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Sunday Funday

Okay so I just woke up… so judge me it’s Sunday!!

Ahh Sunday, the day of rest.  And homework, lots of homework.  I like to play a little game with myself and see how much homework I can get done in four hours on a Sunday.  The answer is usually all of it.  I don’t know why, but for some reason (it’s probably a conditioned response that I have been preparing myself for after years of not doing any homework till Sunday) I become invincible on Sunday’s.  Which is great, because I can get all my homework done and still enjoy the rest of the day.

I know you are all wondering how the date went yesterday, ice skating and all.  Well lets just say I am a boss at ice skating.  My date asked me how many times I thought I would fall and I boldly answered NONE.  (so boldly in fact that I sat there wondering to myself really did you just say that?)  But my face was confident all like:

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And I picked it up right away and I am sure I looked just like this:

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Now ice skating is a great date idea…just a great idea, but after you get out there and your skating and going in circles after the first half an hour it gets so boring…I mean you can only dodge so many children.  Why can’t they have an ice skating obstacle course or something, Now that would be fun.  If you didn’t know by this point I love a challenge, like tell me I can’t do something, come on I dare you!  And I will prove you oh so wrong every time   As long as it’s within my physical limitations.  So I can’t jump 8 feet in the air, but I can with a trampoline! Ha! That’s kind of how my mind works all the time.  Lets take something basic, and make it impossibly hard and see if it’s doable.

So date ended we went our separate way’s, (No I didn’t get a kiss) and when I arrived home I was wondering what now…

I was exhausted from ice skating and wasn’t sure if he wanted to see me again, because I am a constant over analyzer, (Thanks mother),  so I just as soon laid down and started watching a movie.  I figured it he wanted to see me he would just ask.  And of course he did!  So I drove over to his place and we had another movie night.  It was awesome! (We watched Zero Dark Thirty, which if you haven’t seen it yet I would totally recommend it)  I was so lazy this time I wore even baggier sweatpants and a sweatshirt!  I call it my “I’m not going to sleep with you so I’ll dress in baggie clothes” weapon.  It never works though…  Either he ends up wanting and trying to sleep with me, or I find myself wanting to get with him…In this case both.  And as I always say if you can’t beat’em join’em, or leave.  Which is what I did, I left.  As soon as I found myself getting to “comfortable” and pushing the envelope I was like NO I have to go.  And since I know your all wondering …Yes, yes he was a great kisser.  Except for the face stubble. That has got to go!  I have a sensitive face, what can I say I’m a girl. Oh and for the record this guy has great legs, and it sounds weird to say that as a girl, but we have all see the guy that has great upper body strength and no freaking legs!! It is so weird and annoying and I just want to walk over to that guy in the gym and be like that is SOOO NOT SEXY!!  Okay rant done here is a picture of what I’m talking about in case you haven’t stumbled upon this fallacy:

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So remember guys:

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it’s just gross. Moving on…

So after leaving, for some unknown reason I decided to stop at Wendy’s and get a small chocolate frosty.  Which I haven’t had in probably years, and I must have looked happy because as I was ordering said frosty at the microphone,  the guy could see my face from his window and he was like “Man, you’re in a good mood!”  Which made me start grinning like an idiot so I probably looked something like this:

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And then I had to explain to the man at the drive through that I met a guy, blah blah blah… He was loving the whole thing cause it was about 12am and he was probably bored out of his mind.  And I know how it is to have to work late and he probably gets a bunch of drunk biddies (thanks for the word Joe!) in that are annoying as hell and then here comes the little white girl all happy-go-lucky, geeking out because of a boy.  I had the man cracking up, and the whole time I was thinking oh my god, stop smiling so much you look like a retard!  Anyway I got home to the ultimate video game fighter asleep on the couch with a tournament on that he should have been at in Philly, Everyone else was in bed and so I went downstairs to pass out.

Waking up this morning I set out to do three things today:

1. Drink coffee and have breakfast. Check!

2. Update blog. Check!

3. Now here is my problem, I’m going to the gym after I write this and I have to read math homework (either during or after gym time, which I hate with fiery passion, the math not the gym).  Now my theory here is since I’m doing cardio for like an hour, I could potentially read my math homework and then every time I get frustrated I can just do an interval sprint…So I’ll potentially be doing HIIT’s (High-Interval Intensity Training) And I will relieve a lot of pent-up tension, okay I’m definitely be doing this since just typing this and thinking about it gets me pumped up.  One thing is for sure I’m definitely not doing weights today,  I need space and I need to run, like really run, more like sprint.  I need the kind of space like if I was home I would be trail running.  Just that kind of challenging course to make me clear my head and relax.  But since I’m not home I’ll just settle for the gym at school and kill two birds with one stone by reading and running.

Oh and if you don’t know what trail running is I suggest you do it! it’s basically like hiking but instead of walking you run, and if your like me at all, you run as fast as you can without falling, which happens occasionally,  I like it mainly because it’s all about agility and quick thinking and if you screw up it hurts so you generally don’t screw up.  It reminds me of cross-country riding which is what you do on  a horse…Also you run so much farther than you ever thought possible, I once ran ten miles without evening thinking about, I was just having so much fun…Quick examples:

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http://www.vhtrc.org/files/trail-run.htm This website is calling my name!  Can’t wait till the weather gets warmer…

I know I have a serious problem with adrenaline.  Anyway off to the gym!

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Boys & Blind Dates

Oh my goodness.  So I went on a blind date last night.  When I say blind I mean I had never met this man before.  EVER.  I met him online and he insisted we go out for drinks and I of course was crazy nervous because he could be a serial rapist or something.  So after two weeks of trying to see each other and texting back and forth I finally thought there was no way this guy still wanted to see me.  He hadn’t called me, hadn’t texted me all week, of course when I talk to my mother she is all like why haven’t you talked to him?  I’m over here like, Its not my job!  Then I did something so classic to my family.  It could be what we are known for…

I texted him and went for it!

I wanted to see him, I had had enough of this dancing around the bush and wondering whether he had five noses, or a uni-brow, I had to see for myself.  I shot him a text and a second later he responded.  I was like wow what was impressive.  Next thing you know he wants me to come over and hang out at his place…

First thing that pops into my head is booty call!  It being eight at night helped that slip away pretty quickly, but the next thing that popped into my head is shit! what am I going to wear?!

I am a lucky lucky girl when it comes to the whole what to wear situations….I can make sweat pants and a t-shirt look sexy if I have too.  So that’s exactly what I did!

So I clamor into my car and head for his house.  Hoping and praying he is the same person I have seen in pictures.  Then it happens I am there in the parking lot.  Nervous as all get up.

And he comes around the corner of the apartment complex and….

He is even better looking than the pictures!  My inner goddess does back flips  relief washes over me and all is right in the world again.

Upon regaining my self control and state of being I promptly start talking…and talking…and talking…then I finally shut up and realize, Oh My God.  I talk way to much.  Then I realize that he has been keeping right up and we are both on the same page.  Another flood of relief as I realize that hey, maybe this guy can actually hold a conversation!  And he is good looking!  And he is older!  And he doesn’t live with his mother?!

WINNER WINNER CHICKEN DINNER

He is a keeper, but of course, I do have to remind myself that this is only a first time date and he still could turn out to be a weirdo.  So as the date goes on we watched movies and talked, I got him to do a handstand and he made me draw a horse, which turned out terrible because he made me use a pen!  Then another thing happened…

He tried to kiss me.  I don’t blame him I’m a good looking girl, friendly, smart, funny, but I don’t kiss on the first date.  No sir not this girl, sorry.  And here is what takes guys aback with me…

Unlike most girls, who would probably just let a guy kiss them and avoid the awkward silence of being rejected, I don’t give a damn about awkward silences   I would much rather him know that I have morals,  and I demand respect.  If I really like you, it won’t take more than three dates to get a kiss, but the first date, for me at least, is all about getting to know each other and figuring out if I even want to kiss this guy.

There he sat all rejected on the couch next to me and I could hear the crickets in the air as his mind processed the fact that this gorgeous, smart man, just got turned down.  Then I turned to him and in order to save the date carefully explained that I just wanted to get to know him a little better first.  This seemed to do the trick and save the day,  so we spent the rest of the night cuddling on the couch watching and cracking up at the show Duck Dynasty, which if you haven’t seen it is hilarious.  Sii is my favorite character.  As the night turned into early morning I finally left around 2am.  I managed to make it back home and quickly fell asleep.

This morning I awoke and of course the first thing I thought was, God I talk way to much.  I probably ruined the whole thing.  But of course, he had sent me a text to wake up too, making sure I had arrived home in one piece and one thing led to another and now were going ice skating.  It was my idea, and I’m so thrilled because I have wanted to go for so long! His first response to the idea was of course yes, and then he was like wait, you have gotten me to do a handstand, and go ice skating in twenty four hours?!  How did you do that? I have my ways, and my magic.  I’ll have to update you on the ice skating tomorrow! Until then wish me luck!! Hopefully I don’t pull one of these!

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Friendship. Happiness

So I came across this gem on the internet today. blogglovin

It just reminds me of…Well Me!  You can ask anyone of my four friends and they will all tell you that nothing can get me down. EVER.  I’m just an optimistic person.

“People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway. If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway. If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway. The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway. For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.” -Mother Teresa

This breathtaking quote is my mantra.  It is what I live my life by everyday.  I meet new people all the time and usually the first thing they notice about me is that I’m always smiling.   And I hate the fact that I’m always smiling but it is how people know me.  So regardless of my mood I have a stupid grin slapped across my face.  Now the people who know me the best know how to tell if I am actually happy or if I’m about to cry with a smile on my face.  They learn to read my moods and other actions I do so I can absolutely hide nothing from them.  This is one of the reasons I only have a few friends. (close friends that is) On that note my few friends that I do let in and actually trust consist of two girls, and only two girls, and two guys.  How funny is that?!  I just realized I have exactly four friends and they are split equally down the middle.  Now these friends of mine are no normal friends.  They are the die-hard call you out on your shit kinda friends.  They will get drunk with you one night and tell you to get your shit together the next.  I can invite them over and they can walk in look at the smile on my face and instantly say what is wrong?  Sometimes it is impressive how smart they can be,  I think that I can fool them considerably and they just see straight through the shit and cut right to the heart of the matter.  One time I was on the phone with one of my guy friends and I was upset, but you know, I’m on the phone so I thought I had it under control.  In my mind I was all like I got this he will never know.

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Within the first five minutes of the conversation he goes, what’s wrong?  Why are you upset?  What happened?  I am always taken aback when they figure it out.

Another great friend of mine which I recently just got home from hanging with are the horses.  I ride.  Maybe not right at this moment in my life but I have been riding since I was old enough to speak the word horse.  I have worked with every type of crazy four-legged friend you can imagine.  I just have a way with horses.  Don’t ask me to explain it, I can’t, but I just know what they are thinking.

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My two best friends in the whole wide world my sister and my horse.

Perfect example happened in class today.  For our lab we had to bundle up and venture out into this 35 degree weather for two hours and work directly with the horses.  As a leader in lab, basically meaning I have the most experience and the teacher can trust me to know what to do all the time,  I had to pleasure of working with a freshman who had no horse experience in her life.  Now normally if I was working a job, I would be quite P. O’ed about the whole thing (I have little patience with people) but since I was in a classroom setting I took to her like a mother hen.  One of the hardest things we had to do today (not for me but for anyone without horse experience) was to complete an obstacle course with the horses.  First you had to open and close the gate with the horse in your hands, next a 180 degree turn on the forehand, than back the horse through two poles laid out on the ground, than trot from one cone to the other with the horse in hand, and lastly halt the horse with a pole between his front legs and back legs.  For someone like myself this is child’s play, but for an inexperienced new horseman it is quite daunting.  I was the first to go (practice) and I whipped through it with of course no problems.  Next was the poor horseless soul.  She tried and tried but could not get the horse to move backwards straight and the horses hindquarters were swaying from side to side, they would swing out to the left then right then way left…you get the idea.  After getting frustrated she finally finishes and comes back to me.

Her first remark to me is “How the fuck did you make that look so easy!”  I started cracking up, really I just couldn’t not laugh, and she says again, “I mean really! I couldn’t even see you tell the horse to do anything you just swept through the whole course and it was like the horse could read your mind!” (I’m doubled over laughing at this point)  So I first told her I have horse sense.  I can move and positions a horses body as if it were my own without even thinking.  The second thing I told her was to slow down.  Every time you mess it up or he swings his butt right or left stop everything and think! What am I doing wrong? Because trust me it is definitely you never the horse.  If he swings to the left point the lead rope towards that side and ask him to back up.  I was like, here think of it this way… If you lie on your back on the ground body straight and rigid  and I push your head and arms to the left which way are your feet going to go?  She goes right?  Exactly!! And with that last word of advice she redid the obstacle course and nailed it.  It was the cutest thing ever!  She literally was jumping for joy because she was so proud of herself.  This is how I stay happy.  It’s the little things that I love that get me through the tough times.  It is always at the end of the day that moment when you see a little bit of yourself in someone else and remembering the struggles you overcame.  Despite it being 35 degree’s outside and freezing your butt off you forget about it because you just got a 1500 pound animal to back up through two stupid poles!  If you can do that what can’t you do I mean really?  There are many things riding teaches you throughout life and one of the most important lessons I’ve ever learned is to take joy in the small things, because you never know when it will end.  Horses are so fragile yet so big, they can jump around a course of five foot fences and be playing in the pasture with a buddy and slip and shatter a bone and that is the end.  Life for a rider is in the moment,  we’ll take a small insignificant victory every chance we get because a day, month, or year from now it could be the last one.

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Throwback Thursday (since everyone’s doing it now)

Alright so yesterday was obviously not my best day…or maybe it was but I’ll update you all on how that ended up.

First off without even thinking about how everyone is now doing this throwback Thursday picture thing I came home from class and snuggled back into bed, fired up the computer and proceeded to start watching New Girl.  Not only is this show hilarious to me specifically because I do indeed live with all guys, but I do literally the exact same things as the main character on the show. (obviously you can tell I’m a die hard fan cause I have no idea what her name is)  After finishing the episode genius struck! (which it so often does not)  I was going to recreate a classic strawberries on top of vanilla ice cream.  This is a throwback to me mainly because…oh dear god my roommate just started drumming. (sorry random tangent drums are not something you bring to a freaking apartment!!)  So where was I?  Oh yes strawberry throwback.  See my grandmother’s church always has a strawberry festival during the summer and my favorite part was of course strawberries over vanilla ice cream.  So in my haste to get summer back I quickly rushed off to the grocery store in search of the ever delicious fruit.  I swear I can never actually go to the store and just buy one item (unless it is a pint Ben and Jerry’s) so I came home with two packages of strawberries, eight kiwi’s, and seven banana’s.  Oh and natural vanilla ice cream of course.  i tediously cut up and covered the strawberries with sugar and left them to sit in the fridge to get that oh so scrumptious strawberry juice that drips to the bottom.  And here I sit typing away and eating my amazing dinner.  

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It really is a complete meal!  I swear it is, for today at least.  

So on to last night.  Immediately after finishing my first post, and the Bacardi I raced upstairs all liquored up and hyper to see what my roommates were up too.  After holing up in my room I was in desperate need of attention, oh wait what? Did I just say that?  lets reword that I was in desperate need of socializing.  Yes, much better.  

So upon approaching the living room I sat on the couch next to the ultimate professional video game fighting champion.  He really is a professional video gamer, and I proceeded to be obnoxious and ask if I could try playing the fighting game he was playing.  It was marvel vs. capcom, a fighting game, and looked pretty easy to figure out right?  While in my inebriated state I somewhat manged to impress said PVGF (professional video game fighter) with my skills.  Very quickly after I learned that I was, as usual, out of alcohol.  My mood went from yeah I’m feeling good to man I wish I could just have one more drink.  Then it happened.  A Heineken appeared out of the heavens (which was the fridge for me at that point) and all was right in the world.  

This is where things got tricky.   

I always think it is a good idea to have one more drink.

It definitively is not.

Here’s why.

Upon drinking even half of that beer when I was previously just drinking wine, mainly non-bubbly drinks the carbonation killed my stomach and I was instantly hammered.  Not the I’m gonna throwup and die type but the man now I just feel drunk and full type.  So I decided it was time to take a nap and watch a movie…wait I mean just take a nap.  So I thew on inception and passed out for a solid four hours!  The worst part about falling asleep around  5pm and sleeping till 9pm for most people is the fact that they won’t be able to fall back asleep that night.  Not my problem! I woke up completely starving!  So without realizing how late it was I race up stairs laptop in hand to ask if anyone else wanted to order Chinese food cause let’s face it,  I was in no condition to actually make food.  And the whole house was silent.  I practically cried! I swear!  A quick glance out the front window told me almost everyone was home but they were all in bed.  So now I look like the crazy single girl drinking my afternoons away and ordering take out.  

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I hopelessly sunk into my chair at the kitchen table.  Slowly opened my laptop and started ordering.  All By Myself.  Around ten thirty the nice man arrived with my chicken chow mein, pan seared dumplings, and crab rangoon’s as  I sullenly hand over my money and sulk back to my cave in the basement where it’s dark and quite.  

That’s when I hear it!

The unmistakable creak of the old wooden floorboards alerting me that yes! In fact!!  Someone is alive and walking around upstairs!!  I almost leap for joy and trip racing up the stairs with my Chinese for in tow so I can not look like the loser eating alone in my room.  Low and behold it was just someone using the bathroom only to go back to sleep.  So I throwback some Excedrin for my throbbing headache and set up camp in my bed to watch Inception and annihilate my ever unsatisfying takeout.

 

P.S.  I woke up feeling fabulous this morning!

 

 

 

Favorite Quote

“Our greatest weakness lies in giving up. The most certain way to succeed is always to try just one more time.”

This being my first blog post I feel that it is important to describe myself.  What better way to do that than with my favorite quote.  The one above is from Thomas Edison   I am the type of person that will always give you a second chance…err third, fifteenth, hundred, twelfth you know I always give second chances.

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Regardless I believe that it is important to give second chances to everyone and I am trying to say that I am a very compassionate person.  As this blog unfolds I hope that you will learn more about me as I always like to talk about myself to NO ONE.  So that being said this is a window into my soul…no wait that sounds wayyyy to deep.  So it is a superficial look at me into the first layer that is me.   Yes that sounds safer…

So delving into my first layer lets talk about today…

i’m currently halfway to getting drunk… yes it is 3:21 in the afternoon…on a Wednesday ..Who are you to judge, regardless I have been sick with the flu for the past week, So I went to class today, well one class, seeing as I have a doctors note that is good till tomorrow I can kinda get away with not going to class.  I came home totally not intending to get drunk at all. (seriously, I was gonna do homework I swear)  Then I had this crazy awesome idea to make a blog.  So here I am being all covert and whatnot holing up in my room with a fourth a bottle of wine (which is now empty), and a bottle of Bacardi Mojito (I’m currently working on that).  Only two and a half glasses in and yess I am a lightweight.  Whats on the radio? Macklemore & Ryan Lewis’s new album The Heist which is my new jam all the time.  He is just so fly all the time I want to be him.  I am an equine studies major at UMD.  Yess we just beat duke and I am psyched about that.  Anyways what else can I tell you….

I am in love.  He is a beautiful BEAUTIFUL man.  I keep trying to convince myself that I’m not but who am I joking I am utterly in love.  As a friend or more who knows, If he said jump I would jump. (off a bridge, off the empire state building, you know what I mean)  So for right now we are just FWB. (friends with benefits)  Which is fine with me cause relationships are way to much work.  No he doesn’t have the six pack ab’s or the perfect body but he has the most gorgeous face….of the arian race (if you know what that means).  He is a musician, currently working on an album finally!!!  I believe he deserves it but I’m not sure he does so here I sit not really with him but still with him if that makes sense at all…and I know what your thinking…ITS COMPLICATED…no it’s really not complicated at all it’s simple he is hott, I’m hott we get along.  End of story.

Moving on from my sex life…not love life sex life.  Do you ever think of this, people ask you how’s your love life?  Its kind of a sad question…Well when people ask me that I’m like my love life is nonexistent but my sex life is great thank you!!  They usually have this stunned look on their face like did she really just say that?! Yes, yes I did get used to it…I speak my mind to people and that usually surprises mostly everyone. (including me sometimes)

Now I want to say a quick thing on friendship…(really quick cause I just got off the phone with my fwb and yeah) So Friendship is something that nobody takes advantage of anymore.  Like if I have a problem or an pissed about something, I want to be able to call a friend and bitch to them.  Like why is that such a problem?!  Don’t give me advice, don’t talk at all just bitch bitch bitch that’s it and as my friend you should either say you are so right or want to get drunk? either of the two with work.  

Happy (HUMP) Day!

(Please make it live up to it’s name)