The Up and Up

Last week my friend Carrie and I road tripped out to Phoenix, AZ to take advantage of the PIT TICKETS to Arcade Fire that she managed to score in a pre-sale event for super cheap (Thanks Carrie!). Crammed in the pit and waiting for Win Butler to spontaneously crowd surf over us (never happened sadly, but I've heard it has at other shows) while dancing and trying to keep sneaky people from cramming their way in front of us, was in short: THE GREATEST EXPERIENCE.






(Photos courtesy of Carrie's iphone)


Can't get this song out of my head now...



And it was pretty great to see Local Native opening too! I'm pretty sure Carrie and I were the only ones who were actually singing along with all the words, (F.Y.I. Phoenix-ans are a stuffy bunch)but it is really cool to see how great they are live. I've been following them since they were 'Cavil at Rest' and now they are performing with Arcade Fire. So cool!




On Friday I'm seeing Mumford & Sons AND Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros, Thank you Jon Olsen!


This is an exciting month in the life of Camyron Lee, I will tell you that friends.
-Cam

Added Emphasis

Two reasons why I can't seem to stop smiling today...


My first article was published in my school newspaper! Not exactly a Pulitzer Prize winning story, but just to know that something all my own has been published is just plain exciting. Also, when I picked up today's printed issue(one of the 10 I snagged) I had made it onto the front page!

Clearing a spot on my refrigerator as we speak...

Check out the Daily Titan online edition and my Story!

Also, Just as exciting, I purchased my ticket to see one of my dearest friends Miss Maritza Skidmore at her place in Seattle!

Good things are happening friends.
Pardon the unnecessarily large amount of exclamation points(!!)

-Cam

Out of Style

Recently I have been pondering things that have become passe in my life time. I feel like it is one thing to hear an older generation telling a younger "In my day we used to...(fill in outdated tradition)". However, in my own life time I have personally observed things becoming "old fashioned". Things are advancing and becoming obsolete faster than I can keep track of, it is an interesting world we are currently living in. Here's the list of obsolete ideas, gadgets, and traditions that I have compiled:

*CD players
*CD's!(just go download it already)
*cassette tapes
*floppy disks
*VHS, please tell me I'm not the only one with an entire Disney collection on VHS!
*Non-smart phones, I feel like everyone has an i phone
*Myspace
*Talking on the phone is no longer the preferred method of communication:just text, email or Facebook me
*e-vites?
*paper applications, *just apply online
*Outdoor activities, what do you think a treadmill is for?
*Gym membership cards. If you have visited a 24 hour fitness lately, they have most likely shredded your membership card before your very eyes and set you up with a "finger print verification" instead. Totally Weird.


Notable technological developments in my life time, that have become near staples in the daily American life:
-iPod, iPad, iPhone
-Facebook
-Kindle
-iTunes
-Skype
-Text Messaging (emoticons, text-language, i.e. acronyms like: ikr, idk, lol, jk)
-Hybrid cars? Maybe the technology has been around longer, but Hybrids have definitely reached the height of their popularity over the last twenty years


Something I am convinced my kids(or grand kids) will never experience nor remember:

Bank Tellers, I'm convinced by the time I am in the 55+ age group I'll be telling my grand kids about how people used to actually go into banks(and work inside!), and they will look at me in disbelief and ask ..."Why didn't they just use an ATM?"


Fast Paced, crazy world we're living in.
Any other things you can think of that would fit on one of these lists?

Late Night Musings

Blogs I can't stop perusing....

I am a daily drop-in on my dear friend Blythe's blog. Blythe is currently wrapping up her second Dressember,the promise of 31 days of dresses has enticed me into visiting on a regular basis. Ever since my days of working in the Dress Department at Nordstrom, I've been in love with dresses. Which is why Blythe's impressive dedication to an entire month of them is simply fascinating to me!

Dressember in action:






Hoping to jump on board come Dressember 2011, hold me to it Blythe!

Another Blog I love, Cupcakes and Cashmere : flawlessly combines the enticing genre's of Fashion and Food. Fashionista Emily blogs about everything from "how to's" ( on make-up, curls, & hair-styles) to photo-cataloging
all sorts of confections she whips up. The photos are beautiful, her style is impeccable. I can't help but drop in a couple times a week to see what visual delight she has posted. Serious blog-stalking material!

Also, always hoping to be as cool as the kids on LOOKBOOK or as chic as the subjects of The Sartorialist .

For now I'll just blog stalk and enjoy being inspired by my weekly visits to all the blogs above. Visit them, and fall in love for yourself...

Very Merry

Happy Jolly Christmas.


Holidays are strange, ever notice that emotions seem to be running high come December 1st? Something about Christmas. Emotions that come to mind or that I have observed in the last month: nostalgia, excitement, anticipation, stress,an acute sense of loss, and an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

Nostalgia, sometime between Black Friday and December 24th an onslaught of traditions are relived and remembered each year. Every Christmas season most people follow the same cookie-cutter routine that they followed the year before, and the year before that. Repetition can be good and bad, it does not necessarily produce the same outcome regardless of how closely you follow the "recipe". Perhaps the gifts you chose last year were more heartfelt, or maybe the dinner turned out better, or any other reason you can think of...regardless of doing the same activity each year the outcome can be very different. I am convinced this is fact, not insanity. Which is why I have come to the conclusion that the holiday season regardless of the variety of time tested traditions we revisit each year, can fill us with a sense of nostalgia and longing for a distant place in our memory where the outcome was a bit different. Perhaps, better suited to the fairytale memory you constructed that year.

Anticipation and excitement is to be expected. The Christmas songs that dominate radio stations during the entire month of December, the extended store hours for your shopping convenience, the assortment of holiday foods: all attribute to this build up that continues to escalate until Christmas day. A whole month dedicated to one day, how could there not be some sort of static excitement in the air?

It is the acute sense of loss that I discussed above that has really struck me this holiday season the most,not only in my own life, but in the lives of my friends and acquaintances. Being a teller gives me an opportunity to have semi-lengthy conversations with a wide variety of people: for better or worse. I hear about people's financial success and troubles, along with numerous other unrelated topics. It is AMAZING/SHOCKING what some people tell the person depositing their paycheck. This Christmas however, I have really gotten an idea of how much pain the Holidays can bring to so many people. With holiday nostalgia comes a longing for the times when loved ones who have passed away were there to celebrate with us. Not having all the people you love with you for the holidays can make a seemingly joyous occasion, painful for so many people. I have nearly been in tears at work quite a few times this month after hearing the pain that people are facing during the holidays, which has caused me to hug my family a little tighter and be exceedingly grateful to have the ones I love with me this Christmas.

Oddly enough, when Thanksgiving was here I was in quite a funk. For some reason I had the selfish misconception that I did not have a great deal to be thankful for. I look back now, and I am completely disappointed in myself for being so blind and taking for granted all the things I have been immensely blessed with.So I'll end this exceedingly long post with a list of things that I am grateful for, a little late...but as they say, better late than never:

A family who loves me without condition
Friends who do the same
A home
A job
A car
The ability to afford and go to school(and only having one year left!)
A savior who continues to bless me, in spite of my ingratitude
Good listeners
Life lessons
Times of refining, and the beautiful outcome they produce
Goals(achieving those goals!)
And so many other unspoken blessings in my life

Tune it next time for: NEW YEARS resolutions!
Thanks for reading if you did...

Merry Christmas Eve!

Sunny One So True

Work, why must we? Why does money make the world spin and beauty get you everywhere in life? Why doesn't money grow on trees, and what exactly are those "best things in life" that are free?

Why when I attend a school with a staggering enrollment of 37,000 students, have I only managed to make less than five legitimate friends in the last three years? While walking to class recently I noted a few problems with today's "campus culture". No one makes eye contact in passing, people stroll in zombie-like trances to class, with their ipods blaring, earphones in, and text-able phones in hand. In a sea of people, everyone seems so surprisingly disconnected. Not that I am NOT a card-carrying member of this guilty demographic, but still, sometimes I think I do it just because everyone else does. Sure I enjoy listening to cheerful tunes while walking briskly to my next class, but do I do it because it makes me seem like everyone else? While everyone scrambles to fit in, their methods only seem to widen the social gap. We are on facebook, dating websites, chat-rooms(this may be a terribly outdated term, of which I am aware), AIM (maybe only if you are 15), and video chat, hoping to meet someone. Yet, when surrounded by thousands of faces we cannot seem to find the time or gather the gumption to make a friend or even eye-contact. I find it so ironic that as I said, I attend a huge university and yet when I am surrounded by people, all I can seem to do is retreat into a world of my current musical inclination, accompanied by my invisible friends on the receiving end of my text messages.



Also, Murphy's Law.
What a law, what a law, what a mighty bad law.
Darn you Murphy and your constant willing of things to go wrong!

Sunshine on a Cloudy Day

Tidbits from my exciting life as a college student.

My yoga teacher cannot remember that my name is Camyron, so he asked if he could call me "Camy". Usually, only my family or close friends call me this. It is weird hearing him call out in front of the class "Camy...you need to lean in to the pose more..."
His name is Patrick, fighting the urge to address him as Patty or Pat.

Also, my Political Philosophy Professor tells dirty jokes and attempts to relate them to philosophical concepts. He also ends every class by saying "Alright...party on".

I am pretty discouraged about my grand attempts to study abroad, the cheapest program available was a minimum of ten grand. TEN GRAND. More than I pay for school in a year. I am feeling a bit deflated when it comes to my grand adventure plans.

Told you it was exciting...

Twist and Shout

It has been quite a while since I have tried my hand at my dear sweet blog.
However, I find that regardless of the amount of time I spend without contributing anything of value to my blog...it seems to be like an old friend, with whom I can easily pick up where I left off. A noteworthy attribute indeed.
Alright, enough with the humanization of inanimate objects...

Anyway, it has been a good couple of months.
Finished school with decent grades, hoping for straight A's next semester. I left some room for growth this semester: I blame Geology. The death of me. I am now confident that I am not going to be a geologist (as if that was in question) and have come to see just how much one can learn from a professor who loves what they teach, passion is key(two unrelated concepts, but I learned them both this semester). I have sat in countless GE courses and wondered, why am I here? If you are teaching a class, why not make it interesting? Why not try and convince the students to enjoy the subjects as much as you do? Why not inject some of the enthusiasm that propelled you through your years as an undergrad and grad student, into the young minds that you are paid a moderate salary to teach? I do not understand the utter lack of interest, some of the professors seem to exude. However, it only makes those professors who put thought, excitement, and passion into their lectures stand out all the more. I had two of the most challenging and thought provoking professors this semester, who, oddly enough taught classes that were completely outside of my emphasis . However, I found them fascinating and engaging...to the point of seriously considering minoring in their respective concentrations.That is the kind of professor that I wish all would aspire to emulate. Hoping to cipher through the snoozers and find a few more gem professors this semester.

Which brings me to my next point...
I officially starting my emphasis classes this semester! It is about time... although I did get my GE out of the way... a lofty feat indeed. I am so looking forward to delving into my core classes. The passion which I originally felt for journalism has seemingly been clouded by the unconquerable number of GE courses I have suffered through. I feel like this semester will be the start of something great, looking forward to inspiration, and figuring out exactly what I would like to do with the education I am receiving.

Also wanting to study abroad, why not take advantage of the invigorating combination of my undergrad education and exploration? Especially when it is so incredibly accessible,or at least that is how the brochures describe it. We shall see about that.I feel a sense of urgency to make the most of my student loans and this short time when my only real obligation is school. Planning on visiting the international programs office when school starts up again.NEXT WEEK! Also planning on looking in to grad schools. I feel suddenly inspired. I have had this idea that somehow, I should be happy just to take what comes. Why? I am still trying to figure this out, but the more places I go and people I speak with...the more I realize that the world is so much bigger than my limited surroundings and far more accessible than I have imagined.

In the next couple of years I want to:

#1: Go to New York, Chicago, and travel along the East Coast(So much history to be seen!)

#2: Go to Europe!

(2010 Goals)

#3: Have the attitude that "Anything is possible".

*One of my best friends, has the most amazing family. Being around them, just inspires hope and excitement. I swear if any family lives by this motto, it is them. Striving to be more like them!

#4: Figure out what I love: and do it. I'm young, this will come.

#5: Love more, be alone less.

#6: Make at least one friend in each of my classes this semester. No more..."strangers in the night...exchanging glances."


Alright, I think that is it. *whew!
This blog is a marathon of random thoughts, kudos if you have read it all the way through!
(However, I will not blame anyone for skimming)



Also, in need of a new layout. However, I'm not diggin' this new "ready-made" template. I need tech support. STAT! Any suggestions?

Consumerism

Happy October, Hello Fall.

With fall-ish weather in the air(to my delight), I've been thinking of things like: pumpkin patches, oak-glen apple picking, leaves falling...

Oh, and these little beauties:



Amazing, I must have one. But then I thought...if only they came in more fashionable prints.
Then I saw this...



Could they get any better?
Then I saw this...




Oh snuggie, you think of everything!


(I dedicate this blog to Stefanie Lynn*)

Up On the Roof

Warning: although this post is lacking bullet points, it is a list of random things I'm pondering and is meant to be read as if there were in fact, bullet points.
Some use of imagination may be mandatory.

I saw Kings of Leon this weekend, amazing. I co-purchased the tickets for my best gal-pal's 21st(I couldn't legally buy her a drink, so I opted for concert tickets). Thought the seats would be terrible, judging by the venue map. However, they ended up being great, small venue, great acoustics, good show. Apparently the last time they played in San Diego at the same venue, they opened for Bob Dylan. They pointed out that the fact that they were head-lining two years later, was quite surreal.

I think I could eat sushi all day, it's like Subway sandwiches: you eat and then you're starving an hour later.

Is anything better than nutella?(answer: no)

School starts this week, looking forward to that.
The first week, there is always the anticipation of such great possibilities. Then by week two, you realize: the classes are boring, the professor has an accent that rivals our governor in clarity, there is no one cute in any of the five classes you chose, and you have to suffer through a minimum of 16 weeks til your next round of classes start.(And the cycle starts all over again...) I've got the system down.

Nevertheless, looking forward to it.


To exit on a lighter note...



awkwardfamilyphotos.com
(Thank you Crista for the tip)

Daydream Believer

Feeling Nostalgic, like the: "on the verge of tears" thinking about "the good old-days", sort of nostalgic. The kind of nostalgia that creeps up on you, when you're cleaning and come across old photographs. For some reason looking at friends' wedding photos brought it all on. Friends I went to high school with, who were older than myself...but none the less, relatively close to my age, are now husbands and wives. Sure, I've always known that people grow up and move out. Friends go away to school, get jobs in other cities, and end up with lives completely separate from the places and people that they grew up with. Yet, in the last month this fact has really resonated in my heart and mind. In about a month or so, two people that I love dearly will be leaving on their own, separate, life-changing adventures. Both off to college in other cities, not too far from home, but away none the less. The thought of this, kills me. The more I have tried not to think about it, the more time has slipped away and now the change that I've tried to avoid, is right around the corner. I think the hardest thing about these changes, is that I'm not really going to be a part of them. If I was the one going off to school, it would be a different story. I would be expectantly looking forward to wrapping up the Summer, and ushering in a new adventure filled with new experiences and people. However, I am on the other end of the spectrum...at the end of August, the people I spend the most time with(apart from my immediate family), will be gone. Sure there's the weekends and holidays to look forward to, but there is no denying that the distance will change everything. As excited as I am for them, I cannot help but feel a sense of loss and anticipated loneliness.


Which brings me to my next point...
what am I doing with MY life? Currently, I am a student, and I have a job I enjoy. However, in the long run... what am I actually going to do with the major I have chosen. I feel like now that I am about half-way done with my "college" experience, I should have these issues pretty much nailed down.

Needless to say, I'm praying for direction, and clarity in various areas of my life. Relying on God's past faithfulness, knowing that I am His and the plan He has for my life is far greater than any dream or plan I could try to fulfill with my own strength.


Philippians 1:6
"Being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus"

Proverbs 3:5-6
"Trust in the LORD with all your heart,
And lean not on your own understanding;
In all your ways acknowledge Him,
And He shall direct your paths. "

Baby Love

Blessings list:

-NEW CAR!
-Youth girls
-Weekend getaways, with the ladies
-A job I thoroughly enjoy
-Sleepovers with my niece and nephews
-Having my best friend(s) back in the same county, once again
-The dollar theater(I've found that one's expectations of a two-dollar film are a lot lower, leaving less room for disappointment)

Realization:

Whether you are the "dumper" or regrettably on the receiving end, relationships leave a distinct mark upon your heart. Some feelings never dissipate, some hurts never fully heal. Just because you did not "love" does not mean you will not miss what you had or the idea of what could have been. There are so many cons in finding love or searching for it, that the pros often seem distant and unattainable. Not that I'm rushing off to set up an E.harmony account, nor am I speaking from years of experience. However, through friends and brief experiences of my own, I'm learning that the love that my parents and married siblings have found, is something of a novelty and to be expectantly desired in my own life.

A jumble of thoughts of little consequence, on a topic, I barely understand.

Broccoli and Chocolate

I recently spent a good two hours wondering around the Disneyland of grocery stores. Nestled, okay, not exactly nestled; Taking Over a large portion of Irvine's "The District" is the most amazing grocery store I've ever stepped foot into. I suppose calling it a "grocery store" is an understatement, this title alone is not exactly capable of summing up all that is Whole Foods. You want a fresh squeezed carrot+ apple concoction? Juice Bar. Espresso? Coffee Bar. Gelato? Sushi? Tacos? Hamburger? Deli sandwich? The most amazing pastries, cakes, and chocolates? You name it, it most likely has its own isle or restaurant. Whole foods combines the "style" of the food-court in the mall and "feel" of an outdoor market, with the gourmet qualities of Bristol Farms or Gelson's. Sure it has fruits, vegetables, fish& poultry, your standard deli, and all the makings of a run of the mill: Vons, Ralphs, or Albertsons. However, I'm convinced that once you enter Whole Foods, there's no turning back.







A tip...
Try the buffet for lunch, mmmm.
When I think of a buffet, I think Sizzler or Home-town buffet "all you can eat" deals. But I think you'll be pleasantly surprised at all the fun choices: vegan, vegetarian and gluten-free, or for those of you who enjoy "normal" food...they've got that too!


I know this is a bit extreme, a whole blog dedicated to a grocery store? Really? But my, oh my, it was quite a noteworthy experience and I'm convinced that others would also benefit from a visit.

Speak When Spoken To.

It has been a while,and I have a lot of things that are of little, or no importance to ramble about.

I start my first day of training as a teller for Wells Fargo Bank, on Monday.
Should be interesting, I love interacting with people, however, all that money counting... I'm a tad intimidated. It's a new adventure though, long gone are the days of dress selling and smoothie making(maybe not too far gone). Time to look on toward a more grown up future, one that includes business apparel, account managing, and check cashing.

No more pencils, no more books...

I Wrapped up my fourth semester last week.
Slightly disappointed by my grade turn out this semester. No matter how hard I tried, somehow receiving an A, was just not in the cards for me. Every test that I studied longer for, every project I put more effort into, received a B. If I don't try, I get a low B, if I do try, I get a high B. Which leads me to feel as if putting in the extra effort is not truly worth it, since most of my classes are not graded on the plus minus system. So I rarely receive B+ or B-(s). I'm not trying to sound ridiculous here, I am grateful to receive the B's, but you know...I'm shootin' for the stars here...and I'm not even coming close. I just do not appreciate it.

I'm over-joyed at the prospect of my dear friends joining me at Cal State Fullerton in the upcoming Fall or Spring semesters. Blythe, Priscilla, possibly Austin James, and some other freshman that are graduating this month. Yay!

Loathe at first sight...
Those little decals that people can put on their cars, the white stick figures with: the mommy, the daddy, the children, and of course the family pet. You know what I'm talking about. I've also seen little skulls with the same theme, a little skull with a bow, a little dog skull. Really? Today while with some friends, I saw a red mini-van with a similar family of characters strewn across the rear window. Except this family was slightly different than most that I have seen, this one had a man and a woman, with what looked like, 10 assorted animal figures in a straight line. It was like the woman was a "cat-lady" with 5 cats crammed into her apartment, and the guy was a "man's best friend" kind of dude. Together, they made this "our pets are our children" kind of couple. Terrible, Terrible.

Tonight, I went to see one of my youth girls (Carrie, I have youth girls!) perform in her school play. It was cute, fun, witty and at times a bit risque. I bought tickets for five dollars each(not bad), only to find out that since I attend KFC it should have been free. I stifled an FML...and attributed it to being for a good cause, since the production was put on by my former high school. Anyway, half way through the show my companions and I started noting interesting cast members. My favorite: an awkwardly tall kid, who was featured in every scene, and yet, had only one line throughout the entire two hour play. He had long curly locks, that were secured in a pony tail throughout the duration of the play. He slightly resembled Michal Jackson, post plastic surgery make-over, and carried a bright red target purse after the play wrapped. Definitely, a note worthy character indeed.



There is a whole list of things that pop into my head from time to time, and I think..."I want to blog about this." But alas, just when I sit down to share my thoughts via a new post...they seem to escape me at that very moment.
For now, you'll just have to settle for a cross-section of the random thoughts that are currently floating around in my brain.

Cotton

It has come to my attention that cotton, recently adopted Zooey Deschanel as their official spokeswoman. I believe their decision deserves a standing ovation.

Mhhhhm.

Espionage

Just the CUTEST.

The Foreigner

For some reason when I'm at school I feel 100% out of my element. Thrown off guard, aimlessly wondering from class to the library, then back to class. It's really strange, considering the fact that I have spent two days out of every week on campus for the last two years. You think this "freshmen uneasiness" would have lessened by now.
I have a mess of reasons WHY I feel this way, floating around in my head. Yet I cannot thoroughly pin it down, why I STILL have this "stranger passing through" feeling in my own little "homeland" that is my college campus, is a mystery to me. Yet, the less I can identify the source of my foreign state of mind, the worse the feeling gets. As a result of this, I get the idea that I am unwittingly doing things to perpetuate the situation. Accidentally of course, but these incidents materialize themselves in a standard fashion(standard for me, at least), coming in the form of embarrassing, awkward moments.

To name a few:

-Today, I was casually walking from my first class to the Library...as I round the corner and start the ascent to the second floor computer lab: I slam palms down on the stairs. Just my luck, it is the time of day when everyone is heading to their next class, resulting in herds of people jamming the staircases. Which means; a sea of people witnessed my embarrassing episode. Only one guy asked if I was alright, thank you guy in the stairwell for caring.I practically ripped my feet off, and all I could choke out in response was "uhuh, thanks"

-It was the second day of what I have labeled as my "awkward class"(Not awkward due to the subject, but the general atmosphere). Comparative Religions 101, great class...bad moments. The first day of class, I came five minutes before class started and WOULD have had to sit on the ground if one of the guys had not offered to take my place on the ground, and give up his chair.Apparently, chivalry is alive and well.
Anyway, it is the second day of class and I arrive slightly earlier than before and start looking for a seat. All of the sudden, this line of guys in the back row start waving at me and pointing to a seat just in front of them. I was slightly caught of guard, unused to such uncanny attention. I get all nervous, and start stumbling toward the chair, feeling awkward and relatively embarrassed. Then as I am right in front of them, practically seated in "the seat"...I notice they all kind of sigh. Like a disappointed, "oooh". Then I look back to see that their friend is right behind me, then I realize that the waving and gesturing was for him; as was the chair. Then trying to repair things, I start mumbling "Do you want me to move? The chair was for him, right?" Making things MORE awkward and worsening the situation, when one guy replies "No it doesn't matter, whatever you want to do".To my delight, I get to see these same guys EVERY Tuesday and Thursday. Needless to say, I stay clear of all vacant seats within close proximately to them and try to avoid making eye-contact.

-I generally use the school printers for printing my black and white homework assignments, attempting to save my at-home supply of paper/ink for more important assignments, and pay the 5 cents to print stuff at school. On one occasion, I arrive at school early(quite a task for me) and run to the library to print my homework for my next class. I set it all up, and go over to the printer to collect my work. For some strange reason my stuff is not printing, I scan my card to pay the fee, and try to print again and again. Nothing. So I approach the "help-desk", hoping to receive some assistance. I tell the lady my dilemma and she says "She'll TRY to help", it is NOT really her responsibility apparently, I appreciate it none the less. Anyway, we go to the printer and as we're walking up, the kid in front of me prints off something without a hitch. She asks me, "Why is HIS printing?", I try to ignore the irritation in her voice. Then she makes me show her step-by-step what I did, first grade status. I hit print, swipe my card and to my expectation: nothing happens. She looks at the screen closer and says at an embarrassingly high decibel "You Don't have any money, Honey". Apparently, without me noticing, I had run down the balance on my card. She made sure, that everyone on the second floor knew this as well. Mortified.

See what I mean about awkward moments? My, oh my.

Sketch

So I was walking out of work, along the sidewalk, today. Minding my own business. Talking on the phone. When a white SUV with dark windows rolls up, I see someone waving and then they start honking. I think to myself, "perhaps I know this person?". I couldn't really tell, so I keep walking. Then the car pulls to the curb, and is honking. The occupant rolls down their window. I'm thinking "Maybe they need directions". I find out JUST how naive I am, when I back up a few steps and look in the window. I see a guy, leaning across the seat, who yells out "You're beautiful!". I laugh, and let out an "Oh my gosh"(In as rude a tone as I can muster) and walk away. I hear "Wait, Why are you walking away?!"

I keep walking, needless to say.
So sketchy. I feel like a little kid, I'm far too naive.
Maybe it was the honking that threw me off guard.

Home Alone

My parents have been gone for the last two weeks, visiting my brother and his family in North Carolina. This is the second time they've left us to fend for ourselves since we've come of a relatively responsible age. I love it, free reign of the house and cars, no restrictions, no need to keep things too tidy, until D-day when my parents return. Basically, I think if living on my own included a free car, and a free house...I could handle myself quite nicely.

However, I can't say the same for the baby of the family. My younger brother has had a slightly more difficult time adjusting. The guy wants to know where I am every minute of every day, texts me saying that he is "cold and alone", always asks me to come home, and goes into a frenzy when he finds out I'll be home late.

My parents stocked the fridge before they left and gave us food money, we're totally set(and spoiled). But tonight, he was complaining that his arteries are going to become clogged after all the fast food he's been eating. He refuses to buy milk for breakfast(can't afford it, he says) and yet consumes Del Taco like its going out of business.

My, Oh my.
What will I do with him?

Plus sides:
He has been cleaning the kitchen(total new developement). He told me that he knew I didn't mind living in filth, but he could not stand it any longer. Ironic words coming from a 17 year old, mother-proclaimed, slob.

Inside Joke

Do you ever wish that EVERYONE indulged in the same TV shows as you? (If you're Carrie, those shows may include: The Biggest Loser, TopChef, American Dance Team, or any other ridiculous reality show...)
I digress.

However,
I was in a certain scenario today with some of the girls from my work, and a comment about cats and hairballs was made. I was dying for a fellow Office viewer to understand my reference to Angela and her Web-cam. To my disappointment, no one in our little group enjoys the dry humor of my weekly addiction. Sad. I hate those moments, when you're burning with a comical reference from your favorite show, and no one is around to understand or share in a laugh with you. If they were, rest assured they would be LOL or ROFL(a shout out to all you text-abbreviation addicts).

Once again, I've tackled one of the mysteries of life in another pointless blog.