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Here are some pictures from the last couple weeks from my little old cellular phone.

Got no Valentine? Well, your mom still loves you. I got this delightful package from my mommers to let me know that if all else fails on Valentines day, thin mints and teddy bears will always be there for you.

This bowl of pasta is way more than just a bowl of pasta. It was cooked from my new obsession: the rice cooker. I am actually going to write a whole post in the next few weeks dedicated to this new appliance that has literally changed. my. life.

I've never seen one of these signs before so I made my Frances stop the car so I could get out and take a picture. All of my friends found this extremely rude because "What if there is a deaf child looking out the window of his house watching you take this picture?"....My answer to this is, "What? As if he's never seen this sign before? Cool your jets ladies. Just because their deaf doesn't mean their ridiculously emotionally fragile too." Insensitive? You tell me.

I have found my favorite spot in all of Savannah. The other day I had some time to kill before my Art History class and I stumbled upon an unlocked door that led to a completely empty auditorium. So quiet. Full of natural light. My new secret.

Just for fun, here's another pic of Frances and I post-paint fight. Paint up the nose. Literally.

I think I ingested a dangerous amount of paint yesterday and not only did we all feel disgusting last night, but Spencer and I threw out our necks with all the whipping and what not. We are such old ladies. This Sunday is going to be a slow one.

Finals

The end of the quarter is approaching quickly (T-11 days!) and we have been handed an onslaught of projects. One of these is a group project for Color Theory. We have to make a video using representational color and how it translates emotion. Yawn. Our professor showed us some examples of previous projects and they were less than inspiring. Double yawn. Because this class has been such a snooze fest and quite the letdown, we figured we'd go all out on this last project and pay homage to one of our favorite songs of the year so far: Whip my Hair by Willow Smith. (You may recall our recent tribute at the beach a few short weeks ago) We have been developing a concept for the video over the last week or so and after much preparation, we finally filmed today. The video has yet to be made, but I thought I'd share a couple pictures.

We went a little crazy on the hair and makeup and decided to weave felt in our hair and glue jewels all over our face. I think it adds a little pizazz, don'tcha think?


The video is easier explained by watching it, but lets just say it involves lots of paint, THE most unflattering outfit I've ever worn and lots of embarrassing dancing on my part. Lots of embarrassing dancing.


We were pretty much drenched in paint by the end of the day. That and the fact that we each had about one can of hair spray in our hair made for pretty long showers at the end of the day. (My new blonde hair has in uninvited pink streak hanging out in the front right now. Grr.)


I've got pretty cool friends.

Inspired.

This video makes me want to travel, learn a language and fall in love.
Le sigh.

BREAKING NEWS!

THIS JUST IN! No sooner did I rave about Kaitlin Patton right here on this very blog that I got the most amazing phone call of my life from dear Don and Linda! KAITLIN IS COMING TO SAVANNAH!!!!! So so ososososos sos fosofofddajfa;l excited!!!!!!!!

I don't know why I haven't done this sooner.

I would like to introduce you to the 2nd best blog on the web, Il Est Un Grand Pif. Just kidding. It's definitely 1st. This is my dear sister, Kaitlin's amazing blog. I'm not one to over exaggerate (wait...yes I am) but this blog is literally the most amazing thing since the invention of the mini oreo. Beside's the fact that she steals over half of her material from my blog, her posts are sharp, whitty and totally 100% Kaitlin. She has yet to really purge all of her personal problems all over her blog for pitty and completely beg for sympathy over her emotional issues like someone else I know, but give it time and she'll get there too.
Sidenote: my sister is the best.
I digress; all I have to say is that if you don't check out her blog, you will be responsible for the downfall of your own pathetic life. Too much? No. I'm serious.

Just give me a chance.

I would eat every last one of these if given the opportunity.

March

I woke up this morning with a smile on my face because it's the first day of March. I could not be more thrilled that it is finally March. January and February seemed to clump together as one large chill and I'm ready to be thawed out, so to speak. March means a lot of things. March means the end of a dreadfully dull Winter academic quarter (good riddance, color theory). March means Spring Break at Hague Point and Asheville, NC is only 15 days away. March means the start of a more challenging and therefore more fruitful Spring quarter. March means only 36 more days until I come home to be in Tamara's wedding. March means lots of bike rides, spring dresses and sunny days in the park. I can't wait.