Armageddon

Id never seen it, Armageddon that is. People would talk about it and when I would respond, "hmph never seen it," and then I got that look.  That look that says, "what kind of girl are you!?!"  So, with that, we had it delivered to us via Netflix.  I have to admit, I loved it, and maybe even shed a tear... or two... or a couple. 

The Real World Tahoe

This is the true story of nine friends who are picked to live in a house, and  have their lives tapped. To embrace the mountains and find out when people stop being polite and start getting real, Real World Tahoe.

            Well not really. We didn’t get picked, we paid for it and our lives weren’t tapped but we did take a ton of pictures. 

            Spring break, where have you been all my life and why have you never shown me Tahoe before.  This spring break, after a failed attempt to go to Cabo, we got hooked up with a beautiful home in South Lake.  It was my first time to Tahoe and my first trip with my roommates, or any college friends for that matter. 

            After a two-day stop in San Jose/San Francisco where I got to see Colleen, we completed the journey from sand to snow.  It was absolutely breathtaking.  The mountains were covered with snow and the air was crisp. 

            To be honest we didn’t do much.  We probably went in the jacuzzi twice a day and considered a snowball fight to be exhausting.  I took plenty of relaxing baths and made time for leisure reading.  We played games and made every meal together.  We laughed and had talks ranging from love, life, and philosophy.  Some hit the slopes and some took a little extra time to enjoy the scenery.  We went thrift shopping and took advantage of happy hour.  We learned to play SCUM and Shea cried three times in the Patriot... and did I mention i BEAR crawled into our backyard?

            Relaxation was needed.  Sleeping was needed. And a good old fashion snowball fight was needed.  I think it just might be the cure after a week of midterms. 

Ismail Pasha PASHED through the Suez Canal

We all love the world and reading the news, we think we are nomads, we have nose rings, and we all had no idea what the Boer Wars of 1872 were up until last night.  Its mid-term week.  The week I realized that I had no idea what was really going on in my Europe and the World class, and neither did anyone else for that matter. 

We split up the 80-term study guide with 14 essay potential essays prompts and about 30 map terms.  It was rough.  We made up silly songs to remember things and assured ourselves we knew our stuff, but then the clock struck midnight.  Seeing as we weren’t finished, we needed a plan.  My suggestion was to go to a 24-hour coffee shop nearby, but Paige and Beth had other plans.  Their brilliant idea was to break into the library.  I didn’t think they were serious… they were.  Apparently people do this? I’m still confused to be honest. 

Paige hid in the stairwell while everything got locked up. The rest of us got the snack essentials: ruffles, french onion dip, and coffee to fuel us for the next couple hours.  We got the call that we were good to go.  We quickly walked to the front of the library and we were let in, fearing an alarm.  We hid in an area far from any windows and stayed until 3 am.  We casually walked out: smarter and much sleepier.

Trespassing? I think it counts.  Another thing to cross off my list....

20+1= 21

Thanks for helping me celebrate my 21st birthday! Cheers :)

Where in the World is Carmen San Diego?

Its a dollar? Ill take it!

The swap meet at sports arena. Yep, I finally went after passing it Sunday after Sunday after Sunday.  It was quite possibly the weirdest experience I have ever had at the swap meet. Typically its new stuff or its old stuff, this was a mix of both with a little extra.  There was a whole booth dedicated to Mexican candies, a booth of scary paintings of clowns, and even fish sculptures for $700.  But my personal favorite, was the booth containing someone’s entire household: from salt and pepper shakers to a Windows 95’ User Guide to creepy baby dolls to bras to a man with a mullet in a frame.  I splurged and got the mullet man frame for a dollar, I figured it would be a good way to make Court laugh, it was successful.  Ryan came along and found the same humor in this strange place, we decided if we ever have a bad week, we could always look forward to the weekend, just to head to the swap meet for a good laugh. 

Thanks for making me a fighter...

Thank you running for keeping me healthy.  Thank you running for being there for good times and the bad times.  Thank you running for allowing me to buy new clothes.  Thank you running for helping me find my love for Eminem.  Thank you running for giving me an excuse to wear my hat backwards.  Thank you running for allowing me to take part in the Dana Point Turkey Trot in freezing cold weather.  Thank you running for proving to myself that I could do it.  Thank you running for allowing me to share this memory with my popsiedoodle, sister, and brother-in-law.  Thank you running for helping me heal. 

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My favorite couple :)

root beer floats...

bottled root beer is better :)