Rules

From the time we are born, we are surrounded by rules. Don't cross the street without holding Mom's hand, no dessert till you've had your dinner, do your chores, be in bed by nine. As we grow up the rules are lesser and lesser, but, still, we are always governed by some sort of rules. So why do we voluntarily add more restrictions to our lives? Why do we unnecessarily add so many rules that really aren't important after all?


Don't talk to that guy because he talked to that one girl for an hour and a half last Sunday and they sorta have something goin' on.


You can't be friends with her. I don't like her, therefore, you don't like her, and y'all can't be friends.


You can't buy that shirt. I saw this girl two weeks ago at some gas station in Auburn, and you wouldn't want to match her.


He cheated on you. He deserves to die, and you can't in any circumstances be friends with that guy. 


And the list goes on...


You shouldn't do this, and you shouldn't do that, and that's not cool, and sorority girls don't do that, and that's so embarrassing, and you look ridiculous. 


WHO CARES?


Do what makes you happy.


For years we've waited for the freedom to be away from our parents and make our own decisions. Why now, when we are finally on our own, do we remain so uptight? We create so many unnecessary restrictions, so much pointless drama in our lives for absolutely no reason. So I say it's time to let go of these rules. I say it's time to start living, start loving, start taking chances. We miss out on so many exciting opportunities, so many new relationships, so many new memories when we abide by rules that aren't even rules at all. So let's start bending them, maybe even breaking them, let's live a little. Do what you wanna do, say what you wanna say, be who YOU wanna be.

It's Your Life

"It isn’t the mountains to climb that wear you out, it’s the pebble in your shoe."

 -Muhammad Ali

I know, I know...it has been months since I've blogged. Call it a bad case of writer's block, call it a bad case of laziness, or call it a bad case of the blues, but blogging has been the last thing on my mind. 

Over the last two months, I've slowly begun to realize that some people simply aren't meant to be in your life, no matter how bad you want them there. No matter how strongly you cling to something (or someone), it won't change the fact that they aren't just meant to be there. Maybe this person is the problem causing your sadness or your anger. In reference to the quote I posted at the beginning of this post, maybe this person is the pebble in your shoe.

So if you've isolated the problem, and you know what it is that is causing so much heartbreak. Why do we continue to hang on? Why can't we just let go. It's taken me months to realize just how stubborn I am, and months to realize that it's time to let go and move on. There comes a time when we have to come to the realization that something just isn't right. There comes a time when you have to realize that YOU are the most important person in your life and YOU choose whether or not you'll be happy or miserable.

Why would you keep someone around who hurt you? Why would you want to keep someone around who quite frankly did not care enough to make sure you were in their life? Why would you want to waste all of your feelings and effort on someone who viewed you and your relationship with them as disposable? 

Why would you continue to walk with a pebble in your shoe?

Once you remove the problem, the distraction, the hurt, you free yourself to move on and you open up your life to something so much better. You open up your life to new opportunities, new people, new relationships, and you open up your life to the people who matter. You say good-bye to those who hurt you, to those who don't feel that you're worth it, and you finally allow yourself to focus on those that who truly love you and care about you and prove it every day.

YOU are beautiful. YOU have a bright future. YOU are blessed. YOU have almighty God on your side, and with Him all things are possible. And YOU have the decision every day to be miserable or to be happy. It's all up to YOU!

It's A Great Day to Be Alive

Over the last couple days, God has reminded me just how precious life is. Two girls my age passed away over spring break. We celebrated Ethan's 20th birthday without him, for the second time. I visited my Pop in the rehabilitation center, noticing how much older and more fragile my grandfather had become. I said hello to all the lonely nursing home residents, and, on one particular day, Grandma and I met a family friend as he was leaving the nursing home and tearfully informed us that his grandmother had finally passed away a few minutes before. His mom followed his statement with, "It was time though. She's lived a lot of years."

Some people are lucky to grow old, to live a lot of years. Others are taken way before those of us left behind deem necessary. The bottom line is that we never really know when God is ready for us. We never really know when our time here is up. When it's time to go home, can I look back and say that I really lived?

So over the course of the weekend, I found myself soaking in every moment spent with my precious grandparents. I savored every smile, every laugh, every bite of homemade pound cake, every warm robe in the morning, every hug. I found myself crying on the way home as I realized that Grandma and Pop won't be with me for the rest of my life. It's hard to imagine them being gone, and with Pop sick, the realization that their time here is temporary only sinks in more. Every day that he is here and healthy is a great day.

And I began to think about the families of the two girls who passed away over the break. I began to think of all the unanswered questions that the families must have, and I began to think of my sweet Ethan as I realized that they are asking the same question that we once asked...why? Ethan's birthday was a hard one again. He was taken from us far too young, and we didn't see it coming. I wanted so badly to be able to wish him a happy birthday to his face, as I know so many others did, too.

And as all of these thoughts came together, I rolled down the windows of my car and rode down the streets of Talladega blaring my Travis Tritt and screaming that it's a great day to be alive. Life is so precious. It can be gone in an instant. When that time comes, will I be ready? I can't wait to finally meet my Father in heaven, and I can't wait to see all the people who made it there before me. But until that day, I'm continually savoring every day, every emotion, every person in my life. I'm alive, and I'm infinitely blessed....so every day that I'm still breathing is a great day to be alive.

Inventory Control

"Knowing what you’ve got, Knowing what you need, Knowing what you can do without-That’s inventory control." -Revolutionary Road

Lately I've come to realize that I have a lot of extra "baggage" in my life. I devote so much extra time, energy, and emotion into people and things that don't deserve it. So today I've decided to let a few things go. I've decided that I shouldn't waste anymore time trying to make people happy who couldn't care less if I'm happy or not. I've decided that I'm not going to keep working towards maintaining friendships that the other person could care less about whether or not they're in it. I've decided that I'm going to devote more energy to the healthy, meaningful relationships in my life and less to the ones that are nothing but a poison to me. The sad thing is that as I'm writing this, some of my closest "friends" come to mind. 

So....Today, I'm thankful for...

The friends who txt or call me just to see how I'm doing or to wish me good luck on a test.

The friends from high school who wouldn't dare let the distance get the best of us and call me every time they see my name on Skype.

The friends who want to see me, not just when it's convenient for them, but whenever they possibly can. 

And the friends who, in turn, don't expect me to drop everything the minute that they decide they want to hang out with me.
The friends who realize that I have a life, too, and that sometimes I'm gonna be busy.

The friends who answer my phone calls and listen to me cry even over something ridiculous.

The friends who go with me to the library, or Kroger, or the tanning bed, or the doctor, no matter what time it is, what they could be doing, or what they should be doing.

The friends who are never selfish, never jealous, never judgmental.

Real friends.

50 Life Secrets and Tips

50 Life Secrets and Tips | High Existence

READ THIS!!! Sooo great.

Dartboard

Today, I was reminded again of some of the best advice Mom has ever given me.


It was an absolutely beautiful day. I had a wonderful time at the social last night. Woke up and went to all of my classes. Then spent what should have been a meaningless afternoon running errands with my boyfriend, but turned into such a fun couple of hours being with him and enjoying the weather. Chapter was just a paper chapter. I got to play with my nieces (the puppies), and Julia and I went over to the boys house to have steaks for dinner. Complete and total blissful, enjoyable day. 


But this morning I got all stressed out and worked up over my classes, how busy I am, and all the things I had to get done. And then tonight, some silly girl got under my skin and caused a little tension in my relationship. Just stupid little annoyances...just darts.


Whenever I'd had a perfect day and dumb little things brought me down, Mom always told me that it was just Satan throwing darts at me. It was his way of trying to ruin my happiness and good mood. It was his way of trying to bring me down and give me a sour attitude. But Mom always said I had to tell him no. Tell him that I wasn't going to take it. I won't put up with his darts, and I won't let them hurt me. 


So today was one of those days when I was the dartboard. Today I let Satan get a few stabs in. I let him make me feel discouraged, frustrated, and just plain not good enough. I let him bring me down, and I let him take away from the wonderful day I had filled with beautiful weather, lots of laughs, and some of the best people I could ask for. It's so important to remember that we do have an enemy, and that he does not want to see us happy. He does not want to see us glorify God, nor does he want God's light to shine through us. So it's important when we are the dartboard, to catch those darts and tell Satan no. It's important not to let him in and allow ourselves to have those perfect days. After all, I truly am much too blessed to be stressed. :)


"Don't take much for this crazy world to rob me of my peace, and the enemy of my soul says You're holding out on me. So I stand here lifting empty hands for You to fill me up again." -Francesca Battistelli

Love never fails.

I have so much on my mind today that one blog post could never encompass it all. My heart is overflowing with so many different emotions, and God has truly brought me to my knees today. 


It has been such a fun weekend, and today was an absolutely gorgeous day. I've had a to-do list a mile long, but I decided to take a break, watch the sunset out on the porch, and hang out with God. Best idea ever. 


Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid. -John 14:27

And in that hour out on the porch, I was consumed by God's presence, and His peace. All the crappy things of the past week just melted away, and He reminded me that He is still here. 

I became so absorbed in Captivating and covered at least 5 sections tonight, as opposed to the usual one a night. Then, I opened up my Bible and decided to read Ruth's story again. With tonight being Valentine's Eve, love has been on my mind as I'm sure it has everyone else's, so Ruth's story was the perfect one for tonight. There have been Bible study after Bible study about Ruth. Did you know that there are only five women listed in the genealogy of Jesus? And did you know that there are only two books of the Bible named after women?

Anyways....I typed up a huge blog post after this point....and erased it all. 

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. 

1 Corinthians 13:4-8

Learn it, love it, live it.

Happy Valentine's Day :) 

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Ignorance is bliss

It's happened to all of us - the moment after you hear some bad news when you want to go curl up in a corner. The few seconds of dread that linger after hearing the angst in someone's voice after they tell you that there's is something they need to tell you. Then there is the aftermath, the confusion, the sadness, the anger, the emotion. All of these things are so unwelcome and unwanted, yet you got it anyway.

 So maybe ignorance really is bliss. 

It's in these moments when you wish that you'd never heard what you heard. It's these moments when you'd rather not know the truth and save yourself the pain that came with it. One minute you're on top of the world, and the next, it gets yanked right out from under you. Sure, it was the right thing to do, and sure you deserved to know, but if you were happy not knowing, then is it really necessary? Is it better to know the truth? Or to go on ignorant and naive, but happy and content?

What you don't know won't hurt you...or will it?

"Some things, however, are true no matter how hard you might try to block them out, and a lie is always a lie, no matter how prettily told. Some doors, once they're opened, can never be closed again, just as some trust, once it's been lost, can never be won back."  -Alice Hoffman, Blue Diary

Positive Polly in a Negative Nancy World

Today started off as a series of unfortunate events. 

Was one point away from an 80 on my organic lab safety quiz and forgot to take it again before the deadline, so I had to go to campus early to retake it on paper. 
It was below freezing and raining.
Then, I got into lab and didn't have my lab key. 
That'd be a minus five points.
My stupid drying agent kept clumping even after about 10 scoops.
The results of the experiment are probably completely screwed.
But that's really it. In a bad mood because of a few things that were so small.

Just a rough start to the morning. 

But the parts of the morning I left out were...
My sweet boyfriend drove me to campus early so that I didn't have to walk in the freezing rain. 
Brandon is one of the lab TA's, and he txted me this morning telling me to come early so that I wouldn't have to miss part of my lab. 
Also, because Brandon is a TA, my -5 points sheet mysteriously disappeared, and he unlocked my lab drawer with no penalty. 
Once again being a sweet boyfriend, Robert also tried to bring me my lab key, even though he came at 12:30, and my lab started at 12...he tried. 

Things that matter, things that don't.

God is constantly reminding me of how lucky I am. All of the tiny things that put me in a bad mood were fixed. For every bad thing that happened, something good happened. But I still allowed myself to turn into a Negative Nancy. It's so easy to let small things affect your attitude. What's most important is to continually remember that things really could be worse, and the very things that you are upset over are totally insignificant. The things that matter are the things that mean something. The kindness that a friend or boyfriend shows, texting you to tell you not to have a bad day and to cheer up or trying to bring you your lab key even though your lab started thirty minutes earlier. What matters is that I'm alive, healthy, and surrounded by people who love and care for me. There are so many people in this world, country, state, and even city who woke up this morning and had a much worse morning than I did. 

People went hungry today. People had no home to get out of the rain and cold today. People couldn't see the rain or hear it on the roof. People were busy working because they couldn't afford college today. People were fighting for our country today. People were missing those people today. People lost a loved one today, and people died today. 

So even in the midst of a bad attitude this morning, God continued to amaze me and reminded me just how lucky and blessed I truly am. 

Today, I am most thankful for the ability to get up and go to classes or labs and the opportunity to go to such a wonderful school. I'm thankful for the ability to see, hear, and even walk. I'm thankful for my parents who answer the phone no matter what it is I'm calling about, and who make me believe that a 78 on a physics test is a good thing. I'm thankful for friends who texted me yesterday to wish me good luck on a test and for those that texted me to cheer me up after reading my last tweet. I'm thankful that I'm still so close to all of my old friends, and I'm so thankful that I've gotten the chance to make some amazing new ones lately. I'm thankful for my first love. He taught me how not to love someone, but ultimately he taught me how I should love someone. I'm thankful that I've found a new boyfriend that knows ''love'' scares me and is patient with me anyway, that makes me laugh every time we're together, and that will be my slave for a week when I beat him on our physics test. 

And most of all, I'm thankful that as I'm typing this and as I go to sleep tonight, I'll be smiling. 

When you take the time to continually count your blessings, you'll be amazed at the realization of just how lucky you are, and you can't help but be happy.

Little Things

So I stumbled across this blog called "little things." She describes her blog as "a list of all the simple things I have come to appreciate," and that's exactly what it is. After going through about ten pages of all the little things, I decided to make a list of the top ten simple things I have come to appreciate today. 

10. A fresh lab coat.

9. Hot chocolate chip pancakes.

8. My boyfriend's t-shirt that he never should've let me borrow.

(Because he probably won't be getting it back.)

7. A fluffy Build-A-Bear with a pink flower headband and glittery pink shoes.

6. A song that perfectly describes how you're feeling.

5. Sweet picture comments on Facebook.

4. Phone calls from my Mama.

3. Failed romances.

(Learning from your past.)

2. The fear of losing something.

(Having something you don't wanna lose.) 

1. A best friend with big curly hair, a bigger personality, and the biggest heart.

Thank You...

These last couple days, I have been consumed with overwhelming gratitude for the many blessings that God has placed in my life. I truly believe that I am one of the luckiest girls in the world, but I'm not sure if I've ever really taken the time to thank the people who mean the most to me. This may be cliche, and you may find this boring. If you do then feel free to exit out. I mean, really, very few people read this blog, and the people I'm about to thank will probably never see this, but if I had the time to actually thank each of these people, this is what I'd say....

Mom

Thank you for giving me your eyes. Thank you for leaving the light on downstairs and tucking me in every night growing up. Thank you for giving me a reason to be homesick when I came to college. Thank you for being the strongest woman I know. Thank you for instilling in me a firm sense of independence and a fiery determination. Thank you for raising two teenage girls basically on your own. Thank you for being my hero.

Gary

Thank you for making my breakfast and coffee in the mornings before school. Thank you for buying me the Rascal Flatts CD at midnight so that I wouldn't have to go. Thank you for bringing me bobby pins at school when I thought my hair looked bad. Thank you for loving my mom. Thank you for coming into our lives just when we needed you most. Thank you for making me a better person each and every day. 

Emily

Thank you for being my little sister. Thank you for sleeping in my room with me until I wasn't scared to sleep alone. Thank you for stealing my clothes. Thank you for never wanting to be in pictures and making me force you. Thank you for calling me when someone is mean to you. Thank you for letting me take up for you. Thank you for calling me every time you got your ACT scores back. Thank you for making me so proud. 

Whitney

Thank you for calling me your big sister. Thank you for calling me when you need someone to talk to. Thank you for having such a beautiful voice. Thank you for playing your guitar for me and calling when you learn a new song. Thank you for trying out all the mascaras for me. Thank you for being a better person than I'll ever be. Thank you for letting God's light shine through you each and every day. Thank you for looking up to me. Thank you for never giving up on me.

Brock

Thank you for helping me carry my Rice Krispies inside on National Honor Society inductions day my senior year. Thank you for being my best friend ever since. Thank you for going shoe shopping with me. Thank you for riding around town with me, flipping coins to see which way we should turn. Thank you for answering my calls no matter what time it is and listening to me cry. Thank you for reassuring me that I am beautiful and smart whenever I start to doubt myself. 

Sarah Beth

Thank you for letting me sit on you before you were born. :) Thank you for being a best friend since birth. Thank you for putting on scary make-up with me and dressing up like Grandma and Pop. Thank you for visiting Scottsboro every summer. Thank you for moving in with me this year. Thank you for fixing me dinner when I've had a long day. Thank you for helping me pick out my clothes and for letting me steal yours. Thank you for being my mom away from home.

Leah

Thank you for being my long lost cousin. Thank you for becoming a ZTA and being in my bump group. Thank you for being a big ray of sunshine every single day. Thank you for calling me when you're crying and letting me help. Thank you for letting me give you devotionals and talk about God.Thank you for singing Shania Twain and Dixie Chicks at the top of your lungs with me. Thank you for visiting Scottsboro and Stevarinos, even though you got lost. Thank you for coming to pick me up whenever I need you (even when I lay on the gear shift.) Thank you for always putting me in my place when I need it most. Thank you for being exactly who I wish I could be. 

Brooke

Thank you for living across the street. Thank you for turning all of Bellefonte Estates into our own magical world growing up. Thank you for riding bikes, scooters, and golfcarts with me. Thank you for coming over every Christmas morning. Thank you for being such a good writer. Thank you for making me sob at your Memory Day thinking about how much I was gonna miss you. Thank you for being another little sister to me.

Holley

Thank you for being my best friend since fifth grade. Thank you for having a secret Zac Efron notebook for our notes in high school. Thank you for driving me everywhere before I had a car. Thank you for letting me practically live with you and claim your mother as my second mom. Thank you for dating best friends with me...twice. Thank you for being there for me through every single breakdown I've ever had. Thank you for having every class with me this year. Thank you for knowing all my secrets and being the only person I can talk to about anything and everything.

Riley

Thank you for starting a blog with me. Thank you for loving quotes and songs just as much as I do. Thank you for being such a good cook. Thank you for jamming out to Avril Lavigne in the car with me. Thank you for having tons and tons of long conversations with me. Thank you for throwing rocks with me. Thank you for doing Taebo. Thank you for wanting to go on a mission trip. Thank you for being wise beyond your years. Thank you for being one of the bravest, strongest people I know.

Lauren

Thank you for being my first new best friend at Auburn. Thank you for being that weird girl on the bus at New Member Retreat, only to become my roommate and soulmate. Thank you for bringing me flowers when I'm sad. Thank you for being just as random and odd as I am. Thank you for hating mushy gushy couples and people who walk around smiling all the time. Thank you for always being willing to go out and have a good time. Thank you for being willing to do absolutely anything for me. Thank you for giving me enough reasons to love you that I could make a list that's quickly approaching 100.

Julia

Thank you for looking like Barbie. Thank you for being my partner at Camp War Eagle. Thank you for running up to me at rush. Thank you for pledging the same sorority. Thank you for having sleepovers with me once a week last year. Thank you for letting me drive you everywhere while you didn't have a car. Thank you for taking me to the Cumming fair and showing me around your big ole town. Thank you for being my roommate and sharing our own little cubby this year. Thank you for letting me steal your clothes. Thank you for having a devil cat. Thank you for being the most caring, sweet, crazy diva I have ever met. ;)

Kasey

Thank you for being my random roommate from Guntersville. Thank you for being such a good dancer. Thank you for making my first year at Auburn WONDERFUL. Thank you for having family dinners with me. Thank you for laying out in the grass to the side of our apartment. Thank you for always listening to my whining and complaining. Thank you for still wanting to be my roommate for another year. Thank you for fighting with me then making up. Thank you for being one of the most genuine, helpful people I've ever met.

Robert

Thank you for being my football crush before we ever met. Thank you for letting me be that creepy girl who knew you were in her chemistry class and really wanted to meet you. Thank you for txting me on Maegan's 21st birthday. Thank you for coming to the Halloween party with me. Thank you for being a bad txter ever since. Thank you for making me give up on not dating anyone. Thank you for showing me that not all guys are jerks. Thank you for letting me be a weird, pouty, princess. Thank you for letting me be me.

Pencil Me In

Where do your priorities lie?

Is it in your schoolwork? Social life? Boyfriend? Work? God?

God is so good at convicting me of putting so many other things before him. Tonight, after writing things down in my planner for the week, I laid down my pen and reached over to turn out the light, suddenly realizing what I'd laid my pen on top of- my Bible and Bible study, quietly resting on my nightstand, ignored, again. 

So where in my busy schedule did I find a few minutes to spend some quality time with my Father? Where did I set aside a few minutes to read His word, to study it, or simply to pray?

He is a jealous God. "Therefore I will block her path with thornbushes; I will wall her in so she cannot find her way. She will chase after her lovers but not catch them; she will look for them but not find them." (Hosea 2:6-7) Time and time again, God has grown a bit impatient with me. He has taken the things that I place above him and twisted them. He has tied a little misfortune into the things that occupy all of my time, only because God is a jealous God. He doesn't do these things to hurt me, but to rescue me. His only hope is to show me that He is the only one I should turn to, the only one I should put my trust in, that He should be my number one.

It's so easy to plan for a big party, a hot date, or some study time. It's so easy to put so many things before God. We become increasingly preoccupied with all these earthly things that matter so little, forgetting about the one who matters most. All the while, He waits, hoping that in our busy lives we can find some time to pencil Him in.

"To me, “FEARLESS” is not the absence of fear. It’s not being completely unafraid. To me, FEARLESS is having fears. FEARLESS is having doubts. Lots of them. To me, FEARLESS is living in spite of those things that scare you to death. FEARLESS is falling madly in love again, even though you’ve been hurt before. FEARLESS is walking into your freshmen year of high school at fifteen. FEARLESS is getting back up and fighting for what you want over and over again… even though every time you’ve tried before, you’ve lost. It’s FEARLESS to have faith that someday things will change. FEARLESS is having the courage to say goodbye to someone who only hurts you, even if you can’t breathe without them. I think it’s FEARLESS to fall for your best friend, even though he’s in love with someone else. And when someone apologizes to you enough times for things they’ll never stop doing, I think it’s FEARLESS to stop believing them. It’s FEARLESS to say “you’re NOT sorry”, and walk away. I think loving someone despite what people think is FEARLESS. I think allowing yourself to cry on the bathroom floor is FEARLESS. Letting go is FEARLESS. Then, moving on and being alright…That’s FEARLESS too. But no matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it. You have to believe in love stories and prince charmings and happily ever after. That’s why I write these songs. Because I think love is FEARLESS."

This is why Taylor Swift is brilliant.

This is why this quote and album will NEVER get old.

This is why I love her. 

She is my idol.

She's so right...

And this time around, I'm fearless. :)

All We Do Is Win

But really....all we do really is WIN!!!

2011 National Champions, babyyy!!!!

Last night was probably the single most memorable night of my life. 

It was the perfect end to the perfect season.

I'm more thankful than ever to be a part of such an amazing family. This was the best year to be a Tigerette, and I'm so glad that such a wonderful group of guys and coaches were able to bring home the hardware. Not only that, I'm so thankful for the classy, fun fans that make the Auburn experience that much better. Needless to say, I cried after Wes made that game-winning field goal, and I cried again as we ran to Toomer's to roll the tree for my first time ever. 

I love Auburn traditions. I love Auburn football. I love Auburn fans. 

And most of all, I love Auburn University. 

WAR DAMN EAGLE.

WAR DAMN BEAT BAMA.

WAR DAMN SEC CHAMPIONSHIP.

WAR DAMN NATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!!

Say hello to my body idol for 2011.

Adriana Lima.

My favorite Victoria's Secret model...

and my inspiration.

Let the long workouts and the Diet Coke diets begin.

See you on Spring Break. :)

Begin Again

I don't know about you, but I feel like 2010 flew by.

I had such an amazing year. I'm pleased to say that it was an improvement upon 2009, and I wasn't quite sure that was possible. 

Last year...

I lost a very dear friend.

I totalled my old car.

I got a new one.

I got a hamster.

I went through a few more fish.

I spent the summer waiting tables at Stevarinos.

I moved into a new apartment with two more roomies.

I experienced by very first rush and welcomed the very BEST Zeta babies into our chapter.

I got rid of the things in my life that were holding me back.

I went out more.

I made countless new friends and a couple new best friends that I don't know how I ever lived without.

I was a Tigerette for a perfect football season.

I made my first B.

I fell even deeper in love with Auburn.

And I had a whole lotta fun.

This year...

1. Above all else, I will put God first.

2. I'm gonna get my abs back and make my old body jealous of my new one this summer.

3. I'm going to stop worrying about the small stuff.

4. I'm going to stop letting people take advantage me and learn to stand up for myself.

5. I'm going to sing karaoke.

6. I'm going on a mission trip.

7. I'm gonna give up on my whole "I don't date" philosophy.

8. I'm gonna complain less and smile more.

9. I'm going to stop being so uptight and learn to go with the flow.

10. I'm gonna live like the world really is going to end in 2012.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!