And might I add, eat milkshakes daily and make quiche at midnight.

How to be an artist:
Stay loose. learn to watch snails.
plant impossible gardens. invite
someone dangerous to tea. Make
little signs that say yes! and post
them all over your house. make friends
with freedom and uncertainty. Look forward
to dreams. cry during movies. swing
as high as you can on a swingset,
by moonlight. cultivate moods. refuse
to "be responsible." Do it for love.
Take lots of naps. Give money away.
Do it now. The money will follow.
Believe in magic. Laugh a lot.
Celebrate every gorgeous moment.
Take moonbaths. Have wild
imaginings, transformative dreams,
and perfect calm. Draw on the walls.
read everyday. Imagine yourself
magic. Giggle with children. Listen
to old people. Open up. Dive in. Be free.
Bless yourself. Drive away fear.
Play with everything. Entertain
your inner child. You are innocent.
Build a fort with blankets. Get wet.
Hug trees.
Write love letters.

This side of paradise

Last night epitomized freshman year to me:

I went on a date with a really great guy
BUT
he has his mission call
AND
he doesn't have a car
SO
I drove
AND
we went to wendys.

seriously it was really fun though. I love being a freshman :)