This Article Was Written Solely To Fill My Body With Joy, And I Hope It Can Make You Smile

This Article Was Written Solely To Fill My Body With Joy, And I Hope It Can Make You Smile

I'm thankful for all of these memories included in this article.

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I have dealt with some pretty crappy feelings lately, so I decided to look at things that brought me a lot of joy. All of these things are so beautiful to me in their own way.

1.  A Happy Memory With Some Great Stories

This picture alone makes me smile because of how great this trip was. A lot of beautiful things happened. A lot of weird stories came about as well. I love and miss it. Thank you, NYC 2013 Team!

2. Friends Are The Best, I Love Mine A Lot

In every hardship I have faced, my pals have always been there to pick me up. I love them a lot.

3. Ok, Hear Me Out On This Weirdness

Sophomore year, in high school, my pastors were talking about Chacos- the shoes. I thought they were talking about these. It still makes me laugh.

4. The Infamous Egg And Bacon Costume

If there is any outfit or costume per say in this world that can fill my body with a lot of joy, it's this one. Just look at that smile!!

5. People Are Actually Really Great, And I'm Glad I Have Them In My Life

Get people in your life who will love you well and support you no matter what.

6. Yes! Bagging Things Can Bring Me Joy

This was a fun day. All sorts of good things happened, and I'm thankful for it.

7. My Little Fist-Sized Heart Was So Happy In Canada

I love Canada more than anywhere else. Most people think that's weird because of how cold it is, but I don't care. Canada is the best and you SHOULD go.

8. Midwest Sunsets

If you've ever seen a Midwest sunset, you know they can be out of this world. I love them and they make me so happy.

9. Coming Across Random Concerts On The Quad With Cute Boys

Ok, wow. This was a good night. I caught a drumstick, a cute boy smiled at me, and a lot of dancing happened.

10.  Adventures!!!!

I love traveling and exploring. It's like a happy place in a million places for me. I'm ready to travel again.

11. Dabbing With Strangers In Cambodia Will Always Be A Favorite Memory Of Mine

These dudes!! They are the best. They ran after us to take a picture after we failed at photo-bombing. I'm glad I got to meet them and talk for a little bit.

I hope at least one of these made you smile! If not, go look back on some of your own precious memories!

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It's Time To Thank Your First Roommate

Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.
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Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.


Cover Image Credit: Katie Ward

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Quarter's End

Reflection of winter quarter.

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As I walked through UW's quad today, finally liberated of the past impending finals stress, I felt like the college students propagated in films. Book in one hand, hydroflask in the other, I sat on a bench for several hours intently people watching, as clusters formed in large numbers sprawled on the green, waving blades of grass. The laughter poured ceaselessly in an echo chamber of joy, frisbees soaring in the sky and dogs basking in the radiant sun. While at my arrival sparse shade descended upon the cherry blossom trees, flower buds nearing bloom, and as time continued on, the darkness precipitated greater departures.

Several months ago it would have been slightly less pleasant in the same spot, decayed leaves fallen on the ground and chill air warding off the masses. I would have finished my first quarter of college, still completely unfamiliar of my surroundings and fearing the loss of precious time with little progression. I consider those months now to be a fundamental adjustment period to the daunting entity that is college.

With this last winter I have made new memories that have steadily taken the form of a string of polaroids on my wall, products of the experiences I had never encountered prior. The morning of my first snow I opened the curtain of my window to a bed of powdered white on the floor, emergent snowmen, some of which already defaced, meticulously crafted. My excitement for delayed midterms and endless snowball fights slowly dwindled as my overly ecstatic Californian self soon realized that schoolwork accumulated and snow was inherently capable of extreme wetness.

I attended classes that truly stretched my mental sanity in one way or another, struggling through the dynamic processes of electrochemistry and the defining humanism of communications. I grappled comprehending such a range of knowledge, but now have gained perspective of the intersection of the humanities and sciences.

Among the many encounters I have had with heightened emotions, some far too demanding and concentrated, I can genuinely say now with some inner contentment that college is something extraordinary in its makings. There is not a single second of the day that I associate with empty vacancy, as every fleeting moment serves some purpose to me. The few occasions I was able to just laze in my dorm room alone, reenergizing myself for the next task at hand, I exhaled and reflected on how much life could just go on.

With already two quarters completed now, I am going to make a more conscious effort to appreciate all that is college. A simple precursory glance today at a space of UW students jointly relieving themselves in the quad was everything I could have asked for in a school. It was a beautiful jagged agglomeration of the diverse feelings and experiences that take shape on campus, and my only hope is that these four years happen with immense deliberation.

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