• This is our last week of classes..meaning next week is finals..meaning school is almost done for the year
  • I’M HALFWAY DONE WITH COLLEGE. weird weird weird weird weird.
  • I’m also 20 something days away from spending 13 weeks at camp. amen to that.
  • We saw Matt Hires and Needtobreathe at Sloss Furnace this weekend…GREAT show, crazy cool venue, and a bunch of my close friends…it just doesn’t get much better than that
  • We’re also seeing Goo Goo Dolls, Sister Hazel, and Rocket Summer tomorrow…I guess its just a good week for good concerts
  • We are wicked but God is good.  All of the time.
  • I miss my family.  And I am very very sad that I will only have 2 or 3 days with them this summer.
  • I don’t think I’m ready to leave Auburn for three months.
  • But I don’t think I could be more ready to be at camp for 13 weeks.
  • Frozen yogurt may actually be the very best thing ever invented.
  • Close seconds however are sweatpants and peanut butter.
  • I miss Keila Christine Lorenc.  A lot.
  • I am legitimately sad to spend the summer without seeing my favorite Starbucks barrista, Miss Karen, everyday.
  • I have to go to class now..

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  1. so here’s the deal:

    i miss you more.

    remember when we met at music camp!? and then we spent seven years of our lives being a very strange version of best friends… and then here we are. halfway done with college. what the heck? life is so weird. ok i’m starting to write a whole blog on this comment.

    but thanks for missing me. i miss you too.

    also thanks for loving peanut butter and sweatpants. i love those things too.

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