Dear World,

The start of 2012 has been that of a splendid one.  Yes, I am in fact nineteen and just used the word splendid…

So New Years Eve my best friend Jessika and I went to our friend Alex’s with some other friends and rang in the new year the only way it should be rung in, drunk, singing and food everywhere.  We played card games with her parents and the other adults, played pool, played drinking games and laughed and reminisced on times from high school.  It was perfect.

Life is always funny though, ya know?  I was hit on the entire night by the most obnoxious guy ever.  He’s two years older, graduated from the same high school, and I’m sure deep down there’s a good person inside of him.  Sure he can be smart and funny, but most of the time he’s a royal pain in everyone’s ass.  The last person on earth I’d ever consider is the one showing me all this attention.  There are only so many polite ways to say “get away from me” before you just have to give up and avoid someone all together.  Thanks goodness he goes to school in Canada!

I am not fretting on this year.  Not that I am fretting person.  I’ve always been positive, optimistic, happy and excited for all aspects of my life.  This year will just be as amazing as 2011 was because it is all what you make of it.  I go to the gym daily, and I eat healthy and respect my body and all that good stuff so resolutions for me aren’t that common.  Last year it was so go to more concerts, and I did!  This year it is to say yes to every adventure that presents itself, as long as it is within my budget.  Part of my resolution is by finding solutions for that and doing it no matter what.

Which brings me into my next set of news.  So Jessika and I have decided to do a work exchange this summer in, wait for it… HAWAII.  Yeah, so basically there is this program where we’d work at an inn and in exchange for our labour we would have room and food.  Yeah I wouldn’t be making money per say, but you only live once and I need more adventures.  We are waiting for the confirmation email since we’ve sent in our resumes, so now it is just booking the plane tickets and then it is completely official.  We’d be gone from the time we get out of school, mid May to the end of August- 3 and a half months!  The best part?  I’d be celebrating my 20th birthday in Hawaii which is not too shabby if you ask me!  I think this will be great experience for me.  In a year I’ll be studying abroad in Ireland for a semester and I need a feel of what it is like to be far away.  Sure I go to school in Boston which is 2 1/5 hours away, but I need to be somewhere that will allow me to truly learn from myself, stretch my wings, broaden my horizons and all that stuff.

Here’s to new adventures!

 

Sincerely,

Shea

Dear World,

With 2011 coming to an end I knew I had to dedicate a post to reminiscing.  New Years eve is my favorite holiday.  It’s as if the hype of Christmas hasn’t yet died and you get this fresh start to look forward to.  

My title is always in reference to a song lyric and I chose to end the year with Ben Rector’s The Beat. I have been introduced to some amazing bands and artists this year including Horse Feathers, Griffin House, The Temper Trap, Rachel Platten, etc.  but I have been listening to Ben Rector non stop since I first discovered him on Pandora during finals week.  He helped me through my papers and The Beat has won the prestigious title of summing up my experiences this year.

2011 has been amazing to say the least.  Second semester of freshman year got significantly better.  Once I stopped hanging out with debbie downers and started hanging out with the people I now call my best friends, school life and life in general became more fun.  I began drinking alcohol the beginning od 2011, and no, I’m not saying it made my life better, but I learned to let loose, be young, and have fun!  Summer was more than I could ask for.  I worked full time at a bank (ew, never again) BUT I did make good money and met some fantastic people.  I turned 19, and it is a fantastic age for me.  I wish I could stay 19 forever.  I did a lot of hiking and running (Jess and I did Washington for the second time).    My first semester of sophomore year in college was phenomenal.  I got closer to the girls who, with myself included, affectionately call ourselves the six chicks (in a harmless way of course).  I took classes that interested and challenged me, and had some great (and not so great) times on the weekends.  It was an absolute amazing learning experience, one that I would not trade for the world.  My adjustment in my second year of university is that of a milestone and now school is home for me.  

So the year had its ups and downs, as one naturally does, but it was filled with mostly ups.  I kissed a few frogs (metaphorically speaking), didn’t meet my prince (who needs one anyway?  I’m having so much fun being single, as per usual), and met people that have forever changed my life.  Yes, there was a boy who I thought was the game changer.  In the end, he had someone else, and just wanted his cake and to eat it too.  Regardless, I will continue to be his friend (or peer, or fellow party go-er) or whatever we are in each other’s lives, and I truly wish him nothing but the best.

As for me?  Well 2012 has a lot of fantastic things in store for me.  I’ll officially declare myself as a Global Studies major and Gender studies minor, I will finish my sophomore year of college and be halfway done (gasp!), I’ll turn 20, another good number, I’ll be taking french classes, getting a job fingers crossed) at a restaurant or something of the sort, continuing to hike and run, apply in the fall to study abroad in Dublin, Ireland spring of 2013, begin my first semester of junior year, and SO mcuh more. 

When I look back at the beginning of this blog, in September of 2008. as a junior in high school, and look at myself now, as a second semester sophomore in college with 2012 about to commence, I realize how much of a lesson life is.  I continue to grow and learn each day, and always for the better. I am really starting to find out who I am, and will continue to for the rest of my life.

Ultimately what matters is family, friends, and a love for oneself.  The rest will fall into place, it always does. 

So I say my farewells to 2011, you were a hell of a year my friend!  Cheers! xoxo

 

Sincerely,

Shea

Dear World,

I had a fantastic Thanksgiving break and I got to see the family which was lovely.  I had a falling out with my brother which is disappointing because I thought we were doing well for a while.  Maybe he’ll realize how important I am once I’m not around a lot.  Is it not enough that we live in different states and lead very different lives?  Maybe when I live in Ireland he’ll miss me.

Nothing has changed on the guy front.  I hope no one thinks I am boy-crazy.  I’m not.  The situation hasn’t changed much.  The guy still hooks up with that girl allegedly but is consumed by me at parties.  He hugs me all the time, and flirts shamelessly with me.  However I read this fantastic quote the other day that said “Me?  I’m just happy to be.”  To me that meant being happy with one’s own existence, not sweating the small stuff, and loving life for all that it does.

I have to much to smile about, the rest is so silly.

I am surviving this hell week of papers, and next week is exams.  THEN?!  Winter break where I will shameless fill the netflix queue, drink tea, cuddle with my cats and go for long runs in the sharp cold.

 

Sincerely,

Shea

Dear World,

Life is so good for me right now.  19 is where I should stay permanently.  With that being said, I really am looking forward to Thanksgiving break.  I think I need some time to myself.  REAL alone time.  You don’t get that in college at all.  I’m looking forward to a weekend of soberness and cuddling with my cats and watching movies and taking long drives to nowhere.

I think I need a good hike on a crisp day.  Some sharp air to fill my lungs and clear my mind.  I’ve been caught up in the good life that I’ve forgotten the basics of life.

Something I need to remember is that I’m on this adventure with everyone else, but only I will be there for the entirety of my own.  I have to love myself before anyone else.  Not selfish, just aware.  I haven’t given myself enough time to face the facts that a guy that interests me fully has a girl.  They may not be official by any terms, but he has someone and that someone is not me.  I need to focus on me.  I can be sad about the situation, but I can also have fun.  And just because another guy may be interested in me doesn’t mean that I have to be interested back even if he is tall and handsome and adorable.

Again, I am my own constant companion, I mine as well go with my gut.

Sincerely,

Shea

Dear World,

My Poppop passed away on October 11, 2011. There was a beautiful ceremony for him on November 10th, a year to the day after Casey’s wake, and a day before Casey’s funeral. It’s been tough, no doubt. Death is something I am still coming to terms with and it has been a rough ride.

However I will remember him for the beautiful, quiet, amazing man that he was. I don’t know what I believe in, but I know that he has to be doing something beautiful.

School has been good, the weekends are amazing, and my classes are crazy/busy/hectic/rewarding. I have had lots going on and still lots to do, but I am managing and succeeding. I’m looking forward to Thanksgiving break, but not as much as last year. I love it here a lot now. I’ve found myself. I know who I am and what I am capable of. It’s beautiful.

I’ve also decided I will be studying abroad in Dublin, Ireland. It’s where I belong. I am so excited to make this happen.

Remember that boy from the previous post? I think you know what I am going to say. Yeah, it’s a no go ladies and gents. He has “a girl” or something of the sort. He missed his chance. I’m not better, we are friends. I may still be attracted to him but I am better than that. Also there is a new boy? I’m not boy crazy, I promise, I’m still good old cat lady. He’s just interesting and tall and we’ve kissed and I slept in his bed but nothing happened I assure you… god I hope no one can read this.

Who knows? I mean I’m marrying an Irish lad after all…

Life is beautiful, I am evolving, changing, breathing, loving,

Sincerely,
Shea

Dear World,

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.  (hold for dramatic pause)

I feel like you know me (well enough).  I don’t have drama, I don’t fall in love, I have guy friends, but not boyfriends.  I have come to terms that I’m super picky and whatnot.  So once in a blue moon when a boy does come along that I find attractive inside and out I simply stalk them from afar and go on my merry safe way.  So now there’s a guy that I am COMPLETELY smitten for, and we have class together and talk occasionally, and I’ve been to his apartment and we’ve hugged, but I feel like it’s awkward just making conversation with him class even though I’m sure it’s not… and… and….ugh.

There’s is just SOMETHING about him, ya know?  Like I look at him and it hurts.

Forever a cat lady.

 

Sincerely,

Shea

 

Dear World,

Holy hell! I have a blog? I suppose you wouldn’t know it by just looking at it.  My sincerest of apologies, but I have a tumblr, and I mean c’mon, I gotta stay hip with the cool kids.  It’s easier to update, but I’ll say it time and time again, this is the only safe place to vent and write.

So… this is awkward, I feel like we’ve grown apart.  How the hell are ya?  Me?  I’m excellent.  Yes,  excellent.  Remember how last year I was incredibly homesick and hated my college and blah blah blah?  WELL- life has done a complete 180.  I LOVE it here now.  I’m with the right friends, I have a shitload of homework (what can you do?) and I’m incredibly busy and having fun.  I love home dearly, but it is rarely on my mind.  Life is very very swell at the moment, very swell.

Summer was nice.  I worked at lot (perhaps too much?)  drank a lot (see former parenthesis) and did a lot of running and hiking.  The age of 19 completely agrees with me. I feel happy and healthy and this summer was the beginning of a lot of changes.  I made bank (at the bank) and made that corny pun too many times.  But I’ve come to realize that I’ve only got this one life, and and even shorter time to be young, so while I hope to go back next summer and work part time, I think I’ll be taking classes in either French or Italian at some community college so that I can be even more prepared for studying abroad, and not working my life away.

Oh yeah- that’s another thing.  I haven’t officially declared, but I had a meeting with my advisor and I am a Global Studies major and a Women’s Studies minor.  Don’t laugh on that last part.  Everyone else already has.  I can take the heart- and no, I won’t make you a damn sandwich.

I’ll be studying abroad spring semester of my junior year (only a year and a half away) and I’ve narrowed it down to Europe (ha) and most likely going with London.  It may be status quo but I’ve felt like I am British at heart ever since Jane Austen came into my life.

I’m in that giddy stage of a collegiate’s life when they’re excited for what’s to come.  At the same time I’m up to my lashes in work and constantly thinking about what I have to do next.  C’est la vie…

 

I’ll update more, pinky swear.

Sincrely,

Shea

 

Dear World,

So let’s see:  For the first month or so of vacation I hiked and drank and read and basked in the sun.

 

Two weeks ago I was hired as a summer teller at a bank.

 

I’m thankful for having a job, and let’s face it, the pay is awesome (making bank at the bank, badum chhh) but this job has only further proved my theory that I am not cut out for a “9-5” office job.  Never, nope, nuh ugh, hell no.  This is fine for the summer, but never again I tell you, never again.

 

Don’t get me wrong, I like the diverse mix of people; two 30 something mothers, two twenty something guys, and myself, but I miss being outside all day.

 

Sincerely,

Shea

 

P.s. I’m 19 on Saturday. I think this age is going to suit me well.

Dear World,

No one is ever as they seem.  Guys are all the same.  Long story short, I will forever be a cat lady and I’m fine with it.  I refuse to get upset over anyone, especially because we never talked.  I’ll find a boy with a British accent and boat shoes and we’ll sail around the world.

I only have a few days left of school and last night a bunch of us went out dancing.  I needed it.  I am going to miss everyone so much.  The good news?  I’m not transferring!  I got into Northeastern but I love it here too much so I am staying put.  I am looking forward to hiking and biking and reading and just being outside, but I am so going to miss Boston and all of my college lovers.  This is my home now.

Oh universe, I ask for help and you have a funny way of giving it to me, but I am thankful none the less.

Sincerely,

Shea

Here comes the sun

April 11, 2011

Dear World,

Today is gorgeous out!  Yesterday my parents visited and we walked around Harvard square and Harvard’s campus.  The day before I went to Northeastern’s Springfest and saw Wiz Khalifa, Mac Miller, Third Eye Blind and Taking Back Sunday.  I have been getting close to so many people at my school.  I’m having second thoughts about transferring, even though I’ll be ten minutes away.  I’ve falling in love with this kid who I see at the gym, he’s a junior and from ENGLAND.  He’s tall and adorable and apparently he doesn’t have an accent BUT I DON’T CARE.  Oh, I’ve never talked to him… but we definitely are in love.

 

Life has been so good… maybe it’s the sunshine.

I haven’t wanted to go home in a long time.  My parents did visit, but I won’t be going home until Easter, and I love being here.

 

Sincerely,

Shea