Constantly Influx

I am almost done with my first year of college. I managed to pass by with the help of Momma Kylie scolding me for not doing my homework at EVERY turn. I really don't know how I'm going to manage without her next year, though I completely support her decision to follow her heart. There have been so many things that have changed this year, even since last semester. Some things I've discovered: I am not nearly as perfect as my brain tells me; I can be who I need to be without giving a damn what other people around me think; and I have the greatest group of friends on the planet.
I'm probably not the only one who is having this problem: I think of all of these different scenarios of my life in my head, and in all of them, I know exactly what to say and how to act and, let's face it, in everyone I'm pretty damn perfect. That is most definitely NOT  the case. In the end, I disappoint myself more often than not. Am I saying that I'm lowering my expectations? Not by any means. I am great, and one of these days, I'm going to live up to the crazy standards in my head.
I am crazy, say things without thinking, and, in general, just do whatever I want. In high school, that got me into quite a bit of trouble, I could say (Mostly the whole 'saying whatever I think' thing). I got really tired of trying to watch  myself, and it is so freeing to not have to any more. At such a big university, it is really difficult to care about what Joe Schmoe has to say about you when you will most likely never have class with him or see him on campus. So, I can do outrageous things without having to worry about what everyone else around me is thinking. It's pretty dang great.

One of our "normal" moments

I never thought I would find people as crazy as I am. However, I've discovered that there are. In fact, I'm almost the normal one. I find myself rolling my eyes at my friends so much more often now that I've been blessed with their entertainment. I don't think I'm ever around these people and not laughing my head off. Not that these memories will ever take the place of my best friend, or any of the friends I've kept with me from good ole Clevegas, but I'm glad to have these moments of reprieve from the hectic-ness of university life.
I'm going on the record saying that things are pretty good right now. Things are always changing, but some things will remain the same, like my inability to watch my tongue around, well, everybody. There is always room for improvement and always room for more fun. I can't imagine living with this crazy girl next year. However, I'm going to do it, and I'm looking forward to more good times and more craziness to spread around.