lucky

trying to get a job is hard. way harder than i thought it would be. never in my life have i so wanted to just get lucky. i'm starting to think that's how you get a job: you just get lucky. as the old southern phrase goes, i'm stuck between a rock and a hard place: i'm either overqualified or underqualified for all the jobs i've been applying for. i either have too much education or not enough experience, so i'm broadening my horizons. in the last two days i've applied to be a credit manager, a financial aid counselor, an admissions counselor, a hotel assistant manager, a hotel office manager, an insurance salesperson, and a football secretary. i've got to get lucky at some point, right?! wells fargo, furman university, converse college, marriott, liberty mutual, aaa - someone's got to hire me...

a few of my favorite things

for one reason or another, the sound of music classic "a few of my favorite things" has been stuck in my head for quite a while. in an effort to force my mind to move on, i am going to post a list of my favorite things. in random order:

1. ice cream
2. reese's cups
3. laughing until i snort
4. acts of service
5. home-cooked meals
6. organizing
7. pictures
8. sunglasses
9. sporcle
10. blogs
11. chick-fil-a lemonade
12. dark chocolate
13. music
14. basketball
15. writing
16. water
17. the beach
18. texting
19. winter coats
20. scarves
21. earrings
22. sweatpants
23. basketball shorts
24. shoes
25. hot chocolate
26. movies
27. moe's
28. cards
29. pandora
30. calendars
31. instyle magazine

whoops!

my friend chris is allergic to peanuts. like really allergic. he's accidentally eaten peanuts twice during the three years i've known him, and both times he had to go to the hospital. he now has to wear this super cool (read: totally uncool) allergy bracelet. anyway, i always remember that he's allergic to peanuts because, as you all know, i also have food allergies. (thankfully, mine are not as reactive as chris's.) but, sometimes, i forget what i'm doing or that what i'm eating has peanuts in it. for example, friday night, chris, brittni, sam e, walt, and i decided to go get some snacks at walmart. one last midnight adventure for brit, sam, and me since we were graduating the next morning. brittni drove, and sam rode shot gun. that put me sandwiched between chris and walt in the backseat. not that i minded. on the ride home, we wasted no time and broke out the snacks we'd purchased and started eating. i, of course, had chosen ice cream. peanut butter cup ice cream. we're all eating and laughing and hanging out. then chris starts talking about how sticky his fingers are. (he had also chosen ice cream... and popsicles... and gum.) my fingers were sticky too, so i chimed in as well. then, in an effort to prove how sticky my fingers were, i stuck them to the side of chris's face. he immediately started yelling about how i was trying to kill him, and that's when i realized that my fingers were sticky because they were covered in ice cream that was full of peanut butter. whoops! probably not the best idea to stick my peanut butter ice cream covered fingers to the face of a peanut allergic boy. i started profusely apologizing. not sure how i thought an apology was going to fix the damage. then i insisted that he wash his face once we returned to campus. luckily, my sticky fingers did not cause an allergic reaction, and i am happy to report that chris is fine. fine enough to repeat the story to everyone the next day at graduation. and make fun of me... ruthlessly. i guess i can't really complain, though, because had the tables been turned, i would have made fun of him too. in the words of chris, gotta love a friendship that can handle a little bit of "joshin."

it's official

i am officially an alum of presbyterian college. it's crazy to think that i am no longer a college student. i don't think the reality of it all has hit me yet. but it will. i would love to post more about today's momentous occasion, but i am exhausted. stay tuned for more information soon.

bittersweet

beginning my own blog is bittersweet for me. it's bitter because it recognizes an end to not only my shared blog with amanda, but also to my college years. it's sweet because it rings in a new era of my life. an era i like to call the real world. join me on my adventure.