Reminiscing the "Golden Days!"

At school, I live with one of my closest friends since 6th grade. Each of us has lived in the same town our entire lives, and instead of going out on "the town" (manchvegas as they call it), we instead watched a movie and reminisced of the good ole times. For some reason we decided go through each school year, starting from preschool, and share our biggest crushes. Yes, we both had crushes in preschool, pretty hilarious if you ask me, although I don't think you could classify them as full on "crushes." It's definitely not the same crush as the one you may have in high school. In preschool, the boys and girls didn't know the concept of cooties yet and everything preschoolers do is still so innocent. Throughout telling stories of our past lovers, more and more memories would fall into the back of our minds as if we were reliving them once again. However, sometimes I couldn't remember if I had just dreampt about those images or actually lived through them. Have you ever felt like that? Anyway, it was just funny to tell each other stories, especially in the really early years. For instance, when I was in preschool I was probably what they call a "slut" in today's day in age. I mean, I held almost every boy's hand when I was just 5 years old. Cooties probably festered over every inch of my palms, luckily that word wasn't in my vocabulary yet. But I was a real popular little girl back then, and then it all changed. Boys became intimidated by my large growth spurt, metal mouth, lanky self haha. I remember being forced to square dance during gym class in middle school and being a foot taller than every boy I had to dance with. You can believe most of them were scared. It's alright though, because I was always able to be a very independent person and relationships never drove me insane or what not. I miss my childhood and wish every once in a while I could go back in time and relive those glory days. 

Boys vs. Girls

Why are guys so complicated? I have had numerous conversations with other girls about this. Why do the girls that are crazy, psycho and manipulative the ones who get the guy in the end? Why is it okay for men to sleep around, but when a woman sleeps around they are considered a slut? How is that right? I don't understand it. In my life right now I'm not looking for a relationship with anyone specific because of my own personal reasons, but I feel like most guys perspectives on relationships are so different from girls, at least while they're in college. I would love to be a guy for one day and get into the minds of them. Why is it that they go for looks first? If you don't have an ass like Kim Kardashian they don't give you the time of day. I think that's pretty unfair to those of us who don't have a black girls ass, there is much more to a person than their looks. I think its rather funny that guys are pretty simple minded, but come off as such a complicated human being, at least to most girls. The difference is, guys think with their "package," for lack of a better word, I guess; and girls think with their hearts. Why don't any of us use our heads? It's love, it messes with our heads too much, I think. Just some thoughts...take it as you will!

"Who needs a boyfriend. I've got my girl friends. When we get together, the party never ends." ~Jessica Andrews

       My New Year's resolution: love myself and have fun with my girls. When people tell you boys come and go, but girl friends are forever, they aren't lying. I cannot tell you the number of times when I was in high school that I wished I had that special connection with a guy. I had my girl friends, but I always thought that I needed a guy or boyfriend to make me happy. That whole perspective changed for me this semester at college. I've learned to realize that I am ultimately the one who needs to make myself happy, and my girl friends are there whenever I need them.
       I think I've had the most fun with my roommates this year than any other year. We are ALL crazy and insane sometimes, but that's what makes the college experience. To understand more of what I'm talking about, let me try to paint you a picture of a normal night in our apartment (this is being sober mind you). Most of us are athletes and workout almost everyday, so as you can probably guess, we have a lot of energy. One night coming back from the cafe me and one of my roommates heard the song "Heart Vacancy" blasting from our apartment. We opened the door and found two of our roommates passing a lacrosse ball around in shorts and sports bra, and my other roommate busting out moves from Jersey Shore. Now me being the bizarre person that I am, I decided to show up her moves with some of my own. To be honest, it was more like I was having a seizure with the number of convulsions and non existent hip hop moves I was doing. So then we had a dance party on a Wednesday night, sober. Four of us decide to dress up in the weirdest pieces of clothing we had in our closet. We had our underwear over spandex, Mexican hats, lacrosse sticks, high socks and bandannas on. We were acting like ballistic animals on crack. I loved it. It was the most fun I've had with girls in a long time. I guess what I'm getting at is that I've learned to cherish every moment with them and would rather spend day and night with them than a guy right now, "the party truly never ends" when I'm with them :)

The first hello!

I just wanted to start off by giving you a little background on myself. I am a Junior in college at the moment studying sport management. Like most other college students, I have absolutely no idea what I want to do within that major or even outside of that major. Why have I decided to write a blog you may ask. Well  I've recently been keeping a journal (yes, like a diary. you have my permission to laugh), and thought it might be nice to share some of my experiences with you. One of my friends began writing one a few months back, which also gave me the idea to start one of my own. I'm trying to turn a new leaf this year, if you will, and thought what better way to practice the idea of not caring what people think than write a blog. I'm hidden behind a computer screen, laying all my thoughts out on the line for someone to either make fun of, agree with, laugh at or whatever, but in the end I am who I am, and it's easy for you to stop reading if you don't like it, so really what do I care? I would ultimately like to think everyone will like what I have to say, but that's not always going to be the case. I hope you all enjoy :)