Health Craze

Recently (and pretty much any other time), there are people around me obsessed with eating super healthy and working out 7 days a week. It's salads, no-carb, low-carb, yadda yadda yadda. 

I am not one of those people. At all.

I like salads, sure. & eating healthy makes me feel good sometimes, but I could never been one of those people who give up cupcakes and Coca-Cola completely.

(Image via this Tumblr)

Diets are sad. I understand becoming or being healthy, I do. What I don't understand is how someone would give up so much, just to be skinny. At least, that's usually the case.

Life is short, really short, so why would you choose to not eat a cupcake for the next year?  I'd rather have one every once in a while, and I'd rather eat good food. Food that makes me happy. 

(Salads everyday, do not make me happy.)

I'm not trying to bash on anyone here, I promise, I just don't get the extremes some people go to, just to look like how they've been told they should look like.Such as Eating not enough and working out too much, not eating at all, or extreme diets.

I want to get fit. And I've been working out...but honestly I work out and eat healthier things sometimes so I can eat yummy food any other time.

 I feel happy eating pasta and bread and cheesecake. Some feel happy eating salmon and salad. It's not all about how you look, but it's how you feel.

So to the people that love food: Eat smaller portions of the good stuff.

Eat a few super healthy meals a week.

Work in healthy sides with your delicious main dish.

Work out a little! You don't have to train for a marathon.

And seriously...eat the cupcake every once in awhile. Don't worry about it going to you bum.

xx, Coop.

All I Have, Is All of Me

Ever since I can remember, I've been one of the most self-conscious people I know. I wasn't always the smallest in size of my friends and I definitely have the worst skin, which doesn't clear up with anything. 

It's always been hard for me to make new friends. Up until high school, I had the same friends in my classes every year as well as my first year of high school. Whenever I do make new friends, it's usually through someone I already know. That makes things much easier.

So my problem here in college is that I know hardly anyone that well, and when the three people I hang out with are gone... what am I supposed to do? 

The answer? 

I know not. 

I try to remember positive sayings and positive thoughts.

I try to remember that there are people do actually like me for me, but how do I know people who don't know me will ever feel the same?

I don't know why I care so much, I really don't. I wish I did though.

It makes me mad I care about everyone else so much.  I don't laugh as much, I don't sing (terribly) as much; I don't feel like myself very often anymore.

This needs to change.

Tomorrow morning, I will grab myself some Starbucks and say "I can do better."

(p.s. thank you angelica.)

(image above via Tumblr)

Happy Birthday

I have always thought that birthdays are something pretty special. It's the one day a year that celebrates YOU, so why not make sure it's absolutely fab? It's a day to be with people that care about you and have a good time. Plus who doesn't love an excuse for a celebration? Or a piece of cake. ;)

Today we celebrated Julian's 19th birthday (check his SPORTS blog out here, which I helped name the url and design might I add). We ate at Oregano's, which is EXTREMELY delicious. Good pizza, pasta, and pizookies. It was seriously soooo good. 

Naturally, I documented our night....

It's always good to get out and have a good time with good friends. This is what birthdays should be about. 

Happy Birthday again Julian! 

xx, Coop

“Life is about doing things that don’t suck with people who don’t suck.”

As said by John Green.

 These are pictures of things and people that don't suck.

xx, Coop

(All pictures by me!)

Home

I feel as if everyone hits a point in their life when "home" really doesn't feel like home anymore.

I feel like that's starting to happen. Being home isn't the same as it was, of course. I'm in college and I'm away most of the time. I know I'm not in high school, and that things change and you lose touch with people you used to hang out with every weekend. But last semester I came home every weekend; I even came home last weekend. But tonight, as I sit in my room by myself, I can't help but feel like theres not a whole not for me here anymore, it doesn't quite feel right. I mean of course I have my family, my pup, and Omar but other than that... Whenever I'm here the only person who really cares to see me is my boyfriend (Omar). Sure I have friends but not many that would ever text me and ask if I was in town or if I wanted to hang out. So, if I'm not with Omar, I'm alone. 

Sometimes alone is okay, it really is. But being here, I feel like I shouldn't be, like I should be with friends I don't see everyday. Though, those friends don't always take an interest, and I don't always put a huge amount of effort in either, but let's face it: it's always been this way. I've always been that way.

It's been one of those nights here in my little room. Throughout the week I yearn so much to be home because my dorm doesn't really feel like home. But coming home is starting to not feel like it either. And that, is something really scary. 

xo, Coop.

(Images taken by me.)

Journalism (Noun)

As I have said in my first post on this little blog of mine, I am a journalism major at Arizona State University. Have I always wanted to be a journalist? No. Have I ever really known what I wanted to do? No. I touched on my distraught-ness of this subject in another one of my posts (here) but I wanted to talk about it a little more.

This semester I'm enrolled in my first News Reporting and Writing class and it's honestly one of the first times I have ever, ever written a news story. I was pretty worried about writing it even though my professor gave us all of the information we need. Although, it turned out well! I received a 27 out of 30 on it, which rocks in my book.

But now the problem is that I have to write an article about softball. I know softball pretty well (I played for 9 years) but writing about a team and what they need to do this season is NOT the same as just writing about a game I watched and took notes on. Now I'm pretty worried. I need this gig; I need experience.

Journalism seems so easy, but then again it seems really hard. Especially when your experience includes only yearbook. What to do, what to do...

If anyone has any advice, it would be much appreciated!

xo, Coop.

(Photo taken on my iPhone via Instagram)

MMXIII

Okay, so I know I haven't blogged in awhile (see my commitment to a real blog has failed many, many times) and this typical New Years post is almost 2 weeks late, but better late than never right? 

I feel like this year is going to be different. I feel myself starting to change. I've been more talkative with people I'm not extremely close with, I've grown real disgusted with fast food, and all I think about it getting fit. So as you can see those three things are some things I want to hit on this year to make myself a better person. I want to make a change; I will make a change. 

2012 wasn't so bad of a year; it gave me the longest relationship I've ever been in (which is now one year and 10 days in the making ;] ) and it proved to be one of the hardest fall's of my life. I had so much new adjusting to do with starting college, moving into the dorms, dealing with a roommate, and meeting NEW people. I mean, almost everyone I knew prior to school I had known for 10+ to at least 3+ years. & Let me tell you, I am NOT the best at meeting new people and making friends. 

Though, 2013 is a new year. I'm determined to never have another semester like my first semester of college. I was miserable and sad. That is NOT how it is supposed to be. So this year (and the coming years) I vow to make the absolute best of it. I need to let go of all these insecurities I have which is probably the main reason nobody talks to me, but hopefully that all will change! 

I know a lot of people hate the fact that others use a new year as an excuse to change themselves, but I personally think it's a great starting-off-point. I'm using it as a diving board and I don't believe others should be discouraged to do so.  

Here's to a year of bettering yourself, for YOU.

(2013 image via Tumblr)