You wanna know how I just spent the last 75 minutes of my life? I indulged my inner child and watched Sleeping Beauty. Not gonna lie to y'all.. I was in heaven! I forgot how much I loved all those Disney Classics. And when I say "classics", I mean the REAL classics, like Cinderella, Peter Pan, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, 101 Dalmatians, Robin Hood, Aladdin, Toy Story, The Little Mermaid, Jungle Book, Beauty and the Beast, Lion King, Pocahontas, Hercules...get my drift? Don't get me wrong, I am a huge fan of Tangled and The Incredibles and Emperor's New Groove and Up and Cars and all the new stuff as well. But there is just something about the oldies that makes your soul sing along to the catchy tunes of magic and imagination...they make you feel so great and happy and fuzzy inside. And plus, there is just something wonderful and magical that sparks in your heart when the opening shot of Tinker Bell flying over Cinderella's castle with the classic, simple blue behind it comes on the screen!
So my word of advice for y'all today is: indulge your inner child. I'm not even joking..I'm completely for reals. If you are having a bad day, are going through something tough, are stressed, or simply just need to kill time...read a favorite children's book, watch a Disney classic, listen to 90's boy bands.. Just something from your younger years! Trust me, it'll lift your spirits faster than the balloons in Up lifted Carl Fredricksen's house.
Well..I can't procrastinate my packing any longer (considering I'm leaving on Thursday morning and I'm working all day tomorrow)... sighh. I'm gonna go get on that.
See ya suckers.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Survival of the...just kidding, no one survives.
Econ.
What can I say about this class..........................yep, that's about it.
But seriously though, this class has been a killer. And not the 'AHHH pop out have some time to run and grab a form of protection.' No, that would be too easy. It's the 'I see you when you're sleeping; I know when you're awake; I'll creep into your room like the tooth fairy and GETCHA..before you even get a chance to calculate your opportunity costs.'
Those of you who have taken it most likely know what I am talking about...unless you are some kinda of super-genius, in which case, I salute you. For me, however, this class has been quite the time. It seems like no matter how long I study for the tests, I always fall quite below my goal grade. Don't worry, I know it's not the end of the world if I don't do perfect, but it's still a bummer to say the least.
Honestly, it's kinda funny... you know what I'm talking about: When you are taking a test and you are thinking 'Wow, I got this! I think I'll get a pretty good grade on this. There are only a few I'm having to guess on.' ...but then you go see your grade on the score screen and you think '.....whelp, that's not what I expected. Guess I'll have to go drown my sorrows in ice cream and cookies.' That's what I feel like when I take Econ tests.
But alas, the time has come. Dooms Day is upon us... It's time for my Econ final. DUNN DUUNNN DUUUNNNN!!! Tomorrow, I am going to go and take the blasted test. Who knows if I'll survive..if I'll pass...if I'll fail. Who knows what the future holds. Do not fret, my friends. This too shall pass.
If this is the end for me, however, these are my last words: Eyes, look your last. Arms, take your last embrace. CRUELTY, THY NAME IS ECON!
Farwell.
(Please click the following link to view a rather funny sketch of an Econ final.)
Studio C-Econ 101
What can I say about this class..........................yep, that's about it.
But seriously though, this class has been a killer. And not the 'AHHH pop out have some time to run and grab a form of protection.' No, that would be too easy. It's the 'I see you when you're sleeping; I know when you're awake; I'll creep into your room like the tooth fairy and GETCHA..before you even get a chance to calculate your opportunity costs.'
Those of you who have taken it most likely know what I am talking about...unless you are some kinda of super-genius, in which case, I salute you. For me, however, this class has been quite the time. It seems like no matter how long I study for the tests, I always fall quite below my goal grade. Don't worry, I know it's not the end of the world if I don't do perfect, but it's still a bummer to say the least.
Honestly, it's kinda funny... you know what I'm talking about: When you are taking a test and you are thinking 'Wow, I got this! I think I'll get a pretty good grade on this. There are only a few I'm having to guess on.' ...but then you go see your grade on the score screen and you think '.....whelp, that's not what I expected. Guess I'll have to go drown my sorrows in ice cream and cookies.' That's what I feel like when I take Econ tests.
But alas, the time has come. Dooms Day is upon us... It's time for my Econ final. DUNN DUUNNN DUUUNNNN!!! Tomorrow, I am going to go and take the blasted test. Who knows if I'll survive..if I'll pass...if I'll fail. Who knows what the future holds. Do not fret, my friends. This too shall pass.
If this is the end for me, however, these are my last words: Eyes, look your last. Arms, take your last embrace. CRUELTY, THY NAME IS ECON!
Farwell.
(Please click the following link to view a rather funny sketch of an Econ final.)
Studio C-Econ 101
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Face lift
I decided that after having my blog for about a year now, it deserved a bit of a cosmetic surgery. I rather like it.
That's all I have to say right now... Please enjoy this picture of a ginger riding a unicorn bicycle.
Real updates on my actual life happenings to come soon.
Stay tuned, folks!
That's all I have to say right now... Please enjoy this picture of a ginger riding a unicorn bicycle.
(Haters gonna hate..strug life)
Real updates on my actual life happenings to come soon.
Stay tuned, folks!
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
My Little Mermaid
Has it really been over a month since I blog-posted last?? Yikes... Sorry Momma...
ANYWAYS, now before you all get super excited from the title for a post about Ariel and Eric's epic love story under the sea (follow the previous link to listen the musical stylings of the best crab chorister the big blue has to offer), I should clarify that this post is dedicated to my personal little mermaid. The little lady that swam into my life only a short while ago in the middle of the apple trees in the Appalachian mountains. The bodacious bootyied babe that became my constant companion and one of my best friends over the past year. The girly that I frequently find myself missing terribly lately. The one, the only, Kaitlin Elizabeth Baker.
Most of you probably know her as KatieBaker (Note: one word).
I personally have the pleasure of knowing her as "roomie". Yep, that's right! I was the lucky soul that got Katie Baker as a roommate for my freshman year at BYU. To be honest, I was quite nervous to room with her when the plans first fell into place... You see, I literally had only met/seen her a handful of times before we roomed together, so I had no idea what I was truly getting myself into. Turns out, I was getting myself into one of the best blessings and wildest parties of my life. In the space of a few months, Katie went from the loco crazy girl at girls camp to one of my bestestest friends and adopted sister. As people who have sisters know (or even people who know girls in general), living with a bunch of girls isn't always happy rainbows, butterflies, and unicorns pooping glitter. It's challenging. So obviously, there were rough days between me and Katie, but as my "sister", I always loved her to pieces. This past year has been one of the hardest ones of my life, and Katie was always there for me. She cheered me up, she shook her groove thing, she wrote me little inspirational notes, she listened to me rant during our pillow talks, she baked me pretzels, she made me laugh, and she always had a hug...all in the name of making me feel better. If you want to have a selfless and spiritually strong friend, who is smart and sexy and happy and brave and everything you could ever hope to be in life, then you should search no farther than Katie Baker. She was the best roommate that I could have asked for, and I miss her like the dickens (sleeping just isn't the same without a pale Hawaiian cuddled up next to you).
She is going to go places in this world. Whether it's becoming the first female president or traveling the world changing lives in poverty stricken lands or being the most kick-booty momma of our generation, she is going to succeed with flying colors and look great doin' it. No matter where our lives take us Katie Baker, know that I love you soo much...more than how much our apartment loved your Sunday pretzels...which was a WHOOOLE darn-tootin' lot! I'm so grateful for the influence you have been in my life and the friend you have become to me. Not to sound like a cliche middle school yearbook, but don't ever change sweet girl. I love you. See ya when I see ya.
OH, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOXY LADY!
ANYWAYS, now before you all get super excited from the title for a post about Ariel and Eric's epic love story under the sea (follow the previous link to listen the musical stylings of the best crab chorister the big blue has to offer), I should clarify that this post is dedicated to my personal little mermaid. The little lady that swam into my life only a short while ago in the middle of the apple trees in the Appalachian mountains. The bodacious bootyied babe that became my constant companion and one of my best friends over the past year. The girly that I frequently find myself missing terribly lately. The one, the only, Kaitlin Elizabeth Baker.
Most of you probably know her as KatieBaker (Note: one word).
I personally have the pleasure of knowing her as "roomie". Yep, that's right! I was the lucky soul that got Katie Baker as a roommate for my freshman year at BYU. To be honest, I was quite nervous to room with her when the plans first fell into place... You see, I literally had only met/seen her a handful of times before we roomed together, so I had no idea what I was truly getting myself into. Turns out, I was getting myself into one of the best blessings and wildest parties of my life. In the space of a few months, Katie went from the loco crazy girl at girls camp to one of my bestestest friends and adopted sister. As people who have sisters know (or even people who know girls in general), living with a bunch of girls isn't always happy rainbows, butterflies, and unicorns pooping glitter. It's challenging. So obviously, there were rough days between me and Katie, but as my "sister", I always loved her to pieces. This past year has been one of the hardest ones of my life, and Katie was always there for me. She cheered me up, she shook her groove thing, she wrote me little inspirational notes, she listened to me rant during our pillow talks, she baked me pretzels, she made me laugh, and she always had a hug...all in the name of making me feel better. If you want to have a selfless and spiritually strong friend, who is smart and sexy and happy and brave and everything you could ever hope to be in life, then you should search no farther than Katie Baker. She was the best roommate that I could have asked for, and I miss her like the dickens (sleeping just isn't the same without a pale Hawaiian cuddled up next to you).
She is going to go places in this world. Whether it's becoming the first female president or traveling the world changing lives in poverty stricken lands or being the most kick-booty momma of our generation, she is going to succeed with flying colors and look great doin' it. No matter where our lives take us Katie Baker, know that I love you soo much...more than how much our apartment loved your Sunday pretzels...which was a WHOOOLE darn-tootin' lot! I'm so grateful for the influence you have been in my life and the friend you have become to me. Not to sound like a cliche middle school yearbook, but don't ever change sweet girl. I love you. See ya when I see ya.
OH, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOXY LADY!
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