my dorm, one of my roommates turned the corner with her key right as I was getting frustrated at myself. The longest, hardest day at work after a long day of school and homework, and just life stress ended with a Trax ride where the cutest little baby waved and smiled at me and made me probably the happiest person on that Train. 

It really is the little things. 

On top of all of that wonderful stuff! Football has been amazing. I love football more and more with every game I go to! The Utes really do the student section right too. The energy in the stadium, even when you aren't one of the actual players is unreal! Going to football games, especially the ones where we win have been a huge highlight of my time here at the U. 

Off-Roads  By: Kristen Lohner 

From being young (only two) 

I have seen it grow from a garden. 

A small space 

of my mind, seeing the cheating. 

Seeing what happens to the aging truck 

when it rusts and stops abruptly. 

The ghosts, almost not there, start their twirling, whirling waltz abruptly, 

and dance from nine till two. 

I run out to dads old blue truck, 

while destroying my moms perfect garden. 

"I looked and she was cheating,

in the small add-on space."

I look to outer space, 

a star goes out abruptly. 

I asked aloud if, like them, it had been cheating. 

If the star had really had two, 

two in it's love, lust garden. 

I open the door to the truck. 

My mind off-roads and I break off the truck

tailgate and it flies into the dirt space. 

I uproot the fine trimmed garden. 

He found out so quickly, abruptly, 

that he was not your "one and only" but your two. 

But now you both were cheating 

me. He whispers, "I saw her cheating 

in this beat, blue truck,"

and sighed and carried on, "the two 

of those in the wrong kind of space."

"Stoping when they saw me, stopping abruptly."

Then he went in for the fight, they fought while I tried to mend the garden. 

I ponder while I garden. 

One day will I be cheating?

Will I make blood flow so abruptly?

I rake, and weed, and truck 

through my working space. 

While listening to the two. 

Gave up mending the garden, and drove off in my truck. 

They yell about the cheating, while I ponder the same (words echo in the space.)

I add speed abruptly, and race away from the two. 

{That was a poem I wrote for my creative writing class. Tune in later for my nonfiction pieces. They should be really interesting.}

I also wanted to put one of my first singing videos I have ever made on here. It is obviously really choppy and not great... plus I am not really outfitted to be filmed... but it turned out okay and I wanted to start putting that kind of stuff on here so here is:

"IGNORING YOU" 

Written and Sung (in my bedroom) by: Kristen Lohner 

>boats against the current<

20 Questions --> 20 Answers

I got these randomly off of Pinterest because I felt like writing but I needed to be prompted.

1. What sport (that you haven't tried) do you think you would be good at?
           Easy. Roller Derby. Well, as long as you count that as a sport which I totally do. Ever since I saw Whip It I thought to myself... HOW COOL WOULD IT BE TO DO THAT!!! And because I have recently "re"taken up my love of roller blading the past week that is what is fresh in mind. Fish Nets and ratted hair here I come!

2. What was your 'high' for today?
           Because 1am was still technically "today" I would have to say that my meditation session in the early hours of the morning was my 'high'. It relaxed me a lot and helped relieve some stress. Also the random 15-20 minutes of my life where me and my sister were randomly tackling, slapping, laughing, and being totally ridiculous together was pretty fun as well.

3. What was you 'low' for today?
          I made a foot soak that was supposed to get dead skin off my feet and it didn't work (either that or I don't have dead skin on my feet) and it also had LISTERINE in it so it turned my feet blue for a couple minutes which made me feel kind of like an idiot. Definite low.

4. What kinds of things get you the angriest? Why?
          I think when people refuse to listen to my side of the story or my opinion. I mean, I am not forcing anyone to agree with me or to change their whole life because I feel like I am making some ground breaking discovery but I just wish people would listen more. Huh, maybe if I listened more people would listen to me. TO DO LIST: Gotta work on that.

5. Which is your color that best describes you or stands for your personality?
          Blue. It has all different shades and goes with almost anything. Plus it is my favorite color.

6. Do you have many friends?
          Well no. But the people that I have that support me, and surround me are the best I could ever have. Sometimes I feel like I know lots of people and I even "have many friends" but when it comes down too it. I only have a few true friends.

7. If you were to be reborn who would you want to be born as?
          I think I would still choose to be me, except I would choose to keep all my former knowledge so I would be ahead in life and not have to learn all the same lessons again. Be ahead of the game. But ya, I like myself, I would just want to be myself again.

8. Do you like to sing in the shower?
          Yes, obviously. I also enjoy sitting outside my brothers bathroom door and listening to his renditions of "Gold Digger" and sequence of old 80's music as he sings in the shower.

9. What's your favorite season?
          I like all of the different seasons. I always seem to be ready for them as they come along and I really like it that way. I am lucky to live in Utah where we really do get all the seasons too! I think that is super cool.

10. What sports do you like best?
          Dance, Basketball, Roller Blading, Swimming, Football.... lots of sports!

11. Why is there an expiration date on sour cream?
          Because it gets watery and even if people do already like it when their cream is sour... no one likes it watery.

12. If you could tell your mother never to serve two vegetables again, which vegetables would you choose?
          Mushrooms and Tomatoes. Even though I am becoming more fond of tomatoes.

13. On a scale of 1-10 how strict do you think your parents are.
          Sometimes like a 3, other times like an 8. But luckily never a 1 and thank goodness never a ten.

14. What kinds of things on TV and in movies make you laugh?
          Hahahahahahahaha, uh... funny things.

15. What animal would you be? Why?
          A Sting Ray. Because they get to glide around the ocean and be wild and free and who doesn't want to do that? Also, they have a built in mechanism to sting things that are trying to hurt them so if anyone ever tried to hurt me. I COULD STING THEM!

16. What are the qualities that make a good friend?
          Love. Love is literally all you need, just like the Beatles said. If you have love, all of the other important aspects that build a good friendship come naturally because you always was to be there for someone you truly love.

17. What would you do if you were invisible for a day?
          I would try to go to as many really busy public places as I could and study people. I could follow people around, listen to conversations, watch mannerisms... It would be super fun because no one could see me, therefore no one would think I was creepy, but I could learn more about people and they was they act, especially when they THINK they are alone.

18. If you could change three things about yourself, what would they be?
          For starters I would make myself more thin, I know that I can do this without any magic or anything if I just eat right and exercise more but obviously I am trying to take the easy route, which I probably why I am so fat. I would also change the way I always try to fit in, I would instill more confidence that it is really okay to be myself around everyone and not feel like I have to put on a show. And lastly I would change the rate at which my hair grows, in fact I would change this in all humans. That way I could cut my hair super short and then grow it out over night without regretting my decision to have it chopped short for a day. Yep, that is all.

19. Are you afraid of airplanes?
          I will admit that I do have a little anxiety when I am flying. I always have a moment on every flight I've ever been on where I think to myself, "What if we really do crash and we all really do die?" And I do have a sweep over feeling of relief every time I do land safely. But I honestly don't get over anxious as to where I can't travel because of plane anxiety.

20. What do you do when you are sad?
          I like to be alone when I am sad. I know a lot of people like to help people who are sad and I know that people have tried to help me be happy if I'm sad but honestly, it is nice to be alone. I can just listen to music, read, write, draw, eat, drive, do whatever I need to and get the sadness out of my system and honestly it usually works pretty well. I try really hard not to wallow in self pity and I can get over sadness pretty quickly.

THE END.

Decorum^^Propriety

Sunday Dinner

Buzz, a noncommittal slumber 
yelling through the whole space.

Special time turned to chaos before the relax. 

This way or that, why do you even ask. 

Why 
do 
I 
try? What should I try anyhow?

Same old, same old, same old. 
This and that or that and this. 
So and so of so and so. 
All extra guests in this new smell of organization. 
All extra guests, 
intruders that we let lull in the loom of our words. 
lull in the loom of what we say is right, or wrong. 

We sieve, slowly, snap and the sight, 
the sight of others doing our work, because that is a lack of order. 

We nag, nag, nag, nag, at the runners.
Runners running from the ritual. 
Whether is is washing, or tradition, they are running. 

All guests, 
All extra guests, 
All leave, or are sent out to dry. 

Then I dry. I dry without the we or the us or the extra guests.
I dry on my own, because I have run. 
I dry on my own, because I am now away. 

I like to dry, to feel thin after the damp of the dreary event. 

Another end. 
To something that never ends. 

Tradition. 


The Next Steps

I am moving on now, to my next part of life. The next chapter as the cliche would say. The next chapter of a book that will never end but will continue to flourish and advance and be the best book you will ever write. 
I am more of an adult now that I seemed even a few month ago when years told me I was an adult. Adulthood was not given to me by age but by accomplishment and certification and graduation and now independence. I want to be independent but it scares me. 
It scares me, but i am still taking the next steps. 

More Poetry in One Night

Again. A poem. By me. Slightly copying.

Two We's

Obvious ego can tear
What keeps being redone
A you and a me and a we're
Is what makes our friendship so fun.

Watching spread out bright screens
And sitting gently close
It's what our likeness means
As we twinkle with our toes

Missing some deeper like
The two gander away
Get lost on a two person bike
And find destination to stay

Simple as two can be
And complex as we are
Friends up in the same crazy tree
Gazing at the bright wishing star

of mice and miscapitalization

This is a poem I wrote for my English Class. It is inspired by the poet I did my project on, E.E. Cummings. I am proud of it. Kind of really proud of it. 

water is like our love...by Kristen Lohner           

(insipired by the style of E.E. Cummings)

water is like our love 

i'll always thirst for more 

in bottle i will hove 

when lacking i'll find store

i've missed the gentle calm 

(that fills all that i am)

and when in love we sink

we'll broad our ivory flag 

(yet the blank taste we mock 

and heavy heart we bog)

nourishment stems a seed

essential supply need

the wetness of my tears

stale, salty like the sea

makes our love dry like burs 

(and takes the waves from me)

but in a cup i'll save 

us, (and the story of)

don't know if essential 

your affection not shown

sloshing the way i feel 

clueless sat on your throne 

moments that i will strain

and with new hope i'll clean

the please of the surface

(and funnel of the joy)

pouring slowly through us

we're naturally coy

inside protective coat

still on our love i'll float

But To Be Honest, I Feel It

 I love.

I doubt.

I miss.

I fear.

You. 

Hold your head up,
theres a light in the sky,
I know you're fed up,
but you must try to survive.
Each moments precious,
don't let life pass you by,
keep focused,
keep you eyes on the prize.

You know those moments? Those incredibly happy moments. The ones where you could try not to smile if you wanted, but you probably wouldn't succeed. Those moments are golden. And precious. Save them, write them down, remember them. Share them. Cherish them.

When You've Gotta Dance, Dance

++continued from the last++

Still Chapter One:

Dear Train...
       My mother is making dinner like she always does and she told me to tell you to tell your mother that you are all invited over tonight. Don't tell your mother you have to come though because if you do come I will not be allowed to wear sweats at the dinner table. But if you do decide to come and your mother says you can make sure you let me know before you come that way I can be prepared for the occasion. That's all I guess.
From, Me

I folded the note and continued thinking while my teacher continued to babble something random about derivatives and jerk functions. Something I knew entirely nothing about.

Grandpa always told me that having a job was valuable in high school because you got to have the social interaction with people, especially if you worked in a job were you were at the service of others. I've never had a job, and that could very well be why I am so socially awkward and I blunder all my words when I try to talk to people. For this reason, this blundering that is, I don't talk to people much. That is why I scared the boy next to me while, and at the same time surprised myself when I leaned over and whispered to him, pointing out that the teacher had chalk smeared down the side of her official pencil skirt that looked so uncomfortable. The boy looked back at my with shock, probably at the fact that I spoke and the low level maturity in the pointing out of chalk. But then he laughed and said something to me. I didn't register that something in my head however because I was so shocked that I had spoken.

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Your tales, soft.
Fill up the empty in my heart.
Your lies, harsh.
Carry my rage through hurt.
Your thoughts, true.
Laugh at my ignorance.
Your actions, dumb.
Caress my longing look for you.

My love, leave yourself behind
Beat inside me, leave you blind
My love, you have found peace
You were searching for release

You gave it all into the call
You took a chance and
You took the fall for us

You came thoughtfully
Loved me faithfully
You taught me honor
You did it for me

Tonight you will sleep for good
You will wait for me, my love

Now I am strong, you gave me all
You gave all you had
And now I am home

My love, leave yourself behind
Beat inside me, leave you blind
My love, look what you can do
I am mending, I'll be with you

You took my hand and added a plan
You gave me your heart
I asked you to dance with me

You loved honestly
Did what you could release
Ah, ooh

I know you're pleased to go
I won't relieve this love

Now I am strong, you gave me all
You gave all you had
And now I am home

My love, leave yourself behind
Beat inside me, I'll be with you

Just When You Thought You Were Lost

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She tried to help. She really did. Wondering why the other couldn't get a grasp on themselves and decide. She sat wondering what it would be like to be the other. Struggling for safety and looking for some type of humanity in a world that seemed to be rid of it. Then she glanced, and glanced again, and read the message twice more. Her eyebrows furrowed, she never cried, but if she did, this would be one of those moments. Sadness and frustration fell on her like rain pouring from an all knowing sky. She was in a trance to be relieved from the soaking of the liar. She had stood for the other, she had blanketed the other. She had stupidly pretended like the truth wasn't true even though she new, deep inside that it was. Sadness loves company, and she trashed the other, threw her aside with the lashing of a discarded wrapper of a treat that had already been devoured. Two roses lost in one day, and all because of one step in the opposite direction of a previous decision. Complication struck her world, and she hoped that the other felt what she wanted them to feel. She forgave, but was angry, but more than that was hurt. She felt like she couldn't be trusted with anything any more, and the other was haunted at the loss of another affair. The other was on her own, while she thrived out of the sadness. She was stronger than the other, she was braver, she was better, she was loved. 

Chapter One: 

I heard a bell in the distance, tolling with the unforgettable tune that called us all back into school. I had to go because I couldn't think of anymore excuses for being late and my teacher was bound to get frustrated. I felt bad for that teacher already, she had to teach a bunch of self-centered losers like me that knew almost nothing about anything that had to do with school. I took off with a run not even noticing the landscape or the other bustling students around me. I took five deep breaths at the door to calm myself down before I stepped into the classroom and thudded in my seat before the second toll of the bell rang through my ears. 

I heard the teacher saying something in the background of my thoughts but I decided that being on time was my only gift to her today so instead of paying attention to her banter I pulled out my notebook and wrote to my friend instead. 

++to be continued++

It's Been Said There Is Much Ado About Nothing

Recently, Lately, and Frequently I have been:

• thinking of songs that would play as a soundtrack for a movie about my life. 
• saying different reasons I am worth something.
• getting close to my real friends.
• eating food.
• encountering and experiencing special coincidences that create interesting stories.
• hearing that when you say things people do rational things about what you say.
• finding fun in receiving mail, even if its just from colleges. 
• creating words to write down and edit and rewrite down again more time.
• watching movies that make me want to change my life. 
• realizing just how hard it is to let go of stupidity and dumbness. 
• hoping for different things to change.
• stressing about life. 
• learning to cry. 
• and discovering deeper feelings of love, hate, remorse, regret, joy, happiness, and deeper feeling of feelings in general.

"I could not tell you if I loved you the first moment I saw you, or if is was the second or the third or fourth. But I remember the first moment I looked at you walking toward me and realized that somehow the rest of the world seemed to vanish when I was with you." -- Cassandra Clare

"You are the best! You just made my whole day!"

"The best thing about dreams is that fleeting moment, when you are between asleep and awake, when you don't know the difference between reality and fantasy, when for just that one moment you feel with your entire soul that the dream is reality, and it really happened." -- Oprah Winfrey

"Every Thing Dances."

Half Past Noon or Twelve Hours Right After Midnight and Thirty Minutes

I enjoy the ability to create.
To toss around ideas.
To indulge in the sweet taste of accomplishment and production.
It's great to be human.
Having the ability to feel so deeply and so passionately is such an amazing gift.
To have the feeling that happiness will never end, that there is a eternal ring of gladness and well being.
But also to discover that opposition and bitterness.
In fact I have decided that the sad part of life is the part that is the most important.
We have always heard that you have to experience sadness to know what happiness is like.
Not only do I think that this is very true and a very important observation but I believe something more.

I would want and wish and hope to think that this small insignificant bit of wording is actually something important, though I know it is not.

I would like to think that we can only experience the same amount of happiness as we have experienced sadness. Which means that the people who experienced the most sadness are the ones with the capability to enjoy the most happiness in fact they are the ones with the want and need to experience the most happiness. In the end, they are even the ones who deserve it. The more and more sadness we experience, the more and more happiness we can experience.

Thank you.

Love, Me.

POST 100

I don't really know anything I have decided. Just when I am getting old and almost completing high school I decided that, gosh darn, I just don't really know a thing and about anything.

You know those days when you wake up late because your alarm wasn't set and you check your phone to see the time and then when you see you are going to have no time to get ready you blast out of bed. Then you go into this trance, coma type thing were you blackout for a second and almost fall over, sometimes you so fall over and plop right back into bed. When that happens your brain is yelling and screaming at you to get up and get ready so you won't be late for school. But your body is saying in a soft calm hushed voice... stay, lay a little longer... how important is school anyway? That's when your most important decisions are made... right there. This whole story is kind of how I feel life is right now. Not that I have necessarily woken up late but I have looked at my life and realized what time it is. My prime time. My time to move. Then I jumped into everything to quickly made a long list of goals, of ideas, and of things that I need to do with my life. But now I am getting dizzy, and I am falling backwards, I am slightly blacking out and trying to hold on to something that will keep me standing up from my minor set back. Then I fall... I fall back onto a bed of comfort, a zone where I know I am safe and nothing bad will happen. My head and my heart are telling me to get up and continue my life in the way I want it to be but something is keeping me back, laziness and tiredness are stopping me. So here is where now I need to make my decision. To hike through and stomp through and tread through and push through... or just stop.

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date..."


"In life's winter, find your invincible summer."


“Sun is shining. Weather is sweet. Make you wanna move your dancing feet.”


“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” 


“One swallow does not make a summer,
neither does one fine day;
similarly one day or brief time of happiness 
does not make a person entirely happy.” 


It's summer. And that is all I have to say about that.   


Love. 


The End.

"My Heart Aside"

It is impossible to reverse time. To reverse decisions. To reverse pain. To reverse words. To reverse a murder. To reverse anything...
You can try to make up for it. You can try to mend it to straighten it out to forget it to let it go. But it's impossible to go back to how it was.

I have this pair of old jeans that I love. They are black. One day I found a rip in them and I literally thought I was going to cry. I have, since that time, got new jeans to replace them and I love those jeans now too, but I still have that old pair in my closet. I sewed the hole and even though I probably will never wear them again because it was a crude sewing job I can't throw them away. I can't just get them out of my closet. I mean, who has an attachment to a 10 dollar pair of jeans anyway?

"I'm past the point of no return on so many levels." - Me

Arrietty, And That's All

Me, Yon Soo, Aubrey 

 So, first of all, I captioned my pictures... wow. Second, I love friends... another big surprise because I obviously never say how glad I am I have friends. I had such a great night last night that I had to say how thankful I was for my great friends one more time. Please bear with a run down of a few of my favorite people in this world.

**AUBREY** is a prized gem, she is the perfect person to laugh with because she has probably the greatest laugh I have ever heard and it just makes you laugh more. If you ever hear a funny quote (like on a movie or something) and you want to hear it again, ask Aubrey to repeat it because she is spot on and makes the quote even funnier. She is an amazing singer and an incredible ukelele player. If I could choose five words to describe her I would say... bright, hilarious, benign, ferocious, and hipster. 

Me, Yon Soo 

#YON SOO# is asian first of all which automatically makes her amazing. She is so very stylish, I seriously love everything she wears. Yon Soo is resourceful and smart... if you are ever looking for an example on how to take notes (like for Psychology or something) she is the one to follow. I honestly don't know what I ever did without Yon Soo. As I sit here thinking, I don't exactly remember how we became the close friends we are but I am glad that we are such good friends because she literally changed my life. Yon Soo is also an amazing advise giver, she always knows the right things to say to help you work out situations and make you feel better! I love the way she writes and I love her practicality. Five words for Yon Soo would be... style, sentiment, perspicacious, embrace, and discerning. 

Ree & Tosha

~TOSHA~ is such a true friend. Besides the fact that Tosha is insanely smart she is also a good learner. Tosha plays the piano like a goddess and she can also sing very very very very very well. Tosha became my friend in German class, she is my entertainment for those class periods that just never seem to end. Tosha is also good at advice and she listens to all of my crazy stories which is hard. Tosha is that person who you meet and you just know they are going to be an amazing mom, so caring and wise that you almost even wish she was your mom. My five words for Tosha would be: buddy, harmonious, caring, leader, and super! 


REE (>.<) is kind of intimidating and scary... and least that is what he wants you to think. :) He really is a sweet amazing person when you get to know him well. I've heard a lot of people describe him as a teddy bear and even if it hurts his dignity a little to say it... he is one. He is also a romantic which is really adorable. Ree is a genius in all sorts of subjects including piano playing. I have only heard him play once but he is so amazing. Ree is also one of my German buddies and I am so happy I got to know him this year! Five words for Ree are: brilliance, softie, entertaining, confident, and well... asian. 


In the end, I am grateful for all of these people! I am so glad I met them all this year and I am incredibly glad that they are all going on to such bright futures next year and I want to publicly and slightly awkwardly wish them the best of luck!!! LOVE YOU ALL!!!