Bikini Contest

For the third year now, Charleston's local bar Styx or Panther Paw has a bikini contest with prizes. Most people would think of a contest where contestants just have to dress up in a bikini to show off what they got going underneath their clothes. Since I missed the actual contest the past two years I didn't know what it was actually about so I was considering signing up to win $850 and a trip for two to Vegas. 


I ended up chickening out because I didn't want people to look at me funny or feel like crap about myself. While I was witnessing this contest yesterday I was appalled. These five females clearly hammered, (I say that and not "girls" because there was a 40 year old in it who was possibly a stripper), were really shaking what their mama gave them. 


They had to dance around sexy, shake their butt and boobs and give lap dances to random people from the crowd. They also had to pour a cup of milk all over their bodies for some reason and one contestant asked me to put it in my mouth and spit it in hers. How ridiculous is that. I obviously said no chance. Another girl poured chocolate syrup all over her and the guy she was giving a lap dance to and licked it off of him. 


At this point I was thanking God for allowing me to maintain my morals and dignity. Obviously I know what strippers and prostitutes will do for money but these girls might as well have been strippers and they would have gotten more money. If i have a daughter I hope she will never participate in something of this nature in college. 

Air planes

Planes are not my most favorite thing ever. I am scared to death of flying for some reason and people always tell me not to be and spit out the odds of crashing. And I respond that's great I do not give a shit nor do I even want to hear the word crashing.

I have a techniques and a routine every time I fly. The whole week before leads me to being mentally prepared. I try to block it out of my mind. Then an hour before the flight I rip a Xanax, prescribed by my doctor of course. And then once on the plane I attempt to fall asleep and if that doesn't work I most likely hyperventilate, cry, cover my eyes and ears. And here's the most ridiculous part if that wasn't bad enough... I don't let me feet touch the ground because I don't like feeling the vibrations of the plane.

I don't even know why I am so scared of flying because I was pulling this before 9/11. My dad used to yell at me for crying and would tell me they won't let us take off because of me haha. And do you know hoe many set of wing buttons I received...up until I was 15. Maybe it's because I'm chlostrophobic, maybe insane or maybe it's all in my head. Needless to say I landed in Fort Myers safe and I get to do this all over again on the way back to Chicago. My parents are so very thrilled.

Not every day do we realize that one day, minute and second can change a person's life. We really all do take every day for granted because we don't think something bad will happen to us and that's where we need to stop complaining about petty things or stop holding grudges against friends because you never know when someone will be gone.

I hate for this blog to be sad and about this stuff but it's because I got a reality check on Halloween weekend and another one today. On Halloween a friend and past teammate died in a car accident and was ejected from the car. This was a difficult time because before this I had never lost a friend. When something like this happens you really evaluate your life. It's confusing as hell and so many questions come along with it. Today is another day where I am thinking of these questions. Last night my friends Shane and Christine were in a car accident. Luckily Christine was only injured but Shane was not so lucky. He was ejected through his sunroof and passed away at the scene.The one thing I will say I am happy about is that Shane left this earth next to the girl he loved so very much.

We are so young it is terrible and there are no words to describe it all. It shouldn't come to events like this to reevaluate our lives. We need to cherish each day for that tomorrow might be our last. Rest in Peace Megan and Shane. You are two amazing angels now in heaven.

My New Obsession

My new obsession is four letters: HGTV. It is sad and pathetic to say but I basically watch it anytime I can. I'm only not watching it when I am sleeping and in class so I should probably throw down a couple more bucks for the electric bill this month. 


First of all, I love House Hunters and I realize I will probably be very picky when I buy a house but these people on the episodes are utterly ridiculous. The other day when I was watching, a lady requested a big backyard for her children. When the backyard was shown, in my opinion, was basically the size of a football field. She questioned whether she could fit a pool in there. Then they complain that they can't find the perfect house. I'm sorry but beggars can't be choosers. 


When I was in grade school and high school I used to want to do interior designing but I knew when it came down to it I would suck at it. So I gave that up for communications. Now in my senior year of college when I should be thinking where I want to apply with my degree, HGTV has recently given me a new calling; Real Estate. I have always been interested in it and I have a few family friends as Realtors who can show me the ropes. I took it one step further than talking about my new idea and contacted a high school friend who is a Realtor and she told me to send my resume and she will put in a good word and basically hook me up. At this point I am pretty excited about that because I have never actually known what I really wanted to do other than possible be a police officer.