I'm bigger than my body gives me credit for

I wish everyone called me Madeline. I love driving around historic neighborhoods and looking at houses. I'm obsessed with Reese Witherspoon and Stevie nicks. I love/hate running. I fail at flirting. I blush really often for no reason. I'm 5ft + an eighth of an inch. I love singing and acting and my goal is to still say that when I'm 50.

Text Coffee and college go together like pb&j!!

So I was NOT a coffee drinker until I came to college. In fact, I hated the smell of coffee. I worked at a bagel cafe and they tried to teach me how to make coffee with a fancy, complicated machine and I just didn’t get it. It made no since to me. Why did people need all these flavorings, different kinds of milk, froth, creams, steams, temperatures, and toppings added to their coffees?? I thought it was a waste of time and it smelled bad. Those were my feelings on the stuff.

At OU, we have a Starbucks in the student union. As freshmen, we also have “meal points” to use at the union. This means I can go to starbucks 10x a day for free (well, technically, I’ve already paid for all of this stuff and that’s why I’m in debt….but I don’t want to think about that)!!
I don’t know how it happened. I don’t even remember waking up in the morning and thinking “I. Want. COFFEE.” But all of a sudden, I’ve realized that thought crosses my head several times a day.
I’ve gotta admit, I’ve even started google imaging the words “beautiful coffee.”

Thank God I’m ok with the “skinny” versions of all of it because I can’t control myself. I’m beginning to panic about next year. I won’t have those meal points anymore. So this new habit I’ve created has got to go. I can’t be going to ~~FIVEBUCKS~~ starbucks every day. That’s just not acceptable. As I write this, I’m standing in line waiting for my Tall, Skinny, Caramel Late. YUM YUM YUM. Can’t wait til it’s hot again and you bet I’ll be all over frappuccinos (however the hell you spell that..).

This bipolar weather makes me a little bipolar. So drinking some hot coffee as I walk to class is my way of coping with these miserably, cold, dreary, depressing days.

IT’S ALMOST FRIDAY THOUGH (translation: it’s almost time for my traditional friday morning starbucks date with my friend Lauren) WOOOOO :)

Chat I'm bigger than my body gives me credit for, dude.

Boy:	So, Um, Madeline...Uhh, I'm not sure how to say this nicely, but I never noticed how, um, short you are.
(Although my name on this blog is Madeline, NOBODY actually calls me that, unfortunately. Why he referred to me as anything other than "Maddie" puzzles me .)
Me:	Haha, ya..pretty short!  (What I wanted to say: wait, what? I'm short? haha no way! I had no idea...)
Boy:	So, how long have you, um, been like this?
Me:	(baffled) You mean how long have I been 5 feet tall??  He nodded  Well actually, I used to be 6'2'' then I shrunk 14 inches last summer. It was insane!!
Boy:	So you just stopped growing one day? Or what?
I'm just gonna end the conversation there. This guy doesn't deserve anymore lines of fame on here ;)
Ya, maybe I titled this post after lyrics from a John Mayer song...so what?

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"You’re a snob! You love to hate things. So talk about what you love and keep quiet about what you hate."

Elizabeth Olsen, Liberal Arts
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"Heart of mine, go back where you been. It’ll only be trouble for you to let her in."

Bob Dylan
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I’m on a dramatic search for this dress
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I want to have a marathon of this right now
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Can you get ANY cuter
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Next movie to cross off my list= factory girl
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