A Rant

Okay so today's post will be short and more of a rant/advice-seeking kind of post. So hang in there and just understand that this won't happen often. I SWEARS.

Okay so I used to have super long hair. Like super long. See?

Freshman year of college...thought I was artsy.

Then a month after the above picture was taken, I cut my hair back up to my shoulders for my 18th birthday. After that I grew it back out and didn't cut again until last year on spring break. I was dramatic and cut a lot off...

before

after

another midsummer cut

Now I haven't cut it all since then and it refuses to grow. I miss my long hair and I have been all over the interwebz getting tips and tricks for helping it grow. 

my hair currently

Nothing seems to be working. I take Biotin and a daily multivitamin. I try to reduce all stress and eat decently (not so good at that though). I don't wash my hair everyday, usually I go 3 or 4 days without washing it. I hardly ever dry it anymore and I don't straighten it anymore. I feel like I am doing everything right but it still won't grow. Does anyone else have any other ideas on how to speed up the process?? I would really appreciate the help.

Have a great weekend loveyss.

Honesty Hour

I'm back y'all! I had a great time at the beach and I really appreciate Hayley filling in for me. I start my online classes on Monday and I'm not too excited, if I'm being honest. But I have to do what I have to do! I will also be going down to Charlotte on Sunday for a week to be with my Timothy and his family! So be on the look out for some posts about that!

Now moving on! It's Friday and that means it's Honesty Hour! YAY!

So I decided today that today I would be honest about me! This should be difficult simple. I'm not very good at being vulnerable, but I will try my best.

The other day I was Pinterest and I came across this list of 30 questions to ask your significant other. I clicked on it and one of the questions really caught my eye:

"List 10 things you would tell your 16 year old self." 

Like whoa.

I am going to modify this question. I am going to give you 6 things I would tell myself as a incoming college freshman. Hold on to your knickers.

Be yourself. I know that sounds cliche but I'm serious. I spent a good bit of my freshman year acting like a lunatic and not being who I knew I was. Total waste of time. Be yourself and those who take the time to get to know you are the ones who will be there when you need them. Promise.

Pick your major carefully. Seriously. This is a big deal. I just recently changed my major because I discovered that the snap decision I made wasn't the best one for me. Take your time.

Create a relationship with professors. This is important. You want your professors to know you. It is not only good for future recommendation letters and for those times when you need help but it also good to have that accountability. If your teacher knows you personally, you won't be able to get away with missing a class. 

Don't skip class without a valid reason. When I discovered the art of skipping classes, my GPA plummeted and I had to retake a few classes. BUMMER. Don't skip. End of story.

It's okay to say 'no'. This is a big deal and can be applied to all walks of life and all situations. Never do anything that you don't want to do. EVER. Chances are you will regret it and you won't be able to change it. Saying no isn't a sign of weakness, it's a sign of strength. Stand up for what you believe. 

Get plugged in. I really wish I had gotten more involved with clubs and/or my campus ministry sooner. I feel like I've missed out on amazing friendships within the body of Christ because I was too scared to step out of my comfort zone. Things will be different this year. Promise.

So there you have it folks. I hope that if any incoming college freshman read this, that they will understand that I am not saying these things to belittle, I am telling you to uplift. And to maybe prevent you from making the same mistakes I did. Make your own.

She's baaaaaaack....

Hey there, beautiful people! I hope you remember me. Carly is currently at the beach (lucky ducky) and asked for me to step in for a day to keep you guys entertained. I know, try not to act too disappointed! Since she is currently a long distance away from her man, she asked me to share some of my experiences with long term relationships. I guess I should really say relationship. My husband was my only one. Keep in mind that my husband (boyfriend at the time) was only an hour away, but with school we only saw each other about once a month. I am no professional when it comes to dealing with long distance stuff and have the utmost respect for those ladies that deal with their husbands being gone for months and missing milestone events. However, I did have to adjust in some ways and have a little to share with you guys.



Even though long distance totally sucks, especially if you have been living in the same city or at least within driving distance, I think the time and freedom it provides can be really helpful and healthy. Spending less time together allows you to step back and re-examine your relationship. Really pray about whether this should continue or if this is God's way of telling you it isn't meant to be. When you aren't around each other every second of every day, it really opens up your eyes to think about the future and where you would like things to go.

With that said, communication is key. You should always be upfront and honest in your relationship, but this is especially important when you are far away from each other. You want to extinguish every doubt. Now, you obviously shouldn't feel like you have to let the other person know every time you are doing something new, but to send a little text to keep them in the loop of your plans for the day would be considerate. It's really hard to understand the different schedules that you run on and the new friends that are being made, so there is no problem with being completely open! A relationship cannot survive or thrive without trust and in order to establish that from the start, you have to be honest.

My last little tid bit would be to make sure you are encouraging each other all the time. Your guy will love that you compliment him and support his dreams. Tell him what he's doing right and remind him of why you appreciate him being in your life. Everyone loves a compliment and everyone loves encouragement. Take advantage of that. Don't overdo it, but keep in mind that these changes are tough for both of you!! Even if you are handling it in different ways, each of you has to adjust in your own way! Be considerate of each other and your feelings.

I was an awesome Skype-er!

On a much less serious note, download Skype. Or, if you are fancy and have an iPhone, use FaceTime. Use the amazing technology of the day to do things together. Sure it would be totally lame to carry around your phone to a movie or to go bowling, but make a date and hang out together. Agree on a type of food to order in, then find a movie that you both like. Skype has screen-share abilities, so you could watch the movie together and talk just like you are together. It sounds lame, but I really enjoyed the few times I did this with the hubs.



Stay close to the Lord and he will help you both through the time apart. Don't be afraid to hear his guidance and listen to His voice. He will bless you for your faithfulness. OH and since I just made your life easier (just kidding), make sure you check out my blog and follow me on Bloglovin' and Twitter!

Vacay Troubles

Hey there friends! I bet you're wondering why I'm posting in the middle of the day instead of being on the beach soaking up the rays. Well let me tell you why!

So yesterday started off rainy and cloudy but we went on out to le beach anyway!

So we got out there and it seriously looked like it was going to pour rain so my sister and I took our beach pictures then went ahead and hopped in the water just in case we needed to scadaddle on a moments notice! 

So hopping in the water obviously washed all our sunscreen off. (I put on 50 yesterday because I'm so pale and never get out in the sun.) So I decided not to reapply at that very moment. BIG MISTAKE NUMERO UNO!

I reapplied once during the 4ish hours we were out there. But I never flipped. Didn't feel like laying on my tummy! BIG MISTAKE NUMERO DOS!

I did wear a hat most of the day which was probably the only smart thing I did yesterday. So we came back inside and I hopped on the shower and the only thing that looked burnt was me chest. I of course thought to myself 'Score! Maybe you won't be a lobster at the beach for once in your life!' I was wrong. Oh so wrong.

Guys! My chest is burnt. Tops of my arms and shoulders are burnt. Tops of legs up to hips are burnt. MY KNEE CAPS ARE BURNT. The side of my lower right leg is burnt. Both sides of my neck are burnt up to my ears. And half my stomach is burnt.

Needless to say, I'm in a little bit of pain and I'm not facing the sun today. As much as I miss the ocean right now, I know I made the right choice. So that's all I have. There are a few pictures at the bottom of the post from yesterday.

**Be sure to check back tomorrow! My girl Hayley from A Beautiful Exchange is guest posting for me.**

With love, Carly ♥

Apologies

Okay ladies and gents.

It has been a crazy week. It was my sister's birthday, Tim came to see me, and I am now at the beach.

The best part? I left my handy dandy computer in Boone in my apartment. OOPSIES! So until I can get back to Boone to retrieve it, don't expect many posts if any. So sorry. I'm such a ditz.

Anywhos, I will fill you in ASAP. Love you all!

With love, Carly ♥

One Year and Six Months

So today marks exactly 1 year and 6 months with my lovely boyfriend. I made this super cool collage of some the best pictures we've taken over this year and a half. Ain't it awesome?

Awh we is so cute. I don't want to be overly mushy or anything. But I am going to give you a little insight into our relationship over the past year and a half. 

Here are  reasons why I fell in love with Tim. (These aren't in any particular order and there are more reasons than this.)

Reason Numero Uno: He makes me laugh. No seriously. It's crazy how much and how hard he can make laugh. I know this is something that everybody says, but it really is important to me. I am silly and ridiculous more often than I am serious. He's the same way. He has such a unique sense of humor and his laugh is precious and AH. I just love that we can laugh together and find the same things funny. I also like that we can pick on each other as jokes and not really ever get offended. (Most of the time.)

He would kill me if he knew I put this up but it makes me laugh EVERY time.

Reason Numero Dos: He has a huge heart. He is so caring and giving. He has so much love to give and it amazes me how he can love me in spite of how annoying and crazy I am. I mean seriously. It's crazy. He loves people (usually) and animals and his family is really important to him. It's just awesome to see and know and love a man who is manly but has a sensitive and loving side that he's not afraid to show.

Reason Numero Tres: He can handle my crazy. This is big y'all. If you know me personally then you know that I have severe ADHD (Attention Deficit Hyper-activity Disorder). I have been taking medication for this disorder since I was 5. When I don't take these meds, I go buck wild. No joke. Tim loves me like that, well to an extent. He has always told me that he loves getting a glimpse of who I am for real, without the meds holding me back. He is the only person who has EVER said that to me. It was/is a huge deal that he can handle that. Excluding the ADHD, I am still 50 shades of cray and he loves every part of me. Whatta man, whatta man, whatta mighty good man. 

Okay that's all you get right now. Don't wanna make anybody jealous. Our relationship is by no means perfect, but at the end of everyday we know that we love each other and that we will overcome any obstacle put in our path. He's more than my boyfriend, he is my BEST FRIEND. I am so thankful for him.

With love, Carly ♥

Crazayyyyy

Hey guys! I'm alive. Just having a crazy week. Its finals week (again)! So I've been studying and getting ready for the beach and all kinds of things. I will post soon! Promise!

Kisses!

With love, Carly ♥

An Adventure and A Post About Fatherly Love

Hey there friends! So I have two things for y'all today! First off, Kenz and I decided to get outta da house today and go do something fun before the rain comes back. So we went to a place called Hebron Rock Colony or more specifically Hebron Falls to hike and lay out in da sunnn! It was super fun and relaxing. I love that place and it's probably one of my favorite places to hike and chill. We saw like 3 people almost get overtaken by the falls, but thankfully no one did. On the way home we stopped and got icees from Burger King. They were deee-lishhhh. (There are more pictures but I'm not feeling a photo dump today. sorry not sorry. I'm exhausted.)

chillinggg. love her :)

For the last part of the post I'm going to talk about my daddy. Since I'm not going home to spend Father's Day with him, I thought I would honor him on here. 

I love my Daddy. He's taught me so much in my 20 (almost 21) years. So let me share a few of the biggies with you. 

My daddy taught me:

1. How to change oil in a car. I know that doesn't sound all that big, but if you've ever been away from home when you need an oil change and have no money to get it done, it's extremely important to know how to do it yourself. So I'm glad he taught me how to do. To be honest, he taught me a lot about cars and I'm so glad. I love cars and a lot of that comes from time spent with him working on them.

2. How to stand up for myself. I used to picked on when I was younger because my last name is Parrott. Kids would always be like "Carly want a cracker?" I was such a sensitive little human that it would make me cry sometimes. So my dad told me to start saying, "Yes I do, do you have one?" That made them stop for sure. They would just look at me like I was crazy. 

3. How to be tough. I know this seems really similar to the one above but it's really not. I promise. I used to 

cry a lot about the stupidest things. Like if i got rug burn, I cried. No seriously. I was (am?) a wimp when 

it came to intense physical pain. So like if I stubbed my toe walking through the house, I would shout and cry, and assume the fetal position. My dad is infamous for laughing at people when they fall. He laughs before he even checks on them. It's not nice. But in a weird way it taught me to be tougher. Kinda so it wouldn't make him laugh. But mostly it helped me see that life is unpredictable and mean so sometimes you just have to laugh. Weird how my brain works sometimes.

4. What a real Godly man, husband, and father look like. My dad is crazy, hilarious, and brutally honest, but he is also understanding, loving, and Godly. I respect him so much. He is an amazing person. It's so hard to put into words. I am very blessed to have him as my earthly father. Like father like daughter. 

5. About people. Probably the biggest thing that my daddy taught me had to do with people. I hold this piece of advice extremely close to my heart. I remind myself all the time. When I was in high school, I went through a few rough patches. One night when I was a senior, I was talking to the parentals about my current issue and my dad says to me, "People are going to disappoint you. God made them that way. 99% of the population are self-centered, selfish, and it's all about what they want. You have to realize this, know how people are, and move on." That's some of the best advice I've ever gotten. 

So all in all I'd say I have a pretty great father. But he has a pretty awesome daughter too. 

Enjoy Father's Day tomorrow peeps. See ya lataaaa.

With love, Carly ♥

Honesty Hour {Dreams and Pinterest}

Hey guys! We are back with another Honesty Hour! But before we jump into that, can I just get you guys to feast your eyes on the right sidebar...I'm going to brag about myself for a hot minute. I did those social icons all by myself...okay well a fabulous blog with design advice helped me but still. I'm real proud of myself.

Okay moving on! Welcome to Honesty Hour!

So for this week's honesty hour I was kind of at a loss as to what to talk about. So like any uninspired person, I got on Pinterest. And thus the idea of Dreams And Pinterest was born.

Pinterest is like the best gift to women ever created. No seriously. Its like a dream come true. (See what I did there?! Ha.) Its a place where we can look at beautiful things, try to to recreate them and fail miserably. I have never had a Pinterest crafting project turn out as pretty as it was in my head. Its devastating.

I believe that Pinterest is a place of dreams. Can I get an amen? Like those dreams that are so big you'll never reach them and if you do, they won't be exactly the way you want them. Don't get me wrong. I love love LOVE Pinterest. I really do. But I know that half of the things I pin, I will never accomplish. I don't have the time, money, or drive to accomplish it all. No matter how much I want to.

I think us women mainly pin the following 6 things. (Or at least this is all I pin and all I see most of the people I follow pin.)

Numero 1: DIY/Crafts. Like seriously. Why? I don't have the time to even DO half of these things nor do I have the money. I don't even know what half the materials are or where to find them. BUT they just look so dang cool I pin them anyway with the hope of being able to do them one day. I dream of being a pro at Pinterest Crafts/DIY. 

Numero 2: Food. This is probably the one that I do most often. I pin all these recipes while thinking "Oh I'll cook that for the roomies or for Tim" or "Oh wow that's awesome and cheap! I should do that!". But you see my friends. I don't know what half the ingredients are, the pictures just looks so dang good. I wish I could cook like the master chefs who come up with these recipes. I dream of being a master chef of Pinterest recipes.

 

Numero 3: ALL THINGS WEDDINGS. This one probably doesn't even need an explanation. EVERY girl has a "dream wedding" board on Pinterest. Every. Single. Girl. I dream of having the perfect Pinterest inspired wedding.

Numero 4: All things fashion. I don't do this often because I know that I am way too lazy to actually out those outfits together. I'm down with wearing jeans and tees. But I dream of being a Pinterest fashionista.

Numero 5: Decorating ideas. THIS. I probably pin more about decorating my future home that even food. Seriously. I'm obsessed. I pin all these decorating ideas and don't even think about the fact that most houses don't have those little nooks unless you build the house. But I love pinning those ideas anyway, like a junkie. I dream of having the perfect Pinterest decorated house

Numero 6: Health and fitness. This one gets me all the time. I will pin health tips for my body and eating, knowing that I will NEVER use or do any of them. I will also pin workout ideas...while I sit on my butt on the couch eating a bag of potato chips. I dream of being one of those toned Pinterest workout models. 

So there you have it. I love Pinterest but its like the grown-up version of Disney fairytales. 

Have a great weekend, guys. 

With love, Carly ♥

Cheesy Couple

I had a hard time figuring out what to write about today. So I naturally turned to Pinterest for inspiration. It worked. I was on Pinterest and I was looking through everything and I came across a few pins all in a row that were about things to do as a couple. Some were funny. Some were cute. So it got me thinking. Tim and I are both romantics but we are romantic in different ways. He's like the fairytale, loving, and storybook kind of romantic. Me? I'm cheesy. There are things that I wish Tim would participate in with me but he thinks they are way to cheesy. Let me explain via el listo. 

4 Cheesy Couple Things

#1: Ridiculously embarrassing pet names. I know, I know. Stupid. But I can't help it. There are times when I wish we had dumb nicknames for each other that only we used. I tried this once. Didn't go over well. He thought I was insane. Maybe I am?

#2: Halloween costumes for couples. I have been trying so hard to get him to dress up with me. It's not happening. I suggested a few last year. I wanted to be a Taco Bell sauce packet and for him to be a taco. He said no. I said I could be a nurse and he could be a doctor. Nope. I also thought we could be like Tarzan and Jane...definitely not. I'm going to keep trying though. Perseverance, my friends.

Except more tasteful girl costume :)

#3: Professional pictures. I this is becoming a thing and I definitely want in. Tim seems to think that this would be conceited. You know, like us showing off how cute we are. So he says he won't participate unless we are taking engagement pictures. I just want good pictures where he isn't acting crazy or making weird faces. I also want one of those super cute pictures where you're kissing and the girl pops her foot and its at sunset so its just a silhouette. Wow, I might be a little neurotic. Moving on.

#4: Sing for me. So my amazing beau has a beautiful voice and is super talented. No, I'm not just saying that because I love him. It's totes true. He's been in countless choirs and musicals and singing groups. We sing together all the time like in the car and stuff. So fun. But I've asked him probably a thousand times if he would sing to me and he won't. I don't know why. It's super frustrating though. I love hearing him sing! I wish he would like record a video of him singing and then randomly show up. Like in this commercial! (Cheesy, I know!)

I tried for 30 minutes to get the video on here so you would have to go to a new page but it didn't work. So instead click here to see the video before reading on. Sorry peeps. 

Those are the biggest things that I can think of right now that I wish Tim would participate in or do for me. Don't get me wrong. He's amazing and I wouldn't trade him for the tastiest piece of cake in the world. But I'm a sucker for the cheesy things. I think he'll come around though. ;)

*What's something cheesy you and your man have done/do?*

With love, Carly ♥

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That Fork In The Road...

Okay guys! I'm writing to you today with such excitement that I can barely contain myself. I hope you guys will share my excitement. So here we go. I'm going to tell you a story, but if you stick with me until I get to the end, you will learn some truly exciting news. I PROMISE.

I can still remember the first time I danced on a stage. I was 4. I remember wearing a pink tutu and pink tights and pink leotard and pink ballet shoes. Totally girly. So I danced for a few years after that. Then I discovered Hot Wheels and Barbies and I stopped going to dance classes. 

Can you handle the cuteness? ;)

So when I was about 9 years old, I picked back up with the dance classes. I did a combination class for three years that was Jazz, Ballet, and Tap. I fell in love with ballet. It was honestly about the only time I was graceful and had good balance. Seriously. I'm a clutzo. Still. So because I loved ballet, I continued to take that until I graduated high school and I took Pointe which is when the pretty girls dance up on their toes. I did the Pointe for 5 years along with the ballet. I also took Hip-Hop. That was a lot of fun. Okay so I know that I just hit you with a lot of information. But here is a picture from my senior year. 

So I graduated high school and went off to college. I became an Appalachian State University Mountaineer. I was an undecided major. I loved dance but I knew I would never make it as a performer. So I figured I would find something I loved just as much. So my Sophomore year in college I declared a Psychology major. I had no clue what I was going to do with it but I knew that I wanted to help people.

Fast forward to this past Spring. I was a Junior and by this point I had taken 5 or 6 dance classes up here. I was in Modern 1 at the time and my teacher told me that she thought I would make a great dance teacher. I was like, uh scuse me. Say what?! I thought about it for a little while then just kind of pushed it out of mind thinking it was too late to do anything about it now. 

I met with my psychology advisor a few weeks later and he made me realize I didn't have a real passion or drive for psychology. I liked it and it interested me, but it didn't excite me or make me want to work hard in my classes. But I figured I would just finish the degree and worry about the rest later. 

One day, I was talking to my lovely beau and he told me that he just couldn't see me listening to people's problems all day. He said he could definitely see me doing something dance related. But mind you he hasn't seen me dance. So I began to mull this over more and more. Finally a couple weeks ago I talked to my sister about it. She told me to go for it. She said that mom and dad would understand and that I need to do what is best for me.

So 2 weeks ago, I went to the Dean's office in the College of Fine and Applied Arts and got a change of major form. I then emailed the Chairperson of the Dance department and she told me to email an advisor. So I did. I met with her last week. We discussed the process and what classes I would need and when I would graduate. I told her I would talk to my parents then let her know what was going to happen. 

I talked to my parents on Sunday and they told me to go ahead and that they were excited. Mostly excited that I finally figured out what I wanted to do. ;) 

So friends, today I turned in my change of major form. I changed my schedule for the second summer session and the fall. Guys. I'm a Dance Studies major and I am going to teach people to love dance as much as I do. I am so excited to start this journey. I will graduate a semester late but who cares. I have direction and I have plans. I made a choice at the fork and I know I chose correctly.

The two above pictures are from this past Spring.

With love, Carly ♥

The Truth About Job Hunting

Okay, so for the past month or so, my roomie and I have been vigorously searching for jobs. Jobs of any kind. I even told her the other day that I would shovel poop on a farm if it paid well enough. No joke. I would do it. 

I need a job, real bad. Like so bad. I have little experience which probably doesn't help my situation but you have to start somewhere right. The majority of my experience is in childcare. I worked at a daycare for 2 years and have babysat for a while now. I love kids. Unfortunately no one around here seems to need or want childcare. Like do you just leave them home alone or what? It sucks. Major butt. Huge butt. Lots of Butt. 

So because of this lack of childcare opportunities, I have succumbed to applying for jobs I don't even know if I'll be good at. Jobs like being a waitress, being a cashier, or working in retail. I am clumsy, moody, and wear my emotions on my face. But I am so desperate. I just need a job.

I hate job hunting. Its like a college student's worst nightmare. IT SUCKS! I have filled out about probably 15 applications, send numerous emails, and searched on the internet for many hours for a job. Places that were hiring obviously didn't like my childcare skills, places that said they would call never called, and I'm pissed. I have been working so hard but my efforts aren't helping at all. 

So today, I did something drastic. I made a childcare provider profile on Care.com. No seriously. I did. I am that desperate. I need a job y'all. I want a job. I like to be lazy but my laziness is wearing thin. I am stuck in this apartment with no money. Unacceptable. Here are 3 things that I believe to true about how employers feel about college students.

#1: We are lazy. They think we don't ever want to do anything and that Mom and Dad still pay for everything. Well you turds, the truth is we do want to do things and our parentals DON'T pay for everything anymore. So stop being turd-like and friggin' hire us. 

#2: We are slow learners with no experience. I'm serious. I think employers believe that if we don't have any experience in the field we are trying to apply for, that we won't be able to pick up what needs to be done. They think they will have to spend more time correcting our mistakes than running their business. Well excuse me, but I am smart and I am a fast learner. So stop being turds and putting "experience required" on your job ads. No body likes the mean girl.

And finally, #3: We don't want to work weekends because we want to party. This. Is just stupid and false. I don't drink. I can't even legally drink, mind you. And I hate parties. I hate feeling like I have to get dressed up just to go sit on my butt at someone else's house instead of my own. Plus I'm in a committed relationship and parties are for picking up people. I have my perfect man. I don't need drunkards. 

So the truth about job hunting is that it sucks for college kids. It's a hard knock life for a college kid. Wish me luck.

*Make sure to check back tomorrow! I will have some truly exciting news!*

With love, Carly ♥

I hate Mondays.

I hate Mondays. I think they are the worst thing ever. I spend every Sunday night wishing that Monday won't come, but it unfortunately always does. However, there is something that makes my Mondays better. Actually it makes any day great. I love this video. It's hilarious to me and I hope you find it funny as well. 

Enjoy! Happy Monday!!!

This guy is hilarious so you should definitely watch more of his videos!

So just for your enjoyment, here are two more recent videos!

With love, Carly ♥

I suck.

Yes, I know I suck right now. I haven't the blogger I should be. I just haven't been in the mood here recently. Which is craz-ay because last Saturday I planned out topics and jotted down notes for every blog post this week. But obviously that didn't happen. I don't know what it is, but I am just not in the mood right now. 

Even though I don't really feel like talking about anything of substance, I will give you some pictures and updates since the last time we talked. 

Saturday, I didn't do anything. Sorry. It was Saturday, what do you expect?!

On Sunday, I went to Kenz's family reunion...which is one of many that they hold during the year on both sides of her family. Seriously, her family is huge. Love it. Oh and the food is ALWAYS good. So here are a few pictures from that. 

 

After the reunion, we had a scary movie marathon and it was fantastic!

Then Monday, I had class (BOO!) and then me and Kenz watched the series finale of The Secret Life of the American Teenager. Don't judge us. I will say that the finale sucked. No questions were answered and nothing was resolved. The producers were lazy and I am really thinking about writing a strongly worded letter to them. Okay moving on.

Yesterday we had class and I read the entire Hunger Games book in like 4 hours cause it's that good. I convinced Tim to ship me the second one that he already has so I don't have to buy it. Ain't he jsut a sweetheart?! Last night, we watched Army Wives for hours. Then I played with Kenz's hair. I did a waterfall braid then i curled it. Twas fun and I did pretty good. See:

      

Isn't her hair beautiful? I just love it. 

Now it's today and I had a math test. Then I wrote a letter to Tim and got groceries. Now We are watching Army Wives and I'm writing this ridiculously boring post about my boring life. So if you stayed with me and read it till the end...kudos to you. I'll be back in my groove soon. Promise. Lataaaa!

With love, Carly ♥