When My Mind Wanders

When My Mind Wanders

A friendly smile through anonymous strangers

I remember the emotions of everything I was put through, the good and the bad

It is so much fun to remember family and how you came into this world

The joy of family coming together, their noses flaring when they smell the authentic food aunts and uncles create. The joy of seeing someone again after so long, the joy of being in love with each other so much that sometimes not seeing someone for a certain amount of time does not even matter in their eyes and soul.

My grandmothers and grandfathers eyes every time they greeted me, filled with so much love it was always a harder goodbye and an easy hello.

Cousins joking around and filling every room with personalities that are worth bragging about

Adolescents like me, speaking through the heart of passions they wish to fulfill in the future, in hopes of changing lives

Babies that make your heart melt

A friendly smile through anonymous strangers

A random compliment by someone who you admire

When you finally pass that test you have been studying weeks for, the feeling of a major accomplishment is always worth remembering

Don’t you wish it was possible to only remember the great parts? But if this was remembered we would forget about the things that really shaped us, the not so easy parts.

When my mind wanders I think of so many different things, things I cannot even mention.

The intensity of the cries of people I know and once knew

Their peach colored faces so burnt with exhaustion of sadness and heartbreak

The anger towards people who talked bad about me, how my mind felt so emotions, could have said so many hurtful things but my breath stayed silent

The nightmares that happen when my body is asleep but my mind is awake

The feelings of heartache after a fight with a loved one

The feeling of betrayal over someone you once trusted

The anxious feeling you get when you meet someone and talk to someone new

The loneliness you feel even when you are surrounded by people

The loneliness you feel even when you are alone

The relief of getting out of something you knew was bad for you

The times that are harder to remember are things we all try to suppress

Do not give in to negative peer pressure because you never know how it will change your life

When my mind waders, I feel alive

I feel alive because if nothing in my life ever happened if my mind constantly did not remind me of things I need to remember

I would just be surviving

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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.

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.

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The west coast is a different world.


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One main difference was the pace. On the east coast, everyone was fast pace and quick. There was a time to do something and a schedule for everything. My parents were always on the move, rushing around to be somewhere. But in Cali, it seemed like no one had anywhere to be. Everyone just flowed— there was no time slot for anything, but things still got done. Everything seemed like it was in slow motion. In California, they were slow paced compared to the east coast, and it was nice to slow down and take time to enjoy the little things.

Even the way people interacted and talked to each other was more relaxed. Their words were more drawn out. They took the time to have small talk and mean it. Everyone was more laid back and calmer. It was weird seeing strangers being so nice and helpful.

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