The Best Feelings.

My friend and Homecoming Parade Co-Chair posted this on the Facebook today and instead of writing about Women's rights, which was the plan, I think this is more appropriate for today. Everyone needs to have one or more of these happen to them today and every single day of their lives. I believe that.


Music = Life = Music

Recently, I decided to mooch off of a friend's iTunes and steal majority of his music including but not limited to 365 Beatles songs, every single Lady Gaga song ever and the acoustic Justin Bieber album. Don't knock the Biebs...I made that error with the Snuggie and I won't knock something without trying it first. And now I'm getting off topic....

Now, I'm not one of those people who uses other people for their music. He's a good friend so stop accusing. The point of my lovely tale is the diversity that music brings to our lives and how some songs make you think of certain situations or people or instances you missed or anything really. The first time I hear a song I never really forget it. Like when I got into my very own car for the first time and Katherine McPhee's "Over It" came on and now when I hear it I think about that moment. Or how a song can make you think of someone such as Rascal Flatts' "Bless the Broken Road." Or maybe how when "Bohemian Rhapsody" makes me think of afternoons riding my bike singing it at the top of my lungs with friends. (Yes, I have friends.)

Music is powerful. It can alter your mood. I can cry at a song, and be completely happy the next song. It changes the way I feel about someone when I know their tastes in music. Music helps to make connections and of course, break them. I love music and it will always be a part of me.

And, so is music taste. I have an ADD iPod named "Titanic" (Get it? The Titanic is syncing?...Ya, I'm hilarious.) I have tastes in variety of Mumford and Sons to Nicki Minaj to Spice Girls. I have both acoustic versions and club remixes. I have rap, R&B, pop, alternative, musicial theater, and everything in between. I mean, I have Eminem and Glee in the same playlist! Okay, now that's just nuts. And I know everysinglesong in my iTunes. The only area in which my iPod lacks would have to be in the area of country music. I struggle with liking that genre, and I'm talking deep-hardcore-county like sundays-at-church-with-my-dog-waiting-in-my-Chevy kind of country. My extensive Taylor Swift collection does not count!

Some songs you just never forget. I will always stand up for NSYNC in a Battle of the 90's Boy Bands arguments. And Britney Spears was better in the 90's than X-Tina (she danced! shesh!). I still know all the words to Mmmbop and can rap most Eminem songs word for word.

Now, music is life. And life imitates music. So I guess, my life (and pop culture) is music.


And 10 days later..

The Madness that is March has taken over. It's not that I forgot about you blogsphere, it is the first time that I have been able to breath. *inhale, exhale* But anyways, I have been keeping this link open on my desktop for several days now and I thought all of you would enjoy it. Just a little dating advice from a girl who reads...

"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes."

Hurrrrr is where I got it. Enjoy!


THIS...is American Idol!

Season 10. No Simon Cowell. A funny Ryan Seacrest. And some amazing talent. Best season yet?

I have been a loyal fan of the American Idol franchise since at the young aspiring age of 10 they began airing the series. I was so adorable! I wrote down the number for Kelly Clarkson each week and begged my mom to allow me to call, of course, she said no. But, that did not stop my love for the show. Now, they have had a couple rocky season...Taylor Hicks anyone!? Soul Patrol? I don't think so.

Some of my favorite artists on my Ipod have come from American Idol. The first song I ever listened to in my car was by Katherine McPhee! Carrie Underwood has been inducted in the Grand Ole' Opry and she is also one of my favorites. Adam Lambert...'Nough said. And this season is no different.

They have one of the best seasons ever. I think each one of the top 13 are amazing. They are all super talented and unique. My personal favorites: Casey Abrams and Paul McDonald. They are both brillant! Each week I sit upon the couch with my family anticipating what they are going to do next. And, of course, we judge. And usually we are right.
American Idol Season 10 Top 13



I, like many twenty-year-olds, love march. March is the month of my birthday. It has a day that is entirely devoted to my favorite color, St. Patrick's Day. (Yes, that day is associated with something else, but I don't do that sort of thing...) And, March Madness.

Now, I played basketball for years of my life. I can't say I still love the game like I used too but I loved the game. Everything about it. The skill, drive, dedication and the lifetime bonds that I got from basketball will never be taken from me. Yes, I did just get emotional. Deal.

All right, for those of you who don't have an older brother who watch the selection show for hours upon hours last night, bracketology is the breakdown of the NCAA tournament. The teams are selected by a committee based on win-loss records, scores of games and their own area tournaments. The 64 (selected) teams are then broken down into regions, East, West, Southeast, and Southwest, of 16 teams each. Tournament plays begins, the winning teams are complied into the Sweet Sixteen, Elite Eight, Final Four and NCAA champion. Bets are placed, brackets are filled and money is dealed out to the winner.

So naturally I fill out a bracket. Correct, I fill out several brackets. Several. I fill out the one with all of the highest ranking teams make it to the final four and then based on records I pick a winner. Yes, classic and usually wrong. Then I fill out one strictly based on girly requirements: cute uniforms colors, hottness ranking factors, quirky things either about their coach or school, ya know, really important things. And my final bracket, a mixture of both. Which usually wins me the most points because, Iwilllwin! I am competitive and I usually lose with these things but they are fun and seriously entertaining.

Whether you use my brother's tactic of serious deliberation or my father's "Kansas always wins" approach or my mother's "Uh...Bracketololgy?" or the full proof girly version, you will enjoy March Madness. Just don't bet too much because anything can happen in the world of sports.


Your Welcome.

It's Spring Break time and instead of doing the ginormous list of things that I have put off until this very week I found two amazing websites of awesomeness to procrastinate a little more. Here oh and Here. You can thank me later.


Career Choices

Today's discussion is all about the future. Your furture is the factor by you which you will be judged from your junior year of high school until you graduate from college and go into the 'real' world. At the age of 18 you must declare a major. Decisions that you make as a 18 year old acne kid will dictate your 40 year old selfs happiness so PICK RIGHT! AH! The pressure!

Well, luckily for me, I've always enjoyed english and history. Teaching just seemed like a perfect fit for me. Unitl...now. Budget cuts, too much work, and other varying factors have been leading me into the realitive unkonwn. And honestly, it can be exciting. Teaching is still an option and a major passion of mine. Now, the decision I made several years ago will not change. No major 'major' change happening for this girl...

-Law --> the more history I learn the more I want to become a lawyer. Even today I was thinking, I should be a legal analyist. Sounds interesting right? Also I've thought of a court mediator. Ya know, working with kids in court cases, looking out for their best interests. Or even, my personal favorite, law librarian!
-Editor/Publisher --> You knew as a book nerd that this would be an option for me. Now, I'm seeing it..The Next Great American Novel discovered by ME! I like that...
-Event Planner --> Being surrounded by this in campus organizations sounds more and more appealing to me, and I think I would be good at it.
-Movie Rator --> I love movies. So why not rate them? Also sounds amazing.
-Library --> Yes, library. And yes, they have school for that. I know, I'm not the stereotypical librarian...well people, deal! It sounds amazing to me. Being surrounded by books, magazines, knowledge, readings and research all dang day: AWESOME!

Now, I know, this is just one of those blogs about me and my choices. But honestly, I'm trying to help all ya'll a little bit lost in this tough job market see the versitility that you might have in the job market. Keep your chins up. Keep sending out those resumes. Stay in school. And last piece of advice, Listen to your Mothers!


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