Happy hour sangria time :) (Taken with Instagram at Lazy Dog Cafe)
Mission accomplished. (Taken with instagram)
i-will-make-you-fit:
I give you the material, you only pay me with your drive to succeed!
I recently started writing a 10 day challange, i completed the challenge and lost 12 pounds! (Eeep! i know, freeeaking out!)
Now, i would like to give it away to you guys as a beta before it goes live in July!
(i only ask you take a before and after and submit them to me for my blog!)
So here’s the deal, all you have to do is reblog this post and mbf me http://i-will-make-you-fit.tumblr.com/ to be considered!
Then ill pick 50 people using random.org so every person gets a fair chance!
That means the more you reblog, the better your chances are! (ON AN ACTIVE BLOG) Meaning blogs used just for the giveaway are ineligible!
I would absolutely love to see how well this works for you guys!
ANNOUNCING WINNERS JUNE 5TH!
i really hope this isn’t the summer of stupid.
but if you add up the facts… it just. might. be.
frickkkkkk
“So what do you have planned for tomorrow?” the RA was saying. “Um…” I glanced at my orientation packet, “we’re meeting our SOS groups.” Her face lit up. “Oh great! That’s where I met my best friend!”
Immediate panic to follow that statement. As the RA pranced out of the room it suddenly occurred to me that I might not actually form any friendships here. There was no guarantee of meaningful relationships. What if I was that random girl with no actual friends? I looked across the hall into my neighbor’s room. No one was there but the name on the door said Bethany. The name of my best friend back home.
I wanted to be back home.
Of course, as it turned out I did meet my best friend the very next day. Although we don’t talk anymore, she was my truest of true friends for the next two and a half years of school. From freshman clubbing adventures to late-night food runs (to everywhere from Del Taco to Wendy’s to Denny’s at 4 a.m.), from drunken phone calls to confessions and regret, to tears shed over boys and laughs over mishaps, from Midnight Madness to Singspo, from struggles with God and encouragement from the Holy Spirit, we were friends in the best way possible.
It is a friendship that, although gone now, I don’t regret investing time in. Sure the last semester was a little rough without that bff there but it is how it is supposed to be. And that’s ok.
It was a big part of developing who I was and am from college. And the same goes for the rest of my friendships, whether they were one of the fleeting ones in the first few months of school to the long lasting ones, friendship is important. Conflict is important. Growth should arise.
I learned the power of prayer and the necessity for a supportive spiritual community. I learned the value of honesty and truth spoken in love. I found friends I was able to open up to, to share Scriptures and the things Jesus taught me without fear of being mocked or of misunderstanding. I was able to pursue a relationship with God and be pushed towards Him and not away.
Friends are so much a part of college. More than boyfriends, classes or almost anything else I would say.
Asian way of life. (Taken with Instagram at Bethanys Room)
This is what an unpacked post-grad bedroom looks like after 3 days of crazy. Time to get to work! (Taken with instagram)
wistfulmind:
lmao
hahahaha
(Source: einsteinonacid)
it’s a little past midnight. i have my alarm set for 6:30 a.m. so I can get up and run and hopefully shed some of the fat I’ve accumulated over the past few months. Some people, okay most people would think I’m crazy for spending my first week of summer waking up and running up a sweat. But honestly, this is my way of fighting off the inevitable feelings of worthlessness and loser-dom that unemployment post-graduation brings. I hope that, because I have the discipline to wake up early and run a few miles I can make something of myself. Which is more or less illogical. But it helps somehow.
I was chatting with a dear friend today and came to the conclusion:
2012 is the hangover of 2011.
I am not allowed to have a perfect year and get away with it. 2011 was great. Wonderful. Everything I had hoped it would be. And 2012 has sucked. More or less. Despite the cool things that have happened: I met one of my favorite singers/was in his music video, went skydiving, GRADUATED … but this year has not been great. I have suffered repercussions from last year. Careless mistakes or maybe just taking things for granted. Whatever the reason, if 2012 really was the end of the world, I would sigh in relief.
Anyway. Its late,
Saw Drive for the first time tonight and it was grand.
Okay. Enough ramblings.
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