Awkward and Awesome Thursday

AWESOME:

-I did not wreck my car OR get my phone stolen during OU/TX weekend.
-I got my car back!!
-Getting a new car battery fo' freee!!!
-Seeing the Thunder play in Tulsa, OK. (one of the last James Harden games too, but this is the awesome section, not the sad section.)
-Oktoberfest, Oktoberfest, Oktoberfest.
-Getting to take shuttles to Oktoberfest.
-Being BFFLs with the Oktoberfest Chicken.
-Seeing weenie dog races for the first time.
-Going to the Red Hot Chili Peppers concert and getting to take my brother, roommate, and some work friends!

-Getting to go to the OU/Notre Dame game (despite the loss, it was one of the best game day experiences ever).

-Getting involved in advocacy for certain ballot propositions via Twitter. The best way I can describe my actions is with the word "firecracker."

-My brother has been contacted now by two people who think I am awesome for my Twitter-firecracker-ness.

-I am starting to learn to cook!!! In addition to me already excellent breakfast making skills, of course.

-Today is my Friday. Whatup.

Awkward:

-Getting tackled by a very large patio chair on a Dallas rooftop as the winds tried to throw me off the roof. However, it did not succeed! #silverlining
-#hashtagging on Blogger.

-Car not starting when I went to turn it on for the first time... hence the new, free battery.
-Arriving to the Thunder game 1/4 late because me and roommate were having a grand ol' time at Oktoberfest.
-I went to run/hug someone from high school and it turned into a tackle. I didn't realize I was such a natural linebacker.
-The opener for RHCP concert, Thundercat.
-Being made fun of by students for continuing to cheer during the 4th quarter of the OU/Notre Dame game. For real-- never seen the student section so lame/quiet/pathetic/disrespectful.
-Trying to watch the new How I Met Your Mother, like the t.v. said. However, it was a re-run. :(
-Getting followed by random people after my political twitter-ing, including 3 different Oklahoma Tea Party groups. I don't want to be too political on here, but I will say that I am not the biggest fan of the Tea Party.
-Playing Pac Man with such intensity that 2 days later my hand is very sore and keeps cramping up.
-Being the only person who showed up to our daily group lunchtime. The apps on my phone became my best friend.

Weird Wednesday

Going to the dentist is always one of the most awkward situations one can ever face. I have been going to the same dentist my whole life, yet it is inevitable that I will always feel really weird.

I can get over the whole, "someone is staring at my teeth for 30 minutes" thing, but there are two things that I just can't:

When the dentist asks you questions while they have their hands in your mouth.

     For one, this is rude. It is like trying to make someone talk with their mouth full. While it can be funny at moments, it is generally not socially acceptable. But then it is also rude to not answer. I never really quite know what to do.. do I wait for them to pull out their hands? Do I let out a grunt to warn them I am going to attempt speaking? Or do I just go for it, spitting and mumbling all over the place? They didn't teach me this etiquette in grade school. I feel like it is a sick joke that they teach dental students; they need something to break up the monotony of x-rays and fluoride treatments.

When the dentist gives you sunglasses and tilts the bright light right in your face, leaving you two options for your eyes: 1. Look at the dentist's eyes or 2. Close your eyes. 

      Sure, they give you sunglasses. These aren't polarized though, so the eyes are definitely visible. I definitely don't want to pull the Steve Martin awkward 5 minute stare (I showed this a few posts ago). But then I don't want to close my eyes because I want to know what tools they are potentially going to stab my tongue with. 

If only they would still give me stickers... then it would all be worth it.

My name is Katy, and I miss my car

For those of you who don't know, I have a car named Ellen. I prefer to speak of her as a real human. Right before Labor Day, my poor Ellen had a heart attack. The doctor said the only fix was to receive a heart transplant, aka get a new engine. 7.5 weeks later, I am still without her. The first engine was rejected, and so we have had to wait for another. There have been many times that we thought she could come home, but alas, there has always been another complication.

All I can do is wait. Luckily, I can walk to work. However, things like going to the grocery store get a little more tricky. I have an amazing group of family and friends who have assisted be in these rough times, and I am very grateful for them!

I never imagined a car being in the shop for 2 months. Someday, hopefully soon, Ellen and I will be reunited. Until then, I will be wearing my walkin' shoes (or boots- because they are made for walking, too).

Ellen looks something like this

Weird Wednesday

This Weird Wednesday is so simple, yet so strange...



5 children, probably 4-5 years old. The guitar is actually as tall as them, if not taller.

That is all.

Awkward and Awesome Thursday

AWESOME:
-Starting to feel comfortable at work, and making friends with my team. :)
-First happy hour with my co-workers: Old-school style bowling. That means Oldies music and manual scoring.
-Got my flu shot!
-Running into one of my college friends while I was locked out (more details below)-- they were going to the apartment across the hall. So fun and random!
-Eating lunch with the trainees I spent my whole summer with.
-Getting a bunch done/learning a lot at work this week.
-THE STATE FAIR. I got to see Eli Young Band and Easton Corbin.
-Being roommates with this girl.
-FINALLY going to the grocery store because my brother loves me. I spent an obscene amount of money there, but now my tummy is a happy one. :)
-Seeing my best friend's Senior Art Show.. her talent amazes me, and I am so proud of her!

Awkward:
-Going out to my first Oktoberfest of the month.. soon to be followed by the official Oktoberfest!
-Got locked out of my apartment because I forgot to tell my roommate that I was going out.. woops!
-Hanging out in the neighbors apartment while I called my roommate. Then, one of the girls tried kissing my roommate... super super awk.
-The privacy lock on our door. You can only unlock it from the inside. I have a feeling that I we will never be perfect at using this properly..
-Not having actual assignments at work because there is so much to learn. Everything I do is pretend work.
-Losing Mallori's boyfriend at the fair. I lost him when we were waiting in line for the restroom.
-Not having a car.. It has been in the shop for almost a month and a half.
-Going to OU/TX with my family this weekend... what happened to going to the West End with my best friends??

   

Weird Wednesday

I grew up in the great state of Oklahoma. If you aren't from Oklahoma, there are some things you must know:

• 'round here we might have an accent. None of us believe it, and don't understand why some people think "y'all" is a funny saying. 
• Yes, we are an obese state. But when you have places like Eischen's that specializes in selling whole fried chickens, how can you blame us? We know good food.
• We are friendly. When I drive around 71st and Memorial on a Saturday, I'll probably beg to differ. However, if there is one thing I have learned in my travels--- it is that we are one of the few areas of the U.S. where people are nice or considerate to strangers. I don't know how many times I've told a stranger how may day is going, or waved and smiled at them as we walk past each other.

So why does this matter? Well, it is what makes this Weird Wednesday topic tick:

When you and one other person are alone on an elevator and don't speak to each other.

There is about a two second period of time where you can establish communication. If that two seconds passes and the only communication was an awkward eye glance followed by an intense interest in your watch, then you are doomed for 30 seconds of awkward silence. And it feels just like this:

 

I must admit, I am guilty of this myself. Sometimes, I freeze and don't know what to do. I'm trapped in a metal box. I hope and pray that the person next to me will save the day with a great piece of small-talk. Anything. The weather, the day of the week, sports, heck I'd even accept breaking out into song High School Musical style (though I must admit, I've always secretly wished for my life to be a musical). Being from Oklahoma, I just expect communication with strangers. This silence throws me completely off my game.

Sometimes there just isn't any avoiding it. And apparently there will never be a solution...

Darn.

Weird Wednesday

Taken from the wonderful world of Youtube. Not my video.

I am majorly creeped out by the talking crosswalks. The first time I heard them I was in Norman and walking to the sorority house. Previously, the crosswalk made happy chirp sounds when it was time to walk. I thought those were pleasant, and I enjoyed them. Then one day, I pressed the button, and it told me to wait. "WHAT?! Is someone hiding in the bushes???" was my first thought. Then I realized there was a robot talking to me. "Oh hello Mr. Robot, let's be best friends" was not my next thought. Instead it was, "This is scary, why is the crosswalk talking to me?!" I really thought that if I jaywalked that flames would come out from the stop light and burn me alive.

Rather rapidly, it seems like most cities are adapting to this style. I feel like I am living in a world of Big Brother that stalks me. Yes, it cares about my safety. But it does not care about my desire to cross the street when there is a break in traffic. Instead, it guilts me into waiting an extra 2-3 minutes until it gives me permission. I have always been a rule-follower, and this robot of a crosswalk has found its way to control my life.

Does anyone else find these weird/super creepy/or ..*cough*..even awesome?


Note: I understand-- they are great for the blind. I am not hating on the handicapped, and I am very glad that this exists for you! I don't want them to go away, however, they still creep me out. 

Weird Wednesday

Nope, I haven't already forgotten my blog again. My computer has been sent in to the lovely folks at Dell to fix it up for the last time (my 4 year warranty has taken its final bow). Since my pictures are all with it, I am putting a pause on the summer-picture-catching-up. 

So, I really like memes. Memes of all types. Because of this, each Wednesday will now be Weird Wednesday. This is part because I am weird, and part because maybe I will finally get used to spelling weird correctly (my brain is positive it is spelled "ie" not "ei"-- it is wrong). This might already be a meme in Blog Land, but I am too tired to search and find out.

Each Wednesday I will post something that I think is really weird. 

Weird Wednesday:

When people eat string cheese without stringing it. Why don't you just call it "mozerella" instead?? String cheese is called STRING cheese for a reason!

RIGHT WAY TO EAT STRING CHEESE:

  
Peel the cheese! Look how happy this girl looks, because she is having so much fun eating her cheese.


WRONG WAY TO EAT STRING CHEESE:

  

DO NOT stuff the cheese in your mouth!! This baby already looks miserable, and why would you want to be an angry wolf?? I sure don't want to be an angry wolf.

Why you should eat String Cheese the correct way:

  

Look at all the fun you can have when eating it the string way!

If any of you eat string cheese the wrong way, I invite you to try the new way. You most likely already know how unless you have a sad allergy to bananas:

A New Beginning

After 5 weeks of awesome summertime, it was time to begin my career. Work began in mid-June, and I absolutely love it! In the first 3-4 months, all of the college new hires are in an orientation program to learn about the company. There has been lots of bonding time in between presentations, projects, and travelling. 

Team Building Activities:

Yes, we walked over set mouse traps. I am now fearless!

We had to all get through the nets, without touching, and without re-using holes.

I was excited and concerned at the same time.

What is one way to bond quickly? Have everyone touch your butt..

The 20 best friends that anyone could have!

We went to a Drillers game, and Hanson sang the National Anthem. 4th grade Katy came rushing back to take fifty a couple of pictures.

Jennifer and Kathryne, two of my new favorite people!

Club 807, representin'!

I have made some amazing new friends this summer, and I am so happy to start my new beginning with them!

And then the friends start getting married...

Before this year, I have only been to 3 weddings in my ENTIRE life. Including the one where I was a flower girl at age 7. 

This summer began that time in every girl's life when her dreams come true her Facebook fills with engagement pictures and her mailbox fills with wedding announcements and scares the crap out of her. I missed the first one, a destination wedding in Florida. Unfortunately I had no denero to go. In mid- June I got to attend the first wedding of 2012 (2 more planned so far, plus 1 that I can't attend). It was my friend Kayla's wedding, who was one of the girls I studied abroad with to China in 2010.

On the night of the rehearsal dinner...

Chinese Lanterns! (yes, like in Tangled)

College friends

Got to see a couple of other girls on the wedding day!

Weddings make me feel way too old. And I wanted to bawl like a baby. I will blame that on the fact that I had just started work and hadn't slept for two weeks. You believe me, right? 

:)

And tonight she blogs.

I am finally blogging! Yes, I suck. So I won't make excuses.

It basically all comes down to the fact that I didn't think my life was interesting enough to stop watching netflix to tell you guys about.

But now that I have graduated and become an "adult," my life is automatically more interesting (slash I don't live in a sorority house filled with my best friends anymore- just my parents who aren't as awesome and distracting) . So now I will continue to blog! I am first going to make some posts of the highlights of life since I died from the blogging world, and then I will continue with the fun awesome things that I prefer (like telling stories of my eccentric childhood and run-ins with the crazies).

To make it up to you guys for blogging hiatus, I leave you with a dose of cuteness:

*It has been so long since I have blogged that I have no idea what this new blogger business is. I am bad with change!

Life is a Whirlwind

In 4 weeks, I will be graduating from the University of Oklahoma.
Today, I was initiated into the Honor Society, Phi Kappa Phi, honoring the top 10% of Seniors.
I found out last week that I am being honored with one of Price College of Business's Outstanding Senior Awards.
I will also be graduating with Academic Distinction.

I am not saying these things to gloat, although I am damn proud of myself.
I say these things because I can't believe this has all happened. I can't believe that my days here are almost done. I am so excited to start my new life, but leaving here will be bittersweet. I know that life will never be like this again. However, I love confidently knowing that life will be so much better. Many of my friends are not this lucky, and while I pray for them to find jobs/grad schools/etc., it also serves as a reminder to not take for granted what I have been given.

I am so excited for all of the things I will be able to accomplish this next year as I begin my career. For years I have been living in an environment with competitive people who try to push other people down. I have learned a lot about myself and how to deal with this kind of environment, for which I will be eternally grateful. The lessons I have learned are invaluable. However, I will be moving home to an environment of people that constantly believe in me and inspire me to do great things. And that is what I want to do. I don't know what these "great things" will be, but I know they will happen because I will be surrounded by encouragement. I know this next year will be a big, BIG change, but I know that these changes will enrich my life for years to come.

I swear that it was just a year ago that I was playing on my elementary school playground. But here I am, preparing my cap and gown. Life is a whirlwind.

Blackbird

I am getting back into playing guitar. I used to play from 8th-10th grade. I started out taking lessons privately, and thought things were great. Then I slowly realized that my teacher was extraordinarily sexist, and Katy doesn't deal with people like that. So I quit the lessons and kept playing on my own with the music from my lessons. One night, one of my brothers came in and took one of my strings to make a tattoo gun. He promised to replace it. However, he never did. Sure, I could have gone and done it myself, but I have pride issues and wanted to make him do it. That was the end of me playing guitar.

This semester, I enrolled in the Guitar class offered, and I am absolutely loving it. I already feel like I have learned more than I ever did in my year and a half of private lessons- which is sad. It is so great playing again though. My muscle memory is slowly coming back, along with the callouses.

We are currently learning "Blackbird" by The Beatles. I love this song!

Awkward and Awesome Thursday

I tried posting this last night, but the internet didn't want me to do anything. So here it is, 9.5 hours late. :)


AWESOME:
-Sunday "Superbowl" Funday
-Leaving late for a group meeting, then getting offered a ride. I was right on time.
-OU Memes Facebook page. Endless laughter.
-Half of my Thursday night class tweeting/emailing/texting each other all night. #boredMISstudents
-Wednesday night pitchers with some of my favorite people.
-Following @country_words on Twitter.
-Hearing "Tribute" by Tenacious D at Oconnell's.
-Betty White, Ferris Bueller, and puppy commercials.
-Starting my 4th and 5th "for fun" books of the year!
-Volunteering at the Food Bank and scoopin' potatoes with some awesome people!

Awkward:
-My entire body has been sore all week, and I wobble everywhere. Seriously.
-Turning into my mom: Standing up for what I believe in to people I don't even know via facebook. Yes, I was that girl.
-Realizing that I took pictures of my friend Michelle and Matt, and then with all three of us. I didn't think it was awkward because we are all friends, but then my roommate pointed out that I was the awkward third wheel.
-Sitting in the back of the bus on the way to the food bank, with nobody sitting by us for about 7 feet. It was set up for a wheelchair, and the bus driver didn't know how to fix it. The engineers couldn't figure it out either.
-Apparently I haven't been that awkward this week. Which just can't be true.

Awkward and Awesome Thursday

AWESOME:

-The weather being in the upper 60s all week

-Groundhogs day says more winter! This is awesome because winter hasn't started yet.

-Ordering girl scout cookies! Samoas and Trefoils, here I come!!!

-Laughing to tears 3 times in the past week with my friends

-Discovering the animal "finger monkey" on Google Images thanks to my friend michelle

-Going to and 80s themed date party

-Pilates, Guitar, and Creative therapies being my most of my class schedule

-Frozen Sangria. Strawberry Margarita. Need I say more?

-Reading for fun!

-Organizing my jewelry and hanging up the rest of my decorations... 

including this new poster:

Awkward:
-Wearing summer clothes in January. I packed up all my summer clothes and took them home. : |
-OU put in the paper that we will now only have 1 day off school for snow because they upgraded the maintenance equipment. Womp womp.
-My friends thinking I am crazy for loving tiny animals (finger monkeys, dwarf goats, lap giraffes, and teacup pigs) and obsessing over them on Google image search.
-Having a class on Thursday nights from 6:30-9:20 that always gets out late.
-Going to a date party with a freshman/18 year old. I had fun though!
-Volunteering for "family mapping" in my Creative therapies class. You pick people in the class to be your family, then place them near/far from each other depending on how close they are. You also pick the emotion on their faces. I even had to pick someone to be me.
-Going to Ted's and being the only one dressed up in 80s attire
-Facebook. Timeline.

The Night I used the Jenna Marbles Face

January 15th, 2:15 a.m.

After a great and funny night out, my best friend Mallori and I were eating at a booth inside Whataburger. Two guys and a girl sit down at the booth next to us, separated only by a 4-foot tall partition. One of them asks me, "Hey, do I know you?" Now, at 2 am, or really at any time on a Saturday night, the first thought is, "of course I don't know you and I don't want to get in your pants. Go away." However, I actually did know him. He was my bartender, Brandon, Thursday night when I made a short road trip to Talequah, Oklahoma. From this bartender, I ordered two drinks and about 100 waters. The next thing he says was, "you are the girl who ordered all the waters!" And then I realized how small of a place Oklahoma is. So we start chatting, making small talk, then he said something about me being pretty. Then, the girl gets jealous and grabs Brandon to make out.

At this point, the other guy realizes he should talk to us. Now, Brandon was in his 20s and not scary looking. Plus, I trusted him because he had been my bartender. However, his other friend was maybe in his 50s, and definitely creepy. He had grey hair poking out of a baseball cap, and had a bunch of piercings on his ears. At Whataburger after 2am, this guy is the definition of creepy. I never got his name, so I will call him Oldie. Oldie  starts conversation by trying to take a picture of me on his phone. Since there is only a partition in between us, There isn't much I can do to avoid this other than put my "thumbs up" face on, but he didn't like that and told me to put my thumbs down. So then I stuffed my face with a bite of my sausage biscuit. Then he didn't want to take the picture because I had so much food in my mouth. So I kept eating until he gave up. He also asked me to bend over so he could see my boobs. At this point, I was done with this guy.

He continues trying to talk to me, and I am trying to ignore it but Mallori and I couldn't really stop laughing. Then this happens:
Oldie: "Hey, look down here, is there something on my pants?"
Me: "No you are gross."
Oldie: "I'm un-buckling now."
Me: "I'm done talking to you." And then I turn away.

It was nearly impossible to ignore them, because they kept talking to us. At one point, he says that there aren't any Indians in Talequah-- the Cherokee Nation capitol. I am Cherokee, and decided to get a little defensive. Then he points to a gay guy (who was the star of Whataburger last night) and says that he likes him. I told Oldie that he only likes guys who speak Spanish, because earlier he hit on a a guy because he spoke Spanish and it was "so cute." Then he starts trying to speak Spanish to me, and then reverts to speaking Cherokee because he remembered that I was Cherokee. Now, I don't speak Cherokee- but it is on my bucket list to learn. So, to save face I just start ignoring him at this point. Because we are ignoring him, he looks to the booth past us and realizes that there is a table of Indians sitting there. So what does he do? He goes and makes some new friends. They were pumped about this, and I bet the bent over to show him their boobs.

At this time, Brandon stops making out and gives us attention again. We tell him that while he is okay, Oldie is a creepster. He got a little upset until I explained that in the first 10 minutes of meeting this guy, he tried to see my boobs AND show me his "wee-wee." Then Brandon understood, and started talking about how we were in love because we kept smiling at each other. At this point the girl gets upset again and tells him to stop. I tell her that he's fine, and that I trust him since he was my bartender. I guess that made her realize I wasn't taking her man, and then she laughed along with us the rest of the night. Brandon also kept trying to hold my hand across the partition. To "break-up" with him, I made an ugly face that he didn't like. That reminded me of a Jenna Marbles video that is one of my favorites: How To Avoid Talking To People You Don't Want To Talk To (Warning: there is offensive language in this video, so don't watch it if you don't like it). The jist that you make an ugly face to get people to stop talking to you. Then Oldie came back, said something offensive, so I started making "the face" at him. He was really confused, and even Brandon told me to stop making that ugly face. Unfortunately, we couldn't stop laughing which made the face a little less effective. Soon after, Mallori and I decided it was time to bounce.

As we get up, Oldie goes outside to follow the group of Indian girls. This means that he is standing right outside the exit. So what do we do? RUN. We ran to my car in the Whataburger parking lot at 2:45 am. The Indian girls yell after us, "I'm chargin' y'all five dollars!" I still don't really know why they were charging us five dollars, but we didn't care. We kept our five dollars and took the back way out of the parking lot, and then we laughed the whole way home.