week five.

Honestly, nothing big happened to me this week. I mean, I went to classes, went to the city for a bit, and came home. While I was on campus, I did happen to stop by Open Mic Night. It reminded me of this video I saw of a very powerful spoken word. So here's to an uneventful week in my senior year. Kai Davis Spoken Word: F*ck I Look Like!

week four.

Wedding Week in my world means a whole heap of ill-placed stress. I believe that if it's not my wedding, I shouldn't feel like I'm carrying a huge burden. My cousin, Whitney, is getting married in late October and my sister, Mayne, and myself have the dubious pleasure of being the Maid of Honor and a Bridesmaid, respectively. So this week's event happens to be the Bridal Shower. First thing's first, we went to the professionals at the Huffington Post. Their article Planning A Bridal Shower just gave off some basics: the theme, the games, the invites. Then we took a look at the wedding experts. The article that we found on the knot.com's website was Bridal Shower Ideas. This excerpt went into more details about what kind of games we could play, how to incorporate the groom in a bridal event, and gave a much needed checklist for everything that would be necessary for the day. Now, we've done our part. We've put together a Mardi Gras themed, game filled, funtabulous (it's so fun I had to make up a word) Bridal Shower for my cousin; the only problem is she has turned into a Bridezilla (everyone has seen the show, its a guilty pleasure). She wants bigger, better, more, more, and more. It's ridiculous the amount of opulence this girl wants. What my 21 year old mind can't seem to grasp is why is she expecting so much from people who are still in college, or fresh out. It didn't take much to hit me though; those shows, Bridezillas, My Fair Wedding with David Tutera, and any other wedding television show you can think of are poisoning her mind. The shows put on such a huge production and then have the nerve to call it a "wedding". Don't they know that having a trapeze artist perform your ceremony kind of lessens the sanctity of the nuptials? Then regular old everyday brides, i.e. Whitney, want to put on an extravagant show with the budget of an old fashioned nickelodeon. But I guess the media has that power, to make you want to spend money that you don't have on things that you probably don't want. It's all in the advertising, I guess. Now back to me, I'm a Mass Communications major and I really want to use my degree for good (insert Oprah's philanthropic smile here). I don't plan on being the kind of advertiser that makes you go broke, or nearly broke, trying to buy things that you do not need. It is my plan that every ad I create will urge people to go out in the world and be charitable. So I hope that by this time 2013, that's what I'll be doing.

week three.

This week in the land of Morgan, the most AMAZING thing happened ! I turned 21 ! I spent my week on a countdown and looking for new ways to ring in my 21st year with a bang. I ran across an article called Top 21 Things to Do on Your 21st Birthday. It gave me a few ideas. So to ring in my 21st properly, I slept in, had breakfast in bed, cut my hair to get a new look, and bought a bottle of Patron, just because I could. As for the nighttime celebration, I took in the city with my friends just to get a better picture of what 21+ nightlife looks like. Now, when I read the article, it said set a goal for the night. Their example was to get 21 kisses. I opted not to do this, however, I managed to complete that task. Some guy saw my birthday pin and decided that he just had to give me 21 kisses, there was no getting around it. So by the end of the night, he'd kissed my arm 20 times and my cheek 1. 

My birthday was great, I enjoyed every minute of it. But now that I'm fully understanding my adulthood, I'm realizing that I have to a lot to do this year. I have to vote, I have to graduate with a good GPA (I will have it no other way), and I have to get a job, a real job. So I will spend my senior year making all that happen. Cheers to the future ! 

week two.

I'm still in shock and awe that this is my senior year. I feel like it can't be real, it can't be happening. Problem is, it's going on around me. I managed to get into the swing of things; getting my life back to business as usual, coming off the summer months. The one itty bitty fact that I have yet to cope with is that there is no more undergrad after next May. Every time this hits me, I tell myself I gotta do something. So what do I do? I jump into New York life.

First thing's first, I'm a museum-goer by nature. Being born and raised near DC, I love a day at the museum; learning things, seeing things, reading things, the usual museum activities. NY has so many museums to offer & when I was a bright-eyed freshman, I just knew I'd see them all. The harsh reality is that life got in the way. School took over, shopping took over, trips home took over, and my museums trips got delayed. Cut to senior year and I've only been to 3 NY museums (the Guggenheim, the MoMA, and the Whitney). Upon realizing this sad, sad fact, I managed to get myself to the Intrepid Museum. I loved it. The ship, the planes, the submarine, and the pièce de résistance was the Enterprise space shuttle. I had a blast learning about the Growler Submarine missions during the war. The whole experience was quite enlightening.

You're probably wondering why should you care about my trip to the museum. Well I'll tell you. If you recall me telling you in the beginning that this was my senior year of college. That means that after May, I will enter the real world. My entrance into that realm of life affects everybody that has already made it there. It means that I will join the working class and that I will be making decisions that have butterfly effects. I just wanted you to know that when I make those decisions, I will be informed and educated. Hence me telling you about my educational endeavors. You don't have to worry about me being one of those people that make it hard for everybody else. I plan on holding my own in the real world and making something of myself.