Bloggaaah.

So. I had my graduation party today....and I got a new laptop!!! BAM.

Basically. I'll be blogging significantly more...which may be a problem. Also. Getting a debit card. Because I want this swimsuit.

Shut Up Feelings.

I don't care that I have a million NC's.
But I should.
I don't care that I ate freeze dried (Dare I say, yummy) for dinner last night.
But I should.
I don't care that I'm so tired typing feels like death.
But I should.

Hahahaha. Oh my hell! This week has been insane a little bit.

This week alone:
I have finished my CNA....98% on final. BOOYA! (Now for the skills test...)
I created 7 art projects in 12 hours.
I created an online art portfolio.(CHECK IT OUT HERE!)
I got 100% on my art portfolio.
I ended with a B+ in AP art.
I had a life changing talk with ma boyfriend and ma parents.
My daddy had his birthday.
I worked...and I will today, tomorrow, and saturday.
I had a cazookie for the first time.
I saw Saribaby for the first time in months.
Suz and I have been calling each other relentlessly.
I broke my cell phone charger, and have to get a new one.
I climbed my first 10a ever!!
I survived 2 new routes.
I went climbing....that alone is an accomplishment.


I still need to:
Go to ARC
Buy my daddy a birthday gift (Dave got a gift for my dad before I did)
Buy shampoo and conditioner
Find an outfit for graduation
Figure out a good weekend to go to good ol' North Carolina
Find a CNA/PCT/Psych Tech job
Buy bubbles.


This is going to be a good week. I have killer grades this term too! And my mom only had to get mad at me about them once!!! (:

Someday...

I'll get a tattoo.
Get a nose ring.
Save a life.
Run away.

40

And thus, Alex's 40 hour day began..
At least I finished my damn packet.
I wish I could say the same for the artwork.

A letter from my internal organs.

Hello Asshole.
Remember how you though it was a good idea to drink a rockstar? You have a clinical tomorrow moron. You make me sick...literally. I just want to sleep, but you suck.

Hope you're happy now...idiot.
Your pissed organs.

LALALALA

At this rate I'll finish my packet at 7AM.

Mazzy Star - Fade Into You

You'd best believe this is the song we're dancing to at my wedding.

Next 40 Hours.

Should be interesting. I'm not sleeping tonight. Don't have time.
I have an anatomy final to study for...it's tomorrow.
2 art projects.
Clinicals.
Practice for orchestra.

I'm gonna hate myself tomorrow!!! (:

X AND Z

That's what I call Suzi and i. She my best friend in the universe, and she's coming in a few months just to visit me!!! (And some other select individuals)

Z and I met when we were 4. We've basically been best friends since then.

Don't fool yourself. We haven't always been thrilled with each other. There was a period in 5th grade where we were grounded from each other, and a period in 6th grade, where we had some outside conflicts interrupting our flow of friendship. Her name will not be disclosed. BUT! We remained friends through thick and thin. The best part though, is that even though sometimes we hate each others guts, we always love each other. I find that you tend to hate the people you love most. You know what I mean? Because you love them so unconditionally, that when they make you mad, they make you explosively mad. Hahahahaha,.

                                                              (We're a little spazzy)
 But these last couple of years especially, we have had serious bonding. We got really really close in 8th and 9th grade. Those 2 years, I all but lived at her house. That was until she moved. And even then, we didn't let the miles tear us apart.

But she's coming to visit! And this year there hasn't been a time where I've needed her, and she hasn't been there for me. She's always willing to give me a call to make sure I'm all good (:

                                               (Can you see why I love this girl so much?)

Suzi has some things about her that I admire. And always have.

1.) First, and most importantly, she's my best friend. And that's no easy task. Sometimes I'm  a pain in the ass. I can be pushy, and obnoxious, and grumpy. But she laughs it off, or tells me to knock it off.
 2.) She's a really good sister to her sisters. She's the oldest of 4 girls. That would probably kill me. But she's always doing things with her cute sisters. And genuinely enjoys it. Or is really good at faking it.
3.) She's hysterical. We laugh constantly!!! Oh my heck!!!! We laugh all the time.
4.) She's really really ridiculously good looking. (And she appreciates Zoolander) Honestly, she's the sexiest, prettiest girl I know.
And finally.
She's my best friend. Through everything. The rocky bits, and the smooth bits. But she's always there.


I can't wait for you to come Z!!!!

She is Me.

I was explaining to a friend recently that I miss who I used to be. I used to be really awesome, and never took crap from anyone. I was assertive, and not nearly as passive as I've become. I always talked to everyone, cursed, didn't care about what anyone thought, because I was perfectly content being the individual that I was growing into. But experiences change us. And so they have changed me. I'm still the same person inside. I still listen to Tool on my way to school, say "shit" far more than I should, and never bother to get ready for school. But I can't help but miss who I was. At least slightly.
 I miss the Alex that blasted Avenged Sevenfold loud in her car, and all of neighbors stared and thought to themselves "Why is she like that?"
I miss the Alex that wasn't afraid to create artwork.  She was brave, and didn't get burned out.
I miss the Alex that didn't want to get married. She wanted a career. And to move to Seattle. (But this has drastically changed. I can't wait to get married. I only miss that Alex because she was so ambitious.)
I miss the Alex that wore push up bras.
I miss the Alex that hung out with Tony. (I miss you girl.)
I miss the Alex that saw Suzanna everyday at the mailbox. (But Suzi moved. That's out of our control. But we're still McBesties)
I miss the skinny Alex. (No. I'm not calling myself fat. I'm just saying. I used to be about 10 pounds smaller...cough.)
I miss the Alex with the ugly Baba. 

I don't miss the Alex that didn't have any self esteem.
I don't miss the Alex that struggled to feel happy.
I don't miss the Alex that couldn't sleep at night.
I don't miss the Alex that was plagued with lonliness whenever she was by herself.
I don't miss the Alex that was completely dependent on a boy for happiness. (Now that I'm serious with a wonderful boy, I realize, I don't NEED him to be happy. But I NEED HIM TO SHARE MY HAPPINESS WITH.)
I don't miss the Alex that didn't believe that she was ever worth marrying.
I don't miss the Alex that didn't know how to believe in herself.

So in some ways, I guess you could say, I miss the parts of me that were totally kick ass. Because I feel so soft and boring lately. But maybe that's because I haven't spend very much time with Tony. Or seen David this week for more than a few minutes.

Things are going to get much much better very soon.

Bon Appetit

I've been really into Bon Appetit Magazine lately. And recently, there was a delicious recipe in the May issue that I can't wait to try!

Ingredients

Cake

• 1 1/2 cups (3 sticks) unsalted butter plus more for pans, room temperature
• 3 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
• 1 1/2 teaspoons baking soda
• 1 1/4 teaspoons kosher salt
• 2 1/4 cups sugar
• 6 large eggs
• 3 cups coarsely mashed very ripe bananas (about 6 large)
• 3/4 cup sour cream

Frosting

• 1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, room temperature
• 4 cups powdered sugar
• 1/2 cup heavy cream
• 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
• 1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
• 2 ripe but not mushy bananas, cut crosswise into 1/8-inch slices

Preparation

Cake

• Preheat oven to 325°. Butter two 8" cake pans. Line bottoms of pans with parchment paper rounds. Whisk flour, baking soda, and salt in a large bowl. Using an electric mixer, beat 1 1/2 cups butter and sugar in another large bowl until light and fluffy, 2–3 minutes. Add eggs one at a time, beating to blend between additions. With mixer on low, gradually beat in flour mixture, scraping sides of bowl. Mix in bananas, then sour cream. Divide batter between pans.
• Bake cakes until a tester inserted into the center comes out clean, 50–55 minutes. Let cool for 20 minutes in pans on wire racks.
• Invert cakes onto wire racks; let cool completely. Remove parchment. Using a serrated knife, trim off rounded tops.

Frosting

• Using an electric mixer, beat first 5 ingredients in a large bowl until light and fluffy, 6–7 minutes.
• Place 1 cake on a plate. Spread 1 cup frosting over. Arrange banana slices on top. Top with second cake. Spread a thin layer of frosting over top and sides of cake; chill for 30 minutes. Spread remaining frosting over top and sides of cakes.

Read More http://www.bonappetit.com/recipes/2012/05/double-banana-cake#ixzz1uNtdpv5v

Someone's In Trouble...

From the girl who wears too many rings, doesn't do her hair on a regular basis, and forgets to shave,
To the boy who looks sexy with stubble, smells like palm trees and freedom, and is always thinking...

Thank you sweetheart.



























(I opened the door to my car this morning only to realize that my boyfriend left me one a reusable Starbucks cup and a gift card...)

Watch...I'm Going To Get Pulled Over.

Just because sometimes I'm a moron and forget to register my car in the month of April...genius Alex. It is 930, and my school is frigid. Not the nice kind where it's the air conditioning induced freeze your ass off, but the annoying clingy, I'm-going-to-make-you-suffer-cause-you-can't-get-warm kind of cold.

I went to clinicals yesterday, and honestly, I thought I would be so grossed out. We have been doing everything in my CNA class on mannequins, which in some aspects are harder and easier than dealing with actual residents and patients. But I was in the secure unit yesterday, and I literally saw everything you can within the first 10 minutes. And it DID NOT gross me out. Not the smells. Not the way things looked. Nothing. In fact, my entire attitude was cheerful. I couldn't wait to help the residents. And I'd like to think that I helped to make a difference. Whether I did, or I didn't, it was still a positive experience, and I can't wait to go back tomorrow.





Maybe someday I'll be cool enough to be Betty White's CNA...


Things with the boyfriend are going pretty well. We were both super cranky last week, but this week already seems like it is going to be better. Primarily because he is done with school. And graduated. With honors....just saying. I, on the other hand, am officially graduating. I finished my last EHS credit, and am now officially going to be a grown up.




My big sister is moving home. Which is pretty awesome.
I have 2 sisters.
My oldest sister would be considered Kourtney.
I would be considered Kim.
And my baby sis would be considered Khloe.....

..........If we were the Kardashian sisters. Hahahaha. But we're not. At all.
I'm waaaay to tired for this today.

Speaking of tired, I have been attacked by a fatigue monster. Which doesn't even make sense. I sleep fantastically almost every night. But I still feel like I'm being plagued with narcolepsy.

Alex's to-do list for today:
Register car.
Go to work.
SLEEP.
See Dave.
At some point....