Tuesday, March 29, 2011

My Portfolio

This blog is coming to you live for the Oklahoma City Metropolitan Library
Just me, in a library.

So upon returning from Spring Break, Oklahoma Christian University has proved to be relatively uneventful. Last week was WPA (women pay all) week, and boy let me tell you, I payed all. Monday was ice skating, Tuesday a movie, Wednesday frozen yogurt, Thursday a sock hop, and Friday was a Rwandan cultural night. When I say I payed all I actually mean everything was free except for the two sodas I bought at the sock hop. I also talked a big game and informed all those around I was about to "blow the week up" and "have a date every night." Both of those statements were false. I had a date two of the nights, and didn't even go to some of the events. So much for the potential explosion my week could have been.
In other news, if you ever need to write a really large amount of words in a short amount of time, come talk to me. I had a rough draft of a paper due this past Thursday, and I just waited, and waited, and waited to begin. It was due at 5:00 pm Thursday evening. Want to know what time I started? 1:00 pm Thursday afternoon, and I was done by 4:00! Granted, it was only six pages when I was aiming for ten, but hey, it was a rough draft! Get off my back.
Also, I caved. I downloaded the "instagram" application for the iPhone and am loving it! Just so you know, I will never give instagram credit hereafter for the photos I will take. I will save them to my phone and upload/tweet/print/publish the photos as my own creation with no outside help whatsoever. That is probably illegal, but who is counting! I mean arresting, I mean...
Here is some of my original artwork:

I call this one: Kendall Maddog Mayes
I call this: Karissa Teaching

Well there is my portfolio. Making it big, instagram style.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

A Flaming Hot Blog Post

This blog is coming to you live from: my home.
I have that spring break glow.

Disclaimer: The contents of this blog may offend some/ make others feel uncomfortable. It deals with a rather serious event that recently occurred in my life and I plan on making light of it. I also plan on speaking bluntly and just want to forewarn any who may not want to read such material.

Spring break started a bit early for me this year. By early, I mean I left the night before I planned to leave, so not anything radical, but early nonetheless. Of course, I had a reason for departing early. Unfortunately it was because there was a fire in my home. 
Around 8:00 pm I received a hysterical call from my mother that brought me news of the fiery inferno that was my home. I knew I had to get home as soon as I could, but I still had a day of classes and exams. Obviously I was quite shaken up and not thinking rationally. I was not concerned with the seven hour drive I had ahead of me; I was just wondering how to tell my professors, "Hey, um, I just got a call that my house was set on fire by a crazy person (I will get to that detail) and, um, I was wondering if I could get excused from class/exam tomorrow." I was, thankfully, taken complete care of by my wonderful friend Amy Kelly. She made a few calls and off I went into the night.
To make a long story short, my mom married this guy, guy went crazy, mom filed for divorce, guy went crazier, mom and brother got a rent house, all of our stuff was still in the old house, then the old house was set on fire. You can put the pieces of "whodunit" together yourself.

So upon arriving in Jonesboro around 4:00 am I went to our new house (which we were so lucky to have seeing as our other house had been engulfed in flames) and caught up with my mother on the evenings events.
Our backdoor had been kicked in and three separate fires set inside. One fire was on my mothers bed, another on a pile of dirty clothes in the hallway, and the last one by the back door on some photos and newspapers. Investigators determined it was indeed arson and a investigation is currently underway. 
The first picture is of the bathroom and you can really see the soot and smoke damage. The next one is of the hallway ceiling.

The top picture is my mothers bed and the bottoms picture is the hallway.

 For legality sakes, I cannot say who we all feel set the fire (apparently that is slander), but being readers of above average intelligence, I feel confident you have a good idea as to who may have had a motive. 
Anyhow, the whole situation sounds terribly sad, and it is, especially after being inside my home and seeing the damage and smelling the smell and not being able to take anything out with out detoxifying it first, but over all it was a positive thing. I mean, if my house was going to burn what better time than spring break? Because it happened Thursday night, I even got out of my Friday classes and one ridiculously hard exam (although I will eventually have to take it)! Also, no one was hurt only material possessions were lost ( about $80,000 of material damage, but hey who is counting). 
I am a bit bitter though. I'm bitter because of the state it has left my family in, and the hermit-like state it had induced for me. I want to see my friends, but I also don't want to leave my mother or our house in general. 
Speaking of friends. They are the best. I had so many people checking on me and making sure I made it home safely. I cannot thank those of you who were looking out for me enough!
On a lighter note, I have now watched all of the movies that were nominated for best picture this year and they were all phenomenal. 
The most fun part of having your house burn down is being able to use it as an excuse/response for anything. For example:

Teacher: Clay (my brother) can you please stop talking.
Clay: Oh sorry, I was just telling my friend here how my house burnt down last night.

or maybe:
Cop: Mam, did you know that you were speeding?
Said Mam: Yes officer, but my house was set on fire tonight, and I'm just trying to get home to be with my family.

or how about:
Jane: Hey want to go see a movie?
Sue: I would, but my house just burn down! 

You get the drift. 
Well that is all for know, leave a comment if it is your burning desire.