It is 70 degrees in Boulder, Colorado and everybody has taken their clothes off.
Not all of their clothes, obviously (we aren't all dirty hippies), but shirts are off, sun dresses are on, and translucent white legs are on display.
To those of you unfamiliar with Colorado weather, or any region of the world that has cold winters but hot summers, in the fall, 70 degrees is the equivalent to 85 in the summer. After a long winter of -10 degrees, when your nostrils freeze and your toes are always numb, 70 feels pretty damn hot.
But not that hot.
Put your goddamn clothes back on people. Okay fine, rock that sundress, but lets be honest, you're chilly. Summer will come people, in due time. In the mean time, let's try and keep some of our clothes on. That bikini might be cute, and maybe you'll get a little tan, but if those goose bumps all over your legs are telling us anything, its that you need a hoodie. And boys, your nipples are so hard they could cut glass. Give them a break. Throw on a T-shirt until the wind dies down, please. I'm cold looking at you.
Enjoy the sun, should make for an interesting St. Patty's day this weekend.
xo
K
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
MY BUCKET LIST
Here is my Bucket list. It is a work in progress...
1.) Live anywhere but Colorado
2.) Have a Wikipedia page about me (not made by me, that's cheating)
3.)
1.) Live anywhere but Colorado
2.) Have a Wikipedia page about me (not made by me, that's cheating)
3.)
Sunday, March 4, 2012
I'm only 20.
Everyone around me is in such a hurry to grow up. My friends and I are 20 years old and we all want to be 21 more then anything in the world. We are counting down the days until our next birthday, just as we have been speeding through the years since we turned 18, just for that moment when we can throw that fake ID away, march into that liquor store, and buy some cheap beer for our friends.
This makes me sad.
I am 20. We are 20. Let's take a moment and appreciate that we're 20.
So, here are some things I want to start to appreciate about being 20.
1.) I am in college.
It is a miracle that in our society I get to learn about whatever I want, with all of my friends, on a beautiful campus. I am living on my parent's dime, close enough to adulthood that I can do whatever I want all day long, but far enough away that I have little to no responsibility. Tip of the hat to whoever decided that college was going to be the norm. I applaud you.
2.) I am not a teenager.
20 sounds a hell of a lot older then 19. Slightly more respect. Zero more responsibility. Win win.
3.) FIRSTS
At 20 we have had a lot of first. Our first steps, our first day of school, our first kiss, our first love, our first fight, our first hangover, our first midterm, our first apartment. But our firsts are far from over. We are old enough to have some big, life altering firsts under our belts, but we have so many more to look forward to. And the greatest part of the firsts from now on are almost entirely up to us.
4.) Fuck it, I'm young.
We can make mistakes, big ones and little ones, and our excuse is real and legitimate. I'm young.
5.) Nothing is set in stone
I have a lot of decisions to make. My major, my career, where to live, who to love. The beauty is, I have time to try everything out and decide what works for me. At 20 anything is still possible.
6.) I'm not 21.
Once you turn 21, what is there left to look forward to? You have reached the ultimate age and from then on, you only gain more responsibility and more wrinkles.
7.) Setting the trends
What's cool right now is up to us. That's a power and a privilege and we did nothing to earn it. Might as well make the most of it.
8.) Mommy and Daddy won't let me starve.
9.) I am allowed, even expected, to be a narcissist.
10.) No sleep
Stay up all night, get up early. Repeat.
19.) No one is relying on me.
I have no family, no husband, no kids, no career, no boss. It's just me, doing me. Once we graduate, this will no longer be the case. Let's not wish it away.
20.) I can eat whatever the hell I want.
Hello our youthful metabolisms!
xo
K
This makes me sad.
I am 20. We are 20. Let's take a moment and appreciate that we're 20.
So, here are some things I want to start to appreciate about being 20.
1.) I am in college.
It is a miracle that in our society I get to learn about whatever I want, with all of my friends, on a beautiful campus. I am living on my parent's dime, close enough to adulthood that I can do whatever I want all day long, but far enough away that I have little to no responsibility. Tip of the hat to whoever decided that college was going to be the norm. I applaud you.
2.) I am not a teenager.
20 sounds a hell of a lot older then 19. Slightly more respect. Zero more responsibility. Win win.
3.) FIRSTS
At 20 we have had a lot of first. Our first steps, our first day of school, our first kiss, our first love, our first fight, our first hangover, our first midterm, our first apartment. But our firsts are far from over. We are old enough to have some big, life altering firsts under our belts, but we have so many more to look forward to. And the greatest part of the firsts from now on are almost entirely up to us.
4.) Fuck it, I'm young.
We can make mistakes, big ones and little ones, and our excuse is real and legitimate. I'm young.
5.) Nothing is set in stone
I have a lot of decisions to make. My major, my career, where to live, who to love. The beauty is, I have time to try everything out and decide what works for me. At 20 anything is still possible.
6.) I'm not 21.
Once you turn 21, what is there left to look forward to? You have reached the ultimate age and from then on, you only gain more responsibility and more wrinkles.
7.) Setting the trends
What's cool right now is up to us. That's a power and a privilege and we did nothing to earn it. Might as well make the most of it.
8.) Mommy and Daddy won't let me starve.
9.) I am allowed, even expected, to be a narcissist.
10.) No sleep
Stay up all night, get up early. Repeat.
19.) No one is relying on me.
I have no family, no husband, no kids, no career, no boss. It's just me, doing me. Once we graduate, this will no longer be the case. Let's not wish it away.
20.) I can eat whatever the hell I want.
Hello our youthful metabolisms!
xo
K
Saturday, March 3, 2012
F-bombs and beyotches
I need to apologize. It has been brought to my attention that I have been offending readers (ahem mother) with my unnecessary use of curse words on my blog, on my Facebook, and on my Twitter.
My apologies. I had no intention of offending or appearing unladylike to anyone. After all, I am a goddamn lady.
I think I should take a moment to review the significance and offensiveness of each curse word I frequently use. This way, if I should use one of said curse words, god forbid, we will all be on the same page as to not unintentionally offend anyone. This way, you can fully understand my motivation behind the word and either be less offended by its use, or about the same as you were before, in which case, I can't help you, stop reading my fucking blog.
Here are the curse words most commonly encountered on any of my social media sources:
goddamn
damn
fuck
fucking
mother fucking
bitch
ass
asshole
shit
These are very common curse words but are still, in my opinion, are the most effective and usefull.
Let's begin with "goddamn" for it is, by far, my most commonly used profanity (see - every blog I've ever written). This phrase is used for negative emphasis. For example, "..and I couldn't find my goddamn keys!" As you can see it's simply another adjective expressing frustration. No harm, no foul.
Next, lets address "fuck," "fucking," "mother fucking," and "fucker."
This word, in any variation is among the most forbidden of curse words. I was brought up in a household where it was referred to as the elusive "f-word." But today, it has made it's way into my vocabulary.
Most commonly, I use a variation of "fuck" in my writing because that sentence was fucking boring. Throw a "fucking" in there to spice things up. I like to think of it as my literally equivalent to Cholula hot sauce. Spicy and goes well with everything.
Finally, "bitch." Yes, this word seems very aggressive and derogatory. And that's exactly how I mean it.
I hope this clears up any confusion and you can all see that a casual "fuck" thrown into any sentence is really just a part of a insightful and engaging piece of literature.
xo
K
My apologies. I had no intention of offending or appearing unladylike to anyone. After all, I am a goddamn lady.
I think I should take a moment to review the significance and offensiveness of each curse word I frequently use. This way, if I should use one of said curse words, god forbid, we will all be on the same page as to not unintentionally offend anyone. This way, you can fully understand my motivation behind the word and either be less offended by its use, or about the same as you were before, in which case, I can't help you, stop reading my fucking blog.
Here are the curse words most commonly encountered on any of my social media sources:
goddamn
damn
fuck
fucking
mother fucking
bitch
ass
asshole
shit
These are very common curse words but are still, in my opinion, are the most effective and usefull.
Let's begin with "goddamn" for it is, by far, my most commonly used profanity (see - every blog I've ever written). This phrase is used for negative emphasis. For example, "..and I couldn't find my goddamn keys!" As you can see it's simply another adjective expressing frustration. No harm, no foul.
Next, lets address "fuck," "fucking," "mother fucking," and "fucker."
This word, in any variation is among the most forbidden of curse words. I was brought up in a household where it was referred to as the elusive "f-word." But today, it has made it's way into my vocabulary.
Most commonly, I use a variation of "fuck" in my writing because that sentence was fucking boring. Throw a "fucking" in there to spice things up. I like to think of it as my literally equivalent to Cholula hot sauce. Spicy and goes well with everything.
Finally, "bitch." Yes, this word seems very aggressive and derogatory. And that's exactly how I mean it.
I hope this clears up any confusion and you can all see that a casual "fuck" thrown into any sentence is really just a part of a insightful and engaging piece of literature.
xo
K
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