525600 minutes

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes


Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear.


Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?


In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.


In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure
A year in the life?


Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes!


Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan.


Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes


How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?


In truths that she learned,
Or in times that he cried.


In bridges he burned,
Or the way that she died.


It's time now to sing out,
Tho' the story never ends
Let's celebrate


Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love!


Remember the love!


Seasons of love!


Oh you got to got to
Remember the love!


You know that love is a gift from up above
Share love, give love spread love


Measure your life in love.

Junior Year Change

The end of Junior Year, most people are excited for their final year... the long awaited "BIG SENIORS". But unlike most, I am stuck in a predicament that my sister was in 4 years ago. A situation I thought I would never have to deal with.

let me back track.

When my sister was a Junior at James Madison my mom and step-dad decided we were going to move out of our townhouse (I was actually born IN this house) and into a single family house. The market was crazy, our house was sold after being listed for only 3 days. We ended up buying a lovely contemporary house 3 miles down the road. It fit us nicely. The only issue... Lauren was at school. She found out from a phone call that we were packing her bags. When she was done with exams she would be returning to a new house, not yet qualified as a home. She was upset and angry. I thought she was a baby and needed to get over it.

present day.

I receive a phone call from my mom, we are selling our house and she is moving down to Georgia to be with the rest of my family. Lauren has been spending every night in my room packing and cleaning. Upon my return last week from my Junior Year at Longwood, everything was changed. It was not my home, room, or living space. It was transformed into a white, empty canvas that is screaming for creativity and furniture. I am lost. I am now the baby.

the house is for sale. Lauren has moved into her own condo. Mom is moving to Georgia in late June/early July. and I am here.

but where exactly is here?!

I will be staying in Springfield, Centreville, Maryland, and Georgia before I return back to Farmville July 1st.

Farmville. Sunchase is where I live. My new home. Am I now considered a local?! I am 21 years old and am starting a life on my own. Although I have a supportive family and fantastic roommates... I am nervous and scared.

Am I ready for this change?!
I guess I'll have to be...