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A Little Crazy Never Hurt Anyone, Right?

In college, the word "crazy" usually implies some wild story or other
pertaining to the most recent frat party.
But recently, it's come to my attention that my friends refer to me as a "free spirit,"
and that my kind of crazy is universally accepted as an entirely different kind of story.


My kind of crazy involves a spontaneous trip to Target one hour before it closes,
picking up necessities such as: new shoes, a new lip color, sugar cookie dough, Jarrito's Mexican soda,
and a pint of Mediterranean Mint gelato.

My kind of crazy is being the last ones at Target, and being essentially herded like sheep,
to the checkout line, and therefore forgetting to pick up spoons by which we could use to enjoy our goods.

My kind of crazy is driving to the top of our Stanford Observatory and putting the top of the convertible down and basking in the utter gloriousness of the night sky for about five minutes, before scaring ourselves silly with thoughts of wild animals and axe murderers, and deciding to move our mini party to the Main Quad instead.



My kind of crazy is sitting down (laying down?) in front of the Quad, sharing our fabulous gelato (we finished all of it...), sipping on some mandarin soda, and taking our hands out of our toasty gloves for a few seconds at a time so that we can obtain satisfying chunks of sugar cookie dough.

(Who cares that we would for sure get stomach aches in about an hour?)

 

My kind of crazy is spending hours talking about how blessed we are to be here, about what our school mean to us, about the future and dreams and goals.

My kind of crazy is having a mini-dance party by ourselves using the genius iPhone as our speakers...
we were prancing and dancing to all of our favorite songs, and then that turned into
a karaoke sing-off/makeshift concert for our millions of fans (aka the random lone biker who was
actually awake at 2am and who probably thought we were insane or on drugs or both...).

Thanks for the fabulous evening, roommate.
I'd take our kind of crazy over frat parties any day!

16 comments

  1. haha, crazy indeed!

    -liv
    http://chocolivlovelaugh.blogspot.kr

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  2. Sounds super fun! Love all the photos. xx

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  3. Crazy in a good way. I also love to shop right before the shops closes cos then it´s not that crowed <3
    xo

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  4. how did you like the lip balm stain? it's one of my faves

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  5. Agh I love that you're having so much fun (and you don't have to go to frats). You're kind of crazies are so fun!!

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  6. sounds like lots of fun!

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  7. this is a cute post! I like your type of crazy :)

    xxx
    Lady à la Mode

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  8. ok i think i like your sort of crazy best. especially if it includes hanging out with friends at night on the quad, eating gelato and goofing off. that sounds like a perfect evening to me :D

    xo Marlen
    Messages on a Napkin

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  9. Great Post!

    HAHAH funny :P didn't the lady of the store scream at you :P

    Love all these pictures you took :) !!

    Love,

    Jen

    www.the-fashion-milkshake.blogspot.nl

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  10. My kind of crazy includes Target trips, too! Hehe. Love those flats. I must go take a look at those! xo

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  11. very chic ballerinas :ň

    independent fashion blog by she.is.the.one

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