school.

I genuinely believe that I am and will always be a student at heart.
Ever since I can remember I have counted down the days until the end of August approached. The end of August means Fall. It means new beginnings. It means school supplies.

Fall is my favorite season. I mean, who doesn't love Spring and Summer, right? But Fall, that's where the magic happens. And not just because my birthday is in September, although that is extremely imprtant as well. An East-coast Fall is one of the most beautiful things you can be enveloped in. The multiple shades of red, orange, and yellow trees bring warmth to a person's soul. Watching and listening to thunderstorms in the late afternoon and evening always make me feel nostalgic and cozy. And as a girl, I must point out, the gradual drop in temperature makes need for the best clothing options out there. There is just something majestic about the feeling fall brings. Remind me why I moved to Hawaii?....I can't seem to remember. The only thing in my head are September's flaming trees alongside country roads.

I can never help but picture my years in the schoolyear format. A "year" to me is from one August to the next. Maybe that's just because the last 15 years of my life have been spent attending school full-time, but I hope that once I'm all growed up and have a real job and what not that I will still think of it that way. Screw January-January years. Woah, let's avoid that tangent. Because of my school-centered life, to me August means the fresh start I've been wanting for months. It means a new niche of friends, new classes and teachers to learn from, and new opportunities ahead [mostly with age progression]. New biginnings are my favorite.

Alright, was I the only kid who got an insanely strange sense of pleasure from buying school supplies? It was legitimately my favorite thing about school, which is saying a lot. I love love love school. I need routine and consistency, and having to be in school at 7:30am Monday-Friday certainly provided that. I loved learning and studying so that I could feel accomplished and like I had done something great that day. Tests were phenomenal. There are few things I love more than being handed a test, looking at it, and then thinking "Cake." But all of these things paled in comparison to how much I loved and still love buying school supplies! I secretly think that's a huge part of my desire to become a teacher. I will have the need to buy school supplies ALL THE TIME. What a beautiful thing that would be.


I feel like things are going by too quickly and incorrectly.
I live in a place that has two seasons: gorgeous sunny paradise and endless cold rain. Hello, incorporating Fall clothing is not an easy feat.
I'm going to be a junior in college in aproximately one month and I don't have a clue what I want to major in. I'm declared as English Education and Theater but will that just make me content or genuinely happy?
Most importantly, I have absolutely no idea what is going to happen in my life starting around Decemeber. Fall semester will be over and I don't think I'll be calling Oahu home after that.
Having no plan freaks me out.