I just don't know where to start.

I know that I have been kind of slack in not posting anything, especially now that I am back from Mexico. The thing is, I just really don't know where to start. I think I have decided to make a list for you-- The Top 5 Things I Loved and The Top 5 Things I Hated. So, here you go.

TOP 5 THINGS I LOVED:
1. Key West, Florida- I've never been there before and it was so fun. It's a pretty little town and there isn't that much traffic and you can pretty much walk the whole stretch of land that is important (Duval Street). Zach and I had a great time shopping and visiting the tourist sites- like Ernest Hemingway's house!
2. Carlos N' Charlies in Cozumel, MX- This place was so fun! It was great mexican food and they had funny waiters and clowns running around making balloon figures and messing with the people in the restaurant. I about had a heart attack when one of the clowns put a fake roach on the table next to me. Still funny though.
3. Hairy Chest Contest on the Boat- So funny. These guys got so into it, dancing like fools. Zach entered, but didn't win because he wasn't drunk enough. ;)
4. THE FOOD- omg, it was so good! I had some seafood like every night and even tried fresh mozzarella with beefsteak tomatoes and that was good (weird, b/c I hate tomatoes!).
5. The Mayan Ruins in Cozumel- We were upset that the boat was diverted from Progresso because we really wanted to see some ruins, so we were happy to find out that we could rent a Jeep in Cozumel and drive over to the largest ruins in Cozumel. It was pretty neat- we saw a ton of iguanas that just scurried around all the tourists. I just could never imagine that people actually lived in those little (sometimes big) stone buildings. Amazing.

TOP 5 THINGS I HATED:
1. The boat rocking through the hurricane waters- Hurricane Dolly had just left the building when we headed over to Cozumel from Key West and the water was so rough. I fell out of the bed one night because we were rocking so bad.
2. Getting on the boat- This really sucked. There was a line to park your car, a line to give your baggage over, a line to get on the escalator to go up to security, a line to go through security, a line to get checked in, and a line to get your picture taken before actually getting on the boat. Ugh.
3. Getting off the boat- MUCH WORSE. They let you set your luggage outside the door of your cabin so that you don't have to carry it off the boat, but then when you get into the terminal (after waiting in a line to get off the boat and another line to go down the escalator), you have to go get your luggage and hoist it to another HUGE line to go through customs. Poor Zach, he had to carry my giant bag over his shoulder the whole time.
4. The way people drove in Mexico- DUDE...it was bad. Most people in Mexico drive either (A) pieces of shit cars or (B) scooters of some sort. The pieces of shit would just pull out in front of you and the scooters would zoom around you and cut you off. It was so scary that I had Zach take the Jeep (that we rented) back to the rental place as soon as we were done seeing the ruins [even though we rented the Jeep for the day] because I didn't want to drive ANYWHERE ANYMORE.
5. The fact that the ship's dining room is right over the back of the boat- The dining room would shake the whole time we were in there and this was especially bad the night that we were going through rough seas because there was shaking and rocking the whole time. I thought I was going to ralph.

So, that was my trip in a nutshell. We had a great time; though, next time we go on a cruise, we are going to go on one of the newer bigger boats. People said that they were much less prone to being knocked around by the water-- or at least you feel it less.

MY BIRTHDAY- So, my 24th birthday is in 10 days! Woot. The following message is for my friends that might consider buying me a gift:
Please don't buy me the fourth Stephenie Meyer book because I will probably go buy it myself the day it comes out! I can't wait for my birthday! :)
Things that I would be interested in receiving:
Books: The Eat Clean Diet Book OR Lord Save Us From Y0ur Followers
CDs: Sugarland- Love on the Inside, Paolo Nutini- These Streets, John Mayer- Continuum, OR Miranda Lambert- Crazy Ex-Girlfriend
Anything else you think I'd like! :)

Mex-EE-co!

So, I'm headed off on my honeymoon to Mexico... I won't be back to blog until next Thursday or Friday, but I'm sure I'll have something to say when I get back.

P.S. Go see "The Dark Knight." It's a loooong movie, but a great one.

Sorority Life.

Does anyone remember that show that came on MTV? It was about the "lives" (producer- created, of course) of college girls going through sorority rush and then living in a house together while pledging. It was filled with all kinds of drama- duh- and ended up being the catalyst of social commentary on the dangers/evils/horrors/morality of joining a sorority. To be honest, I did experience similar drama in my sorority and with the other sororities on campus (there were only 3 and that fact bred some serious competition between the organizations- Greek Week was nuts). It's a commonly known fact, girls don't get along when forced to live together and spend every minute in each other's company. Also, there is typically such different kinds of personalities thrown together in one group (especially in my sorority) that personalities just WILL NOT mesh. So, I have to say that after watching that show, I agree that sorority life can sometimes be like that.

I did experience amazing moments in my sorority. I made friends for life, one of which was recently a bridesmaid in my wedding- and I had some great fun. Things that don't even stand out at the time as things that I would remember now, like midnight trips to Krispy Kreme, scavenger hunts that led down to the baseball field dugout where we all came together and revealed our sincere hopes for the girls we called our sisters, lunches in the cafeteria where I couldn't even eat because I laughed so hard the whole time, a Greek Week performance of The Cell Block Tango from Chicago the Musical, the trip to Savannah where I got my first (and only) tattoo, my candleblow revealing my engagement, the Big Sis/Lil Sis revealings that touched my heart, and creating the sisterhood videos for recruitment-- these things make me smile and I think back to those wonderful times and how amazing I felt. I love my sisters, even those that I had "difficulty" with. They made me who I am and I love them for it.

With that said, I must comment on something that has become a sort of epidemic in my sorority, mostly since I have left. Well that's not true. Two of them occurred while I was there. See, I love my sorority sisters and this is not a commentary on them or their choices or even their behavior, really. I just have to say something. SOMETHING. See, out of the three sororities on campus, only my sorority sisters (and those who joined but never were initiated) have been careless (and, yes, you all know its true) to get pregnant while still in school. Granted, three of the four [YEP FOUR] were in relationships with the person who impregnated them at the time and at this moment all three of those relationships are in tact (two are married to the baby's daddy). Two of the three were very upfront with everyone about the pregnancy- even had a candleblow (that's what we do to announce lavaliers, engagements, and pregnancies) to tell the sisters. We had baby showers for them and gave them every bit of support. These two are the ones who are married to the father of the baby. Both of them finished school (one graduated before the baby was born and the other had the baby and came back to finish). While it may not have been planned and may not have been the best time, these two handled the whole thing with maturity and honesty and I respect them for it.

HOWEVER, I did have one sorority sister who was not in a relationship when she got pregnant and she tried to hide it. I think she got pregnant in January, and we weren't getting out of school until May- this girl is a petite TINY little thing and all of a sudden her boobs got huge and she started gaining weight only in her belly. People even asked her and she denied it the whole time. Well, until her roommate found folic acid in her stuff. Um. yeah, she knows she preggers. Anyway, she kept denying it and finally let the whole thing out during the summer to her bff (also in my sorority) and the whole time she was under the impression that she would just have the baby and then come back to school. GIRL. I've never been responsible for an infant before, but I imagine it's not like a puppy. You can't just leave the baby in a crate while you go to school and parties and such. Her parents were rich, though, and she was able to get a lot of help with child care and all the baby stuff. Turns out, she never came back, but she did finish school back where she was from- Jersey. I mean, good for her-- she's married now, but I wish she could have just been honest. Its difficult to be happy for someone who lied to you for so long. Ya know?

So, you must be wondering what brought this whole subject into light for me in the first place?! Well, this girl, who accepted a bid to join my sorority and then dropped before initiation- I don't think I have to consider her my sister- is pregnant. She hasn't admitted it publicly. Whatever. I don't really care. The only thing I have a problem with is the fact that she just got engaged to the baby's daddy (assuming she's been faithful, because LORD KNOWS he hasn't). Okay, so my problem really isn't with her. It's with him. HE is a jerk. He dated my lil sis in the sorority for three years and while doing so, screwed this girl from his hometown multiple times and never told my lil sis. Worse still, that girl ended up at my college, joined my sorority and befriended my lil sis and ME all the while, sleeping with my lil's boyfriend. Um, yeah...hoochie. Anyway, so he and my lil break up (before she knows) THANK GOD and my lil is now with this great guy and I'm so happy for her-- but she's had to deal with an incredible amount of backstabbing and heartbreak over the whole thing because HER LIL SIS sided with the hoochie and others did too. It was just an awful situation and I'm so glad that she was able to get out of there. Well, this wretched jerk ended up getting together with his fiance' after breaking up with my lil and was still sleeping with that other girl (the hoochie). Now they're engaged. Who knows if he's still sleeping with the hoochie?! It's just disgusting. And none of her friends will tell her (the fiancee') whats going on because they are all sorority sisters with the hoochie. Ugh.

I know that sounded like a horrible high school rant and drama drama drama-- well, except for the pregnant/engaged part, I hope there's not a whole lot of high schoolers out there with those issues-- but I just had to say something and I felt like I could burden you all with it. So there you go.

Have you ever experienced drama like this and felt like you just had to tell someone? Anything juicy?

Once bitten, twice shy.

Just so you know- I am generally a "cool" person. I wasn't always "cool" and maybe I'm only "cool" in my mind, but that's not the point. I am about to describe to you what happens when my life drifts off to Lame City.

My friend Rachel's birthday was last week and on her blog she (thankfully) listed a few things that she would be happy to receive as gifts. I always have trouble buying things for Rachel because we've been such close friends for so many years (10) that I really feel like the gift should mean something. I don't want to just go to Target and pick something out I think she'd like. I want her to open it and know that she's my friend. Do you understand? Anyway, on her blog, she gushed that she was obsessed with this series of books by Stephenie Meyer. Apparently, they were written for a teenage-type audience because the series begins by chronicling the life of a junior in high school. But Rachel loved them all the same and was asking for the new book that was written for a more adult audience. So, I was at the bookstore the other day buying fitness magazines for my husband and I decided to get a few books to read on the cruise when I'm lounging by the pool or on the beach. I saw this stand with the three Stephenie Meyer books (Twilight, New Moon, and Eclipse) and decided, "what the heck?!" and bought the first one. Just so you know, I also bought the 14th book in Janet Evanovich's Stephanie Plum series (Fearless Fourteen). So I went home and I read maybe the first 30 or so pages of the book. It hadn't drug me in yet.

Well, yesterday, I stayed at home from work- I wasn't feeling well- and I was just relaxing watching Regis and Kelly, when I decided to pick the book up and start reading some more. I had to the mute the T.V.- I didn't turn it off- I don't know why. Don't ask. Anyways- this book is like 500 pages long and I read the whole book yesterday. The story is kinda mushy (it's a vampire love story, essentially) but the author is great at getting people (well, me) to turn the page. So, when Z got home last night from work, I made him go with me to Wally World and buy the others in the series. I'm almost done with the second book (its more than 500 pages). I BARELY ate yesterday and forgot to eat this morning because I was so engrossed in this series. It's minorly ridiculous and lame. Whatever. At this very moment, I have the book in front of my computer at work hidden behind the screen of my laptop and I am ready to stop telling this story so I can get back to that one. Lame. I know.

Anyhoo- Thanks to Rachel for pointing the author out to me. Are there any books that have captured your attention like this? Which ones?

Ch-Ch-Changes.

So-I don't know if anyone reads this blog other than my faithful friends, but regardless, I want to explain the recent changes and flip-flopping around. I am somewhat fickle about how I choose to live, and this is no exception when it comes to my online abode. I think I have finally found a look that suits me and my blog and I don't expect any more changes in the near future. One day, I'll probably pay someone to create a template just for me...but for now, while I can't decide on ANYTHING and while I am still broke, this will do. I did make some edits to some of the posts and details listed on the site b/c I decided that I wanted to try to maintain some anonymity. Especially because of things I say about certain politicians (ahem, Chuckie!) and people and, most importantly, my firm. I have never mentioned it by name, but if someone happened to "Google" me and found this site, I would have a hard time explaining it- to my current boss and future employers.

When I first started law school, the career placement people warned us all to keep our private lives private for fear that a prospective employer would find out that we weren't the angels we pretended to be when interviewing. I hate the whole idea of being a "private person." I'd much rather make fun of myself and others (only when they deserve it!) in full-on candor. However- I also like money and things I can buy with money, so for the time being I must attempt to remain somewhat anon. Though, if anyone knew me, they'd figure it out quick. Ha.

Anyways- If you are reading, please comment. Let me know what you think. Purty please?

What it means to be an independent contractor.

1. You're not paid salary to be at work 9-5 every day.
2. You come in whenever you want.
3. You leave whenever you want.
4. You take vacation or sick days whenever you want.
5. YOU DO NOT GET PHONE CALLS IN THE MORNING ASKING WHEN YOU ARE COMING IN TO WORK.

So, as you can probably guess from the above rant, I was a little peeved this morning when my Guitar Hero-playing was interrupted by a phone call asking when I'd be in to work... whenever I damn well feel like it- that's when! But really, I just got dressed and came into work. Because I'm lame and I don't stick up for myself enough. I should have a pay raise. But I don't. I should have a new and shiny title. But I don't. AND I should make up my own schedule. But I don't. Blah.

Enough about that- a new rant, and, sorry, its about politicians again.
This guy came into the firm this morning handing out little bulletins about his run for U.S. Congress. Now, I don't really know this guy so I won't knock the ridiculous picture of him on the bulletin or the fact that his little piece of paper looks like he asked his 12 year old niece to design it... BUT, I do have a problem with the fact that he has no political experience and for his first shot, he decides to run for the UNITED STATES CONGRESS. Not County Council, School Board, or even Florida Congress. NOOOOO- the big house! Dude...baby steps! Who wants to elect someone who has a master's degree in communications and has absolutely no experience creating or voting on legislation? I mean, how do we know that he even knows how to digest legislation since he didn't even graduate with a political science degree (like I did!)??? Maybe I'm being a little harsh (not really), and maybe he would be a terrific congressman (not likely), and maybe he's like a genius and will be the best legislator to come out of the State of Florida (riiiight), BUT probably not. LORD.

Reality TV.
So, one of my favorite reality TV shows (close third after Survivor and The Bachelor/ette) premiered its new season last night- BIG BROTHER 10! Woot. This show satisfies my thirst for tv producer-created drama during the summer and the major "+" is that it comes on 3 days a week! Yessss. Check it out if you wanna- CBS on Sundays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays.

Anyway, the one reality show that I H>A>T>E is The Hills on MTV. It is really sad to admit it because I remember watching Laguna Beach and the first season of The Hills with my friend Kimmie when I was in college- it was, like, our thing. We'd take over the GIANT television in the common room of the house we lived in with my husband (my fiance' at the time) and another dude and cook different food (mexican night was the best) and laugh and ooh and aah at all the goings-on in the show. But, now...ugh. It is so lame and scripted and interfered with and, most of all, I HATE HEIDI and her ridiculous boyfriend/not-boyfriend/fiance'/not-fiance'/music videographer/stupid ugly guy Spencer. Did you know that they have hired a photographer to follow them around and catch everything they do in their boring stupid ridiculous lives?? Can you believe it? I mean, how crazy/self-involved do you have to be? I have nothing else to say- except to all of you who look at their pictures and still watch The Hills- stop it. Stop the madness. I'm tired of reading about Speidi in US Weekly and People. I mean, she was the answer on Jeopardy the other day! How do we even explain this to future generations?


I'm done. Talk to you all again soon. :)

Chocolate cheesecake is the devil!

I know, I haven't blogged in a while.
I was out of town and when I got back to Tallahassee, I had a giant "to do" list on my desk at work. I'm still sort of on vacation mode, and I'm not feeling very productive, so, aside from practicing the art of procrastination, I haven't really been in the mood to do much at all (including blogging, unfortunately). I got into an e-mail argument with my boss over the weekend and that has just added to my case of the "screw its." Its a real disease, you know. I nurse it with sweets and very-bad-for-you-mexican-food. Hence the title of this blog... one of my co-workers brought in a chocolate cheesecake from Fresh Market this morning (because another of my co-workers is leaving the firm-- good for her!). The thing was so rich and I knew I shouldn't have eaten any... but I did and now I really don't care about doing anything. All I want to do is go home a crawl into my bed, and, perhaps, watch a marathon of some sort on TV. I have tried all morning to get things done and it has been impossible. So, if I'm not working on work, I might as well pretend that I am working by updating my blog. The typing sound tends to soothe my boss out of hysterics. :)

My peachin' good weekend.
So-- let me tell you about my weekend. I went up to the grand ole town of Gilbert, SC for the Lexington County Peach Festival. This is, like, a really big deal there. I mean, it is kind of huge. They have a car show and a market-type thing where you can buy all sorts of items that you don't really need. They also had several "acts" on the main stage in the park-- you know, where mothers have pushed their young daughters into shaking their asses in pink spandex on stage so that the audience can ooh and ahh and the mothers can live vicariously through their daughters. That kind of "act." I must say, the peach ice cream was DE-LICIOUS. Apparently, Gilbert sends their peaches to Mayfield and Mayfield specially makes peach ice cream just for the festival. They were unloading that stuff like crazy on the 4th. And like I said, it was scrumptious. Other than that, the parade was kind of a let-down because it was so political. In South Carolina, their elections for the county council and state congress is at the end of July so the campaigning was in full swing. I think that there were more politicians in convertibles in the parade than there were actual floats. Sad.

Speaking of, I was made aware of another candidate for President this weekend. His name is Chuck Baldwin and he's a nutjob. If you don't agree, you should probably stop reading this now. He wants to do all kinds of crazy things like abolish the IRS (which, I have to say, sounds nice but it a reeeeeeeeeally. reaaaaaalllllly. bad. idea.-- taxes are important), stop dependence on foreign oil (yeah, like thats possible), close the borders to the U.S. (ok, also sounds good, but then who is going to do all the jobs that YOU don't want to do?), and make the laws support a 100% pro-life stance (um, so if a rapist impregnates you, you must have his baby?? cool.). So, anyway, this guy had a "float" in the parade (a GMC truck with Baldwin magnets all over it) and there were people walking along side this truck handing out flyers about why Baldwin should be elected. (*by the way, he is running under the Constitution Party- just for your information). So, this old guy sitting on the sidewalk asks the guy handing out flyers, "Why should we vote for this guy??" and the guy says, "He's an American.... and a Christian." Really? Wow, that's so different from the other candidates. So, because I'm a smart-ass, born and bred, I yelled out, "Well, if that's all it takes, I'm running too!" The guy just walked away and people clapped for me. Haha! Needless to say, I won't be voting for Chuckie.

11 days until my cruise!
My husband and I are heading off on our (belated) honeymoon in a couple of weeks and I can't wait! Mexico and $1 Coronas, here I come! We are going on a Carnival cruise, and its supposedly the oldest boat in the fleet. Yay. I always get that kind of luck... of course, the travel agent didn't think to mention that when we booked it, but whatever. I'll have fun anyway. We are trying to figure out how we are going to sneek our own booze onto the boat because we would like to be able to save some money. If anyone has any ideas, I would love to hear them!

For now, I'm going to go attempt to work on my to do list. Maybe I'll be back later if I can't focus. :)

Oh, one more thing!

I just wanted to share the super cool t-shirt I've got for the 4th of July.

It says:

I AMERICA.

Get it? Yay.

I'm freeeee!

I have finally finished summer classes.
All I can say is thank the Lord, because a few more days of that and I might have gone crazy. I finished my take home exam on Sunday and I really don't know how great it is. I told myself that I wasn't going to sit there all day and second-guess my self and make all kinds of pointless edits. I just got it done and sent it in. Got it off of my list and moved on to State Con Law. Which sucked. Real bad. I woke up on Monday morning at about 8:45 and got dressed for a hearing up at the school (I am the University Defender, so I represent students that are charged with violations of the Student Conduct Code). When I finished the hearing at 11:45, I went straight up to the school to study. I didn't leave the school until about 11:00 the next morning, after I finished my exam. I kid you not, I was up all night in the library studying. I wish that were a joke. I am just that dang dedicated. Not really, I just realized at about 2:00 in the afternoon on Monday that I knew absolutely NOTHING and that if I didn't stay up all night and study that I would fail and fail hard. Anyway, I think it turned out ok. He used some of his questions from past exams so I knew the answers to those (or I *think* I did). But the ones he created... yeah I had no clue. It was pretty sad. Anyway- I don't have to think about it anymore, at least not until the grades start coming out!

Peach festival this weekend!
What? Yeeeeeeah... Z and I are headed up to the good ole town of Gilbert, SC, for the annual 4th of July Peach Festival. They have a parade and food and live music and all kinds of fun all day. His mom says that Mayfield makes peach ice cream especially for this festival! Can't wait for that! Woot! So we are leaving tonight (assuming I can convince my boss that I should get tomorrow off) and heading up there! I need a break from Tallahassee right now since I can't even stay still because I haven't caught up with my sleep so I have drugged myself with caffeine! Anyhoo-- go check out my page on Twenty Something Bloggers. I've got nothing else!

Peace.

Get it, Al.

So, two nights ago, I was watching the BET awards (what?) and they gave Al Green the Lifetime Achievement Award, and then he performed two songs: "Let's Stay Together" & "Love and Happiness." At first, I was worried Al might have lost "it." You know what "it" is. "It's" that thing that you have when "you've got it." That probably didn't make a lot of sense- but whatev. So, anyway- Al made the audience sing his song because he's Al Green and everyone knows the words to his songs. So- this is the BET awards, right? There's all these gangstas in attendance (and that's not a racial comment- they are all trying to be gangstas, all tough and bad-ass. It's true). And all of these gangstas are just belting out Let's Stay Together. Dude, it was so funny. Busta Rhymes was gettin' it- so was T-Pain and Lil' Wayne.

By the way, I would not pay money to see Lil' Wayne (Weezie) perform live. That boy sucked. Sorry to Lil' Weezie fans, but dang. I think he should have laid off the Couvoisier before the show. Anyway..Al Green ended up rockin' it out. It was probably the best live performance I've seen on an awards show in a long while because he had everyone, and I mean EVERYONE standing up and belting out his tunes. Pretty supertastic.

Anyway, I'm supposed to be studying for my exams-- but instead I'm watching reruns of Grey's and downloading Al Green songs. Z just made me a Bacardi O and OJ. Before that, I had a Parrots Bay and diet. This is not facilitative (is that a word?) of study time. I don't really have anything else to say. I'm boring. I know. I'm sorry. Maybe tomorrow.

Loves.

(By the way, don't forget to check out my soundtrack. And, don't forget to comment!)

If My Life Was A Movie...

This would be my soundtrack.

Opening Credits: Beautiful Disaster- Jon McLaughlin
I think this is a great song for how I felt in high school-- which is when my movie would begin.

Waking Up: Tomorrow- Lillix

Average Day: Hanging Around- Counting Crows

High School: “Saved By The Bell” TV Theme Song; Girl Next Door- Saving Jane
For those of you who really know me, you know that Saved By the Bell is one of my most favorite shows and I always wished I went to Bayside. Girl Next Door is just very true to life.

High School Boyfriend/ Heartbreak: Slow Dancing in a Burning Room- John Mayer
This song makes me feel how I felt when I was in my "serious" relationship in high school- particularly when I knew it was ending.

Prom: I Wanna Dance With Somebody-Whitney Houston; Footloose!
I put my dancin' shoes on at prom!

Playing Sports: All-Star- Smashmouth
When I played softball in the summers, we always listened to this. It brings me back to those times everytime I hear it!

Summer Vacations: Summertime- Kenny Chesney; Two Piña Coladas- Garth Brooks

Secret Love: Secret- Maroon 5
This was the "gettin' jiggy" song in the movie "The Wedding Date," and it was so sexy- but not a great love scene tune for my movie since it talks about not knowing the person well. But, I think it fits my "secret love" moments for my movie!

Fake Friends: Thank You- Simple Plan; Low- Kelly Clarkson
I had some really trying times with my friends in high school. People who I thought were my friends or would be my friends forever turned out to be quite disappointing.

High School Graduation: Here’s to the Night- Eve 6; Time of Your Life- Green Day
Classics.

Starting College: Breakaway- Kelly Clarkson; Hello- Schuyler Fisk
The Schuyler Fisk song is more about leaving behind that guy from high school-- we still talked when I left, but I knew that we probably would never be friends or anything more again. It was sort of a sad moment at that time.

Long Night Alone: Boulevard of Broken Dreams- Green Day

Partying: Goodies- Ciara; Yeah- Usher/ Lil’ Jon; Hips Don’t Lie- Shakira; Low- FloRida
A couple of good ones from college parties and then a fun song for now.

Falling in Love: Hanging By a Moment- Lifehouse; For You I Will- Teddy Geiger
These are also from two different points in life. You figure it out- the Lifehouse song brings back so many memories...good and bad.

Love Scene: Loving You- Paolo Nutini
This is a very pretty song that I could imagine playing in a love scene in my movie- it reminds me of the Maroon 5 song that I think it very sexy (see above) but is much more suited to be in this category.

Breaking Up: The Trouble With Love Is- Kelly Clarkson
I was never really an angry broken hearted maniac- I was always kind of sappy, and this song fits how I felt during those shitty moments.

Getting Back Together: The Reason- Hoobastank; Better Together- Jack Johnson

Flashback: Summer of ’69- Bryan Adams
This is one of my favorite songs. I can't explain it, but I had to include it, and this category seemed to be the best.

Roadtrip: Life is a Highway- Rascal Flatts; The Great Escape- Boys Like Girls

Feeling Angsty: Right to Be Wrong- Joss Stone
This is how I feel fairly often :)

Engagement: I Drink, Swear, Steal and Lie- Brad Paisley; Everything- Michael Buble

College Graduation: Whenever You Remember- Carrie Underwood; Get Out of This Town- Carrie Underwood
"Get Out of This Town" is a good one for this category because I went to college in a tiny town that was suffocating me!

Starting Law School: So Long Sweet Summer- Dashboard Confessional
Basically, no more summers ever because even during the summer break, you either work full time or take classes.

Forever Friends: Find Out Who Your Friends Are- Tracy Lawrence; Umbrella- Rihanna

Death of a Loved One: One Sweet Day- Mariah Carey/ Boyz II Men

Mental Breakdown: Unwell- Matchbox 20; Bother- Stone Sour
I guess if I ever had a mental breakdown these songs would accurately set the mood?!

Deep Thought: Bittersweet Symphony- The Verve
To me, this is a perfect "thinking song." I've liked it ever since I heard it in the movie Cruel Intentions.

Wedding: This Kind of Love- Sister Hazel; Lost in the Moment-Big and Rich
"This Kind of Love" was our wedding song. It's unique and beautiful.

Closing Credits: Don’t Worry, Be Happy- Bob Marley
My dad and I used to sing this together all the time. I'd want to finish out my movie on a happy note like this.

So, that's my soundtrack. I'll probably add to it over the years... but for now it seems perfect. I think I am going to try to add a music player on the site that plays my life soundtrack. That would be neat-o.

Coffee Overload.

So- I'm at work again.

Yeah. That's fabulous news for you because that means that this post will make absolutely no sense whatsoever and you'll probably be stupider (yes, that's a word) at the end just for reading it. By the way, that was my version of a disclaimer.

Anyway, I got my pup back yesterday! We boarded him over the weekend while we were at the beach, and the place isn't open on Sundays, so we had to wait until yesterday to go pick him up. I think that it is ridiculous that a veterinarian's office is closed on Sundays. Don't they know that people come back from vacays on Sundays? Geez. It's like they are purposely trying to squeeze an extra $16 dollars out of me! Well, they probably are. That’s what business is all about- beau coups de dollares (pronounced bo-ku de dole-are-ayes). That means money, for those of you who don’t speak Classy-Tallahassee.

I figured out today that drinking coffee makes me less hungry all the time. I’m not sure if drinking coffee all day rather than eating is any better than eating fried chicken, but at least I use Splenda and zero calorie creamer. Come on- that makes it better, doesn’t it? Has to, because fried chicken has 40 bazillion calories just in the fried skin. By the way, I am just joshing about not eating. I love food way too much to not eat. In fact, I think I’ll eat something now just to prove my point. Mmmm...nilla wafers.

My brain physically hurts.

So, surprise! I haven’t been paying attention in class at all this session and now exams are on the horizon. I was trying to comprehend what my professor was saying this morning in class and I couldn’t wrap my little brain around it. I must have missed something from a previous class. Thank GOD that one is a take home exam and that I have 4 days to write it. I’m basically going to be teaching myself the material as I write my exam. Yay for self-instruction! The other exam is the problem- it’s a closed book, closed note 4 hour exam that I have to take in the classroom. Luckily, I was smart enough to take it pass/fail, so I only have to get a 67 to pass—but dang, I still have to make a 67. So, I actually have to study the state constitution and look at the case briefs. However, my teacher was smart enough to have everyone in the class brief a case per class so I don’t even have to read the cases! Woot!

So, you may be asking yourself- What’s the problem? Sounds easy to me! Hey, if that’s all it is, maybe I could do law school! Yes, yes you can. But, that’s not the point. The point is that my lack of motivation and touch of ADD has triggered a full blown brain-block. I get a crazy headache every time I crack a textbook, and the headache can only be relieved by watching crappy reality T.V. or reruns of NCIS and Law& Order: SVU! I know; that’s weird, right?

This weekend, I have decided to work through the pain and do the work (because I have to since my coastal and ocean law exam is due on Monday morning). I’m thinking of creating myself a soundtrack to get me through it. Thus far, I have considered and then decided against Eye of the Tiger and I’ve Gotta Get Through This (Daniel Bedingfield). People have always told me that studying to classical music is good for memory retention...but seriously, I don’t think I could take it. Got any suggestions?

Speaking of tunes.

I heart Yahoo radio. They have all kinds of really good “stations,” but they also have an option where you can create your own radio station by choosing genres of music or favorite artists. One of my favorite stations on Yahoo radio is “The Coffeehouse.” They play stuff like John Mayer, Jack Johnson, etc. They also play some great fun tunes like the one I’m listening to...Suzanne Vega’s “Tom’s Diner.”

Have you ever thought about what your soundtrack would be in a movie about you? One of my sorority sisters did a soundtrack of her life one time and I thought about doing it myself. Maybe, since I am procrastinating at the moment, I’ll attempt to put a rough draft together. I’ll think about it and post it when I’ve got it together.

Dance break.

For those of you who didn't know, this is the kind of classy I'm talking about. Bahaha. :)

You know you are tired when...

--You tell people in your coastal and ocean law class that it should be a requirement for them to watch Bio-Dome since it's an environmental movie.

Yeah, I actually said that. Are any of you surprised? Probably not. In all reality, though, Bio-Dome is hilarious. I think it might be in Comcast On-Demand's free movies. Go watch it. Now.

Speaking of Comcast On-Demand- it is like frickin' crack. They play all of the episodes of T.V. shows from CBS, and so whenever I'm bored I just start scrolling through to see if there are any episodes that I haven't seen. Four of my favorite shows come on CBS (CSI, NCIS, Numbers, and Big Brother)- so I absolutely love On-Demand. Anyway, last night I was feeling tired, but not sleepy, and wanted to watch something...and I came across episodes of the new CBS show Swingtown. It's the show set in the 70s about a neighborhood of swingers. :) Anyways, I watched like two episodes of it and was up until 12. Waking up for class this morning sucked a lot.

Do I have a point?
No. Sorry. I'm just really bored right now at work and have nothing to do. I guess I could go try to beat my score on Text Twist. I'm such a genius at that game so it's kind of boring now. You think I'm kidding, but I'm not. It takes quite a lot of talent to unscramble six letters to make a word-- and I have boatloads of that kind of talent. Yeah.

By the way, the answer to that Text Twist brain-stumper to the right is "ROTTEN." See? I'm a genius!


Man. I wish I had something to do. At this point, I'm actually considering studying. I know, crazy, right? The problem with that is I have ABSOLUTELY. NO. MOTIVATION. WHATSOEVER. to study State Constitutional Law or Coastal/ Ocean Law. I reeeeeeally wish I could learn by osmosis so that studying would simply consist of sleeping on my text books. Dang. That would be an awesome talent. I could probably be at Harvard right now if I had that talent... but, really, does anyone ever WANT to be at Harvard? Probably not. I know I don't. I'm alright enjoying the sun in Florida and not being all pressured to be awesome 24/7. :)

I have to start applying for jobs/ programs soon. I'm going to apply for the U.S. Department of Justice Honors Program just for shits and giggles. We'll see how that goes. My application will probably be forwarded to the nearest trashcan. But, you never get anywhere if you don't try...right?

Well, I'm going to try to find something interesting to do to pass the time until my next class.

(P.S. Rachel. This. Is. Your. Last. Warning. -- If you do not post today/tonight, I might start posting embarrassing stories. Haha.)

That's Beachin'!

So, I'm back from the beach-- and I had a good time. We really didn't spend too much time actually on the beach-- we spent a lot more time at restaurants and in the hotel pool. I am a little sunburned, but not too bad because I was at least smart enough to put some sunscreen on once before I got into the pool. We ate at some interesting places. On Friday for dinner we ate at Tootsie's Orchid Lounge which is a country bar based out of Nashville. It was located in a shopping center that looked a little like Town Center, but more like Broadway at the Beach in Myrtle Beach.

Anyways, after that, we went back to the room for a bit (we picked up some booze on the way) and the boys went down to the hotel pool because I had read on the internet that there was a swim up bar at the pool. There wasn't a swim up pool, but there was a bar next to the pool. So we all went down there and Jamie and I had some pina coladas. They were extremely yummy. There was a little steel drum band that was playing some recognizable tunes (like Jimmy Buffet). Later in the night, we ordered some food- I got some french fries because thats what I want to eat everytime I get a little tipsy. Glen and Jamie both decided they wanted a little seafood, so Glen got a seafood platter and Jamie got some crab balls. The crab balls were not good. at. all. They looked and tasted burnt. Glen's $16 seafood platter looked like an appetizer that should have cost, at max, $8. So, I, of course, said something to the waiter. He told us that the batter that they put on the crab balls "just looks like that." So, I decided to say something to the manager. Problem was, apparently there is no kitchen manager at night. Well, that would make sense-- seeing as how the food was crap. The woman at the bar told me that we would have to come back the next morning. So, we paid and were fixing to leave when Jamie said something about not even having a print out of what we bought because the receipt only said how much it was. So, I had to go get a print out of the receipt and I took one of the crab balls with me. I got the print out- and I said to the waiter, "You said that the crab balls are supposed to look like this, but can you just eat this and tell me if its supposed to taste like this?" He took it from me and said, "I'm not going to eat this," and then he chucked it into the trashcan. I was so pissed. We left that restaurant fuming. But, then we went down to the beach and put our feet in the ocean and took funny pictures and started to feel less angry. Then we went and jumped into the pool with all our clothes on. :) We had a few more drinks in the hotel room before we all crashed. And, let me say, Glen snores like an effing chainsaw. It comes out of nowhere and it is freakin' loud as hell. He also sleepwalks...yeah. :)

So, the next day, we got up and went and had breakfast at a shit hole. No, seriously. It was crap. It was a breakfast buffet place, but they had instant eggs and way too much salt on their bacon. It was icky-- I mean, it wasn't that bad, but it wasn't good. So then we went to the beach and laid out in the sun. The boys and Jamie went and got into the ocean, but I waited for a report. Sometimes, the ocean is really gross. At home, its not the cleanest or bluest water, but at least I know what's up. On the gulf coast, I feel likes it's hit and miss. Especially in Panama City Beach where THOUSANDS of college students trash the beach every year during Spring Break. They said that the water was icky because of all of the seaweed. They also said that there were fish jumping up and that made Glen uneasy because if the fish are jumping, its probably because there is something they are trying to escape-- like a big predator. :) The second time that the boys went in, they said that they saw jellyfish. So, they headed up to the hotel pool. I stayed down on the beach and laid in the sun for a while until some people came up and kicked us off of the beach chairs. RUDE. So, Jamie put her towel on the sand and laid down, but I just picked up all mine and Z's stuff and headed up to the pool.

After a little while, we decided to get out and go get some lunch. We went up to Pinneapple Willy's. Its a popular restaurant in the area, and also a popular bar late night. We each had a signature frozen drink in HUGE cups and seafood that was so yummy. After that we did a little shopping at the typical beach stores, like WINGS and Alvin's. Alvin's is like the Wal-Mart Superstore of beach shops. I thought it would never end. They even have a little alligator habitat in the store with live gators. I didn't buy anything other than a bottle of water (I was so parched after walking for miles in that store!). I did get a t-shirt at Pinneapple Willy's, though.
Anyways, we headed back after that and Z and I CRASHED when we got home. It was a good trip (other than the crappy hotel bar/restaurant and the icky ocean). I don't know if we'll go back there again, but it was fun all the same.

Now, I have to go and study. I have exams starting next Monday. Pooey.

(P.S. RACHEL, you have to post in your blog!)

I'm back.

I was just taking a break...
So I was absent for a while... I decided to get back on here and get going because my best friend Rachel is doing the "update" thing on here so that people know what is going on with her. I have already been on here for a little while-- so were are going to communicate through the blogs :) We did this for a bit when I was in college; although, Rachel rarely posted to her own blog!! So, for Rachel, and any of my other friends who want to do the same type of communication with me, I have a few rules:
1. You must post in your blog at least once a week. If you do not, I will assume that you have died, and that will make me hysterical. Y'all that know me know that hysterics is not a good look for me.
2. You must comment on my blogs... or at least the ones that you have a comment for. In turn, I will comment on yours!
3. If you put a picture of me on your blog, it better be a good one! (P.S. Rachel, fix it! Thanks.)

For now.. those are the only rules I can think of.

Anyways-
An update for those of you (if ANYONE) who read this and don't know me.

I got married to Z on May 10, 2008. It was absolutely the best day of my life! We had so much fun and danced the night away. Rachel (look to my links-- hers is What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger) was one of my maids of honor [my sister Bri was the other]. Rachel and Bri gave me a terrific bachelorette party. Everyone dressed in pink and black and I was wearing a fluffy pink crown with penises on the top of it. The veil also had multi-colored penises and condoms on it and it lit up! Haha. We also had shot glasses on lanyards around our necks that were shaped like mini pimp glasses; mine said "Bachelorette" and the girls' said "My Bitches!" Hilarious.

So, here's a picture of the flowers that my mom MADE. Yes, that's right, I said she made them! She created all of the flowers with wire rimmed ribbon! Aren't they beautiful? She did such a good job!

Not much else to say. Be back again soon. :)

More law school jokes.

You might be in law school if...

You know all sorts of sneaky and creative ways to steal from clients thanks to your Professionalism and Ethics class.

You consider dropping out of law school approximately every hour, but after that first semester you realized you were already in too much debt to be anything other than a lawyer.

You aspire to one day own Blackacre.

Substance abuse becomes you.

The drama in your life now rivals/exceeds that of high school.

You consider tie-dying all of your t-shirts because they are already half-covered in fluorescent ink from your highlighters.

You no longer have an ego left to bruise...it's already been beaten to a bloody pulp.

You make adverse possession jokes.

You chuckle at the irony that the designated shorthand for Statute of Limitations shares the same SOL abbreviation as the phrase "shit outta luck."

You might be in law school if you suddenly realize that you can type 120 WPM and you no longer know how to use a pencil.

You might be in law school if your friends and family start asking you for legal advice because they know you can't bill them.

You can name without hesitation at least three people who make you want to throw things when you see them raise their hands in class.

You are truly and deeply unnerved by the thought of some of your classmates becoming attorneys.

You think tequila shots are essential to ordered liberty.

You wonder if that one professor who always seems angry and irritable and treats students' minds as his personal playground is actually a sociopath or just didn't get enough hugs as a child.

Sometimes during disagreements you are tempted to 12(b)(6) the offending friend or family member.

You know and understand the complicated epistemological and metaphysical differences between a conspirator and an accomplice.

You know and understand the complicated epistemological and metaphysical differences between coffee and red bull.

You can't remember if you decided to come to law school because you wanted to help people and make a difference in the world or because you hate yourself.

You think whoever came up with the Socratic method should have his face lit on fire and then beaten out with a rake.

You can't think of any legitimate reason why a law student would need access to certain public records, but you can think of a whole lot of illegitimate ones.

After the first semester you realized that "briefing a case" need only consist of looking it up on Lexis or Westlaw.

You've given yourself carpal tunnel from all the spider solitaire you play in class.

When someone is expressing their frustration or anger about something that is in any way related to the law, you can't be sympathetic because you're too busy figuring out in your head if
they have a cause of action.

You hear about the death of an elderly friend or relative and wonder if they died intestate.

You have considered changing career paths to hot dog vendor, stilt walker, or career alcoholic (and anyone who knows me knows that Plan B is still to become a Disney Princess).

You're pretty sure the reasonable prudent man is a friendless tool who still lives with his mother.

Insults only a law student would use.

Your mother's so fat she holds a joint tenancy by herself.

Your mother's so fat her manufacturer was strictly liable for not making her beep when backing up.

You're so old Rehnquist took you to his junior prom... and you were a senior.

Your mother's so old, Scalia cites to her.

Your mother's so old, insurance companies value her life estate at 5 cents.

Your mother's so fat she's always in diversity jurisdiction.

Your mother's so fat Prosser and Keaton have a section on her... Massachussetts has a doctrine about her.

Your mother's so fat Congress reorganized her under the Department of Homeland Security Act.

Your mother's so fat, the neighbors need an easement to go around her.

Fed. R. Civ. P. 19(e): Mandatory Joinders. Your mom.

You're so fat, Posner has 10 volumes describing you as an economic waste.

You're so stupid you have your own reasonable person standard.

You're so ugly, you're ALWAYS dismissed with prejudice.

You're so ugly, it's unconscionable.

You're so ugly, Judge Friendly has defined you.

You're so ugly, even Wigmore won't consider you.

When others look at you, it violates the 8th Amendment. When you look at yourself, it violates the 5th.

You're so ugly, it's against the Geneva Conventions to post your picture.

Not guilty by reason of YOU.

You're so abnormal I could patent you. Actually, Michael Jackson is infringing.

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She's got some great style-- check out her pictures of her place. See any posters that look familiar? :)

Another great blog is Design*Sponge. This blog is a little more "professional," but there are a ton of great ideas for around the house craft projects. I think I might want to do some of these this summer on the weekends! The site address for that is: http://www.designspongeonline.com/

Tee hee.

Haha, check this out:

http://www.wintrest.com/if-celebs-moved-to-oklahoma/

So freakin' funny!

Hello world.

A little bit of background....
So, here's a little bit about me before I get into the knitty gritty.

My name is Classy Tallahassee, and no, it's not on my birth certificate... primarily because I am from Charleston, SC. I go to law school at FSU in Tallahassee- and I hate it and love it all at the same time. It's hard to explain. Most of the time I don't mind school; I never really disliked school even growing up. I was kind of good at it, so it wasn't a chore. However, when exam time comes around I sometimes think I would rather rink cyanide than continue this chosen career path. Most of the time, I just keep asking myself, "Do I hate myself this much? WHY?" But hey, ONE MORE YEAR.

You may hear me refer to a few people over the course of my blogging-- here's a run down for you:
Z- This is my fiance' (soon to be hubby! MAY 10).
Charlie Murphy- My dog; he's a german shepherd/ border collie mix. And, yes, that's his real name.
Rachel- My best friend since 9th grade.
Bri- My younger sister.
Glen/Jamie- A couple that my fiance' and I hang out with here in Tallahassee.
Matty- My fiance's good friend and the head football coach at the high school my fiance' coaches for.
Lo- My law school amiga.

Anyways, I'm going to go now; I'll be back when I have more to say. Ciao.