Friendship, Isolation and Cherry Cappuccinos

Sometimes you have to get away. Away from rough patches, stress, and sometimes even your friends. I learned that this week. I eat lunch with the same people almost every day. Which isn't that bad considering how they're some of my best friends (I'm lucky that a lot of my friends stayed in town for college like I am) and we have some hilarious conversations. But there are periods where a person feels like they are stuck in a rut. Like they need a change from the usual day to day. I ate by myself and just watched videos on my laptop and worked on homework during the time I had for lunch on Monday and Tuesday and I have to say, being by myself isn't as bad as I used to think it was. Again, don't get me wrong, I love spending time with friends. I just...need some me time. Which is good because they totally understood.

By the way, I had a cherry cappuccino for the first time today. AMAZING! Anyways...

MEANWHILE AT THE HALL OF JUSTICE! (wouldn't that be cool if you could use that as a transition for everything? no?...ok maybe it's just me then)

I have a friend who recently had a panic attack. Fairly large one. She was really upset about things and I texted her and tried to help her out. I started to get shaky worrying about her. Eventually she calmed down and was fine. At least she told me through Facebook chat. While I believed her fully, it still made me feel better to hear it from her voice so I had her call me. What was a requested five minutes turned into twenty-five and we just talked about stuff. School, things going on, just life in general. It made me feel good to know that I could be there for someone even though sometimes I feel powerless in the world. (What can I say? I kind of have a hero complex that stems from my affinity for superheros and junk so I always want to help people). But she, especially, was someone that I just couldn't stand by and see in her condition. I literally love that girl like she were my own flesh and blood.

Like a true sister. That's a special kind of bond that not many people get to share and, thankfully, I get to have it with a few of the most amazing people I could ever hope to meet. If any of you ever read this, just know how much I completely admire and adore all of you. You know who you are, and just know now that if any of you were ever not in my life anymore then I would be lost. Thank You.

Beginning in the Middle

Hellooo there readers. I'm Levi. I'm just your normal, everyday nineteen year old who has absolutely no idea where he's going in this crazy world. I'm currently jobless, with ever dwindling grant money, and in a major I don't even like. I am a Communication major because I thought I wanted to be a journalist and comedic writer. However, my love for comedy is not helped by this major since I could do literally the same things with a degree in English.

I also would like to be an author in general. That's why I started this blog. Our usual car salesman, Tom, also studied journalism and communication in college and suggested it to me. Wow...that's really something. The best piece of advice I've been able to get about how to go about my future career came not from somebody who works at the part of the college that advises students, but a car salesman. To be fair, though, Tom's a pretty smart guy in general and I would take advice from him on darn near anything. He's that good of a salesman.

I'm sure you'll learn more about me as time goes by. After all, as the title of this post states, we're starting in the middle here. There's quite a bit in my past that is necessary to know when explaining what's happening now, but we'll get to that later.

What you need to know now is that my money equals my current happiness but still is higher than the amount of girlfriends I have at the moment.

Ooooh man are you in for a treat.

Peace.