Who would have guessed that updating your Ipod alongside your mom whiles she's also updating her's could be SO fun.
My mom got her first Ipod shuffle from Santa this year. I catch her staring at her tiny new music playing device in awe occasionally.
Santa should've thought of this a long time ago.
Wednesday, December 29
Tuesday, December 28
Harry Potter made my heart hurt
My excuse for going to the movies alone tonight was that when I got back from SA everyone who was willing to see the new Harry Potter had already seen it. Therefore, it left me no other choice than to sneak into the theatre (after I paid for my movie ticket bought a popcorn and Cherry Coke for myself) and straight up relish in Harry for a while... solo. He was great, as usual, as was Hermione and Ron.
Years ago in my old college days... or maybe a couple of months ago... who's counting. I was traveling through the terrible week of rush, visiting each sorority house and hoping that I got the one I wanted.
This was during the early stages of Harry Potter, before Hermione turned into the beatiful swan and was still crawling through awkward puberty.
Anyhow, the final night arrived when I had to choose which house I wanted to be part of. I left after voting feeling nervous and terrified that I wouldn't get the sorority I wanted.
Which I didn't and couldn't be more happy about my outcome
I'm on the bus traveling back to Patterson, the all girls freshman dorm, and a fellow rushie comes right up to me and says, "I've seen you around this week and you look exactly like Hermione Granger, do you watch the Harry Potter movies?".
You mean bushie haird, ain't never seen tweezers Hermione... yeah, I've seen the film now go away before I push you down tall, thin, silk straight brunette hair girl.
I then began crying. College was hard enough one week in without someone calling you Hermione Granger.
This story being said. I would love for someone to say to me NOW, "Why Merrette you look identical to Hermione Granger in The Deathly Hallows Part I".
Why thankyou, stranger. Here's a kiss.
Years ago in my old college days... or maybe a couple of months ago... who's counting. I was traveling through the terrible week of rush, visiting each sorority house and hoping that I got the one I wanted.
This was during the early stages of Harry Potter, before Hermione turned into the beatiful swan and was still crawling through awkward puberty.
Anyhow, the final night arrived when I had to choose which house I wanted to be part of. I left after voting feeling nervous and terrified that I wouldn't get the sorority I wanted.
Which I didn't and couldn't be more happy about my outcome
I'm on the bus traveling back to Patterson, the all girls freshman dorm, and a fellow rushie comes right up to me and says, "I've seen you around this week and you look exactly like Hermione Granger, do you watch the Harry Potter movies?".
You mean bushie haird, ain't never seen tweezers Hermione... yeah, I've seen the film now go away before I push you down tall, thin, silk straight brunette hair girl.
I then began crying. College was hard enough one week in without someone calling you Hermione Granger.
This story being said. I would love for someone to say to me NOW, "Why Merrette you look identical to Hermione Granger in The Deathly Hallows Part I".
Why thankyou, stranger. Here's a kiss.
Monday, December 27
Eat, Pray, Love... or just Eat, then Eat some more
I know how cheesy it is I am using this, I'm sure already jaded movie/book title, to talk about my journey to the never-never and back but it's SOO true and simple.
Eat: I gained almost 20 L-B-S while in South America. Hush, I'm still self-conscious about it. Nothing fits. Not one thing, I've been walking around Florence in Sweat Pants and T-shirts pretending to be going or coming from the Mcleod Health and Fitness Center. Lies. While in Punta Arenas, Chile (where I lived for the four months) I ate bread, loads of it. Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner... freakin' pan (bread).
Then... the bicentenial arrived and I was introduced to "typical" Chilean food... deep friend and greasy goodness.
Then... then... I went to Argentina for the first time and ate gelato everday, buffets of meat and discovered blue cheese for the first time in 3 months.
Eat: I gained almost 20 L-B-S while in South America. Hush, I'm still self-conscious about it. Nothing fits. Not one thing, I've been walking around Florence in Sweat Pants and T-shirts pretending to be going or coming from the Mcleod Health and Fitness Center. Lies. While in Punta Arenas, Chile (where I lived for the four months) I ate bread, loads of it. Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner... freakin' pan (bread).
Then... the bicentenial arrived and I was introduced to "typical" Chilean food... deep friend and greasy goodness.
Then... then... I went to Argentina for the first time and ate gelato everday, buffets of meat and discovered blue cheese for the first time in 3 months.
Then... then... then... I traveled to three different countries in one week and ate all their staple dishes. Uruguays is pictured above... I ate one of these sandwhiches everyday I was in Uruguay (thank goodness it was only for two days).
Don't even get me started on Argentina's food. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. I firmly believe the Angels killed the cow, and then God grilled the beef therefore an Amen Brotha is in order here.
Moment of silence for beef in Argentina
Finally, I came home to Christmas. Well, you're getting the picture.
Eat. I did.
More or pray and love later.
First and Foremost
Welcome
Beinvenido
I have no idea what I am going to write about in this "now what" blog but I'm thinking... or better yet know I'll do some pretty dumb stuff for the next few years or so and I can give you a good laugh every now and again by sharing these delightful stories. So far since being back from South America I have set a record high of how many hours a person can spend in their pajamas, my mom's so proud... I actually think my laziness has counteracted her into this unstopable cleaning, go-go-go supermom. She's trying to lead me by example, I'm not taking the bait whatsoever.
Just to give you a breif overview of what's going on. I got back from SA December 2nd and traveled to Atlanta, GA for the SEC Championship Game, I paid $400 to sit in the Auburn Endzone and watch Carolina be... well Carolina. I've worked on and off for my dad at Chick-A-Ray Poultry (where we slice and dice chickens in which we then sell to local restaurants and grocery stores). Well the fun hasn't even started yet ya'll. I've been attending weddings of those younger and a year older than me... single, as in with-out a date or better yet even a prospect of a date. I'm kidding here, my brother has been a great date/dance partner... Anyhow, I've seen and visited lots of loved ones and I've spent even more time well, in my pajamas. I wasn't kidding earlier guys.
I move to Columbia, SC the weekend of the first and I pretty much jump back into work (yuck) and school (double yuck). However, if all goes as planned I will acheive a certification that allows me to teach children in the United States and I will be able to open their minds to the beauty of language through literacy.
P-U-M-P-E-D
Peace
Beinvenido
I have no idea what I am going to write about in this "now what" blog but I'm thinking... or better yet know I'll do some pretty dumb stuff for the next few years or so and I can give you a good laugh every now and again by sharing these delightful stories. So far since being back from South America I have set a record high of how many hours a person can spend in their pajamas, my mom's so proud... I actually think my laziness has counteracted her into this unstopable cleaning, go-go-go supermom. She's trying to lead me by example, I'm not taking the bait whatsoever.
Just to give you a breif overview of what's going on. I got back from SA December 2nd and traveled to Atlanta, GA for the SEC Championship Game, I paid $400 to sit in the Auburn Endzone and watch Carolina be... well Carolina. I've worked on and off for my dad at Chick-A-Ray Poultry (where we slice and dice chickens in which we then sell to local restaurants and grocery stores). Well the fun hasn't even started yet ya'll. I've been attending weddings of those younger and a year older than me... single, as in with-out a date or better yet even a prospect of a date. I'm kidding here, my brother has been a great date/dance partner... Anyhow, I've seen and visited lots of loved ones and I've spent even more time well, in my pajamas. I wasn't kidding earlier guys.
I move to Columbia, SC the weekend of the first and I pretty much jump back into work (yuck) and school (double yuck). However, if all goes as planned I will acheive a certification that allows me to teach children in the United States and I will be able to open their minds to the beauty of language through literacy.
P-U-M-P-E-D
Peace
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)