interesting

So I was sitting in class today creating the website that was required of me. This site was to be 16 pages about specific memories in my life. Of course I had to write about family stuff and school stuff but I also added my pageant stuff. Only appropriate since that has been my life for three years.

The problem came when the girl sitting next to me, a girl I have worked with for over a month, didn't believe that the girl wearing the crown was actually me.

So I choose to place these pictures on here to show you that yes in fact I am a casual, fun-loving, non-brat girl that also happens to walk in 5 in heels and wear a crown. So the picture above is me conducting my own yard sale on a rather chilly saturday morning. The picture below is me in full-blown pageant mode. Yes ladies and gentlemen the girl under the crown is the same as the girl under the camo hat. There is no digital enhancement or photoshopping.

Wonders never cease huh?

lost to do, not much to say

sorry its been so long, not that i have an abundance of followers or anything. But there is not much goin on other than trying to survive the last 3 days of my semester.

perhaps next week i feel a bit inspired to write something other than a newsletter or a media kit.

blah blah blah

Very few things in life would make me happier than to spout some verbose pontification about the meaning of life, how the cold winter allows for the appreciation of spring or some other random useless pro. However on this 29 degree wednesday morning  find myself lacking the creativity for such. So instead I will simply state that I miss Florida! I love the colors of fall and the incredible views one can find here in  Cleveland but frankly nothing compares to a leisurely, cool stroll down an empty beach at dusk. That is my utopia

MRS. Degree

what is with the freakin school....

"you better hurry and find your husband, gradaution is just around the corner..."

WTF?! 2 different girls in one class (a small class of 10) got engaged over the weekend. I mean seriously!?

What a difference a phone call can make

8:00 alarm (yes it actually takes me this long to get out of bed and stumble to my kitchen in the morning)

8:10 start coffee

8:12 start the shower (dang it amy open your eyes)

8:30 get out of the shower (i think i fell asleep)

8:40 begin the "hair process"

11:15 complete the "hair process" (<---- no exaggeration)

11:30 make lunch (to go of course, class awaits)

12:00 at school, an hour before class so as to prepare the homework for class

1:00 class (coffee kicked in... AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH)

2:00 drive to chattanooga... supposedly

2:15 actually leave school for chattanooga (freaking interstate morons!!!!!! who drives 55 on I-75??)

3:00 Informational meeting with bigtime PR Firm owner (keep breathing)

3:30 headed back to cleveland (how are these same drivers on this side of the road)

4:00 crash on the bed (stress from the meeting killed the adrenaline)

5:00 phone call.... hello charmer...


Nothing else matters i am floating :)

throughout the course of my day I have had to be chipper amy, professional amy, student amy, creative amy, daughter amy and friend amy. At 5:00, that all stopped for twenty minutes, I got to just be Amy.

Thanks Charmer!!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH.....

that's what i feel... have no other words

Don't ya hate that?!?

so here I sit in all my "righteous anger"...

"I have been wronged..." "she hurt me..." "she is living that way..." "how can she be rewarded with love?"

pondering all of these things and wanting so badly to find a scripture about "Justice" that will validate my frustrations, i find this...

Micah 6:8

"He has showed you, O man, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you? To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God."

now all you scholars out there would say, don't take just a single scripture, that is out of contet. And usually i would say you are correct. However, God seems to work work in ironically humbling ways as apposed to mysterious (hand-waving and eye-rolling inserted here).

SHOT DOWN! thta's what i felt. I was angry and self-righteous, asking why she is being rewarded with happiness and success after having ruined a friendship for no reason! And yet, "He has SHOWED you..." He did not merely order or command me... He SHOWED me! He was betrayed far worse than i could ever imagine, and yet here i am shaking my fists at the sky.

How quickly we forget!

Once again i feel.... Wicked

Have you ever loved something so much that you feel it all the way through your bones? It's like electricity.

If you have known me for any length of time, you will know that i have always loved singing. Not just an appreciation for karaoke, i mean a deep down love for singing/performing. Over the last two years i have had to put that love on the back-burner in my life.

Thankfully i had the opportunity to see Wicked, in Atlanta this weekend (thanks Jenn). I sat in that audience, staring at a stage that i was born for. Now of course i'm speaking figuratively, not literally. Although the Fox Theatre is beauitful!

And Yes it is an amazing show that i enjoyed more than i can express. But it also served as a reminder of what it is that i love so much. What it is, that my father believed in and encouraged me to pursue. Frankly, what i was born to do. I miss it! I want to go back to it! But how?

and laughing

Why do situations in life have to be awkward?

Can two people not inhabit a room for more than 3 minutes without some expression of disgust?

I understand that you are bitter towards me for being angry. But if oyu didn't want me to be angry with you, then why did you sleep with the him? On my birthday? In my house? while i was asleep?

Ya know, i would have been mad at the situation but i can respect and forgive honesty far more then what ACTUALLY happened. Two months later i find out through a separate, third party and instead of owning up to it, you advise me to be an adult... NOT COOL!!!

Ok but we could have possibly worked through that as well if you had taken three minutes to talk to a friend instead of narrowing your life to only allow your boyfriend in.

The point is however, it happened. Six months have passed since the initial injustice. I have moved on in my life, i do not care anymore. You are no longer a factor in the way my day plays out.

So why is that you insist upon flappin your gums and running your mouth? You can't even sit in a public place in close proximity to me. Ridiculous!

I don't understand, what's the point of growing up, if i'm going ot be the only one who does?

and all grown up??

At one point does one person become an "adult?"

This afternoon my mothers response to this question was "I guess you become an adult when UPs delivers to your  home..."

After pondering a bit I retorted, "I think it is when UPs delivers to your home and the first thing you do is take the receipt out of the package and file it away"

What do you think? At one point in your life did you realize, "Oh crap! I'm an adult!"

Twenty Something and figuring it out

So here's my first blog.  Ever the late bloomer, I've been writing for years but never put it out there for all the world to see. At this exact moment I'm not feeling particularly inspired, well actually I am but I'll have to write that all out later when I can reign in my thoughts. 

so until then... hello world!