Crazy thing called LIFE.

"Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world, she took a midnight train going anyyyywhere..."

I'm a twenty-one year old, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, Georgia peach just trying to find herself in this crazy world we like to call life. Being on a 5-week Christmas break is like life's way of giving you tons of time to think about your life-- past, present, and future, especially when you're spending it in the tiny town you grew up in, the same town you swear to this day you'll never move back to. I feel like I've spent almost my entire college "career" trying to make my life fit this image I've had in my head since I was probably a junior in high school. Now that I'm approaching semester numero ocho, I am starting to realize that you just have to let life happen. I have spent probably the last six years telling myself that I don't care what others think about me, and depending upon the situation, I genuinely don't care, but there are still times when I do even if I say I don't. But not anymore, the only things I care about are my health, the health and well being of my family and friends, my dog, and my education-- If I'm not in the "top" sorority, then so be it, I DON'T CARE, I'm happy where I am. If I'm not the size 4 that the girl next to me is, I DON'T CARE, I'm happy with having an ass and being a bigger pant size because of it. If I'm not dating a guy in the "top" fraternity, I DON'T CARE, as long as you treat me right, you're good to go. I guess it took me this long to really see that to be happy, and I mean legit happy, you have to do what is best for you and what makes you happy, no one else, because this is my life and no one elses.