7 Things

I blog on Saturday nights a lot. I should probably work on having cooler things to do on the weekends. Oh well.

I haven't made a list in a while, so I thought I might do one tonight. :-)

I started my senior year last week. My senior year. My last year. No more undergraduate institution after this year. What? It's completely shocking and fun and terrifying and exciting and stressful all at once. I've bled orange and blue for the past three years and will for the rest of my life... but after this year it will never be the same.

But I'm trying not to think about all of that. I'm not dwelling on the never ending what am I going to do with my life scenario and I'm trying not to focus on all of the lasts that are approaching. Instead I am thinking about my classes, and my social life and, of course, boys.

I'm not a Miley Cyrus fan, but I'm not a hater either. I did always really like her cute little song 7 Things though, and I've had just the slightest bit of boy drama in my life lately. No details, but I think her list is pretty accurate right now. The grammar in the list is terrible though.

• You're vain
• Your games
• You're insecure
• You love me, you like her
• You make me laugh, you make me cry (this is actually 2 different things Miley)
  
• Your friends are jerks
  
• You make me love you

Love might be a bit strong. The rest is a bit legit. Is it ridiculous that I relate my relationships to songs written about / for / by 15-year-olds? Absolutely. But it could be worse... it could be The Bachelor. ;-)

Otherwise, about my life. Taking some freaking awesome classes this semester that are going to kick my butt. Lots of reading and writing in my future. But, hey, no big deal. Its cool. It's also going to be a semester of impromptu day trips, dinner parties, coffee dates, lunch dates, and Maisonette parties.

Oh and football. Lots of football. :-)


With love,
Shelli