Home for the Holidays

(Skirt: Borrowed from Rebecca, Shirt: Stolen from Grandma, Shoes: Rainbows, Necklace: Thrifted via Flea Market, Blazer: JCREW via outlet)

I'm home! Working, seeing friends and making mistakes all over the place. It's good to be home. )

Semester in Review: Part Four

Setting the Mood: Christmas by Michael Buble

Emotions: Joy, Deep Sadness, Apprehension

Rearranging Kelsey's room for the umpteenth time. Favorite comment on this photo: "What is that homeless girl doing on Kelsey's bed?" haha. Currently her room has a loft where she has a dog bed and a fish tank (think: artsy, not crazy) and her bed is underneath with curtains surrounding it. An awesome private place. Props to E, K and I for making it happen. I hope she doesn't change her mind again for a WHILE.

The Resident Student Association had a Christmas party that I helped organize. We had gingerbread house decorating, ornament decorating, hot chocolate, hot cider and candycanes. And tons and tons of Michael Buble. What a great combination.

Gingerbread House decorating at 4 in the morning on a Friday Saturday. You know, the ush. Unfortunately, it was the opposite of structurally sound and collapsed tight after the picture was taken. So we ate it.

Plastic Watches that cost way too much just because they are Lilly? I swore I would never own Lilly, but look how cute they are!!

A 7 foot tall ice sculpture right outside the dining hall before the Winter Wonderland Dinner. Notice that I am not wearing pants or a jacket. It was 60 degrees. It was melting MAD fast, but it was pretty while it lasted.

What I Learned:

-A bathroom can smell like puke for a ridiculous amount of time

-Not to take things too personally

-Pizza is NOT your friend

-Madmen is just as addicting in college

-8 am's are the devil

-Money is too easy to spend

-You can never have too many command hooks

-Clubs are the best way to meet people

All in all, college has been a good experience. I've laughed really hard, sobbed and experienced other freaky ups and downs of emotion, but I'm blaming it all on losing the foundation of Maslow's  hierarchy of needs:

The love and belonging part is the most important. College is kind of rough in that aspect.

Thanks for sticking through the crazy postings of my first college semester!

<3 xoxo Allison

Semester In Review: Part Three

Setting the Mood: Marina and the Diamonds

Emotion: Confused, Happy, Uncomfortable

The first football game I have ever been to. I only stayed for an hour, because E and I had a vegan Thanksgiving to go to, but I heard we lost pretty badly. I actually appreciate going to a school that's not good at football, because I really don't care. But look at my spirit! I wore red!

This is from a conference we went to. The theme was superheros. We're pretty awesome, nbd.

New hair! Thanks AC!

Because it's practical to wear tank tops and heels in the winter to go out. Coats are totally unnecessary. 

Luminaries! Christmas is a glorious time. I love going to a school that openly celebrates Christmas. It makes life worth living.

Semester In Review: Part Two

Setting the Mood: Florence and the Machine

Emotion:  Worry, Contentedness

Elkie, Maddog and I went to live in the woods for four days and log. It was an awesome experience, although I smelled like a portapotty and my hair was greasy enough to fry eggs on. But that's enough disgusting imagery. I learned to log!

This is me and my best friends Simma and Prarie. Gorgeous, pickey-about-what-sleeping-bag-they-sleep-on dogs. Sorry Madison, they chose you. A good thing about doing manual labor everyday is that you get so exhausted, sleeping on the ground is no problem. Plus, I'm a super camper. It's casual.

This is how we do homework. Just kidding. This is how we DON'T do homework in the hallway.

Becca and I bought a giant bear to sit on Becca's futon. His name is Paddington, for obvious reasons.

 For Halloween we dressed up like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. And we made our costumes instead of buying them, because we are poor. And poor students buy puff paint and make their own costumes. Because everyone who sees them are drunk anyway, so it's chill.

Semester In Review: Part One

Set the Mood:

-Music: Mumford and Sons

-Emotion: Trepidation, Sadness

Saying Goodbye to these girls was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. This was the last time I saw Mallory and I only saw Kate one more time before I left. This was for Pragna's party, and I miss her as well! I love my girls.

Becca and I decided that we needed to look like we were having a good time at college so we needed to make it apparent on facebook. Duh. Also, I am not immune to the fact that the handicapped sign is pointing at my face.

Sportfest! We made a team of people with boys that we didn't know and didn't appreciate us. Don't forget pubic hair boy. He was a winner. This is a note to you: shave your face. It also must be noted that we lost every single game we played. So that was good.

Walmart Parties are totally normal. Sally Day bought me a clear backpack, so I deem it a success. We also play Marco Polo in these large stores because they're the size of a small city. Also: I get lost a lot.

Oatmeal Bunnies! Not only were these very overpriced, they smell like apple pie. Thank you Grandpa's Garden!

Brett's Playlists

(Shirt: Forever 21, Skirt: Self-Made, Tights: RUE via TJ Maxx, Boots: Rack Room Shoes, Belt: Thrifted, Watch: Thrifted via Flea Market, Rings: Assorted)

For the past few weeks I have been addicted to Spotify, and on it one of my facebook friend's playlists. Brett's playlists have good music when I just want to chill. They have a very hipster vibe, which is appropriate, because I'm pretty sure Brett has some hipster in him.
The last week of school is here and I have two more tests standing between me and those Christmas lights at the end of the tunnel.
Finals Week LehGo!

Farrah Fawcett on Crack

(Dress: TJ Maxx, Boots: Rack Room Shoes, Socks: Gap, Belt, Hair: 100% Psycho)

If you look closely at photo two, you can catch a glimpse of what I am now calling my Fawcett Wannabe Do. 
Please Compare:

Now imagine her as a redhead, with shorter bangs, very pale and completely drenched by what looks like a rainstorm. Or Carrie after the pigs blood. Throw in some bags under the eyes because college seems to think 8 ams are appropriate class times, and BAM. There you go. I look just like Farrah. Who knew?
On another, more positive note, these boots are new. :) And today was my last day of classes. Christmas break here I come!