you got it dude.

So i forgot the cuteness of Michelle Tanner.. I'm pretty sure you can't not smile when you watch this so for all my wonderful buds who are exhausted and don't think they can study or work one more minute OR you just simply don't think you can make it to Wilson in the snow (or should i say slush) here is a word of encouragement:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ff6ghp7iTA

YOU GOT IT, DUDE(ette)!!!


Currently, i am pretending like i am paying attention in class. But we are watching a movie that i watched in a class last semester. Focusing on this? Would be asking too much. And i don't feel too bad because from my seat here in the back i have a very good seat for watching my fellow classmates facebook/ play tetris/ gchat... and more.

In good news, nat and i have watercolor class today. Today, we will continue work on our majestic mountain landscapes. Needless to say, these works of art will be hanging in our rooms soon. Whats the point of great art if its not shown to the world? (note the sarcasm). I have discovered something about myself in watercolor class that i had totally forgotten about since kindergarden. In class a few weeks ago, we had to paint a color wheel, which involved stayin in the lines of these little squares and circles. I soon discovered that this was a very difficult task for me. I'd like to think that my color wheel is just an abstract interpretation of the color wheel. But, no, lets face it-- i can't color or cut in a straight line. When trying to stay in the lines of these tiny little color wheel circles, i had flashbacks of kindergarden in Ms. Summer's class as she tried to make me cut in a straight line. Apparently, this is one of the activities that is key in being able to graduate to 1st grade... makes sense right? Somehow i passed despite my shortcomings. However, fortunately there isn't a lot of staying in the lines in my mountain landscape which is very good for my self confidence. On a side note--- if anyone wants my color wheel, i'll sell it for a cool 3$... its a starting point on my artistic career. Also yesterday in English, my teacher reviewed how to develop a thesis statement. There were three key points 1) evidence 2) context or something like that) 3) SIGNIFICANCE. So i feel like that to properly conclude this story, i should mention the significance of my failure to cut in a straight line in my life. And here it is:
Now i can't take full credit for this because actually it was an astute observation by Brandon (THE GINGER, obviously). Okay, so as most of y'all know i really am not sure what i want to be but lately i've been leaning more on the architecture path. but there is a very sad reality about architecture, it revolves around lINES. STRAIGHT LINES. So lets just hope that if this is my choosen career path, i will advance my abiltiies in this area by a WHOLE LOT. Or i will have a lot of poorly built homes/buildings and even more law suits.

Another quick story (even though when i say "quick"-- they usually never are.. i'm sure you've picked up on this.. sorry!), so last night Brandon (ginger), Nicole, Amy, and I were making our way back from watching the Bachelor. I'd love to talk more about the Bachelor, but lets be honest that episode was so fully loaded with material -- i genuinely have no idea what i should talk about first. Its just all so ridiculous -- i feel that one word really sums it up though -- VIENNA. She is my enemy. If Jake chooses her, the little respect i have for him will decrease infinitely times a billion. But i'm not gonna get into a rant over this (perhaps later when i'm procrastinating work, we can talk about the bachelor). I would like to point out that i had 3 PACKS OF MENTOS last night. this is pathetic. they aren't even that good... So back to the story. We are walking back IN THE SNOW (AGAIN, BOO-- yes i am in fact from Alabama and dislike this white precipitation). And as we are coming around the big corner thing, we hear this loud monster grumbly noise then a flash of lights and BOOM! -- SNOW MOWER (is that the proper lingo? help me out my northerner buds .. Nicole? kacie? Elizabeth?? hehehe just kidding you from the land of big hair TEXAS). Anyways, as it comes around the corner, we decided or rather ginger (brandon) decided that it was our responsibility as Vanderbilt students to tell the snow plower to stop..i mean who wanted to go to class today?? So Brandon (ginger) proceeded to put herself in front of the snow plower with her hand out (super man style) to tell him to STOP. He opened the door and she told him "please don't do this around Furman.. i really dont want to go to class" hahaha.. i've actually never laughed so hard. it was absolutely fantastic.

Anyways, i just want to point out that i have been slowly writing this blog all day which is evidence of how little i've actually focused on today. Yes, i've been to class. Have i retained anything? so false. BUT on the plus side, i have spent a hugely productive amount of time today on facebook, blogging, youtubing, and emailing. Productive, right?

OkAy well i'm heading out.... peace. love. and CHAI TEA LATTE cupcakes. (yes, these are available at Grins-- they were created for me)

P.S. this is REVOLUTIONARY... a new pair of SPARKLY PINK SHOES... like dorothy but without tito and the red and kentucky etc.etc... . we ask that all our loyal followers (all 6 of you) embrace her into the BLOGGGINNNGGG WORLD. Natalat is now officially part of the blog!!

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8