i've got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight.

{how epic is this? happy back to school, lovelies!}

when i was small

my parents bought me some worry dolls.

either because i picked them out since they were pocket sized barbies

or they believed in their magical powers of stress erasing.

the latter is probably true.

i am the world's biggest worry wart.

really.

anyways...

i named these worry dolls

bobus & angela.

i know, cool names, right?

i took them everywhere with me.

and then,

like all of my most prized possessions as a child

i lost them.

i tell myself now that i lost them for a reason.

i lost them because someone needed their powers

more than i did.

it's cushion the blow, i guess.

well i found many people that really needed some

bobus & angela

magic

today.

at school.

they were lost.

couldn't find a parking spot.

didn't know what building "LI" was {and frankly neither did i, until today, noonish.}

they were a bunch of worry warts.

just like i was a year ago.

{actually i still worry, i worry like it's my job, but not on campus.  no way, jose.}

and i was as cool and a cucumber.

it feels good

being a sophomore.

and you know what

i've missed you

UVU.

and i will continue to miss my

bobus & angela.

may you steal worry

wherever you are.