MC Hammer

It is my 6th day as a college fresh meat freshman and already things have gone terribly... I wouldn't say wrong? But definitely between right and weird.  We had summer camp the first few days to help us settle and get to know a few people first, which was fun, however, I did take some quality time away from that wonderful group and cry my pathetic homesick self all the way to our mini fridge.  But once I ate some ramen noodles and turned on "Keeping Up With the Kardashians" everything felt a little more like home.  Dannah is obsessed with that show and as much as I tried to deny it I have to just publicly proclaim my love for that show as well.  I know, "OMG!" I am still skeptical about it (not at all). OK ANYWAYS, I am just going to tell about what happened today on the glorious 26 of August.  I woke up to the annoying sound of my phone alarm and looked down at Dannah, who spent the night=), on her cute little futon pulled out into a bed and thought "How the heck am I going to get over her to go to the bathroom?" And it never fails, if I ponder my route to the bathroom for too long a suitemate will beat me to it and lock the other side of the door so I can't come in.... So I just had to put my legs down and find solid ground whether that be the floor or Dannah's head.  We had our 8am's today so it was going to be an early one and although I probably should have mapped out my classes before hand, I didn't and therefore left a little early.  Hot tea in hand and feelin' fresh I left my dorm to head to my religion class.  Of course, it was a little boring just because no one wants to talk that early to strangers and a professor that looks like Steve Carell.  My religion class got out 30 minutes early which was great because I only had 5 minutes to find my other class- Intro to Social Entrepreneurship.  The schedule told me MC so I look on the map and see a building with an M name and Center at the end and thought, "Of course, that's the place!" So I look to see where it is and low and behold it is across campus up the death hill named Bernard street.... I am not lying when I say that treadmills don't even go to that steep of an incline.  So I hike up this mountain, with my bike, and look for addresses.  I  see only little shotgun houses with porches and cars giving pity looks towards my way. (And yes cars give looks too)  So I look at my watch that ticks too loud and it said I still had 20 minutes left so DUH I am not going to be that freshman and show up early!  I think to myself, "Well, I don't know exactly what building it is, but I will just watch to see where others go and then that's probably where I am supposed to be."  MMMkay.... NO ONE was going into any shotgun houses... the only thing they were doing was looking at me weirdly because I was passed out on top of that stupid hill with my bike that has no kickstand laying next to me. It's about 7 minutes until class so  I figure that it's probably about that time to head over and see what's up.  So I walk up to the supposed address of the house and knock on the door.  No answer, so I open the door and there are two secretaries looking at me strangely. I asked them where class met and the one farthest from me simply laughed and said "Aw, you're not the only one who's done this, that building you're looking for is actually across campus." OH AWESOME THANKS I replied.... kindly.... I looked at my watch and had little over 5 minutes to get across campus- good thing I had my bike!  So, I trekked it to the building she told me and knew the moment after I set my bike up on a stand and walked in that this was not the right place to be either.... There is just no way my Social Entrep. class is in the performing arts building...... Where the heck am I supposed to go?  Whipping out my little freshie map I glanced at the last possible option.... the Business Center... YES this most definitely had to be it I just knew it.  Not even caring about the bike anymore I immediately speed walked (still gotta look chill) to the business center and looked around.  AWESOME there are a million rooms.  Mine was in 200 B ... not A just to clear that up.  Obviously, second floor... okay so I make it to the second floor and then it was history.  I walked in so many circles I had to start covering my face because the open classroom doors were starting to recognize me.  Finally, in what seemed like the corner of a corner of a corner room I found my class and busted up in that joint.  Yes, I interrupted, yes I was late and YES I was most definitely out of breath and sweating.  Real cool cassidy, real cool.  I didn't drink the rest of my hot tea after that.  I am a freshman. I accept it and embrace every second of it.  IT'S AWESOME.

Chapter Two

It's here, the time I have been thinking about for a good number of months, maybe even years has arrived.  I woke up in a different "home" this morning and can only wonder how long it will take until my surroundings become normal.  Saying goodbye is hard as long as I let it linger, but if I just keep it to a brief "See you soon" then everything feels a lot better. It feels good to be in a new place in my life and although I am saddened to watch the past chapter come to a close, I am ready, I think, for this new chapter to expose a better understanding of where God is leading me in my life.

You've Got A Friend in Me

The sermon at my church this Sunday could not have resinated with me more than at a time like this.  It was all about friendship and really digging deep about what a true friend actually looks like and how to not only have one, but be one yourself because ultimately it is a two way street.

As I was helping label and doodle on my friend Ashleigh's little sister's book cover last night, I looked up and around the table at 3 of my closest friends and just thought to myself how amazing the Lord is for creating such beautiful people both inside and out.  I can honestly say that I am just overwhelming with joy whenever I hangout with them because they bring out the best in me and it's never a hassle trying to find conversation or something to do.  We could be perfectly happy sitting at the table and coloring for hours because we would just think it was the most fun thing in the world as long as we were hanging out.  It is times like those that I cherish and thank God for because they set the bar high for friends.  I would so much rather have them then a million acquaintances ANYDAY.  We may not see each other everyday of the week or talk all the time, but we do make sure that we are there for each other and support each other through life's obstacles. They will tell me straight up if I am in the wrong and although I may not life it at first, I know they've got my back and best interest.  I can call any one of them at any hour and they would be on their way in a heart beat to help.  Settling for anything less than these girls is a waste!

Like a lot of girls, I have gone through a few different "best friends" and after time we went different ways and found other friends.  It was not until high school that I was blessed with what my pastor called and what I believe to be "soul" friends.  For a while I was just frustrated with my friendships and thought it was all the other person and I never did anything wrong, but in reality I was also to blame.  Instead of talking out a problem I would just let it build inside of me and take it out on the person or something else along those lines and never really do anything about it.  I mean, in middle school though I think we all are just out for quantity rather than quality, am I right?  Well, I was for a lot of it and am thankful for once being that way because Lord knows I would not appreciate the wonderful friendships I have now.  Friendships are SO crucial in life! You cannot try and tell me otherwise because I will never believe it.  We need companionship and we need to have people around us that will support us and tell us the truth no matter what.  My pastor gave us a few key points to fill in on our bulletin that help with learning "How to Foster Friendships" and I don't know about you but it helps me to stay focused when I get to write on things at church.

Anyways, he said "I need to be... "

 Considerate

 Confidential

 Honest/Open/Frank

 Constructive

 Consistent 

I feel like although I am still learning and working on them, my friendships are so much greater because  they are real and firm.  They don't depend on how often I compliment the person or how many pictures we have together, they are deep and contribute to my well being.  I can be myself and they accept me, no matter how moody or ridiculous I get.  They don't pressure me into doing anything I wouldn't want to do and I never find myself having to compromise my values in order to stay "cool" with them. What was my main problem was that I did not know how to be a good friend.  I understood what it meant to have companions but never realized what needed to be done to really have friends that needed me and vice versa.  Friendship requires love and love is selfless.  We need to be reminded daily that we are not perfect and therefore have to work on things, such as relationships.  If only we gave as much as we wanted in return... 

L.M.A.O.

So tonight as I was watching an awesome show on the Discovery Channel for Shark Week, my TV all of a sudden cut off... "strange?" I thought... but despite my sadness I decided to carry on with other tasks such as write a letter and continue a level on my angry birds game.  After all that really hard work, I decided to facebook stalk my boyfriends old pictures so I could laugh at him and after a while I noticed my computer was dying!  So, like anyone else, I instantly shot up and ran to the charger to save my laptop.  As I plugged in the rescue cord and waited to see the glorious squiggly thing on the battery that lets me know it's charging I noticed a problem....... it wasn't charging.  What is this nonsense?  (You would think I would have put two and two together but it was a long day of shark week shows so I was tired) I began to go to extreme measures and flipped my computer over for no reason because it doesn't have anything under there and then I plugged my cord into another extension cord and even tried turning the extension cord on and off.  LYK OMG nothing was working.  I needed to find another outlet before tragedy struck aka my computer died so I turned on the lamp for more light and yes... you guessed it... the lamp failed to turn on! All this was just too much for me to handle. I needed some answers and quick. I walked into the game room to share my frustrations with anyone in there and found my sister just cuddling on the couch watching her TruTV law shows... acting casually suspicious.  I then shared with her what I had just went through and before I could even finish she starts laughing and just says, "Oh yeah, I plugged something into that outlet I'm not supposed to that blows all the others in our rooms, but I don't know how to fix it- Dad does though!"  How convenient, Dads on a plane to California... and Bailey and me wanted to play skipbo while watching Shrek 2 (take that back) Spongebob season 1 tonight in my room... And it is just so funny because I couldn't be frustrated anymore after Dannah told me because that's so typical her!  Messing something up but not telling anyone so she doesn't have to fix it... haha she's the brat you can't help but love... and she knows it that's why I am sitting in my room in silence trying to type this before my computer dies......... in the wise words of Tracy or Glozell, "Peace and blessins peace and blessins"