I’ve always thought that happiness was something we all had to find and strive for. I thought happiness was found in cute shoes and cute boys or in beautiful vacations and in other people. I thought happiness was getting what I wanted but that’s not true.
I think everyone has a bucket list, even if only a mental one. I can’t even begin to count the amount of times I’ve uttered the phrase “that’s on my bucket list” or “I’m adding that to my bucket list”.
I decided to actually make a bucket list a few years ago since I love lists and remembering things I want or wanted at some point. Now, this bucket list has been re-opened and altered many times but since college has begun I’ve crossed some of these things off.
Now, the things on my bucket list range from extremely mundane to reasonably possible to just a bit strange. I’m going to omit some things on my bucket list (not everything is meant to be shared on the internet) but I’m going to share something a little wild.
For as long as I can remember I’ve had a dotting of freckles from my cheeks to the bridge of my nose. They’re not very noticeable or extreme but they’re there. As a makeup enthusiast, I’d often held an obsession to achieve the perfect, flawless complexion. I would use foundation daily and cover up my freckles so I had an entirely blank canvas—no pesky freckles to interfere with my blush or bronzer or anything application, right?
Then, college came.