In case you live under a rock (aka you're secretly Patrick Star) or you don't like change, or maybe you're one of those people who exist without an iPhone, THERE ARE NEW EMOJIS. If you have been around for awhile, or used to read my blog when I would post frequently, you would know that I have an ongoing "list of emojis we need." (Please read post here, it is important.) 

Now that you're thinking about all the emojis you want *cough cough a taco emoji cough* prepare to be disappointed. 

The main change is that you can now swipe through all the pages at once, making it way easier to find whichever emoji your heart desires, and not search different pages, and and and, Apple has decided to get political and we can now change the race of our emojis. But don't get too excited... You can only change the hand emojis and the single people. The families, and other paired emojis remain yellow.

 The families now come with two moms, two dads, and multiple children, as well as the kissy people (though they are yellow) why yellow? No idea! There are different types of princesses though which I am ecstatic about.

I would also like to add that the monkeys have moved... The see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil little guys used to be in the faces and are now with the animals.. It took me a while to find them.

 Still no taco... Also I was hoping that I would be able to hold down the red wine and be able to make it white wine but.. we can't have it all can we.

There's some new flags...

 Still these random ones, but HEY there is a new purple shirt!

The ones that no one really uses...

 And the ones that people really don't use.. but now there is a Star of David, so happy belated Passover!

Hope you are all having a fantastic Thursday, and guess what!? We are just one day away from the weekend.

To Juice or Not To Juice

I survived a Pressed juice cleanse. Yes, yes if you follow me on Twitter you know I did this. Supposedly I was over obnoxious with my tweets and got subtweeted by someone saying they didn't care about my juice cleanse. I care about my juice cleanse, and that is all that matters. Right? Sure, why not.

So to keep my sanity during the day and in a means to not drift into la la land, I made an effort to write everything down during the day on different post-its. Lucky for you, almost two weeks later, I stumbled across these post-its, and am now going to relive my juice cleanse. You're welcome.

9-9:30
Juice #1: Greens 3
Easy to drink
140 Calories
Also had 24 oz. of water

9:00: 1 apple slice

10:30: 1 apple slice
Thoughts - "Am i hungry? Or is it the bagel that this girl in class is eating?"









11-11:30
Juice #2: Roots 2
I did not like this drink. In all caps on my post-it I wrote "HEAVY. HARD TO DRINK. NO."
So that answers that question
160 Calories
Some coconut water
Supposedly there was a guy in my class eating a sandwich and I hate him, sorry dude
Drank 24 oz. of water














1-1:45pm
Juice #3: Citrus 1
120 Calories
Ate 4 apple slices with peanut butter
I wrote nothing about how this tasted so lets say it was good?

3:40pm (wow I am so exact)
Juice #4: Greens 5
"I WANT PIZZA!" wow guess I was hungry at this point in the day...
200 Calories
I also ate some almonds supposedly















5:45pm
Juice #5: Roots 3
"THIS IS SPICY" I actually remember writing that.. because it was like liquid ginger. Ew, that sounds gross. It was actually good
200 Calories
I ate almonds and lettuce?
24 oz. of water

7:30pm
Juice #6: Chocolate Almond
420 Calories
3 chicken strips
(No picture apparently.. I think I was delusional at this point)


If you made it to the end of this post, you will see that SURPRISE I didn't really make it. I ate the chicken strips at like 9pm... I was hungry, I had a headache, stop judging me.

April Showers

An ex-blogger, an ex-girlfriend, and I walk into a room...
I promise you, that joke was going somewhere, but where? I couldn't tell you now. It's this new Starbucks drink I order, it has me bouncing off walls, or in this case all over the keyboard.



Surprise!!! I'm back!
I forgot why I abandoned this great little thing I had going and I remembered that my outlet changed. I went from writing my feelings and my moods and honestly whatever had popped into my mind, and went to sharing those all with another person, rather than just getting it out there and posting it onto the interwebs. Granted, both are great. Human to human interaction is awesome, unless its Netflix night, then no other people are allowed, and there is just something so calming about sitting down in front of a computer and writing whatever you are feeling in that very moment.

So, back to the "joke"... those three people are me. Supposedly I thought it was funny, but I mean if you can't look back on your past year and at least smile, then you're doing something wrong. So here's your catch-up. I started a blog, I started dating a boy, stopped blogging, dated said boy for a little over a year, cut my hair, things happened, people move, I'm getting ready to graduate, things ended mutually, and now I am sitting back at a computer, telling you, whoever "you" may be, how I feel. Breakups change people, people change people, coffee changes people, and at this point in my life, change only happens so that

I have no idea what this blog will turn into, and I also don't want to limit myself to a specific genre. If I feel like posting about what I do at the gym, I might do that, or maybe I will go on a rant about how the girl at Starbucks was wearing cowboy boots, or I might even word vomit about all my feelings about the fact that I am graduating in two months (I would count on that one...)

So here I am, trying out this whole blogging thing again. They say April showers bring May flowers, but I'm going to say April showers bring new beginnings, in whatever outlets that may be.
Wish me luck, grab a cup of coffee or maybe a margarita (I approve of both) and join me on this journey of a little thing I like to call life.

LLAMAS

Thursdays are my "hell days," meaning I have three classes, spread out, from 9:55 am - 10:10 pm. Fun stuff, I know. I'm saying this because I am used to Thursdays being hectic, but not as hectic as today. Here is a little excerpt from my day... (the fun part, that included llamas.)

I was sitting at home, I had just finished my lunch and was relaxing and watching an episode of Desperate Housewives when Erika, my roommate, texted me a selfie of her with a llama. Here was my response:

I threw my flats on, stuffed my notebook in my bag, and ran out the door. I had no idea where I was running. She just told me "all around campus." Okay, mission let me find a llama is a go.

As I was running to campus (I ran because I only had ten minutes to find the llama, take a picture with the llama, and go to class) I ran into my friend Erin(who texted me the insta caption "me llama Kathryn" aka pure geniusness) and as she was about to stop to talk to me, I blurted out "HI I'M LOOKING FOR THE LLAMA I CAN'T TALK" and she smiled and said "Oh! They're right over there!" GODSEND. AWESOME. I NOW KNOW THE LOCATION OF THE LLAMAS. It should be easy from this point right? WRONG.

As I am walking, power walking I might add, this guy, a very attractive, well dressed guy, comes up to me and is like "want a part time job that pays $16 an hour?" He was cute, and I didn't want to be rude to a stranger, so I was like oh well I already have a job. "But does it pay $16 an hour?! Its very convenient and great for students!" And he keeps talking about this job and how I should apply because I look like I'd be a great candidate and I interrupted him and said you know what, this sounds like a great opportunity, but I have to go take a picture with a llama and go to class. He laughed and told me to have a nice day. Thanks, dude. 

So I turn around and see two of my other friends and yell. YELL! "THERE'S LLAMAS AND I'M GOING TO TAKE A PICTURE" to which they rightfully asked me why, and I just said that I didn't know I just wanted a picture with a llama.

So, I speed walk down the pathway and see not one, not two BUT THREE LLAMAS! Yeah, three. I know. It's insane. So there is a huge crowd surrounding one llama, a line to take pictures with another llama, and then one llama just chilling out with the trainer. So obviously I go to that llama, because I don't have time for the other two and I get my phone ready to take a selfie and the trainer goes "oh, no selfies or hugs for this llama.. he's aggressive." WHY WOULD YOU BRING AN AGGRESSIVE LLAMA TO A COLLEGE CAMPUS!? So I go to the other llama where the line has dispersed, and went up to a girl standing alone and offered to take her picture with the llama as long as she took mine, and we became friends and took pictures of each other and the llama and then I ran past the job offering man and went to class. 

I think these pictures are worth it.

Disclaimer: NO the llama did not spit on me. Why would they bring spitting llamas to a college campus?! And why would I aggravate a llama?! IT'S A LLAMA!

Senioritis: A Little Elle Woods Motivation

The time has come. I am a senior in college. And I have senioritis.
I love my school, I really do. I love all my classes, my professors are all really cool, for being professors, and the work isn't too crazy. Loljk I almost had a panic attack earlier this week because I was so overwhelmed. But as a whole, I don't have very many complaints.
With all of that being said, it is crazy to think that in less than a year I will be a college graduate. It is crazy that with every event for my sorority, or my job, or anything on campus, I have to say "well, this is my last one so I really have to go and I really have to make an effort."

I see senioritis as two things:
1.) The "I'm graduating in May and am going to have a real people, grown up girl job hopefully, or will be looking for one, and I need to put my best foot forward and prove to everyone how much I can do, oh and on top of that I need to finalize my resume but I also need to build upon it, and I need to go to work to make money and I need to spend time with my friends, oh yeah and I need to go to class and get good grades because what would any of this be with a bad GPA" approach.

2.) The "I'm a senior in college and I'm 21 and this is the last time Ihave to have fun before real life" approach.

The 2nd approach hasn't hit me, might not until the last month of next semester, who knows. For the mean time, I'll be freaking out about everything I have to do and haven't yet done all while keeping calm and keeping up my hair care to make Elle Woods proud.