Fordpride

So I wrote that blog. And now i will write this blog. the last little bit of life has been pretty wicked. i turned 22. i fell in love with our waiter Charlie at Chili's. He had an amazing beard. and my friends rock my world. to the max. perhaps the funniest night of my life...all starting with buttcake. everyone should have friends as funny as these two. the Cougs beat those lame-o's from up north. and Christmas is only 28 days away. Sha-bam! oh and i'm not going to naples. and i'm still in love with Fui.

ok ok, i admit it. i haven't gotten fully into the blogger mode. i've told myself time and time again that the world wants to know what i'm doing in my every day. only i don't think that statement is true. however it may be, my honor-code violating friend meg has inspired me to continue onward in faith. her recent post about being a history lover/nerd and the mention of her days of dressing up as historical figures for class presentations reminded me of similar past experiences. i have always loved dressing up for class presentations. i never wanted to dress up as the cute girls-weird, i know-but i always made sure i dressed up as some kind of impressive man, usually with a mustache(i factored in the comic relief of me wearing a mustache to help with my grade). there was even one year my friend had a Peter Pan birthday party and i was the only girl who dressed up like peter pan...everyone else was a princess or something. who knows. anyways, in the third grade, ...