Boys Boys Boys

So...boys are stupid. I know...we all knew that already. I can't help but think it a little extra lately. Maybe it's because I just don't know what to do in my life. The boys I seem to attract aren't bad, they just either don't seem to get the hint, or they aren't aggressive enough.

Listen up boys...COWBOY UP and ask a girl out. Don't play games with her. Have standards and respect.

Just sayin'

On a totally different note...I got an AMAZING tattoo from Ena Coffield out of Lucky Draw Kennesaw. It took me over 4 years of looking at a picture of what I wanted to grow some metaphorical balls and do it. It was so worth the pain. Pictures to follow soon.

Well...thats all for me
<3 LP

Wedded Bliss?

I had to make another quick post. EVERYONE IS GETTING MARRIED OR ENGAGED! I guess it comes with the territory of being in your early twenties, but seriously... its an epidemic. Now, I'm all for marriage and whatnot and I'm happy for everyone, but come on!

97% of the time I enjoy my single life. I don't have to deal with the stress, I don't have to check in with someone, and I don't have worry about anything. The other 3% of unhappiness usually starts when I either A. see that an ex has a new girlfriend and I don't have a new boyfriend or B. see one of my friend's from high school or sorority sister's huge engagement rings and wedding dresses.

I know it might come as a shock, but I don't sit around all day on the computer alone with my cats. (I actually don't even have a cat at my apartment) I go on dates, but I haven't found the right person. So here's hoping that he comes along at some point in the somewhat near future.

Until then, I think I might just hang around the pool with my good friend Rita. ;)

Till next time!

LP<3

Weekend Bliss

It's Memorial day weekend!!! Thank heavens! What a great excuse to spend a little time around the pool with some good friends (as if I really needed an excuse). Classes start on Wednesday and I'm going to have fun and relax until then. 

As nice as it is to relax, I want to take a moment to remind myself and everyone else what Memorial day really is about. It's about recognizing and remembering those who have served our country and lost their lives. I think it is important to keep that in your mind these next few days while you are out shopping the sales and grilling hotdogs. How did the holiday turn into that?

Well, I think its about time I got some sunlight!!! 

That's all for me (at the moment)
<3 LP

 

The Lillers

I know that I just posted, but I can't help it. My roommate went home to be with her mom after the passing of their family dog. This leaves me at our apartment to babysit Lil, or Lillers as we like to call her. 

Now, she's not the cutest dog in the world, yet somehow you cant help but love her. She has scruffy white hair and a little black nose. She's small, about 10 pounds, and a mix between a Westie and a Jack Russel. 

She's provided countless smiles and hour of entertainment. She is the funniest thing ever, as well as the biggest pain in the butt. Right now, cuddling with her is keeping me sane.

That and the Nutella cheesecake my roommate made...

 

 

 

Admit the cuteness

That's all for me again

<3 LP (and Lillers)

How Do You Deal?

Well, K and I went up to the leasing office this morning and the verdict is in. *drumroll please* We will be living in a 4 bedroom 4 bathroom apartment style dorm with 2 other girls. I'm trying very hard to focus on the positives. I have a place to live, I'm not alone, and I have my own bathroom.

Unfortunately as much as I keep trying to squelch the negative feelings they keep creeping into the pit of my stomach. I'm going to have ulcers after this whole ordeal is over. What if our roommates don't like sharing? What if they don't have the same customs as we do? What if they are rude? What if they don't like the way we decorate? What if  they steal our food? What if they are dirty?

We ended up hanging out with one of our friends who goes to Georgia Tech. She was telling us about her string of awful roommates, ending with a girl who had body lice. BODY LICE. I didn't even know that people actually got that. I know that she wasn't doing it on purpose, but the conversation added to my negative thoughts. 

I feel like I am mature enough to have a grown up conversation with someone about hygiene, cleaning, etc. But, how do you go about addressing those topics. I know that I'm not going to just sit back and let my last year be controlled by two total strangers. I'm probably over analyzing everything, maybe they will be the most perfect roommates ever. Who knows. I guess we will find out in August. 

I guess my thought for the day is, what do you do when faced with an unknown situation? What should you expect from people you are living with, and what should they expect from you? Are your roommate nightmares as bad as mine?

Well, that's all for me!

<3 A stressed LP

Life As We Know It

It's so surreal for me to think about where I am going to be in a mere 2 and a half months. I thought that I would be surrounded by my 2 best friends in our amazing apartment, going hard and having fun to celebrate our last year of college and the fact that we are all finally going to be 21. Well, life isn't always easy or what you think.

Plans have changed and we are no longer going to live together. My roommate (we will call her K) and I are moving back into an on campus apartment. We are waiting to see if we will be living in a 2 bedroom or a 4 bedroom. We are hoping that we won't have random roommates. 

My experience with random people haven't been very good. I am comfortable with my roommates now and we love each other. We share everything and have never even fought. I can leave my bedroom door open and never worry about anything. 

I probably sound like the most over dramatic person ever but, I feel like we've left our mark on this apartment and it's left it's mark on us. We've lived, loved, cried, and everything in between. We've celebrated our 21st birthdays. We've cried about loved ones lost. We've watched about 18,000 shitty horror movies. We've a cuddled in bed and talked about everything under the sun. I kissed the guy I thought was my prince charming, and found out he wasn't the person I thought he was, all in this apartment.

I love everything about it. I love our TV that sometimes doesn't turn on, our ugly Navajo print couch with the cushions that never stay put, the box of deck chairs we couldn't ever figure out how to put together, and the Christmas lights we left up on the mantle. It all means something to me, to us. I don't know why, but we weren't planning on leaving till one of us got engaged. 

I keep telling myself that it's only for a year. August 2013, we can live together again. I have no idea how likely that is to happen, but I keep thinking about it. It can't be real. I know it shouldn't be a big deal at all, but I learned about myself more in this apartment than I have anywhere since my childhood home. 

I took a break from slowly cleaning up my room and beginning to pack away the things that I won't need for a while, like my winter clothes. I was sitting on my floor about to cry, putting all my sweat shirts in the huge pink container we used to make hunch punch in (classy I know, and I cleaned it out). I feel like I'm packing up my life. I never thought it would hit me this hard. 

Trying to remember better times. 3 bffs, no matter the location or the situation.

In the Drop of a Hat

It's really funny how you can have your life all planned out and one little thing breaks the dam. I feel like suddenly my problems are spilling out everywhere. I have lived with the two sweetest girls for a little less than a year now. We've been planning on living together next year or months. Yesterday while I was home with my parents I got a call that I wasn't expecting.

Now I realize that I just set that up to be incredibly over dramatic, but that is how I feel right now. My roommate called to tell me that our other roommate just told her that she wasn't going to be able to live with us, much less keep attending the college that we go to. I was so upset. I remembered her talking to me about it briefly that her parents were worried about putting two children through college, but I didn't think too much about it. She never seemed to make a big thing about it. She went home and talked to her parents recently and they told her that she needed to move back home until she got accepted into a nursing program. 

I know she didn't do it on purpose by any means, but now my other roommate and I are going to have to scramble to figure out what to do. 2 bedroom apartments are so much more expensive and we don't know if we can find another roommate in time. We have 13 days until we have to tell the leasing office if we are going to stay in our apartment. To add to the problem, I don't have a reliable car, so moving further away from campus isn't really an option for me. 

As much as my current roommate and I want to stay together, I'm not really sure what is the best option. I talked things over with my parents since they still help me out with my rent. They are really wanting me to move into an on campus apartment. I agree with them on some aspects. It would be safer, I only have to worry about my part of the rent and never have to worry about a roommate that wont pay, and nobody can argue the convenience factor of the whole thing. I see where they are coming from and how it would be a good idea. It is a little bit more expensive than where I am living now, but at the same time, my rent will most likely be going up if I have to move into a new apartment.

Another option is to try and find another roommate. As much as I want to stay with my current roommate in my current apartment, neither of us know of anyone who needs a roommate or a place to stay. I've put my feelers out and asked around on Facebook and Twitter, I even stretched so far as to post in some of the groups I'm a part of. I want to stay in my apartment, but I also worry that we might get a bad roommate. I don't really want to live with a stranger who might not pay rent, leaving us stuck to cover the gap. 

We could always move into a smaller apartment, its only for a year anyways. Unfortunately, our rent would most likely go up, and the apartment we live in now is one of the safest communities in the area. We would be giving up room, safety, and may even be paying more for less. Plus, neither of us know who would be able to cosign on an apartment for us. Both of our families are struggling in this economy just like everyone else. I've even thought about us both moving into a one bedroom apartment to save on cost. It's a good idea, except my roommate has a boyfriend that comes over a lot. 

As you can see I've really tried to get creative with my thinking. I don't want to leave my roommate and friend high and dry with no place to live, but I also know that my education comes first. Given a desperate situation, she could drive from her house or her boyfriend's place. I don't have that luxury since my family lives further away. I have to live in the area and I have to live close to campus. We are also under such a time constraint.

Needless to say I didn't sleep very well last night. I was running all the options through my head over and over again. I want to be there for my friend. I never want to hurt her feelings or screw her over. I keep thinking, at what point do you have to focus on yourself? When is it time to be selfish? And is that worth the possibility of harming a friendship?

Well...that's all for me.

<3 a sad LP

Something I Found

So, I've been quite the little Tweeter (Twitterer, Twitter User? idk) lately. I've started following a lot of people who post motivational quotes and whatnot. I guess if you are going to do something totally pointless like be on Twitter, you might as well be positive about it.

Well...I found this quote in my feed today..."Sometimes we expect more from others because we’d be willing to do that much for them."

I found this to be very poignant and very true. How often have you been disappointed at someones actions? How often have you wondered why you would give your heart and soul to someone, and they don't feel the same way?

Food for thought.

Well, that's all for me!

<LP

Deadlocked

So it's 11:42 PM and I just finished reading Deadlocked by Charlaine Harris. For those of you who don't read or have no access to pop culture or media, Harris writes the books that were adapted into the TrueBlood television series. I'm can be a bit of a nerd and I love her books. Are they historically correct? No. Are they expanding my knowledge of a real world topic? No. But they are wildly enjoyable to read, AND who doesn't like slipping away into a fantasy world for a few hours?

I believe that it is the 12th book in her series and she is making one more. That makes me nervous, I have this weird thing where I don't read the last book in a series. I can honestly say I've never finished a book series because of this. I wonder what this says about me?

Overall, I liked the book fine. It didn't provide the intense action scenes that the other books provided, and there weren't really any new characters added (probably because she's trying to wrap up the series). I've always been a fan of Eric the vampire, and he was barely even in this book.

Even though I'm not a fan of the show, I do LOVE Alexander Skarsgard :)

One thing I'm not a huge fan of is the TrueBlood television show. I know that a lot of people love it, but it is NOTHING like the books. The characters are different and things are added or taken away to completely change the direction of the show. Every time someone tells me that they love TrueBlood, I tell them to pick up one of the novels and then tell me how they feel about the show. I'm sure it's a great show, but when you can't get your own perceptions out of your head and you keep comparing it with the books, it just doesn't measure up. 

Now, I'm not the type of person who will read anything about vampires. I think that these are actually the only vampire novels I read. I hate that vampires and other fantasy creatures have become so popular. A few years ago, if you liked vampires or other seemingly dark things you were weird. Nowadays its totally normal. It's interesting how pop culture can change our views on certain subjects.

Well, now I need a new book to read. 15 days till my summer classes start. I'm really starting to get fed up with school. It's funny, I remember reading the first book in the series in my tiny freshman dorm room. It's certainly strange how things time out.

Well, that's all for me!

<3LP

Let the Good Times Roll

Today was an interesting day. My dad and I got up early to run some errands together. We had to get a birth certificate, a new SS card (mine must have gotten lost in one of the 5 places I've lived since the start of college), and a background check for my summer jobs. 

My dad and I don't really get to spend a lot of time together, and we never get to spend time really talking and enjoying each others company. We ended up leaving the house at around 8 AM, and we were finished with our errands by 10. We had given ourselves till 12:30 to complete all of our errands, but thankfully we were finished early. It even allowed us to run an extra errand, getting me a house key for their house, which for some reason I've never owned. 

One of the interesting things that my dad and I got to talking about was, how many people in our society really know what food is good for them and their bodies? Why do we eat things that are fattening, even if we know that they are? And would people eat healthier if it cost just as much as fast food? 

Our bodies are accustomed to a hunter-gatherer lifestyle. Up until the 1900s, our diets were inconsistent and our bodies stored fat for hard times when there may not be enough food to go around. Today, there is a surplus of food, and even if you are hungry, you aren't going to starve. This is a huge problem. Now that might seem like an odd conversation to have, but it's true. You'd like to think that everyone knows that vegetables and fruits are healthy and starch and fat are bad, but obviously they don't.

We decided that we had enough time for lunch so we stopped by Subway. Our thoughts were that it was the same price as other fast food, but we could eat healthier. After the conversation we had just had, the woman in front of us ordered her sandwich on white bread, with mayo. We both looked at each other and thought "doesn't she know that mayo is just fat and that white bread isn't healthy?". Who knows what she knew, maybe she didn't care. It's just strange that in a society where we have the option to eat healthy, we choose not to. 

One of my biggest problems is how expensive it is to eat healthy, especially when you are only feeding one person. Fruit, veggies, and even higher quality bread is expensive. I'm a poor college kid, I need every penny I can get. 

I just love this, and it's so fitting!

 I wonder how many people would lead a healthy lifestyle if they had the money and the opportunity? I know that I would.

Side note: I am not a health and fitness junkie, this is just something that we were talking about. I don't intend on writing every week about health and fitness, just some food for thought. (pun intended)

Well, that's all for me!

<3LP

LP? Who is She?

So, as you might have already guessed, I'm LP. I have been inspired by many of my friends to attempt blogging (again). You'd think it would be easy since I always have a lot to say, and even more on my mind. Maybe it will actually work for me this time, or maybe this is just a bit of wishful thinking.

First things first...a little about me, LP!

LP is a nickname that I received my sophomore year of college. Sophomore year was only 3 years ago, but it feels like ages. I got it from my sorority sisters. Apparently my real name was a little too common. The nickname has really grown on me though.

I am a second year senior or as my adviser likes to call me, a "super senior". I'm about to start my 5th and final year in college. It's been a long ride, but I couldn't have done it without some amazing people.

I'm an anthropology major. Weird, I know. It's fascinating to me, and no, I have no idea what I'm doing when I graduate.

 

I'm in a sorority. I love it, and I don't care who knows, or how you feel about sororities. Everyone has their own thing, this is mine.

I'm social, fun, and I've been told I'm kinda funny. I am usually the one speaking my mind, but I do know when to keep my mouth shut.

I am a very open-minded person. I have tried very hard not to judge anyone on the way they choose to present themselves or the activities that make them happy and fulfilled.

So now...why blog?

I always try to start up blogs or journals, but I never seem to actually keep up with them. Here I am, sitting at home bored trying to blog again. Hopefully I can use this as a tool to write down my thoughts and hopefully avoid some stress. We'll see.

Well, that's all for me!

<3 LP