TIHIF (Bachelor's Degree)

This is how I feel at work when a bunch of tweens come in:

This is how I feel when I'm begging people to play board games with me:

This is how I feel when I go to the gym and always end up at a machine after a boy:

This is how I feel when I hear the TARDIS noise and I need to find out where it is coming from:

This is how I feel when I hear Gangnam style so late after it coming out:

This is how I feel when I see something that reminds me of a boy I used to like:

This is how I feel about my newly graduating friends:

TIHIF (T.Harm Birthday Special)

This post is dedicated to T.Harm. My favorite person. And roommate. And best friend. 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

This is how I felt the first time I met you:

This is how I feel when I tell you we can go running in 40 degree weather:

This is how I feel when I try and bribe you with food to go socialize:

This is how I feel when you text me about someone that is in the room with us (that really shouldn't be said out loud):

This is how I feel when I make a bunch of food, but then you tell me you just ate a sandwich:

This is how I feel when you go home without telling me:

This is how I feel when we try and find new friends:

This is how I feel when we don't do anything but eat and read for an entire Saturday:

This is how I feel when someone doesn't want to be our friend (a.k.a no one):

This is how I feel about your birthday:

For reals. Thanks for being the best.

TIHIF (Christmas)

This is how I feel when my roommates decorate for Christmas:

This is how I feel when I go Christmas shopping:

This is how I feel when I pick up a present and I know it's exactly what I wanted, but it was too expensive to hope for:

This is how I feel posing for family pictures:

This is how I feel when I go cruisin' around town with my sisters:

This is how I feel every time a santa hat is within ten feet of me:

(It's going on my head)

This is how I feel when my favorite Christmas song comes on:

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

TIHIF (That's how I roll)

This is how I feel when someone tries to get me to listen to Country music:

This is how I feel the first time I go sledding each year:

This is how I feel with a full gas tank:

This is how I feel when I forget my key card and my roommates are out:

This is how I feel when I make too many Lord of the Ring references:

This is how I feel when the bishopric needs to talk to me and I don't have to give a talk:

This is how I feel in institute when the teacher is trying to get us to research the right answer instead of him just sharing his knowledge: