There's this one guy we passed on the way to the Sigma Kai party that said "Halloween is just an excuse for girls to dress like sluts."
Emily (on the golf team last year), who was with us, gave a resounding "YES!" to complement her referee costume that showed 3/4 of her massive boobs and a skirt that was right around 4 inches long. 4 inches. I'm not kidding.
I wasn't on that bandwagon, though. I was a rugby player (it was last minute! Like we dressed up 45 minutes before we left, and I didn't have a costume. At all.) and I was the most conservative of ALL costumes in the whole world. :))
Guys (from back home) would freak if they saw what the girls wore for Halloween. Oh my God. They barely concealed any of their skin, and it wasn't exactly hot and humid outside. Mya (on the golf team last year as well) wore a baseball outfit not far from Emily's referee costume (although in chest size Emily rules by far). Other girls were wearing bras and panties. Others wore bras and lady boxers, claiming they were Victoria Secret models. Other people wore coats over nothing else except a bra that pushed their boobs with such intensity you would think they were fake.
Guys loved the Halloween theme too. Some dressed up as cows (Andy! Haha.), others as a bananas, and well, the most shocking could be dressing up as a penis. Yeah, someone did. One of Ryan's (Hillery's boyfriend) friends. It was SO funny though. I know someone who dressed up as a "To Women, From God". God's gift to women. That was so funny.
Anyway, compared to Halloween back home, they are ALL OUT here. Like totally. I think I stopped dressing up for Halloween when I was 10. Haha.
Halloween is fun. I swear, I am so thinking about my costume for next year. :)
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Starstruck
Okay. I can think of no other word to describe my experience today. It's not really "starstruck-ness", because stars weren't actually present. No important golfers like Lorena Ochoa, or Annika Sorenstam, or even Michelle Wie (who I pity and I hope is doing well in Stanford). But it was Pine Needles. The site of the U.S. Women's Open 2007. We played Pine Needles.
Oh my God. I was SO excited.
I am not kidding. Like, SO excited.
I mean, it just feels so nice to actually play the golf course that we worked so hard (walked so far) to get a glimpse of. I mean, they were so many people then. I didn't get to actually see the course up close and personal (what the ef? Oh well.) and today I was able to. It was 6, 750 fuckin' yards though. I had like driver, 3 wood off most par 4s, and at some I even end up 40 yards short (this was the 17th hole, which is 461 fuckin' yards). And I got to play it. Got to hit balls at the driving range where the pros themselves actually hit balls. (I stole two, though. Just because they had Pine Needles on them haha. I know. I'm obsessed.)
It was just SO nice. Hopefully it's a blast from the future. Oh my God. I hope it is. :D
Anyway, it was just sad that I have a kind of lump thing on my shoulder. A muscle knot, I guess. You can see it, and well, feel it. It actually hurts when I set up. And well, duh, I can barely turn. Oh well. Kate, my Aussie teammate, is gonna give me a DEEP MASSAAAAAAAGE. I'm SO looking forward to it.
Haha. I just liked this. I was chatting with Coach Bong on YM, and we were talking about my putting. (Nak, I know. Seriously, we were.) And he said not to focus too much on the mechanics, and focus on feel. Well, I said I still am a feel putter, that's why I can't teach putting to anyone. I can't explain feel. And he gave the best explanation of feel that I've ever heard.
"It's what goes on inside your head...from pre-shot to post shot...that's feel...It's inside the head, then goes to the hands..."
It's a good thought. Because if you had asked me, I would say "feel" and never get you to understand it.
By the way. I learned a new word, I mean phrase, today. DFL. Dead Fucking Last. HAHA.
:)
Oh my God. I was SO excited.
I am not kidding. Like, SO excited.
I mean, it just feels so nice to actually play the golf course that we worked so hard (walked so far) to get a glimpse of. I mean, they were so many people then. I didn't get to actually see the course up close and personal (what the ef? Oh well.) and today I was able to. It was 6, 750 fuckin' yards though. I had like driver, 3 wood off most par 4s, and at some I even end up 40 yards short (this was the 17th hole, which is 461 fuckin' yards). And I got to play it. Got to hit balls at the driving range where the pros themselves actually hit balls. (I stole two, though. Just because they had Pine Needles on them haha. I know. I'm obsessed.)
It was just SO nice. Hopefully it's a blast from the future. Oh my God. I hope it is. :D
Anyway, it was just sad that I have a kind of lump thing on my shoulder. A muscle knot, I guess. You can see it, and well, feel it. It actually hurts when I set up. And well, duh, I can barely turn. Oh well. Kate, my Aussie teammate, is gonna give me a DEEP MASSAAAAAAAGE. I'm SO looking forward to it.
Haha. I just liked this. I was chatting with Coach Bong on YM, and we were talking about my putting. (Nak, I know. Seriously, we were.) And he said not to focus too much on the mechanics, and focus on feel. Well, I said I still am a feel putter, that's why I can't teach putting to anyone. I can't explain feel. And he gave the best explanation of feel that I've ever heard.
"It's what goes on inside your head...from pre-shot to post shot...that's feel...It's inside the head, then goes to the hands..."
It's a good thought. Because if you had asked me, I would say "feel" and never get you to understand it.
By the way. I learned a new word, I mean phrase, today. DFL. Dead Fucking Last. HAHA.
:)
Friday, October 26, 2007
I feel like shit.
I don't know. This week has been a tad bit hard. I had two midterms, one yesterday (for Finite Math that I took in advance because I will be gone on Tuesday, and that's when it will be given) and the other this afternoon for my Management Skills Practicum class. I am tired.
I don't feel so good. I'm tired. I wanted to unwind. My roommates and I were planning on watching a movie and going to a haunted boat somewhere. But no. Transpo difficulties. SO yeah. Looks like I'm not unwinding tonight. :(
Also, I saw Kuya Carlo (Mia's brother) today. And I thought it was going to make me feel better. I did enjoy walking around campus with him and talking to him and all that. But...it just made me feel so homesick.
I don't feel so good.
Goddamn. I feel like shit.
I don't feel so good. I'm tired. I wanted to unwind. My roommates and I were planning on watching a movie and going to a haunted boat somewhere. But no. Transpo difficulties. SO yeah. Looks like I'm not unwinding tonight. :(
Also, I saw Kuya Carlo (Mia's brother) today. And I thought it was going to make me feel better. I did enjoy walking around campus with him and talking to him and all that. But...it just made me feel so homesick.
I don't feel so good.
Goddamn. I feel like shit.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Aha
Right. Our football team lost again, to the Panthers. It was a huge upset, 24-17. Oh man. Now I don't know what they did wrong. But if I find out they did the same stupidity that they showed us during the Louisville game... Haha. I can't do anything about it anyway.
6-2, dammit.
And here I was all happy the South Florida (Sorry, Mau!) lost to the Rutgers, therefore having the same status as us, 6-1. Then we go lose our match. Aww. :(
Sad. Oh well. Next game.
6-2, dammit.
And here I was all happy the South Florida (Sorry, Mau!) lost to the Rutgers, therefore having the same status as us, 6-1. Then we go lose our match. Aww. :(
Sad. Oh well. Next game.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Nearly died last night...?
I don't know what else to call this blog entry. But, well, yeah, I guess I "nearly died" on two occasions. First, right around 11PM, as I was about to go to sleep, a thought suddenly hit me so hard I was panicking. I haven't cleaned my clubs or marked my golf balls. I have a tournament today, and I haven't done anything to prepare for it. I have 15 clubs in my golf bag, and so I had to remove one. I was cleaning my four wedges, then SUDDENLY I wasn't cleaning four. I was missing my 56 degrees! OM. Of all my wedges, I was missing the one I used the most (hence the bronze markings indicating ball contact). I was panicking! I was running around the room, because I could have sworn that I was cleaning it right before. I had thoughts like "Did I leave it at the golf ranch?" That would have been crap. I was nearly crying.
My teammate slash roommate Jenny comes out of the shower, and I ask her if she had any idea where my wedge was. She was like "Uhmm, I think Paige took it..." because I guess I was nearly crying then. I was like, "She probably did." So I went to the next room (where they were hanging out) at absolutely pleaded at Paige. She did heed my plea, laughing boisterously, though, and gave me my wedge which she hid under her blankets. WAAAH. That just wasn't nice.
Then at around 12 midnight, we hear thunder SO bad it was like it was going haywire. Jenny told me to open the blinds so we could see, and there was lightning alright, and...and HAIL! OM. There was a storm coming! WE WERE UNDER A TORNADO WARNING!!! What made it worse was there was a siren, and everyone from Schneider Hall (the dorm beside ours) was running down the stairs towards their lobby. We ran to the next room, all panicking (I was barefoot) and asked what we should do. Well, we came to the conclusion that we shouldn't leave (and go under the freakin' storm) but Steph was freakin' out. She was making me freak out. But it was funny. We were all trying to contact our parents and friends, and I couldn't connect with the effin' phonecard. HAHA. Oh well.
I got a bit scared, though, and the presence of a fire truck (I know, what the hell?) nearby didn't help settle my nerves. Then I decided to sleep because I was really tired anyway. I told Jenny to wake me up when we're dying. Haha.
I am still alive today, so Turner Hall, even without it's tornado safe zones, actually kept us safe. (Okay, I am exaggerating, it wasn't that harsh)
:)
My teammate slash roommate Jenny comes out of the shower, and I ask her if she had any idea where my wedge was. She was like "Uhmm, I think Paige took it..." because I guess I was nearly crying then. I was like, "She probably did." So I went to the next room (where they were hanging out) at absolutely pleaded at Paige. She did heed my plea, laughing boisterously, though, and gave me my wedge which she hid under her blankets. WAAAH. That just wasn't nice.
Then at around 12 midnight, we hear thunder SO bad it was like it was going haywire. Jenny told me to open the blinds so we could see, and there was lightning alright, and...and HAIL! OM. There was a storm coming! WE WERE UNDER A TORNADO WARNING!!! What made it worse was there was a siren, and everyone from Schneider Hall (the dorm beside ours) was running down the stairs towards their lobby. We ran to the next room, all panicking (I was barefoot) and asked what we should do. Well, we came to the conclusion that we shouldn't leave (and go under the freakin' storm) but Steph was freakin' out. She was making me freak out. But it was funny. We were all trying to contact our parents and friends, and I couldn't connect with the effin' phonecard. HAHA. Oh well.
I got a bit scared, though, and the presence of a fire truck (I know, what the hell?) nearby didn't help settle my nerves. Then I decided to sleep because I was really tired anyway. I told Jenny to wake me up when we're dying. Haha.
I am still alive today, so Turner Hall, even without it's tornado safe zones, actually kept us safe. (Okay, I am exaggerating, it wasn't that harsh)
:)
Monday, October 15, 2007
Crap
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!
By the way, we lost to Louisville (of all effin' schools!).
6-1, because we didn't make a 2 yard touchdown. With 2 tries. Goddamn.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
By the way, we lost to Louisville (of all effin' schools!).
6-1, because we didn't make a 2 yard touchdown. With 2 tries. Goddamn.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Encounters
I have told people about this, but anyway, now I'm telling everyone who would click my stat for this link. Haha. These are just funny and CREEPY encounters that I have had for the past month that I've resided in the University of Cincinnati.
You judge. I swear, I get freaked out after every single one.
My Placement Test Proctor
So, I went to the University Pavilion with Mike Davis (aww, I miss him) to take my placement tests for Math and English. So, he introduced me to a good number of people who passed me around to other people and so I ended up with this guy who seems fairly young (probably around 20 or something) and he proctored my tests. So I took the one on the computer (which was Math, OOOOH SOOO FRUSTRATING) and then for English on paper. So, while I was doing the English part, he was right beside me, watching me, being an actual proctor.
Then I handed him my paper. And he goes...
Guy: Hey. There's something I really have to tell you.
Me: *gulps nervously* Whaat?
Guy: You are one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. I wouldn't want to lose track of you.
Me : *so disgusted but inwardly so*
Guy: *gives me his calling card* I would really like to take you out sometime.
Me: *smiles then shakes my head*
So...I walk back to my dorm. And I see him again, riding a bike right where I was walking.
Guy: Ooh, so you're following me now?
Uuuuhhhh...
I've had a lot of them actually. But I will tell you only the ones that I remember, and then when I get the urge to I'll blog the rest. Haha. :)
Elevator Guy
I was on my way to class or lunch (I forgot) from study tables so I got into the elevator. This guy comes in on the 4th floor, and he asks...
Guy: Do you work here?
Me: Uhhh...no.
Guy: Are you a student?
Me: Yeahhh...
Guy: What's your name?
Me: *awkwardly* It's Bambee.
Guy: Bambee...hmmm.. do you have a boyfriend?
Me: (stupidly) No. (and I so regretted saying that)
Guy: Can I take you out some time?
*elevator door opens THANKFULLY*
Me: *smiles and shakes my head, then goes out*
I am SO stupid. =))
Stairs Guy
I was sitting by the window waiting for our elevator in the lobby of Turner Hall when this guy suddenly comes out of the stairwell followed by this other guy. And so they walked passed me, not minding me, when the second guy comes back from being like 10 yards away. He approaches me and then asks my name and talks to me. OK. I guess I'm worth a double take then. :))
Courtney (Corny) Guy
Well, I was walking back to study tables from my meeting with my college advisor in the College of Business, and well, I walk past this guy and he stops and walks with me with the corniest pick up lines. HAHA.
Guy: Hey. You're too sexy to be walking alone...What's your name?
Me: Bambee. *we shake hands*
Guy: Bambee...? Hmm. What does that mean?
Me: Nothing...
Guy: The cutest girl in the world?
Me: *I had to do everything to keep from rolling my eyes, so I managed a smile*
Guy: I'm Courtney. What's your major?
Me: Undecided in Business.
Guy: I'm in Real Estate. *then he shakes my hand again* I hope I see you around.
Uuuuhhhh...That kind of reminded me of Gene. :))
Well, this is it. I'm too tired and too sleepy to go on. :D
You judge. I swear, I get freaked out after every single one.
My Placement Test Proctor
So, I went to the University Pavilion with Mike Davis (aww, I miss him) to take my placement tests for Math and English. So, he introduced me to a good number of people who passed me around to other people and so I ended up with this guy who seems fairly young (probably around 20 or something) and he proctored my tests. So I took the one on the computer (which was Math, OOOOH SOOO FRUSTRATING) and then for English on paper. So, while I was doing the English part, he was right beside me, watching me, being an actual proctor.
Then I handed him my paper. And he goes...
Guy: Hey. There's something I really have to tell you.
Me: *gulps nervously* Whaat?
Guy: You are one of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. I wouldn't want to lose track of you.
Me : *so disgusted but inwardly so*
Guy: *gives me his calling card* I would really like to take you out sometime.
Me: *smiles then shakes my head*
So...I walk back to my dorm. And I see him again, riding a bike right where I was walking.
Guy: Ooh, so you're following me now?
Uuuuhhhh...
I've had a lot of them actually. But I will tell you only the ones that I remember, and then when I get the urge to I'll blog the rest. Haha. :)
Elevator Guy
I was on my way to class or lunch (I forgot) from study tables so I got into the elevator. This guy comes in on the 4th floor, and he asks...
Guy: Do you work here?
Me: Uhhh...no.
Guy: Are you a student?
Me: Yeahhh...
Guy: What's your name?
Me: *awkwardly* It's Bambee.
Guy: Bambee...hmmm.. do you have a boyfriend?
Me: (stupidly) No. (and I so regretted saying that)
Guy: Can I take you out some time?
*elevator door opens THANKFULLY*
Me: *smiles and shakes my head, then goes out*
I am SO stupid. =))
Stairs Guy
I was sitting by the window waiting for our elevator in the lobby of Turner Hall when this guy suddenly comes out of the stairwell followed by this other guy. And so they walked passed me, not minding me, when the second guy comes back from being like 10 yards away. He approaches me and then asks my name and talks to me. OK. I guess I'm worth a double take then. :))
Courtney (Corny) Guy
Well, I was walking back to study tables from my meeting with my college advisor in the College of Business, and well, I walk past this guy and he stops and walks with me with the corniest pick up lines. HAHA.
Guy: Hey. You're too sexy to be walking alone...What's your name?
Me: Bambee. *we shake hands*
Guy: Bambee...? Hmm. What does that mean?
Me: Nothing...
Guy: The cutest girl in the world?
Me: *I had to do everything to keep from rolling my eyes, so I managed a smile*
Guy: I'm Courtney. What's your major?
Me: Undecided in Business.
Guy: I'm in Real Estate. *then he shakes my hand again* I hope I see you around.
Uuuuhhhh...That kind of reminded me of Gene. :))
Well, this is it. I'm too tired and too sleepy to go on. :D
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