Robin.

Note to self: never ever attempt a 35 second keg stand; the repercussions are terrifying.



Happy Birthday Julia :)
my wonderful my now legal older sister

Tired.

This week has been pretty long, and its only Wednesday.
I've been sick since Sunday and I'm slightly getting better.
So this Saturday is my sister's 21st birthday extravaganza and I'm totally excited.
Its a themed "Super Hero v. Villain" party and I'm planning on being Robin.
Oh, and did I mention that its basically a good excuse to get extremely wasted at MY own house?!?

Hell yes.

And check it out, my birthday is around the corner and you know what I realized....
I've never had a surprise birthday party or anything. Some friends I have.
Hah, totally joking.
But my birthday weekend, my parents won't be home and I'll have the house allll to myself.

House party? :)

Confusion or Infatuation?

Dear boy who keeps texting me all the time,
You bet someone that you couldn't get my number, and even though you in fact lost, you managed to get it somehow. You wanted to hang out with me for 3 weeks straight, but I was bombarded with finals that I couldn't. You play volleyball and find my Harry Potter tendencies geeky but cute. You are slightly older than me by two years, and the age doesn't even phase you. You don't care that we won't see each other for three months, you've managed to tell me every single time I talk to you that you want to do nothing else but get to know me. You are fully aware that I'm not a party girl and you reply with, "that's what I want."

Dear you: you have ONLY met me once.


I don't know whether this is the kind of stuff that magazines tell me to stay away from or the kind of stuff you find in Nicholas Sparks books.

I love watching Marley chase lizards around our backyard.
Freakin cute beagle of mine.

Muggy humid weather outside, and I'm getting back into the swing of things.
Swing of things meaning sball season (:
I'm actually excited to play this summer with all my sball girls, not to mention, I'm going to be captain. Oh dear.

Also applied to Anthony's Coal Fired Pizza; lets hope I get the job and knock off the extra 876545678 hostess' that work there all under the age of 16.

Off to first practice of the year.
Later, Idol finale (:
Don't judge me, I don't care.

11:40 PM - Miami thunderstorms (:

i missed them SOOOO much

Home.

I'm finally home in sunny Miami.
I miss my elon kids though a little.
But nothing is better than starting off my summer playing Ring of Fire with all my good friends and making rules like saying, "in my ass" after every sentence.

Oh how I missed all of them :)

Seeing the best friend today for the first time since winter break.
I'm waaaaaaaaaaay too excited (:


BTW: I kinda am no longer a freshman in college. Holy shit.

Tears of Rain.

So I'm still pretty shaken by my friend's phone call last night.
I've been listening to only Coldplay today because that's Josh's favorite band.
No feedfack whether he'll be ok, but right now he seems to be stable and breathing fine.
Yesterday was a beautiful day too, up until I got that phone call. It's been nothing but raining this morning/afternoon.
It's not helping one bit.


I'm just really not ok about this whole thing.

I go home in 5 days and I really have to get this whole packing thing going.
I need boxes and so much patience it's ridiculous.
And on top of that, studying for exams is going to be insane.

I'm scared that I'm not going to be able to say bye to everyone before I leave, due to the fact that I'm most likely going to be doing 8765678 things.

Plus this whole situation last night really has put me in a mood that won't go away.

I'm literally just sitting on my bed no attempting any work and staring at the blank walls that I already stripped. No more pictures, posters, newspaper articles, drawings....nothing.
Really blank.

Kinda how I'm feeling right now.

Pray.

So I found out about 2 hours ago that my good friend Josh got in a horrible car accident and is currently in critical care.


I'm not ok.

10 Days.

I'm listening to John Mayer's live version of: "Your Body is A Wonderland" from his live album, Any given Thursday.....dear God he is amzazing.

So tomorrow is quite a big day for me. It's the day that will be recognized as the day of the single digits for countdown-to-home. I'm really excited to finally be back home back with all my friends and etc. It's more than just an adrenaline rush. It's really whats motivating me to kick ass in the few days coming up regarding finals and projects and what not.
Which reminds me, I'm really beside myself with how well I'm doing in school, minus statistics.
Currently with my three A's and one C, I'm just a smidge point of making Dean's List this semester.
I really hope I do, because that would just be the cherry ontop of my school-year cake.
It's been most definitely a struggle these past few months, talking about maybe picking up the whole, "looking for a prospective recruitment" for softball, or applying to maybe 987654567 scholarships and only hearing back from one of them. All of these pressures basically outlining the constant problem of affording Elon. I hate putting my parents through the burden of it all, but I know that it's not going to waste. I'm already falling in love with the curriculum here and not gonna lie, I'm FINALLY getting over the typical annoying Elon kids. It's just really not worth doing the whole drama thing or being associated with Greek life and drinking 4 days/nights of the week.
I'm over it already and I'm only a freshman.
I just really cannot wait for this whole process to be kinda over with and I could be working for some magazine, publishing company, advertisement corporation, or public relations agency.

Today is baking day, in rewards for me to typing up a 8 page paper last night in two hours :)
Who knew I would be able to talk about being, "Enviromentally Trendy" would be so interesting.

Also side note: never drink coffee on an empty stomache. The unwanted cramps are a bitch.

Go listen to Weezer fellow bloggers.
Get that summer vibe goin.

Last Strech.

So I'm finally reaching the long stretch.
Final week of classes, and then next week finals. Luckily I get to go home 6 days before actual school really ends (:
12 more dayssssss.
I'm so incredibly stoked for the following:

-My mother's cooking.
-My extremely comfortable bed.
-Many mornings of laying next to the pool with Sunshine and Bosco.
-Waking up to Camila playing WII and then finding out she made extra pancakes for me because she knows how much I love them.
-Seeing my best friend practically everyday, considering I haven't seen her since Winter Break.
-The family dinners on Sunday nights.
-My dad's BBQ.
-Sunburns that turn into suntans.
-My final year of softball with my softball family of 11 years.
-MY CAR.
-Midnight diner meals with The Devil Cats.
-INCUBUS AND DAVE MATTHEWS BAND CONCERT.
-Head rubs from my mom, because I am never too old for that.
-Scattergories till 2 in the morning at Andy Rosenkranz's house.
-9th grade volleyball sleepovers with my Calvzilla and BBFL.
-Tons and tons and tons of beach volleyball with my girls.
-The beach in general.
-Random excursions to the Keys with Julia.
-Working at the best italian restaurant in existence, Anthony's Pizza.
and lastly
-Midnight swings on the hammock and falling sleep to my iPOD.



Cannot freakin wait.

Amen.

Amen, really.

Weezy?

By the way, I totally just ordered a Lil Wayne shirt.

Bahahaha.

I'm a Superstar.

Lupe Fiasco/GirlTalk concert tonight in Alumni Gym.
I totally stoked it's ridiculous.

So this time in two weeks, I'll be finalizing my packing and probably studying for my last exam that takes place on Saturday morning.
I'm getting goosebumps thinking about it.
I got to talk to Julia yesterday for like an hour and it was pretty nice.
I miss my older sister a lot more than I thought. We were talking about how if dooms day were to follow us both when we got older, we'd most likely live together and probably cause havoc.
Not gonna lie, my sister and I living totally by ourselves under a roof is pretty crazy idea.
This will be after she becomes one popular artist and me a hot shot magazine editor or publicist.
That would pretty ideal.

Summer is knocking at my door man.
I just seriously want to answer the door and see this handsome man wanting to whimsically take me away from finals and take me to a place where summer is nothing but sun, love, and happiness.

Wow, pinch me please? I'm delusional.