better things
I’m gonna take a stereotypical college gurl moment here and say

I feel cool
Not like a regular cool but a COOL cool B)
Because of the amount of people contacting me in various ways asking if my house will be throwing a New Year’s Eve party.
Like. We throw cool parties at which people actually have a good time.
Much house. Very college. Such queer. WOW!

They predicted accumulations at less than an inch… WE GOT MUCH MORE.

(Neville really did enjoy his first snow, contrary to the pissed look on his face.)

iheartsharks13:

ED SHEERAN!!!

iheartsharks13:

ED SHEERAN!!!

loveistheonlyart:

i feel like a little kid on christmas eve - cannot wait to be back to my beautiful home tomorrow!!!!

I love living here. ^_^

I’m halfway through my junior year of college

I went from having a 1.something GPA freshman year and have stuck with a 2.something GPA ever since. This used to bother me a lot, and after this semester, my GPA has gone down a tiny bit. But for the first time ever, I’m really not bothered by it.

It’s taken a lot (I can thank my wonderful girlfriend for a lot of this) for me to finally realize that… it’s just a number. When it comes to my character and talents and even many measures of intelligence, my GPA does not define me. I’m still a kind, smart, optimistic, creative, loving, GOOD person. No weighted grade points or bold black letters and percentages can change that.

I was upset for a bit because I got a C in a class that I REALLY loved and worked super hard in (Poetry Writing) and I was really banking on doing well despite it being a difficult and harshly graded class. But then I remembered: it was a class that I REALLY LOVED AND WORKED HARD IN and out of which I got SO much valuable knowledge and skills that are important to ME, as well as wonderful new friends and an unexpected comfortable environment dubbed as my “poetry family”. It was a fantastic experience and I wouldn’t trade what I learned for any amount of A’s.

You see, for me, the greater part about being at this wonderful university is not so much the $100,000 piece of paper showing that I can procrastinate on papers and regurgitate information, only to forget it days later; no no. Granted that’s apparently my ticket to “making it” in life… but honestly, that’s not what’s keeping me going anymore. This time at university is about me: my array of experiences, my knowledge gained, and the many incredible opportunities for ME to take advantage of that can really only be found somewhere like this. When I spend time thinking about academic material on my own and enjoy discussing it with others/putting in effort into its work and feel like I’ve learned something of worth by its end… that’s when I know a class was really worth it. (That’s why I changed my major to English; so I could have more of a choice as to what I WANTED to learn about, because that’s where my passions lie and therefore where I’m more likely to excel, because that’s just how my poor, odd-method-of-functioning brain works.)

For those of you that don’t know me well/have bothered to read down this far… conventionality has never really been my thing anyway. I’m finally gonna let myself act how I feel is right. Which is exactly how it should be.

blisslovehappiness:

Happy National Coming Out day!!! (: (Taken with Instagram)

blisslovehappiness:

Happy National Coming Out day!!! (: (Taken with Instagram)

loveistheonlyart:

thebiggeryoudreamthebetter:

Day 4: School #octoberchallenge (Taken with Instagram at South Green #udel)

i still can’t believe that i go to this school, it’s so beautiful :)

loveistheonlyart:

thebiggeryoudreamthebetter:

Day 4: School #octoberchallenge (Taken with Instagram at South Green #udel)

i still can’t believe that i go to this school, it’s so beautiful :)

Although it feels like the Fall 2012 season with the UDMB has just begun, we’re already 3 home games in, ending this past Saturday with one of my most favorite days of the year: Band Day! It’s the one day a year that we’re joined by countless local high school marching bands for one epic combined halftime performance. It’s an AMAZING time; I still remember the first time I went to Band Day when I was in high school, which inspired me to join the UDMB so very long ago.

So I did indeed get to see my high school marching band, and felt exceptionally old when I realized that, entering my third year at UD, I didn’t know anywhere near as many of the high school kids anymore (although many of them knew me. *smirk*) But the younger ones showed plenty of promise for the future of the band, and I hope to see some of them marching as Blue Hens one day.

theboojisintreble:

lesliegrignon:

PHOTO FRIDAY: How beautiful is our campus?

My favorite parts of campus <3 

"Be a part of something bigger than yourself"