Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Stay Tuned!

Sorry I've been such a bum when it comes to posting! Between being home with my family and starting to pack for AZ I haven't had too much time to blog but let me just say, this was The. Best. Christmas. Ever. I'll tell you all about it as soon as I have a free moment. And then I'm going to be sharing a year in pictures and some writings which are pretty special to me. So stay tuned! The next few posts are going to rock your socks off! Because, believe me, this week has definitely rocked off mine! Be back ASAP!

Thursday, December 22, 2011

How Did This Happen?!

Christmas is in 3 days!! What the?!  Where did 2011 go?? I still have yet to finish getting presents for everyone. Yikes. (Or, as they would say in Scooby Doo,  Zoinks!) And today it just hit me...I am going to be flying to Arizona in 9 days. 9. That's single digits. I'm not ready yet...I just got home =/
One of my friends asked me the other day what I was most nervous about...I suppose there are two answers to that. My ridiculous answer? I'm a very confident, loud, outgoing person...but sometimes my inner 5 year old worries...What if I don't fit in? What if they don't like me? I know, I know, *sob sob.* But really, am I the only one who feels that way? I don't think so.
The other thing that makes me nervous is that I don't really know why I'm going. I just have prayed about it a lot and feel like that's what I should be doing. I mean, I know why I'm going logistically, but I don't know Heavenly Father's reasons. I may not know until I get there, I may not know for years after. Yet, I still wonder.
 Am I going to gain more independence?
 Am I going to prepare myself for motherhood? 
Am I going to meet someone?
 Am I going to save up money to go on a mission?
 I just don't know. Maybe all of the above. 
By the way...did I tell you I was considering going on a mission? I might. =) I mean, I'm very strongly considering it. We'll see what I learn from Arizona. I'm just givin' ya'll a heads up...it's a very good possibility that I may not be writing on here for 18 months come next fall. Who knows? Not me. Lots of hardcore praying is in store for this girl.

Monday, December 19, 2011

In Case You Didn't Know...



Shouldn't we all be running out into the streets and kissing strangers now?

Christmas Wish List


So now that I'm officially on break, and Christmas is in 6 days, I figured it was about time to post my Christmas wish list! So here ya'll are. Everything awesome:

More than anything else in this whole world I would love a camera! A good camera. I have a Canon point and shoot and it does a pretty good job but it can't take videos and it doesn't really leave any room for progression and I've discovered that I LOVE photography. I do what I can with my camera but, ya know, that's only so much. So I've done a lot of research over the past few years and have finally decided that a Canon EOS Rebel T3i is the perfect camera for me. It's perfect for beginning SLR photographers but it leaves plenty of room for growth and progression. Considering the fact that I didn't get a birthday present for the last couple of years...and considering the fact that I'm willing to sacrifice gifts for my birthday, Christmas, Easter, Hanukkah, St. Patty's Day,  Thanks-for-not-being-a-mother-yet Day, President's Day, and every other holiday for the next five years...and I'd be willing to pay for half of it...I'm keeping my fingers crossed that maybe Santa would have been feeling super generous and found the beautiful camera cheaper on Black Friday. If not, that's alright. I'll just save money from Arizona and buy it myself. But that's definitely been the number one thing on every list of mine for the last few years. 

Moving on...


A leather-bound writing journal. Omygoodness. I love.


This book by Steve Turner. My friend read it and now I'm super jealous of his extensive knowledge on the Beatles! I love talking to him and learning more and so now I know quite a bit more than your average Joe but...I'd like to read it for myself. Not just be told. 

Anything else to do with The Beatles. (posters,vinyls, cds, shirts,books,etc.)
By the way, did I mention that I bought myself a little Christmas present? I found this beautiful record, actually there's two vinyls in there, for only $25! I love thrifting. So much. And I also talked the owner of the shop down on a poster as well so I got that half price. Score.


Husker sweatpants. Or hoodies. Or jackets. Or just plain ol' shirts. Basically anything Husker, I love.




Shoes. I love shoes. Heels, flats, boots, gladiators, I love them all.
Actually, if we're being honest here, shoes and I have a bit of a love/hate relationship. I love the way they look. I love the way they complete an outfit. I love the way heels make me the average height of a 20 year old rather than an awkward 12 year old boy. Actually, make that an 11 year old. My brother was already taller than me when he was 12. However, if it's summer and warm out I would much rather be barefoot. So we'll say this, if it is winter, shoes and I love each other. If it is summer, my shoes hate me for sending them into hibernation. Right now, though, it's winter so I am DEFINITELY loving shoes.



And since we're on that topic...I'm especially loving these combats boots. Still. Someday, I will own them.




A Polaroid camera would. be. awesome. I know I already have another camera as my number one thing, but this is just something else that I love. And I have two areas for shoes so you just shut your mouth. Anyway, not only would I love to have the picture in my hand right after I took it, but I also love the way Polaroid photos look. So nostalgic. And my sister and I want to decorate our apartment with them next year. Pretty cool, right?

So there ya have it. 
My Christmas wish list.
I say wish because I'm not actually expecting or even asking for these things, I'm just sayin. I like them. A lot. And I wouldn't complain if I found one of them hiding under the tree. 
That'd be really sweet of you, Santa baby.


Friday, December 16, 2011

You Know I'm a Writer By...


My rough drafts. Gosh, they're a mess. But sometimes, out of that heap of chicken scratch, comes a masterpiece.

The pencils which are constantly behind my ear, lost in my hair, in my coat pocket.

The way I watch people. I stand close enough to listen, but far enough to observe. (Like a total creep.)

My purse. Inside it you'll always discover post it notes I've written to myself, a little notebook, and at least 5 different pens/pencils.

The way I personify others. As soon as I see someone, they are immediately given a story. I'm sure most, if not all, of my scenarios are inaccurate but, in my mind, that's who these people become. 

The thoughts bouncing around inside my head. I'm constantly forming a song, a poem, a story, or even a blog post. Truth of the matter is, there are too many. And most of them never make it past a few half-formed sentences.

The books I choose to read. If it's a classic, I want to read it. Afterward I'll give you my honest opinion on whether it deserves all the fuss. (Wuthering Heights? Definitely does not. It's written well but I can't stand how shallow the characters are. Jane Eyre, on the other hand, will forever be one of my favorite reads.)

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Let's Run Away to an Artist Colony

I finally finished all of my finals today!!! I'm very confident that I got A's in all of them...except Macroecon. I really have no idea where I stand with that class because he refused to post our grades all semester so...no one really knows. Either way, I'm just glad it's over. But, on a more cheerful note, I got my final portfolio for my poetry class back today and my professor loved my work! So that definitely made my day. =) Ahh writing classes...how I love you. 
I've also discovered why some of my classes, (such as calculus, political science, and economics) are so hard for me to focus on. They bore me. Eventually I force myself to study and do well but it takes a lot of self-control. Let me give you an idea of what yesterday, my day which was supposed to be devoted to studying, looked like:

Study for 15 mins
Sing for 30 mins
Study for 10 mins
Dance for 25 mins
Study for 12 mins
Jam out to The Beatles for 45 mins
Study for 3 mins
Dance
Eat
Study for 16 mins
Talk on the phone...and sing simultaneously
Study for .2 mins
Give up for the night

And I did all that by myself.
Because I'm just that cool.
I wonder what my neighbors think?

I wish I could tell you I was joking and that I actually sat down and studied hard without wasting any time...I cannot. That sort of hardcore studying didn't kick in until this morning and then I studied for 6 hours straight with only a 5 minute lunch break. I do well under pressure but until I hit panic mode? I'd much rather prance around my apartment singing and dancing.
My writing classes, on the other hand, I don't even need to give myself pep-talks for. I just love doing it. 

Speaking of writing, the strangest thing happened to me the other day. I wrote a 6 page paper in Spanish...and the next day when I went to write a paper for my Bio class...I couldn't. It was as if I'd forgotten how to write in English. After a few tries I got it and then everything went back to normal.

Today after finals my roommate and I decided to paint. 
Her awesome boyfriend (They really are too cute. Seriously, the way they look at each other? Ah. I die.) got her these super nice watercolors for Christmas and I, being the total moocher that I am, was able to enjoy them as well. She experimented with duct tape and made some pretty rad abstract art and I painted the nativity scene to look like those little willow tree people.
You know, kinda like this. Except not at all.Because I'm not that good. 
That's why I write, because my brush strokes are mediocre at best.

My roommate loves to paint and I love to write.
 I've decided that we need to run away to an artist's colony, if only for a few weeks.
How's that sound?
You could come too.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

I Almost Cried...and There Aren't Even Words

 I saw this for the first time over at the lovely Natasha's blog. 
Aw little, Heber! You were such a good child!
I love it!
Plus, I think it kinda goes well with "The Yellow Glove," no?!

Monday, December 12, 2011

Sorry I Suck

I've been sorta terrible at blogging the last few days. Sorry. Finals sorta suck my life away. 2 down, 3 to go! And the absolute worst one is tomorrow...Macroeconomics...Oh man...I should be studying right now. I think I'll do that after I take a nap. I need to make up for the lack  of sleep I've been imposing upon my body. Would you like to hear more about my awesome night? A macroecon assignment consisting of about 135 problems. A political science assignment. And a 6 page analytical Spanish paper. It was so much fun. I need to shower. And sleep. I'm gross. 
But before I do that...
Here's a shout out to my little sister over at happy as the sun. She's really awesome. And she's my best friend. And she's been having a pretty rough month. A lot of things changing in her life right now. Sapphire, if you're reading this, and I know you will be sometime within the next few days, hang in there. I love you. I'd take a bullet for you any time, any day and if I could make everything all better for you...you know I would. But time soothes everything...even the hardest goodbyes. Believe me, I know.
I'm going to miss you like crazy when I leave but I can't wait to come home for a couple of weeks before I fly out. =) I'll see you soon! Until then, I love you tons! Go read this blog or this blog if you want to laugh!

Other people I'm going to miss?
The rest of my family, of course.
My roommate when I leave....yeah.. A lot. We have so much in common! And the things that we don't have in common? I admire. I know I probably sound like I have a girl crush on her but, even though she's beautiful and has the prettiest eyes, I don't. I'm not a total creep. She's just my closest friend besides my family.
My singles ward.
All of my other friends here in Nebraska. (old and new)
Other friends who are also moving away this month. (there seems to be a lot of us)

But hey, I'll be back in Nebraska in June and back in Lincoln in August so until then I'll just be livin' the dream under the warm AZ sun! 19 days until I fly out...oh man oh man.

Now I am going to pass out for a few minutes until the studying must begin again. Otherwise I may fall right out of my chair.
Like that guy.


Friday, December 9, 2011

What the Heck, Rudolph?

Don't ask why I felt like showing you my clothes today...but I did.
Maybe it's because I'm proud to say I thrifted everything in this outfit. 
Except the skinny jeans. 
Those came from Target. 
I love that place.

Please disregard the awkward face. 
I don't really know what to do when taking pictures of myself.


Also, forgive the sucky photo quality.
My point and shoot and the crappy lighting in our apartment isn't really a good combination.
Oh and notice the nail-polish. 
I saw this color somewhere the other day and suddenly I had a craving to paint my nails that color.
Yes. 
A craving.
Like a food craving,
but for nail-polish.
It was strange.

On another note, tonight we watched that old Rudolph movie. 
The one that looks like a bunch of toys and is told by a snowman named Sam? 
The one in which the parents of Rudolph (Donner and Mrs. Donner) are jerks and Santa is a D-bag?
Yep.
That's the one.
I haven't seen it in probably ten years and I didn't remember how stupid it was. Also, the whole movie is about adults forcing children to conform to the normalcy of society. On top of that it is chalk full of sexist comments. Mrs. Donner has no name and apparently she's a mute because the narrator has to tell us her lines even though Donner says all of his. And when they go to find their son Rudolph, after Donner is a terrible father and forces him to run away, Mrs. Donner isn't allowed to help because apparently that's "a man's job." And later on they all have to get back to Christmas town because it's necessary to get the women-folk back. 
Of course.

Feminists would have a hay day with that one.
As would the child protective services.
Also, why does Rudolph's nose have to make that annoying, high pitched beeping?
It's supposed to resemble a flashlight, not a radar.
Oh and the Island of Misfit Toys creeps me out.
And the little elf looks like an eight year old but sounds like he's thirty.
What the heck?

How did I ever watch that movie as a kid?

Now we're watching Princess Bride. 
This is much better.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Thanks, K-Stew!

Not a good public speaker? Wanna be "more good"? No problemo! 
Get some advice from the best actress of all time!
If you'd like to watch Kristen Stewart for real, go here and here (skip to about 1:50 in the second one).
 It's just about as entertaining.
And that, kids, is why you don't do drugs.

Which brings us to Breaking Dawn.
Ok now ya'll know I am a Twilight fan. Loved the books. The movies on the other hand? Could be better. Especially the last one...omygoodness don't even get me started on the scene where the werewolves are conversing.  Horrible. 
The whole time all I could think was "this reminds me of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles." You know, the 80's cartoon? Except that was better. I actually like that. 
And the part where she has blood stained teeth? Gag me.
And, of course, when Edward bites right through her stomach to get the babyish-thing out of her. Was it really necessary to leave him covered in placenta for the rest of the movie? I think not. I wanted to throw up. 

But, because I read the books and am not a quitter, I will go to see part 2 when it comes out. 
Not because I want to. No, it's because now I'm obligated to finish them. 
Who knows. Maybe the next one will be better.
And for heavens sake, Kristen. Learn how to act one of these years, would ya?

I Must Be Half Guy.

Lady Gaga, anyone? 
*ba dum dum ching*
Okay now before you go judgin' let me explain myself. 
I seem to have a few man-ish tendencies. 

For example I:
  • Eat. A lot. Way more than most girls I know. 
  • Love working outside getting my hands dirty. I'd rather be outside working in a field or helping dad put on a roof than inside doing chores any day.
  • Have a pretty low voice and could sing bass better than some of the guys in my high school choir.
  • Walk away when I get mad. Five minutes later I've cooled down and I'm over it. Maybe ten in extreme cases.
  • Love cars. Some of my favorite smells include those of gasoline and old muscle cars. I love old cars and new cars. I love vehicles that aren't even cars at all. Here's my top 3 favorite *vehicles*, since, like I said, they aren't all cars.
1. The 1971 Plymouth Hemi Barracuda will forever be at the top of my list. With hood scoops. And a spoiler.  It is beautiful and perfect. It is fast and powerful. It is my dream car.

I realize that the spoiler is missing in this picture. Don't worry, I'd add it. Once I saved up $150,000 to get the car in the first place.



2. A Jeep Wrangler. I love jeeps. My friend had one and we cruised around in it with the top off and ahh...I die. I loved it! Another reason I'm clearly half guy. I don't mind my hair being whipped around in my face, in fact, I prefer it. I love driving with the windows down. My hair is a huge mess anyway, might as well embrace it. 
This one is obviously used but, truth be told, I like the old ones just as much as the new ones!

3.The Legend SS Chevy Camaro. I believe the 2010 is my favorite. Preferably black. Yess please...
Oh and just because I can't narrow it down quite that much...here's my 4th vehicle!!
The 2011 Lexus RX350 Crossover SUV
I have expensive taste I guess. 
That's why I am going to buy the jeep.
Because it's reasonably priced.
And I love it just as much.



Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Thank You, Strange Indian Man

Wanna hear a story from my Arizona trip? Sure ya do. It's weird. And let's be honest, who doesn't like weird stories?
So we, (my dad, my cousins, and I), decided we go check out the Tempe Festival of the Arts while we're there. The place was packed with people! And dogs. I think I missed the memo to bring my 50 dogs. Anyway, there were literally hundreds of booths set up displaying artists' paintings, photographs, jewelry, music, you name it, it's there. Oh yeah, also lots of food. Dad and I ate a huge bag of kettle corn by ourselves. Represent. So we're walking around and we start to hear this really pretty but really sad sounding music. Of course we're drawn to the mysterious sound and we stumble upon a booth where these native american guys are playing guitar and wooden flutes. They called themselves Inka Gold. So we sat there for, seriously, like 10 minutes listening to them play. Dad was awestruck but, quite honestly, I felt kinda awkward because one of the guys, 

the one on the left to be exact, kept staring at me. I occupied myself by admiring their assortment of leather bracelets. (I love.) Finally, we moved on to the next booth. Well before we left the festival dad said that he wanted to buy one of the wooden flutes that they had been selling so we weaved our way back through the tents, people, and dogs, and found good ol' Inka Gold. Wouldn't you know that the same guy from before flashed a big smile when he saw us approaching and waved me over. So, I walked over to him.
 "I saw you looking at these bracelets before. You like them don't you?" 
"Yeah," I replied, "they're really cool."
"Well," he said, "pick anyone you like. My gift to you. You are very beautiful."
"Well thank y...wait. What? Really?"
"Yes. Very beautiful. I will give you one. My gift to you."
So, I picked this one:
And he tied it on for me and I thanked him profusely.
The yellow leather bracelet. Not the colorful one, my little sister gave me the colorful one. Anyway, I love it. And it was super super nice but very....unusual. Thank you, strange Indian man. Thank you for your generosity and your kind words. Thank you for my new favorite accessory and a blog worthy story.

Monday, December 5, 2011

Chaos

a) Arizona was grand! Love the little girls. Love the family in general. Love the flying down there. Love the heat. Love the fact that there are way more LDS members. What don't I love about it? Leaving my family and friends here. That shall definitely make me sad. I didn't realize how much I was going to miss my sister until I got back and saw her at the airport. *sob*

2) We finally have beautiful snow. It's going to be a white Christmas. =) And Stephanie and I set up our little tree and decorated our apartment with seasonal garb. It's adorable.

d) If you were a 90's kid, you need to read this, something else I found over at half&half. Love that blog. Anyway, read it. It's all so true. So perfect. And for the record, I still love N*SYNC and Fern Gully. And skydancers. Does anyone else remember those? I want some. I'm pretty sure I used to have like 30 from McDonalds. Also, I have a lot of old Lisa Frank notebooks still sitting around. If you don't, you were obviously not a true 90's child.

7) I smell popcorn. And I want to eat it. But I don't know where it's coming from.

p) I also feel like thrifting. I love thrifting.

i) After flying in last night I completed 2 macroeconomics assignments and a political science assignment before midnight. Then I started on my 13 pages of handwritten Spanish and worked on that until 1:30 am. Woke up at 6:30, continued writing for espanol until 11 am then took a quick shower and studied for an hour before running across campus to take a Spanish exam and turn in the 13 pages. I feel fairly accomplished for today.

R2D2) we have FHE tonight. I love FHE. Probably one of my favorite things.

3) Yes. I know these are in no particular order. I didn't feel like being organized.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

First Flight? Success!

So today I flew for the very first time, and I loved it! Quite a success if I do say so myself. I even signed in and did all of that myself before my dad met me at the airport. Felt like such a big girl! I came in and spent some time with my cousins and their little girls who I will start nannying in a month. I love them already! Sooo adorable. The rest of this weekend will be spent with them and I must admit, I'm pretty excited! We're going to go see a bunch of Christmas light shows and the temple all lit up and some art show. Holla! I feel really good about this decision. In honor of this lovely time my posts will probably stay pretty short and to the point so that I can spend more time with the awesome family I'll be living with!
Also, my guest post went up today so don't forget to go check it out!
Goodnight, lovelies!

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

How Can You Not Love Them?!?

Seriously, is there any possible way? They're super talented and super funny! And they really aren't bad lookin' either! I missed the bus for the 60's. I was definitely born in the wrong era. Truth of the matter is, I would have been a total groupie, I just know it. Heck, I already am and they aren't  even all  alive anymore! (Which makes me super sad!)
Enjoy! 
Love them! I do.



Press: How did you find America? 
John: Turn left at Greenland.


Press: Are you wearing wigs or real hair? 
Ringo: Hey, where's the police? 
Paul: Take her out! 
George: Our hair's real. What about yours, lady?

Press: Don't you ever get a haircut? 
George: I had one yesterday. 
Ringo: You should have seen him the day before.

Press: How do you feel about a nightclub called Arthur, named after your hair style? 
George: I was proud--until I saw the nightclub.

Press: How do you spend your time when you're cooped up in a hotel room between the shows? 
John: We play tennis and water polo, and hide ourselves from our perol officers.

Press: Is your wife expensive? 
John: Quite, quite... 
Paul: How much did she cost when you bought her? 
John: Er, she was about fifty pounds in Nairobi. 
George: But she was second hand, wasn't she?
Press: Was she second hand?? 
John: How dare you!

Press: Paul, you look like my son. 
Paul: You don't look a bit like my mother.

Press: Recently there has been an article published in Rolling Stone magazine stating that Day Tripper was about a prostitute, and Norwegian Wood was about a lesbian. What was you're intent when writing these songs? 
Paul: We were just trying to write songs about prostitutes and lesbians.

Press: Ringo, why do you wear two rings on each hand? 
Ringo: Because I can't fit them through my nose.

Press: Some people have been calling your work "unamerican". How do you respond to this? 
John: Well, that's very observant of them.

Press: Were you worried about the oversized roughnecks who tried to infiltrate the airport crowd on your arrival? 
Ringo: That was us.

Press: What do you do when you're cooped up in a hotel room between shows? 
George: We ice skate.

Press: What did you think when your airplane's engine began smoking as you landed today? 
Ringo: Beatles, women, and children first!

Press: What do you look like with your hair back on your foreheads? 
John: You just don't do that, mate. You feel naked if you do that, like you don't have any trousers on.

Press: What excuse do you have for your collar-length hair? 
John: Well, it just grows out yer head.

Press: What is the biggest threat to your careers, the atom bomb or dandruff? 
Ringo: The atom bomb. We've already got dandruff.

Press: What is this about an annual illness, George? 
George: I get cancer every year.

Press: When are you going to retire? 
Ringo: In about 10 minutes.

Press: When are you starting your next movie? 
Paul: In February. 
George: We have no title for it yet. 
Ringo: We have no story for it yet. 
John: We have no actors for it yet.

Press: When you do a new song, how do you decide who sings the lead? 
John: We just get together and whoever knows most of the words sings the lead.

Press: Where did you get your hair style? 
Paul: From Napoleon. And Julius Caesar too. We cut it anytime we feel like it. 
Ringo: We may do it now.

Press: Where did you think up the hairdos? 
Paul: We got them from a German photographer who wore his hair this way. 
George: It was while we were in Germany. I went swimming and when I came out I didn't have a comb. So my hair just dried. The others liked it the way it looked, and there we were. 
John: We've told so many lies about it we've forgotten.

Press: Which of you is really bald? 
George: We're all bald. And I'm deaf and dumb.

Press: Who in the world would the Beatles like to meet more than anyone else? 
Ringo: The real Santa Claus.

Press: Who thought up the name Beatles? 
Paul: I thought of it. 
Press: Why? 
Paul: Why not?

Press: Why don't you smile, George? 
George: I'll hurt my lips.

Press: Why is it that you Ringo get more fan mail than the others? 
Ringo: I dunno. I suppose it's because more people write me.

Press: You and the snow came to Washington at the same time today. Which do you think will have the greater impact? 
Ringo: The snow. We're going tomorrow.

Guest Posing&Creepy Village Inn

Hello, lovelies! Just wanted to remind you to check out my guest post tomorrow at 1pm over here at the lovely Jess's blog. Hopefully I'll be able to get on and post again before that point, but no guarantees. I'm having some trouble getting internet right now since windstream has decided to be dumb. Once again. Lately I've been having to go to a super ghetto, creepy Village Inn a few blocks away to submit homework assignments. I'm too cheap to go inside and actually buy something, so I sit out in the parking lot and mooch off of their wifi. The other night, though, a message popped up and informed me that someone was trying to hack into my laptop so I scurried off of that dang internet connection real speedy like. Another time some weird creepo looked into my car and watched me the whole time he slowly walked by. So, in case I don't post again before I fly down to Arizona, just know it's because, as much as I value your entertainment, dear readers, I value my life more and I didn't feel like risking it at good ol' VI.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Back to Reality

Thanksgiving break was UH-mazing! My roommate and her boyfriend joined my family for Thanksgiving since neither of their families were here in Nebraska and we stuffed our faces with lots of delicious food. Afterward we played paintball and the next day I took my younger brother and sister to the Huskers last home football game against Iowa. (Which we won. holla!!) Then we went back home for the rest of the break and last night we put up our beautiful Christmas tree and danced around playing Christmas music. It was glorious. 

Then this morning came. 

Now I have to get back to reality. This Thursday my dad and I are flying down to Arizona to check things out and find out which ward (for church) I'll be in and exactly where I'll be living and all that jazz. It's just now hitting me how much I have to get done this week before we fly out. Yikes. With finals just around the corner, things are starting to get even crazier. As if they weren't busy before. 
On a happier note though, I'm also guest posting for Girls With Curls this Thursday!! I cannot even tell you how excited I am! My very first guest post. Jess is super nice and I'm psyched that she's putting something of mine on her awesomespice blog. She said it would be posted at 1pm Dec. 1st so...while I'm in a plane flying to Arizona hopefully ya'll will be reading my post that she puts up! It'll be a day full of new things because, not only will it be my first guest post, it will also be my first time flying! Exciting? I think so.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Giving Thanks

In honor of this awesome day, here are a few things I'm thankful for:

my family
(my mom
my dad
my brother
my sisters)
my friends
my roommate=a friend
my apartment
heat
blankets
my blue fuzzy slippers
food
my dog, Rue
my car, Floyd
my hometown
college
sunsets
fireflies
stars
lightning storms
hot showers
vintage photos
endless opportunities for service
space heaters
chapstick
Disney movies
books
lotion
deodorant 
(holy cow, i just thought of that ^one^ but seriously can you imagine a world w/o it? blech.) 
awesome people all around
electricity
and, of course,
The Gospel. 
Am I ever grateful for that. Talk about a life changer!

Well, folks, today is the day to get inebriated with turkey! I'll try not to gain 5007896966 pounds within the next 24 hours. HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL!!!!

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

This May Be Super Weird But...

I love these.
For some unknown reason I have this new obsession with combat boots and I really love this pair! I know, I know. They are huge. They are cumbersome. But with the right outfit...they could be awesome. I'm having a tough time deciding whether or not I should buy them...hmm....
Another new obsession of mine: The Beatles.

I never particularly cared for them before but the other day I heard one of their songs and it was like my eyes were opened! And I love them.

While we ponder that, let's listen to some good tunes!
I just discovered this song today thanks to a post  I read over at  half&half. Never fails to entertain me. 
(I'm just gonna tell you right now there's no point to reading these lyrics. They really make no sense. I just like the song.)

Monday, November 21, 2011

Do I Even Need To Explain?



Also, if you'd like to read what I consider to be a somewhat entertaining post from my other blog, go on over to the ol' poo raisins post! I laughed writing it...but I'm also very easily entertained. Decide for yourself.

Friday, November 18, 2011

It's a Picture Kinda Day

My favorite things across which I've stumbled in the past few days....

when I think of Seth:



I cannot even tell you how true this is. Everyone is getting married and/or pregnant. And I, of course, am getting more awesome. haha




A place that never ever EVER should have  been established. Stay classy, Nevada.



 and this must be why some cake it on.





At this very moment....










Yes. This is an actual picture of the Zelda game I was playing today. Don't be hatin'.


Thursday, November 17, 2011

I Know You're All Wondering...

What the heck, Sierra?! Where have you been the past two days?! Because, in the world of blogs where we're all nerds and spend our time reading and writing, two days is practically an eternity. Let me tell you though, I've been doing even nerdier things. I have been...studying. *gasp* Sad, but true. The world of Political Science and Macroeconomics has all but sucked my soul dry and, holding onto the last drop of joy I had left, I ran to my laptop to bring meaning back into my life (a.k.a. blog). Can I just tell you today I rocked one of my specialty looks. I call it the I've-spent-more-time-studying-than-sleeping-so-this-is-what-you-get look. Pretty classy. Anyway, let me fill you in on my day so far. Woke up at 6:19 am (16 minutes before my alarms went off. Whyyy??!?!). Decided I couldn't fall back asleep so I picked up where I left off the night before and began studying macrecon again. (horrid class) Studied....around 8:30 I kept falling asleep...so I decided to take a little breaky from my studying and take a 20 minute nap. Woke up at 8:50, studied until noon. Threw on a hoodie and comfy boots and forced my afro hair into a messy bun.  Drove the 10, 15 minutes to get downtown to campus. Passed a large group of visiting high schoolers as I walked to CBA. (There's always one 11 year old boy who finds it necessary to get a high five from a college student so that he will, somehow, be superior above his peers.) Sat in the hall and studied for another 25 minutes. Went in, sat down with my good ol' econ buddies (Seriously, they are the only reason I go to class. And because I want to pass.) and we discussed how ready we were...not.  Also, let me explain why this class is so stressful. We only have 3 exams all semester. So each test is 1/3 of our grade. And the average in there is a 58. And our professor is pleased. He says that's average, if not a little above, for his class. I don't think that's okay. So yes, I'm sitting there, praying over and over in my head that I will pass, and then the dreadful exam is handed out. And I take it and I think...I don't know. I think I passed. I hope I passed. I suppose I'll let you know how that all turns out.  Then I rushed home and for the first time in almost 24 hours checked my facebook and email for blog comments. And there were so many nice things said! It made my day. =) Plus it helps that I have the devil's test out of the way. Also, a friend wanted to have some of my old homework to cheat off of...and I told him sorry I couldn't help him more but I just wasn't comfortable with that. And he was super cool with it. He respected it and everything and was really nice and so that also made me happy. I like when people are cool enough to respect your standards even if they aren't exactly the same as theirs. You know?
Oh and one more thing. The other day after doing yoga one of my friends was like "Hey come play basketball!" And I'm like, oh. I'm barefoot. Oh well! So I decide it's a good idea to play basketball barefoot. But I'm too stupid to take it easy so I'm still making quick moves and one time when I juked left, I tore all the skin off the ball of my foot. And it was pretty. But that's not the point. The point is that later that night my awesomespice roommate and I needed to go grocery shopping because, let me tell you, our fridge looked like it belonged to Tiny Tim. Well Stephanie and I like to make things exciting. So on our way to the store we stopped by Walgreens and bought some stuff that you wrap your ankle up with. And we wrapped my foot up even though it was completely unnecessary and we didn't even have the wrap covering the gross part. I gave myself a weird little limp and when we walked into the market, whattya know! They let me drive the little handicapped cart around! It was a glorious experience, my friends. I had always wanted to drive one of those and all it took was a little scraped foot to give us the idea that made my dream come true. I'd say it was worth it.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

THE HUNGER GAMES TRAILER!!!!!

Warning:This is sure to be another fangirly post 

The official trailer for The Hunger Games came out yesterday and OMYGOSH!!! Too excited for words!!! I know I still have to wait for March but...tension is building! Seth and I actually read the last book together before he left on his mission because neither one of us was patient enough to wait for the other to finish. 

Excitement Excitement Excitement!!!

Monday, November 14, 2011

This Is Why I'm a Husker&Why Penn State Still Has My Respect

Whether you keep tabs on sports news, national news, or no news, you definitely should know by now what has been happening over at Penn State with Jerry Sandusky and Joe Paterno who, for the past 61 years, has been the face of Penn State and is the coach with the most wins in college football. If you're uninformed on this topic of discussion you can read about it herehere, and here. I don't want to go over all of the details on here. It saddens me and makes me sick to my stomach just thinking about all of the kids that were abused. So if you want to know exactly what happened, click on the links I've posted above, I promise they're valid sources.
Anyway, truth of the matter is, something terrible happened. People who knew about it should have done more and now all of Penn State's reputation is marred because of the decisions of a few. But evil is everywhere. More importantly though, good is everywhere.
 We traveled to Penn State this last weekend and played them in their first football game since news of the scandal spread throughout the nation. (If you don't know by now, I'm a huuuugee Husker football fan. That's one of the main reasons I chose to come to school here at UNL.) We ended up beating them 17-14, but that's not the important part. The important part is that, since that game, letters have been pouring in from all over the Nation from Penn State alumni and fans. Here are some of the ones which stood out to me the most: 


To the administration, students, football players and entire University of Nebraska community:
In the midst of the darkest days in Pennsylvania State University history, two teams joined at the center of Beaver Stadium this past Saturday and knelt in prayer. Graciously led by Nebraska running back coach Ron Brown, this simple action of unity served as a beacon of light, a light which will hopefully grow and soon drive out the night enveloping the Penn State family.
Nebraska, you could have turned your backs. You could have opted to have nothing to do with Penn State other than the football game. Instead, you embraced your fellow student athletes, and in doing so, the entire Penn State Family, and said, "We stand with you."
For this — for your class, your friendship, your solidarity and your support — we thank you.
Though we are Penn State, we thank you for being the amazing community that you are, University of Nebraska.
Devon Pogasic
Penn State alumnus, 2008
Steelton, Pa.                             

To the players, coaches and staff of the football team, and to the students, faculty, staff, administration and alumni of the University of Nebraska:
In 1983 I was an undergraduate at Penn State. You came to State College wearing red and white and filled with pride and a sense of camaraderie that those of us in big schools share. We were impressed by your sportsmanship, courtesy and anticipation for the game. We shared our tailgates with you before the game and couldn't believe how loudly you cheered despite being outnumbered eight to one. We won the game on a controversial call late in the 4th quarter. You held your heads high, rejoined us in our tailgates and started home on your long journey.
Today you came back to Penn State and, in possibly the finest display of sportsmanship I have ever seen, joined in solidarity with us in our moment of excruciating pain. You won today, but there were no losers on the field or in the stands. Those of us who love Penn State dearly will never forget you. Thank you for showing the world the finest qualities in human beings that sports have to offer.
Thank you, for everything.
Edward Doherty
Penn State, 1985
Croton-on-Hudson, N.Y.

I would like to thank the Nebraska football team, coaches and fans for your support. The Penn State community has been rocked by the recent scandal and our students, alumni, faculty and staff are hurting. The kindness and support demonstrated by the Nebraska community at Saturday's game was heartwarming. Seeing both the Penn State and Nebraska football teams and coaching staffs drop to their knees in prayer before kick off is a sight I will never forget. As a fan, a parent and a Penn State faculty member, I was moved by your kindness. Thank you for helping us through this very dark time.
Patricia Kleban
University Park, Pa.

This last week has been one of the most trying and difficult of the lives of many Penn State alumni, students and fans. It was some of ours' fear and understanding that we were going to be completely ostracized by the community outside of Happy Valley.
That was, until Saturday. Nebraska fans showed us nothing but support. I want to thank you for the class that was shown by your fans and players; it has meant more than you will ever know. Congratulations on your win, thank you for your support and welcome to the Big Ten.
Josiah Newman
Penn State Alumnus
State College, Pa.

As a Penn State alum, this week has been the most gut-wrenching, miserable week of my life. The fact that one of our own would commit the unspeakable is something I'd never have imagined just a week ago. To see our university leaders all fail to act appropriately when presented with the opportunity was another swift punch to the gut. Then, the reaction to the firing of coach Paterno by a small portion of our student body was yet another massive disappointment. But that is not Penn State. It will take many, many years for our school to regain our credibility, but in earnest, we will move forward.
I don't hesitate to speak for all of the 550,000 Penn State alumni in saying that we want justice for the victims; we want a complete and total airing of the truth, and we want anyone involved in failing to help those children to be furiously punished. Even if the facts ultimately point to a failure of our beloved coach Paterno, then so be it.
But I also want to thank Nebraska's fans and football team. I've always enjoyed when we've played Nebraska – your fans travel well, are great people to spend a weekend with and are total class acts. By coming to Happy Valley and playing a football game this weekend, you helped the healing process for so many Penn State fans who had absolutely nothing to do with this scandal. I'll always be a Nittany Lion, but from this day forward, I'm also a huge Husker fan. Thank you.
Scott Krouse
Penn State Alum `99
Westlake, Ohio

To the Nebraska community:
I am presently writing you as a lone individual – I do not now, nor will I ever pretend to, speak on behalf of the more than 40,000 Penn State University Park students, nor the nearly 100,000 members of our two dozen commonwealth campuses and assuredly not on behalf of the nearly half-million Penn State alumni around the country and around the world. I can only speak for myself, and this is the experience I had the last few days interacting with the Nebraska community members who came to Happy Valley for (Saturday's) football game.
On Friday, your first fans began making a visible presence felt in downtown State College, Pa. I was, personally, a bit relieved that they came after all the speculation resulting from the horrific events over the last week. It has been a turbulent time for all of us in the Penn State community, and no one could reasonably blame anyone for their trepidation in the face of willingly going into fray, so to speak.
On Friday night I saw members of your community proudly clad in scarlet on the lawn in front of Old Main, participating solemnly, respectfully and supportively during an emotional candlelight vigil. Your fans stood by us while we listened to various community speakers, the Penn State Blue Band, a capella performances and a heartbreaking anonymous letter from a PSU student chronicling her own experiences with sexual abuse. Most importantly, while we prayed for the victims of unspeakable crimes committed in our own community — and victims of sexual abuse all over — you were quite literally standing beside us and standing for what should have been the focus of our community's attention and national media attention all along.
All day Saturday Nebraska fans filled seats in Beaver Stadium, seats in our restaurants and bars and explored the campus we call home. In spite of a close ending to an exciting game – an ending that, I must admit, I wish had a slightly different outcome (ahem) — your fans were gracious and continued to be grateful and kind everywhere I ran into them. From friendly passers-by on campus to a lone Nebraska fan at a gas station on the outskirts of town calling a friend back home to talk about how well things were going in Happy Valley, I did not have a single bad interaction with any member of your community. I sincerely hope the experiences of your Huskers were similarly positive.
Overall, the purpose of this letter is to thank you – all of you. As I said, this has been an extremely difficult time. Emotions have been running high and, to say the least, have gotten the best of most of us at one time or another. As the nation and world have seen, this week glaringly revealed the worst of not just college athletics and higher education, but the worst of humanity as well. The support of your community has shown many of us in Happy Valley the best of college athletics, the best of higher education and the best of humanity. Your support — both implicit and explicit, intentional and incidental — made a world of difference for our entire community this weekend and will continue to allow us to pick ourselves up, to renew our commitments to the values and ideals we seek to uphold and to remember the victims and prevent future tragedies from ever taking place. Thank you again, and I, personally, look forward to seeing you in Nebraska next fall.
Andrew Carr
Penn State Political Science Ph.D. Candidate


To read more of these letters go here. This is why I love Nebraska and this is why I am proud to be a Husker. I think, however, that we've been praised enough by the Penn State fans. Now it's their turn.
 It's true that, yes, something terrible happened at Penn State. But, as a school and as a state, Pennsylvania still has a lot to offer. It takes a lot of courage to admit when something/someone you hold so dear to you has made a mistake and even more to commend your opponent. These fans have done both. They are good people and I respect them. 
Thank you, Penn State, for your kind words. I look forward to seeing you here next fall as well.