Florida Livin'

So I haven't written in a MINUTE. Sorry. Craziness has happened in my life...luckily that allowed for more chances to embarrass myself.

This summer I am living in Jacksonville, FL where I have an internship in Orientation at Jacksonville University. Man was I excited to get out of the rain in Seattle. The one drawback to being in Florida this summer is the lack of a car. Myself and the other interns are literally stuck on campus because there is nothing worth walking to around JU. It is also a SKETCH area. But the campus is only a 20 minute drive to the beach so on the days we can find a ride there, I like living here.

On the first weekend in Jax, my roommates and I were desperately trying to go to the beach. We exhausted all of our personal resources and settled on the boat dock to catch some rays. We were there for about an hour until it became too hot to bear. I was on the phone talking to a friend when I hear a loud splash and my roomates screaming. One was yelling "Owww I hit my head!" I was scared she hit her head on the rock and got a concussion so I ran over and offered my hand to pull her out. She pulls my arm and then I too slip into the nasty river with my cell phone in hand. The rocks were so slippery we did not know how we were going to get out. I deciede to have one girl throw us flip flops so we could walk on the rocks and pull ourselves up onto the dock. The plan worked but we had to call the on-duty staff member to come bring us first aid because we had cut our feet open. He could not believe we had gone in the river.

I am now on my 5th week here and I have never gone back to that river. I also did not have a phone for my first week of overnight orientation. Typical me.

That scared the BEJESUS outta me!!

A new one! Yes!

On my way to Oregon a few weeks ago, my friends and I decided to grab a quick bite to eat. We all could not decide what we wanted so we parked the car in the middle of about 5 fast food restaurants. I went and grabbed Chinese food at Panda Express and I met my friends at Arby's. A hysterical chain of events occurred the moment I walked into that Arby's. My friends were ordering curly fries and all of a sudden we heard someone scream "THAT SCARED THE BEJESUS OUTTA ME!" I have NEVER heard someone seriously say "bejesus." We were all hysterical laughing at the fact that someone had seriously said that word.

It was also kind of chilly that day and one of the guys we brought with us had a blanket from the car wrapped around him in Arby's. I decided I was cold also so I tried to steal the blanket from him. This was not going to work. He is a foot taller than me. I pulled with all my might and all of a sudden I was slowly falling backwards. I landed on my back still clenching onto the blanket. Everyone was stunned. The 3 of us started laughing so hard. I tried to run out the door and my friend closed the door on me at the last second causing me to trip on my way out! It was not my most graceful moment. I am also sure that the Arby's staff can now watch me fall on video as many times as they want.

Sliders. Literally.

Last year a new bar opened up by my school. Its name was Sliders. It was a smaller sports bar in the downtown district by my school. For the grand opening they were giving out free drinks for ladies. If any place is giving me free drinks I am guaranteed to be there. So I went with my usual crew. Typically, we have a drink or two before we go out but this time we weren't. We arrived and the second I stepped in Sliders I realized how slippery the floors were. I instantly went into ice skating mode and did not pick up my feet in fear of slipping in the over crowded bar. Every sorority had heard about the ladies are free night and you literally could not move in the bar. My friends and I realized we were not getting a drink upstairs and decided to proceed to the lower level in hope of a secret bar. I took two steps down the stairs and next thing I know I was flying in the air and the I landed on my butt. The stairs were slippery too! We were all hysterical laughing. It took me about 5 minutes to get up because I was laughing so hard. Sliders was such an appropriate name.

Lately.

I haven't written in a MINUTE. My life has been crazy. I feel like reflecting this morning instead of writing about my embarrassing moments. I have been really into soaking up life lately. Living it up in my twenties. Experiencing a new city and the people in it. I have been reading blogs that I can relate to. The ones that are telling me it is okay to go nuts on the weekends and have those rookie mistakes and that it is okay not to have everything together because I am only 22. They have been making me feel a lot better. They make me feel great about making a decision and running with it. Everyone who is my age should be doing it. Here are some of my favorite excerpts:

"But your twenties aren’t exactly real life yet. Your employer finds it hilarious/expects you to be hungover most days. They always lament how they, “miss those days” of care free sex and rampant horrible behavior. If you have a job at all, people tell other people that, “Drew’s doing great.” You still wear halloween costumes with reckless abandon. You’re not quite ready to let go yet. And that’s the way it should be. Live out the glory days." -Rocket-Shoes


"Be really attractive. Your acne is gone, your face has matured without having wrinkles and everything on your body is lifted naturally. Eat bagels seven days a week, binge-drink and do drugs: you’ll still look like a babe. When you turn thirty, it’ll become a different story but that’s, like, not for a really long time."

"Move into an apartment on the corner of Overpriced and Dangerous. Sleep on a bare mattress with an Ikea comforter. Your mother talks to you about buying a top sheet and a duvet cover but feel like you’re not mature enough to own something called “duvet."-Ryan O'Connell of Thought Catalogue


Have a day of randomness. It always feels good. Not everything needs to be planned out. The days that are my favorite are the ones where I do not know what I will do, but whatever it is I know I am always having an adventure.

Did You Have a Nice Trip? See You Next Fall!!

I hate that joke.

It was a good day for a jog. My friend Jamie and I decided to go for one. (Jamie is ALWAYS there when I have a moment like this. Thank goodness she is in China for the next two years because every time I am with her something happens like this). We were running around campus, only a 1.5 mile loop, nothing serious. We turned the corner onto College Ave. This is the stereotypical college street where everyone is walking or catching their bus on. We were getting towards the front of College Ave Gym which also serves as the main College Ave bus stop. There are about 7 buses which stop here to unload and reload. As we were passing this area a really crowded bus had stopped to let all of the riders off. I was not looking down and the sidewalk was a bit uneven. All of a sudden I was flying through the air and then I slammed on the ground. I fell straight to the ground and laid there for at least a minute to figure out what had happened and how it happened so fast. When I realized where I was and what had happened I realized that people had been getting off the bus to see me tripping and falling straight to the ground. I was mortified. BUSES WERE UNLOADING and I was lying there covered in gravel. Jamie was hysterical laughing at me. When I got up I realized my knee was bleeding. I was a hot mess and everyone was watching me.

Code Red.

So I had just gotten out of class at good ol' RU. It just so happened to be one of the middle of the day classes so you would have to rush to the bus stop to try to squeeze onto a bus like a sardine. You also have to strategically place yourself on the sidewalk to try to be right in front of the door when it opened. It takes a few semesters, but by junior year....you are usually an expert at getting a spot on the bus. So there I was, standing, strategically placed on the sidewalk, talking on my cell phone to a friend. I saw my bus coming in the distance. I held my ground. No one was getting in front of me. I was so close to the edge of the sidewalk that if I had taken two steps forward I may have been run over mean girls style. The bus slowed right in front of me and I heard a loud POP. About a second later I felt all wet. It was a sunny day and there was no way I could have gotten so wet so fast. There were no hoses or sprinklers around. I looked down and I was covered in a red sticky substance. What the hell? It smelled really sweet. I looked down and saw a Mountain Dew Code Red bottle right under the tire of the bus. The bus had ran over a bottle of Code Red and it had exploded ALL OVER me.

The doors to the bus suddenly opened right in front of me, just as I had planned. Standing on the other side of the door was a close friend of mine staring at me and wondering why I was covered in red. I climbed the stairs of the bus and told him what had happened and I was laughed at the whole way back. I went through the rest of the day and my 3 classes smelling sweet and feeling sticky. It was the worst.

Damn the static cling!

During a chilly Saturday in New Jersey, I was on a brisk walk to meet my old roommate. Her house was only about 3 blocks. I arrived at one of the bigger intersections in the city, a place where you could bump into anyone on campus. I saw a boy from a distance I had had a fling with a year back. I did not feel like seeing him or talking to him. I just wanted to avoid him. The coast was clear and I could jet across the street without having to say a word. I began to make my move and noticed something green by my shoe. I ignored it. I took a few more steps and I noticed it was getting bigger. I looked down and a green thong from my laundry had clung on the inside of my pants and was now coming out of my pant leg. I had to bend over in the middle of the street pick it up as smoothly as possible. Now I was holding a thong in the middle of the busy street! I threw it in my bag and did not look back.