day six is for skype.

Today’s happy moment is one that I’ve had planned for a few days. I had a Skype date with one of my best college friends Abigail. She was a fellow English major and a roommate for two years, and now she’s a fancy law student at OU. Big time, right?

We had to take this screenshot like six times because one of us kept looking blurry or confused. I like this one, though. It’s cute – we’re both smiling and laughing, so I think that’s pretty much all we were asking for at that point.

It was really refreshing to get to talk to her again today. We really hadn’t talked much in the past six months or so, because, well, I didn’t really talk to anyone in the past six months or so. But for as long as I can remember in college, we’ve been friends. We met freshman year when we had Spanish together, and I invited her to come to a “college party” – aka a party at my parents’ house where college freshmen were in attendance, whoooo – and we’ve been friends ever since. Apparently I made her feel really cool (I know, right? You’re not the only one scratching your head on that one, since she’s made of awesome and I’m made of weird), and she hasn’t stopped making me feel cool since then.

She’s pretty much always been there for me, to be excited about things that I was excited about and to be there for me when things were crushing. She’s probably going to be embarrassed when she reads this because she’s so modest, but she really is one of the most balanced, thoughtful, responsible and best people I know.

I had coffee later this afternoon with one of my other college friends who also, incidentally, happens to be a fancy law student at OU, AJ. I didn’t take a picture of him, though. I thought that might have weirded him out since he didn’t know about my blog. Maybe he does. Who knows? Anyway. Getting to see him and do some catch-up and getting advice was fantastic. Love that kid. When you see him run for office, vote for him.

One thing I’ve been thinking about a lot lately is what it means to be an adult. I’m twenty-two, and I’ll be twenty-three in May, so it’s probably time for me to start thinking about these kinds of things. At least, to the point where I am making decisions about what to do with my life. And that’s scary. Like my dad said the other night, making any big life transition is hard and really scary, and the best thing you can do is try to be the best person you can be while you’re doing it.

I think one big revelation I’ve come to over the past few days is that being an adult is not a lockdown situation. There are no real rules. Well, that’s not true. There are lots of rules and I’m pretty sure they call them laws. But as long as you live by those, there aren’t any cut-and-dried rules for how you think and act. And that means you can define being an adult however you want. You can fill the apartment with playpen balls if you want.

Not that I’m planning on filling my house with playpen balls anytime soon, but if I wanted to, I could. Being an adult means learning how to be happy with where you are and doing the best you can with what you have. It doesn’t mean trying to be serious all of the time. In fact, so much of adult time is spent being serious, why would you want to be serious when you don’t have to? I think this is my new life philosophy.

Be serious when you have to, but otherwise have as much fun as possible.

I like it.

Now, off to the first night of drama tv after hiatus! This is the second-most-exciting tv day for me, after the start of fall shows in September. Judge me. Gonna watch some Grey’s Anatomy and it’s gonna be great.


day 5: red hair

I’m not really sure what to write about today. I don’t think that’s a good sign – having a blogging crisis five days into a three-hundred-and-sixty-five post project.

I’m going to be totally real with you here. I was planning on today’s happiness moment being that I dyed my hair. Which I did. Actually, I’m sitting in the floor with my hair in a dye cap right now, letting the color set. And because it’s 10:30 at night, I don’t want to wait around for the dye to set, shower, let it sit for an hour with conditioner on it, then blow dry it and take a picture in time for this post. I don’t know if I even have time for that tonight. I mean, in time to make it by midnight.

So I’ll post a picture tomorrow, but I feel like I should have something for today.

It’s definitely been an interesting day. I woke up late, went to an appointment, went to the mall, just ran general errands, stopped by James and Rebekah and Desmond’s, had coffee with my mom, and now I’m dyeing my hair. A day of a lot of things outside the house, which is what I’m generally shooting for.

And I know tomorrow’s going to be a good day, because I have a couple of things planned. I was hoping to go geocaching, but I have a few other things to take care of regarding this semester, so that may have to wait until my next day off. Too bad, because the weather’s been really nice, too.

Okay, it’s 11:09 now and I just took a shower and washed the dye out of my hair. And this is going to be a two-day happiness moment, because my hair is RED. Like. RED. I liken it to this:

Oh. Hey. Girl.

Okay, I lied again, I took a picture of it and I don’t hate it.

I mean, I don’t have any product or anything in it, so it’s not as shiny as it should be, but…I love it. I’ll try to get a picture in the actual daylight tomorrow so you can see how fierce it really is.

Red hair! Happy!

day 3: the return of television

Okay, so, I promise not everything that makes me happy is something I can watch. Or maybe it is, since that’s all I’ve seemed to post about lately. I have some fun things planned for the next few days that actually require me to go out into the world, though, so that’s going to be good.

Tonight was the first night of television coming back after the hiatus, which is pretty exciting for me. I watched Castle, my favorite “new” show (it’s been on air for a while but I just started watching it this year), and I have to catch up with Pretty Little Liars and Greek sometime later this week (I have a few days off, so I’m not worried, if that’s even the right word).

Television has been something I’ve really gotten into in college. I’m not really sure why – my freshman year I got really into Grey’s Anatomy and Lost, both of which I still watch like nobody’s business. Well, I mean, Lost is over now, but I just don’t really like to acknowledge that fact. I think it has something to do with learning about character development, good writing, what’s interesting, that kind of thing. Since I’ve gotten a lot more into writing in college, too, I think that makes sense.

The next two weeks are going to be an exciting time – all of my favorite shows are going to be bringing their A-games with the return from hiatus.

I do watch a lot of television, but here’s the situation: it’s not as much of a commitment as it could be, simply because I rarely watch shows when they actually air. And when I do watch them on Hulu or another site, I’m usually doing something else, like cleaning, doing busy work homework, or something like that. So while I do watch a lot of shows, it’s not like I block out an obscene number of hours from each evening to do so.

But make no mistake – I have an excellent memory for detail, especially for shows. I may not remember everything, but I can tell exactly what happened to who and when it happened and what the ramifications were for everyone involved. If it’s unimportant, I will know it. I was watching some back episodes of Lost with some people a few weeks ago, and they were like, “Girl, why do you know everything about this episode from one of the early seasons?” I don’t even know how I knew everything that I did – character names, random plot information, even the episode title. Episode title! Who knows those?!

Oh well. I think it also makes a difference that while I do watch a lot of shows, a lot of my friends watch the same shows, and then we can discuss them later. Which we often do, in detail. So watching television is a lot more social for me than I think a lot of people assume.

I just wrote a really long blog about television. So. Sorry if that’s not something you’re interested in, but today, watching Castle made me really, really happy. Cop shows are apparently my thing this year – I’ve never really watched them, but now I’m really into cop/crime shows. I’m fine with it. It’s good for working on plot twists and making sure things are actually somewhat believable. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

I need to go. Over there.