I wonder if Matt will realize I made a new post.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
I'm alive!
Alright so I've really missed my blog and I'm super excited to start writing again :D
I've been in college for about a month now and these are definitely the times I'm going to remember.
Cliche, but college is everything I expected it would be... and more.
My very first night here, I went THE most stereotypical college party. It was pretty much all upperclassmen. My friends and I walked there in the cold, so we were all bundled up in warm clothes. When we stepped inside, it was hot as Hades. Girls were wearing nothing and we were covered head to toe - it was quite funny. Walking through the off-campus house to get to the backyard was pretty impossible and took about 10 minutes to walk the 20 feets worth of crammed together people. After a short while, the majority of my friends left, but I stayed with two of my friends. Eventually the party got busted, so we had to go home... and for some reason, the new group of about 6 people I was with decided that we should be running from the cops... although I'm still not sure why.. the cops didn't care at all - they just wanted us to go home. So my friends and I run around a tennis court back and forth from a cop car for a good amount of time until we finally get away without the cops seeing us - it was quite hilarious since.. well.. I never really take anything seriously. I didn't really care that we could have gotten in trouble since I really didn't think we would - it was just a fun adrenaline rush.
So that was my day one...
The majority of my days now are spent with an awesome group of friends that I've made. We go to the sponsored events, watch movies late at night, make 7/11 and taco bell runs at night, share funny youtube videos like gangnam style... it's just my bucket of fun.
I wish I'd kept a journal for the first week - at least - since there was so much going on. I have the worst memory so I can't recall everything ): Which is why I'm going to try to blog AT LEAST once a week now. Hopefully maybe even every day, if not just for five minutes. Most my posts are going to be like this - posting about my day and randomness. So if you're ever bored and have absolutely nothing to do.. read my posts and you'll probably be pretty entertained if my days keep going like they are.
I also have a possibly "love" interest now, so you get to read all my inner thoughts about relationships yaaayy! ... I'll try not to be too pessimistic (:
Alright well that's it for now. More to come :D
Here's a song for the day:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DcT_jNzUhCs
I've been in college for about a month now and these are definitely the times I'm going to remember.
Cliche, but college is everything I expected it would be... and more.
My very first night here, I went THE most stereotypical college party. It was pretty much all upperclassmen. My friends and I walked there in the cold, so we were all bundled up in warm clothes. When we stepped inside, it was hot as Hades. Girls were wearing nothing and we were covered head to toe - it was quite funny. Walking through the off-campus house to get to the backyard was pretty impossible and took about 10 minutes to walk the 20 feets worth of crammed together people. After a short while, the majority of my friends left, but I stayed with two of my friends. Eventually the party got busted, so we had to go home... and for some reason, the new group of about 6 people I was with decided that we should be running from the cops... although I'm still not sure why.. the cops didn't care at all - they just wanted us to go home. So my friends and I run around a tennis court back and forth from a cop car for a good amount of time until we finally get away without the cops seeing us - it was quite hilarious since.. well.. I never really take anything seriously. I didn't really care that we could have gotten in trouble since I really didn't think we would - it was just a fun adrenaline rush.
So that was my day one...
The majority of my days now are spent with an awesome group of friends that I've made. We go to the sponsored events, watch movies late at night, make 7/11 and taco bell runs at night, share funny youtube videos like gangnam style... it's just my bucket of fun.
I wish I'd kept a journal for the first week - at least - since there was so much going on. I have the worst memory so I can't recall everything ): Which is why I'm going to try to blog AT LEAST once a week now. Hopefully maybe even every day, if not just for five minutes. Most my posts are going to be like this - posting about my day and randomness. So if you're ever bored and have absolutely nothing to do.. read my posts and you'll probably be pretty entertained if my days keep going like they are.
I also have a possibly "love" interest now, so you get to read all my inner thoughts about relationships yaaayy! ... I'll try not to be too pessimistic (:
Alright well that's it for now. More to come :D
Here's a song for the day:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DcT_jNzUhCs
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Career Test
I was accepted into the college I want to go to
for a major in Business.
Because, at the time, I didn't know what I wanted to do.
And business seemed like a safe place to start.
So that's how I applied to colleges.
With a business major.
Later on,
I realize that I really want to be a teacher.
For little kids.
Especially those with learning disabilities/those who need special education.
That what I want to do.
And then I remembered,
when I was younger, I aspired to be a cosmetologist.
But that dream got ruined when I realized I'm not as good as other people at make up.
And I don't have that many make-up brushes.
And my hair bleaching skills aren't as good as I thought they were.
So I gave up my dream.
Then,
art. Art is like perfection that threw up everywhere.
There are so many options in art. You can be yourself in art.
Everything is art. Even bad art is art. I wish I were good at art.
Because then I'd do art.
So today,
I took a career test.
And I realized...
All I really want to do,
is cook. And bake. And chop and dice and ice and blanch and mince and roll and boil.
I really want to be a chef. A pastry chef. A restaurant chef. A cake designer.
God, I'd do anything to be a chef.
And go to culinary school.
But here I am.
Stuck with business.
I don't like business.
There are fifty things I like more than business.
It's a good thing I'm young.
for a major in Business.
Because, at the time, I didn't know what I wanted to do.
And business seemed like a safe place to start.
So that's how I applied to colleges.
With a business major.
Later on,
I realize that I really want to be a teacher.
For little kids.
Especially those with learning disabilities/those who need special education.
That what I want to do.
And then I remembered,
when I was younger, I aspired to be a cosmetologist.
But that dream got ruined when I realized I'm not as good as other people at make up.
And I don't have that many make-up brushes.
And my hair bleaching skills aren't as good as I thought they were.
So I gave up my dream.
Then,
art. Art is like perfection that threw up everywhere.
There are so many options in art. You can be yourself in art.
Everything is art. Even bad art is art. I wish I were good at art.
Because then I'd do art.
So today,
I took a career test.
And I realized...
All I really want to do,
is cook. And bake. And chop and dice and ice and blanch and mince and roll and boil.
I really want to be a chef. A pastry chef. A restaurant chef. A cake designer.
God, I'd do anything to be a chef.
And go to culinary school.
But here I am.
Stuck with business.
I don't like business.
There are fifty things I like more than business.
It's a good thing I'm young.
Monday, May 28, 2012
Like, love
I liked you when you held me.
And then it started to seem like you liked me too,
because you liked to hold me how I liked to be held.
And then I got scared.
I don't want you to hold me anymore.
Because you might like me.
And that's a scary thought.
And then it started to seem like you liked me too,
because you liked to hold me how I liked to be held.
And then I got scared.
I don't want you to hold me anymore.
Because you might like me.
And that's a scary thought.
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Pre-face to Love
I've noticed that my highest viewed blog post has to do with love.
So be expecting a post about love soon! (:
So be expecting a post about love soon! (:
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