In Like A Lion

You know that phrase about March, "In like a lion, out like a lamb"? I think whoever came up with that is completely right. The weather's cold and gray and an email sent out by the dean of students alerted us that a girl who lived in my dorm committed suicide and was found last night in her room. I think gray is appropriate. I didn't know her though I had passed her in the halls a few times. The dorm feels odd today though. Everything seems a little bit quieter. Maybe it's just me. I've been quiet - just thinking. It's hard to comprehend someone my age dying. I guess it just makes me think about my own life a lot more. I thought about what makes me happy and what doesn't - this makes me happy. Writing this blog makes me happy. And why not do what makes me happy? Life is too short to waste on things that make us unhappy. And I'm not talking about necessary evils, like math class or spinach, but real things that profoundly affect us. Life is about making the best out of every day and finding what makes you happy.

Sweater: hand-me-down from mom, skirt: F21, socks: Target, shoes: Rampage

I wore pumps for the first time in a while today. I used to wear heels a lot in high school but since college requires so much walking I've held off. Since the snow has subsided and it was a pretty innocuous day weather-wise I decided to finally pull some of my heels out of hiding. I have to admit, I loved hearing that click-clack on the pavement again.

"Make the best with what you're given. This ain't dying this is living."