good [and bad] things come in 3's.

THE GOOD

..... 1.  As of currently, I believe my Teach For America interview went well. And by "well" I mean as good as an awkward 45 minute phone conversation with a stranger can go; but I'm not complaining. I am one step closer and as of now all I can do is wait. 


..... 2. I have phenomenal friends. You may think your friends are the greatest but that's pretty much a false statement. Within the past week we have made two home cooked meals, learned how to dougie via Justin Bieber, watched a sad amount of Extreme Makeover Home Edition and planned multiple road trips for the near future. Undeniably they make my world go round. 


..... 3. Working out has become an awesome new habit. Which has led to me agreeing to run a 5K with my roommates this Friday. Never in my life did I think this would be a possibility for myself - much less something I would ever agree to. But I have and though I don't think I will run the whole 3.1 miles or whatever it may be, I am pretty sure I will kick ass regardless. 

THE BAD

..... 1.  Not getting to see Gixxer. The ex-boyfriend and I aren't on the best of terms which means "our" dog is no longer "ours" it is his; which I hate, if I haven't mentioned that yet. So unfair. I have no control in the situation. I feel awful because I get the feeling I will never get to see him again. Something I just have to deal with I guess. 

..... 2. I am feeling pretty eh as of lately. Not really sure if I am getting sick or what but I am kind of in a mellow mood, as I quote my dear friend Olivia. Life just seems kind of blah, the weather is super gross and I am definitely coming down with a cold; fail. This all needs to do a 180, asap. 

..... 3. One of my friends, who has a child that I LOVE, told me that we are no longer going to be able to speak. To say I was distraught is an understatement. Not only am I losing my friend but their precious little girl as well. I thought things were heading in the right direction - that we were on the same page with our friendship - apparently I was wrong. Slap in the face: check. 

THE UGLY

..... I am sure there are three who's or what's that are ugly in my life but we shall save this for another day .....

For now I leave you with this: 

[Challenge]

Forgive someone. Try to at least. Regardless of how big or small the issue between the two of you is, make an attempt to fix it. Animosity and anger only spur more hate within yourself - just see what happens. 

to infinity and beyond.

Never have I ever been more terrified about my future than on days like today. As I start to apply for graduation, pick out announcements and order my cap and gown life seems to momentarily stand still. I can remember back to a time when all I cared about was playing dress up in my moms high heels; how unfortunate it is that we have to grow up. 

But then I begin to think about how in so many ways I am still a little kid. For example, I had to get a shot yesterday and let me tell you the minute I found out that a booster was necessary the waterworks began. There is a huge fear that has been deep inside me as far back as I can remember and it revolves around needles. I don't care if you are pricking my finger, giving me a shot or drawing blood - there is going tears [and lots of them] and possibly fainting.


Additionally I wanted my daddy to hold my hand. The thought of him sitting in the waiting room as I was being poked and prodded made me sick ... so I made him join me.

All in all - I barely cried. 

And in that moment, when I looked down at my puppy dog bandaid and my dad holding my hand as we walked out of the pediatricians office I realized - there will always be a part of me, twenty-two, nine, or sixty-seven, that is a child. 

love, hate and nostalgia.

It seems as though I am back to blogging and oddly enough it is where I seem to feel the most comfortable.  As cheesy as it sounds I had a Xanga back in the day; yeah I went there. It seems to me as though that was the original blogging site. Even though that was probably just the perspective of a seemingly unknowing junior high girl back in the day. Oh how I wish I could go back to those days sometimes; then again all I blogged about was how much I hated my parents or what boy I thought was cute.

Oh how the tides have turned. 

Nowadays I am a broke college student - living a life of uncertainty and chaos. If I'm not on my way to a meeting, frantically studying for a test or getting some shut eye [which is rare] ... then I am having $1 margaritas with my roommates, making random road trips in the middle of the night and dancing on campus in the rain [which happens more often than you would think]. 

This is going to be my opportunity to rant about things I hate and occasionally tell you about things and those that I LOVE. 

Today:

I hate the cold. 

We live in Texas people, freaking Texas. When my poor soul woke up at the crack of 630AM for class it was 23 degrees outside. With a windchill of 14 degrees.I could see my breath in my car. Not only is that unheard of in these parts it is also absurd. No one should have to brave such unbearable conditions. 

Additionally I LOVE McDonald's breakfast. 

Now don't get me wrong - McDonald's is nasty and I am certainly not a fan. I don't even enjoy red meat to begin with. Seeing as McDonald's doesn't use real meat I tend to let their food slide under the radar. That however is not the point. What I'm getting at is how delicious a silly sausage patty, hash-brown and glass of orange juice can be at 7AM. It is absolutely mind blowing. Normally  McDonald's is pissing me off because breakfast is only served till 10AM. But alas, today I beat the system. It will be a good day. 

Until next time I will leave you with this ...

Challenge: Broaden your horizons. Listen to music you normally wouldn't, eat food you think is strange - just step out of your box and see what happens.