Sunday, January 31, 2010

Are You Ready?

I've been thinking about getting back into blogging for a while now, and then my friend Phillip started a blog, so I figured, "What the hey? I'll do it." So here I am.

Anyway, I've been following Lindsey's Rantings for a while and I absolutely adore her. She's so hilarious and I look forward to her posts.

I'm not good at this blogging thing because I've tried it before and it completely didn't work out. So I can't promise I'll post frequently. But I realized that I have a lot of built up frustration that I should get out. And since my bestfriend is back home and I'm at school I can't always talk to her. I mean sure, I can tell her about it but it's not the same as in person. It only cuts it about halfway, so maybe this will help the other half of myself who can't seem to get it together.

So here goes...
I absolutely LOVE the snow! I mean, snow and me are like peanut butter and marshmallow fluff... see what I just did there? You were expecting jelly, but I pulled the ol' switcheroo. Aha. But I do. I love snow! And I love that campus is covered in a foot of it. I am the exact opposite of my bestfriend (yes, one word). She loves summer and I love winter. She'd rather be hot, I'd rather be cold. And driving with her in the winter is so annoying (even though I love her to death) she is just cold blooded and she keeps the heat on full blast and I'm burning up and she's still shivering. I complain and she turns it down for a while because she loves me, but then a few minutes later it's back on. Oh well... ahaha.

So I didn't get any pictures of the snow yet, but I will tomorrow probably. I really want a Canon Rebel XSi. It's like $500 and I don't have that. :P I guess I'll have to start saving. But when you're a broke college student, saving money is impossible. Whenever I get a little green I spend it. I'm really not very good at budgeting my money.

Maybe I can change that. I hope to change a lot of things this year. I guess this will be a new year's resolution blog, a month late, but better late than never.