1. I really do love Baylor. and
2. I really am a small town kind of girl.
The first was because my advisor is so amazing. She helped me fix my schedule, to make sure I am on track for marketing and pre law, and then we talked about my family. Thats right, be jealous, your college advisor probably doesn't care if you HAVE a family. Mine wants to meet them. This is just one of millions of reasons why I love this university, the people are just so amazing!
And the second... well probably because of what I just explained. I like to get to know people, and I love running into people I know... I just like small towns. Which is why I complain about Waco infinately less than my friends do.
So I like this quote: "Southern Debutantes are wrecking balls all dressed up in pink cotton candy. A southern girl is a girl who knows full and well that she can open a door for herself but prefers for the gentleman to do it because it demonstrates a sense of respect. After all, every girl wants to be treated like a princess. Southern Debutantes endure a lot with a smile on their face. Many times they'll smile when they really want to scream. She's the feminist who can still turn a man's head without a slap. We pick our battles and fight with the heart of a pitbull while still maintaining grace and elegance. Our mystique is that of a soft-spoken, mild-mannered woman who could direct an army, loves her momma, and will always be her daddy's little girl." hahahaha. :)
OK so little black dress. There was a point there. Next weekend is my former roomie's wedding. Which, I am totally pumped about. She is amazing, he is amazing, and they are adorable. But I got a little black dress... with WHITE POLKA DOTS!!! I love polka dots. Its so cute. It makes me feel better about going to a wedding and being single. And actually, I'm not really upset that I am single. It was my choice to be single, and it has been my choice to remain single. So while I know some people think that I must be oh-so-upset... I'm really NOT. It has been a nice change, and I am at peace because I know God has something amazing in store for me, and for once I'm not trying to rush it. Plus... there are 5 more years of school ahead of me.
Thats right, law school. and lets go THERE... me at law school. I find it slightly annoying how many people think I am a "dumb sorority girl". First of all, we have standards and GPA requirements, so shut up none of us are stupid or we wouldn't have gotten in. (*disclaimer: yes, I will admit not everyone who is greek is brilliant. But at Baylor, everyone is pretty smart, so give us some credit here!) Even before I went greek, I would have people (mainly guys) tell me that I would be a trophy wife. Uhhh... anyone lookin in my direction for a trophy wife is NUTS. I have a brain, an opinion, and I know how to shoot a gun quite well. I'll never be a trophy wife. And to everyone who thinks I can't hold a decent conversation... try me. I can defend my views and debate issues, and I really am smart. I love how I went from being a nerd to being a ditz... further proves some people are wayyy too shallow.
Oh, and while I am airing my feelings... GUYS IT IS OK NOT TO BE DIRTY 24/7. omgshhhh this one is driving me nuts. At work the other night, we were talking about Field of Dreams. and the quote "Build it and they will come". Well, I was explaining how in hs we had a cheesy shirt that said that with a cheer pyramid on the front. And all the guys start laughing and making it into a dirty joke. Thanks guys, I just love it when you a) can't stop making fun of me and b) have to make everything dirty to appear macho. Lets just say, after this summer, my opinion of guys in a certain frat has gone way down.
haha, this sounds so down and ranting... but thats really not how I feel at all. My life is amazing, and even when it is boring, it is so EXCITING and full of fun! God is amazing, and He can always make a way when there seems to be no way... I can see His work so much in my life and it just blows my mind, because I know I don't deserve any of it.
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