Happy Spring!

Happy Spring! Or to you Persians, or partially Persians, like myself, Happy New Year! My brothers are here before they both leave for a while on Monday. It's always a weird comfort having all the siblings together. I usually end up in a constant hugging or hitting fit with either one of them. I don't know, it's nice for these things to feel familiar, even though it will never *really* be the same. It's always a good time with more meaningful conversations. Also, random fact of life, Obama is speaking at my graduation... Uh. So, maybe that means my little school ain't so mediocre after all...

Anyway, Spring time is my favorite! The plants are breathing fully and everything feels warm mostly because you can rely on the sun to cast on you no matter where you're at. However, I always feel like I slip into a funk during the transition between spring and winter and I have always wondered why. I have potential thoughts, but nothing definite. I'm feeling okay though. Mostly because I have been surrounded by my friends, who are really my sisters, and, you know, in love, that plays a huge part in keeping it together. You can't really feel ungrateful or in a super funk when you have an entire family of ladies always talking with you and making you laugh, especially when they're the people who know every little thing about you... it's fine. If they love me after all they know about me, you know that's real... So, for anyone else with seasonal despair, float on. Eventually, you'll be grounded.