Most mornings while I'm at school I find myself running out of my room makeup-less and just feeling sloppy. Before I started at college I would go to bed at 9:30 and wake up at 6. I loved waking up early, eating breakfast, and having time to through a little make-up on my face before I went to school or work. And I swore to myself I was going to keep my schedule like that in college.
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Today I'm packing up my parents SUV and heading back to campus. To say I'm excited would be an understatement, but I'm also a little nervous. Last semester I was probably the luckiest freshman alive. I was blessed by the housing gods with my perfect match roommate. Well technically we found each other on Facebook, but you get what I mean.
Growing up I've always had body image issues. But thankfully I've never felt the need to go to drastic measures to change anything. But since the end of my senior year and into my first year at college I've met a lot of people who weren't as lucky as I am. It is from meeting these people that I've learned that I need to learn to love myself. It's not that I'm entirely unhappy with the way I look now, I'm just not confident in my own skin, and I want that to change.
As you may know I'm addicted to planning. My obsession with planners has reached an all time high. I think I was using four or five at once at one point last semester. So to say I've used a lot of different types of planners would be an understatement.