Soy Chai Latte please

There must be something about a cold day and flannel that makes me want to go to Starbucks.

Being in a bad mood the entire morning, I knew I had to leave my apartment and roommates in order to get school work done. After a good catching-up-conversation with my mom, I walked into the city atmosphere of Starbucks. Indie music playing in the background and studious college students fill the room. I order my first hot drink in forever, a soy chai latte. A drink that I usually would not get. However, it's cold outside and that in itself calls for a sweet hot drink. Switching it up a little, I order it in a house cup instead of a paper one. Getting my computer plugged in and laying my FiveStar notebook in front of me, I am finally ready to get studying. Who knew studying at Starbucks would make my negative attitude into a peaceful and productive one.

Thank you Starbucks, cold weather, flannel, soy chai latte, and Intro to Media Studies for making my day better.

"I love love. I love being in love." -Inches and Falling, The Format

I love sweatshirts. I love sleeping when it's chilly. I love wearing scarves. I love wearing mittens. I love foliage. I love when the leaves blow in the wind. I love bundling up. I love being cold but still being able to feel the warmth of the sun. I love everything about the Fall.

Why is Fall such a short season? Would I like it equally if it was as long as Winter? Or does its' shortness add to my cherishing every moment spent in the season?

I love the season of Fall. I am constantly intentionally wearing jeans, long sleeves, and scarves because I am so desperately wanting it to be cold outside! I wake up, feel the cool breeze in my room, happily dress for cool weather. Immediately in a good mood, I head to class. Yet the moment I step outside of my apartment, it is 70 degrees and sunny. Stubbornly, I do not change in hopes of redirecting the weather. I do not succeed one bit as the weather remains hot the entire day. In spite, with the same wish, I do the same exact thing the next day. This sad routine repeats itself until that one day when the first leaves begin to change and I am on top of the world.

Make-over

As life moves on, I find myself now sitting in my college apartment miles away from camp. Camp was an amazing experience and I can not wait to go back soon. However, I must adjust to life here in Chicago. This coincidentally changes the theme for my Blog. I am unsure what I should do with this page now.

I could sit and write about my life here at school, but I do not think that that would engage your attention. I need something more exciting, something that I look forward to updating. I may be too busy to write on here everyday, but I could try. I was thinking about doing a color blog. Choosing a color for each day and then explaining why my day was that color. Yet, I'm not sure if I could keep up with that.

Another idea I had was to simply write on here whenever I want about whatever I want. I think this is what I will do. Sometimes, all you have to do is write about something to figure out what you really want to do. So, until I have an experience that will spark an idea for a creative blog, I will stick to my plan.

I don't care so much that people follow me, but only that I can have this space to write freely what I want. I almost enjoy the fact that people do not know about my blog so that I can be more open!