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Care packages. I'm happy for care packages. My best friend and I, also endearingly referred to as 'Gwemily' go to separate schools. We have busy schedules and we don't always get to talk. However, we are basically the same person and have a schedule set that we each visit the other twice a year. Gwemily takes on Pittsburgh is quite the adventure. We always send each other packages and things throughout the year to encourage one another. She's better at it than I am- however she has one coming her way!

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I was going to try to catch up but instead I will pick up where I left off with day seven. This is what makes me happy today. New work-out clothes (Walmart- around $8 each!) that I don't work out in, and getting off of work early in time to catch a nap before night class. Sometimes it's the little things. 

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My Apartment. I'm happy for my apartment. Mostly my room. My teal and red side of the room. My perfectly coordinated, overly matchy room. Matching makes me happy. My color scheme makes me happy. Pictures of my friends make me happy. Organization makes me happy. I'm living in an apartment for the first time and I feel like a grown up. I have to make my own meals and if I don't, I starve. I felt undeniably old remembering that I had to actually make the food I eat, not just swipe into a cafeteria. I have to cook and clean and do laundry. I have to work and do all the things I've done for the past three years but it feels so much more 'adult' when you do it from an apartment and not a tiny dorm room. So, my comfortable, organized, teal and red, shared with my best friend room makes me feel comfortable. At home. Less adult like. I don't know why. But it makes me happy, so that's enough. I'm happy for my apartment, mostly my room.

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Roommates. I'm happy for roommates. I have four now. I'm in an apartment for the first time with four other girls. I don't know three of them but I share a room with my best friend from college. She's a true blessing in my life. She walked into my life when literally all of my other college friends walked out. We laugh together, cuddle together and we've cried together. I truly don't know how I'd survive college without her by my side. It's her super senior year and she is ready to be done but selfishly I'm so happy that she's back. Roommates are the best. Best friends are the best. College is the best.

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I missed yesterday. Mainly because there wasn't a whole lot of happy flying around. I had tons of
packing to do. Move-in day stresses me out like no other. I have the craziest, full work week, full course load semester ahead of me. I just wasn't in a happy mood. BUT just because every day isn't good, doesn't mean there isn't good in everyday. Yesterday I was happy for friends that do not fun, gross, and boring things with you. Kortnei, my fake little sister, cleaned out my awful, gross, no good, really messy car with me. If you know my car- you know she's a saint. It's messy and the last time it got cleaned was LAST year when I left for school. It was awful and not fun but 100 times better and more hilarious with someone else. So shout out to Kortnei for cleaning my car and spilling moldy coffee on her jeans. You're a true gem, Kort.

Although, I'm sure bribing her with chicken strips helped ;)

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Tea parties. I'm happy for little girls with big imaginations. I'm happy for play time. I'm happy for the opportunity to be apart of little lives. I'm happy for tea parties with Merida, Cinderella and Elmo. Even if I have to appear as Mr. Mouse. I get to reenact frozen for two hours. I get to sip fake tea and talk about how mice have big teeth and take small bites. I get to sit and listen to the chatter of a 3 year old to things that sound really small. But her world is so small so to her these are really big things.

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Yoga Pants. I'm happy for Yoga pants.

So this one goes to my large stack of yoga pants that have yet to see a second of yoga. And sorry to break it to you guys, you never will. Thank you for being worn so much you started to rub a hole in the thighs. Yoga pants, you are the reason I can look like I'm wearing pants but never actually wear pants.

My heart goes out to the yoga pants who haven't a clue what yoga even is. Also to the yoga pants who had a glimmer of hope when their owner bought a mat that shared it's first name. But alas, the mat is being used as a magic carpet for the children as they sit defeated on the couch with a pint of Ben and Jerry's. For the Yoga pants that have been called 'leggings' and shoved into fall boots and forgotten. To the Yoga pants who have suffered through a few rounds of wii fit yoga and thus decided they don't really want to be yoga pants after all. You guys are real troopers- most of you guys probably have no idea that yoga is even a thing besides a type of pants.

Keep being comfortable, keep being cheap, and keep looking like actual pants when I cover you up with a nice shirt and boots, it's how I get through winter.

Your biggest fan,
Emily (Yoga pants enthusiast)










(My favorite and most abused pair)

100 days of happy

In an attempt to make myself blog more often I am going to take the #100daysofhappy challenge to the blog world. 100 day, 100 happy things. Ready, GO! 

100 Days of Happy; Unexpected Friendships

Do you ever have those people you meet and you think, "I just know we're going to be friends". Then you have those friendships where you look at and think, "I never in a million years thought we'd be this close" Yet you are, and oh, are you so glad. My heart is happy today for friends I never thought would be friends, let alone in some ways just like family. My best, basically twin so alike in every way, friend, Gwyn is my favorite unexpected friend. We look at each other so many times in our friendship and say, "I never thought we would be friends but I really never thought we'd be THIS close." If you know us, you know we're twins. Gwyn is my 'conversation with just a look' friend. My' your hair looks ugly, fix it' friend. My 'I don't care what you've done I'll always be there for you' friend. My see each other everyday or once a year and nothing has changed friend. My 'what were you thinking why did you date him' friend. My thick and thin, high or low, near or far, no matter what, always there friend. Today I am happy for unexpected friendships because sometimes what you expect least is what you need most.