I just met a girl named....Sophiaaaaaaaa

Sophia is my roommate. And by I just met her, I mean, I met her two and a half years ago. We were randomly assigned to be roommates freshman year, and I cannot imagine what my college experience could have been like without her. Fun fact: Before moving in, I tried to transfer out of our apartment because I wanted to be in a building closer to campus. I had a mini existential crisis and decided to stay in the room I had first gotten into, because what if those girls would have been the best people I'd ever met? Let me tell you, divine intervention is a thing, because all of my best friends I met because of that apartment.

She had mentioned freshman year that all she had ever wanted for her birthday was for someone to make a video of the people she loved in life saying nice things about her. Her love language is words of affirmation, if you couldn't figure that out :) Anyways, cut to now, I was super sneaky ("Hey, I should probably get your mom's phone number, for like, emergency reasons or something". "I wish my family took home videos growing up....Did your family do that ever??") So sneaky.

Anyways, I have a lot of love for this girl, and turns out, there are a lot of other people who have love to give her too. Happy birthday Soph!

(apartment) 27 Dresses (as each other)

I made this video for our apartment's introductions at ward prayer. Lots of costume changes.

Beginnings

Hi. Here's a poem to start us off.

"My Life's Direction"

Sometimes I feel just a little bit lost

I’m sure that you just might relate

But I have quite a few directional options

To consider as I configure my fate

I’m trying so hard to do what is right,

With the patience and strength I have left

So I’ll stumble straight into this world of adults

I feel like I wasn’t prepared for this test

The stress is getting me all worked up

Yet it's also somehow dragging me down?

Maybe it’s obvious I don’t know where I’m going

As I aimlessly wander around

I’m trying to let people in to my life

I’m trying a little to break out of my shell

It’s a work in progress, I have to admit

Sometimes I sit alone with my good friend Adele

Some people just seem so on top of it all

Excuse me as I crawl under my blankets

There better be something good at the end of this way

Because I am over always feeling this anxious

So hello from the other side

I think that’s really where I want to be

I need to cross one of Rob Frost’s two roads

I’m grateful at least that there wasn’t three

I’ve tiptoed around making any decisions

There’s been too many doors I’ve been afraid to go through

To the kind career counselors that said “play it safe”

I think I’ll try saying “Screw You”

Whether up, down, or through

North, South, or West

I’m made too many choices

Off what others thought best

So as I take my first steps to move forward in life

Let me first  explain you my math

I’ll look for my help from above

And that’s more than enough

Because your compass won’t work for my path.

Love,

Abigail