Is this real life?

Honestly, I don't even know how I survived this past weekend. I also don't even know where to begin telling everything that happened this weekend. Hands down though this was probably the best weekend of my life. Friday was Date Party and that was definitely one for the books. But sorry yall, what happens at date party, stays at date party. Lets just say if you weren't there, you seriously missed out. Now on to why I could die happy after Saturday night. Beating duke seriously made my life complete. First off, if you are reading this and you didn't know that we beat the Blue Devils then please go throw yourself off of Torg Bridge and never read my blog again, you are not worthy.

Top 10 moments of Virginia Tech putting Duke in their place:

10. The amazing seats KMart got us for the game. During warm ups Im pretty positive one of the Duke players could hear KMart and I talking about him. whoops. 

9. Gameday being at Cassell in general. Didn't quite make it to College Gameday, but even being in the same place as the ESPN correspondents made me the happiest girl in the world. 

8. Figuring out that Kyle Singler looks like the creepy guy from The DaVinci Code. He was probably torturing himself like that guy did in the movie after how he played. 

7. Being on TV was sweet. Ya know the first of many times I plan on being on ESPN in my life.
6. The "Who's your daddy" chants to Seth Curry were perfect, sorry bout it but Dell was clearly the only one to ever grace Cassell Coliseum with his talents. 

5.Getting to watch Sportscenter over and over again, and getting to see the highlights over and over again. It probably sunk in that we actually won after the 2nd or 3rd time of watching it.

4. Rushing the court was soooooooo amazing. Even before the buzzer sounded the aisles were packed with people waiting. I'm not talking just students. People of all ages. Hokienation represent!

3. It was beyond hilarious this morning while hanging out with a certain basketballer in squires, he could not understand why everyone was staring at him. Oh, I don't know maybe because you scored 12 points in the game and beat the number one team in the country?

2. Being in the same place, being feet away from a straight up legend. Dicky V is who I'm talking about in case yall didn't know. The thought of jumping over the sheriff, and around the ESPN camera crew to touch him seriously crossed my mind for about 5 seconds.

1.  After beating BC tomorrow and Clemson on saturday (lets cross our fingers, and pray), come selection sunday we should be able to say Hi Haters, and be on our way to the NCAA tournament for the first time in a while. See ya never (well at least until next season) N-ot I-mportant T-ournament, Not Invited Tournament, ect.

In sports, like in life, their are no guarantees,that's what makes games like saturday's so amazing.


HannyB

for your listening pleasure

Its thursday in Blacksburg..you know what that means.

rain or shine, we do it big.



Hanny B

What are you thinking? McComas Edition

I just missed Sportscenter's top ten for this so you people better appreciate me:

So I just need to get this off my chest, Im sure many of you, especially the girls, have experienced some of this first hand. I go to the gym quite a bit, and here are some of the things I ponder while on the elliptical for an hour wanting to shoot myself..
1. Girls who wear only sports bras to the gym: WE GET IT! You think you are hott, chances are you probably are, but come onnnn the gym isn't over 100 degrees, there is no need to wear that little clothing. You aren't making me feel bad about myself, I'm just judging you from my elliptical because you look retarded. There is no point, the guys aren't checking you out. They are too busy checking themselves out in the wall of mirrors or other guys. This brings me to my next point.
2. Guys checking other guys out. Try and make it a little less obvious next time you check each other out while pumping iron guys. I cannot tell you how many guys I watched in a one hour span do this. I mean I get it, you don't wanna feel inferior, so you wanna check out the competition. Well I'm going to let you in on a little secret: us girls are checking you out, because watching the Vandy Tennessee game wasn't entertaining the first time around let alone the second time its playing on ESPN, so obviously we watch down in the weight room instead.
3. Guys wearing hats to the gym. I just don't get it! What purpose does wearing a hat to the gym serve? Is your hair messed up? Do you have a bald spot? Honestly when Im checking you out from above I'm not even looking at your face/ head. Is it a ploy to look a little more decent while sweating profusely? When I go to the gym Im not worried about what my hair looks like, and neither should you. I would understand this if you were running outside, but you are inside, you aren't trying to block the sun, so leave the hat in your car the next time you walk into McComas, because you just look ridiculous.
4. Wearing full sweats to work out in. What are you trying to make weight for high school wrestling or something? Its February, I understand, but its called layers people. You look stupid in full sweatpants and a sweatshirt or jacket zipped all the way up when you're exercising INSIDE. Its called a thermostat, and the employees at McComas do a pretty dandy job of keeping it a somewhat tolerable temperature. You literally make me sweat more by just watching you attempt to work out with an extra 10lbs of clothing on. So take the extra 2 seconds to put some shorts and a t-shirt on under your sweatsuit and do us all a favor.
5. Wearing soccer jerseys to the gym. Its even better when you and your buddy are in matching Ronaldo jerseys, that was the highlight of my workout. I didn't know it was twin day? Sorry to break it to ya GDI's, but wearing Ronaldo's jersey isn't going to help you look anything like his sexiness. In my opinion its only acceptable to wear a soccer jersey during the world cup or if you're foreign, unless youre attending a jock jams/ jersey themed social, and then i am just shaking my head at you in disappointment because you didn't have a football/ basketball jersey to sport, or even worse..you chose to wear said soccer jersey over a football/ basketball one, and then I'm just judging your morals.

Well thats about it for my ranting about the gym. My weekend starts tomorrow thank all that is holy. Sorry to those of you who did not acquire Duke tickets in the lottery, it happens to the best of us, but oh wait, I have a ticket anyway. You win some you lose some folks. Im sure you'll have as much fun watching it in the comfort of your own home. I was being totally sarcastic about that.

Have a lovely thursday you filthy animals.


HB

Top 10 moments of my weekend in the dirty south

Sorry it took me so long! I see that many of you frantically checked to see if i had written anything new, creepers.

10. Meeting my future husband, Jonathan, the President of Sigma Phi Epsilon at Georgia Tech. Boy was he a fratstar i'd be willing to make a sandwich or two for.
9. Getting phone calls from Babe about her crazy weekend. The girl has no shame, gotta love her. Glad someone was making progress with their fratstar.
8. Getting text messages from a PNL (potential new little)! I cant wait to let crafting take over my life, but no worries ill still find time to blog!
7. Meeting a bunch of new people at the ACC leadership conference. Shout out to Miss UNC, Miss SGA, DMB bro, and Terrapin. Everyone was so cool, minus Marco from UVA. After him telling me his name and that he was from THE university of virginia, it took everything in me not to punch him in the face. Seriously the epitome of everything that I hate about UVA. Us losing to them in basketball on saturday did not help. Thanks a lot Seth.
6. I conquered my fear of sharks at the Atlanta Aquarium, i touched a shark! be jealous you're not as much of a bad ass as i am. step your game up people. Im probs gonna be on Shark week.
5. Sitting on the front lawn in couches with the brothers of Sig Ep and my 2 news friends Miss SGA and Miss UNC until about 3am and then realizing that we have to be at breakfast at 7:30AM.. yeah we were definitely quite entertaining the next morning.
4. Meeting tons of sistas from Georgia Tech! also the one random sista i met in a five guys in Charlotte NC on the way home. My lovely sorority definitely dominated the ACC this weekend. holla at your girl <3
3. Eating waffle house 3 times in 48 hours (not by choice, GT thought it would be a great idea to feed it to us both mornings since waffle house was started in the ATL) Im judging myself, feel free to judge as well
2. Getting hollered at by more than one ACC athlete this weekend. They love them some white girls. Shout out to Too Tall, Georgia Tech's defensive end, i give him A for effort in trying to convince me to invite him back to my hotel room. Not my cup of tea, sorryyyy.
1. Watching more than one species of animal doing the dirty at the Atlanta Aquarium. Hey, at least someone's getting some. Pictures to follow in a few days.

I was sad to miss such a fun weekend in the Burg though. Shout out to Ms. DR, it was her 21st birthday this weekend! Dont worry we shall commence raging this weekend at date party! Also, i cannot wait for the Duke game this weekend!!!!!! I dont think i will be able to contain my excitement when College Gameday gets here! KMart and I have phenomenal seats for the game, and if we win i will probably die right then and there in Cassel Coliseum. Unfortunately Babes will not be with us this weekend to partake in the festivities, but i will rage in your honor baby. Babes is now sitting next to me so I guess i should pay attention to her.

Stay Classy Blacksburg


HannyB

An Ode to Apartment 306

For those of you who have had the pleasure of gracing your presence in apartment 306, you probably have witnessed the shitshow that we reside in. Well as of right now it looks like valentines day, a frat house, and more than one little sister basket threw up in this joint. Im sure for any of you who have stepped into our apartment has made the mistake of complimenting my roommate, CThokie, on the fabulous bedazzled Hokies letters above the bar.. Rookie mistake my friends. Honestly yall, I don't even know where to begin but I promised my other 2 roomies little miss glitter and hott mess that i would write this so here we are. Whether it be late monday nights getting drunk off of wine and entertaining the idea of dropping out of college and becoming groupies, trying to kill a centipede that crawled out of my sink drain (insert "how many sorostitutes does it take" jokes here), or realizing that the people who work at Jimmy Johns answer "Hey ____" every time we call, there is never a dull moment when we're all actually in the apartment at the same time. For your reading pleasure I've decided to do a little synopsis on why each of my roomies hold a place in my supposedly small and apparently non-existent heart. First comes first is Hott Mess. She had the pleasure of being my cell mate in the oh so lavish Lee Hall last year (5th floor represent) She comes from the land of NOVA which apparently stretches from sea to shining sea if you ask anyone where they are from at Virginia Tech. Although I got sexiled every other weekend last year, we have grown to be tighter than jeggings would be on an NFL middle linebacker and I wouldn't have it any other way. She is consistently the source of my morning humor on the weekends when she stumbles out of her room looking like a raccoon, and utters a combination of the following statements.."i'm still drunk","wtf did i do last night", and "i lost my camera again." (she's almost as infamous for losing everything she owns as Babes, but no one is on Babes level.)  Next comes CThokie. She comes from the north, Connecticut to be exact. (i'm sorry, damn liberals) She puts up with me taking over half of the bathroom counter and my obsession with playing my random choices in music during all hours of the day and night (disclaimer for whom i live in the sratcastle with next year) . I know I can always parade into her room and complain about how much my life sucks.. she usually just responds with some sort of version of "you are retarded," but hey ill take what i can get. If you read the last post about said walk of shame, CThokie is the one responsible for the chanting of "walk of shame" and proceeded to pound on top of her ruby red mazda as i embarrassingly stumbled out of the car.. that morning was definitely one for the books. Last but definitely not least is little miss glitter. If you know this biddy then you definitely know why this name fits her to a tee. She is from the supposed "first state", yeah freakin Delaware. Sidenote: who else has noticed that the losers from delaware literally all hang out with eachother? If you know one you know all. But anyway. She loves anything that is remotely glittery/bedazzled or anything that has bunnies on it. She is 19 going on 7(but really). She probably changes her mind more times than Brett Favre did when deciding to retire again, but hey its part of her charm. Her personal favorite thing to do in our apartment is dance around in her underwear, so if you are ever here to witness this then consider yourself special. Also, our living room doubles as her closet/ second room because literally everything she owns was strewn upon the floor and on our classy Village at Blacksburg provided couches up until about 2 hours ago. As you all probably already know I am the best roommate ever. That was a bold faced lie..it's actually my turn to do the dishes. If i weren't too embarrassed to post a picture of what our apartment looks like right now i would. I've been into many a fratcastle that is cleaner than 306 at the moment. Unfortunately for us though we don't have brand new pledges to clean it. Its thursday and i'm sad/ embarrassed to say that i will not be able to partake in tonight's festivities due to the fact that I have to travel to Georgia Tech bright and early tomorrow morning.

Don't chase anything but drinks and dreams. 

Rage on,

HannyB

My life is seriously in shambles.

When I say shambles, I dont mean walk of shame-your- roommates- cheering- outside- of- your- apartment- building- as- you're- being- dropped- off- style since thats usually when I use this phrase for any of you who don't know me. (Circa 2 weekends ago) Anywho back to the current post.


Well the fate of my night has been decided..KMart and I dragged ourselves to the place where no happiness lives. You guessed it, the Empo. May I just say, who ever created this god forsaken place is probably on my list of least favorite people along with Virginia Tech parking services and Ben Rapelithsburger. Oh but it gets better, me being my scatter brained self these past few days grabbed the completely wrong book that I need to study for my exam. I would have to say this is a phenomenal alternative to reading about media institutions. The game was definitely the highlight of my day besides partner yoga in class this morning. We defeated the Terrapins 91-83, but it definitely didnt come easy. Watching sports literally gives me heart palpatations, buutttt I guess these are the butterflies im gonna have to settle for since I am serious an idiot when it come to anything that relates to the opposite sex. (came to this realization on friday.) KMart and I sat in our usual seats section 6, you know how we do, we're too fabulous to sit in the student section with a bunch of GDIs. The refs were acting a fool as usual but is that really surprising when coming to Hokie hoops? Unfortunately Marylands coach didnt get ejected in the first half like what happened in the Georgia Tech game, I just had to settle for lame "Sweat Gary Sweat" chants, and debating whether Marylands jerseys were ugly as sin or not. Regarding KMart and I's alterior motives for going to the game, we have serious issues. Lets just say we didnt keep our eyes on the game the whole time..why cant my life be like a motion picture movie.

The Beatles hit the nail on the head when they said "Let it Be", if only it were that easy.

HBill.

"Come here often?"

Hello Blogging World, I have arrived! I have been meaning to create one for a while now, but after yesterday I truly realized that I have no life, so a hobby is in order, since watching reruns of Sportscenter all day apparently does not count. I suppose I should give credit where credit is due..I got the idea to start this soon to be fabulous piece of work from my sista, KMart. She made blogging sound so addicting, and I need to get my mind off the fact that my life is currently a black hole, so I figured blogging would be great for me. Also, i give mad props to my A.B.(adopted big), Sweetheart, for the bitchin' name of this here blog. As we all know, Valentines Day, or what I like to call Singles Awareness Day, was yesterday.  THANK GOD its not for another 364 days because yesterday was enough for me to wanna crawl under my Michael Kohrs bedspread with the box of Dove chocolates and sulk while listening to The Boss..(not that I did that or anything) I mean lets be real, Im fabulous and don't need a man to complete me, but comeee on. I couldnt even sit in my usual stomping grounds of Squires Student Center without being literally suffocated by the cheer of Valentines Day. Thankfully I was surrounded by the 2 most amazing valentines ever, KMart and Babes. Our day consisted of drinking coffee, people watching, and talking about how life could be much worse than being single on valentines day, we could be ugly... After the weekend that KMart and I had regarding a couple of specific Fratstars that shall remain unnamed, the last thing we wanted to hear was the buzzing around us about what so and so was doing for whomever. But today is a new day thankfully. Kmart and I will be attending the basketball game tonight, which I am quite excited about. I can always count on her to accompany me in my sports loving endeavors. Although we may have some alterior motives for attending, I am stoked to see if we can spank the Terripins like we did Georgia Tech on sunday (102-77 to be specific). Today was about a 100% improvement from yesterday, the weather was beautiful, I didnt feel like I was in the middle of a tornado, and I get to watch some good ole' basketball tonight.

Life is good, Life is Happening.

Stay Classy,

H.B.