How to tackle your to-do list

Have you ever found yourself full of exciting opportunities and responsibilities, but completely overwhelmed by the number of bullets adding up on your to-do list?

We’ve all been there- saying “yes” to every offer, trying to make the most of your time (especially college!), and ending up with one big mess of a task load. Saying yes to everything is an issue in itself, but we can leave that for another day. Given the work you have, how do you manage your time? Unless you get into the right mindset, you’re far more prone to feeling anxiety and getting less done.

This summer I’ve decided to take on two internships and it’s been an absolute blast. I love both jobs, all of the people I work with, and the feeling I get after a long day of work. Never have I felt so fulfilled- but also exhausted. Even though I’m smiling on my walk home, I sometimes can’t sleep as I’m running through to-do lists and things I forgot to do at the end of the day. These are the ways that I keep my head on my shoulders and get everything done:

Prioritize, Don’t Multitask

Everyone finds themselves in the position where the boss is asking you to do three things at once, your roommate is asking you to pick up dinner tonight, and your mom won’t stop calling you. Instead of trying to deal with these things simultaneously- stop. Think about what needs to get done now and what can wait. The end result? You’ll probably get it all done faster than you would’ve if you’d tried to do it all.

This works differently for every person. I like to break up tasks by what kind of mindset I need to be in to complete the work. Instead of completing my work for one internship before starting work for the other, I do all of my creative work at once (writing, design) and all my more technical work (analyzing data, working with spreadsheets) separately. Some people don’t function like that- and that’s okay. Find what works for you!

Carve Out Time to Relax

Right around midterms, I felt completely distraught and overwhelmed by the amount of work I had. I found myself aimlessly wandering all the way up to the Empire State (I lived about 25 blocks downtown) and calling my mom to get some guidance. After venting for about 20 minutes, she calmly asked me: “When’s the last time you went to Central Park?” Confused, I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had time to travel that far uptown. It was then that she prescribed her best remedy for my stress- 2 hours of Central Park a week.

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Apps Help

I’m a firm believer that some apps out there are doing really great things to help make peoples lives easier. Some of them are a little pointless, but many of them have helped my productivity skyrocket. One that I use constantly for work assignments is Trello. It’s an easy way to keep track of the status of assignments that a group is working on. It works on the computer and as an app on your phone and it’s saved the day with many group assignments.

As simple as they may seem, I’m an avid fan of the Reminders and Notes apps that come on every iPhone. They’re so simple and straightforward- easy for jotting down those pesky thoughts in the back of your head that just need to be written down.

And last but not least, the holy grail of productivity apps: Acompli. This app combines email, calendar, contacts, and files in a way that changed the way I organize. Everything’s there with a really beautiful interface. My Acompli app sits right between Messages and Safari on my bottom row- yep, we’re on that level.

Listen to Motivational Music

That means different things for everyone. When I really need to sit down and get in the groove, EDM and hip hop just don't do it for me- I get my best work done to Ingrid Michaelson. I can’t explain it, but as I write this post I have Ingrid’s Spotify profile on shuffle. Maybe her soft lyrics don’t help you, and that’s okay! Just find the music that makes you want to hustle and save it. Use it when it’s crunch time. You’ll be doing your work with a smile on your face and the tunes will serve as grease for when the gears in your brain get stuck.

Making playlists is generally very important. Make a playlist for walking to important meetings, for celebrating a success, for picking yourself up when something doesn’t work out. Music soothes the soul, especially when you pick it for yourself! Ditch the Top 100 playlist and mix it up with what makes your ears happy.

PS- I’m also mildly obsessed with Lo-Fang. Check out his music, it’s super calming!

Write it Down

If I had to pin down the one way I keep it all together, it’s writing everything down. Whether it’s on the sticky notes on my desk or the Notes app on my phone, I make sure that at the end of the day I can look at all the little thoughts I had and figure out what needs to get done. The same goes for plans- if it's not in my calendar, it doesn't exist.

A lot of people like apps that sync notes across your phone and computer, but personally it just doesn’t work. I can count on the fact that I have 10 minutes to organize my thoughts before I go to bed every night. I can’t count on there being wifi every time I need to write something down or access the list. And if you’re anything like me, your brain buzzes at a million miles a minute. The best way to slow all those thoughts down is to get them out of your brain rand onto a piece of paper- even a virtual iPhone one.

-via Lori Berenberg

Love on Lori some more: Instagram / Twitter 

The downside to being young:

When were young, were dying at the thought of only being able to drive to dates without our parents in the car. As a 30, flirty, and thriving lady, it only makes sense to crave the days when our biggest problem was choosing a skip it or playing house at recess. Let it be known, people tell me all the time how I don't look old enough for college - how I am probably about 17. Thanks y'all. What people don't know is that I'm most times mature for my age despite sending whiney drunk texts....I've been through things a lot of people haven't. Not anything life threatening, but stuff you only hear about in life time movies. NOT THE ONE ABOUT DJ TANNER GETTING KILLED BY WEIRD BOYFRIEND. This one.

What I'm trying to get at is being at the awkward age before getting my first official apartment and paying loans (VOM CITY) and being too old to hang out at the local friendly's on a friday night. See what I mean, awkward age gap. I just want to know why at this point in life, EVERYTHING IS A BIG DEAL AND MUCHOS DRAMATIC. A guy doesn't talk to me, let me go cry about it, take some shots at noon and work out to hardcore rap. Not that it happened or anything...

I then found this quote when I was not behind my steering wheel listening to dramatic songs that all ironically came on shuffle. Blame the car -not me.

And thats what I call truth with a side of the emoji that looks like your trying to preach shenans. How many times do we (okay maybe just me) let the silly stuff DEFINE WHO WE ARE. We are better than a stupid guy ending it with us because he's too busy (more like 2pretty4u). We are stronger than the math final because honestly, will this matter in about 3 years? EFF NO. And we are prettier than we try to make ourselves seem on social media platforms. Don't let a bad grade, loser, or lack of makeup define your day. Cool? Gucci. 

You Deserve a Sexy Summer! | Sponsored

After the ridiculously yuck weather on the East Coast this winter, we all deserve to take full advantage of the heat this summer. And yes, that includes sizzling hot sex (yo to the lo). It’s basically science that summertime is the best time for lovin’. Everyone is more relaxed, we all wear less clothing, and we have more free time. Maybe you landed an internship with minus the freedom of skipping off to the beach to scope out the hot surfer dudes. First of all, way to be responsible. Internships are great resume and reference builders. And hey, maybe there’s a hottie who’s also interning. Not suggesting you do anything unethical, but perhaps he has some friends he can introduce you to. Just sayin’ *winky face*.

If you’re in a committed relationship, the warm weather can work for you too. In an article for Chatelaine, relationships therapist Joan Marsman reminds us that “Romance is a lifestyle.” The article, Four Ways to Inspire Summer Romance with Your Partner, offers tips that apply all year-round. She encourages breaking your routine, and summer is prime time to do so! The obvious would be to take a trip together, but if that’s outside your budget, keep it simple. Take advantage of the longer days by just spending more quality time together. Less class means less homework. The slower pace will put you both at ease, which is sure to lead to more romance. And who doesn't enjoy that?

If you’re single be open to the possibilities. The warm summer nights are electrifying and anything goes. Plus people are ready to awaken from their hibernating state and get loose. If you don’t know where to meet someone, literally go anywhere outside—it’s impossible to not meet a guy...or like ten. The beach, backyard barbecues, outdoor concerts, even dive bar patios (#trendy)—all are great places to turn up the heat. Her Campus points out that a single summer doesn’t mean a man-free summer. Au contraire, according to The 5 Best Things about Being Single This Summer, if you’re not tied down to one you can have a good time with many! Just be safe and it’s sure to be a hot one!

Whether you’re taken or single, make this summer one you’ll never forget. If you’re looking to spend your break relaxing with your partner, get things started with a massage gel that doubles as a lubricant. Try new things, inside and outside of the bedroom. One woman who takes that expression to heart is Dr. Kat, resident sexologist at Adam and Eve. Dr. Kat encourages outdoor sex and in this video she shares tips for where and how to do it right. She suggests keeping a blanket on hand in case the opportunity for an impromptu love sesh arises. This brings all new meaning to fun in the sun and is sure to make lasting memories for you and your guy. Hello scandalous!!!!

Even if you have a full-time internship or are taking a few classes over summer session, don’t forget that this could be your last real summer. Do you want to look back twenty years from now and regret? Maybe your summer plans don't involve a dude, but whatever your goals, get out there and get happy! Whether it’s a summer of romance, hook-ups, or reading by the pool, enjoy it.

Single or taken, make it yours mama's!

Main Street, U.S.A

Here ye, here ye. Or in todays rap music: Ay bay bay. Regardless, remember me? I had an awesome giveaway live on the blog last week and here I am, a week later, well rested (actually scratch that, I need a mental health day from life), and stressed with the amount of shenanigans I have to put up with in the next 12+ hours. My post is going to be NOWHERE as awesome as Erin's, but I'll try I promise. So while everyone on the east coast was dealing with freezing weather, I was soaking up the sun with Minnie and my homie, Belle.

Unfortunately Mr. Camera decided to either play a solid game of hide and seek (come out already..), or else a angry ogre stole my camera. Good luck with that one considerings it's endless Disney pictures AND MY FACE.

The best:
Park: Hollywood Studios (We went on Monday according to our App)
Show: Beauty and the Beast, clearly / Laugh Room / The Great Movie Ride
Food: The Mickey Ice Cream Sandwiches
Meal in general: Wolfgang Puck (@ Downtown Disney)
Temperature: 86* (why don't I live in Florida?)
Fastpass: Helped beat the crowds A CRAP TON. If you stay at any main Disney Resort, you get to have access to FastPass up to weeks before your arrival!

The worst:
Park with crowds: Magic Kingdom, of course.
Park in general (personal opinion): Animal Kingdom (Never liked it as a kid)
Ride/Attraction: A Bugs Life. As a kid, I went to that show and felt things at my toes and a pinch in my back. I also hateeee insects so this show has never done it for me. I left screaming, just like I did when I was 5.
Food: @ Hotel (we stayed off Disney Property)
Airline: SOUTHWEST. Despite free bags which is great because I pack too much for even a day away from my closet. But the fact you have to standby and check in to reserve your number. Like excuse me let me leave my important meeting because it's 24 hours before my flight and I need to make sure I get a seat. Also my staff was rude. So BYEBYE. Clearly, I left pissed and never wanting to fly them again - but let's be real I probably will.

Misc/Advice:
-Although it may be cheaper to stay off property, you might not want to. We lost a ton of time at the parks because our hotel's bus schedule was the opposite of convienient. I promise you staying on site is much better.

-Every year I go to Universal, not Disney because the fast pass system (If you stay at their hotels you get fast pass for EVERY ride). Disney finally got this system going, but it's frustrating to have to wait in the long line then plan your day out because of the wait times. I was only there for a long weekend so I had a day at each park....didn't get to ride the best stuff (i.e Toy Story Mania) because of wait times!!!!)

-I didn't get the Disney Experience App, however I did get the Disney WaitTimes App. Still not sure how accurate it truly was but it had a 'crowd forecast' to tell us which days to avoid what park and I'm pretty sure it helped me out in the end!

-GET CREPES IN PARIS. GET MANY. And send them to me via mail. Or just come over.

Be in the best possible place you can be!

Vest/Heart bangle: ShopLately.com

Watch: Arvowear

Sunnies: Charlotte Russe

Top: TJ Maxx

Jeans: Pacsun

Flats: Target

I've about 2/4th succeeded with fashion posts. Meaning I'm really getting good at bribing my brother to take pictures for my blog, even when he throws a fit about it for twenty minutes and I'm like hi it could be over by now. Things I still need to work on include but not limited to: a good location and sunny weather. I mean my garage is a work of art, I know...

Shoplately.com was awesome enough to provide me with some of their amazing products! While searching, I came across the cutest beanies, coats, and rompers (and we all know how much I love rompers). I ended up going for accessories, because that's something my style needs to do some SERIOUS studying with. So how did I do?

In other news...

Have you read Whit's #ProjectSelfLove posts? They remind me of high school. Meaning, I was in a youth group where almost every damn event (they still do to this day, trust me I help plan them) usually involved some soft Jack Johnson (i.e Banana Pancakes), dimmed lights, candles in the shape of a flower, and a shit ton of markers/sharpies/writing shenanigans that float your boat. Usually it would range from writing on mirrors, paper crowns, and candle holders. We would write our own flaws on them (that could be washed/taken away) and then pass around in a circle, each girl one by one writing about what positive attributes were in each girl. Many of us would take it seriously and not just write the generic pretty, happy, fun, loving and would expand on that. Some of us, depending on the person would write our inside jokes involving hot guys, the time we were asking random guys at the beach for their numbers, and other things that just never made sense but only to you two. You know what I mean? So as we were passing our item of such around, we were either too caught up in writing to our best friends that we love her, or worrying (if were new to the group) what people will say about us. Granted no one has the guts to write mean things since it's all about loving - but its also we are always worried about how others will perceive us.

But I really think it matters who you are around, when you look at you. When I'm with a group of friends, I can be loud. I don't mind at all being the leader of the group, making decisions and making people laugh. When I meet a guys friends for the first time? Chances are I'll feel insecure, which leads to them judging me more (which is a shame and why he has gone by by anyway). I was worried the people he was close with would think I'm weird for not talking, and it turns out, he was just as worried which made it SO much worse. I knew he was worried and I didn't feel like I was up to par with his standards. I was insecure because I didn't feel cool/"good" enough. But what does that even mean? 

At school this semester, I keep to myself. I truly put on my Jewish American Princess (Jappy) persona and think I'm better than everyone at my community college. I'm only there to learn and leave to come home and take care of my own life that doesn't involve making fun of others in class like most people still somehow do. I was partnered up with a girl in my sociology class and the question was how do our school mates perceive us? She told me I was quiet, thus making me insecure, again. I mean, I know I'm quiet you truly don't have to tell me but thats not who I am when I am me. When I'm in my zone.

When I'm in my zone, I can make anybody laugh, feel confident (usually because of what I'm wearing), and just have a blast, and frankly, thats the life I always want to live - A happy one!

Feeling down about yourself? Put on your hottest outfit (no judgement if it includes scandalous things), do your hair, and take some selfies because DAMN MA YOU LOOK GOOD. 

Be in your zone - it's the best place you can be! 

I was compensated for this post, however all opinions of Shoplately.com are my own.

Your Body Is a Wonderland

Because nothing says HAPPY TUESDAY like some good ole Dear Diary type 'a post. 

There is a boy. No nothing serious I swear on my entire life and a half. Ever seen friends with benefits? They get together, play tennis (not really), are similar, hang out because they are similar, and eventually fall in love. So I have someone like that....minus the eventual falling in love. 

Well that's the part I've been trying to figure out FOR THE PAST FIVE YEARS OF OUR FRIENDSHIP. Luckily enough, despite our growing up, he's always been a constant thing in my life. Maybe I've just been a typical girl person who craves his attention because it makes me feel like a VIP, but strip down his flirty with every girl ego, I'm probably one of the few that know him best. We've even helped each other with relationship problems, he's helped me study(...), and my mom somehow always loved him. Perfecto, si?

My sweet 16 was Gatsby themed, can't you tell?

No. No no no no no. 

I hate that he's older than me  because obvi like every other guy, he's more immature than a boy in healthy class squirming and hiding in his giggles about those damn puberty documentaries from the 70's.  We talk, and can talk for hours, but about what? Er, usually nothing. And about friends with benefits because we watched it together (cliché move girl!!), and it's us. 

Another thing is, I think he's great and there are days I want to be like ok so when are you going to date me (but they really only happen when I realize that my single days are a struggle), and then I realize he is not the one. I don't see him being my boyfriend - supporting my decisions, which is #1 on my list besides make me smile and not meeting him on tinder. How can you be with someone who doesn't support you and your goals? YA CAN'T. I'm not saying he really can't, I guess I just don't see it happening with him because at the end of the day, thats what matters most to me.

Here's to figuring out whatever the frig the future holds. 

Bottoms up. Capri suns only.

What's your #1 must have in your partner? If they didn't have it, would you still be willing to try?

Nothing lasts forever (except wine)

Nothing like starting the new week by going ape shit and ranting.

The thing I don't get about my generation is that we are so focused on words, and not the meanings behind them. We see our friends say "wow best boyfriend ever [insert flower and chocolate pictures here...vom]" as well as a nice "baby, I love you forever and ever. Always my number one" bullshit.

At this point, being the age I am (Maybe I'm just too cynical as well), nothing lasts forever. I'd say a mere 2% of things at my age would last forever. Those being: wine, and pizza lunchables. I also may or may not be writing this post out of anger, but really besides the point.

The love interest? Sure, he's great to look at and MAYBE holds the title of "man in the street but a freak in the bed" (thanks for that great line, usha-baby), but is he really going to be there 2 years, even 1 year from now? Don't be wasting your precious time on the duder who keeps playing 3rd grade games with your noggin. My advice is ditch the dud and focus on you. If you're reading this, you are a blogger (probably.....). If you are a single blogger who is as cynical and sad/angry at the world (AT THIS MOMENT), then just remember that you are here not wasting your time on the losers, waiting for the right one, and in the mean time? Grab a drink, go on tinder (NO, DONT DO IT), and get into doing the things that make your heart skip a beat and make you feel so very proud of yourself that you could potentially get a new girl scout badge on your little vest.

If you are looking for a sign to change your life for the better, THIS IS IT.
Kidding, I don't have my life together more than you so just keep doing you.
And remember to love the little things in life. At the end, they are much more important than the things you cloud/stress your head with.

The best friend from high school? Sure the chances of her being by your side taking your last tequila shots before being wifed-up-Wonda is muccccch higher than her freaking out on you prom weekend and telling you she hopes you get pregnant. You're saying this only happened to me? Right on!!!!! We I learned after graduation that everyone is eager to start new things in their lives and clean slate that shit. I, of course, like anyone, had shit I wanted to leave in the past, too.

Alright, I'll wait while you go grab your hidden gems of "emo" playlists, zebra red print hot topic pants and Cute Is What We Aim For top. Ya ready? Life doesn't last forever either, homie. Roll with the punches and get a copious amount of sleep each night. Sleep is gods way of saying hey girl, you partied your butt off this weekend (strained a muscle or two) but hey let me tell you to go to sleep so I can figure out how (un)successful tomorrow will be, deuces. I imagine my god sort of like Drake so....

Also, FYI: school eventually does end. Three cheers for optimism!!!!

For now? I'll stick to blogging, Yoncé blasting with the windows down, and the longing (aka countdown) for summer blackouts tailgates/concerts.

I don't know about you but this is my vow. A vow to get the eff over losers and focus on all the things that are important to me and my future. Gym anyone?!


Thanks for listening, diary. Knew I could count on you. 
-Sunshiney Rach

(how to) dodge that stage 5 clinger tonight

A last post of 2013? 2013 couldn't be complete until I posted one last time about guys. No really, the mother earth told me she would hold back a clock or two until I blogged about the male species once more. A ton of you are going out tonight (and by a ton I mean all the worlds population), putting on your drunky pants, NYE-guy goggles, pregaming to some Timber (you do this too, right?) and grabbing your best friends closer as the creepy guy who keeps buying you drinks 'party boy's' on your sweet it's-almost-time-for-the-ball-to-drop ass.

If you are taken, g-d bless your damn soul and be thankful you don't have to deal with the crazies.

But for all you people who don't have a ring on no finger, or your 'married'/'in a relationship' with your bestie on Facebook (It's 2014 [WEIRD TO SAY], do people still do this?), just make sure to follow these guidelines.

Buddy system. You've been doing it since before you can even remember. You're mother told you to ALWAYS make sure to bring a friend with you when going out to the local bowling alley on a friday night with your glittered limited-too purse in hand, right? So why would it be different now? The worlds an odd place, and you never know what could be out there. Creepy, but then again, it's just a girl thing. Are you even a girl if you don't do this? Also, flagging away guys when saying something along the lines of oops, I gotta go pee is a great escape plan. 100% effective as seen from recent studies (Source: My own damn life). 

Lesbihonest, dance floor edition. We all love to shake what our mothers have given us, practice improve our grinding skills (VOM) on that tall hunk of random man-ness. Until he starts grabbing you and you get some chilly ass vibes. And I mean the vibes that he either has a voodoo doll of you on his nightstand or he's secretly a wizard, turns you into a leprechaun and sticks you in a cage in his pocket. First degree chills right there. My plans when this happens? It's usually along the lines of dancing like a crazy person and producing absolute nonsense with your partner in crime. Not only is is fun, but guys realize you basically have slim to non 'hot' dance moves. Which I don't mind (sometimes). And they are out of there faster than you can think 'Have I seen you on tinder before?'

Can I has yo number? Really, bless YOUR soul and check your sanity on a sanity-monitor (totes a thing...) because lady, if he's creepy you step away, no matter how many shots of fireball were truly consumed. Or cups of wine. Because I like wine. #Cla$$y. If you decide that your drunk goggles are truly to blame and not your brain thinking it's okay to make bad decisions, just remember that you're obvi on the buddy system. Your great escapes can include: 1) Awkwardly wave off into the distance at a stranger (that's far enough for him to not creep, either) and pretend its your boyfriend who just went to get you more fireball shots. 2) Pretend you really can't hear him because the new Christina Agulara song about her body or something is playing and you shriek to your friend like a five year old girl getting the chance to meet one direction and you pull a 'sneak under the table' type scenario and run into the crowd on the dance floor. Is it obvious that I've experienced this before and always think about my options to scadaddle? 

There you have it. Before you hand the bouncer your ID (fake or not...), remember to clean off your drunk goggles extra freaking good tonight (spit on it a little, or something), buy handcuffs (only a suggestion) so you don't loose your 'buddy', and get your dancing pants on. Or a cute sparkly skirt is preferable, too. 

Bring in the new year creepy guy/cling free.

Have a good one, you all rock to the stars and back.

See you next year. Ha ha.

The trouble with up is there's always a down..

Life is better when you're silly. Life is also better when you are enjoying it and living in the moment. Being that the new year is TOMORROW, I've been thinking about 2013 and how much of a gigantic freaking blur it was for me, but good or bad, I'm pretty darn happy with how everything turned out.

As far as 'the goods' go, it's pretty darn good. Kiddycup update goes as follows, for all you #TEAMKC fans. Because quite frankly, I think it's all of you. and your grandmas, and your best friends you talk about your internet (i.e blog) friends to. Psh, don't be denying over here.
1. He brought up to me that he deleted his tinder. Aaaaand I still sit with mine downloaded on my phone, but have no fear, I haven't been on in days. Dang, I suck.
2. He said that we are 'dating' but not official (without me asking). Alright maybe I owe this one to the blogstalking, if he does his stalking...
3. He told me he'd buy me chocolate covered gummy bears. Freaking keeper of my heart forever in my eyes.

The reason I'm writing this weird post starting off with 'life is better when your silly' is because you know it, too. You live once, live it up. Now I don't think those are some Drake lyrics #YOLO. Spending my last weekend in 2013 with Kiddycup was grande. Ha, see what I did there......I'm waiting....*cricket cricket* We went to the mall because guys love when girls pick out their clothes for them, and it was a solid bonding experience for us, too. Here's where it gets funny. I mean it too. Like funny as in when I was kissing him afterwards and even to me brushing my teeth, it made me giggle.

So, he told me to get to the restaurant we wanted to eat at, we had to go up a level. Behold: our gaze met the shiny germ infested escalator. Being that we were flirting and so in the moment of each others company we just figured we would ya know just walk up to the escalator and go up on our merry ways. Well, sadly the next part? We weren't even drunk. Hand in hand, we tried going up the escalator. I took two steps on each step and was wondering 1. Why I wasn't going anywhere 2. Why the eff am I tripping and looking like a loon. Obv, Kiddycup stumbled too. It took us about a minute into attempting this clearly difficult task to realize it was going in the wrong director. I pray no one saw us. But I can guarantee security guards watching the camera had a good ROFL. Maybe they'll make me youtube famous #hairflip.

We seriously looked like this except tripping and less gracefulness was involved. And at this point in our 'relationship', I'm 100% comfortable with him. I even sing with him in the car. Almost always.

Am I 'Drunk In Love'? Kidding, I just want to be Beyonce (and wanted a reason to add her into my post, to be honest...)

Providing you with a snapchat selfie with kiddycup because that's just how life works.

Moral of my story is that you should be more cautious to your surroundings (i.e le escalator), and always shake the stupid shit off. Thats the motto.


Drake Drizzy Rogers outtie.
Happy second to last post of 2013.

Just like a romantic movie scene

*In Robin Thicke voice* Hey hey hey! *End Robin Thicke voice*

I know it's another monday and I feel like I honestly have a butt load of things to fill you in on. Like how I can't stop listening to Partition by Queen B. Like the status of where I stand with Mister Kiddycup/Prince Charming. My current location is on the corner of confused and when can we DTR  (define the relationship).

Last you've heard of this monster who is of my liking, you knew we had our second date. Well y'all, I'm here to report we had a third one this past friday. And a fourth one tonight.

Friday went down a little something like this: We went to dinner (we couldn't didn't want to wait to get into the cute little italian place because it was crooooowded, so we headed somewhere else). At said 'somewhere else' I ran into my ex's next door neighbor last year. Totes looked like she was on a date from tindy-poo because I knew for a fact she didn't live anywhere around there. So whatever. BUT GUESS WHAT? Prince charming kissed me in public. OOOOOOOOH SHEET NOW YA KNOW IT'S REAL. Well I don't know, but I'm never one for PDA like that but it was kinda funky. Is that what being an adult feels like? So dinner was great, we walked around the town for about two minutes because I saw a christmas tree I wanted to take a picture of, but my iPhone didn't want to let that happen. He obviously understood it was for my blog so he was very accepting of it.

As we were walking back to his car, hands interlocked, it felt like a movie scene. No really, let me explain. I was cold in my cute little pleather jacket and he was like oh hey, I'm not cold, let me give you my coat and gracefully draped it across my shoulders. I think I died justtttttt a little bit. Only a little.  The night ended with some movie watching, some cuddles, and a bad case of I-never-want-to-leave syndrome. As usual. Let it be known, he was also the one to initiate the plans, once again. Dangit, where did I find him....!!

Tonights the big number four. When can I ask the whole awkward "hey what are we type thing?".  I know I'm trying to jump to fast, but you know my damn generation all we do is rush things because we are impatient as anything and love nothing more than instant gratification (and selfies). 

Talking freaking out to Rach, Melissa, and Fal in our group message they were telling me that I was 'dating' Mr. Kiddycup but dating is different than 'making it official'. I was like woah girlfriends, hold up. HOW ARE WE DATING? I've never heard this before!!!

So, do you agree? You think you're really pretty?  Are we dating? Please send help. As soon as possible, too please.

So for now, while I wait for your replies as to what I should do...you can find me in bed all day jamming to Yonce. Kthnx.

Oh, and this conversation? Let's keep it between us. 

KIDDING AWKWARD BECAUSE IF YOU SEE THIS PRINCE CHARMING.....hi...close your eyes and pretend this never happened. pooof!

Here's whats up

Yelll-o. This is a posty fulla' listies and words that make no sense. 

Recently I have been:

-Away at school

-Trying out sorority life

 -Involved with really awesome clubs and organizations shoutout to hercampus

-Focusing on getting good grades and all that fun shenans like a thing called a gee-pee-ayyyy

Currently:

-Superdeduper stressed with sorority life. Clearly I stink and can't handle the damn time commitment and I always question myself is my heart really fully into this? and the answer turns out to be no. which is something I didn't want to happen. Being so stressed has caused multiple break downs all day everyday to the greatest people ever aka the people that created me. My dad just tells me to keep it simple and thats what I gotta do. 

After much much much counseling/going back and forth/pro and con lists/playing eenie meanie miney mo (maybe...) this is whats going down:

-I am going to a community college next semester.

-Finding a part time job and catching up on all my lost credits from transfering so many damn times.

maybe I'm just not meant to be somewhere for more than a certain amount of time?

I've gone to 4 different schools (2 HS and 2 Universities) within the past four years. 

-After next semester, I will apply to schools in my state and fingers crossed graduate from wherever I chose to be.

...and I thought life was easy.

But now ya have it.

All you nosey people wondering when my sorority posts would come, they are not. On the reals I wanted to share but if you just wanted random words that made no sense and would be only really comparable to me slamming my fingers onto whatever keys I want and producing a post that way, well...I really just have nothing to say. Don't worry, I'd be just as nosey too. 

For the record, I am finally feeling like my self again and I truly believe everything happens for a reason.

I need your help. No really, I need it.

Help a bloggy friend out, por favor!

I am seriously having the HARDEST time trying to find the right planner for me. 

Yes, I do love the Lilly Pulitzer ones (that I had last year), but no I will not spend 34 dollars plus shipping again.

Yes, I do want a monogram one so people will think I'm cool (and for my own personal pleasure), but everything is too darn expensive. 

Yes, I do love the ones by May Designs, but do I reaaallly need it that badly?

It's sad that this is such a debate in my life right now.

Maybe just because I'm too cheap to pay 20$ for an agenda? Plus shipping? 

No way josé. Count me outtie. 

Help me pick! I asked you guys via twitter, as well as other friends, and I just can't seem to find which I want! Based on prices and all. Ya know, Cheap-o over here. But it's totally understandable.

I even heard about The Pink Pelican!

Do I just stick with a CVS one? (Too boring!)

Please help! Any advice for this silly problem at hand is appreciated!

Shoot me an email! Or comment below!

Thanks ya'll rock!

Happy throwback thursday because I miss my blog date to DC with Lauren!

How and what to pack for college

Let me be honest, I thought packing would be easier the second time around. I am also probably the worst person to help you pack for college, so have fun and I hope I waste a few minutes of your time. If you skip over this post because quite frankly, this means nothing to you, rock on. I get it. 

If you are a college freshie jumping into the wonderful world of college, or even an upperclassman who has no clue what to stick into your plastic storagebin next, grab your wine coffee(?), or anything caffeinated and lets get it started in here.

Cue the throwback. On a wednesday.

H&M Blazer: ONLY $10! I've had a blazer for over 2 years (from Urban) and it's still in perf condition! You are going to need one wether for a job interview, spicing up a cute outfit, or just to walk around campus to make it look like you are official and have a job/internship. You'll need it, I promise! If you want a better quality one obviously check out J.Crew, Banana Republic. Ya know the drill.

LBD, but obviously. 

I love the ones from Dress Up Boutique (Only $19, get it now) and Nordstrom. 

Reasons why you need a LBD? must I even explain? Formals/Date Party/Ceremonies/Casual days/interviews/party rockin'/and so many more.

+  A MANY lazy outfits. Duh. Please don't be that girl that dresses up every day to go to class. #Leggings&GymShorts

+  A bathing suit. Ya never know when you'll need it

+  Random shirts and bottoms you think you'd never need. Super Hero Mixer? Better be packing your batman shirt. Neon American Apparel Spandex? Highlighter/Neon party, you know it. Frayed "Rocker-T?" Last minute halloween outfit, courtesy of your closet!

Dont ya just love my blonde frizzy hair?!

Public or Private?

Somethings, without a doubt should be kept private. But my question for you is, do you tell your "real" friends about your blog? What about your parents/boyfriend/3rd cousin that lives in another country?

For me, very few of my friends know. I either told them because they told me they wanted to blog, or it just so happened to come up in conversation. A good amount of my close friends know I blog, but when it comes up in conversation I just want to run away and hide....

That super awkward moment when I freak out because I get such a nice email from a new blog friend aka Lauren and freak out a bit only to realize the group of friends I'm sitting next to have zero clue as to why I'm so happy to receive a friendly email and can't wait to respond.

Obvi, I shouldn't be embarrassed it's my life. Wait but sometimes my life can be a bit embarrassing.

Like that time the other week when I was walking out of a local building I always go to (sort of like a YMCA) and was walking out with my friend. Someone waved to her and I totally forgot they were friends but I looked at her and she waved. So I obviously waved back, thinking I was important. Sike...wasn't for me at all. 

YEP. still think about it. probably will for the rest of my life.

Ultimately, I want to know if many of you guys keep your blog life private or public!

What would you do with 20 seconds?

Alright. Think about it. And I mean think about it. 

Don't just scroll through this post like its no big deal.

Have you ever wanted to do something but couldn't muster up the confidence (Cue tears for its a Teddy Geiger 'For You I Will' reference)?

stop being lazy and do something!

Here's what I would do...

Well first let's get me out of my bed. or off the sofa scarfing down a tub of Ben and Jerry's peanut butter world ice cream. YUM. Maybe I'll somehow get the courage to be really aggressive and find a job, since my dad lives by the motto of if you aren't aggressive then people see you really don't care. 

With all this courage I hope to learn how to budget and not spend every paycheck the instant I get it (which I just did). In no way am I spoiled, I just stink at saving my money. need to learn, NOW. 

Sooooo I've gone ranting and made it from courage to Teddy Geiger lyrics to trying to tell you that I am not spoiled. If you're still here...hi! Normally don't just post about nothing interesting soooo here's the picture of the type of puppy I want.

ULTIMATELY, what would you do if you mustered up the courage to do something and didn't look back? I hate how with girls, including me, we let how people perceive us, or the silliest of things that don't even matter really affect us. 

*P.S: I appreciate YOU if you've made it through this post because this is utter nonsense and I've had a writers block for days...Any advice?*

You were right

I cannot thank you enough for all of your comment telling me how amazing of a concert Luke Bryan & Florida Georgia Line were. You were right! I danced the night away, stomped my feet in the Georgia (jk) mud, and rolled my windows down and cruised! FGL & Luke were both amazing performers. Check out my time at Dirt Road Diaries tour:

(Being on the lawn means you get terrible pictures but a solid view)

(My DIY bow I made from a flag&hair tie!)

(During Muckalee Creek Water I went on my friends cousin's shoulders and it was the coolest thing ever. I had THE perfect view)

I even vined: vine.co/v/b3Wag3xUDYP  | vine.co/v/b3ZaaFghabr 

I was so upset that Thompson Square wasn't able to make it but hands down the best concert I've ever been to. Luke pulled a 5 year old boy on stage during Country Girl and it was the sweetest thing. He also saw the crowd holding signs for an 18 year old boy leaving in a month for the marines and he pulled him on stage and there was a huugeeee U.S.A chant. I had the chills!

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Off to celebrate my one year! I figured out what we were doing early since his original plan was to take me to Hershey Park but it's supposed to rain around there so were checking out the Phillies game today...SO excited!

Thursday T's

Seeking advice from all you bloggers: If you have a twitter account, how have you gained followers over time? I feel like I might not be doing something right with mine...whether not enough promotion or what not. I'd love for your reply to hear what you do to keep your tweets a 'comin!

Throwback thursday: 

couldn't resist. TOTAL throwback.

Also, happy one year since prom to me! aka where B and I officially became official. Holla!

we look SO young. And I'm kicking myself now for ever dying my hair blonde.

friday findings: clarity

Now a days people associate the word clarity with the song made famous by Zedd/Huey Mac (my favorite version is the Huey version). Anyway, my friday finding is a bit different today! Whats your clarity? 

Clarity defined is simply 'the quality of being clear, in particular'.

What makes you feel simple & free? 

I'm realizing I need to do things for myself as I stated in earlier posts...

Sometimes it really can be the little things in life that make you happy. There are times in everyones lives when you need to try to move on from the past or even let go of something or someone that means the world to you.

(via Etsy)

As I sit here blogging and panting my nails, I realize that THIS is my happiness. I entertain myself with these activities verrrrry often because I am stress free...unless I'm last minute pacing around my room to think of a solid post. I can say from experience, when I go through a rough patch in life I tend to distance myself from it (in a positive) way and occupy myself otherwise. 

Note: total shout out to my perfect roommate for cheering me up and buying some trendy new nail polish...check out 'Now you sea me' by L'oréal. So so so beyond recommend it!

Always remember you know yourself better than ANYONE else knows you. Do what will make you happy, regardless of others and their constant persuasions. (note to self: start taking your own damn advice!!!!!!!)

In addition, I love the finding of new followers and friends in the blog community! The past few days more and more are checking out my blog and it is such an exciting feeling! I'm also loviiiiiiin the comments so please feel free to say hello! 

Wishing you all the best!

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Alsoooo....Happy birthday to my two biggest supporters!! Thank you for everything you have done for me to get me to where I am today. Love you! (Yes...my parents were born on the same day....)