Scoops can't be trusted, Our-Kansas, and finally finals

As of lately, consistency has been LACKING on Leah’s lounge. What a problematic trait of mine. This winter break I am going to be posting pretty frequently because I am taking a JOURNEY. TO THE LAND OF THE MIDWEST. TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD. FORT SMITH, ARKANSAS.


I’ve been consistently asking Matthew since we started dating why it isn’t called “Our Kansas” and he explains it to me but I literally never listen. So I’ve heard the explanation a few times now but now elevator music plays in my head whenever he repeats it for the 66th time this year. 

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Thanksgiving break was great! Had an a amazing time seeing family but unfortunately I ruined thanksgiving ten minutes in for myself. If you see me in person I’ve definitely told you this story several times.

I’ve been dieting for over six months and I am very strict with myself. So I decided for Thanksgiving that I was going to let loose. My mom makes a phenomenal buffalo chicken dip in her crock-pot, and I was so excited to eat it.

So, I’m eating it, and I am very enthusiastic while doing so. The Tortilla Scoop TM goes down the wrong pipe, and I see the reaper. It was incredibly painful, as it went down my throat. So it’s scraping the side of my throat, and my family thought I was being dramatic, so I went into another room to google how to do the self-Heimlich to save myself from what would probably be the dumbest death in history.

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Then, disaster strikes, as I run out to the living room, fall on the ground, and vomit on myself. I’m ashamed. But THEN, my family called me dramatic for falling as I threw up. The moral is I can’t win, and I am dramatic.

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It’s snowing in Tuscaloosa. I am frigid. It’s the time of year where out-of-state students that come down to Alabama start complaining that us SOUTHERNERS will NEVER understand what REAL snow IS. They were born in a bassinet of ice, Jack Frost personally performed their baptism, blessing their heart with the frosty ice that they evolved in. I’m kidding for the most part but seriously, when people say, “YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT SNOW IS” it annoys me because I own a dictionary, and can google what snow is.

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The college football coaching disaster of 2017 is about to be released, as a special presentation. It will be my final farewell to what is the spiciest season of CFB in a long time. The normal updates here will continue but I will post my presentation on YouTube to best describe my feelings. It’s going to be violent and scrambled but will showcase on my feelings in the mot concise way I can provide.

I’m starting to reflect on 2017, and honestly, the year had the most vibrant and wild turnaround. The first week of the year, where I broke my nose, was an omen for tough times to come. And the tough times did come. But eventually, the year seriously started going in my favor and I’m very happy. Honestly, I’m just content. I hope I can share the same good vibes with all of you, and I hope that y’all’s human experience is on the rise, or at least going steady.


Also I meant to post this Friday, December 8th but I’m problematic so now I have more things to say. It is finals week in T-Town. I wish I could say I was struggling more but honestly it isn’t that bad. This semester I tried something new where I “learn the topics during the semester” as opposed to “cramming” all the “information” 15 minutes before the “final”. I guess that’s the point.  Learn things as they come. I’m five semesters deep into college. And here I am. Finally figuring it out. 

Love y'all as always, good luck studying! Here's a playlist to help people focus

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