Monday, January 31, 2011

It's clusterfuck Monday!

Seriously, when did being a college student get so hard?! I thought journalism was EASY!

Friday, January 28, 2011

Wagon train's a-movin'

Should be at Nyoh's learning to line dance with my sisters right now...but I have a nasty cold so I'm inside hanging out with another girl who didn't go and "doing homework."

Sigh.

Three of my sisters texted me when Miranda Lambert came on, though. Made me smile.

I hate being sick. There must be something going around.

Regardless, I am enjoying my time spent in the lounge of Thomson Hall reading Cosmopolitan online. Don't judge me.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Blurblurblur

These past few weeks have been a whirlwind. Getting back to school, starting new classes, formal recruitment, our chinchilla needing emergency care, my girlfriend's car breaking...and new years begun at The Transcript, Delta Zeta and PRIDE.

I have wonderful teams of people behind me everywhere I go and in everything I do. If not for them, I'd be lost.

I was officially transitioned into being the president of DZ tonight, after months of preparation. It's stunning to me how much faith my sisters have that I can leave them. And I think I keep learning more about myself as I take into consideration I have 61 other women to take care of, guide, and love every day. It's amazing. And it's also a little scary!

PRIDE is off like a rocket. The club has really come into its own. We got great new blood with our freshman class, and the whole group is very passionate about what we are doing. As with anything, I wish we could do more. And I wish we could make more of an impact on the local community. I really hope to see Ohio legalize gay marriage. Soon. Well, maybe soon is too hopeful. Someday? Can I just settle for someday?

Sigh.

The newspaper is something I love to do. I am glad to be on staff as an editor. Every day I am learning how to be a better journalist. Two of my sisters in DZ are on the leadership staff with me so that makes me very happy. Funny thing, they both come to PRIDE as well. Do I just attract journos who care about LGBTIQ rights?

Nah. It's more like I just attract wonderful people.

I'm so glad I have such a great group of friends and fellow leaders.

Leah tops them all though. :) We have been through a lot this week. She is so amazing and strong. I am so lucky she is my partner.



Get better, Pacco! We miss you!

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Ochoclinton???

...WELL.

It sure is the life in Miami. Chad Ochocinco just Tweeted a pic of him and Bill Clinton. Apparently old Willy Jeff was at Ocho's birthday party!!



Keep in mind this is shortly after Ocho spent time with Cristiano Ronaldo and soccer team Real Madrid. He's a popular guy!

Thursday, January 6, 2011

SWIFT REDEMPTION...brought to you by Gyllenhaal

It's just not Taylor Swift's year.

And does that upset me? Nah. Not a bit.

First, she gets shut out of Grammy nominations--so she'll be forced to sit idly by and watch as other stars get the recognition she "deserves" at the ceremony this winter.

Second, Jake Gyllenhaal apparently thought she was too young/too stuck-up/too dumb to date, and dumped her after a month of dating.

She is surely licking her wounds and writing a song of the angry breakup kind for poor Jake.

Luckily, I revamped part of Love Story for her...*ahem*

You were nine years older
When I first saw you
I closed my eyes as I sipped my latte,
You were there,
In LA in the summer air

See the lights, see the paparazzi
They're not gonna catch us doin' the naughty
Oh no no...
But little did I know...

That you are Gyllenhaal, and you can do much better
And your buddies said "stay away from Taylor Swift!"
And now I'm crying in my latte, writing a song for you...
And I'll say

I'm over you Jakey, sorry I'm so self-obsessed
I'll find another star to wear a white dress
For on a wedding day far in the future
Taylor Swift is back, bitch
And no one breaks up with her...

PS Congrats on the Peoples' Choice Awards...your fans still love you, but professionals and people who REALLY know you seem to be less than pleased.