pardon the nostalgia

My room is empty. My apartment is empty. My heart is empty? Nah...that's a little dramatic. But I am equally welcoming and running from the new season of life that is closing in upon me.

I'm going to miss this



And this



And this



And them



You'll have to excuse my nostalgia lately...leaving a place as special as Auburn does it to you. Next stop: BIRMINGHAM!

Hoarding: Buried Alive

This show makes me want to do nothing but clean for the rest of my life.



The thing is--every time it comes on TV it's like a car wreck...you just can't look away.

The Tea Rose

I know it seems like this blog has become my outlet for book criticism, but I have to publicly express my love for this book--The Tea Rose. If you haven't read it, you should. End of story. I've just finished reading it for the second time (I read it for the first time last year), and I can't wait to move on the the sequel--The Winter Rose.

through the years

I've had some pretty rad friends. Friends I've known since freshman year, but it feels like I've known them forever. Friends I've met along the way in college who've become so dear to me.

Me and Steph--football game '06:


Me and Steph--football game '09:


THEN: me and cam, single baby!


NOW: me and cam, she's married! (and i'm still single...)


My DDD pledge class at our first rush:


My DDD pledge class at our final chapter meeting:


My Young Life team when I got placed as a freshman:


My Young Life team at our last outing as a team--senior year


Me and Jords then:


Me and Jords now:


Then:


Now:


Me and Linds moving in sophomore year:


My 21st!


My tridelt girls then:


My tridelt girls now:


College is a time that truly convinced me that it really isn't about where you are, but all about the people you're with.

guess who just went LIVE!

That's right folks.

www.megenheslip.com

It exists.

I created this Web site in one of my PR courses (it's still not totally done, but I just couldn't wait!)

Go ahead, peruse the pages...look through my resume/portfolio...offer me a job...
:)

cameron freshwater

Cameron is married. MARRIED! Here's a few pictures to enjoy :)

this is going to be a rant

A rant of small and insignificant proportions:

Last night I got a flat tire. I managed to make it to the tire service at Walmart, but they were closed so I left my car at Walmart overnight so they could get to it in the morning. My lovely friend Stephanie came and picked me up.

It felt really strange waiting for a ride in front of Walmart...

Well this morning I had to go BACK to Walmart when they opened at 7 a.m. so I could tell them the situation and give them my key so they could begin patching the tire. Kaylan brought me (don't I have sweet friends?). They tell me it will take about an hour to fix, so Kaylan brings me back to the apartment because I have to meet with a teacher on campus at 8:15.

Here is where my rant begins.

When it comes to the Tiger Transit bus system at Auburn, I am asked to do two things:

1.) To omit needless gasoline emissions into the environment by actually riding the Transit.
2.) To use the TransLoc Visualization System--a Web page that shows exactly where the transit is located so I know when to leave my apartment to catch the bus.

I ask the bus system at Auburn to do ONE thing:

Give me a ride to campus so I won't be late.

Well today I planned on riding the transit (a step up from walking 25 minutes to campus). I checked the TransLoc, and when the bus got mildly close I left my apartment to walked to the bus stop.

As I'm crossing the street I see the bus. Five feet away from the bus stop the driver came to an incomplete stop, looked me in the eye, and I knew: she wasn't going to stop for me. I immediately began frantically waving my hands in the air, and the driver, still looking at me, shakes her head at me. I threw up my hands as she zoomed past me, confused and angry.

Then I sat down under a tree and cried for a few seconds, got over myself, got back up again, and walked to campus. I'm not really sure why I cried. That part was weird. Bottom line--I was late to my appointment with the teacher.

So, Tiger Transit, I have one question:

Why am I paying tuition for a service that leaves its students stranded in the road?