Boys.

The Life of a Queen... Drag Queen

I was extremely excited this weekend when one of my best friends was able to come visit. The first time she was going to visit was over Halloween weekend... yeah that long ago. Anyway, she had just mentioned in passing that she had nothing to do this weekend, and as a joke I told her there was a drag show I was planning on going to. I wouldn't have gone to the show unless I had someone to go with... Its just not something I'd want to attend all by my lonesome. However, it was amazing! I cannot wait for next years PRIDE events. Although I'm not gay, but I am an ally. I was excited to know some of the student performers, and disappointed that Sharon ShareAlike had better boobs than I do. Yeah, a queen has nicer fakes. whoopie.

Although, if you are into drag I suggest getting your boobs from

http://boobsforqueens.com

seriously.

Well, now that it's almost midnight, I should prepare for my 8am presentation tomorrow;]

Nap Time

I remember fighting my parents to the death and crying my eyes out over having to take a nap. I remember having nap-time in a set time in school. Why did I fight this amazing daily occurrence for so long?

For so long now I have been "too old" for naps, my schedule just didn't allow for the refreshment. However, now I find myself a Freshman college student that has 8am classes on MWF and no class until the afternoon. I am finally old enough again to take naps!

I here on promise, that I will nap whenever I am able to. I will nap while my laundry is going, and I will nap before going out with my friends. I promise to NAP for all the high schoolers out there who cannot nap! I will nap for all the toddlers that no longer want to! And, I will nap until I once more have to join the real world and have too many responsibilities to nap. I will nap for my future self who needs to nap. Thank the good Lord for naps. They are a gift. Realize this now, and you will go far.

These have been the distractions of a college student today.

Thank you for joining me... and as of right now HAPPY BIRTHDAY WARREN!!!!

Juliann Therese

Panic Attack

As I grow up I realize so much.

I have had a pretty easy life. I've never been without anything I truly need. I have a great family, and over the years I've surrounded myself with friends I want to be around and lost people I thought were true friends. Most of all I've discovered a lot about myself and figured out some stuff along the way. I'm not saying I know everything, but there is a lot I would go back and tell my younger self.

The first thing that I would tell my younger self is not to sweat the small stuff. I remember my first panic attack. I was getting laying in bed thinking about what I needed to do the next day and if I had forgotten anything. Then suddenly I broke out into a cold sweat! I had forgotten to return a library book! How could I?! I was going to be in soooooo much trouble, and talk about the fortune I had racked up. I could never pay it! I tried to do the math in my head, but it had been months! I would owe hundreds of dollars!

I remember weeks of worrying and not being able to sleep at night. Looking back I smile at my naiveté, but I'd like to tell myself not to sweat the small stuff. The Babysitters Club book that was late couldn't cost more than $8 and I was never billed for it.

Now I kind of wish I was that worried about little things. The distractions and worries of a college student are nothing compared to a child's, but the freedom is definitely worth it.

Juliann Therese