Sunday, June 27, 2010

VeGAS bouND !

Well, after several months of PLANNING.. ANTICIPATINGGgg.. and WAITINNnGgg !!! Our VEGAS TRIP is FINNallyyy HEREEE !!!
We leave tomorrow :)) and by TOMORROWWww NIGGHHTTtt I will be there LIVVInnggg itt UUpp !!!
It's time to dress hot, look HOT, feel good, and have an amazing/relaxing VACATIONNNnn ;))

Life is nothing short then amazing right now. No complaints, no stresses. Just ear to ear smiles and laughter like I have never had before! It's a good feeling when you need no one but yourself and God to complete you. I am so blessed for my life and everything in it, and I cannot wait to get home to my biggest blessing in life... MY FAMILY :)

This past week I have seen two movies. Yea, summer is all about the movies... and I admit I am obsessed. First, Toy Story 3. Gosh, it makes me feel old because in the theater were people my age... like where are the little kids at? But, then I realized that that movie came out when I was young, at least the first one. I guess it was something 'my generation' grew up. It was seriously an emotional movie.. I CRIED. Literally! It was so good. Then I saw the movie Grown Ups which had a bunch of amazing actors. I am obsessed with Adam Sandler. The man is pure a genius. Uhh.. every movie he makes I laugh ten times harder. It was a good movie, and so true. Go out and see it, you won't be disappointed... promise ;) Other then buried myself in movies.. I have done nothing but pack up my apartment and work WORK workkKK.

Life Love and Happiness.
the end ;)

Sunday, June 20, 2010


i feel like when i wear glasses i look smarter, heck i feel smarter. the bigger the better. and fake, yea thats a plus too.
i'm a nerd... it's the little things in life that keep me going :)

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Happy Fathers Day.

For the man that would give it all up just so I would have it all. This is for him. The man that gave me my heart, my spirit, and my personality... and gave me so much more than meets the eye. My father is an inspiration to me everyday. He came from a past that most can't imagine, and we didn't always live the most perfect life... but at the end of the day he loved us unconditionally. He would do anything for me hands down no questions asked. He really is the most important man in my life, and it took me 21 years to finally know and appreciate that. At times I know he feels unappreciated... and I myself am to blame. I should have hugged him tighter, and told him I loved him more... I take the little things he does for granted.
I still remember being little and my daddy having to brush my hair because my mom was unable to do it because she didn't get the knots out like dad. Or no matter what I had going on... dance, cheering, twirling, pageants, he was always there no matter what. My dad is a man of strength and a man of soul. A recovering addict... my father is a story for most. He has been through it all.. and has transformed his life and for that I am forever grateful. For that simple reason... we have become closer than we have ever been before. God knew what he was doing when he made me his daughter. He needs me just as much as I need him. I love my father more and more everyday, and I am so thankful for him in my life. I am truly blessed. I am blessed to know I have a male figure in my life that no matter what will always be there... and to say that I have a relationship with him... something that I used to not have... means the world to me. I am proud to call him my father. I am not ashamed of our past or what came of it... because at the end of the day... he is my father, and I love him. I can't imagine life without my father... I would miss him dearly.
A few fun facts about Zeph Garthright (My daddy)
He is all about schedule and time. If you're late you will KNOW IT.
He thinks he is right about everything.
He has a routine... where he gets his coffee (McDonalds) to where he eats... during the day.
He also stops at every convenient store on Hull Street Road. He knows every Indian that owns a gas station.
He plays the lottery every day.
He loves going to the horse track.
He wears visors so much that he has a permanent tan from them.
He is a golfer/sport lover at heart.
He loves ice cream and anything he can put into a bowl with milk.
He makes the weirdest concoctions when it comes to food... that it can gross you out.
He has the most genuine giving heart out of anyone I have met.
He gets excited about the littlest things.
He is a bargain shopper.
He has never met a stranger.
and he is a shopoholic... and when I mean shopoholic I mean it. he takes it to a whole new level.

I love my dad cus he's just like me... we're just alike... I could tell him well wow Dad your hair sure is looking a little thin.. you might wanna check that out.. and he will go in the bathroom and check it out. While he'll tell me I'm looking a little chubby, and I'll do the same exact thing.
gah, I love that man.
Happy Father's Day Daddy, I love you :)

CAN'T be tamed.

Current Mood: Happy :)
and thinking that it's weird I am drinking iced coffee from Mcdonalds at 12:30 at night... well I have a headache and I don't take medication so I thought some form of caffeine after work would get the job done.. and I was right ! Hopefully I am not up until 6 am again.. because I have a plan to go to Forever and H&M.

You know what I'm sick of the classic line of someone telling you, "It takes ___ amount of years, months, days, weeks to get over someone."Part of a side of me that doesn't exist wants to be like wait hold up what, who died and made you a relationship expert. It's as if someone has an actual clock of when they know exactly when you will feel quote un quote "okay". If that isn't the most odd thing I have ever heard. Let's get real there is no countdown to how long it takes a person to get over a person they have known for four years... this isn't math class... and this isn't a multiple choice test answer on the SAT. As much as we all wish it was... those calculations don't work.
The fact is I KNOW I deserve better, and that's all that matters. But the even sadder fact is that I am still talking about it three months later... let me blame myself for that.
It's funny a guy says he doesn't want you, treats you like complete dirt... but then can't seem to let you go, why is that? Because he figures a door mat is better than none at all. Because he loves the fact that you'll still be around, and the fact that he's changed the game and now he is in control. I admit I've been just as dumb as the next girl... in my time. Fact is, you aren't worth another breath, another thought, another word. Let me leave you right where you left me, nowhere. Let me leave you broken with no answers. See guys think we owe them something, when we owe them nothing. They are quite comical. See, I won't have any regrets. Months will pass, I'll move on... I'll find happiness again. Because it's out there, and I don't need a guy to show me that. I have been happy with myself for quite sometime and I'm not letting some little boy take that away from me.
(Just some words to the wise... or whoever listens)
In other news... my life is exciting. It ALWAYS is. I look back on things that happen and I just laugh.. like, "Did that really just happen?" Yup, literally welcome to my life.
I am in fact searching for something new. A new hobby something fun. I'm thinking YOGA could be kinda cool. Like could be legit. I could get me a little mat... work out in my dorm next semester. It's possible. I could start baking, but that could only add to the loveliness of my love handles, and who really wants that during bikini season. I run a lot but that gets old REAL fast. Especially since my darn knees act up so much. So, I'm leaning towards YOGA... it just seems exciting, and I have done it a couple of times so I'm looking forward to venturing out and trying some new work out stuff.
As of something currently going on in my head.... I have put off doing my laundry for two months now. I am not even JOKING. I look at the pile of clothes.. as they continue to rise and rise and I say to myself every day, "Oh I'll get to that tomorrow." Which never really happens. Is it bad I actually have clothes that last me that long, or underwear for that matter. I literally could go another month, but I won't. This needs to get done. I am going home, and I'm pretty sure Di (my mom) doesn't want me dropping off the goods in the laundry room as soon as I get home.
Which I can't wait to be home. That place is perfect. When you are away from home as much as I am you begin to love the things you generally hate. For example the sound of the garage door at 5 am is something I LOATH on a regular basis, but I am super pumped for it. Or the fact that my house is a zoo. You see another fun fact about the GARTHRIGHTS. They think that every animal in the known history needs to be rescued, and brought to our household. Don't get a weird idea of a nasty smelly house, Di keeps it tidy.. and the animals are well behaved. We have four cats a dog and a fish. First off let me introduce you to the fish, one of my infamous exes gave it to me before I went away to my freshman year of college. The little guy traveled from Florida... back to Virginia and has lived in his happy little bowl since. Four years strong, aren't those things supposed to die after a day, yea lucky me. Stuck with the reminder that I named it after his last name, and reluctantly said when the fish dies the relationship does. Too bad the fish is still kicking... as for the other rescued animals. They make our household a little bit more entertaining. Max... our dog doesn't bark. He's odd... and shy.. and hates people. He looks like a big hairy bear, unless he is shaved. The poor little guy is sweet though... he managed to get hit by a car run away for a week.. then found and currently hops with a gimp, but it the most adorable little thing. He's a favorite. Drum roll onto my moms reason for living. Her cats. They are her babies... sometimes I think she loves them more than me. I have this weird image that she gives them my room when I leave... because LUCKY me all four are obsessed with my room, and think they own it when I'm home. We have... Bailey (named after George Bailey on It's a wonderful Life; me and mom's favorite Christmas movie) - she's scared of people and life... we never see her.. she get's lost in our house and comes around almost never. Then there's Maddie... who thinks she's a princess. Mom says she's normal and not a city cat. Like really Mom.. hahaha. She kills me, but I swear you would think they are human. The girl is insane, and drives me insane... but she was the cat I got when my other cat got poisoned by the neighbor when I was a wee one. Yea, poisoned... sick right? Can't forget about the last two Simba and Nala... yeaup you guessed it from the Lion King. Nothing gets more cliche than that right? Simba got tore up by a pit bull.. Dad saved her.. and Mom couldn't let her go. He is the only nice cat we have. The last is a span of Satan. She's pure evil and spoiled to a core. Nala. He meow is annoying, and she drives me insane. But back to what I was saying... I have oddly enough missed all of them being away from home so long. I can't wait for the little boogers to run in my room in the morning to wake me up. CAN'T WAIT. I can't wait to roll out of bed with my sleepy eyes, throw my bikini on and jump into the pool. Then konk out later to wake up fried. I can't wait for Dad to bring home dinner and hear my family talk about the random stuff we do. My family is seriously hilarious. I love them. We only have each other, and that's what makes us so close. I also can't wait for my mom to wake up and be ancy and come wake me up because she is bored and wants to do something. Which usually ends up at the mall and Ocharlies for salads and rolls. AaaHHHhh I just can't wait. You have no idea. Getting away from here for awhile will be the smartest thing I have done in awhile.

as of now.

Vegas in in 8 days. Virginia is right after. I will be home for the FOURTH. I am way excited.
Me and my family are going to the Richmond Flying Squirrels Baseball Game. Is it weird I am super pumped for that. Well I don't care. I am just ready to be out of Lakeland. Virginia is going to be a blast... and we'll see where life takes me after that.
Sometimes I wish I had the money to just travel. Do what I want no care in the world. This whole school thing just doesn't seem for me... as I head into my fourth year. I can stick it out for a year and a half right... yea I can.
So this whole mean girl jealousy bit is getting old. Heck, I've been going through it since High School. It gets old when you reach the age of 21. All I can do is laugh really, sit back and look at what fools they make themselves look like. I mean it makes me feel good to have people talk about me as much as they do, because a fan club is pretty awesome in my book. Gah, girls are super annoying.. and I am one. Perfect. Sometimes I wish I was a guy, but they are just as screwed up as us. If not worse.

I've yet again learned another life lesson this week.
... you learn to trust no one but yourself.

and my life continues to move on.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

HAPpy ((:

" i like my money where i can see it... hanging in my closet. "

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

i LOVE you.

This post is just to boast about my friend BRIT. This girl is amazing. HANDS DOWN. It's weird... our friendship actually started on facebook. We were instant friends. We're opposites, yet we're the same I would say. I envy Brit so much, she is drop dead gorgeous and is honestly the strongest girl I have EVER met. She is so spiritual and she just brings me up, I honestly am blessed that Heavenly Father brought her into my life. Our friendship is way more online and this and that updating each other, but she just understands me and she always knows the EXACT things to say. Seriously such an amazing girl of God. I remember Brit being so strong and fierce when I first started hanging out with her, I wanted so bad to have that attitude. To not let a single soul run me over. She's so real... she has no idea how much I look up to her. Honestly through our friendship and our deep talks I have learned so much. Although I do regret not hanging out as much as I would have liked when I was there that one summer semester. I know that this is only the beginning of me and Brits friendship. I can only hope to one day be as strong of a person and spiritual of a person as she is. She is beautiful inside and out, and I love her to death. I wish I could be with her right now, and we could get chips and salsa... and limeades and just lay in bed and cry and laugh and cry some more. I just want you to know Brit that you have impacted my life in more ways than one, and you are such a blessing to me to have in my life.
I MISS YOU, and I want to see you soon. Hopefully I can make that happen... i love you!!

Monday, June 7, 2010


So I admit I have not kept up with the Hills for the entirety of seasons as they have had. Needless to say, does not mean that I love watching it when I can. See, the two schools I have been to had a block on MTV. I mean nothing to completely die over, but it did make for watching shows on my computer a lot more entertaining. I learned to love it. But this season I am totally locked in. Kristin is no Lauren that is for sure, and I must so I was a complete Laguna Beach whore. I owe all the seasons, don't judge me. It's hard to believe how long ago that show was on, again with the making me feel old. So, in the past I hated Kristin, but now I LOVE HER. So back in the day I was a total LC to a tee, but now I relate to Kristin completely. The whole thing right now that she is going through in the show, uhm my life. Or it has been my life for about three weeks. Her little Brody thing, and I mean who would admit that right? Uhm... me. No big deal, what do I care. But now I should be on a man hunt... right? Wrong. I think it's time for some me time. Or whatever that really means. I heard this song the other day, about just enjoying alone time. I must say I do... I love running the lake and blaring my ipod like no one can touch me. Or driving around Lakeland just doing whatever... or completely not answering to anyone. That is the life isn't it. Gah, I am getting more and more ideas of what I want to wear in Vegas. You see I feel like I need to plan it out, actually go shopping for stuff so that I am well prepared with fabulous outfits. It's all about the look. Could I just go into Kristin or Lauren's wardrobe for five minutes.. I'm sure I could find somethingggg.

So this post was pointless to some extent but... I love the Hills, and sadly enough I like the drama. Possibly because it is not my own... but who cares...

Three weeks til VEGAS :)

Sunday, June 6, 2010

am I missing something here?

So I'm 21 and it's crazy you know I used to think I had life figured all out. I was gonna marry my high school sweet heart and live happily ever after, which that would have been an epic fail. I was never in love with him, I think obsession had taken me over. Or more recently I thought I was gonna marry my best friend who I met my freshman year of college. Well that again was a complete and total bust. I do not understand how a guy can one day tell you how madly in love with you he is, and he is ready to spend the rest of his life with you. We had our children's names picked out and everything. And then what, what happened between the three months you decided to be with me, and our three year friendship down the drain did it change. It's like life is simply passing me by. I see all of my closest friends, and friends, even acquaintances in that happily ever after I thought I would have had by now. I am in no rush to hurry my life up don't get me wrong, but really it is as if the ENTIRE world around me is in a relationship, engaged, married, or married and with baby on the way. Where did I miss the memo to have all this done by the time I was 21? It was as if I woke up one morning and everything had changed, including my own life.
This summer was supposed to be the BEST summer of my life? I definitely have learned by now to not put all hope in something. Here's my problem.. I would rather worry about someone else's needs before my own. I will pretend as if I am okay... when I really am not.
Maybe what I thought God had planned for my life took a toll for something different. I left Virginia for a reason. I went to Idaho for another. I came to Florida for the second time for another, but maybe it wasn't the reason I was thinking. Maybe it was something even more.
I just wanna know when the entire population decided to grow up and get married, while I'm still here figuring out my life. But maybe I am not supposed to figure out my life. Maybe I'm not supposed to figure out myself. Maybe that's the funny thing about life after all... maybe it's just a day to day thing. One roller coaster ride after another...
Maybe my life will be as scattered as I am... because for the most part it is.
So, don't get me wrong... I'm not ready to rush my life by any means... and I'm not cutting down those that have all of those things. Because I could not be more happy for my friends and everyone that has that.
I'm just curious as to when will it be my turn...
will I really end up with seven cats and myself. I mean I am pretty entertaining SOLO, but really. Let's hope it doesn't come down to that ten years from now...

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

backstreets BACK

Backstreets back? Let's be serious they never left. they have been going strong for 17 years. I'll never forget, what was it fifth grade when they got huge? I was SO YOUNG. Now i'm 21, time flies. I thought I was in love with them before, but I am OBSESSED now. Nick did moves that I didn't think were possible for a boy to do. Brian is just incredible. I could stare at his smile for hours, and not get sick of it. Howie, well.. adorable as usual. And AJ keeping all together with the style and swagger. Like what more could you want from a boy band. BACKSTREET is LEGIT. The concert was incredible. They played all my FAVORITE songs, I rocked out the ENTIRE time. No worries. I threw a fist pump or two in. A little dance moves here and there and just sang my little heart out.

There are just no words for them. They are incredible talented guys, guys? THEY ARE MEN. And I'm in love. There songs are incredible. Okay, so kind of depressing for the most part. But there was something about singing the song with them on stage and my hands in the air that made it different from being in my car, windows down, blaring it. I can't explain it. Best concert I have ever been too, and I thought this was the end. No chance. They are in the studio still recording, they never seem to disappoint me, EVER.

This by far has been a great summer and it's only the first week VEGAS in a month, alrightttt. Get ittttt ;)) GOT IT? GOOD!!!