The Weekend to End All Weekends

1. Concert

2. Formal

3. Best Friends Birthday

This is about to be an exhausting weekend.  I’m not going have any time to rest and it’s going to be a constant go go go.  I have something to do every night (rare) and I’m looking forward to every part of it (extremely rare).  I’m disappointed that the concert was moved inside.  Seems strange having a country concert inside, but I guess we all just have to roll with the punches.

Hallelujah praise Jesus that my formal dress actually fits me.  Ordering from rent the runway is always a risk, but the reward is so much greater.  Excited to spend time with all of my sisters and making lasting memories!

Cheers to one of the best weekends yet!

Hippity Hoppity

One of my favorite holidays is right around the corner, Easter.  I mainly love Easter because of the ham and various casseroles.  But I also love Easter because of the shenanigans I get into with my sisters.

Every Easter, we rent a full out bunny costume and drive around the streets of Columbus wreaking havoc.  We usually make stops to all of the little kids that we babysit, or to the local grocery store to pick up a bag of carrots.  It is always a lot of fun and a great way to make lasting memories that I will never forget.

Hoppy Easter everyone!

Registration Frustrations

As a rising senior, I figured I would be able to get every class I want in the time slot I want.  Boy am I way, WAY wrong.  All of my classes are already filled, and I don’t register until Monday.  To say I am freaking out is an understatement.  And on top of my scheduling woes, I just added a new minor which I need to start classes for.  One of the main classes is already filled and there is only one section.  What is up with that?!  How can you only have one section of a class?!  Fingers crossed that another one gets added.

Another registration frustration I have is housing.  As a senior, I feel like it should be easy to be able to live where I want to live.  Wrong again.  It is one of the most stressful processes and it is driving me up a wall.  It causes so many issues with friendships and peoples feelings always seem to get hurt.  Sometimes I wish that we went to a bigger school where we would live in off campus houses as opposed to on campus living.

Heres hoping for registration celebrations by this time next week!

SB2K15

7 hours and counting until I am on my way to sunny skies and 81 degree weather.  My spring break is about to be  packed with travel, friends, family, and business.  First I’m heading to Florida with 3 of my sorority sisters and best friends.  While we’re there we are just planning on relaxing by the pool and maybe get some paddle boarding in on the beach.  After Florida, I am heading to the big apple to do something that is a once in a lifetime kind of thing.  My dad is taking his company public and I get to go with him to New York to ring the stock exchange bell.  This is a HUGE experience for me and something that I will remember for the rest of my life.  Finally, I’ll head home to the great state of Ohio for some home cooked meals and time with my family.  This is going to be the most exciting break I’ve had so far in my college experience.  I have a feeling I’m going to miss laying around and just watching some Netflix, but it will all be worth it by the end.

Off to finish packing!

Snowdaze

With the recent weather here in North Carolina, it makes me think back to my childhood and my sledding accident. 

I was seven years old and we had a huge snowstorm. Of course school was cancelled for the day, so my sister and I took the opportunity to go sledding in the back yard. Everything was going great and then I took a run on the flying saucer. The thing with the saucer is that you have no control over it and it likes to spin around a lot. 

So I take off, racing down the hill spinning around and around. I hear my dad yelling “BAIL! BAIL!” But had no idea what that meant. All of a sudden, everything goes black.  I vaguely remember my dad carrying me inside, and my aunt pulling at my face with some tweezers, but I do not remember the accident at all.  Apparently I had hit the base of a tree at full speed.  My dad ran down to where my body was laying, unconscious, and my face was covered in blood.  He picked me up and ran me inside to where my aunt was.  Luckily she was a nurse and was able to get the debris from the tree out of my face.  My parents then took me to a plastic surgeon to have them stitch my face up.  My aunt made it clear to not let an emergency room doctor sew my face up.  She said the scars would be terrible.  I still have a scar, but it’s not something that bothers me.  My mom always asks me if I want to get it removed, but I like it.  It gives me a story to tell people, it makes me different. 

Fun Video Friday

Use this as a little afternoon laugh to push you through to the weekend!

Fam(ily)

Unfortunately my family is unable to make it to family weekend this coming weekend.  My younger sister is taking the ACT and my older sister just moved to Indianapolis, so they’ve got their hands full.  As much as I wish they were here, I’m kinda glad that they aren’t.  Theres not much to do in the High Point area so we usually always end up sitting in the hotel staring at one another.  Quick flashback to family weekend during the fall of my freshman year:

I hated High Point University.  I was miserable.  I hadn’t made the friendships that I was hoping to make during college and I wanted nothing more than to go home.  My whole family came down, Mom, Dad, and both of my sisters (one older and one younger).  We had had a great weekend and it was the night before they left.  Everyone had gone to sleep and as I laid there I started to worry if HPU was the right place for me.  As I sat there and thought about it more and more, I became more distraught.  **DISCLAIMER: I am not an emotional person.  I don’t cry, and I don’t let people in.**  I broke down.  I went to my Mom’s room and begged her to take me home with them.  She reassured me that everything would be okay and that I was just having a tough time transitioning.  She was able to calm me down until the next day when they loaded the car up and were ready to leave.  I broke down again, not wanting them to leave me here.  This time, my Dad is the one that calmed me down, not with his words, but with a few twenties.  As they say, cash rules everything around me.

I can’t thank my parents enough for the constant support and love they have given me throughout my whole life, but more importantly, my college career.  They have kept me sane through all the tests, friendships, and hardships.  I am forever grateful for that first family weekend when my Mom told me that things would be okay.  Now things are more than “okay”, they are great.  The experiences that I’ve had, and the friendships that I’ve made are way more valuable than those twenties my Dad gave me a few years ago.

So here’s to you family weekend, and here’s to you Mom and Dad.  Enjoy a cold one for me.

Here is a Surprise Corndog

Let’s Get This Started

Alright, before we start, let me warn you of something.  I am NOT a big blogger.  I’ve never done it before, but it has always been something that I was interested in.  Having this assignment will hopefully be a gateway into my blogging career.  After the semester ends, I want to continue blogging for myself.  I feel like getting my thoughts, ideas, and stories published on the internet will give me some sense of accomplishment or fulfillment (and maybe make me seem funnier than I actually am).  You’ll have to be patient with me as I find my way through WordPress.  I guarantee that by the end of the semester, my blog will be all jazzed up with images, gifs, and all that fun stuff.

This has been one of the most stressful weeks of my life, all thanks to one thing: Sorority Recruitment.  Now don’t get me wrong, I love my chapter with all of my heart.  The thing that is stressing me out to the max is having to sing in front of a room full of people who I don’t know.  I like to consider myself a pretty good singer…that is when I’m in the shower, alone, and no one can hear me.  Somehow I got suckered into this and tonight is the big night.  I’m fine with singing in a group.  That part is totally okay with me.  It is the fact that for one song, I have to sing completely alone without any background music.  I know I have the full support of my sisters, and even if I mess up they will still be proud of me.  I just don’t want to disappoint any one of them by messing up.  I’m already getting nervous about it and I don’t have to do it for another 6 hours.

Heres hoping I don’t puke on the floor!