Life as I am living it. Day two.

So, this is the official week of finals.  I should be studying my little heart out like a diligent student would be.  However, I am not that person.  I am too busy dwelling on my life here.  I moved out of my home state to come to this university and I live on campus.  I didn't pick my roommate and I knew only a handful of people here.  This is the conclusion of my 9 months here and this is what I have to say about it:

The day I arrived on this campus, I was at-ease.  I wasn't nervous and I didn't have any jitters.  It was something that just felt right at the time.  I was the last roommate to move in and I had help from my then "guy friend."  (I had just started college and I didn't want to say that I had a boyfriend.  So he was just my guy friend).  I walked into my dorm room and met MY roommate, Ashley.  (Our dorms have two suites and a bathroom, 2 roommates per suite).  She was there with her parents who were very gentle people and very welcoming.  All five of us introduced ourselves...Michelle, Ashley, Tason, Karen, and Courtland.  Hi, hello, nice to meet you, how are ya, hi there.

And so my college career began.  I am a different kind of person.  I'm loud, laugh at everything, a complete klutz, I enjoy being in the dark...I don't like bright lights but I have a reason for that, I think we all look slightly better in dim light.  I am a girl who is obsessed with metal and post melodic hardcore music.  I have gauges and the bottom half of my hair is black.  I am a straight forward, no nonsense girl who can take criticism and hand it right back to you.  This is who I am.
I met with the rest of the dorm.  (There are three floors but the 2nd and 3rd floor people are much more social than the 1st...just saying).  Everyone became so close.  This is the best aspect of college in my opinion.  That of the social aspect.  If it were not for these friends, I would have lost my mind.  They have kept me sane.  None other than my very own roommate, Ashley, have been there for me the entire time.

Ash is the kind of person that if you were to meet her, right off you know that she would never hurt a fly.  She always has that "Hi!! I'm Ashley!" smile on her face.  Everyone wants to be her friend because she is the one to always hand out compliments and give a shoulder to cry on if you need it.  She's the reliable one, the sweet one, the friendly one...the innocent one.  Pair her with me, and people wonder how we got along so well.  She introduced me to the world as Ash sees it.  It's full of peeps, soppy, cute music, candy and popsicles, the Utah Utes, close-knit families, faith, humility, pure honesty, and just adorableness.  This is Ashley.  We became the closest of friends.  One was never without the other.  I cannot tell you an honest number of how many times we have pulled all nighters together (which is when you stay awake ALL NIGHT and then ALL DAY the next day).  The number is definitely over 30 but this is just my guesstimate.  We shout random things out of our window, we vacuum at 4am, we pushed our 8ft tall beds together to make a king bed, we get in trouble for making too much noise, we bought hamsters...and a kitten, we take drives up the canyon in the middle of the night, late night Denny's trips were a part of our lives.  There is just SO MUCH to our lives here.  None of this would have been fun without her.  Understand that she is the sister I couldn't have.  (I have a sister but she left my life when i was 10-years-old).  I only have three days left with this amazing person and she has made a life-long impact on me.  I am changed for the better.  We both fell right into depression this year and we both came out of it.  I would be able to talk about her for days but I understand that you, as my reader, would tire of this. 

So, as I wrap up my story, my second day of blogging, the second day of tracking my life, I would like to say that I am a changed person.  From the moment I graduated high school, to the moment I leave this campus forever, I became someone new.  I will never forget all the memories I had here.  Not one.  Simply because they are all so memorable and fantastic.  I only wish that everyone else's college career had been so blissful.