Embarrassing much?

It takes a lot to make me blush. Even when I do, it's really hard to tell unless you know my face extremely well. Most people don't and therefore haven't ever seen me actually turn pink.

I promise it happens though. More than i'd like it to.

Once upon a time I was on a date. It was the day before Halloween and we were planning to dress up and then go roller skating. I decided to dress up like a nerd and went to the D.I. to get a costume. The top I got was nerdy but it was cute enough that I could wear it on a regular day and nobody would think any less of me. I completed my look with suspenders, strange/lumpy socks, taped glasses and pig tails. Off to the roller skating rink we went! We stopped at the parent's houses of one of the girls we were with on the way to show off our costumes. I took off my jacket to present my nerdiness in all of it's glory. The parents started taking pictures of the different couples but half way through the mom stopped everybody. You see, the top I bought happened to have buttons up the front. I inherited my moms bust and occasionally have trouble fitting properly into shirts. Somehow in taking off my jacket to take pictures, two of the buttons on my top had popped open. The mom noticed and decided to subtly (but definitely NOT so subtly) motion and mouth to me to button my shirt up.

Awesome. There are going to be a dozen different pictures of me on Facebook looking like a hooch. My face was red for at least an hour after that.

At least my bra was cute.

It was red. Like my face.

It's only fair.

I wrote about my roommate's guy situation a while ago. I guess it's only fair to write about mine? Don't get too excited though, I won't reveal too much.

Guys in my life always tend to come in sets of three and this semester has been no exception. It's fun having options. Then again, it's harder to have options.

Without further adieu, in the order that I met them:

British Columbia- I asked one of my roommate's friends at the beginning of the semester to give me guitar lessons. He probably didn't want to do it in the first place, but he's a stellar guy so of course he agreed. He comes to Sunday dinner (well, sometimes) and once a week we get together and I make a fool of myself trying to learn songs he wrote himself. I love it! Ha no actually I really love it. I'm learning a lot. My roommate told me that he wanted to ask me out about a month ago. I figured she was joking because I thought I wasn't really British Columbia's type. I was caught completely off-guard when he actually did ask me out. The date was fun. I like him. I could end the story right there because there isn't anything that has happened since then. He's not interested. Kinda sucks, for me at least. But hey! At least I'm getting better at the guitar?

Jekyl- I actually met him in my psychology class last Fall. I must not have made a very big impact on him though because when we ended up in the same religion class this semester, he had no idea who I was. Not to worry! We ended up sitting next to each other and making small talk and such. About a month into the semester, he finally asked my for my phone number. Unfortunately, he didn't do anything with it for about 2 weeks. No call, no text. Did you know that 70% of guys that ask for a girls' number don't ever make contact with her again? I can thank my brother for that statistic. He was being so encouraging when I told him about my situation. Come to find out, Jekyl entered my phone number wrong in his phone and had been trying to get in touch! Crazy huh. Well, today will officially be our second date. It should be awesome :) Jekyl makes me laugh. Plus he calls be foxy.

Eminem- Devotional is every tuesday and I am a creature of habit. Naturally, I sit in the very same chair, in the very same position, with the very same people every single week. A couple weeks ago though, I couldn't make it due to a group meeting. Devotional ended early so I went to find my roommates for a bit to talk with them before class. While standing there, this guy came up to us and introduced himself. He said he had seen us sitting there every week and he figured he might as well come over and meet us. Little did he know, all three of us had shamelessly checked him out every single tuesday because he always sat two rows in front of us to the left. We felt creepy that we already knew exactly who he was and already had a nickname for him. Well, I felt creepy at least. When everybody was getting ready to leave, he turned and randomly asked me on a date! I know right? He's got some serious guts. They paid off though because tonight will be our second date!

All this talk about boys has me missing my beloved Brooke... We would sit and talk for hours about our crushes and the day when we would finally get to be sealed for eternity. She obviously never got to see that day in her mortal life but I know she'll be with me when I make that important decision for myself. Love you, my sweet Brooklet...

Library Etiquette

1. Do bring snacks to share with everyone around you as long as it isn't a banana or corn nuts. Because those things smell. And are sick.

2. Don't turn your ear phones up super loud, especially if you're listening to Your Body is a Wonderland (by John Mayer) on repeat.

3. Do sit at least one cubicle away from your neighbor, if at all possible, to avoid potentially awkward eye contact.

4. Don't leave creepy notes on the laptop of another person in hopes of getting a date when they leave to get a drink from the water fountain.

5. Do wear smelly good stuff because everybody's nose works eleven times better when it's silent and they've been studying chemistry for five hours straight.

6. Don't go to the library if you don't actually have anything to study. Everybody notices and then proceeds to send you telepathic hate messages because they have 3 more papers to write and a test to take before curfew.

7. Don't talk painfully loudly about how you can't get a date, or about how that guy hasn't called you back, or about how you can't believe you're not married yet because chances are, after 3 minutes of hearing that everyone around you will be able to answer those questions for you.

8. Do sit near someone who is attractive. It might be harder to focus at first, but they do provide some nice eye candy for those essential half-time study breaks.

9. Don't chew gum and pop it over and over and over and over and over and over because if you do, I will (or somebody equally as muscular) pop you.... in the face.

10. Do smile at everybody that looks entirely too stressed. You never know whose day you could be making :)

When you think you know what you don't really know.

We all know those songs where we think the artist is singing something.... but then we look up the lyrics and they're not really singing what we think they are singing.... but we still sing it our way because it's probably better anyways...

For example.

That song Big Yellow Taxi by Counting Crows. Someone should tell them that when they say "parking lot", it actually sounds like they are saying "******* lot".

Annunciate please!!!

On a happier note, I played a few of the songs i've written in front of another human being for the very first time last night. That's a ginormous/huge/massive/astronomical step for moi. For those of you who don't know, I play the guitar. And the violin. And the harmonica.

Confession: I pull odd faces when I sing. So, sometimes when I'm home alone, I turn my webcam on and look at myself while I sing to practice NOT looking like I have just eaten a lemon or have been told that my dog that i've had since childhood, just died.

Hackers.

So my roommate was freaking out today.

She has an aol e-mail account.

Apparently someone has been hacking into it and sending everyone on her contacts list a million ads about male enhancements....

Hilarious? Yep.

I.Am.Webster.

"Humility is not thinking less of yourself, it's thinking less about yourself"

I like this quote. A lot. I can't remember where I heard it....

Today I feel like a total hippie.

Why can't everybody just love everybody else?

Why don't people give out more hugs?

Why isn't weed legal? .........just kidding! ha just wanted to see if you were paying attention.

Tongue Tickles

I don't have a lisp.

Or a speech impediment.

Or any excuse as to why I just can't say a plethora of words correctly.

I try to avoid certain words on purpose because I know I sound uneducated when I pronounce them wrong. They slip out occasionally though, due to necessity.

I can't say ambulance. I say ambliance.

I can't say measure. I say mazure.

I can't say elbow. I say allbow.

I can't say treasure. I say traysure.

Etcetera....Etcetera. (holy heavens ... that's a tough word to spell)

Please note that I am a college girl. And therefore am educated.

A college girl that occasionally forgets that you're not really supposed to start sentences with 'ands' or 'buts' and has terrible punctuation.