Election Week

This week is Election week and to say the least, its stressful. I feel anxious, I feel pressured, I feel the chaos around me and I can't wait for it to be over. This being my first election to vote in, I feel that this is a hard one to vote in because the candidates are so divided and so abrasive and just plain sloppy. Nothing more bothers me more than when people feel the need to try and change your opinion or mindset, about anything in general but more specifically on politics. There is a reason that I believe the things I do and I don't want you coming around and throwing around all these potentially invalid facts at me to try and change my mind. Nope. Nu-uh and goodbye. If I wanted to vote, I'd go vote. If I don't? Then I don't want too. Many people have come at me this week and wondered who I wanted to vote for and why. Why does it matter to anyone? If I say I'm voting for Hillary, people are so fast to say "OH you want a criminal in office?" If I wanted Trump to win I got "OH you wanted some racist piece of shit in office?"  Or if I wanted the third party to win Id get, "Oh you're basically throwing away your vote" If I don't vote, then I got "Then you throw away your right to complain about whoever wins" And tonight will be the results and then its the next four years with that person

9 and r0w

This week Western is 9-0 for their football team. Last week, the Broncos were 8-0, the last time that Western was 8-0 was in 1941. This Tuesday we played Ball State who was 4-4, we knew we had this game in the bag. My Business 1750 Professor always starts out class by telling us "How about them Broncos!" and the lecture begins for the first 20 minutes being about our ranking in the confrence and how great he thinks we are, how great we actually are! He some how relates it back to business by mentioning the fact that our tuition he thinks is gonna go up next year and our acceptance rate is gonna go down and what that means for us as students that go here. (I hate talking about that part)
Some of my favorite memories are watching the Broncos on tv and at the home games, what a great way to start out my career as a Bronco myself. There has been talk of P.J going off to Norte Dame and being their head coach. I hope that doesn't happen, I feel that he has built a family with this team and he treats them like their his own. I have much respect for him and all the beliefs he stands for and that the team stands for. The next game we play is next Tuesday and there we will go 10-0!

Times changing

This week has been filled with many ups and downs. One being my roommate getting the flu (thank god I didn't get it) and the weather has been the definition of up and downs. with one day it being 30 degrees and snowing like it was yesterday, today with it being 54 and windy, and with last week having days that were 80 degrees. Welcome to Michigan! I tell all my friends from Chicago here and as I'm talking to my Grandma who's lucky enough to live in the State of Florida, where their lowest temperature is 60 degrees.. If only we had that.. But something I love with all my heart is the beautiful fall days where the sun shines through the leaves and the beautiful days where cider and donuts seems to always hit the spot. Those are the days that I would miss being in anywhere else but Michigan. I love all the different holidays and seasons that change it up and make it all worth while, yes you get the days where you wish you were anywhere but Michigan, that bring us some of the worst weather and the coldest days where even the hottest hot chocolate doesnt keep you warm. But Michigan, I love you.

Best Friend

What does a best friend mean to you? Does it mean someone who is always there for you when you need them? Is it someone that loans you money when you're a few dollars short for these pair of shoes you've been obsessing over for the longest time? To me, my best friend is my boyfriend, Roma. He's always been there for me through everything, through the though time of adjusting to college, to the many break downs about stress and how "you always think the worst" well yeah, I can't help it. He has always supported me in my dreams and what I feel is best for me, even if he doesn't agree, he will let me know everytime I might not be making the best decision in mind, and I love that. I love him. In the past, I've had some pretty bad relationships and he's made me forget about all the hurt and all of the wondering they made me do, wondering if I was good enough or what I was missing that the other girl down the street was that I wasn't? Roma has made me feel beautiful day in and day out even on my worst days. Nothing has made me happier than he and his smile do before.

Weird Times

This is a weird time for me. Ive been trying to figure alot out of what things mean to me and who means what to me. I also have been thinking about transferring due to money issues and I don't know if thats whats best for me,  if there might be something else thats better for me instead and whatever that is? Im not sure and I have no idea what is best for me. I don't know when I will figure that out or how I will figure that out. I know I am stressed and that things are hard for me, maybe Im just getting homesick or maybe I just won't figure it all out. I know that I need to soon and that things aren't the best right now, I want them to just get better and know that they will get better soon

Hurricane Matthew

The news had made it seem like it was the end of the world when Hurricane Matthew came rolling in across the coast or the Caribbean, Haiti, and the Southern tip of the United States.  I called my grandma the day before they said it was supposed to hit, the day before they wanted to evacuate everyone within a 50 mile radius of the coast. Due to the high winds reported and the anticipated damage that category 5 hurricanes seem to bring us. The elements of the storm consisting of 157+ mph winds,  and the most sever conditions known to man. My grandma told me that all of her neighbors were evacuating to their family members houses scattered around the country. I wanted to be there to help her or to be able to be able to do something to help. My grandma is older and needs help more with everyday stuff, regardless of what she tells you. She then proceeds to tell me that she's going to stay with some friends over in Kissimmee and that made me feel better. Since my grandma had always calmed me down during storms when I was little, I thought it would be nice if I could comfort here and she would always sing me "Rain rain go away" song and the skies always seemed to clear up. It was my favorite.

Central Western Weekend

I knew we were going to win, and so did all of the sports analysts that reviewed the game. It was a cold fall day that had rained on and off all day. The hour an a half car ride from Grand Rapids to Mount Pleasant seemed to be one of the longest rides ever, but finally I see the signs that say "Central Michigan University Welcomes You!" I already hated it there. I hated it before I became trained to hate it in my defense,  when I was a looking into colleges during my senior year one of the ones I toured was Central, and I hated it. It was located at the corner of cornfields and dead-grass all year round it seemed, just like it was the day of the big game. Logan,  Zac, Alyssa and I are walking between small spaces that are filled with Maroon and Gold everywhere with a hint of Brown and Gold that was scattered through out the huge crowd. Walking around I felt things anywhere from anxious about the big game to the aggression that rose over when the crazy fans got in our faces saying things like "sink the boat!" or "F*** Western!" I'd as myself it was really that serious, it wasn't. Little did central know they were about to lose for the 3rd time in a row on their own field to us, the big bad Broncos. As the game begins the stadium is FULL, loud and chaotic, Central scores a field goal within the first 5 minutes of the game, then within another 6 minutes, we score, and we actually score a touchdown. The second quarter rolls around, and the domination begins and the scoreboard reads an easy 31-3, at the end of the second quarter many people start to flood out of the stadium knowing that we stood our ground and we weren't letting anyone mess with us. Third quarter comes and goes and the gap between the two scores on the scoreboard grows bigger as the student section for the Chippewas grows smaller. The scoreboard now reads 41-3 and the Western Student Section is insane. The game ends up being 49-10 and the Broncos win again for the 3rd time in a row on Centrals home field.