I can't even...

I have started this post around 6 times now.
At first I couldn't let myself even think of publishing a farewell freshman year because I was in denial about it all ending.
Now that the goodbyes have been said my heart has been ripped out crushed beneath the cruel foot of bitter endings and I have shed enough tears to end a summers drought I began to try and write.
Nothing I write feels good enough. It doesn't matter how many times I rearrange the 26 letters in the English alphabet. Words just don't do the trick to explain the love I have for the people I have met and the place I lived for the last 10 months. No picture can accurately describe the degree to which I loved my freshman year of college.
I can't even.

We all take different paths in life but no matter where we go we take a little of each other everywhere.

I'll be taking a little bit of these 10 girls with me for the rest of my life.

The classic Nicole and Megan hair flip photo :)

 Picture overload but hey I could have happily put all 700 and honestly freshman year deserves many more pictures. xoxo to the last year of aggie goodness!

Library Living

It's finals week. The library is open until 1 am. Weird things start to happen when you spend hours speaking in hushed tones surrounded by rows of books that no one ever opens (hashtag the internet).
Things I have learned the last few days on the 2nd floor.
1. Things are funnier in the "quiet study area"
2. We aren't very good at being quiet and I'm pretty sure everyone in this area hates us.
3. Headphone dance parties in the bookshelves of the basement (learned nothing but had such a great time it needed to be included on the list)
4. If you aren't careful you may find that you can consume a large amount of candy, cafe brownies and any other edible items retrieved from the depths of everyone's backpacks.
5. The time to things accomplished ratio is is skewed depressingly far left... or right... which ever way shows that you didn't get enough done for the amount of time you spend staring at your computer screen.
6. Studying with other people is much more fun but not necessarily a good choice. However, the memories are totally worth the lack of sleep. Love my aggies!

Kira looking F I N E

Not so quality photo from my phone with a filter to try and make it look better.
Love and Hate these Library nights!!!!

tattoos on this town

It sure left its mark on us, we sure left out mark on it

We let the world know we were here with everything we did

We laid a lot of memories down, like tattoos on this town

Like tattoos on this town

Let's not talk about how the semester is ending. I'm not ready to write that post yet. Instead let's take a moment to acknowledge how cool Logan, Utah is! They call this place the concrete jungle. I enjoyed a beautiful Saturday morning with two wonderful gals vandalizing and ignoring all the school work waiting for us back at the bottom.

Picture overload but I don't even care because I loved this place. (photo credit: Nicole Tucker)

today I was an animal lover

Fun friends and furry B A B Y  A N I M A L S made for a fantastic day.
We did not get to hold the baby bears and I am pretty upset about that, I really am. However, I did pet a whole plethora of farm animals. I'm not a pet person but I acknowledge the cuteness of God's creations and I dig things like baby animals days for giving me the opportunity to enjoy them.
Let's face it.. Everything is cuter when it is a baby!

 BABY TURTLES

We stopped by the ever so delicious Crepery on our way home. It is a must experience if you ever find yourself in Logan. Love, love, love that place.

My roommate pointed out to me today that we only had one month left until the semester was over. I seriously can't wrap my mind around that fact. Time to squeeze in as many experiences as I can into these last few weeks- oh and accomplish the tremendous amount of school work on my to do list. I may be really busy, stressed and slightly overwhelmed but I sure am happy today.

classy

Black and White Jazz Night

Finger foods, elegant attire and jiggedy jazz music.

There seems to be endless amounts of new fun things to experience when you are an Aggie.