methblue:

uptownzurban:

Please!!! I encourage anyone who follows me or sees this to sign this petition. My city is under a lot of distress right now for this wrongful doing. Here is the link to sign the petition… https://petitions.whitehouse.gov/petition/mike-brown-law-requires-all-state-county-and-local-police-wear-camera/8tlS5czf

see this makes more sense, change.org wouldn’t do shit but here the government HAS to look at it
August 14 201410·43 pm127,981 notes

methblue:

uptownzurban:

Please!!! I encourage anyone who follows me or sees this to sign this petition. My city is under a lot of distress right now for this wrongful doing. Here is the link to sign the petition… https://petitions.whitehouse.gov/petition/mike-brown-law-requires-all-state-county-and-local-police-wear-camera/8tlS5czf

see this makes more sense, change.org wouldn’t do shit but here the government HAS to look at it

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August 14 201410·42 pm1,718 notes

reverseracism:

Some of the tweets pertaining to #ferguson on John Legend’s Official Twitter Account.

It’s a relief to know that there are some Black Celebrities who are awake to the racial injustices America still has and holds.

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August 14 201410·36 pm522,918 notes

thecaptainjacksparrow:

elysian-serendipity:

touchmeslowly:

Jack Sparrow’s way of telling you your hair is ratchet.

That’s Captain Jack Sparrow you uneducated shit

thanks, kid

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ccushty:

punkgender:

one of the worst things about becoming educated on social issues is when people are like ‘you used to have a sense of humor’

no i used to have internalized prejudices which i’ve worked really hard to overcome and i realize now that your jokes are shitty

Always reblog this because becoming more socially aware makes you dislike a lot of people

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yungbasedblogger:

where can i get one of those kim kardashian or paris hilton jobs where they just kind of pay you to exist

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August 14, 2014

So a couple of days ago I decided that I’m going to start writing a daily entry again. So, let’s get started!

About two months ago, me and my boyfriend broke up. We’re both technically single, but we still talk all the time and hang out and go on occasional dates. We both decided that if someone wanted to date the other person we would allow it, maybe we wouldn’t be happy but we’d support it.

Over the course of the summer I’ve gone on about 4 different college visits.

The first visit was with Olivet College in Olivet, MI. Their record was 26-11. It’s a D3 school and I was looking to play softball there. I wasn’t a huge fan of the coach, but the campus was lovely and I could join a sorority and/or study abroad in the fall semester and still be able to play softball. However, after the coach watched the DVD of me playing he decided that he thought I wasn’t a good enough defensive player to be on his team. Let’s just say that my confidence was pretty shot. I wanted to play for a college that was really good at softball, and how would that happen if a crappy D3 school didn’t even want me?

Well after that college I visited Indiana Wesleyan University in Marion, IN. Their record was 32-26. They were an NAIA school. I had previously talked to the coach on the phone and he seemed awesome! The school was a private school and it was my religion, so that was a bonus! When I visited the campus I loved the school and especially the dorms! The only issue was that it was so big! Also, I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to be myself while attending the school, I was scared that I would have to act like a “perfect Christian” while going to school there. While my dad was driving me home from my visit, the coach called me and said that he would call me in a couple of days so that we could discuss the technicalities of it all. Well a few days go by and I don’t hear from the coach. The following day I receive a text message from the coach saying (word for word) “Hey Tay~so sorry I couldn’t call yesterday…life through me a couple of curve balls that I need to straighten out. I’ll reach out again in a few days, thx for understanding! Hope you are doing amazing” That was on July 1. Then on July 8 I receive this EMAIL (again, word for word) “Hi Taylor, I hope you and your family had a great 4th of July weekend. Our situation has changed. A catcher who I lost in the recruiting trenches last year decided to transfer to IWU as a sophomore as well as a possible NCAA D1 transfer catcher. We are not going to bring another catcher on board. IWU is still an amazing place and if you are being let here I hope you come and study here. Good luck and God Bless, I hope you find what you are looking for!” I was PISSED!! He told me he would call, and that dumbass never had the decency to actually call me, no he had to send an email. I spent a day moping around, then I said “Fuck him!” and decided I was going to prove him wrong. Obviously he never cared too much about me, because he had been spelling my name wrong for two months.

After IWU I visited Olivet Nazarene University in Bourbonnais, IL. Their record was 43-9. They’re also an NAIA school. You know how when people say they visit the campus and just know that’s where they’re supposed to be? Well, that’s EXACTLY what happened to me. I completely fell in love and couldn’t see myself anywhere else. My only problems were that I had to tryout, and there was the possibility that I wouldn’t make the team. Also, it costs $39,000 a year and I didn’t think I was going to get that much money in scholarships. I’ll get to the details about this school and the next school at the end.

My final college visit was for Viterbo University in La Crosse, WI. Their record was 16-29. They were an NAIA school. When I got there, I wasn’t too impressed. The people (including the coach) were more than nice. But the campus just seemed too weird for me. My (now ex) boyfriend said it was almost identical to Hope College, which I then realized, it was. After meeting and doing a tryout with the coach, she told me that she would love to have me on the team and gave me the financial information that I needed. It wasn’t a lot of money, but it was manageable.

Like I mentioned earlier, at the end of this post I’ll talk about the details of ONU and Viterbo and tell you all which school I chose. Until then, I’ll continue on with what I’ve done over summer.

In May I had my step brothers wedding, it was beautiful. A week after that I was able to babysit my nephew for 4 days in a row and it was lovely! I love that little man!

Uhm I started working out and hitting off a Tee almost every day this summer. I’m now currently seeing a personal trainer, but I only was able to do it for 3 weeks because I leave for school soon. I was also able to do a Fit Body Bootcamp (aka a High Intensity Interval Training class) that I’m able to do 5 days a week for 3 weeks. I’m gonna start going twice a day so that I’ll be able to get in shape/stronger quicker.

When me and my (ex) boyfriend went to Viterbo for a visit, we stayed the night in a hotel. But before that, we drove an extra 2 hours so we could go to Mall of America!! It’s so much bigger than what I remember! We walked around every floor, or at least attempted. And we also ate at Hooters together, it was the first time either of us had been there.

On July 31 I officially decided on what school I’m going to attend.

I’ve also been going to church every week! I originally started doing this when I thought that I was going to go to IWU, and I would’ve had to attend Chapel 3 times a week so I wanted to get used to church again.

I talked to my roommate for the first time last week (via email). She seems nice, she’s 22 and blonde. Also, REALLY thin. She runs her own fashion blog (blondeandsomething.com for those of you who are wanting to check it out). My only issue is that she dresses SO nice, and I am lucky if I wash my hair every other day. I wear sweatpants on the daily and look like a bum and this chick wears J Crew every fucking day.

Last week my old roommate and her friend came over to my house to drink, which was fine. Except for my old roommates dad called her after she was drunk and told her that she had to come home..well her parents are SUPER conservative and think that she doesn’t even know what alcohol is. Well, she told him she had been drinking so she wasn’t going to be coming home. So obviously, now her parents think that I’m a super bad influence and an alcoholic and shit.

Finally, this past week (August 9) I went to my (now ex) boyfriend’s sisters wedding and that was lovely! Me and him were able to hang out all day and I spent the weekend with him. Even though we’re broken up, we still hang out as if we were dating. I don’t personally have a problem with it. I love him, and I always will.

Now, for the details on the college I chose. After I visited ONU I knew that I wanted to go there, but that there was no way that me and my mom could come up with the finances. So for a week I tried to convince myself of everything that was wrong with ONU and everything that was right with Viterbo. It was even to the point where I was crying on the phone with my mom because I was so upset that I wouldn’t be able to go to ONU. My mom was so upset that she couldn’t help me fulfill my dreams, but she knew that it wasn’t financially possible. So I decided to do the selfless thing and pick the school that was better for my mom, rather than choose the school that I loved. The following Sunday after I had visited Viterbo the coach called me and asked if I made a decision, I told her that I would love to attend Viterbo and play for her, but I wanted to make sure that all of my credits would transfer first. She was so excited that I chose to go there and told me she would send me all the forms that I needed to complete. After I got the forms I started planning on going to that school. However, God had a different plan for me. The Tuesday after I verbally committed to Viterbo I received my financial aid award letter for ONU and it turns out that I only have to pay $6,000 out of pocket per year (plus loans). I was so ecstatic but also worried! I had just verbally committed to a college and now I was going back on my word!

After a lot of thought and prayer and talking to returning players from ONU, I decided that ONU was where I belonged. After having a few panic attacks, I emailed the Viterbo coach and told her that I made a decision and decided to go to a different school. Now that I had finally made my official decision, I was so relieved! But about a week ago, I received a phone call from the Viterbo coach. I didn’t answer and her voicemail said that she wanted me to call her back soon. I was really stressing!! The following day I decided to muster up the courage and call the coach. Well, everything was completely fine! The coach had called to tell me that she had accepted a coaching job at a different University and that she wasn’t going to be coaching at Viterbo this year.

It was obvious to me that God wanted me to go to Olivet Nazarene University. And whether I make the team or not, I know that this is where I belong!

If you read this, thanks for giving me some time! I apologize for it being so long (3 pages according to Microsoft Word), the next ones shouldn’t be this long (hopefully)!

justsmilecurlygirly:

pureblyss:

This would pretty much be the ideal honeymoon/young married couple trip. Camping a new place every night, seeing new places each day—or every few days, what’s the hurry anyway? You really bond with anyone you have to share a tiny tent with. You might as well be in love with them and see the country at the same time.

yes ^
August 11 201410·56 am97,855 notes

justsmilecurlygirly:

pureblyss:

This would pretty much be the ideal honeymoon/young married couple trip. Camping a new place every night, seeing new places each day—or every few days, what’s the hurry anyway? You really bond with anyone you have to share a tiny tent with. You might as well be in love with them and see the country at the same time.

yes ^

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studip:

if u askin about my bra size u better be planning on takin ur ass down to Victoria’s Secret to buy me some nice bras

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