Awkward & Awesome Thursday

AWKWARD

The sound of saliva in microphones. Seriously, how hard is it to swallow your freakin spit? The sound, legitimately, makes me cringe.


Conversations with old acquaintances.
I went up to my old college last week and ran into several former classmates.
The conversations all consisted of something similar to this:

"How have you been?"
"Great. U?"
"Good."
"Where are you working now/what are you doing?"
blah blah blah blah

And then we were out of things to talk about...
I HATE small talk.


Being thrown up on. One of the many joys of having small children/babies...

Not only did she throw up down my cleavage, but she also covered my backside.
Luckily, I had my hair up in a ponytail, or it would have been covered!
It took everything I had not to follow her suit and throw up...

AWESOME

Spin Pins. 

If you don't have them, go buy them.  It's seriously THE best hair product out there.  Plus, it's under $10! 

They are so simple to use and you can create multiple kinds of buns with them.  I use these more than ponytail holders.  They also have mini spin pins now, but I haven't tried them (since my hair is so long and thick). 

Spring Sing. 

This is an annual show that Oklahoma Christian (my old school) puts on.  Every "club" (because it's a private school, they don't do sororities/frats) spends the first two months of spring semester creating a show.  Basically, they re-write popular songs and come up with choreographed routines.  Clubs LIVE for Spring Sing. 

Here's one of my favorite shows from this year:

This is the winning club's show:

The clubs also have to create a video that is shown prior to them going on stage.  Here's my favorite video from this year.

Well I could waste hours of your time by showing you other videos, so I'll stop. hahaha

**And last, but not least, I have an awkwardly-awesome moment (a first to this blog): the fact that mom and I spent 5 minutes trying to get a broom to stand on end. We couldn't get it to stand more than a second or two, so I'm convinced it's a conspiracy (or that our house isn't level). 

Until next time, 

The Intelligent Blonde