Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Italians

On Saturday a few friends and I celebrated Martina's birthday!
She is the coolest Italian I know!
Don't look to into the fact that I don't know many Italians.
She is still pretty awesome.
 
 
Her parents made a surprise visit.
It was really emotional!
Got me thinking about how much I'm going to miss my mom when I go to college.
Grr...seriously everything I ever talk about goes back to that subject.
Any way....

 
It was cute because she didn't know if she should be speaking Italian or English.
I wish her brother was older...and spoke English.
He is a cutie!

We ate a lot, and gossiped just as much.
This picture was not posed.
We got caught in the act of sharing some interesting stories.


 
Frosting works wonders as a moisturizer!


Italians really do not disappoint in their cooking abilities!
It tasted amazing!

 
After the party I went to another low key party.
We did take a lot of pictures but those happened in snap chat.
We locked ourselves out at like 2am.
After many failed attempts at prying open windows, Eric took the door off of the hinges.
It was a fun night.
Going to work the next day was not.



Friday, January 25, 2013

This and That

I was watching the show Parenthood, while at Starbucks. For some reason that show manages to tap into my emotional side and starts the water works. I few tears might have slid down my face and a lady came up to me asking if I was okay. It was a bit embarassing to tell her the reason why I was shedding tears. It did give me some hope in humanity. Apparently, strangers do actually care about others.

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One week until I go to Winona State for admitted day. The more that this college thing becomes a reality, the more I don't want to go. I love the school and I love the town, except what if I don't like the people or what if I fail at accomplishing my nursing dream? So many what-ifs!

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I have some big plans for spring break! Which will all be explained in a post very soon. Just hammering out the details, like who is actually coming. (hint hint Sydney!)

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Crumbs

My Grandma's bed always had crumbs in it. I had a lot of sleepovers with her when I was younger. Some of my favorite memories with her happened right before we fell asleep. We would snack, giggle, and tell stories. All that snacking led to a lot of crumbs. They drove me crazy!

Recently, I have been in a TV show mood. Re-watching Gossip Girl, eating all things crunchy, and enjoying my fast metabolism, while I still have it. Lots of crunchy food=crumbs.

The crumbs are driving me crazy, but the memories they brought back I have enjoyed.

Time to change the sheets and vacuum the floor!

Monday, January 14, 2013

Another depressing post about senior year

Mom: I feel bad for you and your friends.
Me: Why?
Mom: You are growing up. You might have a few more sleepovers before you go your separate ways. Maybe a few more after that. It will never be the same though and I hate that.

We are the victims of growing up.

I guess I'm not really scared of the future. I am just scared of...

Who and what will change.
Who will be replaced.
Who and what I might not have anymore.

The majority of the people I go to school with suck. So many of my friends can't wait to get out for that sole reason. Except that school and those people are the reason we became friends. That school brought us under the same roof. Those people are the ones we didn't choose, because we had found someone better.

Those people we complain about today, wont be part of our lives anymore once we graduate. We will have new people that drive us crazy, except those people will be in Illinois, Minnesota, Ohio, and Wisconsin. Only one will know those new annoyances, and they will be complete strangers to the other three.

My friend recently tweeted, "Getting out of here would solve 95% of my problems."

I completely disagree.

The entire world is filled with the same problems, just different people.

Friday, January 11, 2013

The Funk

The funk has returned.

It came around this same time last year!

I cancel plans, get emotional, eat, and pretty much act like a hermit for a while.

I have no clue why I get into this mood.

It honestly just strikes me all of a sudden.

Time to go sulk and feel sorry for myself for no reason at all.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Finals, small hands, and a birthday

I hate finals week! I am a procrastinator when it comes to school, which makes this week terrible. I always have good intentions! I bring home all of my studying supplies, but somehow manage never to crack a book open until the last minute. I never feel prepared for a test and it's all because I wait to study. Of course, after the final is over, I swear that I am changing my ways. No more last minute studying for this girl! To bad finals only happen twice a year. I tend to forget that terrible feeling that finals bring to the pit of my stomach.

Re-learning the past semester of physics has been great fun! I am surprised with how much I already knew. Maybe, I actually have learned something in that class. Weird.

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In other news, thanks to a particular ginger, the evil study hall moniter has started making fun of my small hands. Who does she think she is? She does not know that power of my hands! Good thing I only have one more semester left with her. First, she purposely moves me from my friends for she isnt bored during study hall and now she makes fun of me? Enough is enough.

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It was my partner in crimes birthday yesterday! She spent the day before her birthday whining about how we dont care about her birthday. Of course, when he tried showing we cared, she thought we were mocking her. I have never mocked her in my life. Why would I start the day before her birthday? (cough cough) So I bought balloons, streamers, and a muffin from perkins on top of her gift.

That girl better be happy! She didnt kick anyone that I know of either... So proud!

Happy 18th Birthday love!

Put some fun stuff in that gift I gave you and enjoy being an adult!



Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Rolling

I love snowmobiling. The smell of the exhaust, the sound of the engine, and the feeling you get after plowing through fresh snow are some of my favorite things involving snowmobiles.
 
Snowmobiles, as fun as they can be, can be dangerous.
This past weekend I heard about a family friend's son that got thrown from his snowmobile.
He is currently in the hospital and is looking at a life of being paralyzed.
 
 
Yesterday my family and I went snowmobiling.
I was constantly thinking about Jake.
We passed the place where my dad and sister flipped a snowmobile 4 years ago.
That incident left my dad with a broken collarbone.
 

 
The trails are not very good yet here.
You have to break a lot of them.
So while attempting to drive up on the side of a ditch, I knew I wasn't going to make it.
My mom was on the back of my sled and right when it was about to tip I jumped off.
My Mom on the other hand couldnt get off in time.
I got to watch the snowmobile roll on top of my mom and continue rolling two more times.
 
The fear I felt was like no other.
All of the fears I had in the back of my head, because of Jake, came flooding through my head.
My mom ended up being fine.
She said the snowmobile barely touched her.
A car saw the whole thing go down and pulled over to make sure everything was fine.
They said it looked really serious and were surprised we both got up right away.
 
We got lucky.
I have a cracked windshield and he has broken bones.
I am so thankful for Gods protection and Jake's story means that much more to me.
 

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

2013

"When I was first married my husband said I was one of the bravest people he knew. When I asked him why, he said because I was a complete coward but went ahead and did things anyhow."
- Pema Chodron

The year 2013 is a big one for me. I will graduate high school, become an adult,  start a new life, go off to college, meet new people, and make new mistakes. Along with all the exciting things happening this year, comes the less appealing things. Lots of questions and concerns are swirling around in my head. Did I pick the best college for me? Did I apply for enough scholarships? Did I try hard enough in high school? How will I afford college? Do I really want to become a nurse?

Lots of fear has crept into my head. I just have to keep telling myself that this fear is no different then previous fears. I am often the one trying to get my friends to do something stupid, but the time I spend convincing my friends to do it, I am also convincing myself.

So here is to being a complete coward and still plowing forward in life.

So my news years resolution is: (drum roll please)

Feel the fear and do it anway.

I thought it was much more realistic than to give up soda, lose weight,etc. Those type of resolutions I never follow through with anyway.

Happy New Year