My legs are ombre.
They’re pale on top, medium-shade at the knee, and dark at the bottom. And then I have a sexy ankle sock tan. #aeriereal
Besides my tan lines signaling the start of summer, the end of spring semester also signals the bittersweet time when everyone in college parts and goes their separate ways for a few months (or longer if you’re a senior or if you’re studying abroad like I am).
I am so grateful to be spending this week in Boston with my friends without any studying required of us. Rachel and I have checked off a few food bucket list places, the sun has been shining, and I’ve been SLEEPING. Oh, sweet sleep.
On Monday, Rachel and I walked over to Jugos in the morning for acai bowls (from our bucket list). I felt so Californian and trendy.
growing their own wheatgrass of course
“Sao Paolo” for Rachel + “Los Verdes” for me
In my hipster-wannabe pride, it pains me to say that acai bowls do indeed live up to the hype. They were fantastic. BUT I do feel like I could make them at home. They’re pricey, but we were very full for a while after these, and it was lovely to have something so fresh.
We enjoyed a leisurely walk back to campus since it was such a gorgeous day and it wasn’t like we had any studying to do (!!!).
Monday night involved going to a fancy playground with friends, ungodly amounts of white cheddar popcorn, chocolate pudding eaten with a plastic knife, and Psych.
Tuesday included another bucket list place— Emack & Bolio’s for their cereal cone (basically a rice krispie treat wrapped around the cone). The cereal cone was a cool concept, but Rachel and I agreed that the ice cream was just average. But it was still ice cream, which is delicious, and I thought the cone was good!
“beantown crunch” with a cocoa pebbles cereal cone for Rachel + maple walnut with a rice krispie cereal cone for me
Followed by hours of girl talk.
Yesterday I helped my brother move out of his apartment, ate lunch with him and my mom, played outside for a bit (perfect weather), and helped cook a dinner at the Catholic Center for the graduating seniors (and they let me join in on the feast!).
As with all my previous semesters here (I, II, III) at college, I have learned many lessons— some beautiful, some painful, all gifts.
I don’t have to go to the gym most days of the week, and I’ll be okay. I can still stay active and do challenging things without a gym.
Working out with friends outside might be one of my favorite things.
We cannot attach ourselves to people. We can only attach ourselves to God. (via my friend Rachel via our friend Sarah)
Pride is probably my biggest vice and the root of all my internal struggles.
Social media can be pretty toxic for me. I need to take regular breaks from it.
I am an abstainer, not a moderator.
I don’t need to eat as much protein as I thought, and I feel best with a more carb-heavy diet.
I cannot be complacent with my faith. I need to address my doubts, as little as they may be, and actively seek truth. (appreciate Julia’s honesty on this topic)
It is so painful to see good friends move away, but God has a beautiful plan for each of us and we need to trust Him.
Walking is such an amazing human mechanism (thanks, biomechanics!).
I hold a lot of tension in my head and neck when I dance.
Electroswing music is a thing, and it. is. ART. (shoutout to my girl Lauren for introducing me to it)
I like plain yogurt better than cottage cheese these days.
I can track my calories/macros objectively without restricting.
I am definitely an emotional eater.
Boston weather is more mercurial than Donald Trump’s words.
Writing at least one thing for which I am thankful in my planner every day before going to bed was a game-changer for my perspective.
Going without makeup for a while ain’t so bad.
I am at a pretty good place regarding my body image, but I am not immune to hard times and temptations to restrict.
My best friend and I have the same brain sometimes, and it’s freaking weird.
It is improbable that we’ve had the friends, experiences, and circumstances that we’ve had.
God can show you very clearly that He is near. Sometimes He won’t make it clear though, but that doesn’t mean He’s not near.
Talking out loud to myself is the best form of studying for me. I need to hear it said.
I should be aware of my face in lecture, or else the professor might call me out with a laser pointer in front of my classmates.
I embarrass my friends sometimes/often/always.
I need to make sure I bring enough snacks to work.
My friends are like my personal trainers, except spiritually. They push me outside of my comfort zone to become a better human.
VO2max test equipment is really flattering.
I’m over trying so hard to impress boys. OVER IT.
^^^I will tell myself that I am over it, but still fall into that trap. C’est la vie.
It’s okay if I don’t have all the answers/advice for someone. Being a good listener can be what exactly someone needs.
Tori Kelly continues to slay with her music that describes my life.
Tears are truly a gift from the Holy Spirit.
God continues to show how much He loves us, and it is the most beautiful, amazing, heart-wrenching, humbling thing ever.
I’m linking up with Amanda for Thinking Out Loud today! I’ve missed this party!
Hope you all have an awesome Thursday ♥︎
So tell me:
If you are a college student: Lesson(s) you learned this semester/year.
If you are not a college student: Lesson(s) you learned since the beginning of 2016.
Have you ever tried/do you like acai bowls?