People and Why I LOVE Them...I'm talking about you.

Hey there everybody. It's been a while, hasn't it? Sorry about that. But my world is up and down and all over the place, so blogging really was the last thing on my mind. Do forgive me.

My freshman, and probably only, year of college will be over in a couple of days. Crazy. Sauce. Although I pretty much failed at every academic-related thing this semester at BYU, I would count it as a positive experience. Because of the people. All of the people. I don't know if you all know this, but I find people fascinating. How they behave, what they think, their experiences and stories, what they're afraid of, how they react to things, how they love. People. And every single one of us is different. And I cannot help loving everyone I meet. I don't know how or why I do that, but if I've ever met you I have most certainly been amazed by who you are.

You. Are. Amazing. Everything about you. The way you drink your coffee. How you approach an argument. How much you're willing to spend on a pair of jeans. Your secret favorite word. The one person you would do anything for, and the reason why. How you go outside and notice the sunrise. How you go outside and notice the traffic. The items you've lost and the memories you can't quite remember. What you dreamt last night. How you judge people. How you justify your actions. The number of times you trip over that pile of clothes on your floor before you clean them up. The person you would want your last words to be directed towards. And those are just a few things I've noted about a few people I've met or re-met in the last little while. Do you see now? How fascinating you are out of all the people on this crazy planet?

Now I feel like answering all of those things. So here it goes. I like to savor any drink in a mug. During an argument, I am more likely to adamantly state my opinion over and over rather than counteract the opposition. I would never spend more than $85 on jeans. My secret favorite word will have to remain a secret because it would probably be offensive to most of the people that read this blog. I would do absolutely anything for my sister Hannah because she is literally my favorite person on the planet, and she is the person I love the most. I love sunsets more than sunrises, but both are beautiful. I also like to sit at intersections and watch the cars go by late at night. I lost my favorite toy rabbit when I was about five, I've lost the sheet music for my favorite Debussy sonata, and I've lost a few rather special pairs of earrings. I can't remember what my Granddad Herbert looked like, I can't remember the last name of my elementary school crush, and I can't remember how to find the derivative of a function. Last night I dreamt I was living in England again. I try my hardest not to judge people, but simply understand them. I usually justify my actions by not thinking about the consequences. I don't have a pile of clothes on my floor right now, but i usually takes me about a week. I would want my last words to be for whoever I was in love with at the time. If I wasn't in love with anyone, then my Momma.

And there you go.

Things going on with me right now are finals, moving back home, eating Thai food for five days straight (YUM), learning to appreciate various new TV shows (Archer, anyone?), beginning to miss people I will never see again, beginning to love people I've just gotten to know, freaking out about money, and spending more time away from my apartment than in it.

I love you all. DFTBA.