Potential Over-reaction.

Ok, so maybe Nebraska is not that bad. I have gotten to see family that I have missed, I have gotten to eat my grandmother's cooking, and I have started work on my terribly late grad gift. Yes, you read that right. I am working on my graduation gift. Oh well. Such is life.

My aunt and uncle, and mother for that matter, made fun of my blog. I realize that I may have 3 readers. Or less, let's all be honest. But I feel like this blog could potentially change the world... Ok, this blog could potentially change my world.

They said it is an on-line diary. True.

They said no one will actually read it. Also true. See above.

But none the less, I press on!

I hope to achieve the following, in no particular order, with this blog:

• Top Ten lists, because I think they are funny.
• Pictures that chronicle the adventures that I live, one college classroom at a time.
• Tell the world, or my three readers, a little bit about me.
• Expose some of my favorite blogs to others.

SO, that's the game plan.

Here goes nothin.

Uuggghhhh.

Need I say more?

Have a good New Year's Eve friends.

I will be in Nebraska.

Friends from high school that went away for college and I only get to see on breaks, have fun.

I will be in Nebraska.

I am not as negative as it may come across, I am just slightly bummed that...

I will be in Nebraska.

Let me tell you a little bit about why I am the way I am...

These two girls.

B & S

(the names have been altered to protect the wonderful... But it is slightly ironic that their initials together are BS...)

I have been in the same class with them since, well, forever.

They know me better than I know me...

They eat the purple SweetTarts (heaven help them) because they know I won't touch the nasty things, and they know that a Diet Coke and a box of Sour Patch Kids can cure all sickness.

When we graduated, I cried. When B went off to OSU and left S and I to fend for ourselves in Edmond, I cried.

(Above is one of my favorite pictures of us of all time.)

To think about what life would be without them makes me want to cry.

But obviously I won't actually cry, because that would be foolish, and people don't actually cry when they think about their best friends as they write their blog... Right?

As truly sick as this picture is, it had to be posted.

Life is a party, and these two have partied with me the hardest...

(In a strictly youth group/OCA/OC appropriate way, of course)

I love you two more than diet coke and sour patch (adolescents) combined :-)

Ok, so this is it.

I told myself blogs were dumb....

I would never buy into that stupid craze...

Then I started reading 1 blog... which turned into 2 blogs... which quickly became like 20 blogs.

And then my dear friend Ky started blogging.

And here I am.

It won't be much.

My spelling and punctuation are horrible.

But here I am, take it or leave it.

(PS- I almost signed off like Gossip Girl, but I will refrain.)

Until next time.