So, I spent around a week with my boyfriend in Florida. But not just anywhere in Florida, DISNEY WORLD!!! Can I just say I'm getting married there? Okay, thank you. I digress.
It is basically the most awesome theme park to go to if you're a fan of Disney movies. I mean, clearly there's no competition, but it just let's you be a kid again: you get to meet Disney characters, ride some fun rides, view Disney shows, see really cool architecture to replicate Disney pubs and castles, and end it all with a wonderful parade and fireworks display. I may or may not be salivating. It's just...Wonderful.
*I will add more when I get the copies of Disney pics that Nick's mom took.
Technically, Nick and I took an 8 hour car ride to Nick's Grandfather's house first. It was the most stereotypical old person home in florida Ever. It had antiques, was in a neighborhood community of old people, had a golf course, the neighborhood was full of all one story houses...it was Stepford for Grandparents. IT WAS AWESOME. Granted, my antique of choice is not clocks, but it was such a quaint little place. Also, I saw a lizard and a turtle. And Nick's Grampa was very accomodating and very pleasant. I only hope I will be invited back next summer.
After we visited with Nick's Grampa, we went to Kennedy Space Center. It was very interesting with the amount of shuttle pictures and information...but it was Very Hot. Sweltering Sahara Hot. I bout keeled over. So, for Disney I knew that I was going to have to pour water all over myself to be comfortable...which explains my horrible photos when I get them.
After we spent a day at Kennedy Space Center, but before the day at Disney, Nick's family and I went to a beach. It was a very nice beach...maybe Clearwater?? We spent about four hours there and Nick and I spent almost the whole time in the ocean. Anyone who knows me knows how much of a feat that is...but Nick is helping me et used to the ocean.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Shout-Out to my Homies
Leaving Raleigh has made me realize that I made very few (lasting) college friends while attending NCSU. (stephanie briggs, tony dawson, nick palmer) This kind of saddens me, but at the same time I also rarely have time for a lot of friends that I know would be closer to me if I had time to keep in touch with everyone (Caitlin Harrell, Leah Weatherman, Shawn Pollard, Shelly Dobosy, among many many others). I think about you all more often than you realize.
So, this blog entry is a shout-out to those who have wavered but never strayed from my life. I love you all!
*Disclaimer: when the author uses the word 'love', she means in strictly a platonic sense and does not wish to imply that she would have your babies.*
Ashley Gore
Hope Weiser
Leigh Ann (Lan/lay aNn) Thompson
Joey Peller
Cameron Lambe
Sarah Hinson
and definitely others I have forgotten that I will be cursing at myself later for having forgotten them...
So, this blog entry is a shout-out to those who have wavered but never strayed from my life. I love you all!
*Disclaimer: when the author uses the word 'love', she means in strictly a platonic sense and does not wish to imply that she would have your babies.*
Ashley Gore
Hope Weiser
Leigh Ann (Lan/lay aNn) Thompson
Joey Peller
Cameron Lambe
Sarah Hinson
and definitely others I have forgotten that I will be cursing at myself later for having forgotten them...
FYI
To those of you reading my blog on the occasion, I should let you know it does NOT update in order. I have blog entries that I saved but haven't gotten around to finishing, so when they are finished they are posted in the month that I originally started them in. So, if you see the month of April increasing in blogs, but not the month of July, now you know why.
Ode to Crappy Apartment I Will Soon Be Leaving
I loveth you.
I hateth you.
For where would I be without your
Roomy one bedroom,
and your broken sink faucet that dost glisten so?
Your wonderful refrigerator,
and your paper thin walls.
But, Hark!
There goeth the last
earwig I will ever run from.
Let us hope that your
loudly ghetto neighbors do not follow
me.
Fear not! I will be waiting with
the clorox wipes and ear plugs.
Alas, I shall miss you my first
apartment. I have the fondest memories
of wearing coats in you during the wintertimes
whilst taking cold showers to cool off in yon summer
days. I will miss thee.
For, you were my first,
Made fun of, but never Forgotten.
I hateth you.
For where would I be without your
Roomy one bedroom,
and your broken sink faucet that dost glisten so?
Your wonderful refrigerator,
and your paper thin walls.
But, Hark!
There goeth the last
earwig I will ever run from.
Let us hope that your
loudly ghetto neighbors do not follow
me.
Fear not! I will be waiting with
the clorox wipes and ear plugs.
Alas, I shall miss you my first
apartment. I have the fondest memories
of wearing coats in you during the wintertimes
whilst taking cold showers to cool off in yon summer
days. I will miss thee.
For, you were my first,
Made fun of, but never Forgotten.
CamLambe's Cartilage
**Warning, this is not a word-for-word reenactment**
Cameron: "Will you go with me to get my cartilage pierced?"
Sarah: Me, being out of touch with what the young-uns are up to nowadays, replies "Huh?" I jest, she's three months younger than me. But seriously, I had no idea WHICH cartilage she was talking about...
Cameron: "The top part of my ear."
Me: "Oh okay, yeah, sure."
Cameron: "Okay, but you'll have to hold my hand when it hurts."
Me: "Fine, but you realize this will make it even harder to convince Joey/some other guys we know that we aren't a lesbian couple."
So...this is probably a little bit of my fault and a little bit of hers, but every time me and Cameron hang out around others, we tend to fake a lesbian relationship. Don't ask me why. This is probably very offensive to all of my gay and bi friends, so I apologize in advance. However, let me clarify, we do NOT make out or anything, although many boys at Cameron's party try to convince us to anyway. We basically just put our arms around each other or something if we sit beside each other. Usually, no harm, no foul. Unfortunately, lately it has been hard to convince guys other than Adam(Cameron's man-candy) that we don't actually have feelings for each other. I'm sure the guys are only half-kidding with us about the whole relationship thing, but now the cam-relationship-thingy feels awkward when mentioned. So, I don't know where Cameron stands, but I've been attempting to back off from our relationship to calm down some of the hype. I, personally, never thought it would get to this. It feels like Cameron and I are celebrities hiding our love from the paparazzi, or something, which is just bizarre.
Cameron: "Will you go with me to get my cartilage pierced?"
Sarah: Me, being out of touch with what the young-uns are up to nowadays, replies "Huh?" I jest, she's three months younger than me. But seriously, I had no idea WHICH cartilage she was talking about...
Cameron: "The top part of my ear."
Me: "Oh okay, yeah, sure."
Cameron: "Okay, but you'll have to hold my hand when it hurts."
Me: "Fine, but you realize this will make it even harder to convince Joey/some other guys we know that we aren't a lesbian couple."
So...this is probably a little bit of my fault and a little bit of hers, but every time me and Cameron hang out around others, we tend to fake a lesbian relationship. Don't ask me why. This is probably very offensive to all of my gay and bi friends, so I apologize in advance. However, let me clarify, we do NOT make out or anything, although many boys at Cameron's party try to convince us to anyway. We basically just put our arms around each other or something if we sit beside each other. Usually, no harm, no foul. Unfortunately, lately it has been hard to convince guys other than Adam(Cameron's man-candy) that we don't actually have feelings for each other. I'm sure the guys are only half-kidding with us about the whole relationship thing, but now the cam-relationship-thingy feels awkward when mentioned. So, I don't know where Cameron stands, but I've been attempting to back off from our relationship to calm down some of the hype. I, personally, never thought it would get to this. It feels like Cameron and I are celebrities hiding our love from the paparazzi, or something, which is just bizarre.
Moving
Nick and I are moving. Tuesday(7/13/2010), to be exact. It is chaotic here. I would not be surprised if Britney and Kevin and all of MTV showed up to make a television sequel in our living room. I mean, I'm probably hyperbolizing(which is, evidently, not a word). Whenever I have told people that I'm moving, or Nick and I are moving, they Always respond the same way. Allow me to demonstrate:
Me: We're/I/mydog is/are moving.
Other person willing to listen to me: Oh no! I HATE moving!!
To which I privately respond, what? excuse me, but what? How can you hate moving? They are YOUR things that you're moving, right? So you have no one to blame but yourself...
I can sometimes be utterly and unabashedly wrong. When I envision moving, I think about how I can go through and organize and de-clutter my things. I, unlike many people, enjoy organizing and de-cluttering. So, I just don't really understand people that hate that. However, actual moving is Nothing, I emphasize Nothing, like organizing your closet or desk or whatever.
Okay, well at first moving is enjoyable for me because I take my time and de-clutter something the size of my closet. But, not at all surprisingly, somehow it is two days before we have to move and I literally run around cramming s**t into whatever boxes I find. The apartment looks like I have backtracked with progress. How is that possible? I've spent three days of my life piling crap together! Luckily, Nick consistently reassures me with how much stuff we've gotten done. But...I'm not quite ready to believe him just yet. Maybe Tuesday I will.
Me: We're/I/mydog is/are moving.
Other person willing to listen to me: Oh no! I HATE moving!!
To which I privately respond, what? excuse me, but what? How can you hate moving? They are YOUR things that you're moving, right? So you have no one to blame but yourself...
I can sometimes be utterly and unabashedly wrong. When I envision moving, I think about how I can go through and organize and de-clutter my things. I, unlike many people, enjoy organizing and de-cluttering. So, I just don't really understand people that hate that. However, actual moving is Nothing, I emphasize Nothing, like organizing your closet or desk or whatever.
Okay, well at first moving is enjoyable for me because I take my time and de-clutter something the size of my closet. But, not at all surprisingly, somehow it is two days before we have to move and I literally run around cramming s**t into whatever boxes I find. The apartment looks like I have backtracked with progress. How is that possible? I've spent three days of my life piling crap together! Luckily, Nick consistently reassures me with how much stuff we've gotten done. But...I'm not quite ready to believe him just yet. Maybe Tuesday I will.
Muffin!
Is an adorable kitten that Ashley got. She's a calico/tortoiseshell mix thing. She's adorable. (Pic to be added eventually)
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