N0ISE C0MP1AINT!

Homecoming

Last night was the homecoming dance. I had no intentions of going until I was in target with my friend Saling and I found the most amazing black leggings. From there, we decided we would attend.

We went our separate ways and got ready to go dancing. It was quite the walk up to the University Center in my heals.... so I took them off. It was raining out, needless to say my feet were not warm... or clean.

Saling is also and excellent pianist, and a music major.

Greeley.

Yesterday I moved into my suite at UNCO. Greeley is a beautiful town with the even more beautiful aromas of cow shit and laundry. I live on the 11th floor of a high rise with a total of 13 floors. Turner.
This is a picture of me and my roomie Brooke in front of our dorm.

The North Pole.

This summer, I spent five days a week from 10 am to 5 30 pm in a magical Christmas dreamland. What more could I ask for, but to see the smiling faces of tiny children with their only desire "to see Santa" and to ride all the rides of course. Yes, I am talking about THE NORTH POLE: Home of Santa's Workshop.
This is a place where Christmas dreams come true for Texans and Kansans alike. Here, the sweet noise of parents yelling at their kids mixes with Christmas jams to fill the air.

What more can I say but that I loved my summer in the sweltering heat of Christmas in July.

Atmosphere. Its just a ten letter word.

I have decided to start back up my blog, because I actually have something to blog about. Last night I found myself in the arms of my favorite hip hop producer, Ant. I went to the Atmosphere concert last night. They are a hiphop group from South Minneapolis, and they are awesome. So the show was amazing, but before the show had even begun, I realized that I had to use the restroom. Thank you God. This is when I met Ant. He signed my phone and whispered sweet nothing in my ear. Kind of. If I wouldn't have had the urge to go the bathroom at that very moment, I wouldn't have met the 30 some year old man of my dreams.

Me and Ant.

You cant read it cuz its backwars but it says I luv Murree. Ant. He couldnt get the spelling right.

LT LT LT!

Here's to te crazy ones.
The Misfits. The rebels.
The troublemakers.
The round pegs in square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They're not fond of rules,
and they have no respect for the status quo.
You can quote them, disagree with them,
glorify or vilify them.
But the only thing you cant do is ignore
them. Because they change
things.
They push the human race forward, and
while some may see them as the crazy ones,
we see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough
to think they can change the
world are the ones who do.

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This is Mallory and Mary,