TIHIF (Autopilot)

This is how I feel when I have a bunch of food and people keep following me around waiting for my go-ahead:

This is how I feel when I lose a friend in a store and am trying to find them:

This is how I feel when someone tries to fight me:

This is how I feel on Sunday afternoon when everyone takes a nap:

This is how I feel when someone double-bounces me at Jump Zone

This is how I feel swimming for the first time this summer:

This is how I feel when I'm on autopilot:

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 (Bread Tuesday)

This is how other people feel when I tell a lame joke:

This is how I feel when I bring out a freshly baked loaf of bread on Tuesdays:

This is how I feel when I was expecting "refreshments" and it ends up being veggies:

This is how I feel when I happen to wake up at the same time as my roommate:

This is how I feel when it is snowing:

This is how I feel when I sneak into Reeder with a snowball:

This is how I feel when I try and flirt with boys:

TIHIF (Networking)

This is how I feel when I go on a quest to collect all of my dirty laundry:

This is how I feel when I decide to like a boy:

This is how I feel about hammocks:

This is how I feel when I go to networking events:

This is how I feel when I walk through a swarm of gnats:

This is how I feel when I get free pizza:

This is how I feel when the boy I like texts me first:

TIHIF (Free Food)

This is how I feel when someone offers me free food right after I've eaten:

This is how my apartment feels when we forgot our home teachers were stopping by:

This is how I look like when I'm trying to remember all the things I need to do in a week:

This is how I feel when I wake up late for a 7:30 class:

This is how I feel when I buy new art supplies:

This is how I feel when I don't take my makeup off the night before and feel all crusty in the morning:

This is how I feel when I'm having a crazy dance party by myself and someone walks in:

TIHIF (Dirty Jokes)

This is how other people feel when I unfriend them on Facebook:

(It's not a big deal. I like to keep less than 100 friends)

This is how I feel when someone makes a dirty joke and I didn't get it at first:

This is how I feel when someone leaves free food unattended:

This is how I feel when T. Peterson makes popcorn for a movie night:

This is how I feel when we get in a discussion on what is a fruit and what is a vegetable:

This is how I feel when I have to do assignments over a break:

This is how I feel when I steal someone's computer to change the desktop but I'm not fast enough:

TIHIF (Bird Edition)

This is how I feel when I say something really inexplicably stupid in class:

This is how I feel when someone says I'm not a nerd:

(Excuse me?)

This is how I feel when I am trying to find a seat in a class with no friends:

This is how I feel when I go to bed earlier than my roommate:

This is how I feel when I look through the peephole of my door:

This is how I feel when someone turns down food I am giving away:

This is how I feel when I wear my 6" heels and my sexy black dress:

This post is dedicated to T. Harm.