Stick 'em up!

Well, unfortunately, I think Totally Awkward Tuesdays are done forever. They just weren't the same without Tova, so unless she comes back, I don't think I'll be posting anymore. Unless it's just a story that's so incredibly awkward that I must blog about it.

Thankfully, I have

to keep me busy! Here goes...

Okay, that's about all! If you want to Stick 'em up too, head over to Supah-Mommy's blog! (She also has some really good post-its, so you should check them out!)

Busy, Busy Tuesdays!

Well, it's beginning to look like Tuesdays are going to be the busiest day of the week for my blog! Not only is it totally awkward (originally hosted by Tova, check out Nina's blog for the current headquarters. Oh yeah, and my accidentally-early post is here!

And there's a new, fun Tuesday happening! Post-it Note Tuesdays!!

Here are mine:

Now, I should probably go be productive and finish some homework! Happy Tuesday :)

Whoops!

It's a good sign when, as a college student who is supposed to be at the peak of my ability to process and learn new information, I do not even remember what day it is. Which is pretty bad, considering I went to all of my Monday classes today, and somehow still thought that it was Tuesday, when I wrote my Totally Awkward Tuesday post for the week. Good one.

Anyway, hope all of your Mondays started off well. :)

Totally Awkward Tuesday

Well, amidst all of my studies, I somehow found the time to continue to share an awkward story with you all. Although Tova Darling, the founder of Totally Awkward Tuesday, seems to be down for the TAT count, awkward things keep happening to me (seriously Tova, we miss you! Come back!). Go figure, huh? These days, NINA over at Nina's Theories has been posting the McLinky with all of your awkward stories on her blog, so go check her out :).

Now, as you can imagine, starting school at a university with 15,000 other undergrads has plenty of potential for awkward situations. Especially when you consider all of the young men and women looking for "that special someone" to start the semester off right with (at least that's what the girls are generally looking for--I have a feeling the guys are looking for something a littler less serious). Some of you may remember that I already have a special someone, the boyfriend, who has been for a while now. I'm sure to some girls, this would be no hindrance to finding someone else to pal around with for a while, but I'm a pretty faithful woman, and I'm perfectly satisfied with my man now. In other words, I'm not looking.

In light of that, I don't want to give anyone the wrong impression, however I'm not against making some new friends either, whether male or female. So, when one of my professors suggested that we all get in groups to complete an assignment, and the only person around me who remained group-less like myself, was the guy a few seats over, who I'd never spoken to in my life. So we did that awkward introduction, we have to do this group, thing and made small talk for a few minutes until the whole class reconvened.

As class ended, said guy got up, asking me if this was my last class for the day (it was a Friday) and what I was up to afterward.

Talk about red flags! He may have just been being friendly, but I wasn't about to take my chances. So I said, "yep it's my last class, have a great weekend!" and hustled as quickly as I could in the opposite direction, despite his shocked, "why is this girl running away from me?" look. Ooops, sorry pal. I hope we can be friends?

So yeah, in hindsight, that may not have been the best way to handle that situation...

Totally Awkward Tuesday!

Even though Tova Darling, the creator of Totally Awkward Tuesday, seems to be out of commission on the awkward front until further notice, I suppose I'll keep on Tat-ing it up. Why not? Laughter is the best medicine, and that's about all that these previously awkward situations are good for now!

For this week, mine actually happened like 10 minutes ago. I have a long break between my last class and my next one, but not quite long enough for me to go home and take a nap (so unfortunate). I usually come to the computer lab, or the c-lab, as it is lovingly called around campus to work on homework (blog).

I was sitting over in the corner on a couch, with two chairs directly across from it and a mini coffee table in the middle of it. I understand that usually, a group of people studying together would occupy a space like that, but there were plenty of other open areas to sit, so I figured I'd take a comfy seat on the couch. Before long, a girl comes up and sits in the chair directly across from me. I don't know her at all, but I smile to be polite, despite the fact that I find it odd for someone I don't know to sit so close to me when there are plenty of other comparable seats available. Before long, her friend joins her. So now there are two girls who I have never seen before in my life, sitting so close to me that other onlookers would think we were all good pals. Then, even though I'm visibly studying, with multiple books open and taking notes, they begin to chatter incessantly about some girl in someone's dorm and blah blah blah.

I know that I said that there are very few things that bother me, but a complete disrespect of personal space and noise level does not fall into that category. I was so annoyed/weirded out, that I just got up and moved over to the next seat, so that at least their conversation wasn't right in front of my face. And what did they do? Immediately, they got up and left. What in the world?! After all of that, they leave the very second that I decide I can't handle the distraction anymore. People!

So I don't know if that actually counts as awkward, but at the very least, we can chalk it up on the list (seems to be getting longer and longer) of things that really bug me.

Otherwise, everything here is going well. I'm settling into classes, getting all my assignments completed, even if it means staying up till terrible hours of the night (I'm a true college student now, let me tell you!), and I went to Liberty football's first home game of the season. They won by a ridiculous amount! :)

Totally Awkward Tuesday!

Although TAT's founder, Tova Darling may have written her last awkward story, I still have at least one good one left in the awkward arsenal.

And actually, I have to give credit to Valorie over at her blog, On the Pursuit of Life, Liberty, and Happiness, for her awkward story, because it reminded me of mine.

I know I've blogged about my middle and high school youth group adventures a little bit, and this is no exception. It was the summer after Hurricane Katrina wreaked havoc on the gulf coast of the United States, and my youth group planned a mission trip to Mississippi to help out with people who were still recovering from the damage. We went for a week, and did any kind of construction work to repair some of the wreckage for people who could not afford to completely fix their homes.

We stayed on air mattresses in this random church that had opened their doors for multiple groups like us to stay during such trips. There were probably five other youth groups staying at the church at the same time as we were, which meant that showers were a problem. These temporary shelters with shower stalls were set up, with separate sections for men and women. We had to wait in line every day after we got back from working in order to get a shower, but it was well worth it.

One day, my friend and I happened to get to the showers when there was no line. It was awesome! The way it was set up was similar to dormitory-style shower stalls, where there is a main walkway with a few stalls to choose from. I showered first, and in an effort to let my friend get in the shower quickly, I covered myself in a towel and stepped into the main walkway. There was no door from the main hallway, blocking sight from the outside, but I figured that it was girls only, and I didn't care if any of them saw me in my undies. I commenced changing, and once I had gotten myself to at least bikini-level coverage, I saw a very male face peering over a fence, right at me.

What I hadn't realized earlier, was that there was a small house, with a fenced backyard that backed up right to the ramp to enter the shower structure, and that the creep-o that lived there (not one of the other youth group members) got a good show. The best part was, that even when I caught him and made eye contact, he didn't look away or back down, whatsoever, and I was still standing there in just undies.

I reacted immediately by screaming and pulling open the curtain of the stall my friend was currently showering in, catching her by surprise and narrowly escaping getting an eyeful of her in shower-mode myself. We laughed about the whole situation, and I waited (in hiding from the creep) until she was finished so we could walk out together, right past the creep who was still just standing out near the showers. Sooo awkward!

Totally Awkward Tuesday!

It's Tuesday again! Thankfully, I didn't forget this time :). Hop on over to Tova Darling's blog to get the scoop on the Queen of Awkward (because she started it, not because she's the most awkward).

Todays' TAT actually involves some very important people in my life, and is no longer awkward. And if any of you are interested to hear the story of how I met my sexy boyfriend, read on!

First we will need to rewind to my freshman year of high school. I was dating (as much as you can call it "dating" when you don't got to the same school, and neither of you have a driver's license or a paying job) a guy who we'll call Curly Ex-BF (he has a serious white-boy fro. We're talking seeeeriouuusss). Eventually, it didn't work out between us and we broke up. We all but lost touch for the remaining three years of my high school experience. He was a year older than I am, so he graduated a year before me, and actually went away to college at Liberty, of all places.

At the end of my senior year, my best friend (a year younger than I am), who we'll call Blondie, because she should have been, decided she wanted to go on a college visit to Random College in Nashville. Since she wanted to drive (substantial car trip from our town), she invited me along to see the school and to be her roadtrip buddy. I happily obliged since I love roadtrips, especially to Nashville. Well, it just so happens that Curly Ex-BF decided to start texting me up a storm, even though we'd barely spoken for the previous three years, just as we start this roadtrip. It just so happens that Liberty, where Curly Ex-BF was attending school at that very time, is right smack-dab on the way home from the college we were visiting in Nashville. And it also just so happens that Blondie was considering going to Liberty as well, and yes she would love to accept my Curly Ex-BF's offer to stop by on the way home and visit him and see the school. At this point I was not interested in going to Liberty, thank you very much), but the curiosity of seeing what the ex was up to these days got the best of me.

So, we decided to stop by and see Curly on the way home. The three of us got dinner together, and Blondie and Curly really hit it off. She asked me for his number on the way home, and they started going out shortly after he got home for the summer. That's right ladies and gentleman, my ex-boyfriend and my best friend started dating.

He also played on a softball team, and she invited me to come along and keep her company while he played. She also mentioned that he had a good-looking friend who went to Liberty with him, but also lived in the area, and would be playing on the team with him as well. So I went. So I almost collapsed when I saw how good-looking my Curly Ex-BF's friend was. So we hit it off right away, and now he's the wonderful boyfriend whom I am proud to call my own today.

Now, the four of us all go to Liberty.

I can honestly say that my ex-boyfriend, who is dating my best friend, introduced me to boyfriend, and that the four of us double date. :)

Totally Awkward Tuesdays!

Once again, this Tuesday caught me by surprise. I've been so busy with getting ready for classes and going to classes and trying to get from one side of the campus to another, that I nearly forgot about my TAT! Check out Tova Darling's blog for the full Totally Awkward Tuesday story.

My story was my first awkward college experience. Unfortunately for me, there are probably many more to follow. Anyway, my new roomie and I share the basement of The Dollhouse, as I like to refer to the single family home that the 5 of us rent out. In the basement, there is a large main room that two of us share as a bed/living area, and a smaller, unfinished room that we've converted into a TV/sitting area.

My boyfriend and I were sitting on the couch, watching some TV (and that is all!), when my roomie got home. She had 2 of her friends with her and after all the introductions were made, she announced that it was gross how she always has to come home to my boyfriend and I making out (this has never actually occurred). My roomie is tricky, and very sarcastic (but I love her). Since we had just met her friends, this made for a very awkward few minutes, but thankfully her friends know exactly how she is and just shrugged it off and laughed. Silly roomie...

Tuesday/Thursdays are my looong days for classes, (5, to be exact) so I'm on campus taking a break in the computer lab/library. So far, I really like my classes. Even though there are a couple of the mandatory freshman classes that everyone thinks are really lame and extremely easily (thank God for that), those seem to be pretty interesting as well. We'll see!

Totally Awkward Tuesday!

Once again, I nearly forgot that it's Totally Awkward Tuesday! I know I said that my next blog post would be from my new room in the Dollhouse at school, but I lied, because I want to participate in Tova's Totally Awkward Tuesdays! Hop on over to her blog for all the details.

This awkward story happened while I was working as a receptionist in a physical therapy office. Before I worked there, I had no idea how crazy some of the patients are. Well, the front desk that the receptionists (me) sat behind was pretty tall. A person of average height could definitely see over it, but it made for a relatively tall divider between us and the patients who were making appointments at the front desk. It also gave the appearance that we were sitting much closer to the patient that we actually were, but because of the desk's height, our actual seats on the ground were much further from where the patients stood in front of the desk than it appeared.

One day, a male patient, who must have been in his late 50s or early 60s, for reasons that I have yet to figure out, decided it would be a good idea to reach across the desk, through the expanse between patient and receptionist and pinch my cheek. It was even more awkward because he underestimated the distance and had to lean really far forward in order to accomplish the cheek-pinching. It was so awkward.

Happy Tuesdays!

Totally Awkward Tuesday!

Oh my word! It's Tuesday again already! And I almost missed it...I completely forgot that today was Tuesday, until I noticed that everybody else is writing out their totally awkward stories (check out Tova's blog for all the details)! Ahhh!

This awkward story actually happened to my mom way back in the day before she married my dad. She was over at his house, playing Pictionary with my dad and his parents. She and my grandfather were on one team, and my father and grandmother were on another team. So it got to be my mom's turn to guess what my grandfather was drawing (contact lense, by the way). So everyone was guessing words related to the eye, pupil, eyelash, etc., and my mother blurts out, "UTERUS!!!"

My stunned grandfather must've dropped his pencil and my dad and grandmother stopped in their tracks. Apparently, my mom had meant to say iris and that other lovely body part just slipped out in its place. Apparently, the group laughed for about an hour. I'm glad it was her and not me, though, but they can all laugh about it now :). I love my mom!

Totally Awkward Tuesdays!

In case you're new here, Tova Darling started Totally Awkward Tuesdays, where we all share are incredibly awkward life stories.

Today's is actually an awkward moment for my lovely boyfriend, which I enjoyed very much, but must have been mortifying for him. We're on a family vacation right now and we invited him to join us. Unfortunately the car ride involved with this family vacation was extremely long, and at some point, he, my mom, and I were all sitting on the back bench of our family's humongous conversion van chatting and somehow the subject of plants came up. My mother was mentioning something about a certain plant and the boyfriend began to make a witty comment about organisms (somehow associated with said plant) and instead it came out "orgasms!" He immediately covered his face, embarrassed as all get out as my mom and I launched into hysterical laughter. It was great! And thankfully I have a very easy going, cool mom who was not offended in the least by the use of the word "orgasm" by her daughter's boyfriend. We're just thankful my dad wasn't within earshot ;).

In other news, as I said before, we're on vacation, and my internet access is limited, so it will be a little while before I'll be able to catch up with all of your TAT stories. It will happen eventually though :) Have a great week!

Totally Awkward Tuesday!

It's Tuesday again, and you know what that means! Totally Awkward Tuesday, of course, which you can learn more about by visiting Tova Darling. Basically, everyone just shares their awkward stories so we can all laugh together about how awkward life is.

This is probably the single most awkward thing that has ever happened to me.

My wonderful boyfriend and I had been dating about six months when we went to a friend of mine's graduation party. She lives about an hour away from us, and we had a ton of other things to do that day, so we ended up arriving late and then just staying and hanging out with her and her boyfriend after the party, which was at her grandparents' house. The rest of the guests had left, which left the four of us, plus her parents and grandparents, who were all upstairs cleaning up after the festivities.

The four of us decided to go downstairs to the basement and play ping pong for a little while. She and her boyfriend were not very shy (in front of us anyway, I'm not completely sure why) about displaying their affection, and rather than playing ping pong, they decided to go off to the couch in the corner and get affectionate. Since my boyfriend and I were not too interested in watching whatever was going on (I've been assured since that they were "just talking," although I don't know how much of that I believe), we took to the other corner of the room, out of sight from the two of them and got a little more cuddly than we probably should have in someone else's basement, where we had no idea where entrances to the outside were or whether or not someone may decide to walk into the basement whenever they pleased. Almost exactly on cue, just as we began to kiss (and by kiss, I mean contine to holding hands, since I strictly adhere to The Liberty Way);), my friend's father comes busting through the door, right in front of us (nope, that wasn't a closet), catching all three of us off guard. He then felt the need to announce his presence, making the situation even more uncomfortable. To this day, I am still embarrassed every time I see the man. Although I guess it would have been more awkward for my friend's own father to see whatever was going on over there with her, so taking one for the team isn't too horrible. Thankfully now we're all able to laugh about it.

Totally Awkward Tuesday!

It's Totally Awkward Tuesday again! If you don't know how it works, go visit Tova!

My story for this week actually happened a few weeks while I was housesitting. The owner of the dog had me over to the house on two separate occasions the week before the housesitting actually started and gave me extensive directions for her dog's care. The dog, who was actually really sweet, is named Katie and is an older dog, but she seemed easy enough to care for. The owner instructed me that she did have an electric fence installed, but that the neighbors and their dogs would be out of town that week, and since they were the only reason that Katie ever ran out of the yard, having her electric collar on would not be necessary while I was there.

So, I arrived Friday afternoon and let Katie out, sans collar, as instructed. While we were outside, the other neighbor came over wondering if I could let her dogs out while she would be gone the next day, which I agreed to do. She asked me to come over so she could give me a key and show me what to do for her dogs. So, we go over and she explains what to do, and after no more than three minutes, I leave to go back over to where Katie is. Well, instead of finding Katie anxiously awaiting my arrival, I find a panicked neighbor lady has driven up and is screaming for Katie's owner. When she finally breaks for air, I explained that I was housesitting and her owner was out of town.

"Katie is down the street!" she yelled, still panicked. "The neighbors are with her, you have to go get her right now!"

So I'm thinking, oh great, the dog that supposedly never runs away is off like a shot as soon as I take charge. Thankfully the nice neighbor who had been distracting me from watching Katie in the first place (I'm currently housesitting her dogs actually) hopped in the car with me to go find Katie down the street. We drive up and are greeted by a whole throng of overly-concerned, retiree neighbors who immediately display their disapproval of that fact that I came so close to losing the dog and trying to hide their rejoicing that something actually semi-exciting happening in the neighborhood for once. Since I'm young, and actually reasonably responsible, I'm always frustrated by older adults who think "those crazy teenagers are up to no good," which was obviously the mindset here. One lady even had the nerve to ask if I was the one in charge of watching the dog and when I answered that I was, she replied "well, where were ya?!"

Thankfully, I quickly retrieved Katie, put the collar back on, and didn't have another problem the rest of the week. And when her owner returned, she apologized for ever telling me to leave the collar off in the first place. Take that, meddling neighbors...

In other news, in preparation for heading off to Liberty in the fall, I had to take an online computer assessment before my classes start. I did it a couple days ago, assuming that it would be really easy and that I'd pass with flying colors, since I consider myself to be pretty computer-literate. Well, apparently, I'm not up to Liberty's standards! I didn't completely fail or anything like that, but I definitely didn't pass (75% or higher). I'm slightly ashamed, but not too much, since, in my defense, they asked some of the most obscure questions about Microsoft Word that anyone could ever come up with. (Example: How do you make formatting marks visible? First of all, what exactly qualifies as a formatting mark? And secondly, why are they invisible to begin with? Anyway, apparently they're those backwards P's that symbolize a new paragraph. I'd have a much easier chance of passing an html proficiency test, I guess) So, quick poll, who thinks that it's a good sign that I'm failing tests before classes even start? ;)

Totally Awkward Tuesdays!

For an explanation of what Totally Awkward Tuesdays are all about, visit Tova Darling!

My story for this week actually just happened yesterday and did not happen to me at all, but it is so good that I have to share it! I currently work as a receptionist in a physical therapy office (only a week left!) On a pretty regular basis, we have patients that come to their appointments straight from work in their business clothes, so they change into gym clothes in one of our appointment rooms before they exercise. Yesterday, one guy did this very thing, and for whatever reason, not only did he remove his underwear (I don't know about you guys, but I don't really consider it necessary to go commando while exercising, especially in a medical setting), he proceeded to accidentally drop his boxers and leave them in the middle of the floor in the room when he left. We then had to strategically explain that he had left something in the room that he had just changed in and watch as the poor guy figured out exactly what he had left.

Let this be a lesson to all to keep better track of undergarments...and judging by the short, tight gym shorts he opted for, he really should have just left those undies on!

Totally Awkward Tuesday!

What better way to kick off my first Tuesday blog entry than participating in Tova Darling's Totally Awkward Tuesdays.?
Just think of an awkward story that has happened to you, share it, and link to her blog so we can all relish in each other's awkwardness. Tova may have me beat at awkward stories, but here's one that was pretty mortifying at the time:

Back in my younger adolescent years, which were incredibly awkward in every way to begin with, I had a pretty major crush on a boy my age in the youth group. It may have been the biggest crush of my childhood, and I'm ashamed to admit, it lasted for at least three unrequited years. Despite the fact that he had made no attempts whatsoever to show me that he might like me in any way, I was convinced that there was a chance.

Our youth group was headed out on a week-long trip to enjoy some time in closer-than-usual quarters to get to know each other better, get closer to God, and enjoy the whole "community" feeling of the youth group.

On the charter bus for the 8 plus hours it took to get to our final destination, I strategically placed my seat behind his for optimum proximity without seeming overly eager to sit by him (I had it all figured out). His direct seatmate, a male friend of mine, was well aware of my crush on his friend and considerably jealous, as I found out later. Because of my impeccable seat choice, I became a front row audience to my so-called friend revealing to my crush that, not only did I like him, but I was very stupid for doing so because my crush would obviously never like me back. In reply, instead of saying, "no, she isn't stupid, in fact I'm madly in love with her," as I'd hoped, my crush just laughed and agreed. It was horrible, especially when you add in the fact that the youth group was spending the whole week "getting to know each other better," which meant facing both of them all day, every day, for the next seven days! Needless to say, I'm more than thrilled that those days are part of the past!

Enjoy your Awkward Tuesdays!