Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Say Yes to the Friends

Somehow I've had a lull in my workload the past 2 weeks! I think I'm still used to last year when I spent every night in the library, usually until midnight, often later.
So with all this free time I've found myself with lately, I've been able to catch up on 2 of my favorite shows: Say Yes to the Dress and Friends!!

Say Yes to the Dress. It makes me want to pursue a career in the wedding industry! I loveeee wedding dresses! Maybe this is just a glimmer of my pageant days still shining through? Also remnants of my pageant days, I feel like I'm good at judging-for lack of a better word- how things look on others! So obviously I'd be great working in the wedding dress industry!! Although, I feel like if I worked somewhere like Kleinfeld, I'd spend the whole day trying on wedding dresses myself and not really helping too may brides to be...

Friends. THE best show ever created! My friends and I have seriously been watching this show non-stop for days!! This time last week we were on season 2; today, we are on season 6. My guess is we will have completed the series by next weekend.

Hope everyone has a wonderful week and finds themselves with as much free time as I'm finding myself with!
Peace and Love.

Monday, October 18, 2010


Have you ever been in a mood where you just feel like complaining? Well, I'm in one of those presently. I'm not so much annoyed by something in particular, I'm just getting annoyed really easily. So, in response to these glorious feelings I have at the moment, I've decided to make a short list of the top things that annoy me:
1. Males in Victoria's Secret. Obnoxious.
2. Facebook PDA. I love you's, terms of endearment, and other sentiments should not be displayed for the world to see.
3. PDA in general. Pull yourself together is all I have to say.
4. The pet name "baby". Throw up in my mouth.

Glad I could brighten you day.
Peace and Love.

Thursday, October 14, 2010


Since I've been at school, I occasionally hit up Zumba: "Latin American dancing workouts" according to my zumba-loving friends Callie Neal. So naturally, I fit right in with my vast dance background AND exceptional coordination. I fit in just about as much as Phoebe from fits in in this scene from Friends...

My ability to follow rhythm, choreography, just have any coordination really has always been limited.
Once upon a time a young 5th grade Sarah decided to re-enter the world of ballet. (I say re-enter because like most little girls, I was in ballet and tap at the age of 4 or 5, so this wasn't totally new)... I was slightly larger and a lot less dainty than these ballerinas that filled the room around me, my sister was one of them. (Yes, I was bigger than my sister until she went to college...) So I tried to keep up with their fancy frenchly named dance moves, more so I tried to blend in so as not to completely reveal I was clueless as to what was going on. The recital drew near and someone had the wild idea to send me out on stage first, along with another girl-much much smaller than me-adjacent from me. We ran toward each other, met in the middle, and split back away from one another. It was just a simple prance, no legit dance moves-or if there were I opted out of doing them. I had this. My only time I was visible apart from the pack, and by pack I mean ballerinas.
The night came for us to preform. I was getting myself ready for my lone task in the production: Lead the girls on stage with gracefulness and poise. The curtain opened, I, along with the girl across from me, began to prance on stage. We met in the middle. She went to turn out. I did not. I kept prancing right on into her. Poor thing didn't stand a chance, she was so small. I knocked her right down to her knees. I continued prancing, which turned into more of a run to flee the scene.
I never went back to ballet.

Another flashback:
Junior. Miss. Fitness. Routine: THE most ridiculous I've ever looked in front of a large group of people. The fitness routine involved all of the following: 9 minutes of constant movement-coordinated movement at that, hula hoops as props, doing a back roll through said hula hoop-I failed miserably, an individual section near the end of the routine-I was near passing out at this point, posing at the end as if I hadn't just nearly kicked the bucket.
I appeared: Uncoordinated. Dying.

So we're back at Zumba. I'm bouncing around, several beats behind the group, arms flailing whenever they weren't supposed to, all around struggling. But I will say, I'm sore. So while I may not have been doing whatever everyone else was doing, I was doing something effective!
Peace and Love.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

I'm halfway done with my "sophomore" year.

So today I realized the classes being offered next semester are up on Bannerweb. So I looked to see what was being offered when, and came up with my ideal schedule. It's beautiful! My earliest class is at 10, sometimes 12. My classes occur between the hours of 10 and 1:30. It's the perfect semester. But of course, there's a catch. A brick wall lies between me and my perfect semester...
CEPs. The single thing holding me back from registering with my class next week. For those of you non-PCers, CEPs (Cultural Enrichment Programs) are as the title suggests, programs that make you more cultured. Lectures, performances... It's about the most boring way I can think to spend my 11:00 hour on Tuesdays. In order to be classified in the next year, you have to have 10 CEP's a year, specifically 5 lectures and 5 performances. So the problem here is this: last year, I racked up a total of 10, however I have 7 lectures and 3 performances. Meaning, Sarah doesn't get to be classified as a sophomore just yet. To which I say... ARE YOU SERIOUS?!? Since I'm not technically a sophomore, I do not get to register with my class. I have to wait a day and register with all the freshmen. So, all these prime classes I've scoped out could potentially be full by the time I register. I am a lot more bitter about this right now than I was when I found out my pickle of a situation at the end of last year!

I will celebrate on November 16, aka the day when I'll be caught up on CEP's and be classified as a sophomore. In the mean time, I'll be crossing fingers and toes that my freshmen status doesn't mess me up as I register for next semester!
Peace and love.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

So when I said education major...

I should have said Christian education major. I change my mind once again... Surprising? It shouldn't be.
Anyway. Let's take a brief (and I do mean brief because I have chapter tonight and 2 tests tomorrow) look at all my grand ideas as far as majors go since I've been at PC...

I came to college with the same plans as I'd say about half of all freshmen have: major in biology and go to medical school. Well. That lasted until the end of last year. I'd say the straw that broke the camel's back was exam week "oh 10". I broke down during my chemistry exam and wept uncontrollably. So embarrassing looking back on it, and pretty unfortunate for those who had to witness it. I lasted longer in the program than most though, I still think I could have made it sometimes... I may have suffered from a stroke or some other stress induced condition by the end of 4 years, but I could have done it.

So this year came. I entered my second year of college completely clueless as to what I was going to do with my life, more specifically my major. So many wild ideas crossed my mind, and I dismissed most of them... all except one. I thought to myself "Hey Sarah, you like math. Be a math teacher. Better yet, you like middle schoolers, be a middle school math teacher!" So then came the detrimental step in my decision making process: as I wrote about a few posts ago, I made an appointment with the middle school education advisor. No need to retell the story, but the result: I walked out the door an education major. I woke up the next morning realizing how quickly I made that decision and moved on with my life, never turning in the papers that were placed in my hands to make the major official.

I was back to square one. But after talking with my wonderful Christian ed professor, all the things I want to do, I can do with a Christian ed degree: social work, youth work, working for a non-profit, go to nursing school (or if I ever get the urge to go to medical school again... well, we just won't go there right now.), or if I ever decide to follow my dad's and granddad's footsteps and go to seminary I could do that... the list goes on and on! So, moral of the story: this is the PERFECT major for me-the girl who changes her mind about what she's going to do multiple times a week- because I can do anything with this degree!

So while I've been given papers to make my major change official about 234 times since I've been at PC, I actually went to the registrar's office today and turned in the forms to make my decision to be a Christian education major official!! Woohooo!!

Peace and Love.

Monday, October 4, 2010

It's better than Christmas!!!

Bid day: THE most exciting day of the year. Topping Christmas, Easter, 4th of July, and even my birthday, bid day takes the prize for the best day of the year! Last year, I went through rush myself, received a bid from ADPi, and ran down the stairs of Neville to my new family! I didn't think that day could be topped! Running to a huge group while everyone's cheering for you.... it ROCKS!
So this year, I wasn't sure that my excitement could be matched from last year. Plus, after going through formal recruitment, aka the worst mood I've ever been in, I was more than ready for the week of all things rush to be over. Well. Bid day morning came. I got up, went to Yonce to gather with everyone before we went to Neville to welcome our new members and saw the theme of bid day, as put together by my big sister Kate Colwill... Just did it. That's right! Nike, neon, sweat bands, knee socks... best. theme. ever. So we got all geared up, sang some songs, practiced our winning entrance, and headed to Neville!
.... Side note. I've decided there should be a Broadway show entitled ADPi: The Musical. Seriously. Between rush, bid day, and other random events, ADPi can find any reason to break into song.
So we got to Neville and waited to welcome our wonderful new Alphas!
Bid day is hectic. In a good way of course. You don't know who's coming down the stairs next, so when you see the girl you're wanting to welcome running out, you push your way to the front. So I saw Kristen, my now little diamond sister, come out the doors and down the stairs! I ran to the front as fast as I could! Through singing, cheering, and pushing, I made it. I, along with my sister, Kate, and our lion of a mascot, was possibly more excited to get her than she was to run to us! This picture is pretty evident of that...

So once everyone is done running, we go to our bid day party!! That's when we find our who the newest addition to our diamond family is! So I found out that I officially gotten Kristen! Our diamond family is now complete again!

Another side note... The sweatband. Something that when I got it, a thought should have gone through my mind to style my hair accordingly so I wouldn't look ridiculous. Unfortunately, such thought did not cross my mind, and after looking back through bid day pictures, I appear to have a mullet. That sweatband was pressing down my half up half down hair in a very unflattering way.

So I think it is safe to say that my hesitations about bid day proved to be false. I had just as much, and probably more fun this year than I did last year! I got a precious new baby and a ballin pair of tube socks! Definitely 2 things I'm really excited about! More so the baby, but who doesn't love tube socks??

Peace and love.