Sunday, December 12, 2010

tattoos, shots, and guidos.

i have to start this post by saying how much I love and appreciate Susan and Ava.
They are the best friends anyone could ever ask for. They started to celebrate my birthday with me Saturday around four in the afternoon and kept it going until Sunday at eight at night.... the only two people who celebrated my birthday with me.

Here's how my birthday weekend went.

Friday: went to my old highschool for Madrigals... weird but it was fun to dress up and see old things.

Saturday: had to work at Red Robin, then ava and susan and i went to get my tattoo!! i loved it! and can't wait to get another! then we went back to my house to get ready to go out.... we went to coffee cartel to get out of the house and build the anticipation!
Then the real fun was about to start and we headed over to the pepper lounge... i got in for FREE cuz it was my birthday, i was a little upset because they didn't card me... bummer... but once inside i got lots of free shots!!!! i ended up having a total of 7 shots, a glass of champagene, and a gin and tonic... BUT then we went to Sol nightclub... and i had 3 more shots... oh gosh... i ended up sitting by the entrance and telling everyone leaving the club "thanks for coming to my birthday party"... and then from that point on i'm not too familiar with what happened... haha

Sunday: wokeup.... hungover... ALL DAY. oh and i woke up to snow... and text messages from everyone saying they can't come out for my birthday dinner... bummer.
BUT susan and ava spent all day with me, laughing, watching movies, eating, and saying the best quotes ever! then instead of going to the drunken fish for dinner because no one else could... we went and got hangover food at chilis... service was horrible... HORRIBLE. but the loaded fries were delicious... fries, cheese, and jalapenos.

now the weekend is over and i have to start studying for finals... i put so much expectations into birthdays... while this birthday was fun, i really found out who my friends are.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Holidays




i've started lots of countdowns... i feel like my world is at a stand-still until these days come...

21 days until i go to the carrie underwood concert

26 days until my dearest friend comes home from ireland

31 days until i get my first tattoo

32 days until i turn 21

37 days until the semester is over

45 days until christmas... yes there is a christmas countdown.... ugh.

53 days until i leave with friends for florida

countdowns.





Monday, October 25, 2010

things i love...
















...sunsets
...traveling
...henna tattoos
...fishtail braids
...passport stamps
...fanta exotic
...the color yellow
...fans
... shorts and a hoodie
...pillsbury ready to bake sugar cookies
...welch's sparkling grape juice
...how i met your mother
...painting
...elvis costello
...trainers

Monday, October 4, 2010

Pictures.

I've decided I need to spice up my blog and add some color... I am new to this whole blogging thing... but bear with me.

These pictures are beautiful. I use them for my screen savers whenever I am having a hard time
and need good words shoved in my face.




Saturday, September 11, 2010

Dont Look Back. Wynonna Judd.

Time to walk away
You've run out of things to say
Everything ends up the same old story
You don't know where love went
But nothing's making sense
You both know you can't fake it anymore

Don't look back he'll see you cryin'
Don't look back on love that's dyin'
Make believe your heart is made of stone
Don't look back into his eyes
You've already said goodbye
It's over now; you've got to let him go

He's the one you love
But sometimes love is not enough
It's too complicated to explain
No you never will forget
But you'll get over it
Someday just sweet memories will remain

So don't look back; don't break your will
Don't look back at him until
You're far enough to let your feelings show
Don't look back into those eyes
You've gone back so many times
It's over now you've got to let him go
There's a time for everything including leavin'
There's a time the heart admits defeat
And starts its grieving