Tiffanie Amber

With my final spring break looming around the corner, I've come to realize how many lasts there are.  I straightened my hair. I put on makeup and my dress clothes this past Wednesday. I walked around campus with confidence. It was my final presentation. Not final as in finals. But final as in the last presentation that I'll be giving as a college student.  *I have to present my research paper to the board in May but I'm not counting that (haha) It's been hitting me more and more lately. But it wasn't until Wednesday when I was walking up to the library and looked around that it truly hit me. In less than 60 days, this is all over with.  I'll no longer be a competing student, I'll be a competing employee.  I chose to study PR when I was a freshman in college after taking a quiz and being in awe of Olivia Pope from Scandal. Ever since then, I've been so unsure about how I'd be in the field besides the fact that I love it.  During...

These past couple weeks have been eye opening. My cousin/godfather has been in the ICU twice in the past two weeks, with no known reason with what's wrong. The outcome isn't the best news but it isn't the worst either. He's going to be okay right now and that's what matters, This brings me back to four years ago when his dad, my uncle, was sick. Slowly losing every part of him that I had grown up knowing. He was forgetting everything. Once he began the forgetting process, I made the naive decision of not seeing him that way. To try and remember him for who he was while I was little. Looking back on this, I see that as a dumb teenage way out. When the doctors gave him a certain number of weeks left, my family went to visit him while I had to work. I kick myself by feeling like I should have called off that day, it would have been okay to miss that one day of work. But, I was 18 and stupid and there's no going back. I have my memories of him and those are wh...

It wasn't until I was watching an episode of America's Next Top Model, that I began to think about me growing up. Within this past week's episode there was talk about how everyone has a past and that's brought us to who we are today. That really stuck with me. We all have a past and a lot of us don't really like to share it. While I consider myself an open book, a lot has happened while I was growing up that I've bottled in. It wasn't until recently that I've told my closest friends what had happened while I was growing up and that took a lot from me. Most of it is the memories that come back. There's flashbacks that I don't even enjoy seeing or sometimes the pain that was felt at the moment comes back. I've done a lot to forget my past. I don't have a lot of memories of growing up. That says a lot to me. I was back and forth between my parents households, every other weekend as from a court order. It wasn't until a huge bre...

From reading these blogs, I think it's easy to assume that I'm obsessed with makeup. Growing up, I never really saw myself as attractive or someone that could stop a room to stare at them. Small disclaimer *I still don't* But when I went away to college, my friends were the girly girls and they got me into makeup. I'll never forget splurging on my first palette and the love of transforming myself. Fast forward 2 years now, I've gained experience and confidence through my makeup. Though my makeup makes me more confident, I will still find myself in the corner of the room at a party trying to get stay away from the attention. That's just my personality and I'd much rather keep it that way. I've had multiple friends and family ask me to do their makeup and this has to be the best compliment  I've every gotten. So I figure I'd share my top ten beauty products that I've been swearing by these past couple of months... Some of them I've ...

While I am a strong believer that I don't have one, my heart has been hurting tremendously today, and has been for a while. Today is just the day where I don't know how to take it.  With a heavy heart today, I found out that my closest friend growing up, his mom has passed away. An introduction to that would be how I met him, we played soccer from 6th grade until we both stopped around high school. We played on the same team for all those years and went to the same school so we had classes together. We of course "dated" when we were like 12 and he broke up with me through a friend texting me so of course we joke around about that constantly.  His dad coached our soccer team for maybe three years, the practices were held right behind his house. Of course being together all that time, I felt like a part of his family.  He always makes me laugh and smile. He loved his mom more than anything in the world and of course that became prominent to me lat...

I've been debating about what to talk about next. For this blog post. It's been a few weeks since I've last posted. A LOT has been going on... Currently, I'm on week 12 of school and if you asked me, the stuff that has filled my plate has me feeling like I'm on week 16, which isn't right because there's only 15 weeks of school. While I do have all these responsibilities in life, I've been pushing them to the side. Week 12 people, of my second last semester of college ever... that is until I decide to go back, because knowing me, I'm going back. Two out of my six classes are group work based; one of which I was designated to be the group leader, the other class, my group just nominated me to be the unofficial group leader. I do a lot of work for people and really hope that in return, my grade would reflect this. My one class, I've done most of the work and am the only reason my group is on task half of the time. It's stressful but I...

* disclaimer. I debated about listing out any of the schools but decided it was reasonable to list the school I had previously attended. While I will not be saying where I currently attend... I will eventually list it! Where to begin?  My last post is titled The Beginning but I find myself in a writers block when it comes to starting this one. So then why write about it? I find myself wanting to blog about my life. I've been thinking about what in my life would be major enough to write onto the web forever. Obviously, college (the last 4 years of my life) is a pretty huge part of this blog. College is what is consuming me and has been for a while. But, I didn't start off at the school in which I'll be receiving my degree in seven months from. No, instead I started off at a school 2 hours away. But a lot of people transfer! Isn't that what you're proving? Well yes, a lot of people transfer. But, I'm not like most people. I do though, want to tell my st...