I have a severe case of cabin fever. I want to go outside in shorts and a tshirt, wade barefoot through the creek in the woods, and stay out until the only light left comes from the fireflies. Too bad last night we got another two inches of snow. To offset my longing for spring by just a little I made purchase of some seeds and soil and I decided to start my own little summer from my bedroom. After purchasing lavender, cilantro, basil, and carnation seeds along with small little planters, I decided I wanted to do something a little fancier for my lavender. I considered painting a pot or just buying an extra pretty one, but then I recalled a friend of mine telling me how to clean candle jars to get really pretty, nice glass jars. It’s really simple and as soon as my lavender sprouts, it will be beautiful! So here is a little step by step guide on how to clean out those old candle jars so many of us have lying around the house! The process is surprisingly simple, it took me no more than ten minutes after I got the candle out of the freezer. All… View Post

Like many little girls, I dreamt of growing up to be a disney princess. I most identified with the clever and sweet Belle, perhaps it was because of my big brown eyes and dark hair, or maybe it was because Beauty in the Beast would play in my house on a loop, so often that my brother begged my mom to name me Beauty. No, not Belle, just Beauty. Whatever it was, a small part of my heart truly believed one day somebody would discover my true identity and sweep me away to live in my castle. I’m a little older now, and I still like to keep that thought in the back of my mind. Only now I identify more with Rapunzel. Her awkward charm and excitable demeanor are definitely contributors, but lets not ignore the fact that much like Rapunzel, I have too much hair to know what to do with. That’s right, my hair is loooong. And it has been for quite some time. But that’s no accident. I’ve put a lot of hard work into ensuring that my hair would grow long and healthy and stay healthy. At first it was a lot of trial and… View Post

Organization: The one word that used to cause me to let out an audible groan. I was never the girl in elementary school whose desk was impeccably neat, and keeping my room tidy has never been on the top of my to-do list. But despite that, when it comes to school, I am surprisingly able to keep organization a main priority. But if I’m being honest, until this year I didn’t care much about organization. I didn’t need to. My life was very easy going and lacked the hecticness that college so readily provided for me. So when I found myself severely unprepared for the whirlwind of commitments and due dates that this new chapter of my life brought, I had no choice but to get my act together, and quick. I have advice beyond the basic organization of your office supplies, because lets be honest – your gel pens can be exquisitely sorted by both color and glitter content but that doesn’t change the fact that the rest of your life may be quite a mess in terms of organization. These tips are designed with the college student in mind, as they were designed by a college student, but many… View Post

I try not to be bothered by much, and for the most part I’m not. But something that is a huge pet-peeve of mine is the ways girls treat girls. Way too many girls are catty and mean and just not nice to other girls. If we are going to be mean we should at least focus that on stinky ‘ol boys, right? But lets just actually be nice to everyone. Good karma all around that way! With that said, here are the top ways I see girls bringing down other girls. It’s easy to fall into the cycle, and if you see yourself doing it, try and make the efforts to stop! No one said it better than Ms. Norbury: “You all have got to stop calling each other sluts and whores. It just makes it ok for guys to call you sluts and whores.” Not only does it make guys think that’s alright, but it’s just not nice! We all know girls can be mean to other girls, but we are also mean to ourselves, and we shouldn’t be. If I had a dollar for every time I heard one of my friends put themselves down for something superficial,… View Post

I am generally a very easygoing person. I like everyone, generally they like me back. If not, that’s fine, I hold no grudges, but I mean, their loss. I’m mostly joking. But if I don’t like you, then I have a reason. And it’s a good one, because I am queen of second chances. In fact, in my eighteen years of life, there are only two people who I can’t find a single redeeming quality in. A former teacher of mine, and a classmate who spent an unbelievable amount of his time trying (and to a great extent, succeeding) to make me miserable. Both of these ‘gentlemen’ suffer from severe superiority complexes, narcissism, and a lack of remorse for making the people around them feel poorly. I had just met the aforementioned classmate. I’d heard negative things about him from other girls who warned me of his less than charming personality, but he was my boyfriend’s friend so I gave him a cautious chance. I found him a little immature, but other than that I thought he was a good enough guy. He didn’t take his time in proving me wrong. It started with a facebook message. He spun some… View Post