We are young

"Tonight we are young

So let's set the world on fire

We can burn brighter than the sun"

You only live once.  Live it right.

Always,

L.A.

Who?

                              

"Who except God can give you peace?
Has the world ever been able to satisfy the heart?"
-St. Gerard Majella


That quote offers some food for thought this beautiful Thursday night.  I hope you have an amazing time tonight as I hope to have as I head to the Hunger Games midnight premier.  I'm crossing my fingers they at least hold a candle to the books!
Always,
L.A.


                                      photo courtesy of http://www.irishviews.com/sky3.jpg

*Cue random dance party

          "I wasn't looking for this, But now you're in my way."


I tried resisting liking this song, but I just can't do it anymore. So here it is, the song that I cannot stop listening to.  No matter how bad my day's been, this song never fails to put me in an amazing mood. (or make me want to dance around the room like an idiot)  I hope that your day will be a little better as well after a quick listen.

Always,
L.A.



WARNING:
Listening to "Call Me Maybe" may lead to random, uncontrollable singing and dancing.

One of those great things...

Do you know what I've come to see as one of the greatest things in the world lately??

       Being content.

I am being completely honest when I say it is the best. thing. ever.

That's not to say I wanna be doing what I'm doing for the rest of my life.  But I am beyond content right now.

      I am so happy right now.

For the first time since I've been here, I love my school.  I have the greatest friends in the world.  On top of my already amazing friends from high school, I've finally met people here who want the same things outta life.  My classes (minus chemistry) are going really well.  My faith is stronger than ever.  And I'm happily single for once in my life. (although there is this one guy...)

I am honestly blown away by how amazing this feeling is.  I guess what they say is true.

      The happiest people don't have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything.

I hope you keep that in mind as you start out this spring.  It honestly makes all the difference.

Always,

L.A.

To be pursued... a letter to my future husband

Dear my husband-to-be,

When the time is right, please pursue me.  Genuinely pursue me.  I promise I'll love you forever for it.

Always yours,
me

Smile

                             

“Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love,
a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.”
― Mother Teresa


I dream of living in a world where it's common courtesy for everyone to at least smile at the random people they pass on the street and through out their day.
Smile at a stranger today.
No matter how crowded the streets are.
No matter what mood you're in. 
You never know when that one smile will make all the difference.


Always,
L.A.
                                             photo courtesy of http://www.embarq.org/en/solution/walking

Him

I am boy-crazy.

There, I said it.

Now before you jump to any conclusions, think about how I just phrased that.  Boy-crazy.  What kind of freshman in college would say that?  It just sounds so....juvenile? naive? And, dare I say, lame?

I don't think those words accurately explain my relationship with guys, but let's just get one thing straight.  I'm not the most experienced when it comes to dating. (or experienced at all for that matter.) And I'm okay with that. (most of the time.)

I love being young, single, and free. (most of the time.)

I do have those moments of loneliness.  Those days I'm walking to class and I wish someone was holding my hand.  Those afternoons I want someone to laugh with me when I do something completely ridiculous the way only I can.  Those nights I just want someone to stay in and watch movies with me.

But I have patience. (or at least I try to.)

I don't want to be with just anyone just anyone.  I want to be with him.  I'm waiting for the guy I'll marry someday.  My husband-to-be.

Not to say he'll be the first guy I'll share a part of me with, but I want him to be the first guy I share all of me with.

I've always been a romantic of sorts.  Unable to look at almost everything without putting a rosy tint over it.  The eternal optimist.  The hopeful one.  The dreamer.  And so being the person I am, I often think of the man I'll share my life with. (it's so weird to think that right now as I'm writing this he's out there. somewhere.)  I wonder what he's doing right now.  Is he enjoying a lazy moment this St. Patty's day as I am?

I'm contemplating blogging letters (love letters?) to my mystery man.  I think I will.  But I worry that he'll see them before I'm ready for him to.  Somehow stumble across this one blog out of the millions out there.  That although my name's not on this blog, he'll see the picture of the author and know.

I think the risk's worth it.  Because someday (who knows how many years down the road) I want him to know.  I want him to know that before I could pick his face out of a crowd, before I could recognize his easy laugh without thinking, I was waiting for him.

Always,

L.A.