Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Definition of Jennifer

So I walked into the commons and saw a bunch of people sittin on the couch and they were all laughing. So I went and sat down, and Kevin said "Okay, Jennifer's turn" and pulls out his iPhone. Turns out, Kevin was putting everyone's names in turn into urbandictionary.com to see what they were defined as on there. These were the top results for Jennifer. (Pretty accurate, I'd say...)

1. A fun, outgoing person. Generally smart but can be a total blonde at times. Someone who likes meeting new people and smiles a lot. A person who never would just turn on people. A very good friend. Someone you can trust. When she's mad, stand clear she might blow her top. But a person who doesn't get mad easily so you don’t have to worry about that.

She always smiles! She is such a Jennifer.

2. She has the most beautiful eyes and hair. She smells that of a fall evening, and her voice will typically seranade you.

What is it about those Jennifers that always intrigue me

3. A really sexy, funny, smart girl that every guy wants.

Dang, you lucky duck, your gf is a total Jennifer!


4. A funny girl. Really smart, and usually doesn’t act her age (whether it is acting older or younger). Jennifers have amazing eyes, and love to laugh and smile. They generally enjoy the finer things in life. They have trouble showing their feelings, and take some time to warm up to new people. They don't trust easily, but that shouldn't stop you from trusting them, they are very trustworthy. They need someone who will listen to them and give their honest opinion. Jennifers are very blunt, and speak their minds often. They are caring and usually very sexy. They know how to flirt in a very subtle way that drives men crazy. They know how to get what they want. Jennifers are very good friends.

Man: Dude, I met the most amazing girl today. She's funny, and smart, and has amazing eyes.

Man2: Yeah man, cool. What's her name?

Man: Jennifer

Definitely lovin that. Mine was the only one of the immediate group I was with that didn't have anything negative. (:

Monday, September 27, 2010

Cedar South Swag

SUU currently has a flag football tournament going on. They announced it several weeks ago in order to give people a chance to get a team together and maybe throw the ball around a bit. However, what they didn’t know at the time of announcing was exactly how seriously Cedar Hall South was going to take it.

We have a lot of boys in Cedar South that played football in high school and really, really miss it dearly. The person that sticks out the most in my mind is my best friend Kyle. He was kind of a football star in high school and would’ve played for SUU, but he threw out his shoulder over the summer and has to sit it out for this year. So anyways, our boys got EXTREMELY pumped about it. I mean… they held practices, made plays, held tryouts, attempted to get jerseys (they ended up just deciding that everyone on the team had to wear basketball shorts and a gray shirt), assigned offensive/defensive coordinators and a head coach, got a team name (Cedar South Shockers), and a team cheer (“OH MY GOSH!”… yeah we won’t go into the back story of that one). Basically, these guys have just been lovin life ever since they’ve found something to do.

As you might have guessed, the tournament started today. Kyle (head coach… ha) designated me to be the team photographer, so here are some of the ones I got. I wish I didn’t just have a little point-and-shoot, but… ah well. Work with what you’ve got, I s’pose?


Hike!

Yeeah... Carter is TOTALLY in the zone...


Nice catch by Mama Matt!


Biggest fans. (:



Cedar South Shockers' cheer section. (Jasmine says she looks dumb in this picture... but I disagree vehemently when compared to PeTA.)



Best friend/head coach. (:


Me and That Guy! (We really are friends, and he really does have a name that I really do know. But he's just always been That Guy to me. haha)
Cedar South Shockers got Cedar South Swag.


He made a point to wipe some of that stuff on my face as soon as I took this picture. Great guy, right?

We've just got some good times goin for us here. (:

Monday, September 20, 2010

Crap.

There is a corn flake floatin around somewhere in my computer.

Not sure what to do about that.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Because We're Awesome.

Once upon a time, my friend Jasmine and I were wandering around the Centrum before Photography started, because we were a little bit early. And also because I had a Lifewater that was absolutely impossible to open, so I was on the lookout for someone who could open the stupid thing for me, preferably a guy that I already knew. So we sat down on a bench while I was wrestling the bottle cap (I’m serious, that crap was welded on there), and some guy came out of a room across the hall and was like “Are you going to be on the show?” Jasmine and I were baffled, so we just said “Um… no…?” Which came with a response from the guy saying “Well you can’t sit on that bench unless you’re going to be on the show.” Then some other guy came out from the room behind him and said “Don’t listen to anything he says. He’s just trickin ya.”

The first guy was named Nate, and Jasmine and I ended up talking to him for a minute, and we all just kind of hit it off. We were just joking around and teasing each other, just doing what I always do. Turns out, this Nate guy is in a radio broadcasting class and he has his own hour on SUU’s radio station (Power 91.1… if you’re interested. Haha) in the mornings, and he asked Jasmine and I if we’d like to be guest speakers on his show. And we said “Well… why the heck not?” So he gave us an assignment to research some stuff online and to come with an opinion to voice on the radio the next morning.

So this morning at 6:45, Jasmine and I headed over to the radio station place and sat in the waiting area of the station. And waited. And waited some more. Finally, at approximately 7:07, Nate showed up and actually looked surprised to see us. Of course we gave him crap for it, but we eventually got the ball rolling, and we had an hour of air time!

Jasmine and I waiting for Nate... we look torn. Don't judge us. (:
Radio head!

This was on the machine that they use to interview people with vocabularies that are well-known to be... colorful. I saw it while we were live on air, and I had to turn away from the microphone because I was just giggling. (:

The topic that we were assigned to research is a non-profit organization called Clean Media United. Basically, it’s a group dedicated to the cause of clean positive media in all of it’s forms. So they’re against like profanity, violence, sex/nudity, etc. in movies, TV shows, radio shows, music, books, and any other kind of media you can think of. It’s really pretty interesting. For more information, you can visit cleanmediaunited.org, search Clean Media United on YouTube, or join the Clean Media United group on Facebook. I’m on there. (: This does sound like a commercial, but I promise this wasn’t part of the deal for me getting to be on the radio. I just think it’s a really good thing, and I’m a big fan of the whole organization.

Anyways, the whole experience was just fun. Nate would show us how the different gadgets worked, he let us request songs to put on in between our talking time, and we just had a fun time talking and everything. He even let me borrow the CD that the show was recorded on, so I got to put that on my laptop to have forever and ever. (: It’s awesome! It was just a fun day. Especially since one of my life dreams has always been to have my own radio show, so this kind of contributed to that aspiration. Good times. (:

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Definitions.

So there I was, laying in bed trying to sleep after a long hard day. Unfortunately, I tend to think when I go to sleep. And this time, I actually build half of a blog post in my brain before I finally said "FINE. I'll type it up just to get it out of my head." So here we go. This is the kind of thing I think about as I'm falling asleep at night. So it has potential to sound both abstract and infantile.

For anyone that knows me, you know I love words. I love spelling them, I love learning new ones, I love using the big ones, I like overusing some... I just like words. A lot. I love knowing the difference between words like whether/weather, they're/there/their, to/too/2 (which is NOT a word, so don't ever use it as such. Not even in texting!), which/witch, etc. I also am a fan of punctuation. Soo knowing the difference between its/it's, we're/were, he'll/hell, she'll/shell, we'll/well... you get the idea.

One word in particular has been standing out to me lately. You are probably very familiar with it. Some more than others. You use it on a daily basis, some (like me) on a minutely basis.

"Like."

This word bears various degrees of significance based on your generation. For instance, I use the word "like" astronomically more than my father does. I also use it for multiple definitions. This is the part where I tell you all the different kinds of "likes" there are.

Comparison like: "Holy cow... that lady looks just like Dustin Hoffman. How unfortunate."
Approval like: "Hey! I like that skirt a lot!"
Filler like: "Well he was like 'Do you want to go out?' and I was like 'I don't know, do you?' and he was like 'Whatever.' So now I'm just like... what?"
Action like: "I feel like smashing a bowl of porridge into your currently gaping face."
Emotional like: "Dude, I'm really starting to like the guy down the hall a lot."


That last one is the one I'm going to discuss further. For a lot of people, to "like" someone is to pick out your favorite person out of a large body of people and treat them as such. You pay more attention to them, you find them the most attractive, you want to spend time with them, etc.

However, it has come to my attention over the past several years that this particular "L" word is about as difficult as me to apply to myself as the even bigger, meaner "L" word. My personal definition of "liking someone" is as follows:


Liking someone: When, out of the vastly wide variety of people you know, there is one person who sticks out in your mind at all times. When they are literally all you can think about. When you truly do not want to spend time with anyone of the opposite gender besides that person. When you can see yourself being in an actual relationship with that person.

See? My version is a little more intense than the average definition. (Oh, and just for the record, this hasn't been brought on by anything in particular. I mean, I haven't just started "liking" someone which inspired me to do this. I just was thinking about it.) So using this explanation, I find it interesting that throughout my entire high school career, I have only "liked" two or three people. The last one, I began diggin him around the start of my senior year, and it took a very, very long time to get over him. But when I did like him, I found absolutely no interest in talking to other boys, which ultimately screwed me over, because I lost a few friends along the way. Which sucks. But still, he was the person that I cared about the most, so I consider him to be someone that I legitimately "liked."


Obviously, I'm a human being, and I have had a few crushes here and there over time. To me, a "crush" is just someone that I think is exceptionally cute and awesome, but I wouldn't really ever consider dating exclusively. Therefore, I don't have a problem with having multiple crushes. In fact, I have at least 3 or 4 right now. But I don't "like" anyone, because that would mean I was interested in dating only that one person, and not in anyone else at all.

I really don't know why I'm sharing all this right now. Probably because I just want to get it out of my head and into my blog. This is one of those things that goes through my head and comes out online. But what can ya do? That's what I get for having my own laptop and fast internet and insomnia.


And just for kicks and gigs, here's a nice crazy picture of me by best friend Kyle.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Getting better.

I guess the combination of having my own laptop and having fast(er) internet has resulted in me wanting to blog about anything and everything. This one is just me showing off how thrifty I am. (:

This first picture is--ready?--my calendar! My RA had one like this hanging up in the hall to let everyone know about the activities going on this week. And I was very intrigued by it, so I decided to make one for myself that showed whenever I have homework due and birthdays and such. I'm pretty proud of it. (: Funny story about the September label: I didn't have any cute colored paper, so that yellow paper is actually my French syllabus that I got the first day of school. (: hehe I'm so crafty.


This next picture is of my homemade bike basket. Whenever I go somewhere, I always need the following: my keys (because my lock needs a key... life would be so much easier if it was a combination lock. haha), my phone, my T-Card (to get back into my building), money, and sometimes my camera. However, that is WAY to much to fit into my pocket, not really enough to make it worth bringing my big ol' backpack, and if I put it all in my regular shoulder bag, then the bag just hangs exactly where my knees hit when they go up and down on the pedals. So this was my solution: the bag that my top sheet for my bed came in. (: I just put the light stuff in it (I didn't want to risk putting my phone and camera in there, then having the snap come loose and have everything hit the pavement at 15 mph.) and snapped it shut around the middle of the handlebars. It actually worked really well! I looked a little stupid at Lin's when I was trying to dig a $10 bill out of a sheet bag, but whatever. It worked out alright, but I really think I would rather have an actual basket that I could just put my purse in while riding. Ah well. It's good for now. (:

What can I say? I'm a problem solver. (:



Wednesday, September 1, 2010

This is how I spend my time at college.


Being sad because I have tons and tons and tons of math homework to do all the time.


This is how Kyle spends his time at college.


Rubbing in my face the fact that I always have homework and he is allowed to frolick and play as he pleases.

Stupid math.