Rock Bottom

It’s as if you can’t imagine anything worse. 

It’s like you just want someone by you. Someone to hold you tight, and tell you that everything is going to be okay even when you know it’s not. It’s a feeling of hopelessness, a feeling of knowing. I’ve been there. It’s a night when all of your past mistakes and worries come creeping back to you. It’s a night when all you want to do is cry, and you don’t care you sees. 

She keeps saying she’s going to send them away. You think it’s a good idea. But in the end, she says she just wants them to “go away”. You don’t know what she means by this, or if she means it. But hearing these words spoken from her mouth makes your heart wrench. Why is this happening? 

He says he does nothing but provide her with a good home, with endless possibilities. He says he doesn’t know what to say anymore. There’s sadness in his eyes, weakness defining him. 

So you sit, and you cry. You let the tears fall and stain your cheeks, their sticky residue remaining. 

They laugh above you as if nothing has happened, as if it all went away. As if there are no worries in the world. 

They hate you. 

They despise you. 

They can’t wait for you to leave. 

The other’s plead, not understanding that your absence is drawing closer and closer. 

Rock bottom, is this it? 

 

Later days, 

Miranda

Cinnamon Roll Cake

Two things I love: Cinnamon rolls and cake. What’s this? There is a cinnamon roll cake?! This is a must try recipe for me. I thought I’d share the deliciousness with my fellow bloggers. I can only imagine how warm and yummy it will be! (Found on Life as a Lofthouse)

Cake:
3 c. flour
1/4 tsp.salt
1 c. sugar
4 tsp. baking powder
1 1/2 c. milk
2 eggs
2 tsp. vanilla
1/2 c. butter, melted

Topping:
1 c. butter, softened
1 c. brown sugar
2 Tbsp. flour
1 Tbsp. cinnamon

Mix everything together except for the butter. Slowly stir in the melted butter and pour into a greased 9×13 pan. For the topping, mix all the ingredients together until well combined. Drop evenly over the batter and swirl with a knife. Bake at 350 for 28-32 minutes.

Glaze:
2 c. powdered sugar
5 Tbsp. milk
1 tsp. vanilla

While warm drizzle the glaze over the cake.

 

 

Purdue Bound!

Well…I officially suck at this whole blogging thing. It’s like when I attempted to keep a diary about twelve times and only wrote three entries. There’s a whole lot I could talk about right now, but I’ll just focus on the biggest news. 

I’M GOING TO PURDUE UNIVERSITY. I suppose that is my BIGGEST news. This is the news I kept telling myself to “blog about”. I didn’t seem to find the time to blog until now, though. So here I am, a week or two after deciding, finally telling the internet  world my decision. Purdue is a beautiful school with a lot of opportunity. It’s a university full of intelligent, personable people. I initially was admitted into the College of Education for Special Education, however, I submitted an Application Change Form to switch my major to Speech, Language, and Hearing Sciences. Fingers crossed my major is changed! I’d love to become a speech pathologist. There is a lot I still have to do to prepare for my transition to Purdue. I’ve been on Facebook trying to find a roommate. I met a girl who’s very interested in rooming with me, but she hasn’t fully committed. (She’s 99% sure she’s choosing Purdue). It would be amazing if I did end up rooming with her though, we seem to have a lot in common! I also have to attend the STAR program. The STAR program is a one day even that takes pace in either June or July. During STAR I will register for classes with my academic adviser and get to know my way around campus more. I also am considering auditioning for a choir. Purdue actually has a lot of opportunities for students who enjoy singing. Though the school itself does not allow students to major in music, there is the PMO (Purdue Musical Organizations). Among the organizations is the Purduettes (Sounds horrendously geeky) and the Purdue University Choir.The Purduettes is the all girls choir. Being a part of the Purduettes would be very time consuming, but they seem to have many great opportunities. They travel! That’s a big selling point for me. The University Choir is a basic choir with boys and girls. It’s not as big of a time commitment to be in the University Choir; I don’t think they travel. I’m still not 100% sure if I’m going to audition or not. I’m kind of afraid to. I’ve never truly auditioned for a professional singing group, so I’m a bit nervous. Plus, i’m not 100% compassionate. I’m still deciding whether or not I want to rush for a sorority too. There’s so much I want to do, I just hope I choose the right things! 

 

Alright…now all I have to say is, BOILER UP!

 

 

What’s with the pink?! Oh, and College.

I don’t understand. I’m usually not one for the color pink. I mean, I admit I do own some pink shirts…but the fact that my blog is pink is throwing me off. Strangely…I like it. I think it adds a good color against the white. I am sounding majorly girly right now. Do you like the pink?

Anyways, on a completely different topic…let’s talk college.

College, college, college.

Stressful

Amazing

Crazy

College.

Currently, I’m a student at my town’s community college. I’m a freshman, and things are going pretty well! However, this whole community college thing is temporary…I’m transferring in the fall! I applied to four schools.

1. Purdue University – ACCEPTED

2. University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign -STILL WAITING.

3. Indiana University – ACCEPTED.

4. University of Wisconsin-Madison -STILL WAITING.

So as I noted above, I’ve been accepted into two out of the four schools so far; Indiana University and Purdue University! It’s exciting to know that my hard work is paying off. I’m looking forward to transfer and start something new.

Alright, I’m thinking about changing the pink now…

Later days,

Miranda

 

“Oye, with the poodles already!”

I have this thing for Gilmore Girls. Some may call it an obsession, others might call it love. Call it what you want, but I am a Gilmore Girls enthusiast.

When I was in 8th grade, I received the Gilmore Girls series. Yes, I had every single episode of Gilmore Girls in the palms of my hands. It was glorious. I had only seen a few episodes before, but insisted that Santa Claus bring me the whole series. I spent my entire winter break watching Gilmore Girls. To this day, I still watch it. No, I don’t watch it every day or anything. However, it’s what I’ll put on late at night, when there is nothing else on TV, or when I’m having a bad day. I used to want to be Rory Gilmore. No joke. I looked up to her TV character. Is that weird? Nah, I don’t think so. I actually think her character makes a really great role model. She always put herself first, did extremely well in school, and seemed to have a pretty awesome, kind-hearted personality. She was witty, beautiful, geeky, and charming. I loved her. I still do.

If you haven’t seen Gilmore Girls, it’s not too late! They still play re-runs on TV. I warn you though, you might get attached like I did. Okay, maybe not.

Why am I writing a post about Gilmore Girls? Because I saw this post on Pinterest (Yes, I’m a pinner), and it made me think of the show. You know what’s playing as I type this? Gilmore Girls. Shocker!

           

Okay, I’ll stop talking about Gilmore Girls now.

This was kind of a strange post.

Later days,

Miranda

Hola, Hello, Greetings, What’s Happening?

Hello fellow bloggers, Miranda here. This is my new blog entitled “Miranda the Brave”. For those of you who don’t know me, which is probably all of you, i’ll start by giving you some basic information. I hope that you will get to know me better by reading my posts. I think that my posts will allow you to know me on a more personal level.

So here are the basics: My name is Miranda. I have one middle name and one Saint Name. As a Catholic, when I received my confirmation, I had to chose a saint to study. This saint’s name then became my “Saint Name”. Therefore, according to the Catholic faith, my name is Miranda Lee Catherine [insert last name here]. However, on my birth certificate it reads Miranda Lee [Insert last name here]. Sorry, I don’t trust y’all enough yet to give you my last name. Ha-ha. Creepers out there, ya know?

I reside in the fabulous state of Illinois. Luckily, I’m not in southern Illinois. I’ve grown up around Chicago my entire life. I do love the city a lot. It’s a fun place to visit and people watch. There is never a dull day in Chi-town.

I’m 18-years-old. Yes, the fabulous age of 18 when everything is confusing and i’m still doing that whole “self discovery” thing. The age where you don’t know “who you are” yet, you don’t know “what you want”, but somehow you manage to go along with each crazy, frustrating, beautiful day. Oh yes, that lovely age.

I have a family. Yes, yes I do. I’m a lucky girl. I’m able to say that my parents are still happily married. This is rare in our society today, which is rather sad. I have one older sister. She’s my half sister, but of course I love her just the same! She’s much older than me and not around much, but I continue to miss her and admire her. I have two younger sisters as well. You might as well call them Beevus and Butthead. They’re two peas in a pod that couldn’t live without each other. They’re complete idiots most of the time, but yet I love them. They can be obnoxious, annoying, and somehow sweet all at the same time. They’re your typical younger siblings. They’re both in their awkward middle school years; lucky them. My favorite sibling? My dog. His name is Charlie. Charlie is a gooldendoodle. He’s completely adorable, lovable, playful, and the best dog ever. Seriously.

Hobbies: Blogging!, watching Gilmore Girls, studying (forced hobby), working (mandatory hobby), writing, reading, photography, sleeping, eating, breathing. The usual.

Adjectives that describe me: creative, compassionate, musical, sociable, stubborn

Hmm, what else is there to share about me? I suppose there is a lot considering this is only my first post. I could tell you about my heartaches, incredible moments, happy days and bad days, dreams, and wishes. I could tell you a lot. However, I think that throughout this blog you will learn about me yourself. You’ll understand the type of person I am, you’ll learn my lingo, and hopefully, you’ll grow to like me.

Later days,

Miranda