what do you wanna do before you die?

Before I die I don't really have a long list of demands. I'm not the type who has the crazy outlandish desire to go sky diving. I don't want  to catch a baseball from a rangers game to make my life complete.  The thought of swimming in a tub of pudding disgusts me. I don't want to visit the amazon rainforest or be interviewed by Oprah. No, what i want to do is much simpler than that. I want to make an impact. Not on the whole human race of course... that would be too difficult. I just want to know I made a positive difference in someone else's life.  I am so blessed to have such wonderful people surrounding me who support, encourage, take interest in what ever I want to do. I want to be that for someone else; that voice that whispers "yes you, can i believe in you", when no one else does. Yeah I know it sounds cheesy but hey. I want to leave an impact behind that can last forever, not a list of tasks I accomplished.

Irrational... probably

Fears drive our life. Those who are successful are more than likely those who are most deeply afraid to fail. These little creatures live in the crevices of our heart, and keep us in a constant choke hold.  Gathering up enough courage to look fear  straight into its evil eyes is the only way to conquer these little buggers. Everyone has fears, if you think you don't... well A) your either lying B) not very in touch with yourself or C) your incredibly stupid. I happen to have many (I bet yall would never expect that right? lol) and a lot of them are very irrational. So here's a list of my irrational fears:

1. I am highly afraid of murders. Specifically ones that sneak into your room and inject you with a lethal poison lol i blame nickelodeon for this fear.

2. Tornadoes.  The thought of a tornado hitting me or my family terrifies me. when i get stressed out i have dreams about these swirling vortexes of doom. I blame my mother for this one.

3.  Being forgotten... idk i just don't want to be left behind 

4.  I am terrified my longhorn cows are going to charge me and put a horn through my stomach. 

5.  People under my bed. ( lynsey sell if you ever hide under my bed and pop out at me... i will bring the wrath of texas on you)

6. Cancer- okay like this may seem like a rational fear... but I always think i have cancer. I just hate this stupid disease and can't wait to see it disappear.

7) transvestites/ drag queens. Self explanatory

8) Wizard of oz… I’ve never seen the whole  movie… creepy monkeys and evil witches= not suitable for little kidsss

Dry Cleaning

Dear Dry Cleaning Man,
I saw you watching me try to park in front of the dry cleaners.
I also saw you laugh at my many failed attempts to make it between the lines.
Those two little white lines are my ENEMY! Personally I don't think they give enough space.
Yes, I know the whole parking lot was empty and really I had no excuse.
But still. I'd like to see you park and then I will laugh at you through the window, and smirk at you when you pick up your dry cleaning.
I just get a little bit nervous when I have to park. That nervousness doubles when people are watching.
I don't park well under pressure.
Or back out well under pressure.
I'm working on it!!!

book of life

People always compare life to a book. Going to college meant I was " starting a new chapter in my life". Optimistic people tend to believe they are writing their destiny. Pessimists caution us to have a hard spine for life throws us many challenges. Okay so here is my question: If life is like a book then why aren't the answers in the back???
We are taught from  a very young age that all we have to do is take a glance at the back of our school books and the right answer or a clue will magically appear. Our teachers screwed us over!!! I am not saying I want to cheat my way through life, but some reassurance that I am on the right track would be nice.
Someone might counter if the book of life was full of answers we would never learn. I disagree. I made it out of high school full of knowledge. The quadratic equation is burned into my head, I can recite when columbus sailed the ocean blue, and can I produce a pretty mean power point.

I guess i just miss the days when all of life's hardest problems could be fixed by flipping those crisp white pages until a solution appeared. I would settle for a glossary or even an index. Just something to let me know everything will turn out how it is supposed to.

apples and organization

Soooo you may have never guessed this, but deep down( and I mean reeeaaallly deep down) inside of me is a secret desire for organization. Shocker, I know. Right now, if you have seen my dorm room/ my room at home, you must be thinking I am crazy. Yes, this semester my dorm resembled more of a disaster zone and my closet looked like a bomb went off, but i am on a new quest. The quest for ORGANIZATION! After spending the majority of sunday and monday cleaning, and 4 loads of laundry later, my room is sparkling. My desk drawers are also freshly organized as well. I feel so accomplished and think i can take on the world in my quest for organization one dorm room at a time. :)

On a side note i am the new proud owner of the best invention on the planet( not it's not pajama jeans:[ ).  THE APPLE WEDGER! Seriously, if you don't have one i would highly recommend getting one! It slices my apples into perfect sized wedges and removes the core in just one chop!!! Perfect for healthy snacking!