Sunday, January 17, 2010

ahhhh

life sucks.
i got a new job--> Panera
Shopping makes everything better.

Monday, September 28, 2009

A day in the Life: College Applications

A day in the Life: College Applications

College Applications

Okay So here's a list of the colleges I've FINALLY decided to apply to. I'm kinda using this as a checklist so I can see what I completed already. If bolded means I'm DONE with that application.

1.) The University of South Carolina -Columbia


2.) Agnes Scott, accepted

3.) Oglethorpe University, accepted

4.) College of Charleston accepted

5.) Mount Holyoke

6.) Smith College


7.)Northeastern University

8.) Roanoke College accepted

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

My Wish List



I'm going to edit this more..



Cowboy Boots



Bull Shorts I think these shorts are soo cute! From AA


Loafers, I like how Isaac Mizrahi rocked them on Runway..



Salvatore Ferragamo


Boots.. I like knee boots or calf, not snow boots though. These are Clark's



Something Cheetah Print- particularly flats, I would like some cheetah print flats or a nice cardigan, or maybe even a skirt? I don't know. I think cheetah print is something that definitely stands out.




Nice Dark Jeans


La Haine, I love this movie!





Trench Coat




Saturday, August 8, 2009

SAT Optional Colleges/Universities

Here's a list of SAT Optional colleges, I compiled for myself...mainly because my SAT scores aren't good and because I don't think it truly measures your intelligence.
Bryn Mawr College
Colby College
Mount Holyoke College
New York University
Sarah Lawrence College
Smith College

Saturday, April 11, 2009

College Decisions

I'm in my junior year of high school and I think I have FINALLY narrowed my choices down to about five schools! I'm all over the place really. If you're happening to read this blog, feel free to recommend any schools. To me it seems to hard to choose a college to attend. Most kids at my school only consider in state schools (South Carolina) and I believe that there aren't many options for me in state. You may disagree. There are many things I look for in a college; diversity, a strong journalism/communications program, and opportunities to participate in musical ensembles (euphonium/baritone). Is that really too much to ask for? Oh yeah did I mention financial aid? I need that the most. My mom advised me to go to whatever college that I have to pay the least.

Well here are the five I'm considering.

1.) University of South Carolina
I chose USC because it offers most of what I ask for. It is about an hour and a half away from my home in Charleston. There is both a marching band and concert band(s). Football team is exciting. USC offers communications, journalism, french, and film studies. All of which I am interested in. There is also a study abroad program. The school is about 80% white which is not as diverse as I hoped for. The total cost is about $20,265 and the average financial aid package is $10,994 leaving me to pay $9,271 per year.

2.) University of Miami- UM is really in Coral Gables, FL right outside Miami. It's a private school and offers many majors, french, communications/journalism, and film studies. There is a much lower acceptance rate. UM also has a football team, concert band and many ensembles. Miami is a very diverse city with many things to do and never a dull moment. The cost however is much higher, about $45,088. The average financial aid package is $29,868, leaving about $15,000 to pay yearly, but there are many scholarships available. Study abroad is also available here. I can imagine Miami is more diverse than USC.

3.) Northeastern University- Like Miami Northeastern is private and located in a large city, Boston, MA. The acceptance rate is about the same as UM. Being that it is in Boston there will be many things to do. Northeastern offers Journalism, Communications, and Film Studies. I'm not sure about French. It does however offer study abroad programs in France. What is most distinguished about NEU is the co-op program which gives students opportunities to work within their field before they graduate. The school however is expensive and I'm not sure how generous they are with financial aid. The total cost is about $46,561 and the financial aid package is about $20,000 leaving me to pay about 26-27k yearly. Gah.

4.) Bryn Mawr College- Okay first it is an women's college in Pennsylvania, 20 minutes away from Philly. Really smart school. It just doesn't have a music program. It is also very small. What I liked about the school is that the acceptance rate wasn't very low and there is also an academic exchange with 3 other schools. Swarthmore, Haverford, and University of Pennsylvania. All of which are highly ranked schools. Bryn Mawr has a reputation for breeding highly intelligent women. The cost however is not cheap. It's about $51k, the average financial aid package is about 34,102 leaving about $16K to pay yearly. At Bryn Mawr one is able to take classes at the three schools and travel to Philly. I'm just not sure about the whole women's college thing..

5.) Mount Holyoke College- Mount Holyoke is another women's college. It is apart of a college consortium with UMass- Amherst, Amherst College, Smith College, Hampshire College. It is larger than Bryn Mawr. The town is not really near anything, yet it is in Mass so you could travel to Boston and NYC. The cost is about 52,476, but the financial aid is very sufficient leaving me to pay about 20K a year. Unlike the other schools the average need met is 100%. I like that.

Jamaica part 3



I haven't written in a while, so I want to get all of this in before I forget. After returning to the United States, I appreciated my time in Jamaica more than ever. Every day I think of Jamaica, I miss it so much. Between the days my dad and I traveled between small towns; Port Morant, Morant Bay, Port Antonia, and Kingston. In the Kingston Market they hounded me, every single person would say "Come have a look miss, come have a look". As much as I wanted to buy gifts for my friends and souvenirs, it was so annoying that my time there was short.I remember going through Jamaica seeing teenagers playing soccer; shirts vs skins or shoes vs. no shoes. Cows, horses, chickens, and goats all over the place! In Bath, Jamaica my dad, Mr. Aaron, and I went to this place Bath Spa and Gardens. Mr. Aaron is a resident of England, but originally from Jamaica. He stayed with us at Mr. Mac's house. Mr. Mac's house in the one pictures up top. Mr. Mac is my great uncle by marriage, my great aunt is dead. The spa was neat and a great place to relax. After that we were driving and my dad ran over a chicken. The chicken was crossing the road. Later on we headed to my aunt/grandfather/stepgrandmother's house in Morant Bay? I always confuse Morant Bay and Port Morant; to this day I still don't know the difference really. Being that the trip was happened so long ago, I don't remember what things I did on which days. Visiting my Aunt Joan was fun because she is a very animated person. Her three daughters are very adorable. In my next blog, I'll write about my time in Portland.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Jamaica part deuxxx

So we drove a long time. In Jamaica the roads are in poor condition so it takes a long time to get from one place to another. Potholes galore! The first place we stop at is this outdoor restaurant. The food is good of course. I think I had curry goat with rice and peas (that's kidney beans in American). Jamaican food is soo good! On the road again. The first place I remember stopping is in Portmore, which is outside of Kingston. That's where I saw these little guys.. . They were cute so I decided to take pictures of them. The houses they lived in were...not so cute. Basically four walls. Really hot! This will sound really trite, but seeing stuff like this made me appreciate my own house and everything else I have. These little kids didn't even have a decent pair or matching shoes. It didn't end in Portmore though. I saw this all over Jamaica. This is the Jamaica most vacationers don't see. The lady who babysat these kids was named Ms. Myrtle. She seemed nice. Like everyone else she said I resemble my father. Onward Kingston! If you don't know already Kingston is the capital of Jamaica. Kingston's known for it's high crime rate, but hey who cares? Not me. That's Kingston's wharf. Yay. It's a pretty lively I guess. In Kingston we make a stop at the gas station where they pump your gas for you!? How exciting! [I know it's still done in America] We also stop at Andrew's house, a friend of my dad's, who's mom is a friend of my mom; so I guess we're all family. Andrew was superCool and funny. He had an awesome fake British accent. His mom, Dimple [nickname] is also nice. The majority of the houses in Jamaica have gates in front of them. I told my dad that there wasn't much architectural diversity..He disagreed. Ahh everything slips my memory now..The landscape of Jamaica is truly beautiful though. The mountains pretty much are in the clouds with the sun shining. There are so many sugar cane fields, goats, chickens, and bananas everywhere. My dad ran over a chicken. muahaha, but that's later in my story! Traffic in Jamaica is crazy..not so much as traffic jams, but more that they drive like maniacs and the pedestrians just stroll along like they're not about to get hit by cars. I'm like ?!? That's enough for today..

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Jamaica, part One

I've been meaning to write a blog on my time in Jamaica for the longest time. Well I think it's about time I stopped putting it off. Ahhh where do I start though?

Well I'll just go with whatever..It was my first time travelling by myself on a plane. Well it started off pretty crappy...I was supposed to take off from Myrtle Beach and have a 5 hour layover in Fort Lauderdale and from there go to Kingston. When I get there, they immediately told me no, I could not get on the flight because I would not make it through security because of time. (Keep in mind this is Myrtle Beach). Well I was very P.Oed at this point and so was my mom. The people at Spirit Air were rude, unhelpful, and trashy. To top it off the lady who was being rude was a West Indian. There's $400 dollars of mine down the drain. If you don't know already at this point in time I haven't seen my dad in 10 years, so this trip meant a lot to me. My mom feels really bad by now so she tells me to sit on this bench while she tries to figure something out. I'm just sitting there watching all the LAME-Os walk by. I remember thinking these people have no sense of style. I must've been really mad. So my mom and I decide to take twenty steps to the left and get a ticket from Delta instead. This one has a stop in Miami which isn't bad, for like $500. We rush through security and LUCKY me is chosen to be searched some more. This lady starts patting me down and I have the urge to giggle when she goes down my leg. She searches everything in my suitcase at the same time trying to make conversation. I have to throw away my bug spray because it's too big. Then I realize this ticket is one way only. !!! So we end up leaving. Now you know why i hate Myrtle Beach..besides the fact that it's trashy with nothing to do there. On the way back home we stop at this Jamaican restaurant. yay. food. Finally we get home and tell all 18 of my siblings what happened and Gay Molly too + my dad. We scour the Internet looking for flights for the next day all of them are really expensive. We were lucky enough to find US Airways had a flight from Charlotte for one hundred and some odd dollars more than my original flight with Spirit Air to Montego Bay which is wayy farther away from where my dad lives.(Don't fly spirit AIR!!!!) They suck. I go to bed early and the next morning me and my mother make our way up to Charlotte. This time we make sure we're EXTRA early! I fell asleep on the way there. I just remember waking up and seeing a big statue of a horse at the airport. I liked Charlotte's atmosphere a lot better than Myrtle Beach's. It was actually cool. Checked in. My mom sat with me for a while, but then she had to go to work. I like public places like airports because you see so many people, different types of people. I was sitting by this Jamaican guy who was listening to his iPod REALLY loud some bootybass stuff. This other couple was really cute. They were like late 20s. They reminded me of the couple off of SNL's "Two A-Holes". A woman with really tiny shorts and heels (her cottage cheese was all over), I mean she wasn't fat, she just wasn't fit to be wearing those shorts... too hoochie mamaish, anyway the lady from the couple made a comment like "She doesn't need to be wearing that. She's not working it. If she could work it right then it would be OK" She saw me laughing at her. I think she knew I agreed with her. I saw a HANDSOME BEAST of a redhead...hahaOMG, I was hoping to get seated by him. Instead I got seated by this couple the guy had long dreadlocks and the girl was a ginger head. The were sharing their iPod ad fell alseep on each other. HOW CUTE! They seemed nice.
All these damn tourist. Jeez Jamaica. I got moved some minutes later a couple rows back because stupid little kid had to sit with his mommy. [pissin me off] jk. I got a window seat [yay] next to this old couple, I could tell by their accents that they were from up north. Ahh the flight was finally taking off. It seemed like days! The coolest part is when you finally take off, it feels like you're flying..I mean you are, but way cooler. Everyone was knocked out by then. It was FREEZING on that plane. I fell asleep and eventually woke up like 20 minutes before we landed. Everyone had to fill out some dumb customs paper. Oh yeah did I mention I was carrying a car radiator? haha I forgot about that, it's for my dad. He needed a new one. Anyway. At last the flight has ended and we get off. Walk a thousand miles to get into a LONG line of people to check in I guess. I guess it's suspicious for a sixteen year old to be travelling by herself..with a car radiator [terrorist status]. I had to pay money for bringing it in..taxes are a b*tch. To make it worse I told them more than it was worth. Oh well. What does money matter anyway? Finally I can leave customs. The guy checking my info out tells me he likes my eyes and my lips. yay. lol. Anyway I finally step outside the Montego Bay airport and I see a man standing there he sees me and he looks for a second. Then he realizes it is me. It is my dad. He gives me a hug and starts smiling. I don't remember what we are talking about though on the way to the car. I walk to the right door thinking it's the passenger side when it's definitely not. haha. Well Jamaica's terrain is really mountainous. superAwesome and green. Hilly and rigid and all that crap. My dad and I kinda catch up .. we have a lot of catching up to do. It's not like we haven't communicated throught the ten years, but I haven't seen him in person, but that's a WHOLE 'nother story. I fall asleep and wake up around the time we are driving through this place called "Fern Gully" It's like driving through.. I don't even know google it.. It's like a cave, no sun getting in just ferns on the walls..yes WALLS. Some people even try to sell touristy crap through there. Ahh This is long so I'll continue this later. I haven't even gotten to the actual Jamaica part. muaha. ok later


currently adding more.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Modeling?

Back in middle school I used to be obsessed with modeling. For some reason I gave up on it. I figured I would not grow.. and I didn't. Now I'm in eleventh grade and for some reason I'm reconsidering it. Why not try it? I've been told by so many people that I should. I would love to try it and plus what's to lose? You only live once right? Ahh. Hopefully I'll get SOME work. I'm going to start something soon.