The End of Youth

I am obviously awful at updating my blog.

Tomorrow is officially my last day of college (God willing something doesn't go awfully wrong). As far as classes, exams, papers, homework and all that sort of college related work goes, I could not be any more ready for it to end. However, I am still dreading the end of college. I am not ready to give up the familiarity of my current life. I love the people surrounding me.

The best part about going to a smaller school is constantly being around people you know. It is hard to leave my house and not run into someone I know. I enjoy that.

They say college is the best four years of your life. Maybe it is. I know I do enjoy not having to get up and work everyday. However, I really believe the best is still to come.

Wish me luck on my very last day of school!

XOXO

Watch Out There!

School has started again and I have been quickly reminded of an embarrassing fact about myself: I am a total klutz.

This is the first (and thankfully last) semester in awhile that I have classes in multiple buildings. Freshman year, I had an EXTREME problem with tripping over my feet. Unluckily, it has returned.

As a former dancer, you would think I would have mastered a bit more grace. WRONG.

I'm not sure how it is that I manage to find every single uneven spot on the sidewalk and get the front of my shoe caught on it. (Considering I have tiny feet, avoiding this should be a walk in the park. Apparently not.) Have you ever seen someone trip over nothing? It looks like they are having an awkward little seizure. Thats me. Awkward seizure girl.

My new fear is the stairs in Mars McLane Gym. They are the steepest stairs I've ever seen. I'm pretty convinced I'm going to slip and fall all the way down (or up) them by December.

Promise you won't laugh.

XOXO

Sometimes I Feel Artsy

So in an attempt to get back on a normal sleeping pattern before I start back at school, I am staying in tonight. I couldn't think of anything to do so I watched the season premiere of project runway and made my own background and banner for my blog. Let me know your thoughts.

Texts from Last Night

My friend Austin had this as his facebook status. I laughed out loud so I thought I would share it here.

(443): I'm a gentlemen, chivalry is what i do, i'll open the door, pull out your chair, buy your drinks, i'll even go down first, but when it comes to mario kart, i draw the line. I'm sorry but i just can't let you beat me at mario kart

You are welcome.

XOXO

Arcadian Broad

That face is the face of pure awesomeness.

I am not the kind of girl to watch stupid contest shows. I find them to be retarded and obnoxious. Even worse is the crap tons of commercials and cheesy lines from the host. Who the hell wants to watch 2 hours of television to get 30 minutes of entertainment?

However, I am currently spending a few weeks with my parents so, to make them happy, I watch television with them. My mother LOVES America's Got Talent. BARF! To make her happy, I have watch 3 (excruciating) hours of that show this week.

To make it completely worth it, Arcadian Broad (age 13) is currently competing for the one million dollar prize. I encourage EVERYONE to vote for this kid. He is the most talented dancer I have ever seen in my entire life.



You may not know this about me but I used to be a dancer. I went to several national dance competitions in high school and even those people (who were much older than Arcadian) cannot compare to his talent. I've never seen anyone pull off 7 pirouettes (turns) EVER. Not to mention his INCREDIBLE fouettes, turning jetes and jetes with a direction change mid-air. This stuff is VERY hard to accomplish. I am totally obsessed with this kid's dancing abilties.

He is only THIRTEEN!!! Imagine how much better he will be when he gains full adult control of his body. He is sooooooooooooooooooooooo talented. Yesterday was the results show and it was between some nasty sounding 14 year old singer girl (who my mother was going for) and Arcadian (who I obviously adore). Luckily Arcadian is continuing on. I will admit I felt very smug when he won. He is definitely the better talent.

Please vote for him. I want him to make it all the way.

XOXO

BTW, Mariah Carey is freaking NASTY!! What the hell was she wearing on A.G.T?!?! Someone needs to tell that bitch that she is almost 40 years old!! She is too old (and fat) to be dressing like a skank (in dark blue and black, GROSS!) and she is too old to be starting high school drama with Eminem. If you are going to impersonate him in your music video, have the guts to admit it. Don't act like its not about him. I have no respect for her. GROW THE HELL UP CRAZY LADY!!!

Great American Television

What is is about people and their love for watching people get hurt?



I was watching television with my mother and Wipeout came on. The exact episode in the preview above. Freaking HILARIOUS. Normally I would feel awful (and even slightly trashy) for laughing at other people's pain but I can't help but laugh during this show.

Watching some random idiot get knocked off a 10 foot pole by a rotating "arm" while wearing a sack over his/her legs is pretty funny. It gets even better when they happen to do a flip and smack into something on the way down.

To make it even better, these people are total freak shows. There was a guy doing awkward Yoda impressions, a guy wearing a costume who goes by "Super Stu" and a guy who felt the need to rip off his shirt before his less than stellar bull riding performance. My personal favorite is the never been kissed girl who screams "where's the pole?" in the preview above. (It is right in front of you idiot!!)

Best part of the preview? There is a guy who says "I love you, balls!" - I almost died I laughed so hard.

Why do I love this stuff? Because watching people make idiots of themselves on national television is freaking hilarious.

XOXO

Oh the Memories!

As Liz as so thoughtfully pointed out on her blog, it is now her birthday week (Happy Birthday Liz!!!) and of course, that got me thinking about last summer. Mostly that summer consisted of school and working my butt off, not to mention annoying all my friends by being too tired to go out (and what self-respecting, recently 21 college student does that?!). However, there was one trip that seems to stand out from the rest: Liz's birthday celebration on 6th street.
Every college student needs a trip like this one. Top shelf drinks and several shots at dinner followed by pregaming in the hotel, crazy shenanigans at the bar, and finished off with some ridiculous event back at the hotel. While reckless college adventures are fun, the parts I love best about that trip (minus being around my friends cause thats cliche) were the ridiculous things said. My favorite: "they call me liver of steel" which was definitely used by Jackie as an intimidation method.
Another positive is that I got to spend quality time with my cousins. I think its nice to be able to hang out with family outside of holiday get-togethers. I have the tiniest family in the world so this doesn't happen often.

While this summer has had some really fun times (if you were at Pub Fiction with me, you know exactly what I'm talking about), I am hoping for one last ridiculous blow out before school starts. It is in fact my last summer as a college student.

XOXO

Media Blah Blahs

I was reading through Perez Hilton today (though he is a total d-bag, his blog is addicting) and found this:

New season of Project Runway, now on Lifetime! YAY! More Tim Gunn!!! I know its girly, but I LOVE this show. I must admit, I am a bit worried though. It is very hard to top the Christian Siriano season. Christian had so much personality, it was unreal. He brought drama to the show and yet he was insanely likeable.

Fierce!

There was also the Jeffery season (lots of great and varied talent in the final four) and then last seasons crazy Kenley (among other obnoxious contestants) who just wouldn't leave (hopefully, it doesn't go back to that!). What I am worried about is the new wannabe America's Next Top Model show. Half of why those girls remain on the show is luck. Am I going to watch it? PASS!

On a different note, I went and saw the new Harry Potter movie last week. AMAZING. Can't wait for the final two. What blows my mind is all this talk about Harry Potter vs. Twilight. The Harry Potter movies are still good even if you read the books. Twilight was definitely not. Then again, Rob Pattinson is gorgeous so I guess that makes up for it somehow.

XOXO

Baby Face

My favorite thing about Waco is that my age is rarely questioned. I have no problem getting into Scruffs (then again, who does?!) or any of the other bars around town. Only on a rare occasion will some boy think I am 20.

The Houston area is a completely different story. I have yet to go out to a bar where my ID wasn't flipped over or scanned. On occasion, it has even been scratched. I'm becoming worried this will be a problem once I'm out of college.

A few weeks back, I took my friend Brittany to the mall to grab a quick bite to eat. We were sitting in the middle of the food court. We sat smack dab in the middle of a large section of tables. As shes eating, an awkward teenage boy comes up to us to hand us a flier about some new night club. To be honest, I was flattered. Finally someone believes my age! I briefly glanced at this flier and noticed the place was called Kool Klub (or something else retarded with Ks) and it was out in Richmond. Definitely wasn't ever going to go but I was excited he believed my age.

WRONG! About ten minutes later, I actually read this flier. It wasn't a new night club but rather an event some existing place (next to dollar general, sick!) was having on Friday nights. The age range was 13-17 and it ended at midnight. DAMMIT!! Some awkward teenage kid thought I was his age and decided to hand me this stupid flier.

To make matters worse, I went to the beach with my friend Lindsey this weekend and there was a group of 17 year olds next to us and everytime the girls they came with walked off, they tried to get Lindsey and me to come hang out with them. I thought the beer in my hand made it clear I was way too old to hang out with them. Then again, maybe I look like a very brave/rebellious 17 year old.

It is one thing to be considered young by older people, I can understand that. It is another thing entirely for babies to claim me as their own. Talk about embarrassing!

Hopefully I will begin to look like an adult within the next 6 months. Doubtful but a girl can dream.

XOXO

I'm an Awkward Turtle

A new turn of events has recently (or maybe not so recently) broadsided me. When the heck did I get old enough that OLD people thought it was okay to talk about sex with me? I do not want to know about that!

Somehow (with my amazing luck), I end up hearing about this stuff fairly often. Even worse, it always tends to be my dad's employees. Because they work for my father, I have to sit there and endure it. Truth be told, all I want to do is cover my ears and sing la la la la la but instead I attempt to smile and laugh at appropriate times. KILL ME!

Just the other day, my father's computer guy started making jokes with me about a former employee. These were the kind of jokes that I only feel comfortable making with close friends. To make it worse, he proceeded to add gestures and sounds. I will spare you the details but know that it was bad.

I attempted to tell my mother how this made me uncomfortable. MISTAKE.

Growing up is great. Sexy shoes and good drinks (along with countless other things) were totally worth getting old for. However, being incorporated into the personal lives of the people I will always consider the "adults" is a major downfall.

As I continue to type this, I am realizing this may not be an appropriate blog topic. Oh well. I'm inappropriate. I'm sure Philen would laugh at my extreme discomfort caused by this situation.

Let me know if you can relate.

XOXO

Too Much of a Good Thing

There is an Alan Jackson song that goes "too much of a good thing is a good thing." Hate to burst your bubble Alan, but you are DEAD wrong.

I'm a family girl. I love my family. But after a 12 hour road trip to Georgia followed by a whole nonstop family weekend and another 12 hour road trip back to Texas, I have learned too much family is bad for your health.

This past weekend, we went to see my brother at Fort Benning in Georgia. Well, Sand Hill but same difference. Blake was stuck in his uniform all weekend so of course he was bombarded with pictures by my mother. It was nice to see him considering I'll only see him a few more times before he goes to Germany. (Blake got stationed there.)

Blake and I took a little break from the rents to go see Transformers 2. I love that they wrote in Shia's hand injury from his drunk driving incident. Amazing movie.

Best part of the weekend was the trashy girlfriends of the guys in the army. Freaking hilarious.
The girl pictured above in the purple dress was my personal favorite. What you can't see is the giant tattoo across her chest. It was some sort of cursive writing. Maybe judgmental of me but it was too funny not to laugh. Mind you, these pictures were taken around 8am.

Minus my family driving me insane, it was a successful weekend. I am now living in Sugar Land. I am sure there will be tons of adventures to post about soon.

XOXO

Summer To Dos

So recently I have begun to feel old. Not the kind of old where I am having health problems or losing my sight but the kind of old where I realize I am truly an adult. I know it is silly because I've been an adult for over four years but, to be honest, I haven't really felt like one. Now I do. The majority of my friends have graduated college and I spend my weekends visiting them. Also, it takes me a lot longer to recover from all-night partying than it used to. These are definite signs of getting old.

In an attempt to reclaim my youth, I have developed a plan of things to do before the end of summer. Or maybe before graduation. I'm aiming for the end of summer. Anyways, here are a few of the things I want to do. Don't judge because some of them are a bit childish.

• Become a runner
• Play in a sprinkler
• Run through the fountains on campus
• Float the river
• Dance with friends - without alcohol
• Have a girls weekend somewhere fun - man hunt and laughing at each others expense is required
• Go to the beach - spending the whole time tanning does NOT count
• Go somewhere where cowboy boots are completely acceptable and maybe even encouraged
• Drive around with friends: windows down and music blaring - dancing and singing is a must
• Watch the sun rise (or set, I'm not picky)
• Do something completely spontaneous
• Watch the fireworks on the 4th - wearing red, white or blue is also a requirement
• Learn to become photogenic
  
  

I feel like this is a bucket list. Oh well. This is my last college summer so I'd like to do it in a youthful style.

XOXO

Welcome to My Blog!

First post! Exciting! I'm mostly posting this as a test run. I hope to use this to share not only my life, but my adventure into photography as well. Look for much more exciting pictures come June. Since this is my first post, I wanted to leave you with the first few pictures I took on my digital SLR.

This is my Gracie. She loves the camera and the camera loves her.

This is my dog Marley, or as I fondly refer to him as Muffin Man. He is truly my favorite pet ever. He is not very photogenic but I just love this picture.

XOXO