Showing posts with label rob pattinson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rob pattinson. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

take me back tuesday: college soccer days

seeing as though playing soccer is something i've spent a good seventeen years of my life playing, i should probably show y'all some soccer photos.  these pics take us back a few years ago while i was playing college soccer.  i LOVED it - playing soccer definitely made my college experience completely whole.  that and being a soristute.  we'll get to those sorority days another tuesday.



i think this picture is from a preseason game my junior year of college.  here i am being all fast like dribbling the ball down the field and sweating my little arse off.  it was seriously 99 degrees and 100% humidity that day.  it was always such a pleasure playing soccer in houston during the summer months and even into august and september.

this is one of my favorite pics that was taken during my senior year soccer season.  i distinctly remember the story behind this photo and it really did capture the emotion of the moment.  i was a senior, my teammate (gemma) who i'm hugging here, was a freshman who played forward.  she had been taking a lot of shots that day but most weren't on goal.  our coach was getting pissed and was about to pull her.  i pulled gemma aside and told her to calm down, shake the nerves, screw what everyone else was saying, and take a damn shot on goal.  (i was a good captain and pep talker like that.)  next play, i passed gemma a thru ball up top and prayed to God she'd do something with it or else she wouldn't see the field for awhile.  sure enough, she shot a perfect shot up top in the left corner of the goal and put our team on top.  this photo was taken just after she scored. 

p.s. oh, and something exciting is happening around these parts tomorrow.  if you like cool, free shit, i suggest you come back tomorrow.  i know you were planning on it anyways, eh?

p.s.s. or is it p.p.s?  anyp.s., i had a dream with k.stew and r.pattinson in it last night.  r.patz was missing his right hand.  it was weird.  k. stew was actually really cool in the dream, albeit a bit awkward as she is in real life.  i made out with r. patz.  he was an amazing kisser, you should know.

Friday, December 18, 2009

TFLN

since it's friday, and i'm still stuck at work, here's a little entertainment from our friends over at texts from last night (TFLN).  in the slim chance you've never seen or heard of TFLN, people send texts they've sent and/or received to this site which collects them.  the number in front in the area code of the person sending it.  you may come to find you have a lot of "cool" people in your city.  just an fyi to those who anal about grammar, there's a lot of typos and mistakes in these people's texts (i.e. - 90% of them are naked wasted when sending them); thus, they are insanely funny.  kinda wish this was around when i was in college.  i probably could have guessed which of my friends sent stuff in.


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(306): So not only did i just find my adoption papers that I didnt know about in my parents house, but they say "child shows some signs of mental retardation".

(843): I had my own version of the Hangover last night. I woke up to a disassembled Christmas tree, shit on the futon, and a hamster in the bathroom with a necklace on that said "Feed Me Bitch." I don't own a hamster. I don't know what I drank last night, but I want to do it again.

(708): After me and my boyfriend broke up I had to resist the temptation to send a mass text to my booty calls saying "thank you for your patience. it will be rewarded."
 
(805): Every time I type "should" my phone autocorrects to "shouldn't". even my phone knows my ideas are terrible.

(224): Can you put "designated driver" on a resume? 

(916): Working on an important paper into the wee hours of the morning, and every time I type the word "situation," I can't help but think of effing Jersey Shore. Those guidos are now ruining my academic life.

(571): the last thing i remember is you screaming lets hunt humans.  ((f)p note: yessss, vamps!)

(973): all we did was drink wine and talk about how people who dont have facebook dont exist.  ((f)p note: quasi-bf does not exist then)

(630): dude...I wrote 15 jersey shore quotes on her body. she is going to do the walk of shame with snookie on her forehead.

(956): Looking at the victoria's secret website makes the ice cream I'm eating taste like sadness and obesity
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have a great weekend everyone!!  one week until christmas!!  oh, and i have a hair appointment tomorrow and i'm getting bangs... hmm, we'll see how it goes.

p.s. - go tell jessalyn merry christmas... she's kind of being a scrooge about the whole holiday and doesn't want to give or RECEIVE gifts!!  i know, right?!  wtf!  luff ya, jess! ;)


to: (f)p readers
love: jessalyn





Wednesday, December 16, 2009

i can't help it. i love vampires.


i realize nothing in this post makes me unique.  but if i wanted to really be unique, i wouldn't have side bangs, wear ankle boots, david yurman jewelry, love loubs and all things monogrammed, or shop at anthropologie, nordstrom, banana republic, ann taylor, or j. crew.  don't get me wrong, i like to mix it up a little and make things uniquely my own and sometimes even try to start new trends, but my point is, we all like the same fads and lust after what's the new "it" item.  the "it" item for me for oh, say, the past five months (i.e. the first time i read and subsequently watched twilight) has been vampires.  by now, you all know i like vampires.  and by like, i really mean love.  not all vampires, of course.  just the hot sexy ones.  the unkempt, but effortlessly sexy one below happens to be my (and every other tweenie bopper's) absolute fave.  like i literally sometimes secretly (and not so secretly) wish he'd be standing in my bedroom waiting for me when i got home from work and seduce me into becoming a vampire.  too much?  maybe so.  okay, i'll stop.


{i seriously wish he was a vamp in real life and we could have little vamp babies.  i don't like to think of myself as obsessed, just more like a really really dedicated fan...}

anyways, i've obviously read all four (five, if you count edward's version, midnight sun, found here at stephenie meyer's website) books of the twilight saga, own the collector's deluxe edition dvd AND blue ray disc of twilight, downloaded it to my ipod, stood in line with lots of middle and high schoolers to watch the midnight showing of new moon, own both movie soundtracks, and would have already purchased tickets for eclipse if they started selling tickets seven months in advance.  it comes out june 2010, by the way.  you get it.  i'm obsessed.

i really only limited my obsession to all things twilight and kind of boycotted any reproductions.  i.e. true blood and vampire diaries.  i was a snob and a one-man kind of gal and wouldn't settle for any vamp other than ed cullen.  well, my friends, as of last night during a two-hour-everyday-this-week-vampire-diaries-marathon on the cw, my snobbish ways are no more.  the plot and storyline are a little strange, but i'm liking it. and i kind of like this stefan salvatore character played by paul wesley, and his effed up but also hot brother, damon salvatore played by ian somerhalder.  the plot's different than twilight in that two vamp brothers - one good, one evil - fight over this chick named elena played by nina dobrev, who happens to look exactly like a girl stefan dated over a century ago.  damon tried to steal her away from stefan, so now they hate each other.  oh, and damon likes to eat people; another reason why stefan hates him.  oh, and instead of elena's bff being a werewolf, she's not a he, and she's a witch.  like i said, weird shit.  seems like in every story it's always us ladies causes the drama. go figure.  we're just so damn good at it.

to be honest, i kind of feel like a sell-out watching it.  i feel like all i'm doing is eating five of the 100 calorie packages of cookies when all i really want is a piece of cake.  what do you think??  have you seen it and/or do you watch it??


{there is no such thing as an ugly vampire.}

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

just to get you excited: 12:01 a.m. baby



{omfg}


{wearing a helmet since bella rides a motorcycle.  duh.}

Monday, November 16, 2009

countdown: t-3ish days...


{if you're wondering why bella and jake are missing from this movie poster, it's because there's only one character here that really matters and he's bearing his chest for your enjoyment.}

i will not be ashamed.  i will be at the 12:01 a.m. showing of new moon on thursday night.  i may or may not be wearing the cullen family crest as a bracelet, ring, and/or necklace.  and i may or may not have celebrated a mid-20 something birthday yesterday.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

completely unrelated, but both exciting: elections and r.patz

yesterday was a crazy election day, so i was MIA in the blogsphere.  fortunately, all of the candidates we endorsed made the runoff (not that you care, but i thought i'd let you know because it basically means our members are happy and i still have a job - that you should care about).

so here's what i was doing from 7:00 a.m. - 7:00 p.m.:



and here were some of the other crazies also doing poll work:



and i'm not talking about the major league baseball team.  the texas rangers are a watchdog anti-tax group in the one, the only: tejas.  there was this old couple (like in their 70s) doing some poll work and singing songs to the people going to vote.  it was weird and uncomfortable and they didn't even have horses.

one quick plug - runoff elections are december 12th.  if you're in the city of houston, vote gene locke for mayor.  just do it.

let's see, on to the news that made my week.  one of my best friends just purchased new moon tickets for the 12:01 a.m. show.  yes, it's true.  a group of mid-20 somethings are going to be standing in line filling a crowded theater with a bunch of obsessed tweenie-boppers and i love it and i'm not going to apologize.  julie from life on a hanger is gonna be there to.  it's going to be epic.



i keep telling myself i probably wouldn't really like him in real life. 
at least that's what i tell myself to quell the obsession.