This weekend was girls weekend, I spent Thursday through Sunday with my friends from school- going out, talking and sightseeing in Portland. I had a great time but also had a lot to think about. I miss those relationships, but I am also shocked at how fast things snap back to how they were two years ago when I still lived in Colorado. But, as much as things were the same, I am a different person. I LOVE my life, and it takes being pulled out of it for a second to realize how good you have it! I am to the point where I would love to go back to college and what my life was like, but isn’t if funny that I am conveniently blocking out memories of long nights in the library, and professors that I hated and all of the girl drama that goes with being in a sorority? Why is it that we only remember the good from our history, never the bad?
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