I have a really big crush on Jonathan Arias. He's such a genuinely nice guy. He's the kind of guy that I have been looking for my entire life, which is why it makes me sad that I could never deserve someone like him. Whomever he ends up with, I wish him the very best!

I've been depressed for a while now, like a year and a half. I remember thinking that life couldn't get any worse, that it could only get better, but i was so wrong. It has gotten so much worse. I hate feeling like this. Things will be okay for a while, maybe a day or two i'll be perfectly content and happy, but then life will catch up with me again and i'll be locked in my room just praying everything will stop. I need help, but i don't know how to ask for it. I have amazing friends, but how do I tell them? I don't want to seem weak or selfish. I try so hard to be happy, its just getting too hard to keep smiling. I would never take my own life, because I couldn't do that to the people I love, but I spend every night begging God to take my life.

My chapel waiver was declined because: "we have decided that it is in your best interest to complete the full 15 chapel credits."
I'm sorry that I have 18 credits, work, and have a TON of homework. I don't have the time to sit in chapel and pay attention because I have so much going on. I guess I'll have to start sliding and gliding for the first time ever.

I don't feel sad. Ever. I get this dull ache in my core. A weight on my shoulders. A feeling of worthlessness, weariness. Hollowness. I just want it to go away, but it won't respond to reason. It haunts me like a ghost, and even though I smile, laugh, run around crazy in the dark, but I feel like those moments are just a mask. They're real, but thin.
I don't need advice. Or help. Or anything. I just needed to say it.

I feel like LACI has been the biggest waste of time that I haven't enjoyed through my entire education. Each week I go to the lecture, but each week I am more confused about Islam. The textbook, Demistifying Islam, is also one of the worst books that I have ever read.

When I first came to Fox, it was really hard for me because I am a twin, and decided to go to a different college. All I knew was being a twin. We did EVERYTHING together, had all the same friends, and played the same sports. Most people can't relate, which makes it harder. Having a twin is NOT like having a sibling, as they are usually younger or older.

We LOVED being twins, as we got SO MUCH attention, and it was fun. We could walk around places and get so many reactions and so many people wanted to come talk to us, or meet us. We gained a lot of great friends because they wanted to get to know us due to us being twins. Now that we're separated, I'm no longer seen as a twin, but a normal person, so it's weird. Sometimes I wish I could have my twin here to have fun with people. But then again, sometimes it's nice to have my own friends and do my own things. I go between missing having my twin and other times I'm happy about it.

I JUST WANT TO HANG OUT WITH GUYS...I'm to nerveous to talk to the cute ones though.....wish there was an easy way to just meet them then we could hang out I'm actually a sweet awesome girl! #shygirlissues

That awkward moment when I try to understand what the weather is doing. Or when I try to understand my professor's motives. Hard to see, the truth is.