* Pretty Little Endeavors

A question I always get asked is, "Do you wear contacts?!" People ask me this because my eyes are so blue and they just assume I buy my eye color. Nope, born with it! Trust me, if I wasn't blind I absolutely would not want wear contacts. For years I've had contacts. I used to have the monthly ones, but shortly after wearing then my eyes would get all swollen and red. People either thought I was stoned or I had pink eye. It was awful.  I found out I was allergic to contacts and the eye doctor I was going to at the time was the only one to be able to figure that out. The only solution at the time was to get these prescription eye drops that cost around $40-$50 AFTER insurance. The bottle was smaller than the size of travel size eye drops. They helped, but a few months later I wanted another solution. My eye doctor had moved to another office and the new guy told me I probably couldn't wear contacts. I wasn't a fan of that. So we went through a

I woke up today around 3am only to realize I had been sleeping since 10pm. I fell back asleep and woke up around 5am and remembered I never set my 6:30am alarm. I get myself back to sleep, wake up a few minutes before my alarm and the first tweet I read was about the Detroit Lions training camp being open the the public today at 9:15am. The training camp is conveniently located minutes from my school. Which really isn't a good thing since I have a 9am class and I have to normally leave my house no later than 8:15am. It's Monday morning, I'm crabby already and I was sure that there would be more traffic because of all the lucky brats that were going to see Reggie Bush. Photo from MLive However, I never hit any traffic. I never once used a swear word, and that's rare for me while driving. I was early for class so I decided to check my e-mail to see if my professor e-mailed me back. Then I noticed an e-mail from my Wednesday night pathophysiology professor. I opene

I get a lost of inspiration from Whitney's posts. I've made a few posts based off of some amazing posts she's written. If only I could come up with my own blog ideas... Oh well. This post " 5 Dating Rules I Suck At " made me really start thinking about all the "rules" involved in the dating game. I may not be in the dating scene. But I thought about rules, and decided to say screw the rules.. here are some of my dating rules & advice. The dude pays.  I don't believe in the guy paying for everything forever. I've spent way too much money on dudes. It's not an issue unless the chick is paying more than the dude. However, the first few dates he's paying.  Don't hide your crazy. Anyone can handle a chick who is overly nice, polite, never swears and never gets mad about anything.  Eventually your crazy is going to slip out and he's going to wonder if you have a personality disorder.  It's better to know right away if he

READING   e-mails and class notes. WRITING   this blog post and some flash cards for my test tomorrow. LISTENING   to the show Snapped. Trying to just listen and not spend hours watching. THINKING   about all of the things I need to get done before tomorrow.  SMELLING   coffee and tanning lotion. WISHING   that things start turning around and start working out in whatever way will lead me to the most happiness. HOPING   I can get an A on my test tomorrow. WEARING   black Nike Pro Combat shorts and a Victoria Secret fashion show tank top. LOVING   all the support and kind words I've been receiving from so many people.  WANTING   more hours in the day. I swear there is just never enough. NEEDING   sleep. I know I've mentioned so many times before that I hate sleep. I really do. I'm just more tired than usual lately. FEELING   too many things all at once; overwhelmed, exhausted, confused, happy, sad, frustrated but most of all I'm feeling motivated.  CLICKING

I'm always amused by what people think they know about me based off of something I say or post online. You may follow me on Instagram, Twitter, Facebook and even my blog, but I will promise you that you don't know everything. I may be open about a lot of things, but there are plenty of things I don't talk about. I don't mind when someone contacts me to ask about something or to see if I'm okay. I have opened up to a few people about everything going on in my life and there were plenty of things they misunderstood from my posts, tweets and whatever else. There were also things they had no idea about. Please don't assume anything about me or my life. I have had many people in real life read things I've posted and assumed they knew everything. However, most of them assume many different things. For example; I broke up with LBZ, LBZ broke up with me, I'm pregnant, I had an abortion, I had a miscarriage, I'm seeing other people, I'm partying

This weekend I was determined to have a good time. I'm in need of all the good times I can have.  Friday  I was able to sleep in. I woke up in time to go to the bank then I had to get ready so I could go out to dinner with my parents.  After dinner I hung out on the patio with my mom. Last week my mom took a photo with this plant that she has. It grew a little bit, but this made me feel so short.  Later a few of my guy friends were going out and I decided to join in on guys night. I consumed way too much.  Saturday Woke up probably the most hungover I've ever been. It was about 1pm and I figured it'd be acceptable to make myself a bloody mary and kick this hangover's butt. However, I couldn't even drink it because I was so sick. I finally got ready and then went to Art in the Park with my parents.. which ended up being a bar crawl.  As soon as I saw this tank top I had to have it. Especially since everyone always calls me "Ship" because of

Dear Hair, You are looking fabulous today. Thank you for behaving. Dear Self, It's time to really wake up. You may realize that you do too much for many people, but you need to change that. Start being selfish. Start realizing that you're spending too much damn time trying to make everyone else happy when you're not even happy yourself. They don't care enough to make you happy. You're so much more than you're allowing yourself to be.  Dear Dreams, Lately you have been absolutely insane. Maybe I need more sleep. Maybe my mind needs a vacation. I haven't really enjoyed waking up and feeling so confused about what the hell story my mind just played out.  Dear School, I hate you. I hate the fact that it's getting so close to the time that I need to submit my application for my program. I have no back-up plan if I don't get in. I'll have an entire year before I can apply again. I'm so stressed. Dear Rich, hot, dude with an amazing

I'm really hoping this day goes by fast. 12 hour days are no fun. Hopefully I'll make lots of money and get an A on this test. It's almost the weekend. I have a full 3 days off. So happy! On with some pins.. Source: Uploaded by user via Amanda on Pinterest Source: refinedstyle.tumblr.com via Amanda on Pinterest Source: dailymail.co.uk via Amanda on Pinterest Source: Uploaded by user via Amanda on Pinterest Source: someecards.com via Amanda on Pinterest Source: someecards.com via Amanda on Pinterest Source: instagram.com via Amanda on Pinterest Source: flickr.com via Amanda on Pinterest Source: via Amanda on Pinterest Source: via Amanda on Pinterest Source: sphotos-b.ak.fbcdn.net via Amanda on Pinterest At a time I had a few hundred more followers on Pinterest than my mom did. However, she had me beat by probably close to 300. What the crap. Follow me if you want, I should probably give my mom's link since peo

I have a blog?! Wow, I forgot! Kind of. I guess I just haven't had an motivation or desire to make a post. I haven't known what to discuss or how to make a post without being a Debbie downer or seeming so negative.  Thank you all so much for your kind words about the "best friend" situation. I know I didn't respond back to everyone, but it meant the world. You guys are amazing and your words helped me. I haven't spoken to her since the next day when she wanted to know if I ended up finding somewhere to stay. It's not my place to make the effort. If you think that's wrong of me you've never been stranded in Detroit at 3am in a short dress and heels.  So, let's see what have I been up to? Work, school, dealing with life and trying to have as much fun as possible. I wish there were more hours in a day. I feel like I never have time to get things done and I feel like I don't have enough time to go out. When I do get extra time I'm so