It is snowing. A lot. And we still had class!!!!!! AHHHH.
Thank goodness my Biology professor is awesome and canceled, but I still had to go to my 8:00 English class. :(. I think God decided to make it snow harder the minute I stepped foot outside, I guess He thought it would be funny!!
Despite the grossness of the weather I looked pretty cute today. I wore my new red jeans and a black turtleneck with the scarf that my friend got me for christmas that has a pattern that is mustardy/golden yellow and black.... so atleast I looked good.
Don't get me wrong, I like snow... however I don't like having to walk in the snow in my JCREW rainboots, which aren't very warm... and w/out some extra layers under my jeans... my good tight pair of under armor leggings are dirty because I went on a run sometime over the weekend. So at 9:15, I trekked back to Gville made some hott tea and put my slippers on that Mr. Happiness bought me for Christmas last year. Now I'm blogging and looking on Ebay for some snowboots. I really want a pair of white snow boots, and they have some cute one's on Ebay. There are a pair of UGG ones and there are some DIOR!!! one's as well but I don't see how I can justify to my mom a $200 (or more) pair of snow boots when it rarely snows here... whatever. we shall see.
Well, I have just wasted about 3 1/2 hours blogging, playing minesweeper, virtually window shopping and watching the election when I should be doing my spanish work.
Adios!
About Me
- Brittany
- 20 something belle born and raised in the South. College girl. Sorority girl. Lover of all things French. Inspired by Martha Stewart, Paula Deen, my Grandma, the Pioneer Woman and Lilly P. I love my family, my boyfriend, cute pajamas and night gowns; spin class, yoga and dancing; sushi and red wine; and preppy Beach Houses!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Hobochic
What a week!
I returned to school Sunday night around 6:00. I should have gotten their a good five hours earlier however what I had left to do Sunday morning took much longer than expected, as usual. But its ok! I went to McCallisters with friends and spent the rest of the night watching Carrie as I unpacked. (I would have watched the UNC WFU game... but I get the ghetto cable with about 13 channels, two of which are Spanish and another is nonstop news... D: so mean girls and red corn syrup it was).
And then I was alone. Spring rush had started so everyone went out. And I kept unpacking all of the clothes I (as Dad would say) hauled home with me... with the pretense that I would need every single article.... and it took me quite literally all night. Thereafter, I chose my outfit for my first day! and packed my backpack.
Mr. Happiness makes fun of me for getting my stuff ready, he apparently doesn't have the issue of getting lost in his closet in the morning when trying to figure out what to wear!!
First Week of School!! Again.
The first week went at a snail-like pace... All 8 o'clock and 9 o'clock classes. What was I thinking! Except I finish very early in the day and have hours to do whatever I want minus sleeep. I don't like to nap, well I would love napping if I could fall asleep but I mostly think about what I should be doing and how I am wasting the day so actually getting some zz's is next to impossible.
I finally went out and faced the cold Thursday night! We had a "turn it blue" mixer for the baseketball game!! It was a good night, minus the idiot who fell on me and spilt his cup on my head and outfit... hmm.. and then walked away... sad to say i really don't think he noticed he was that far gone.
Mr. Happiness came over last night!!! I was so happy to see him! Even though his hair made him look homeless...!! Earlier in the night I attacked him with a hairbrush. He wasn't very happy. I must have made him a little self concious because he kept asking my friends what they thought!! Two out of three liked it!!! :0! They called it HOBOchic...
The night ended with too many people in my friends room, a "bigass" Gumby's order AHH Pepperoni Rolls :D! And Freaky Girl.
hobochic!
ha!
I returned to school Sunday night around 6:00. I should have gotten their a good five hours earlier however what I had left to do Sunday morning took much longer than expected, as usual. But its ok! I went to McCallisters with friends and spent the rest of the night watching Carrie as I unpacked. (I would have watched the UNC WFU game... but I get the ghetto cable with about 13 channels, two of which are Spanish and another is nonstop news... D: so mean girls and red corn syrup it was).
And then I was alone. Spring rush had started so everyone went out. And I kept unpacking all of the clothes I (as Dad would say) hauled home with me... with the pretense that I would need every single article.... and it took me quite literally all night. Thereafter, I chose my outfit for my first day! and packed my backpack.
Mr. Happiness makes fun of me for getting my stuff ready, he apparently doesn't have the issue of getting lost in his closet in the morning when trying to figure out what to wear!!
First Week of School!! Again.
The first week went at a snail-like pace... All 8 o'clock and 9 o'clock classes. What was I thinking! Except I finish very early in the day and have hours to do whatever I want minus sleeep. I don't like to nap, well I would love napping if I could fall asleep but I mostly think about what I should be doing and how I am wasting the day so actually getting some zz's is next to impossible.
I finally went out and faced the cold Thursday night! We had a "turn it blue" mixer for the baseketball game!! It was a good night, minus the idiot who fell on me and spilt his cup on my head and outfit... hmm.. and then walked away... sad to say i really don't think he noticed he was that far gone.
Mr. Happiness came over last night!!! I was so happy to see him! Even though his hair made him look homeless...!! Earlier in the night I attacked him with a hairbrush. He wasn't very happy. I must have made him a little self concious because he kept asking my friends what they thought!! Two out of three liked it!!! :0! They called it HOBOchic...
The night ended with too many people in my friends room, a "bigass" Gumby's order AHH Pepperoni Rolls :D! And Freaky Girl.
hobochic!
ha!
Saturday, January 10, 2009
I'm Scared!! Sleep... and Mr. Happiness and his hair
I have made a TERRIBLE mistake!! Today I was adjusting my schedule, I had somehow signed up for an English class that was something different than your standard English 102, and I need to fix it. The only available class that would work with my schedule was an 8 AM. ARGH!
I justify this reckless and suicidal decision with the following facts:
a) Pick a Prof.com showed me 69% of those who take his class get A's
b) now because I end the day after biology at 10: 30... I have absolutely all day to sleep, workout, tan, play games, shop, do homework.. I don't know.
Let's just hope I can actually make it to class because I'm guessing that 31% of non-A's were hitting the snooze button 'til their alarm gave up.
That's the major issue with me in college, sleep.... well, this has actually been an issue of mine since the 8th grade. I rarely ever get that full 8 hours I need. I get lost. I even plan on going to bed early but then there are so many different things I feel the need to do: lay out my outfit, check facebook, have someone paint my nails (Pasta, or Mom).... and then before you know it, it's almost 1:30 and I haven't even brushed my teeth yet. Not to mention... ever since Mr. Happiness went to State and began a schedule that began no earlier than noon, I now talk on the phone for an hour until I finally fall asleep.
Not like college has aided this at all, especially when Scary (the roommate) stays up until 2 AM watching episodes of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia on her computer.... with all of her lights on. Your computer comes with a back light.. thanks.
I guess I will learn to deal, or adjust to sleeping with lights on.
After I fixed my schedule I packed and then went to see Bride Wars with my Mom and sistas! It was ok, cute. Funniest part to me was the "you don't alter Vera Wang. You alter yourself to fit Vera...."
Mr. Happiness needs a hairbrush.
I honestly believe that you cannot change a person, and that you should love someone for who they are and not who you could transform them into blah blah blah... but I decided when it comes to style and presentation that's open territory.
I haven't been changing Mr. Happiness' style... I have been giving him one. He wouldn't wear button downs, or a button down under a sweater.... I finally begged and pleaded for him to just try one on... he came out of the dressing room, checking himself out in the mirror and said "this looks good"
See, he doesn't care... or didn't care and is starting to, because to him (I have figured it out) caring means he's gay, or less of a man. I am finally beginning (and this was a battle trust me) to make him realize he is the straightest man alive... because wow you could tell he didn't care.
Anyways, he dresses much much better... he even bought a pair of shoes that are not tennis shoes!!! YAY!! They're Tim's, not the work boots *thank GOD* they look kind of like Buck's.. but not?? I tried to add a picture but it is not working.... moving forward, although he is now dressing much much MUCH better.... his hair.. oh his hair.
HE DOESN'T COMB IT...EVER. And good Lord you can tell... I mean he never has but it's just not good. I'm giving him a hairbrush and we are having an intervention day... and I am giving him a hair makeover... pronto.
I justify this reckless and suicidal decision with the following facts:
a) Pick a Prof.com showed me 69% of those who take his class get A's
b) now because I end the day after biology at 10: 30... I have absolutely all day to sleep, workout, tan, play games, shop, do homework.. I don't know.
Let's just hope I can actually make it to class because I'm guessing that 31% of non-A's were hitting the snooze button 'til their alarm gave up.
That's the major issue with me in college, sleep.... well, this has actually been an issue of mine since the 8th grade. I rarely ever get that full 8 hours I need. I get lost. I even plan on going to bed early but then there are so many different things I feel the need to do: lay out my outfit, check facebook, have someone paint my nails (Pasta, or Mom).... and then before you know it, it's almost 1:30 and I haven't even brushed my teeth yet. Not to mention... ever since Mr. Happiness went to State and began a schedule that began no earlier than noon, I now talk on the phone for an hour until I finally fall asleep.
Not like college has aided this at all, especially when Scary (the roommate) stays up until 2 AM watching episodes of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia on her computer.... with all of her lights on. Your computer comes with a back light.. thanks.
I guess I will learn to deal, or adjust to sleeping with lights on.
After I fixed my schedule I packed and then went to see Bride Wars with my Mom and sistas! It was ok, cute. Funniest part to me was the "you don't alter Vera Wang. You alter yourself to fit Vera...."
Mr. Happiness needs a hairbrush.
I honestly believe that you cannot change a person, and that you should love someone for who they are and not who you could transform them into blah blah blah... but I decided when it comes to style and presentation that's open territory.
I haven't been changing Mr. Happiness' style... I have been giving him one. He wouldn't wear button downs, or a button down under a sweater.... I finally begged and pleaded for him to just try one on... he came out of the dressing room, checking himself out in the mirror and said "this looks good"
See, he doesn't care... or didn't care and is starting to, because to him (I have figured it out) caring means he's gay, or less of a man. I am finally beginning (and this was a battle trust me) to make him realize he is the straightest man alive... because wow you could tell he didn't care.
Anyways, he dresses much much better... he even bought a pair of shoes that are not tennis shoes!!! YAY!! They're Tim's, not the work boots *thank GOD* they look kind of like Buck's.. but not?? I tried to add a picture but it is not working.... moving forward, although he is now dressing much much MUCH better.... his hair.. oh his hair.
HE DOESN'T COMB IT...EVER. And good Lord you can tell... I mean he never has but it's just not good. I'm giving him a hairbrush and we are having an intervention day... and I am giving him a hair makeover... pronto.
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