Wednesday, January 28, 2009

101 things in 1,001 days

so i was poking around and saw a post about writing down, and completing 101 things in 1,001 days here, and i think it's a great idea. i wrote mine... y'all should do it, too. i think it'll be fun to be able to change the color on the lines of things! yayy!


key:

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completed


101 Things in 1001 Days

  1. Make the dean’s list at least twice
  2. Bring my GPA up to something I can talk about publicly
  3. Cook all the recipes in my mom’s recipe book
  4. Create my own recipe book
  5. Go to 5 concerts, at least 2 out of state
  6. Start writing a book
  7. Graduate from The University of Tennessee
  8. Backpack Europe
  9. Visit Australia
  10. Learn to surf
  11. Learn to speak French conversationally (it doesn’t have to be perfect, but enough to be able to be confident in France)
  12. Study more
  13. Stop binge drinking more than twice a week
  14. Go sky-diving
  15. Take a photography class
  16. Go fishing
  17. Run a 5K
  18. Run a half marathon or marathon for leukemia research
  19. Help someone to make themselves more healthy - be it eating habits, exercise or just mentally
  20. Visit Hawaii
  21. Go to Vegas
  22. Rescue a pet (PIG!!!)
  23. Buy a new computer (yayyy my new MacBook!!!)
  24. Make a new friend every month
  25. Send my mother flowers
  26. Blog more – at least a few times a week
  27. Be more honest
  28. Go scuba diving in another country
  29. Kiss someone under the Eiffel Tower
  30. Attend a red carpet event
  31. Be a vegetarian for at least three months in a row
  32. Find a job that I like
  33. Find a job after graduation
  34. Make my parents proud
  35. Visit my mom more than once a year (Christmas, summer...)
  36. Make t-shirts for my friends for an event (Drunk on the Plane shirts from Vegas)
  37. Take a trip with friends that requires a flight (VEGAS!!)
  38. Go on a cruise
  39. Kiss someone in the rain
  40. Volunteer at Habitat for Humanity
  41. Teach English in Africa
  42. Introduce a guy to all my parents and not be ashamed or worried of their reaction
  43. Stress less about my step-mom
  44. Work at a sleep-away summer camp
  45. Work on a ski slope for a winter
  46. Go camping
  47. Get out of overdraft
  48. Learn how to not hate my mom’s boyfriend
  49. Host a dinner party (deliciousness)
  50. Cook a holiday meal
  51. Organize my room
  52. Stop eating when I drink for 60 days
  53. Find a pair of jeans that fits me well, or….
  54. Fit into my skinny jeans again
  55. Take the LSAT
  56. Make a candlelit dinner
  57. Get an A on both a French (90%!!) and a Statistics test (97% AND a 94%!!)
  58. Learn to dance
  59. Take more cooking classes
  60. Learn to golf
  61. Learn the entire Michael Jackson Thriller dance
  62. Visit all the schools in the SEC (12)
  63. Go to Mardi Gras
  64. Go to the Kentucky Derby again
  65. Do sober what I say I’m going to do drunk
  66. Read a new book every month (January - The Last American Man, February - I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell, March - Twilight, April - Breaking Dawn, May - Harry Potter #6, June - Harry Potter #7 [don't judge])
  67. Tell my ex-boyfriend to leave me alone without worrying about what he’ll do because of it
  68. Read the books I was supposed to read in high school
  69. Do Big Brothers Big Sisters of America
  70. Coach a cheerleading team again
  71. Swim with dolphins
  72. Visit my best friend in Milwaukee
  73. Write more thank you notes
  74. Participate in Meals on Wheels
  75. Cuddle with someone in front of a fire
  76. Create, and stick to, a workout plan
  77. Go on a road trip
  78. Make a cake covered in fondant
  79. Hang Christmas lights on the outside of my house
  80. Participate in another religion’s tradition
  81. Learn how to successfully make at least 5 drinks well
  82. Go to Nashville and act like a total tourist (taking pictures with all the statues and whatnot)
  83. Go to a football bowl game
  84. Go whitewater rafting
  85. Talk to my extended family more often
  86. Learn to make at least 15 recipes from memory (not including salad and spaghetti)
  87. Buy all the seasons of The Office
  88. Go to an art gallery opening
  89. Make a dress
  90. Take time out each week to do nothing and relax my mind
  91. Go hiking
  92. Drink less Coke
  93. Buy stock
  94. Spend New Year’s in a different city than the one I live in
  95. Do something for someone else on my birthday
  96. Write an essay and have it published
  97. Freebie – y’all’s suggestions?
  98. Mow the yard for my mom
  99. Get an internship
  100. Go see a television show in person
  101. Audition to be in a play

wish me luck!! :)

Saturday, January 24, 2009

the one where i found my car

so i realized i never actually finished telling the tale of 2 cities... er, my missing car. so the next day, after walking around trying to find my car, i decided to give up and wait until my friend picked me up to do the most logical thing i could think of after an evening of epic proportions: drink. we drove around the strip (where the bars are) and up and down the parking lots. we went into the garages. we even went to the restaurants on the opposite part of the street from where i was the night before.

i back tracked in my mind, desperately searching for something of familiarity and remembered being at the bank. unfortunately, our banks like to tow at any chance humanly possible.

after calling a few tow companies, i finally found it.

city of knoxville: 1
ptpb: 0

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

you know what makes me laugh?

...emo kids.

i think a fun thing to do on a saturday afternoon after spending the previous night binge drinking for a friend's birthday, seeing your favorite 80's cover band, and making out with your best friend (whoops...) is to go to the movies. if your movie theatre happens to be located in the mall, it will make for even better amusement.

our movie theatre just so happens to be placed smack dab in the middle of the mall, so it works out well when your movie is sold out. instead of having to go home or find a different theatre, you can simply trudge on over to the ruby tuesday's and sit at the bar until the next showing.

while sitting at ruby's, we made big plans for our day. we would get party cups of beer and walk around hot topic, as we felt the best way to venture into the murky depths that is hot topic is to do it drunkenly. once we left ruby's and got closer to the h.t., our ambitions faltered and the executive decision was made to just take our party cups and go to the movie. well, either that or by the time we started walking, we forgot about the h.t. completely.

don't you fret though - those h.t. shoppers were littered throughout the entrance of the movies, and since the theatre frowns upon outside food and drinks, we had to sit outside to finish our beer and oogle the emo-ness that is knoxville's high schools.

by the end of the day, i learned a few things...
- emo kids are funny
- no matter how skinny or not skinny you are, to be emo you must wear skin tight jeans
- beer always makes things funnier
- asking a kid "hey.. little person! how old are you?" warrants the answer "12. hey big person! how old are YOU?"
- trying to make friends with emo kids by asking what time mom's picking them up in the mini van warrants looks that make you first fear for your life
- wearing a t-shirt that has your sorority name on it means you don't have to try to explain to the ticket ripper guy that you're not emo, but the party cups will make you do it anyway, even after he tells you he didn't think you were emo in the first place
- vampires can't drink beer
- kicking open doors and screaming "I'M A VAMPIRE!" does not make people think you are a vampire.

can you guess what movie i saw?

Saturday, January 10, 2009

dude, where's my car

so i woke up thursday to my head screaming at me due to the phone that was next to me in bed, ringing. i rolled over to make the horribleness stop, when i saw it was a friend of mine who rarely calls me before 8 pm. fearing something may be wrong, i answered it.

him: hey there, ptpb... i'm on my way to class and my friend and i were reminiscing about things past, and we were wondering.. how's your car doing today?

my immediate reaction was, oh god. did i do something stupid and leave my car at his house last night?! did i dream going to a bar last night, and never made it out with him and my other friends? so i did what any normal person would do..

me: haha, of course it is!
him: (long awkward pause) .... do you remember hitting the pole outside my house last night?
me: hahha oh gosh, of course

lies. i did not.

so as soon as i got off the phone, i put shoes on and walked downstairs expecting to see my car smashed so smithereens. upon opening the door, i saw no signs of my car. hmm. so i walked the stairs to my room with floods of memories coming back to me at once.

i went to my friend's house to drink with them for her birthday. when they left to go to our basketball game, i came home to change. upon being dressed, i decided waiting another hour and a half to drink was a terrible idea, so i called one of my guy friends and drove to his house to drink and watch the game with him and 2 other guys.

did i mention i'd only eaten 5 crackers with cheese and a few m&m's all day? yeah, that's probably something to mention.

so, after taking 7 shots of whiskey, drinking between 3 and 8 beers, kicking ass at table hockey on my iphone, we hear from the birthday girl and crew. we all decide the bars are a good time and go.

then my memory gets a bit hazy.

some things happened, i walked into the bar, saw my friends and said hi. then some other things happened and i decided to just leave the bar without telling anyone. did i have a beer at the bar? i don't know. did i talk to people a lot? hmm. was i there for only 30 seconds? it seems like it.

so i left for class a little later with many questions going through my mind. highest on the list - where were my keys, and, more importantly, my car.

cut to 5 pm, i was walking home from class and decided to take a loop around the block to see if i had parked in someone's yard a block away. no sign of my car. while taking the last turn towards my house, our campus shuttle drove by me. i giggled to myself at it, without being sure why. and then i remembered the seat covers inside, which is something i generally would never remember so vividly from not having been in something in a little over a year. and then, like a flood of memories, i realized i had walked out of the bar and there, like a sign from god, there was the shuttle. beckoning me to get in and ride home.

so the question still remained - where did i park my car?

i called the 2 guys who were with me and between the 3 of us, we had no idea where my car could possibly be. how that is possible, i don't know for sure. perhaps it was the not eating, or the thought that i should drink like a frat guy. one can never be sure. but i am sure that i am a moron.