Monday, September 30, 2013

A Weekend Home

I went home for the weekend and I got to see my girls again!
I've missed them.
I just got back to school and the dreaded homesickness has kicked in.
I've been anticipating its arrival since school started.

I don't want to be the person that can't get over the past, but it's so hard!
I miss my friends.
I miss high school.
I miss being so care-free.

I hung out with Eric on Friday night.
It was nice seeing him.

Then on Saturday I went to the grand march at the high school for homecoming.
It kind of sucked not knowing people walking in.

The plan was to go stargazing but it started to pour.
So a few of us just sat in the Papa Johns parking lot, ordered a pizza(For delivery of course. We didn't want to get out of the car), and eventually ventured over to my friend Andrea's house.
We knocked a few back and talked about what was going on with life.

Driving back to school was so hard!
I didn't want to leave home.

When I got back my suite mate asked if I wanted to join her and a few friends for a mini-party in her room. I decided to go study instead!
Of course, five minutes after I leave, she got busted for drinking in the dorms.
I walked into her room and she was pissed off.
The RA made her dump out $40 worth of alcohol and she has to do 5 hours of community service.

She's blaming my roommate on ratting her out.
What a nice "Welcome Back" to college.
Oh and I have never been more grateful for studying in my life!

Sunday, September 29, 2013

Shit My Roommate Tweets: The Final Part

Well, Janine has officially made her twitter private. I'm not 100% its because of me but it's a good bet. Before making it private just tweeted these two beautiful tweets.....

My response? Girl, you need to take a long hard look in your make-up mirror, because tweeting about someone is the same as saying shit behind someones back. Apparently, I should have never showed you kindness, even though I continue to do so.

I guess it's time for my farewell letter...

Dear Janine,

I probably should have followed you on twitter when I found out you had an account or at least confronted you about the false things you were saying. Instead, I took screenshots and blogged about it.    Honestly, I think you should really take your own advice. Tweeting about another individual, without them knowing, is exactly like saying shit behind someone's back. You could have talked to me instead of venting to the twitter world and acting "fake" and "cool" when I talked to you. We were both in the wrong. 

Secondly, I was completely open to being friends with you, but you have not even attempted to be friends with me. When someone attempts to make conversation with you, you're suppose to respond with more than one word. Yes, we are very different people, but you should have given me a chance, even though I am not asian.

Lastly, you're the only person that has a problem with me here. You have pissed off a lot of people by tweeting about them. It's time to take your own advice and mend some fences. 

-Your Roommate 

Friday, September 27, 2013

Shit My Roommate Tweets Part 4

I am going to go insane!
My roommate needs to calm her tits down or I am going to freak out.
In case you forgot about the previous "Shit my roommate tweets" post you can find them here...

She doesn't mention hating her roommate/suite mate, but this got tweeted right after she overheard my suite mate bitching to us about her. Oops.

You have no idea how excited this makes me!!

I may or may not have given her this cold.
Definitely not someone who only leaves there room to grab food (which she eats in our room) and attend class (which she sometimes skips).
Who will you tweet about!?
I actually love this idea.
You should never share a room with someone!
I would know....
I have so many things to say about this lovely tweet.

Rant #1
Your hair dye smelled like rotten eggs.
Rotten eggs vs. cheese and broth.
What would you prefer?
I havent had cheese in months and I'm sorry for microwaving my chicken noodle soup in my microwave.
Our suite mates have yet to complain about my "cheese and broth" smell yet, they are appalled at the smell you have created.
Bitch, if you want to see me complain, I will.
Simply asking how long the smell will last is not complaining.

Rant #2
You never leave the room!
I am never in the room.
Who's smell is more likely to have overtaken the room?
Get a life and take your nasty smelling hair dye with it.

Rant #3
I asked our suite mates if I smelled like cheese and broth.
Guess what they said?
I asked if you made our suite smell like rotten eggs.
Guess what they said?

I win.

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Turn Back Time: Homecoming 2009

Four years ago today.....

We were freshmen getting ready for our first homecoming.

We had four years of high school ahead of us.
We are not those same freshmen girls and at the same time we still are.
Where did the time go?

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Yellow Shirts

The night security came knocking on our door....

It was a good night.

Sunday, September 22, 2013


My public speaking professor said that you should study for a test between 20-30 hours. Who has time for that kind of studying? I spent 11 hours in the library studying for my chemistry test. I haven't gotten the results back yet, but I think I got about a B or C. Maybe, this guy is right. That means I will be living in the library for the next four years. I'm so excited.


This is the weekly floor update. 
My RA wrote, "Don't forget I have open door hours Monday-Friday for two hours! I have candy and condoms if you want any. :)"
Things like this remind me that I attend a public university and not a christian high school anymore.


My parents and sister are spending the weekend with me.
It's family weekend and there is a lot of activities for families.
I'm most excited about the shopping trip I'm dragging my parents on.
I miss spending their money on groceries!

Friday, September 20, 2013

Shit My Roommate Tweets Part 3

...And my crazy roommate continues to tweet.
She doesn't have many friends here, but that gives her no excuse for 1.Making things up and 2. Being stupid enough to tweet these things and thinking I wouldn't run across it. I sort of hope she runs across this blog and see how ridiculous this whole thing is.

....If only she knew I've been following her for a while!
Interesting character?

I never said that. 
The conversation went like this.....

 Sammie: You have an ear infection? 
Me: Yes! Everything sounds weird in one of my ears.
Sammie: Ear infections are weird! Once I felt like I could breathe through my ear.
Me: Seriously? That's weird.

I think that..
1. I'm not exciting and she has to make up things I say.
2. She just likes making me sound crazy. 
Super white?
I consider that a very racist comment.

No comment.
I would be proud of scaring her without planning it, but since she doesn't exactly have a track record for being honest, I highly doubt this happened.
I am impressed by her transformation.
It's crazy!
I have never informed her on how impressed I am, because that would be rude.
"Hey, you go from mediocre to pretty when you do your make-up!"
Yeah, not happening.
I also do not have time to watch her do her make-up, because I have a life.
Even though that life only consists of homework and studying. :(

What? No. I love being woken up at 2:55am! 
It is my favorite thing when I have an 8am class and a huge exam in a few short hours.

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Without a Plan

Sometimes I dream about packing a backpack with clothes, buying a plane ticket, and just leaving. I travel to New York City, San Francisco, Portland, or even Italy. I find a job at a cafe or coffeeshop. I live in a small apartment with people I don't know at first, but eventually they become my best friends. We live life not knowing what the next day will bring and we have no real plans for the future. We seize the day and live life to the fullest. Eventually, we find the people we are meant to spend the rest of our lives with. We have the white picket fences, children running around, and plenty of bonfires in the backyard. We reminiscence on the days that we were young and wild and free.

Then I wake up and realize nothing is stopping me from doing this. Except, I am constantly being told that in order to get far in life you need a collage degree and a plan. The goal in life is to get an education, get a job, find a person to marry, have kids, watch the kids grow up, and then eventually retire. None of that involves just getting up and leaving without a plan.

Monday, September 16, 2013

Summer Song


"Summer nights
Everybody are you with me
Let that igloo cooler
Mark your piece of paradise

-Summer Nights by Rascal Flatts

"Roll out now hit the lake by noon
You bring the drinks and I’ll crank the tunes
Get some hot sun
Jeep full of girls couldn’t get no hotter
Flag em down holler won’t you foller
There’s a party floating on the water
It’s going down right now
Come on jump on

-The Booze Cruise by Blackjack Billy

Perfect song on the radio
Sing along ’cause it’s one we know
It’s a smile, it’s a kiss
It’s a sip of wine, it’s summertime
Sweet summertime

-Kenny Chesney

"She was sippin’ on Southern and singin’ Marshall Tucker
We were falling in love in the sweet heart of summer
She hopped right up into the cab of my truck and said,
“Fire it up, let’s go get this thing stuck.”

-Cruise by Florida Georgia Line

"Now nothing seems as strange as
When the leaves began to change
Or how we thought those days would never end
Sometimes I hear that song and I'll start to sing along"
-Kid Rock

Friday, September 13, 2013

Shit My Roommate Tweets Part 2

The roommate tweeting about me continues.
It's been kind of fun keeping up with her tweets because I get to see how she feels about things.
This is the place where I can clear up some issues and express my own feelings.
If Janine happens to run across this blog, I hope she enjoys reading about my feelings towards her tweets.

If you would like to read part 1 click here.

The real conversation
Me: .....
Janine: .....
That's right! We never discussed going to a party or cam whoring.

Almost a true story.
I thought she had broken something on the bunk bed and that she was going to crush me.
Electrocuted? Never even crossed my mind.

I think you're weird by the stuff I have already seen you do.

I judge you because you talk about me on twitter.
Oh and how you seem to be awake(with the lights on and the TV going) when I'm trying to sleep. Compared to when I get up in the morning and I get ready in the dark.
I wish I could turn on the lights and eat my crunchy cereal, but I am considerate.

Excuse me?
Our bathroom went without toilet paper for days(we just used the bathroom down the hall).
I got sick of it and bought toilet paper for OUR bathroom.
Would it be going to far if I took the toilet paper out of the bathroom and only brought it in when I need it?
That would mean but she would actually have to buy her own.
1. I have yet to even comment on her hair. 
2. I have never had the desire to lick someones hair.
3. I do not smell blue raspberry candy.
Why does she feel the need to lie about what I say?
This one is not personally aimed at me, but I took it personally.
Wisconsin is better.
Example: Who has the better football team? Wisconsin.
Sorry, you're out of luck.
We are talking about next year.
Weren't you just talking about transfering next semester?
I was getting excited about my own room!
Oh and even if it was next semester I highly doubt they would allow one person to get a four person suite to herself. 

This is why we are not friends.
I'm not even the person she was referring too.

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Smoking and Red Solo Cups

Katie's Grandma: I'm going get high.


Shandell: My mom hated that I started smoking. So whenever she would piss me off, I would start smoking, and say, "This is what you lead me to do!"


Scott: I attended mass and then tried pot for the first time. I feel like such a sinner. Time for confession!

(Conversation on the phone)
Luke: Where are you?
Scott: I went to find Alec and I'm at McDonalds.
Me: I have his shoes. How did he go to McDonalds?
Luke: Where are your shoes, Scott?
Scott: Shit, I don't know.
Luke: Dude, just bring me back a McDouble.

No Name: Look at those rolled up jeans and those flip flops!
Sammie: Stop. You have a girlfriend.
No Name: I was talking about a guy.

A text that told me that I had started a clique with some random girls from the night before.

Brienne(which I found out eventually): Hey girrrrl. Hopefully you remember me, but we met last night and started our own clique :) Still up for lunch?

My suite mates and I are currently using a red solo cup to hold our toothbrushes in the bathroom. We like to keep it classy.

We also found out that we need to supply our own toilet paper in our suite...that none of us asked for. My suite mates found that out and stole some from the bathroom down the hall.

There was a poster on the wall in my residence hall inviting us all to play condom bingo. My friends and I thought it would be fun to go and make fun of it. I thought it would be normal bingo and the prizes would be condoms. Instead, the bingo sheet had sex related terms, everyone got a bag with condoms, and you could win additional condom related prizes. I won a keychain that holds a condom inside of it. I will definitely be putting that on my keys!


Destroying your liver between the bluffs and the river. <----- Winona t-shirt I saw during chem class.

Monday, September 9, 2013

Last Friday Night

My Friday night in pictures...and a few words.
Sammie and Serena taking a pre-party nap.
They were thrilled with me.

If I decided to become a man that is what I would look like.

Scott and I dancing the night away.
This kid loves to dance and I don't.
We were in a cellar and there was so many people.
It was so hot and everyone was sweating.
Let's take a picture of the stupid choices we are making!

After we met a few friends and went hard it was time for some Pizza.
Walk-up. Drive-up. Same thing in our eyes.

We were hanging out in the gazebo and all of a sudden we see an ambulance, police car, and a fire truck pull up in front of our dorm. We decided to head back and see what all the commotion was about. Apparently, someone in the 3rd floor of my building was dealing with something. It was kind of scary. I hear about this stuff all the time but have never witnessed it.

After talking for about an hour people either headed to their own rooms or just crashed on the floor.

It was a good night for us.
Hopefully, that girl ends up being alright.