day 119. i am officially a college graduate.

There isn’t a whole lot to say about today. I woke up, graduated from college, had lunch with my family, took a long nap, and spent the night with family. It was just really great. There wasn’t a single bad moment of today, I don’t think.

First, let me show you a picture of me on the first day of school. I have to tell you a secret. My abilities of having a non-photogenic facial expression have not been lost, to this day. All in all, this is a cute picture. I’m just going to say it. I was cute. But the tell tale facial expression of Concerned Eyes begins here, and does not stop through most pictures taken of me on a momentous occasion.

I mean, are you sure this is the best location? Do I look okay? Is my hair in my face? Am I going to miss the bus? What if the dog comes and gets in my picture? I’m not sure about this bow in my hair. I’m just a little concerned for the situation.

And now, let me show you the best photo I’ve ever taken in my life, one of the few that lacks Concerned Eyes. Joining me is my brother with his It’s Not Justin Bieber hairstyle. He’s pretty dapper.

For anyone who’s wondering, I graduated from Oklahoma Christian University with a degree in English writing, hence the white tassel and trim, and a minor in accounting. The red and black cords signify my membership in (and domination of for two years) Sigma Tau Delta, the International English Honor Society.

All in all, I’d say I’m pretty happy with the past five years. There were good things, there were bad things, and if I had to do it over I can’t say I’d do it all the same, but I feel comfortable with what I’ve taken from the experience and I know I’ve been given the tools to do what I want to do in the world.

This is one of my best friends from college, Mica. This girl just gets me. I don’t really know what it is, but we just clicked and fell in love with each other the day we mutually decided we should be friends. She’s just the best. And the best part? Her last name starts with an S, so we got to sit together at graduation. In the front row. That was a little nerve-wracking, but whatever. We got to sit together on the most momentous occasion in college, so that was exciting.

This is me with one of my favorite professors from college, Dr. Agan. She shares my love of snark, Thai, and Gaga. And being in charge of people. We both like that, too, I’m pretty sure. Anyway, I’m going to miss her a lot. I’m sure I’ll still see her around, but it won’t be the same.

Also, it was incredibly windy yesterday. Words cannot describe how windy it was, so I will let this picture show you, even though it very barely does the wind any justice.

Finally, a shot of my mom and me after the ceremony ended. I think this is where I inherited my Concerned Eyes. She’s just the best, though. I definitely couldn’t have made it through the last year without her support, and I was so happy to have her with me.

After the ceremony, my family took me out to eat at Sushi Neko, my favorite sushi restaurant in OKC. And it did not disappoint, as if it could.

I wish I had a philosophical statement to make about graduating from college. I feel like the last year has been a very long prep time for this moment. I’m done with college. I’m an adult. I’ve been waiting for this moment my whole life. I know most people say they miss college so much, and being an adult isn’t that great, but I’m really the other way around. I’ve been waiting my whole life to not have to go to classes anymore. Thrilling, right? Now I feel like I can really relax and start my plans for New York – I’ve made it through the final hurdle, and I don’t have school dragging me down anymore. I’m free to make whatever plans I choose, when I choose them and where I choose them.

This is just truly a great moment for me.


day 118. the day before.

Friends, I’ve done many new things in the past 48 hours. I turned in my last college exam, I walked in and out of the Bible building for the last time (finally – I don’t think it’s a secret that I have never liked my Bible classes), and I almost ran over Stafford and Joanne North in the Panera parking lot after work.


I’m glad I had my sunglasses on. I mean, I don’t think they know who I am, but we’ve crossed paths enough times in the library that he might recognize me. And after Lynn McMillon friended me on Facebook a few weeks ago – who knows what might be going on?

And then I’ve really gone and done it. I’ve done something I swore I would never do. Something I said I didn’t see the point in and I just would never stoop that low.

Well, I’ve stooped.

Tonight, I went and got a spray tan.

Yes, really. I don’t look crazy and I don’t look like Snooki or anything, but I have to say, it’s a million times better than what I had going on before (very white legs).

And I’m here to report back that it was a lovely experience.


I mean, it was fine. It wasn’t painful and I’ll probably repeat it at some point. I bought a three-pack, so I will be repeating it at two points in the future. It was just…not at all what I expected. I had a friend at work tell me what to do before I went in so I wouldn’t look like a complete fool (although I think I may have, anyway). It was more expensive than I thought it would be, but really, a pretty fair price for what you’re getting, I think.

I’ll just say that it was shockingly cold. I’m not really sure why I expected it to be a warm mist – I guess I just associate being tan with being warm. But being sprayed four times with a cold mist was not exactly ideal.

And I almost didn’t blog about this, because it seems like one of those things that maybe you don’t tell people about. But I’m going to show up to graduation in the morning with a partial tan, and I don’t think anyone who’s seen me in the last week is going to be fooled by it. So I might as well jump the gun and blog about it.

This week has just been really busy – I’m hoping that next week, once I’m a real college graduate, things will slow down and everything will just be fine and I’ll be able to find interesting things to blog about. I may even hop back on another 30×30, and finish it out this time Cross your fingers, right?

And in case you forgot what tomorrow morning is…

day 113. the impossible astronaut.

Starting from the moment I got to work this morning, it’s been a Jekyll and Hyde kind of day. I don’t know if that’s the right descriptor – it’s a little too dramatic. But then, is it?

If you’ve ever worked in retail, you know that the days leading up to (and even the day of, if you’re open) major holidays are crazy days. Last-minute shoppers fill the store from start to close. It’s usually a booming day for business, though, which is really nice, especially if you’re in charge for the day.

The day usually goes something like stressed-excited-stressed-excited-stressed-excited and so on, throwing you a break here and again. The neverending lines can stress you out, but then you look at how great your store is doing that day/week and it’s just absolutely thrilling. I can’t tell you how proud I was of everything after the day ended. It was super busy and a lot of work, but the day flew by (power hour, right?) and it was just really exhilarating.

And then I got home just in time for the Doctor Who Rewind and premiere of the new season, with the episode “The Impossible Astronaut.” I don’t want to give any spoilers here, especially since I haven’t even seen the second half of the two-part episode yet (doesn’t air until next Saturday, bah), but I think I’ve found my new favorite show to theorize about. It’s kind of like Lost, except you know (because The Moff has said as much) that they’ve been thinking about these plotlines for years and years, and letting them play out in a wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey kind of way. Not backwards, not forwards, not sideways, not in any particular chronological order – because that just wouldn’t be the Doctor.

But when I say I have theories, I have theories. Not overarching, extensive theories about the season, because you just can’t do that with Doctor Who – there are literally no limits, no boundaries, so they can throw anything at you and you just have to accept it. But I have theories about the immediate questions. It would be really nice if I could see “Day of the Moon” right now, but I suppose this is my fate (along with the rest of the world).

All in all, a day full of adrenaline

But for now, it’s time to slow the day down to one speed, relax, and head to bed in time for Easter in the (early) morning. Have a happy holiday!

day 112. a renewed love for ronald.

Friday was a rather exciting day for me, I think. I started the day with waking up on time to get ready for my departmental senior exit interview, which is rather a feat, if you know me. The interview itself went splendidly – it was with one of the professors nearest and dearest to my heart – the one I’m actually named after, if you can believe it. Dr. McBride is just everything, isn’t he? I think my heart is a little more full every time I see him.

And since I had the day off work, it was a very pleasantly sweltering 95 degrees outside, which I used to full advantage in the mid-day hour. I had coffee with Rebekah for, um, several hours after my interview, which is always great. We always find so much to talk about – she’s one of the few people with whom I feel I can be completely and totally honest, and have incredibly frank discussions. I feel like we had a difference of opinion on a few things, but we both just had so much to say and it was so great to have someone to talk to about things I feel strongly about. She’s the best best friend.

Anyway, I just ran a few errands after that and hung out for a little while, watched some tv.

Oh, and then I found out that my parents have BBC America included in their cable subscription. No big deal. I mean, whatever. There was only a Doctor Who marathon leading up to the premiere of “The Impossible Astronaut.” So I watched some Doctor Who, and then James, Rebekah and Desmond came over and we watched Deathly Hallows, pt 1. This was my first time to see it since November, when I saw it at midnight, so it was pretty thrilling.

And I remembered just how much I love Ron Weasley. I think he may be my favorite book character. I’m just saying.

And man, he’s such a nerd, but do you know me? I love nerds. If Ron had known about Doctor Who, he would watch it. Nah, Ron would probably know the Doctor. If either of them were real.

On the real life hand, one week until graduation!

day 111. one week and twelve hours from graduation.

I’d like to take this post to say that today was my last college class ever. The last class I will ever attend in my undergraduate career. Will I be having a graduate school career? Eh. Maybe. But that’s not something I have to worry about right now.

So for now, all I have to do is take my Senior Bible final, turn in my portfolio, and finish up my TCC biology class, and I’ll be officially done with college.

As in, I won’t have to worry about what the next school year is going to be like. I won’t have to plan my years around the various semesters and breaks and holidays.

I just feel free.

I know there are going to be things I’ll miss and things I’ll regret, but overall, I’m glad to be done with school. It was a tough decision for me, whether I wanted to return this semester. But you know, I’m glad I did. There were times when it was hard and there were times I just wanted to quit, but having sucked it up for a few months and just having done it, I’m going to have a degree.

And that, friends, is something to celebrate.

day 110.

Tomorrow morning is my last college class. Ever. Isn’t that crazy? Isn’t that great?

And to be honest, I realized about an hour ago that I may not even have a final for that class. I thought I did, but, you know, I may not. I’ll have to double check, but wouldn’t that be exciting?

I’m about to graduate from college, also. I can’t even tell you how much that freaks me out. Of course, I’m thrilled, but it’s weird to think that this crazy time in my life is almost over.

And this will be my reaction a week from Friday:

Apparently I’m famous at work for my Power Hour post. Fine with it.

Since I’m tired, I’m just going to share with you a cute idea from a work friend: Peeps sushi. Cute, right? I feel like I had maybe heard about it before, very briefly, because it sounded vaguely familiar, but she showed me all about it and even showed me pictures of her own Peepshi.

Peeps, rice krispies treats, fruit roll-ups and Swedish fish. Does it get better than that? That’s what I thought.

This picture looks a little vicious. But, you know, it’s just Peeps, right? Just sugar in several forms? Man, look at those little eyes. Little judging eyes. Oh well. Still wouldn’t keep me from eating one (or more) of them.

I really want to try my hand at peepshi now, especially having seen her pictures. They’re just so cute! I’ll take pictures if I do and let you know for sure.

PS Easy A is on Netflix Instant now. If you haven’t seen it, this is your chance. If you don’t have Netflix, I don’t want to know you. Well, that’s not true. But you’re really missing out.

PPS Did anyone know there was a new Glee last night? I totally didn’t until work today. Surprise! I can’t believe I didn’t hear about it. Anyway, it was pretty good. Anything with Cheyenne Jackson automatically wins in my book.

day 108. time and relative dimension(s) in space.

I’m about to drop something really nerdy on you. Like, really, really nerdy. I know you all know I’m a huge nerd at heart, but I hope you’re sitting down.

About two months ago, some friends got me hooked on watching Doctor Who. For those of you who are unfamiliar, which is probably most because it’s quite possibly the nerdiest thing I’ve ever admitted, it’s a British TV show that’s been going on since 1963. Here’s a really good short video that will completely catch you up. You know, as much as a video can.

There. All set?

Well, I’m going to assume you probably didn’t watch the video, because six minutes is about five minutes and forty-five seconds too long for most people’s attention spans (including mine).

Doctor Who is a show about the Doctor, a 900+ year old Time Lord (an alien from the planet Gallifrey, but the last of his kind, due to a tremendously brutal war between the Time Lords and the Daleks, one of their oldest enemies) who travels the universe and also all of time in a 1950s-era police box that is, as the saying goes, bigger on the inside.

And on the inside. See? I told you. Bigger on the inside, and this isn’t even the half of it.

The Doctor travels time and space with his human companion(s), righting wrongs and ensuring events happen correctly. He also has the unique ability to regenerate (up to 12 times) upon a fatal wound or other very-near-death experience, and he is currently on his eleventh regeneration, acted by Matt Smith. Each new Doctor has his own personality and set of quirks, while remaining true to the original character. The Tenth Doctor was David Tennant, who most of you probably know as Barty Crouch, Jr, from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (man, I’m a nerd tonight), and his companions were Rose Tyler (Billie Piper), Martha Jones (Freema Agyeman) and Donna Noble (my favorite, played by Catherine Tate, who incidentally is up for the new boss spot on The Office). Current companions are Amy Pond and Rory Williams (Karen Gillan and Arthur Darvill, resp), with recurring appearances by the mysterious River Song (Alex Kingston).

The reason this promo shot is so goofy-looking is that the first episode of the new season takes place in Utah, the first time the Doctor has visited anywhere in the US that isn’t Manhattan. He doesn’t usually wear a Stetson. From left to right, it’s River, Rory, the Doctor and Amy. And the TARDIS, of course.

It all sounds rather sci-fi and silly, and it is, but there’s just something very endearing about it. They frequently visit well-known people, places and events in time, so there’s the aspect of occasionally learning something, too – or, at the very least, a humorous look at things you’ve heard about. There’s also the aspect of alien life in almost every episode, which adds an unexpected twist to a lot of historical events. And some of them are quite scary, it’s true – don’t even get me started on the Weeping Angels. That’ll keep you up at night.

I feel like I’ve done DW a serious disservice here, because it’s impossible to explain the enormity of the concept and how great it really is in one blog post. But it really is worth a watch.

And the best part? The New Who seasons are on Instant Netflix. I think the newest season, series 5 with Matt Smith, is my favorite, but they’re all good. If you’re looking for something to watch after school gets out, I’d recommend it. The new season starts next Saturday, and I fully intend to watch it, if not live, then immediately after it uploads online.