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second year

second year

Coming at you live from my messy bedroom in Cypress, I'm here to give you a (very late) recap of my sophomore year of college!! It's 1AM, there's a thunderstorm brewing, and I decided now would be a great time for a cup of coffee. 

So here we go! 

A (sometimes) brief breakdown of my second year of college:

me + my babies

me + my babies

AUGUST: Me, new and overly optimistic plant mom ready to take on the year. Hurricane Harvey postpones school and I spend three days straight in my living room with friends playing Cards Against Humanity and placing bets on who will be the first to go mad and kill the rest of us. School starts and I figure out our football team's biggest rivalry might still just be the local middle school's team. 

J.B.

J.B.

SEPTEMBER: Phineas the Fern dies. Saw Jon Bellion in Austin and spent the car ride home singing so loudly with my girls to Beyonce that I thought my throat was bleeding. Steal box of Cheese Itz at party. Go to the graffiti park in Austin. Pace Bend Park camping trip and see the Milky Way clearer than I ever have and spend all night around the fire with some pals singing kuntry songs. 

oh deer

oh deer

OCTOBER: Gublerween! Open mic poetry @ Wake the Dead coffeehouse: man reads his history class essay + later *attempts* to rap beginning of Macklemore's "Can't Hold Us". Went hiking in Austin...ran out of breath ten minutes in.

Wednesday night hammocking/using the worst pick up lines you can come up with tradition with Alyssa + Peyton begins (ex. "Hey boy, wanna put me in your satchel?"). Spend Halloween watching Alyssa try to generate body heat in her costume. Pal (in place of their name to preserve what's left of their dignity) successfully grinds the floor to "Pony" at a frat party. Have bad day. Have really bad day. Mom and Dad send flowers because of really bad day. 

tell me about it, stud

tell me about it, stud

you don't wanna know what we were laughing at

you don't wanna know what we were laughing at

NOVEMBER: Sarah comes to visit and we bust out to Nikki Minaj. Family weekend at TXST. Alyssa drives us home and we listen to nothing but christmas music for 2 1/2 hours. Friendsgiving! Friendsgiving 2.0! Kayaking with a groovy new pal. First Thanksgiving at my brother's house. Brother undercooks turkey. We smile and eat undercooked turkey because that's family. Family gathers around living room to watch vine compilations. 

friendsgiving

friendsgiving

dancing queens

dancing queens

DECEMBER: Family trip to Fredericksburg. It SNOWS in San Marcos. Someone draws 10 foot long male sex organ in snow. Says, "Wow" in vine voice 25+ times because of snow. Goes to zoo lights with friends, doesn't feel good...hang with friends after, they suggest I go home because I don't feel good, but I insist I'm fine...go home...find out I have the flu...flu during finals week. I Watch Lord of the Rings on the couch all week and cry during powerful scenes of friendship. Family dance party in garage. Learn to 2-Step. Christmas! Mid-college crisis bangs. New Year's Eve in Fredericksburg. Find out i'm not the only one who drops the ball.

susan + sarah + emily

susan + sarah + emily

JANUARY: 10PM decision to drive to a Motel 6 in galveston to watch the sunrise with Sarah. Art museums and coffeeshop conversation with a good pal that ends with talking in an HEB parking lot until 4:30AM. Wake up at 7AM to drive to San Marcos. Regrets nothing. Goes to college station for first time. Immediately understands why i've never been. Second semester begins. DD at frat party. Decide to never attend a frat party ever again. Austin Bouldering Project. 

just visiting

just visiting

that' s just how we roll

that' s just how we roll

FEBRUARY: Drive to Corpus Christi with Alyssa for Sarah's birthday. Bonfire on the beach. Excessive picture taking. Park on beach for three hours drinking coffee, talking, and listening to every john mayer song to exist. Spontaneous tattoos. Beatnik Bandits show goes HARD. Canadian tuxedos. Sushi + gal pals on valentine's day. People watch at Austin skatepark with Alyssa + play sk8r boi too loud. Noah Gundersen concert in waco + get shushed for sneezing. G-Eazy concert in dallas with Sarah + Sarah's boo thang. Sing about respecting women. Drive 30 minutes for free pancakes at ihop with Julia + Alyssa. 

yee haw

yee haw

MARCH: White trash party. Get yelled at for wearing cowboy hat to white trash party. Tacos + Chacos. Solo trip to austin to write all day. Watch illuminati conspiracy theory shows all night with Alyssa. Buys new plants in hopes of keeping them alive. SPRING BRAAAAKE. Cody Johnson at the rodeo. Rode a camel. Beach Trip 2K18. All the things I can't publicize on this post but happened during Beach Trip 2K18. Dancing under the streetlights with my pals at 2AM. Stargazing on the beach with my pals. Stargazing with Alyssa in an abandoned house lot. Jacob buys a puppy. I cry on the couch for ten minutes because puppy is so cute.

if you're a bird, i'm a college student who got a full body sunburn on a cloudy day

if you're a bird, i'm a college student who got a full body sunburn on a cloudy day

APRIL: House party ft. living room bands. Outdoors club camping trip at Pace Bend Park. Sleep in hammock. Froze booty off sleeping in hammock. Become a Cat Camp counselor woo-hoo! Sarah drives up to San Marcos just to hang for like 18 hours. Sign apartment lease. Five mile dam hangouts with Alyssa.

MAY: Scary movie + ice cream night with Maddy. Get way too excited about getting to hang out with my parents. Finally stop at the plant nursery I always pass on my drive to San Marcos. Buy another plant that I don't know for certain I can keep alive. Solo painting day. Isolate myself for a week to detox my body from college. Tell myself I need to write this post.

AND THAT CONCLUDES SOPHOMORE YEAR 2017-2018

Obviously this doesn't include everything on account of you don't want to read a novel including how many times I cried when the Eagles song "Desperado" came on shuffle, and because my parents still sometimes read this blog (hi mom!) and they certainly don't want to know everything that I do in college. 

actual footage of me walking back to my room after my strawberry jelly toast hit the sink

actual footage of me walking back to my room after my strawberry jelly toast hit the sink

I also went through some rough patches this year! And by rough I mean like at one point I was so emotionally strung out that one morning I accidentally tossed my toast into the sink instead of my knife and I started crying, so I skipped all three of my classes and spent the day watching 80s movies (self care at its finest). 

But I mean, what else is there to say about sophomore year? It was the year I met some of the raddest people this world has to offer. The year a pair of my underwear fell out of my sweatshirt on the way to my Logic class. The year I took care of a drunk girl at a party for three hours, only to find out she had been faking it the whole time...

but it was also full of groundbreaking experiences! Like finding out I'm actually a Gemini instead of a Cancer and finally finishing reading Stephen King's IT (No, but seriously, I've been picking up and putting down that book since my senior year of high school). There were 2AM trips to Whataburger and so many weekends spent camping/stargazing. I spent mornings and evenings watching the sun rise and set with some of the warmest souls I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. 

It was without a doubt a year of growth and rEaLizInG tHinGs, but it also the year I ended with being closer to the end of my college time than the beginning. That is INSANE. I feel like I was just sitting in bed eating pizza and writing my "outro to freshman year post" yesterday. Life comes at you fast, my dudes. Truthfully, I wasn't so sure about Texas State when I first moved there, but Sophomore year was like finally settling into a new home, and that's exactly what San Marcos has become to me:

home. 

Stay rad.

-Em

 

 

 

interlude to life

interlude to life

R.I.P to my youth

R.I.P to my youth