Photography: A Positive or a Negative?

You know that moment in the morning after a night out when you run to check your camera and see the pics you took the night before... well to put it simply, I've now learned not to get excited. After the last few nights out, I've found that I am not photogenic in the least bit. So much for all those Glamour Shots as a child!

Looking at pictures from our recent trip to La Crosse, I learned just how ridiculous I look in basically all situations. At a local bar, we got our groove on and it was only us in the frame. I know this because in all of the pictures the bar cleared out around us. If that doesn't tell you something I don't know what does!

But as ridiculous you look in basically every shot, those pictures are the memories of some of the greatest times and tell a whole lot to give explanation to those crazy stories you hear the next morning. Basically, keep taking pics, they make me laugh and that's the most important part... and you've got to have something to blackmail your friends with, right?

How are You Feeling?

Remember those magnets that you placed on the fridge and put the little frame on to show how you were feeling that day? They had different comic faces with happy, angry, irritated, goofy... I found this online and thought it was kind of like that. Which one are you?

I thought it was too cute to pass up and decided to share it with you.

P.S. Today is a much better day... hope yours is too! Be like the baby bottom, right... so cute.

Quote of the Day

"Keep your eyes peeled, keep your enemies closer"

-McKenzie, on an extremely long road trip back from La Crosse, Wisconsin (not sure that's how the saying goes)

Monday, Monday

I refer to this day often as the worst day of the week... this week at least. I knew it was going to bad from the start when I saw it was windy and snowing. I got my parka on and headed out into the unknown (basically, the bus stop and an unknown day ahead of me). It seemed to be going okay until I stepped off the bus and hit my head on the side mirror (for the second time)! After this I had a major headache and the day basically spiraled downward from there: sleep in an art history course, eat lunch, can't understand/sleep in German class, bus ride home (don't worry... won't make that mistake again) and now I have homework up the wazoo.

I think we all have a dislike for this terrible day of the week but I feel I have extreme animosity for it. The worst days in school history are usually on a Monday:

1. No Uniform Day- (I went to a private Catholic school for nine years) When the school finally lets you dress like a human being/regular child and your mother forgets to tell you that you don't have to wear your ugly green and blue tartan skirt that basically hits your middle calf. You show up to school humiliated because, let's face it, this was your one chance to prove you could actually dress yourself.

2. German Tests- Why do teachers seem to think it is okay to have a test on a Monday? I never remember these sorts of things.

3. The day you wear your shirt inside out and no one tells you. Finally, you take a bathroom break and realize your shirt is on either backwards or inside out.

These have all happened to me on Mondays and I for one am sick of the Monday morning mishaps.

The Lepers of German 1102

It’s not new to those who know me that I can be a chatty Kathy and sometimes, just sometimes, not the best rule follower. My hard knocks German teacher has had it out for me since day 1 when she nearly separated my Deutsch partner and I. But who would have thought that the same distaste from our teacher would have rubbed off on all the other students? With every richtig or falsch question, we can’t answer or make a comment without getting the stink-eye from a fellow Deutsch learner.

I should have known from the start of what I was getting myself into when on the first day of class, the newbie to my right preceded to tell me he was practically fluent because he spent a whole two weeks with a host family when he was fifteen. Oh pa-lease!

But today took the cake. It was like kickball German style. Who wants to be on my team? …Silence. Not even one look back. There was an abundance of members in groups 1 through 3 ranging from 6 to 8 people… and then us. Leaving us Schwesters (sisters) to stand-alone yet again.

But it’s okay, Germans have never had the best taste… considering their American icon is David Hasselhoff.

Acceptable Pants for the Male Species

So question of the day for the male followers: what is the acceptable length and/or style of pants that I should be wearing? Well men- do NOT fear, we are here to answer your question.

The answer is definitely not the pants pictured (sorry John), for these are women's pants... So something to take from this- I never thought I would have to say this- do NOT wear women's pants... Shop in the men's section of the stores only... This will help ensure that you will not make the mistake of purchasing women's items. Really, is there a flood coming? (Again, sorry John)

Next, jeans that have more bedazzlement than one of Flava Flav's many necklaces or Nelly's grillz, are definitely off limits. Most women do not enjoy your Tasmanian Devil boxer shorts, so if you could hike those pants up a bit- we'd appreciate it, thanks. Men also who wear the "Ed Hardy" pants- please don't. They are in no way attractive and please ask your girlfriend or mom to take you shopping for some new cooler ones- for the sake of all humanity.

If you ever have any questions, please feel free to ask us, as we are the experts!

Hairography

So today, the two of us were looking mighty fine... No- that is not saying it right... We were looking HOT! The way in which we described our hair was as "rats have been living in it for weeks" and "an electrocuted cat"... You wish you could have seen it, right?