micahruelle:

It’s finals!

Short films. next week. at the 700 club.

Feel free to join.

I’m so sad that I have to miss this.

sosafe:

txtsfrmlstnght:

(660): dude im at a party with a bunch of 17 year old gilrs this is awesome
(816): no its not leave

It seems like his has been happening a lot around here lately.

Uh oh.

sosafe:

patrickwilson:

sosafe:

until you spend four hours on a Wednesday night at a bar with one of your professors.

Which?

Wayne Miller.

Prufer, Johnson, and Phong were there too, but they were on their own little professors island.  Wayne actually sat with us.

What a champ. I loved that guy.

sosafe:

until you spend four hours on a Wednesday night at a bar with one of your professors.

Which?

m-shapes:

Finals are next week. You know what that means, right?

The Academy Award Short Films Nominees will be playing at the 700 Clubhouse next week.

-Win-

I’m so sad I won’t be there for that!

thechalkboardproject:

Happy Birthday, darling. We love you very, very, very, very much.

Hahaha, Bright Eyes much?

Happy birthday, Aubrey!

embracingthemelody:

Friday: check
Sunday: check
Monday: check

Hah, I miss you all! I’m still trying to find a way to get there for a visit this semester.

thechalkboardproject:

Time is something that I’ve never had a grasp on.

I remember moments—snippets of things here and there. I remember silly things like how Courtney peed her pants in the first grade and I was scared to death to walk near that spot where she leaked long after it was cleaned up. Or that Fourth of July my dad and I sat on the dock of the lake with our feet in the water, just talking. Or the time my brother creamed me in the face with a snowball, and in holy retribution, I stuck his face in the snow (unfortunately, there is video proof—my mom was inside tapping us).

Anyway, there’s all these everyday moments I remember. I had a good childhood. I’ve had a pretty good life so far. But, even this last year seemed to elude me. I’m a twenty-two-year-old who can’t remember a damn thing.

I need a way to mark time. An easy, simple way to wrap my head around “where I’m at” (since that seems to be my big kick right now) on a regular basis. I figure writing on chalkboards is as sufficient in keeping track of time as writing in journal, carving the number of days on a tree, or a simple daily calendar, etc.

On occasion, I’ll explain the things I post. But, this is predominately just meant to be a photo blog of my school year.

I’m excited about this.

embracingthemelody:

I don’t think you realize how much you are missed in this ridiculous town called Warrensburg. I can honestly say you have come up in conversation every day in some fashion since i’ve been back, of someone else saying how much they miss you being here in our daily lives.

Just saying.

“I think of him at least 6 times a day” - Chris Eversole

I miss you all a whole heap. I can’t even, like, I don’t even… okay? Rebecca and I are working on a way to visit sometime this semester. You’ll know when I know!