Playlist No. 7

It's definitely been a while since I've done a playlist post, and with my first semester at Alabama officially over I feel like it's only appropriate to make a playlist of my first semester of freshman year. So here it is, 32 songs that, in one way or another, represent my first semester- the band parties, the frat boys, the best friends, the sisters, the late nights, and the countless memories. 

Dealing with Mess

I’m a messy person. Yes, you’ll walk into my bedroom and be overwhelmed by the dirty clothes strewn across my floor and the books precariously stacked on any surface imaginable, but my mess goes so much deeper than that. I’m the kind of person who cannot be labeled. I can’t be tied up with a pretty little bow put into a neat little box saying this is who she is, this is where she belongs. I am emotional and wild and crazy and in so many ways I just don’t make sense. A large part of me growing up has been coming to the realization that my mess is okay. I’ve had to tell myself over and over again that it’s okay that I don’t know what I want or where I’m going right now- no one does. I'm just not the kind of person who is going to have the next five years of her life planned out any time soon, and for the first time I can take a deep breath and honestly say that that is okay. I'm beginning to accept that there are things in my life that I just cannot control, largely the opinions of other people. I can't force someone to like me or think a certain way about me if they don't want to, and I can't let that bring me down. I'm in this really beautiful spot in my life where I don't know where I'm going but I'm just enjoying getting there with each passing day and I can't force someone to be a part of it if they don't want to be. If someone can't accept me for who I am- confusing and messy and hard to control- that's fine. There is nothing I can do about it. I'm just along for the ride.