Me: Behind the Scenes :)

Absolutely and completely LOVING City and Colour right now.

LOVE THIS.

Thought this was funny and true….
Here is what Jeff Foxworthy has to say about Pennsylvanians…:
If your local Dairy Queen is closed from September through May, you may live in Pennsylvania. If someone in a Home Depot store offers you assistance and they don’t even work there, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you’ve worn shorts and a parka… at the s…ame time, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you’ve had a lengthy telephone conver…sation with someone who dialed a wrong number, you may live in Pennsylvania. If “vacation” means going anywhere south of Harrisburg for the weekend, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you measure distance in hours, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you know several people who have hit a deer more than once, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you have switched from ‘heat’ to ‘A/C’ in the same day and back again, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you can drive 75 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard without flinching, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you install security lights on your house and garage, but leave both doors unlocked, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you carry jumpers in your car and your wife knows how to use them, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you design your kid’s Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit, you may live in Pennsylvania. If the speed limit on the highway is 55 mph -you’re going 80 and everybody is passing you, you may live in Pennsylvania. If driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter and road construction, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you have more miles on your snow blower than your car, you may live in Pennsylvania … If you find 10 degrees “a little chilly”, you may live in Pennsylvania. If you actually understand these jokes, repost this so all of your Pennsylvania friends and others can see,you definitely do live - or have lived - in Pennsylvania

my triumphant return

hello! man, i haven’t tumbl’d in quite some time. So much has happened. You missed it all!

I started sophomore year. New dorm building, new roommate, new classes, new major and minor…new everything. Yet, it feels like nothing has changed. Kristin and Kyra live right across the hall from Britt and me. WE HAVE A NEW NEIGHBOR AND SHE’S FANTASTIC. Her name is Jess, but I gave her the nickname “Killer”. If you have ever seen her play volleyball, you’d understand why.

I’m so much closer with everyone this year. I have a family out here. It’s nice, yanno? I created a routine that I usually stick to. Classes suck, as usual. Gotta do whatcha gotta do, I guess. Not even lying, my Linguistics professor is hilarious. That doesn’t necessarily mean that I understand what he’s teaching me. Last week, he drew out the Great English Vowel Shift on the board, and it looked like a crappy football play. My mind was nonexistent after that. And then there’s my British Literature and Intro to English Studies professor, Dr. Downes. She’s so incredibly passionate about what she teaches, but she never really knows what to do when one of us doesn’t understand it. Do I look like a scholar? It’s because I’m not. I’m a sophomore in college, so dumb it down a bit for me. KTHX.

All this exciting stuff going on, and I try to distract myself with it. I’m officially the female bro now. I wish I knew how this came to happen, and also why the guys feel the need to call me “Scro” at random times. I’m trying to broaden my horizons without stepping too far out of my comfort zone. I wonder how I’m doing so far…Lately, all I wanna do is write. I wanna write, and sing. Yeah, sing. I wanna sing at the top of my lungs and make every single dog within a 10 mile radius go deaf. I miss my theater group. I miss being myself around people that were exactly like me. It was comforting, I guess. Yet again, I am the one who stands out and is judged and thrown aside as The Crazy One. When I was growing up, I never thought I was crazy. A few moments of sheer insanity, sure, but who doesn’t have those? I thought I was perfectly normal…well, as normal as a 5 foot tall 3rd grader can be…

Sadly, my days lately have been brought down with depressing moods. I don’t know what it is, but I just can’t seem to get happy. I have so many blessings just hovering around me, but I feel like I’m missing something. I just wish I knew what that something was. Does anyone have any idea? At all? If you do, and you could inform me, that would be peachy. I can’t ever show my weakness though. And by weakness, I mean feelings. That’s what I got from my childhood, I suppose…”suck it up, you’re on your own.” No matter how hard I try, I can’t shake that.

I honestly think I’m destined to be a therapist. Or a counselor of some sort. After a good amount of therapy for myself, I somehow can solve everyone else’s problems. I’ve been told that I have this quality about me that just makes me easy to talk to. I like that. I like feeling needed. I like that when people are down in the dumps, they come to me. Now, if only I could just solve my own problems, or take any of my advice, then life would be fab.

To end this long “welcome back” post, I have some great news for…anyone who reads this (and if you do, God Bless Ya): My mommy, good ol’ Marebear, is engaged to be married at the end of May :) Congratulations Mommy! I love you and I can’t wait to start planning with you<3