The post I wrote on Sunday, October 10th will explain the ideas behind the Unsent Love Letter Mix Tape series, and if it still doesn’t make sense to you, well then, at least it makes sense to me. The writer. The blogger. The girl behind the computer. Call me what you will but these are … Continue reading unsent love letter mix tape: track 5
It didn't take long after moving to Chicago in late November 2008 that I swore I would never live here to see another winter in this city. Brr, was that one brrrrrutal! That was almost two years ago and the weather these past few days has indicated that my third Chicago winter is quickly approaching. … Continue reading i’ve lived those seven days a thousand times. moments, now they’re all a blur, except for every second and every word.
Meet my partner in crime from this past weekend: Ashley. This photo was taken on Saturday evening, after about 10 hours of drinking (seriously) before we left to embark on a few more hours. (Note: That plan didn't last as long as we had planned.) But let's rewind a bit and go back to the beginning of this … Continue reading bobcats, buckeyes, and steelers…ohmy what a fantastic weekend!
A Birthday is the First Day of another 365 Day Journey Around the Sun: Enjoy the Trip! On my twentieth birthday, which happened to be my first official day as an OU student, I woke up in room 232 of Dougan, opened the door, and found myself in a sea of streamers and balloons. It was … Continue reading twenty-seven.
This morning was like college at OU all over again. I woke up groggy, with a little headache, thinking what did I do last night? And then in class montage-fashion, the images from the night before flashed through my pre-breakfast & coffee mind: Three glasses of wine, a shot of SoC0, a creepy townie bar, and good … Continue reading (ou) oh yeah, belgium waffle memory-inducing breakfast.
July 18, 2003. I'll never forget the significance of that date, even if no one else knows of its relevance. That was seven years ago. Seven years. I was a very inexperienced nineteen year old at the time, on the verge on a life-changing adventure as I attended my orientation day at OU. I was … Continue reading we were both young when i first saw you. i close my eyes and the flashback starts…
I can pinpoint three times in my life where I was truly happy. The first was in 7th grade, and other than being on successful basketball and soccer teams; having hot, popular boyfriends; and enjoying the company of a surplus of good friends- or so I thought at that time- I'm not really sure what else … Continue reading happiness: a right or a privilege?