Last Semester

Ladies (and Gents????),

It is officially the last day of vacation (it's one a.m. right now in CO) before my last semester....EVER! So. Excited. Seriously. I'm burnt out. It's time for a break, and it's time for a break back home where I belong. Colorado has taught me a LOT of things good and bad that I'm grateful for. I want to write this list now and then see what things are the same or different at the end of my time here at CSU and in Fort Collins.

Sooooo, here goes:

• I'm grateful for being able to live somewhere on my own away from my family.
• I'm grateful for my family being supportive of my crazy musical pursuits.
• I'm grateful that I have learned that one does not get everything they want (roles, boys, etc.)
• I'm grateful for the friends I've made that has become my mini family.
• I'm grateful for slowly getting a spine of steel---cause I'm gonna need it in this business!
• I'm grateful that I have had many mini and large breakdowns about various things and found a way to pick myself up, find the good, and move on.
• I'm grateful my musical tastes has opened because of friends, school, and my addiction to itunes.
• I'm grateful for the friendships I've kept in tact even though we are far, far apart.
• I'm grateful for my ipod, as a musician it makes things SO much easier....I bought this here in CO, so it counts.
• I'm grateful I can live with more than one roommate and I don't hate them. They're actually kinda bad ass.
• I'm grateful for my kick ass voice teacher. And accompanist.
• I'm grateful for being able to stand up for myself (this is probably part B of getting a steel spine, but I think it deserves its own bullet point).
• I'm grateful for the musical improvements I have made.

I think that's enough for now. I guess my newest thing I'm going to be grateful for is accepting love as Kelli just wrote in her post. That really hit home as some not so awesome things happened of late, and well, it's just effing hard to love yourself when that happens. Sometimes. Which is right now. So going into my last semester of school EVER I shall accept the love that I know is being thrown, prayed, and willed my way.

Sending (and receiving) Love.