It's now the most wonderful time of the year.

Yes indeed it is. When the clock strikes twelve tonight it is officially the holiday season; and lucky me gets to work for the first day of it tomorrow from 5-9 (short shift, yeah!). The only problem with the holiday season is the crabby people that come with it. Yeah, it's suppose to be the happiest time of the year but there are some people who must not know the date. They are crabby, rude, inconsiderate, and mean. Get over yourselves people, its the holiday season!

snip, snip, snip

The urge was killing me, the excitement was filling me up, the combination was death. The moment of the big hair cut was approaching quickly. The hair crept below my chest and got in the way constantly. My hair was twenty inches long and ready to get cut off. The enormous decision to cut off thirteen inches was a feat but deciding to donate all thirteen inches wasn't even an option, I had to do it.
Surprisingly the second thought that popped into my mind was the fact that I had no idea who would want a redheaded wig?! As I have said numerous times, the red pigmentation isn't sought after in many ages in American society; but I still decided to complete the feat after all.
I opened the creaky door to Salon Trisse and let my heels click across the cherry tinted floor as my heart was beating fast wondering if this was the right decision.
My hairdresser, Kylie, put my excess hair into a ponytail and asked in a calming voice if I was sure about this catastrophic decision. I looked at her in the mirrors reflections and reassured her that I wanted to help someone by giving them a fiery red wig.
My heart began beating fast, my palms began to sweat, my mom was fidgeting with her keys, and the snipping began. The five snips of the freshly sharped scissors sliced across my thick red locks and my hair fell into Kylie's hands. She handed me the ponytail and I put it into an envelope labeled with an address to Locks for Love. I felt great after accomplishing a task that is often not sought after.
After the continuous snipping and thinning of my hair my haircut was complete. I felt great, and even looked great. The red tint of my hair shined with the augmentation of Kylie's hair products and let my hair truly shine.

Aviators Found

Found my aviators in the quiver room on the floor in a sketchy bag. My life is complete; and so is my halloween costume.

Exploding at the seam

Just ate dinner and dessert with the grandparents. About to explode. I barely ate anything but my pants are slowly ripping apart. I don't know why, maybe it's the medication, maybe its that I ate lunch late, maybe its the warmer weather. I'm not sure but it's horrible. I feel like throwing up now, brb throwing up.

Lion

Just downloaded Lion on my apple computer for a much needed update. The first thing I did was of course look around and then I downloaded a free trial of InDesign and Photoshop. So exciting! My computer and phone are undergoing major makeovers today. They deserve the upgrades as much as I do. They were slow and outdated, they need new accessories and hardware.
It totally sounds like I'm talking about a person getting a fashion makeover right now but you get the gist of what I am saying.

After Two Hours

Update complete. It only took about two hours to complete but it was worth it. The iPhone update will hopefully make my phone faster and better! I've only tested it for about a half hour and it seems great so far.

Media Refreshment

So I own all apple products at my house; and just as a sidenote it is amazing. Anyways, I noticed that all of my friends that bought new laptops for college have a really nice update on their laptops. I just downloaded it. The suspense is now killing me! I am also downloading iOS 5 for my iPhone 4. Once again so exciting and the suspense it killing me!

TMI&Misunderstood

I feel so bad when I'm misunderstood. I don't mean to come off that way I just do;and I also know that I tell people too much about myself. Pretty much everyone I meet essentially learns my life story.

Sketchy.

Ok so here are my leggings (my only pants for the trip) drying on the air conditioning unit, with cups holding them down. Good news, they dried! I'm wearing them right now as I type this. Isn't that good news! They even smell delicious cause I washed them with the bar of soap that smelled delicious!
I was afraid I was going to smell today and feel disgusting but I feel really good! I feel clean and fresh and delicious.

Procrastination Nation

The art of procrastination is a gift. You are not just born with the skill with your first breath of air. Procrastination develops over your many schooling years. Procrastination is not just saving work for the night before or the class before, procrastination is producing the best work you can right before it's due. I may sound bias but I believe it's safe to say that I am a master of procrastinating. My english teacher keeps saying that we CANNOT wait till the night before to start typing up our summer reading essay, but I most likely will. I produce my greatest work when I'm under pressure, well at least that's what I think. I guess I could produce good work

look at your life look at your choices

So right now I'm at a state convention for journalism for one night. I forgot pants.
Yeah you heard me, I left my jeans in the dryer. I even wrote a note for myself to remember my jeans and I didn't even read it. Wow. I know I look stupid; and on top of that I forgot a toothbrush.
Okay, I know I look really unorganized but I have never forgotten anything for a trip before.
As the late Cesar would say, look at your life, look at your choices.

Top 10 on Bucket List

So I just decided that I am going to make a bucket list (just the top ten for now); and here it goes.
1. go skydiving
2. get happily married
3. Make bank (I know that sounds selfish but most people I think can relate)
4. Travel Europe
5. Learn French
6. Have 3-4 Children
7. Go to a Lady Antebellum Concert and Justin Timberlake Concert
8. Find a best best best best best best friend
9. Open a bakery
10. Host a food network show

The heater has come out of storage

You know winter has begun when I cannot sleep at night because of the temperature in my room. For some reason my room does not receive the heat so I have to have a space heater in my room to make up for the lack of logic when the builders constructed my room.
Its 9:34 p.m. and I officially whipped out my space heater: it's winter time.

Google+

I'm not even going to make a long wordy post about this; but how does this social network work? 

Slack Attack

So today I found out I get to drop out of AP Calculus. I'm very relieved not to have the stress of that class on my shoulders anymore, but I feel like I am slacking. There's nothing I can do since I cannot have that grade on my transcripts, so what are you going to do?!

Excuse Me?!

One would never, ever guess how many foreign people I encounter at a six hour shift at kohl's. I mean it's ridiculous! I feel bad when I have to say "excuse me" fifty billion times; but hey, I have to do to what I have to do when it come to retail these days.  

Today I encountered Serbians, Latin, Spanish, Indian, and I think Russian. I don't even have to travel the world now I can just work a ten hour shift and I traveled from China to Columbia.

It's five o'clock (in the morning) somewhere

No, it's not what you think. I'm not talking about getting a drink, I am talking about the break of the morning wake up. Every morning at 5:26 a.m. I wake up to the sound of the default alarm sound on my phone, cry for about five minutes, roll out of bed and get my day started. But why? It is scientifically proven that teenagers physically shouldn't get up that early since their bodies are programmed to start later in the day. Schools must not want their students to perform at their peak of intelligence throughout the day, don't ask me why because I have no idea. The key for me is to chug down a couple cups of coffee, slap myself in the face, and hope that it's a blue day. Blue days for me consist of my SPT, publications, publications, and AP Psychology. My other key to success for the school day is preparation. Sometimes my smart self thinks that it is ok to save all my work to do during school during the day, but in fact I screw myself over by doing that. I actually need t o evaluate the word "homework" for a second. The first part of the word it "home" which might actually mean that I should do it at home. Yea, maybe I'll work on that before my senior year is over.

What do you think?

So what do you think about the green? It's less school conference oriented (besides valpo) but it's different. I'm scared but today Rachel and I started working on layouts today and the alt copies were gorgeous. This time I helped alot. I contributed alot which made me feel good considering I didn't do alot of constructive work on the cover I basically did alot of constructive criticism. Even though constructive criticism can be the best help sometimes, it's just not the same as directly contributing to the cover.

Use an ice cube to spice things up, WHAT?!

Do I have to be 17 to read this magazine. I'm 18, does that mean I'm exiled from reading the country wide popular magazine? It cracks me up when I read the love section. One time I read an article on making out and it was talking about using an icecube. I was immediating interested in how stupid it was going to sound so I read it. It said "rub an ice cube on your boyfriends neck while making out." SERIOUSLY! Who writes the stuff for this magazine?

I'm not going to lie though, the magazine is entertaining and that is probably why it's a multi-million dollor company but sometimes you just have to laugh at some of the stuff in there. Let alone, you have to laugh at the people who actually tried the ice cube stunt.

Menopause at 18?

I know it sounds weird that I'm complaining about going through menopause ast 18, but i feel like a 65 year old woman right now. I'm having constant mood swings and my hot flashes are the worst! I'm obviously not going through menopause but I now know what it feels like. 

It sounds weird but I'm actually thankful for it considering that I am now prepared for what it will feel like going through menopause; but what if this is just preparing me for the really bad parts coming in 45 years? Hopefully not, I don't want bad menopause. OK TMI but thats okay, sometimes I just need to tell people weird things about my life and I'm glad I did! So if you are offended about what I just typed about I'm sorry.

What. A. Loss

Today was the Regional championship for the Indiana Boys Soccer championship. Lake Central vs. Crown Point. We lost 2-1. Bad news. My brother didn't play one minutes. Hopefully he isn't too crabby. Whenever something like this happens he lets his crabbiness out on me. I feel bad and I understand but it still gets on my nerves.
I'll update when I find out how he is. I feel so bad for him, but hopefully he is excited he gets to weightlift again.
Weightlifting is all he is passionate about. He "gets big" everyday of his life.
Well wish me good luck and hope that I get out alive!

Foot Surgery

So today I had a foot procedure done. It was a brief painful success! They had to numb the surrounding area (which hurt like a b****) but I go over it quickly (not really I almost passed out). So going on, they numbed the area, waited for the Novocain to kick in and then they did what they had to do to fix my foot. The ending product was disgusting and now my foot is swollen, sore, numb, and awkward looking; but what are you going to do?

Trust me, I'm a podiatrist

I'm scared, so scared. Tomorrow is the deciding day of whether I get surgery (maybe). It's been months (about 4 I think) since I've had an infected foot and it hasn't gotten better at all. My doctor tomorrow looks like a pediphile and that's basically what scares me the most. The fact that he might go in surgically and fix it scares me the least compared to his slicked back and gelled hair. That's the scariest part.

Sometimes You Just Have to....

Today nothing bad happened I had a fine day but I was just bothered by something and I couldn't figure it out. It turns out nothing was wrong, I was just emotional today. When I got home I cried for a while and now I feel fine!
It's weird how the human body works sometimes. Who would every think that crying for no apparent reason would actually help me relax. I would actually think the opposite, I would think that it would stress me out more by crying a lot.

So what do you think about the green? It's less school conference oriented (besides valpo) but it's different. I'm scared but today Rachel and I started working on layouts today and the alt copies were gorgeous. This time I helped alot. I contributed alot which made me feel good considering I didn't do alot of constructive work on the cover I basically did alot of constructive criticism. Even though constructive criticism can be the best help sometimes, it's just not the same as directly contributing to the cover.

Colors Exploding Out of My Head

Colors, Colors, Colors, Colors, oh and more colors. That's all I have been thinking about for the past 48 hours. The cover was originally red and gray but it looks too much like Munster, Crown Point, Portage book, so we are trying to change the color scheme, but to what? It needs to be bold and sassy, and this is what I found so far. Not the design but the color scheme is what me and my fellow design editor like. But we will see what VP and Wad think of it. Hopefully Wad doesn't attack me today and push me off her desk when I talk about yearbook design again! Scary!

Oh Adele

Listening to the Adele radio on Pandora makes me upset and happy.
It makes me happy because her voice is amazing and everyone else on this radio has an amazing voice too. The lyrics are gorgeous and meaningful unlike rap music talking about slapping booties.
It makes me upset to know that I have a voice that is nowhere near Adele's or nowhere near presentable to the public. I wish I had an awesome voice. It would make it better because when I blast out in the car to my  Lady Antebellum music it would actually be awesome to sound good, not horrible.
But then again I don't care how I sound in the car, it's my alone time to bust out in Lady Antebellum music because it is amazing.

Not all it's cracked up to be...

So as I updated you about last night, I downloaded a free month of Netflix. I was incredibly excited because I heard it was awesome to have Netflix on your computer but there is a lot you cannot do with the internet connected Netflix. I would love to have a lot more movies and TV shows but that's all with the higher costing membership. Buzz kill. I started to watch The Office on my phone and that's one of the best TV choices on my membership. I really wish How I Met Your Mother was free with my membership, but it's not. =(
How I Met Your Mother is the best show to ever come down to this Earth.It is the most hillarious show every. Barney Stinson (Neil Patrick Harris) plays the best man whore ever. You would never guess he is gay in real life. But my goal is to petition to get How I Met Your Mother on my membership for Netflix!

Netflix Test Run

Just downloaded my first free month trial of Netflix. I've heard nothing but great things about it and I'm excited. Right now it is downloading the microsoft thingy so I'm waiting patiently but I'm anxious.