So long, farewell!

HELLO EVERYBODY!!

So Carissa and I are leaving campus tomorrow and thus ending our first year at college. Sorry this semester has been rather slow on the updates on here (it’s been a bit busy). But have no fear, we will be back next academic year! We may or may not update over the summer, depending on if anything super interesting happens with us.

We did actually survive finals week (it was touch and go there for awhile), although we are now nocturnal and Carissa now wishes to be referred to as a potato.

We hope that everyone has had a great year (whether it be in college, high school, or n/a) and thank you for following us on our journey through freshmen year. If anyone is an incoming freshmen and needs any advice, has questions, or just wants to talk feel free to email Carissa or me (our emails should be in our ‘about’ pages).

Again, thanks for sticking with us!!!

xox,

M

You can’t make baby Maria jokes anymore!

Hi friends!!! Sorry that it has been over a month, but we are just now settling into this new semester at college and both Carissa and I have been super busy. Today is/was my birthday!! I’m officially an adult so no more jokes about how I should still be in pre-school. Ha. Quick update: I have pink hair, I chopped 11.5 inches of hair off Carissa, we went to the ER (again), Chelsea and Carissa are coming to TN with me over spring break, Carissa got this huge internship with this cool website called Wattpad, and Chelsea has me addicted to Game of Thrones.

~This post is going to be two-fold, with the first part about dealing with getting older and the second part about being the better person~

So, it’s a well known fact that when we are young all we want to do is grow up. Everyone tries to warn you, telling you to enjoy your childhood while you still have it, but why should we listen to reasonable adults who have already gone through this exact thing? Honestly, I think it stems from children doubting adults once being young. I’ll be honest, it’s hard for me to imagine my dad as a kid. Okay, now i’m giggling while thinking about baby Martin- teehee. ANYWAY!! As you grow older, you start to wish you had heeded that advice. It’s hard to grapple with the fact that you can’t go back, there is no rewind, no re-do, nothing. Depending on your religious beliefs, maybe you are okay with that. And good for you. I’m also aware that even if you don’t fear death or aging, it’s hard to get older.

I am now a legal adult. I’m not under the protection of my parents. I have taxes to do, and bills to pay, and consequences to keep in mind, and new freedoms to handle. It kinda sticks a lot. Here’s the thing though- everyone is going through the exact same thing. Whether that comforts you or not, it’s the truth. So you’re roommate who is a year and a half older than you understands what you’re dealing with. So does your almost 30 year-old sister. The song “Never Grow Up” by Taylor Swift describes my feelings on the subject. Stop groaning, it’s actually scary accurate and brings me to tears every time.

Your little hand’s wrapped around my finger
And it’s so quiet in the world tonight
Your little eyelids flutter cause you’re dreaming
So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light
To you everything’s funny, you got nothing to regret
I’d give all I have, honey
If you could stay like that

Oh darling, don’t you ever grow up
Don’t you ever grow up, just stay this little
Oh darling, don’t you ever grow up
Don’t you ever grow up, it could stay this simple
I won’t let nobody hurt you, won’t let no one break your heart
And no one will desert you
Just try to never grow up, never grow up

You’re in the car on the way to the movies
And you’re mortified your mom’s dropping you off
At 14 there’s just so much you can’t do
And you can’t wait to move out someday and call your own shots
But don’t make her drop you off around the block
Remember that she’s getting older too
And don’t lose the way that you dance around in your pj’s getting ready for school

Oh darling, don’t you ever grow up
Don’t you ever grow up, just stay this little
Oh darling, don’t you ever grow up
Don’t you ever grow up, it could stay this simple
No one’s ever burned you, nothing’s ever left you scarred
And even though you want to, just try to never grow up

Take pictures in your mind of your childhood room
Memorize what it sounded like when your dad gets home
Remember the footsteps, remember the words said
And all your little brother’s favorite songs
I just realized everything I have is someday gonna be gone

So here I am in my new apartment
In a big city, they just dropped me off
It’s so much colder that I thought it would be
So I tuck myself in and turn my night light on

Wish I’d never grown up
I wish I’d never grown up

Oh I don’t wanna grow up, wish I’d never grown up
I could still be little
Oh I don’t wanna grow up, wish I’d never grown up
It could still be simple
Oh darling, don’t you ever grow up
Don’t you ever grow up, just stay this little
Oh darling, don’t you ever grow up
Don’t you ever grow up, it could stay this simple
Won’t let nobody hurt you
Won’t let no one break your heart
And even though you want to, please try to never grow up
Oh, don’t you ever grow up
Oh, never grow up, just never grow up


Okay, enough with the sap and what not, i’m moving on to the “being the better person” topic because Carissa’s little (17) sister has been going through situations that warrant addressing. We’ve all had the experience of someone being rude to us or disrespecting us in a major way and all you really want to do is yell at them and belittle them. DO NOT, WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT DO THIS. It’s taken me a heck of a long time to understand this, but it’s an extremely important life lesson. Be the bigger person. That is so cliche and overused but really, be the bigger person. They aren’t worth your time, and honestly if you stoop to their level how does that make you any different from them? Aren’t you becoming the person you’re against? It’s very easy to make a comment on social media or even to classmates about this person, DON’T DO IT. Take the high road. The probability of this person taking their insecurities out on you is high, and that’s no fault of your. I’m not saying I am great at this- trust me. There have been many times I have wanted to lash out at people for things (ask Carissa lol).

In seventh grade I read this book about the Little Rock Nine. One part of the book that really sticks with me (the whole book has, really) is when the narrator’s body guard gives advice about dealing with bullies. He says something to the effect of “Don’t react. That’s what they are expecting, and it gives them a justification for what they’re doing. Don’t let them have a justification. Make them look unreasonable and horrible. Say things in response they won’t expect.” So basically these people are throwing racial slurs at this poor girl and her response is “thank you.” That is so big to me. People are attacking her. Violating her basic human rights, and her response is thank you??? Bow down. That’s what made MLK Jr. and Gandhi’s movements so big. Nonviolent action. Civil disobedience.

It’s getting a little preachy and I apologize, so i’ll tone it down. As my mama says (the great Queen Elizabeth), there will always be people you don’t like. Even if you’re in the great place ever, there will be at least one person who rubs you the wrong way. You can either dwell on it or realize you’re better than that and move forward.

Much love for everybody! Comment, ask questions, like, etc.

xox,

M

The 2nd time Maria went to Wisconsin

Hello everybody! Hope y’all are enjoying your break / hope you enjoyed your breaks (if you got one). Last time you heard from us, we were preparing for exam week *cue dramatic fake death*. Carissa and I survived exams (kind of), and she left earlier than I did to go back to Wisconsin (in a semi-truck, lol) which left me all alone in a dark (I forgot lights existed), cold room. I eventually got released from school and was able to come home – wooo!

On New Year’s Day I flew up to Wisconsin to visit Carissa and her family (also learned Carissa can’t count nor can she read things very well and didn’t know what day I was flying up)! Wisconsin is still weird, in case you were wondering. Got to finally meet Grandma June (the one who wanted to talk to me and not Carissa on move-in day), saw Aunt Brenda and Aunt Robin again, and I found out Carissa calls Shirley Temples “kitty cocktails” (she had no idea they were the same thing). The cats were still adorable even though Runty is still M.I.A.

Carissa and I went grocery shopping together at the Dollar General (everything is so cheap and I love it?!). I didn’t get to go ice fishing since there was supposed to be a big ice storm headed to Coleman so my parents got me home early. Which turned out to be the right thing considering I now have the flu (yuck). ON A MORE IMPORTANT NOTE I DISCOVERED CHEESE CURDS!! They are so amazing and I love them warmed up. Wow. Yum.

Anyway, this wasn’t supposed to be very riveting, but just figured an update would be appreciated. I’m headed up to Indiana tomorrow with my mum but won’t be back in the dorm until Sunday. I’m very ready to be back to college (pretty sure Carissa is too).

Much love and a happy HanuKwanzaMasNewYear!!

xox,

M

EXAM PREP: That time Carissa learned Maria could write…

Hey guys:) It’s Maria! I know Carissa gave you all an update not too long ago but I figured I should give you guys some tips since our exam week starts on Monday *cue sobs*. I have always had testing anxiety so this time of year is one of my least favorites (the other one is final exams in the spring).

So the first thing I always have to do is attempt calmness; yes, it does sound difficult but you just have to go to your happy place. My happy place is imagining myself with my pup curled up next to me with her head in my lap. I know for Carissa it would probably be eating deer jerky at deer camp listening to her One Direction/Taylor Swift playlist (it’s called TayTayOne SwiftDirection). It could be descriptive or simple, all depends on what you want to imagine.

Here are the tips i’ve put together for you guys:)

  1. Exam Information– know where it will be held, at what time, who will be your proctor, and most importantly what time your exam is over. Do not be afraid to talk to your professors; most of them really don’t want you to fail (I said most).

  2. Plan It Out– most professors give study guides or review sheets. LOOK AT THEM. If you need to write down what you should study, then do it.

  3. Schedule– schedule out your time to study. Don’t just start studying the day of the exam. It’s scientifically proven that cramming before an exam does not help you on said exam. Taking a half hour out of your day to just review things can help you (even if it’s two weeks before your exam).

  4. Follow Through– follow through with your plans. Making a list and schedule is all well and good, but you need to make sure you actually complete the goals you have set for yourself.

  5. Study Correctly– don’t just skim the book, take the time to read it and repeat it. Flash cards are a favorite of mine as is teaching the material to a willing friend or relative (aka don’t use Carissa as your student). It’s proven that the best thing to listen to while studying is instrumental music, it can be pop, rock, jazz, classical, hip-hop, R&B, etc etc. My personal favorite is a compilation of Beethoven (love me some Fur Elise) and/or the Nutcracker.

  6. Study Breaks– give yourself permission to take study breaks — actually make sure you take study breaks. Study breaks allow for maximum concentration while also rewarding you for your hard work. Most colleges have “Stress Less” activities to do like making gingerbread houses, snowflake making, doodling, movie night, secret santa, puppy breaks, etc. Do not skip out on these no matter how overwhelmed you are. It is extremely important that you give yourself a break.

  7. Take Care of Yourself– yes, studying and completing assignments are very important, but don’t forget that you still need to sleep (most people who sleep between 6-8 hours a day live longer than people that sleep longer or shorter amounts of times) and to eat healthy food (not just burgers and fries, Carissa).

  8. Exams DO NOT Define You– remember that exams are very important, but they do not define you nor do they necessarily reflect your learning ability.

Okay those are my study/exam tips! If you have any questions or comments feel free to email us:) Both Carissa and I are wishing you all the best of luck on exams, final projects, research papers, and anything else that could be stressing you out. You aren’t alone, and friends, family, professors, and more are great to rant to. Much love :*

xox,

M

p.s- I made Carissa read my research paper for International Studies and she learned that I am capable of writing essays and sounding intelligent (apparently I sound immature on here :p)

Mass Update

What’s up guys, how are you doing?

If anyone was wondering, Maria did not end up dying from Ebola (because she didn’t have Ebola), and I am still procrastinating.  Considering that’s the last you heard of either of us, I figured I’d clear that up.

And because it’s been centuries since our last post, we’re going to let you know what we’ve been up to since the end of October.  A nice bullet-point list seems like an effective way to get you all back up to speed.  Here we go.

Since you heard of us last:

  • We didn’t really do anything for Halloween outside of dressing up like Pink Ladies for a few classes.
  • That was also family weekend here, and because my family was unable to make it, I became an unofficial sixth member of Maria’s family.  We all ate a lot of food and had a lot of fun.
  • November brought with it colder weather, and my parents were kind enough to ship me my Castle jacket (for those of you who don’t know what that is, please Google it; they are not a type of wasp) and some more sweatshirts.  Also, my grandma sent Halloween candy for both Maria and I (the Grandma who wanted to speak to Maria on the phone when I first got to Butler and not me).
  • We took a trip to the ER at 11pm on a Monday night with our lovely RA because I had an infection where I was previously operated on a few years back.  Strictly precaution.  All is swell.
  • Taylor Swift released her new album 1989, and because I am an avid T-Swizzle fan, I refused to listen to anything else in our dorm room, and by the end of the first week Maria was undoubtedly hooked.
  • To add to that, on November 17th One Direction also released an album (FOUR), and guess what that meant for poor Maria?  The only thing we were allowed to listen to from that point on was a playlist made up of 1989 and FOUR, and if you were wondering, it is now December 8th and that’s still all we’re listening to.
  • Basically Maria has gone full-on Directioner, because she also willingly — WILLINGLY — watched the One Direction movie, This Is Us, and is now very much in love with them.  We’ve even planned our double wedding — she will become Mrs. Liam Payne and I will become Mrs. Harry Styles.  It’s inevitable.
  • November 17th was also our friend Chelsea’s birthday.
  • We registered for our classes for next semester, as well.  As freshmen, we were last to able to do that, and that meant we basically got leftovers.  It was a little difficult to get every class we wanted at all the right times, but in the end I think we both came out with a schedule we’re excited about.
  • We had a bit of a dispute, as well.  And by dispute I mean an argument that nearly drove Maria to spend the night in a different room (woah, right?).  It ended up being a large misunderstanding, and despite two days spent ignoring/avoiding each other, we ended up fine.
  • Thanksgiving break finally arrived, and I found that we’re lucky to have the entire week off while other colleges had classes on Monday and Tuesday (sometimes even Wednesday).  I went back to Wisconsin for the week with my cousin and her boyfriend who were driving home from North Carolina and swung by to pick me up at 3am, and Maria’s parents picked her up and brought her back to Tennessee.  I think it was a much needed break for both of us, not from each other but from college in general.  We’ll probably make a post going into detail about each of our breaks.
  • When we got back to campus, I brought Christmas decorations with me.  We spent that night hanging garland on our walls and snowflakes from our curtain rod, and we attempted to personalize our own stockings but glitter glue was brought into the world by Satan I swear and that didn’t work out very well.  Our wall clings didn’t cling, and our window clings didn’t work out because we forgot that we had screens, but we made what we had work.  The window clings went on our body-length mirror, and where the wall clings were, we created a Christmas tree of sorts with green twine and used our Taylor Swift 1989 polaroids as the “ornaments.”  Easily the coolest thing we did with our room.
  • Maria’s mother sent her back with Death by Chocolate, and I can’t properly explain what exactly they are, but basically they are delicious and will probably end up killing me, so thanks a lot Queen Elizabeth.
  • Maria isn’t one for Christmas festivities usually, so it sort of surprised me that we got to decorate the room.  However, that’s about where she draws the line.  While I love Tay Tay and 1D, I have to admit that now that it’s December I am craving my Christmas music.  I’ve got a nice long playlist on iTunes that she refuses to let me listen to, but I do fully intend to have her just as hooked on that as she is on Taylor Swift and One Direction (she doesn’t think it’ll happen) (she’s so wrong).
  • This past weekend Maria went to her sister’s house for a couple nights, and I didn’t exactly leave my room because I needed to catch up on Supernatural.  I did, though, accompany Chelsea yesterday to her old high school’s Holiday Spectacular, and it was absolutely fabulous.  I had the best time.  Chelsea and her parents were a little dismayed that it wasn’t up to par with previous years, but I was fascinated by the entire thing and can’t wait to go next year.  My current Christmas jam, “Underneath the Tree” by Kelly Clarkson, was even performed.

And now that you’re all caught up, we’d like to apologize.  Things got a little hectic for a while, but hopefully we’ll be keeping you updated on our journey more frequently again.  Finals are quickly approaching, and we’ll be letting you know how that works.  I hear that there are going to puppies on campus as a de-stress mechanism, and I know Maria is really looking forward to that.

Until then, take care.

Carissa (and Maria, who has been watching me type this entire post)

Maria has Ebola

Okay so I don’t have Ebola, but my symptoms are scary similar to that of Ebola! Except for the unexplained hemorrhaging and I haven’t been in contact with anyone’s bodily fluids let along the bodily fluid’s of an Ebola patient. And I have a nasty cough which is not consistent with Ebola. So again, I do not have Ebola. I do, however, have something. And it stinks. A ton.

This is more of a post to just let you know that when you are sick and away from your parental units, you still need to take care of yourself. Most of the time, colleges will offer students a free flu shot- TAKE IT. At Butler, we also have doctors and nurses that will check your symptoms and diagnose the problem for as long as you have insurance. It’s important to know these types of things about your college so you don’t let your symptoms go as far as hacking up a lung while simultaneously looking like death (we can’t all be Heidi Klum, Chelsea). My apologies for the mental image.

On another note, we are registering for classes for Spring of 2015 soon and have advising appointments. Here are some quick tips to think about as you may be preparing for registration as well:

What to Expect from Academic Advisor-

  • they should know curriculum, graduation requirements, school policies and procedures
  • they should help you clarify your academic interests and values
  • help with goals
  • help with planning
  • help with decision making
  • they monitor your academic progress
  • offer guidance
  • help connect you to other resources

What your Academic Advisor Expects from you

  • be organized (make an advising folder)
  • take responsibility of your academic career
  • you need a basic understanding of the core curriculum at your school
  • you need a basic knowledge of your major requirements and how to access this information
  • you need a basic understanding of registration process
  • bring a list of courses to discuss and a list of questions you have
  • be flexible in case something doesn’t go your way

Advising appointment

  • be on time
  • be prepared
  • have a mix of classes (major, minor, core, explore, etc)
  • have backup options
  • draft your ideal schedule
  • discuss permission numbers you may need for higher level classes

If you have a year long course that is not satisfying your academic needs or you and your professor don’t vibe well- don’t hesitate to look into alternative courses that can replace or substitute the problem class. And above all, invest in the process, talk to your professors, have a folder ready with information, enroll asap, and don’t be afraid to ask questions (hello, this is your future we are talking about)!!!

Anyway, Carissa and I cannot wait for this week to be over!!! Sorry for the short post. Any suggestions? Questions? Concerns? Feel free to comment!

xox,

M

(I totally have Ebola)

Homecoming, Halloween, and Baby Pumpkins

Hello, hello, hello!! So yesterday was super long and tiring, hence the late-ish update.

Saturday was homecoming at Butler!! We had been doing homecoming activities all week, and this was the big hurray for it all. Carissa and I had to go to marching band practice at 7:40am, meaning Carissa woke up at 5:45 and Maria woke up at 7:20. After practicing with Muck (the outrageously inappropriate marching band director, “If you don’t know how to dance, ask the black kids!” no Muck, no.) for hours, Carissa went and lined up for the homecoming parade while I went ahead to the press box to do sound checks. We lost the game horribly, but Carissa and the rest of the band did an amazing halftime show.  If you want to see it I am sure it’s on youtube somewhere under Butler Marching Band 2014. I did manage to get a tan that eluded me all summer (yes it was a billion degrees out with direct sunlight) because of the school work I had to finish to officially complete high school.

My sister picked us up and we went HALLOWEEN COSTUME SHOPPING!!! Carissa found “Pink Lady” outfits (Grease 1 and 2) for us, so she’s Stephanie (Michelle Pfeiffer) Zinone from Grease 2 and I am Frenchy (Didi Conn) with the pink wig and everything. Next stop was the grocery store because my sister was making Alfredo for us *yumm* and garlic bread. I picked out a cute baby pumpkin for our dorm room that we named Jo Ann after Carissa’s older sister, but I kept calling her Joanna and my sister kept calling her Janice (gosh darn it Janice- Chelsea that’s for you) so she’s kind of Jo Ann Janice Joanna now? We then ate dinner with my sis and her boyfriend of forever and watched Anastasia! Then Pitch Perfect, then the first twenty minutes of Les Mis, but by this point Carissa and I were about ready to pass out (long day) so we went to bed earlier than we usually do. I was awake by 7 and managed to get some more homework done, while Carissa slept until 12:00 (biotch) and we watched ten more minutes of Les Mis and then they overruled me and put on Divergent, which we didn’t actually finish. Quick stop at Target for birthday cards, ice cream, and then back to the dorm we went! Both Carissa and I were surprised at how much we missed our dorm.

Don’t really know what the lesson to be had here is, but make sure you enjoy your school’s activities. We didn’t really go to many events and I wish we had, but we still had fun! Always do your laundry, make good choices, hugs not drugs, remember who you are, where you come from, and what you represent. Much love.

xox,

M

What’s up guys, how are you doing?

All right, so Maria basically covered it all, but she’s forcing me to add my own comments in here so here I am.  I would just like to shed some light on the torture that was Homecoming morning for me, because that is something Maria could not have known.

Yes, I had to wake up at 5:45 to be on the field by the same time Maria had to be.  Yes, it takes me over an hour and a half to get ready.  And after about the same amount of time spent rehearsing for the game’s performances under 55 degree weather (which disabled my clarinet from even playing and essentially numbed my fingers), we were only given a little over an hour to eat and change before lining up for the parade.  Keep in mind that it’s no longer 55 degrees — more like 80 — or cloudy, and the sun is beating on our backs and all of us poor band students are cloaked in thick band uniforms and giant ugly hats with plumes and believe me, I was dying by the time we finished marching around campus.  Then we got to sit and wait outside of the fieldhouse, in the sun, for about twenty minutes before we were to line up for the pregame show.  AND THEN WE DID THE PREGAME SHOW IN THE HEAT AND I WAS SWEATING SO BAD AND I PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE THROWN UP BUT YOU KNOW THANKFULLY I DIDN’T.

After the pregame show, the horror didn’t end.  We got to sit in the stands and continue to play (but at least we could strip the top part of our uniform off), and then we got to die during the halfgame show again, and even though we got the third quarter of the game off, we had to be back to play for the fourth quarter aND IT WAS POINTLESS BECAUSE WE LOST THE GAME SO BADLY ANYWAY.  Like, I can’t even explain my frustration.  There are no words.  By the time we were finally able to leave that bloody arena, I could smell myself every time I so much as turned my head.  It was awful.

The rest of my Saturday: fabulous.  I adore Anastasia, so it literally made my entire week to be able to watch it again, and the Pink Ladies costumes are fantastic, and Coldstone was fantastic, and Maria’s sister’s cooking was fantastic, and yeah, everything was fantastic.  Now we’re watching Bones, and it’s also fantastic.

So the lesson to be had here is obviously this: Indiana weather sucks.

Have a great day.

Carissa