10.29.12: Stranded.

It sounded like an ocean outside my window. My blinds were closed but I couldn’t bring myself to open them. The wind whipped and tore at my building. Our power was still working. My Internet and cable held strong as well. Almost every television station had coverage on Sandy but I couldn’t watch any of those. I looked for a channel, any channel, that wasn’t covering the storm. I tried to keep myself occupied. I watched a self-created Gossip Girl marathon. I probably ate about three times my body weight in food. I even colored in my princess coloring book. Fire truck and police sirens echoed in my ears and their lights flashed through my blinds. My roommates and I were going insane. We were bored.  We were stuck. Our college administrators told us that we weren’t allowed to leave our rooms but it's not like we were planning on going anywhere, anyway. 

10.18.12: Jonathan

        The footsteps were getting closer and closer. I sighed. 

        "I've acknowledged your presence, Jonathan. Don't come any closer." His footsteps continued. I counted down in my head. Five, four, three, two...and one. His arms flew out from somewhere behind me and latched around my neck. I sighed again.

         "Jonathan. We go through this everyday. How is it that you're a year older than I am and still manage to act like a child more than half of the time?" He chuckled. 

          "Ah, but on the contrary...All I'm doing is seeing the fun in life. Try it sometime. And besides, you're the one who still watches Disney movies." I swatted at him but he dodged it. 

          "Ah, but on the contrary my dear Jonathan..." Shoot. I didn't have words to finish the sentence. He flashed a smile in my direction because he knew that he had won that round. 

          "Check. Mate. I win. And need I remind you that you aren't allowed to hit your best friend?" I rolled my eyes at him.

          "Need I remind you to not be annoying?" 

          "Shush, child. You need me." He had a point...But of course that didn't stop me from countering his statement with a statement of my own laced with vitriolic sarcasm.

          "Oh, you are so right. I just need you. All. The. Time. Whatever would I do without you? God forbid it never happens!" I threw my hands in the air, pretending to pray to God in the heavens above. He folded his arms over his chest. 

          "Are you done now?" God forbid he took what he gave out. I winked at him.

          "Check and mate, Jonathan." He chuckled and his smile reached his eyes.

          "Fair enough. Will you be working today?" 

          "I sure hope so. Put a good word in for me?"

          "Obviously. Not that I need to. Everyone loves you at work. You're guaranteed my spot when I choose to give it up."

          "Yes but is that because I've been chosen or because you're biased?"

          "Both...Mostly because I'm biased."

          "Jon," I whined, " I want to get this by myself. I appreciate it but I don't want your help." 

          "I'm only kidding. You've earned it." I nodded at him.

          "Eh, I've just had a good teacher." He widened his eyes in fake astonishment.

          "Do my ears deceive me? Was that a...a compliment!?" I rolled my eyes.

          "Yeah, it was. Don't get used to it." 

          "Oh, I would never dream of it. I don't take you for granted." And even though he was being sarcastic, I knew there was an underlying truth to his words and just then, I felt a calm surround me. I smiled at him and I knew that he knew that I wouldn't take him for granted either. 

10.14.12: Sara

          I don't think that I've ever met someone so much like myself before in my life. Sara and I shared a connection. We basically shared the same mind. We were the same person in two different bodies. She would finish my sentences and I would finish hers. If I had a bad day, she would have the ice cream ready before I got to her house and vice versa. I remember how I met Sara and I never expected to be so close to her. She was one of my friends' roommates. She played soccer and I played lacrosse. Our teams didn't hate each other but they weren't exactly for each other either. We made it work. We were fast friends and best friend instantly after that. We grounded each other and never left each others side...until now.
          Sara wasn't from around here. And by here, I mean New York. Actually, if we're being honest, I'm not exactly from "here" either. I'm a Jersey girl...but Jersey is a hell of a lot closer than Texas.
         As much as Sara loved her friends and everyone that she had met, she couldn't shake the feeling that this city just wasn't for her. Eventually, the feeling got too overwhelming and she gave into it. She went back to Texas. Every single day, I miss my best friend more than you could ever imagine. I still buy our favorite ice cream every bad day and still call her for a vent sesh every once in a while. I'm not mad at her. I could never be mad at her for doing what's going to make her happy.

10.11.12: Notes and Perspectives

Hey everyone! It's midterms week (its actually been about three weeks...-.-) so I sincerely apologize if this post isn't up to my regular standards and not what you were expecting of my writing...I just wanted to get a new post up so you weren't looking at the same 10 posts. I'll try and write a lot more once I finish all of my tests. Thank you!

        I miss home. I miss home a lot and I miss home often. They told me that I needed to grow up, though, so I packed my bags and went to college like the good daughter that I trying to be. My freshman year flew by and had its fair share of ups and downs with the downs being much more prominent than the ups…but I learned a lot, too. They told me that I had changed when I came back home but honestly, all I really did was learn how to grow up. I took their advice, followed their lead, and made it on my own.

            Now it’s my sophomore year and I’m learning a whole new lesson that I didn’t think I’d have to learn for a while. They say when you fall in love, you just know…and I think that they’re right. I never believed it to be true but now I do. He’s changed my mind because he’s the reason that I am the way that I am.

            I’ve never met anyone like him before and I think that’s why I was drawn to him so fast and so easily. He was nothing short of amazing and he was all mine. I thanked God that I had gotten so lucky.

            He changed my outlook on life and he was my support system. His attitude was always positive and I wanted nothing more than to be just like him. I wanted to see life through his eyes so that’s what I did. I took his perspective and made it mine. 

            Because of him, everything I do now is done with my whole heart and I know that if I fail, he’ll be right next to me cheering anyway. He has faith in me and I had never had that before. And with him, I have trust.

            But I never told him any of that. I don’t think that he’s ready to know. I think that when you love someone, you have to be careful with him or her. You can’t push them and you can’t rush them. Love is like a song; you can’t just throw notes on a page and expect to hear music. You have to carefully construct each note to make something beautiful.