SKULLLZ

i'm super hard core now. i own a skull scarf. and there ain't nothin you fools can do about it.


but seriously. i really can't do anything about it. i accidentally bought a leopard print (which is unusually anyways) scarf with day of the dead skullz on it.

i know you are asking, "how do you 'accidentally' purchase a skull scarf you crazy white girl?" it's super simple. and if you're dying [punny!] to know, anyone can do it.

1. i bought it. 
2. i unwrapped it.
3. i realized i was SKULLLLLZ woman.
4. they don't have a return policy for scarves-or any other accessories.
5. aaannd...i bought it in california. 7 hours away from where i currently reside.

so now this white girl from utah is going to be rockin' a leopard print, skull scarf. back off bro!

i just can't wait till nov. 1st & 2nd to wear it again. you know i'll be rockin my day of the dead skullz scarf.

spring break coma

according to wiki: (the best and only valuable source on the web)

coma is the state of unconsciousness lasting more than six hours, in which a person: cannot be awakened; fails to respond normally to painful stimuli, light or sound; lacks a normal sleep-wake cycle; and does not initiate voluntary actions.

i fell into a state of coma. spring break coma. many college students, [[especially senior college students]] suffer from this form of coma. and i am here today to say that this condition is real.

i recently suffered from spring break coma as i tried so hard to come back to reality after an amazing week in california. but i fell victim, as many students do following the days of s.b.

1. i was practically unconscious the entire day from 7 AM - 8 PM because i was so tired. (that is more than the minimum 6 hours to be declared comatose. that is 8 hours.)
2. i was not able to respond to painful stimuli such as homework, readings, and doing my hair.
3. there is absolutely  no normal sleep-wake cycle after a full week of spring break. it is all sleep.
4. there were no voluntary actions initiated besides putting on sweats and eating cadbury eggs.

let's hope for a speedy recovery. i have to wake up to graduate. which is 44 days away. but who's counting.

when i wake up, i'll tell you all about the trip. i got into disneyland for $31. and i wore a cat shirt.

so when i began doing my research on coma, i really, #honestly thought the word was acoma. but contrary to my popular belief, it is really just coma. but the word 'a' is often used in sentences with coma. for example: "i fell into acoma a coma." much like the sentence: "i fell into a dog." not the same. okay. but you get it. i am smrt. 

death by snowshoes.

fresh white powder. moonlit sky. good company. what isn't to love?

don't let the picture deceive you. i died that night. it was death by snowshoes. 

have you ever been snowshoeing?
did you know that it's the equivalent of having your legs filled with concrete and dragging them through wet sand while your sweat is instantly freezing on your forehead .

okay. so it wasn't that bad. i'm really glad that we snowshoed eight miles in the middle of the night during the dead of winter through fresh powder. 

but. i crossed it off my bucket list. and now my thighs and calves are buff.  

in all seriousness, i took a moment to catch my breath that night and experience the beauty and majesty of God's creations. i love nature. i love my friends. i don't love the cold. and i love that i can say i snowshoed eight miles. uphill. both ways. it was so worth it.

what's your hardest work out experience? have you had a better snowshoeing experience? what should my next outdoor adventure be?