I'm a recent graduate from VCU and am waiting patiently to begin working at Clifton Gunderson. I love shopping, cooking, and above all the food network. I dream of the old days of athleticism and at times fool myself into thinking I can still run 4 miles without passing out. I'm a hard core animal lover and own a cat the could be characterized as morbidly obese. Favorite Drink of the week - Water, thats right... good old H2O
Claires - my go to place for lip gloss and jewelry
Burger King’s egg and cheese croissant breakfast sandwich - +tomatoes and mayo please.
Every Eminem CD that came out - a source of embarrassment now yes
“Town” days - when freedom was just in arms reach
Friday night vespers “after vespers singing session”- the opportune time to sneak out with current squeeze
JMU basketball games - this was my one chance to see “real” men
7/11 runs - I can thank Ben&Jerry’s Peanut Butter Cup for my excessive weight gain
Korean Ramon Noodles - reason #2 of weight gain
“Dance” nights - I was reminded how truly white I am
Alumni weekend - Watching disgruntled “I wish I was still in high school” alumnists get drunk an covered the campus with beer bottles
Things I hated
Haystacks - made every Friday that much more miserable
Week of prayer alter calls - where every “lost and confused” student decided to commit to Christ and proceeded to do so every year
Religion class - becuase it was essential to my education that I learn how the catholics are heathens in every sense of the word
Room check - who really cares if I have sheets on my bed at all times
Sports try outs - was reminded on a yearly basis how nonathletic 90% of females are
Class picnics - I still shrink in terror at the thought of doing another bike ride
Vespers - Listening to people that can sing and can’t preach can be a toll on one’s mental faculties
Mandatory concerts - because it was essential that I listen to how Mr. Miller was incapable of making new music selections for the candle light “extravaganza”
11 p.m. - why the faculty actually thought cutting of the phone lines at 11 pm would somehow prohibit my obsession with the opposite sex is beyond me
Praise Music - I still find myself humming “Come to Worship” when I’m spacing out
