Share and Try Not to Care...Too Much

I love people. At the core of my being, I am just the biggest people-person. Of course I enjoy grand gestures and interactions of recognition and love between me and another person, but sometimes the little things stick out more. Here are some examples: When people address me by name, whether it's in writing or dialogue People that hold doors open for others-I'm also impressed by my own friends that hold doors open for me When I come home from school and my dad has bought bananas for me (I'm the only one in my family that eats them) When my friends ask about my family and their well-being Anyone who gives me support before an audition People who applaud the victories of their acquaintances and friends, no matter how big or small People who know how to drop a subject when they can clearly see I'm uncomfortable talking about it If you recommend songs to me or make me a mix cd When my friends talk kindly of me to their other friends When my friends  don't

A ctors      I use my IMDB app more than I use my Weather app. I watch a lot of t.v. and movies. There's nothing more satisfying to me than to be able to shout, "Oh! He/She was in ____!" As much as I try to remind myself that actors and musicians are normal human beings like you and me, I tend to know more about them than I do my actual friends. I basically only follow celebrity accounts on Instagram and Twitter. B read     Outback Steakhouse, Red Lobster, Olive Garden, and Texas Roadhouse. All of these places have one thing in common: I gain ten pounds after eating at each. I love bread. At our holiday family dinners, I eat more dinner rolls than anyone else, and after ten, I still want more. Bread makes everything better. C ake      I swear I'm not just going to talk about my unhealthy food habits. But ever since I was little, my obsession with cake (especially frosting) was very evident. Birthdays make me giddy because I associate them with cake. I'm a

      College is extremely different from high school. For the most part, I have found those differences to be positive and refreshing. However, there are some things that have taken on a whole new meaning for me in college and I thought it would be cool to share them.       1. Friendship I adore all of my high school friends and still keep in touch with many of them. We have built lasting bonds over years of shared fun and memories. But in high school, it was go to class, go home, and maybe see my friends for the two hours we had similar schedules. I can't escape my friends here, which is actually a lovely lovely thing. It's such a treat to have buddies in practically all of my classes so I don't feel alone. I spend my weekends going to theater shows with them and eat dinner nearly every night with the same four people I genuinely love to catch up with. I even freaked out having my roommate gone for a week! When you fall asleep every night with a body in the lofted b