biggest loser<3

biggest loser<3

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Some of the best food i had in Paris. NEED to go back. Study abroad anyone? Getting back to the college thing.

Some of the best food i had in Paris. NEED to go back. Study abroad anyone? Getting back to the college thing.

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messy hair

messy hair

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NEWS FLASH: I am a terrible blogger

I should get a trophy for my outstanding lack of consistency. I have been telling myself for the past 2 months to stop neglecting Tumblr. Maybe even longer. Did I do it? No. I told myself I would blog, and then I wouldn’t. Unfortunately, all the cool things that have happened to me since my last post have lost relevance. My sporadic personality has once again rearranged the order of things I care about, so what seemed like a really big deal last week no longer serves a purpose in my life. The worst part is that I genuinely have thoughts to write. I even think about them in bloggy form, and I go as far as to make them more appealing to a general audience. Alas, I am too lazy to get out my computer and spend 15 minutes writing a measly paragraph. This is where my Critical Thinking class comes in handy. My teacher has a very Princess Diaries Anne Hathaway thing going on, and I cannot listen to her nor can I look at her. I’ll raise my hand every 20 minutes, so I don’t lose my 10% worth of participation points. Other than that I completely tune everything out and have absolutely no clue what is going on. Instead of spending an hour and a half on Pinterest, I had this crazy idea that I could give new life to my Tumblr. I even created a private section that you need a password for! Scandalous! If you know my Facebook password you’ll know the private password, so view at your own risk! 

TTFN 

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I feel like I should have trust issues, but when have I ever reacted to a situation rationally? I will never be able to move on if I let the past hold me down. I&#8217;m going head first on this one. Wish me luck.

I feel like I should have trust issues, but when have I ever reacted to a situation rationally? I will never be able to move on if I let the past hold me down. I’m going head first on this one. Wish me luck.

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p.s. I am eating at Berns again tomorrow. And I’m going to BUSCH GARDENS AFRICA which is a thousand times better than lame old Busch Gardens Europe in VA. So get excited for some groovy (adjective found via thesaurus.com) new posts!

I don&#8217;t know how people do bad in college. I study about half of my day. Half in the starbucks at the library and half outside. LOOK HOW BEAUTIFUL IT HAS BEEN! Last week was unhappy skies every day, and I was super sad every day. I have to admit I barely studied or did much of everything last week because the weather was so upsetting. Now it is so beautiful out I study all day. I am going to ace college. Consistently making good choices&lt;3

I don’t know how people do bad in college. I study about half of my day. Half in the starbucks at the library and half outside. LOOK HOW BEAUTIFUL IT HAS BEEN! Last week was unhappy skies every day, and I was super sad every day. I have to admit I barely studied or did much of everything last week because the weather was so upsetting. Now it is so beautiful out I study all day. I am going to ace college. Consistently making good choices<3

 COLLEGE FOOTBALL
I LOVE COLLEGE FOOTBALL. Well, I love college football games. Don&#8217;t worry I haven&#8217;t changed completely; I still have absolutely no idea what is going on in the game. I just love the energy! I probably wouldn&#8217;t like it if our team sucked (aka why I only attended one or two high school football games willingly), but we&#8217;re actually good! I also love being painted, and I love school spirit! I also love pictures. College football = tailgates = pictures! I also love yelling! And I love losing my voice which has happened after every football I&#8217;ve been to so far. I also love watching athletes do amazing things. At the last game we scored a touchdown in the first 8 seconds, and one guy on our team kept jumping over all the other layers. Just straight up leaping over 6&#8217; tall guys! I was amazed!
So, basically I like all the aspects surrounding football&#8230;

COLLEGE FOOTBALL

I LOVE COLLEGE FOOTBALL. Well, I love college football games. Don’t worry I haven’t changed completely; I still have absolutely no idea what is going on in the game. I just love the energy! I probably wouldn’t like it if our team sucked (aka why I only attended one or two high school football games willingly), but we’re actually good! I also love being painted, and I love school spirit! I also love pictures. College football = tailgates = pictures! I also love yelling! And I love losing my voice which has happened after every football I’ve been to so far. I also love watching athletes do amazing things. At the last game we scored a touchdown in the first 8 seconds, and one guy on our team kept jumping over all the other layers. Just straight up leaping over 6’ tall guys! I was amazed!

So, basically I like all the aspects surrounding football…

PARDON MY EXCESSIVE POSTING AT THE MOMENT

So, I have become so college I can hardly contain myself. I drink more coffee than water, I actually enjoy the library, I love football games, I use the term &#8220;fratty&#8221; at least 5x a day, I have learned all the greek symbols, I went to a swing dancing class last night, I wake up to &#8220;I Hate College&#8221; by Sam Adams every morning, and NOW I own every college shoe!!! I got an email during my math class last week that the gold glitter TOMS were back in stock, and I bought them immediately. Now I have every shoe necessary to be 100% college: Rainbows, Sanuks, TOMS, and Sperrys. They&#8217;re all pretty much the same thing, and my abnormally high arches are KILLING me. But I am drunk off college air, and I refuse to wear any other shoes (unless of course I&#8217;m running or getting dressed up) 

So, I have become so college I can hardly contain myself. I drink more coffee than water, I actually enjoy the library, I love football games, I use the term “fratty” at least 5x a day, I have learned all the greek symbols, I went to a swing dancing class last night, I wake up to “I Hate College” by Sam Adams every morning, and NOW I own every college shoe!!! I got an email during my math class last week that the gold glitter TOMS were back in stock, and I bought them immediately. Now I have every shoe necessary to be 100% college: Rainbows, Sanuks, TOMS, and Sperrys. They’re all pretty much the same thing, and my abnormally high arches are KILLING me. But I am drunk off college air, and I refuse to wear any other shoes (unless of course I’m running or getting dressed up) 

I was talking to my friends yesterday about my panda obsession; contrary to popular belief I can still be a creepy weird panda girl and still have friends. We were talking about what we would do in exchange for a baby panda. I restrained myself from getting over the top with this conversation. My obsession is accepted right now, and I don’t want to scare any off! Thinking about it now though I would pretty much trade anything for a baby panda. I would not trade the majority of my family or my soul. I don’t think trading your should for anything is a good idea. Besides, I’m sure God will reward me down the road for not doing such a thing and I will have as many baby pandas as I want in heaven. I would trade a future spouse, my fertility, my sense of smell or taste, my pinkies and little toes. Pretty much useless things that are still somewhat important. If I had a baby panda the void of these missing things would be instantly filled. Panda panda panda panda pandas panda panda