Hey Y’all!
One of my favorite things to do in my spare time (besides checking in on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and Vine) is scrolling back through the photos on my phone.
Sometimes I go back only a few days, and other times I take a full-fledged sentimental trip down memory lane from as far back as my little photo library will hold.
Today, I was scrollin’ on through and realized the sheer magnitude of funkiness that some of my photos possessed. SO. I decided to share a handful of Drury-related ones with y’all.
First Up: I grew a beard.
Every time I see this little gem, I cringe and giggle simultaneously. I know, I know, it’s one of those typical shots of some ‘CRAZY” kids bein’ super silly and wearing random props. But this night was the epitome of heinous.
I may or may not have nervously suggested that my friends partake in a dance party that I secretly wanted no part in. And it somehow resulted in this picture, followed by some impressive pre-rehearsed mind blowing choreography that lasted until the wee hours of the morning. ON A SCHOOL NIGHT. Good grief, we’re rebellious.
Next: Wind-blown Beauty. (?)
Do you ever think you’re looking REAL great, and then you take a looksie at your face and realize you’re quite the opposite? Unfortunately, that happens to me quite frequently.
My friend Katie and I were just chilling by the fountains on the day of the National Champ parade when we spotted this majestic panther. It was obvious that it was not only a photo op, but the perfect scenario for me to attempt to put my new found “college-girl pose” to good use.
Well, I thought I looked nothing short of a model in this picture, I even had the wind blowing around in my mane! Alas, this unfortunate beast occurred. But it’s still a great memory of the parade!
Third: What rhymes with “hopeless sonic slush addiction”?
Welp. There’s that.
I’d like to say that these were collected over a matter of weeks, but nope. All of these sonic cups were accumulated within about 6 days.
When it’s terribly and unseasonably cold outside, ya gotta counter it by drinking something deliciously tropical! Or at least that’s my justification for this sinful amount of Sonic drinks. That’s what I get for hanging with Laney nonstop. But that’s what happens in college, you go through phases of obsession. I’ve been in a 3 month Nutty Bar coma and I don’t know if I’ll ever wake up.
Lastly: I’m a little too proud of my raincoat. 
So, something that I’m very sad to report is that things do get stolen in college. Within the first few weeks of school, my favorite periwinkle rain coat was gone from my life forever. It took me until this semester to finally get a new one.
Do y’all know how much precipitation has fallen since the first week of school?? A lot. But now, I am no longer that girl with a sopping wet sweatshirt on. I’m water resistant now, baby!
I was so excited and proud of the new member of my outerwear apparel family that I wore it for about 4 days straight, it even got acquainted with my bed for a while.
Well, you can guarantee that there are more awkwardly unfortunate pictures on my phone that need to be explained, but the degree of embarrassment is a little too high for my liking.
Hopefully one day I’ll have the courage to post them.
Until then, DU Work.
Phil 3
