Hate it but I can't help it

My aunt gave my sister and I a pair of tickets to an early viewing of Beauty and the Beast 3D.  So today we are going!!!
 
Only thing is, I hate, I mean loooaathhe, 3D. It is never like, mind blowing, and I have to wear eye glasses to watch movies, so adding the other stupid 3D glasses over them, is like... heckk no.

But, I never saw Beauty and the Beast in theaters, so I would say that this is gonna be an experience. Especially since the movie, when it first came out, won a bajillion awards for best film art and music, etc. 

So I think I'll make the sacrifice... or just not wear my eye glasses.  I'll sit super close. 

Hey, so... I just hung out with my brothers for the first time.... ever.

A lot of you remember reading my blog post that I wrote this past summer about meeting my biological father.  I'm too lazy to check to see if I mentioned anything about my brothers.  But when I found my biological father almost a year ago to date, I also found out that I had two brothers from my father's first marriage.

Well, two days ago, on Wednesday, I met my two brothers for the first time ever!!!  It was so amazing!!! Taylor is 24, and Nathan is 22.

Nathan, me, and Taylor

I remember getting up early and I cleaned the house and it seemed like every time I looked at the clock, time was just moving slower... so I just put my ipod in and just listened to music and went around just doing things to occupy myself until noon which was when they were suppose to be at my house. I didn't even hear the door bell ring.  I actually saw my dog jumping and running around barking.  My stomach dropped and I ran to the window to check and see if they were here... I looked out the window, and it wasn't a fedex... aaaahhhh I was so nervous. So... I went and opened the door and saw them.  I instantly started smiling like an idiot. It was so awesome. I let them into the house, and hugged them both. On the outside, I was smiling and being calme, but happy, and then... on the inside, I was screaming and running around in circles, jumping up and down, completely ecstatic.  I took them into the kitchen and started making lunch, but because I was so nervous, I was making a lot of noise, and I couldn't think straight, I was knocking things off the fridge that was hanging on it, etc. I probably looked like an idiot. But, I blame it on them.  

While I was making lunch, we talked about all kinds of stuff, and then sat down and played the question game. We all sucked at the game. Nobody could really think of questions... I know you are probably thinking of tons of questions you would ask, but my mind was drawing blanks. I couldn't really think of any good questions. 

Anyway, after we ate we sat in the family room and talked and ended up playing Words With Friends on our phones for almost two hours. It was pretty fun... I learned that Taylor has a very small vocabulary considering every word he used was a word he had no idea what it meant, he just got lucky when the game accepted it.  Nathan is hilarious because he just rolls his eyes and pokes back when Taylor says stupid things.

I definitely know we are related because myself, along with many other people have noticed wayyyy too many similarities.  Taylor and I have the same smile, Nathan and I have the same eyes, we alllll bite our finger nails, and we all have pretty good senses of humor. lol. I can't imagine if we had all grown up in the same house. It probably would have been crazy.

Meeting my brothers seriously made my winter break. It was so awesome. I think we are going to hang out one more time before they head back home since they came to Ohio to visit me and other family. I am so thankful that I had the opportunity to meet them and I get the opportunity to get to know them now. Not many people get the chance to catch up with siblings they didn't know they had. Well, I do!!!  Thanks Jesus <3 You the Man...

HERE is the link for my reunion with my father... not really after, but a back story post:   http://wustew.blogspot.com/2011/07/reunion.html

2012 is gonna be swell

    Well, 2012 is here!!! There has been so many changes and things that have happened in 2011, I think I can honestly say, I have never needed a new year more than right now. I NEED TO START OVERRR!!!!

So here I am, about to make another promise to blog more, which I may or may not actually keep.  I have the urge to make an epic New Year's resolution, that I may or may not keep...  Which makes me think... that I might just wing it. Hail Mary!!!  2012 has a big name... I mean, it has a movie after it!! Basically, I'm obligated to try my bestest to make the year epic.  And... there is a very big possibility that it will be.  "Like what?" - (this is what you just thought in your head.)  I shall tell you!

#1) New semester = new classes= new friends
#2) I made a flyer to advertise to get art commissions= money for school
#3) I got the job that I wanted for summer= money & experience
#4) The job is at a sports summer camp = workin out and losin' weight (before)
#5) No boys= no problems   (but... I'm open to meeting Prince Charming....) XD


As long as I don't screw anything up... (which is inevitable)... then it should be a super good year!! :D
 

Embarrassing much?

For this Thanksgiving I went home with my roommate, Salina.  The food was delicious.  Puerto Ricans can COOK!!!

Her mom took us out to get our nails manicured.... and that's how I got embarrassed.  Ever since I was little I have been biting my nails.  I think about it sometimes but most of the time I don't even notice that I do it.  My mom, aunts, friends, etc, they all tell me to stop, but seriously, it is one hard habit to kick!

Anyway, as I surrendered my hands over to the little old Asian lady who was doing my nails, I was nervous because I didn't know what she would say.  As she started to file them and started cutting my cuticles, I swear she was cursing in whatever language she was speaking because her voice rose and she gestured to my nails and both of the workers beside her glanced over at my hands. AAAAHHHHH so embarrassing. I didn't know what to do except laugh.  Hopefully that will be a moment in time where I last think about biting my nails..... maybe not. lol.

And the winner is......

Well, I tried Tumblr.... and I couldn't even figure out how to post anything!  Blogspot is much more appealing for me... I just wish people realized that even though they don't have a blog, they can still comment.  It helps me to know that whatever I say means something to them, or that someone is hearing what I say or like what I say. 

I shall continue to post from here, and even though I say it all the time, I hope to post more often... So lend a hand, PEOPLE!!!  Let me know you are listening!!

Thank you much :)

Blogspot v. Tumblr

So.... What should I do? I don't know if anyone ever reads my blog anymore... I don't get a lot of comments...

I have several friends who read and use tumblr.... so... should I switch?  Is tumblr as awesome as blogspot? Who knows?? A FIGHT TO THE DEATH I SAY!!!

Am I being ridiculous? Or just female? Don't you dare say it's the same

I have been debating for awhile now, whether or not to get some angled bangs cut into my hair. I have been a little bored with my hair and kinda felt like I needed a change. So I finally decided to get my bangs cut.  Sorry Mom... :(

There is an awesome lady that I know... and she is pretty much one of the coolest cats I know.  She cuts hair around campus, and when I got my hair trimmed a few weeks ago, she did it for me for $10.  (GIVE HER SOME BUSINESSS)

Anyway, late last night, she got in to the dorm and so I went to her room to get my bangs cut. I had so many freaking crazy butterflies going all up, in, and around my innards. I hadn't cut my bangs for... a realllyyy long time. I was really scared that I would hate it and that I would cry and want to shave it all off.

And... that kinda did happen.  When she cut them, it was like... a shock. I practically ran out of the room crying. Not because she did a terrible job cutting them, it was because I thought they were to short, that they laid funny, that it didn't look good with my hair, etc, etc. 

So, I got to my room (still bawling my eyes out because that's what I do when I think my hair is ruined), and I stood in the bathroom looking at my bangs and trying to hide them in the rest of my hair with a twist braid. EVERYTIME I GET MY HAIR CUT, I cry. How pathetic?? I think I have a problem... idk... but after i put my hair up, I just prayed, "Jesus, please let me wake up tomorrow and like my hair.  I want to like it, but I HATE IT right now... maybe I'm overreacting... help me not to..."

Then, I got up this morning and jumped in the shower to start getting ready for class, and when I got out, blow-dried my hair, and kinda brushed it through.... guess what??? I loved it :) I love it. See?? God even answers the super teeny tiny prayers that sometimes sounds a little ridiculous :)

I'll post a picture of my hair later!!