There is change in the wind

Get ready everyone! Graduation is near and that means I will need a new project to keep my mind busy this summer... look out for my website www.Tartally.com I will be converting over there sometime this summer!

The Senior Itch

My back is sore, i'm constantly fidgeting and my jaw is locked so tight it hurts to unclench. What is happening?

Stress...

Can you feel it? The "Senior itch" is here.

Not only can I not believe that this is my final semester in school, I cannot believe that I am 22 and that i'm in the point in my life where everything I ever knew is about to change. There's no safety net having someone telling me where i'm going to go next. It's mysterious, daunting and so exciting. I don't know what I am going to do and I couldn't be any more thrilled for the next chapter in my life.

22. Now, that number may seem young to some readers and old to others, but man...there is so much that has

happened in those years.
I won and lost, and I thrived and broke down. I also traveled, made mistakes and amazing memories.
And the best part? There's so much more to look forward to!

As I sit typing this with Emilie-Claire Barlow singing "C'est si bon" in the background, all I can do is feel that uplifting feeling that life is good! It's so good just to be where we are.

Take a step back and enjoy it. At whatever age you're at take that one minute to take a look at the people around you and look at yourself. 

Thanks Mom and Dad

I'm not sure why I haven't posted this on here yet. This is the video I made for my parents after studying abroad! 

Yes, they cried. 

Movie Review

Let's get down and nerdy with it.

I have always had a fascination with space. I mean, don't we all? The different galaxies (far, far away), billions and billions of stars and other planets we can only imagine what they encompass.
I just recently saw the movie Interstellar.
My roommates thought I was weird for wanting to go see it, but alas! My twin brother who happens to know a thing or two about outer space, went to go see it the day before me and said...and I quote, "My jaw was dropped the entire three hours of that movie." Now, to be honest, I thought he was exaggerating. He wasn't. I was having an anxiety attack - the good kind, if there is such a thing - throughout the entire movie. Literally, I was sitting on the edge of my seat with my mouth wide open. I haven't done that since I saw Gravity in IMAX 3D. Yeah, yeah, I know... Gravity was 'meh'. I would agree if I saw it in a normal movie theatre, but when I was sitting 10 feet from the screen and everything was in 3D, it did make me feel like I was in space. I thought that was pretty darn cool. Interstellar though, was by far the most exciting movie i've seen in a while. It is a thriller without some psychopath running around trying to kill someone. It is innovative, surprising, informative and to be honest, just really freaking cool. It's not everyday you can see (through computerized animation and whatever else they use these days) how a worm hole, or black hole would actually look in space. For real...they had Kip Thorne a world renowned astrophysicist help with the creation of the film. That's dedication. If I can watch a film and actually learn a thing or two about the theory of time and relativity and the idea that there could be a 4th and 5th dimension, then I guess it's worth the $15 dollars I spent going to see it. Now I can't stop looking up theories and reading articles on space. The movie sparked something that I already liked to learn about and really take it to another level. I wish I was smart enough to do research, or something on it, but maybe someday I'll just do PR releases for NASA (Hint Hint NASA).

Ps. I just want to throw it out there, that having brothers and watching Star Wars probably sparked my interest.. I also asked a guy at a bar if he could name 5 characters from Star Wars and then he could have my number - he couldn't do it. Laughing out loud... Fun facts everyone, fun facts.

Forgetting who you are

I'm thinking about Paris Fashion Week since it is now going on again in Paris.
When I was there going to shows in Paris, all I can remember was, "I made this happen. I made my own luck." I had connected with a photographer named Charly, who is the nicest, funniest and most genuine Parisian I had met during my entire trip and he offered to take me to some of the shows. As I look back on my luck and all my adventures, all I can think about is...
"Why don't I do those types of things here? Why can't I make my own adventures here in America?" 

We've all seen movies about how going to a different place changes you into the person who you really want to be and I think I am just now realizing that the person while I was in Paris is who i'd like to be again. It's easy to fall back into habit when you go back to your roots, but I think the more important thing is to let whatever changed you on your adventure stay. But that is also the hardest part. You can't be convinced that because you're back doing the same old things, in the same old place, doing the routine day-by-day activities that a day isn't an adventure. 

I have always been bound by some kind of obligation. I'm not saying it was always a bad thing, but high school it was always cheerleading, being watched like a hawk, being told what to do. Being on someone else's schedule... and now college being in a sorority. 

The semester I spent abroad, I was on nobody else's time but my own (minus classes - - that I actually wanted to attend because I ENJOYED THEM.) Now I think about this more than I'd like to admit, but isn't that happiness? Is that what I found? Sure, I was lonely sometimes there, but it was because I was there for such a short period of time. Nobody stays alone forever that is the best part of life, making new friends, enjoying an espresso with someone sitting next to you at a café. 

I want to be that adventurous person I was. I want to be my own person, instead of pretending to try to fit into something i'm not half the time & I wonder why i'm just now realizing it.  

Pasteries

I wish I could have been as glam as the watercolor by Inslee picking out yummy French Pastries, but truly... the cobblestone in Le Merais was absurd! I could hardly walk in my Keds without rolling my ankle. However, if I could have been dressed like that (and it wasn't raining the day we went) I would have worn something exactly like that. There's something very special and charming about going into a Patisserie and deciding what you want, partially because I could have ate the entire store, and partially because there were too many goodies to choose from; I'm pretty sure by the end of my trip I had only tried 75% of what they made. Everyday I went to go and buy a little snack and I honestly stood there looking at all the freshly made pastries for 10 minutes each time deciding what I wanted. The weight gain was worth every euro and although I wish I could make myself a crepe every morning, it makes me even more nostalgic to go back sooner rather than later.