I have not forgotten about this blog, I swear.
Just kidding- I have to admit, it did slip my mind until i recently had a conversation about blogging with Meg (my friend and my roommate's Alpha Xi Delta twin.) I decided I was cheating you all out of what has been going on in my life, so here it is.
I believe I left you all off in the middle of September. Oh, how things have changed.
Long story short, I've been crazy busy. The friends I made the first week of school (see blog: I Love College... I met these people at South Lawn not 10 minutes after I posted) are virtually out of my life, and I spend an unhealthy amount of time at frat houses (I will leave what goes on there to your imaginations, but it's really not THAT bad.) My room mate and I are pretty close now, which is awesome. It's hard to define a friendship with someone you live with, but I'd say ours was better than most of the ladies at Bemis Lawrence.
About a week after my last post, my friend Alex got pneumonia. That was quite the endeavour, because as 18 year olds we did not know how to handle it. Oh well, he didn't die.
I saw Cage The Elephant for free on South Lawn, and I was on the barricade. I cannot even begin to describe how amazing their show was. Summary- I ended up listening to Cage for like a week afterwards.
I started hanging out with the sisters of Alpha Xi Delta more often, and I have to say I love them all. They're super sweet and a blast to be around.
dot dot dot.....
Since I'm with AXiD a lot, I'm also with Sigma Nu (Alex is in that one-small world.)
AWAY FROM GREEK LIFE ALREADY.
Sorry, it's homecoming week, so it's all I'm thinking about.
I have decided to go home for the weekend, because if you are a GDI (I won't bother defining this for you, look it up) then roughly 99% of the parties this week are closed to you.
Fun stuff.
FUTURE
I am going to be Ke$ha for Halloween. Emily is going to be Lady Gaga, and Meg is going to be Katy Perry...I think.
Anyways, that is my life.
I will leave you with the debate that has been going on in my head for a whole day.
Should you judge someone on their past? I think not. The past cannot be judged- you've been there, done that. The future hasn't even become an issue yet, so why bother thinking of it... as for the present, if it's good, proceed with it.
^^^^^^^^^^^^ WRONG AS HELL.
What happens when the past becomes the present (to an extent), and the then-future IS an issue? Do you walk away?
I will be seeing Skrillex on November 4th.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
As the seasons change...
So does my luck.
Since arriving here, I have to admit that I have been catching a lot of lucky breaks (parking spots, cancelled classes, etc.) Unfortunately, since the weather has been changing, my luck has gone along with it. So far, I have skinned my knee on the way to class (in the rain) slept through a class that had a quiz (fire drill at 5:30 that morning....NOT MY FAULT) gotten stuck in an elevator with an unidentified used condom, and become an accomplice in frowned upon activities.
college is amazing.
Anyways, I have been having pretty good luck with this sorority business. I have an interview tomorrow which basically determines if I get in or not. My friends say I have nothing to worry about.....but then again, they're my friends. They have to say that.
Speaking of which, I should probably get some clothes together to wear to that interview. The outfit choice is Business Casual....so I am thinking either khakis or a skirt with a nice top and heels (though the eel skins kill my feet...ugh)
The life of a college freshman.
I guess it is early enough to not be weird to take a shower, since I'm having lunch with a friend tomorrow and cannot do so right before my interview.
I promise, I haven't forgotten this blog. I'm a jerk, I know.
As soon as things calm down, I will be blogging like there's no tomorrow.
Until then
x
Since arriving here, I have to admit that I have been catching a lot of lucky breaks (parking spots, cancelled classes, etc.) Unfortunately, since the weather has been changing, my luck has gone along with it. So far, I have skinned my knee on the way to class (in the rain) slept through a class that had a quiz (fire drill at 5:30 that morning....NOT MY FAULT) gotten stuck in an elevator with an unidentified used condom, and become an accomplice in frowned upon activities.
college is amazing.
Anyways, I have been having pretty good luck with this sorority business. I have an interview tomorrow which basically determines if I get in or not. My friends say I have nothing to worry about.....but then again, they're my friends. They have to say that.
Speaking of which, I should probably get some clothes together to wear to that interview. The outfit choice is Business Casual....so I am thinking either khakis or a skirt with a nice top and heels (though the eel skins kill my feet...ugh)
The life of a college freshman.
I guess it is early enough to not be weird to take a shower, since I'm having lunch with a friend tomorrow and cannot do so right before my interview.
I promise, I haven't forgotten this blog. I'm a jerk, I know.
As soon as things calm down, I will be blogging like there's no tomorrow.
Until then
x
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
I love College...
Well, I've moved in and become an official Hilltopper.
I have a nice roommate, which is awesome. We also have ants, which are not so awesome.
Last night was my first official partying adventure since arriving on campus. I met a lot of people from all over the place, but I don't remember many names. Everyone was really drunk, so they barely remember me either. Oh well, everyone is friendlier when they are drunk. I think I got in around 2:30, and then I was passed out. (not really, because I didn't drink last night.)
Anyways, today was my millionth trek up "The Hill", which is what our entire campus is based around. It's pretty intense...I think I will have calves of steel by Christmas Break.
The dorm's pretty nice. It's small, but cozy. Everyone compliments us on how our room smells.
Well, I'm really busy right now because it's freshman week, so I will have to tell you more about this next Tuesday after classes start.
To South Lawn I go!
x
I have a nice roommate, which is awesome. We also have ants, which are not so awesome.
Last night was my first official partying adventure since arriving on campus. I met a lot of people from all over the place, but I don't remember many names. Everyone was really drunk, so they barely remember me either. Oh well, everyone is friendlier when they are drunk. I think I got in around 2:30, and then I was passed out. (not really, because I didn't drink last night.)
Anyways, today was my millionth trek up "The Hill", which is what our entire campus is based around. It's pretty intense...I think I will have calves of steel by Christmas Break.
The dorm's pretty nice. It's small, but cozy. Everyone compliments us on how our room smells.
Well, I'm really busy right now because it's freshman week, so I will have to tell you more about this next Tuesday after classes start.
To South Lawn I go!
x
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Oh well, Oh well.
Today was my last day of my OTHER summer job at my county Detention Center.
Last night my boss took me and my coworker-turned-bestfriend Brittany out to dinner at Olive Garden (this was my first ever Olive Garden experience, and I think I fell in love.) and then to the mall for some retail therapy. I bought a lot of crap I didn't need, but who cares.
I forgot to mention Brittany earlier when I started this blog. We started working together in June, and as soon as we met we started doing insane things. Over the past 2 months, we have taken our boss's desk gnome, scared all of the office staff, had 78069876 movie nights, and turned our last summer at home into the best one of my life. We're going to schools that are really far from each other, but we will be coming back here to work on school breaks and also plan to meet up in like Nashville for hangout time.
Back to the present: Brittany and I finished scanning all those godforsaken papers today, and decided to take our daily nap at about 10 AM. We tried to leave at about 11, but were not permitted to do so because of reasons that could not be explained to us. Needless to say, we were pretty much freaking out. When we went into the kitchen/break room area for lunch, the office staff had set us up an entire pizza party with our personal favorites (mine is hamburger, green pepper, and onion. Britt likes cheese and pepperoni) and sodas! We were really happy that they did that for us. Brittany's grandmom came to eat pizza with us, and we all just talked about the future and stuff. It didn't really hit me until then how quickly this summer has flown by. I mean, it feels like last week I was at Jailer's Conference in Bowling Green, saying "that will be my school in 3 months!"......weird.
When we finished our pizza, our boss Ricky brought out this huge cake that said "Best wishes Brittany and McCall" and gave us each a $100 gift card to Walmart. Can we say Winning?
All in all, Today was a lovely last day at work. Now it is time to go home, head back to the mall for a new hat, and finally have an actual summer vacation for.....let's see here.....three days? oh gosh.
Next time you hear from me, I will have relocated. wish me luck!
Until then.
x
Last night my boss took me and my coworker-turned-bestfriend Brittany out to dinner at Olive Garden (this was my first ever Olive Garden experience, and I think I fell in love.) and then to the mall for some retail therapy. I bought a lot of crap I didn't need, but who cares.
I forgot to mention Brittany earlier when I started this blog. We started working together in June, and as soon as we met we started doing insane things. Over the past 2 months, we have taken our boss's desk gnome, scared all of the office staff, had 78069876 movie nights, and turned our last summer at home into the best one of my life. We're going to schools that are really far from each other, but we will be coming back here to work on school breaks and also plan to meet up in like Nashville for hangout time.
Back to the present: Brittany and I finished scanning all those godforsaken papers today, and decided to take our daily nap at about 10 AM. We tried to leave at about 11, but were not permitted to do so because of reasons that could not be explained to us. Needless to say, we were pretty much freaking out. When we went into the kitchen/break room area for lunch, the office staff had set us up an entire pizza party with our personal favorites (mine is hamburger, green pepper, and onion. Britt likes cheese and pepperoni) and sodas! We were really happy that they did that for us. Brittany's grandmom came to eat pizza with us, and we all just talked about the future and stuff. It didn't really hit me until then how quickly this summer has flown by. I mean, it feels like last week I was at Jailer's Conference in Bowling Green, saying "that will be my school in 3 months!"......weird.
When we finished our pizza, our boss Ricky brought out this huge cake that said "Best wishes Brittany and McCall" and gave us each a $100 gift card to Walmart. Can we say Winning?
All in all, Today was a lovely last day at work. Now it is time to go home, head back to the mall for a new hat, and finally have an actual summer vacation for.....let's see here.....three days? oh gosh.
Next time you hear from me, I will have relocated. wish me luck!
Until then.
x
Thursday, August 11, 2011
3 years, where did you go?
Last night was the last time I would ever find myself standing at a Fulton Pic Pac cash register.
I just read that sentence like 40 times and I still cannot believe it. It feels like yesterday that I was a 15 year old girl learning the difference between a nectarine and a peach, and here I am already saying my goodbyes. Don't get me wrong, every day of that job was just another checkmark on my calendar until I made it to this day, it just doesn't feel like it has happened yet.
In the last 3 years, I've made friends, enemies, favorite customers, etc. but the most important thing is that my whole personality changed. My friend Amber (who I didn't know until I worked at Pic Pac with her) told me that when I first started, she thought I was going to cast a spell on her or something. I was depressed, obsessed with vampires, and antisocial to an alarming degree. We fought constantly, to the point of her setting my hair on fire one night because I was ignoring her.
Somehow, through all the heavy watermelons, Thanksgiving rushes, and snowball fights on aisle 3, I became a better person. I'm a lot more patient with people, I make friends easier, and I'm well known in my community. I guess it took 2 nights full of emotional goodbyes to make me realize what I was really leaving behind me.
So, to all my friends that I worked with down there, thank you for sticking beside me these last few years and scaring the living hell out of me just for the fun of it. To my enemies, thank you for showing me exactly why Pic Pac is NOT my career choice. Finally, to my mother: I will never have to look for another smock again. We can all finally chill out.
9 days feels like forever and no time at all at the same time. Why is move in day coming so quickly?
Until then.
I just read that sentence like 40 times and I still cannot believe it. It feels like yesterday that I was a 15 year old girl learning the difference between a nectarine and a peach, and here I am already saying my goodbyes. Don't get me wrong, every day of that job was just another checkmark on my calendar until I made it to this day, it just doesn't feel like it has happened yet.
In the last 3 years, I've made friends, enemies, favorite customers, etc. but the most important thing is that my whole personality changed. My friend Amber (who I didn't know until I worked at Pic Pac with her) told me that when I first started, she thought I was going to cast a spell on her or something. I was depressed, obsessed with vampires, and antisocial to an alarming degree. We fought constantly, to the point of her setting my hair on fire one night because I was ignoring her.
Somehow, through all the heavy watermelons, Thanksgiving rushes, and snowball fights on aisle 3, I became a better person. I'm a lot more patient with people, I make friends easier, and I'm well known in my community. I guess it took 2 nights full of emotional goodbyes to make me realize what I was really leaving behind me.
So, to all my friends that I worked with down there, thank you for sticking beside me these last few years and scaring the living hell out of me just for the fun of it. To my enemies, thank you for showing me exactly why Pic Pac is NOT my career choice. Finally, to my mother: I will never have to look for another smock again. We can all finally chill out.
9 days feels like forever and no time at all at the same time. Why is move in day coming so quickly?
Until then.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Getting Ready....
Blogging seems to be the new thing these days, but I was never one to follow trends. I decided to start this blog because I am about to begin my freshman year of college 3 hours away from home, and I think it would be beneficial to my phone bill, email inbox, and sanity if my family and friends would check here to find out what all is going on in my life. I promise that I am 100% honest with everything I post on here, so there isn't going to be a dull moment anytime soon.
It's officially 27 days until I move off to college, but it feels like it's taking 27 years. Since I am not there yet and cannot post things about how awesome my 16' x 11' 5" dorm room is, I will give you a little backstory so you can identify yourself with me if you don't already know me like the back of your hand.
My name is Rebecca McCall Buckingham. 23 letters long. Probably the only thing about me that can be called long, since I stand roughly 5'2" in height and have legs shorter than anyone's I know. I'm eighteen years of age (born 4/8/93) but I act much older. I was raised in a small town in Kentucky called Fulton, which I have been dying to get out of since I can remember. Fulton has two major hang out spots for teenagers to go, which consist of a parking lot in the middle of town, and Walmart. Yes, I said Walmart. Who hangs out in the middle of a supermarket? Anyways, I guess that explains how small Fulton is. I graduated in a class of 26 kids, four of which are attending Western Kentucky University with me in about a month. I'm pretty sure I've only talked to one of them since graduation day.
My family is insanely involved in the legal system. No, really. My father is a police officer, has been since way before I was born, and he LOVES his job. I'm really proud of him, because it takes a lot to do everything he has to do all day. My mother works at the county jail (I do too during the summer) for my uncle, who happens to be the jailer! Needless to say, I can't do anything around here without getting caught.
Which brings me back to college. WKU is a known party school, but I don't anticipate partying like my classmates while I'm there. I guess if I do change, all of you will watch me change over the next few months. Currently, I am really into reading books on my Kindle, since regular books seem like a huge chore now that I have become accustomed to clicking buttons and sliding lock screens rather than turning pages and dog-earing them. I also always try to make time for music, but I have no specific taste. I listen to everything from 90's rock bands (Third Eye Blind, Oasis) to Lil Wayne. I have recently picked up a fascination with Mumford & Sons and St. Vincent. If you don't know them, you should definitely check them out. I dye my hair all the time, so there is no telling what I will have going on when you see me next (currently I am blonde and have 8 feathers in my hair).
Now that I've spent an unnecessary amount of time telling you what I like and where I come from, I guess you either love me or you hate me. I honestly could care less which, because I am starting a new life here soon. I will no longer be "McCall, the police's daughter" or "Pic Pac girl" or "That girl that was Lady Gaga in the talent show(Long story short: my friend Alex is obsessed with Lady Gaga, and I love performing. This involved coke cans in my hair, chains, and sunglasses that I couldn't see out of.)" When I get to Bowling Green, I will just be the girl from Bemis that's majoring in English. I'll be me.
MOVING ON.........
Last night I started cleaning my room out. Not tidying up like I have been doing for the past 18 years. Cleaning it OUT. I think I had like 50 gazillion posters on my wall in the course of my life, because the entire thing looks like it went through acupuncture. My walls are my favourite colour, red. I painted them myself in the 9th grade and covered them in pictures my friends made me, posters of John Cena and The Dark Knight, and Good Charlotte. My walls....my entire room....was me, splattered up on a flat surface for everyone to see. If you looked at my walls, you could see how I have changed over the years, because while one wall was covered in Twilight crap (I was a fan, shoot me.), The other had WWE and Alice in Wonderland things. Taking the tacks out of the wall was no problem. pulling the pictures off and putting them in a box still didn't bother me (sidenote: did you know that if left alone long enough, the lines on notebook paper actually disappear? a friend made me a picture on notebook paper 3 years ago, and all you can see of the lines is a ghost of the margin). The weird part was when I finished and looked up at my room, completely empty of all things me. This makes moving a lot more real........
That is all for now. I will try to update once a week or so.
x
It's officially 27 days until I move off to college, but it feels like it's taking 27 years. Since I am not there yet and cannot post things about how awesome my 16' x 11' 5" dorm room is, I will give you a little backstory so you can identify yourself with me if you don't already know me like the back of your hand.
My name is Rebecca McCall Buckingham. 23 letters long. Probably the only thing about me that can be called long, since I stand roughly 5'2" in height and have legs shorter than anyone's I know. I'm eighteen years of age (born 4/8/93) but I act much older. I was raised in a small town in Kentucky called Fulton, which I have been dying to get out of since I can remember. Fulton has two major hang out spots for teenagers to go, which consist of a parking lot in the middle of town, and Walmart. Yes, I said Walmart. Who hangs out in the middle of a supermarket? Anyways, I guess that explains how small Fulton is. I graduated in a class of 26 kids, four of which are attending Western Kentucky University with me in about a month. I'm pretty sure I've only talked to one of them since graduation day.
My family is insanely involved in the legal system. No, really. My father is a police officer, has been since way before I was born, and he LOVES his job. I'm really proud of him, because it takes a lot to do everything he has to do all day. My mother works at the county jail (I do too during the summer) for my uncle, who happens to be the jailer! Needless to say, I can't do anything around here without getting caught.
Which brings me back to college. WKU is a known party school, but I don't anticipate partying like my classmates while I'm there. I guess if I do change, all of you will watch me change over the next few months. Currently, I am really into reading books on my Kindle, since regular books seem like a huge chore now that I have become accustomed to clicking buttons and sliding lock screens rather than turning pages and dog-earing them. I also always try to make time for music, but I have no specific taste. I listen to everything from 90's rock bands (Third Eye Blind, Oasis) to Lil Wayne. I have recently picked up a fascination with Mumford & Sons and St. Vincent. If you don't know them, you should definitely check them out. I dye my hair all the time, so there is no telling what I will have going on when you see me next (currently I am blonde and have 8 feathers in my hair).
Now that I've spent an unnecessary amount of time telling you what I like and where I come from, I guess you either love me or you hate me. I honestly could care less which, because I am starting a new life here soon. I will no longer be "McCall, the police's daughter" or "Pic Pac girl" or "That girl that was Lady Gaga in the talent show(Long story short: my friend Alex is obsessed with Lady Gaga, and I love performing. This involved coke cans in my hair, chains, and sunglasses that I couldn't see out of.)" When I get to Bowling Green, I will just be the girl from Bemis that's majoring in English. I'll be me.
MOVING ON.........
Last night I started cleaning my room out. Not tidying up like I have been doing for the past 18 years. Cleaning it OUT. I think I had like 50 gazillion posters on my wall in the course of my life, because the entire thing looks like it went through acupuncture. My walls are my favourite colour, red. I painted them myself in the 9th grade and covered them in pictures my friends made me, posters of John Cena and The Dark Knight, and Good Charlotte. My walls....my entire room....was me, splattered up on a flat surface for everyone to see. If you looked at my walls, you could see how I have changed over the years, because while one wall was covered in Twilight crap (I was a fan, shoot me.), The other had WWE and Alice in Wonderland things. Taking the tacks out of the wall was no problem. pulling the pictures off and putting them in a box still didn't bother me (sidenote: did you know that if left alone long enough, the lines on notebook paper actually disappear? a friend made me a picture on notebook paper 3 years ago, and all you can see of the lines is a ghost of the margin). The weird part was when I finished and looked up at my room, completely empty of all things me. This makes moving a lot more real........
That is all for now. I will try to update once a week or so.
x
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