10 Things I Want To Tell My Future Husband

10 Things I Want To Tell My Future Husband

I can't be the only girl who has thought of this.
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There is this stigma that college students don't want a committed relationship because of the rise of "hookup" culture. For myself, that's just not the case. If I do happen to find "the one" I don't want to rush and get married but I do want my future (way into the future) boyfriend or husband to know a little bit about me. (I don't believe you have to sign a paper to prove to the world that you're committed to someone, I'm just using a case scenario here.) Let's start from the top:

10. I believe in monogamy.

There is so much backlash in the millennial generation surrounding people with one significant other because it's become "the norm" to get with several different people and not want to commit to one single person. I just have that "old school" idea that I want one person who is going to be faithful to me and vice versa on return. I have a problem with "hookup" culture, but it's just not for me.

9. I need you to love animals like I do.

I have the biggest place in my heart for animals, especially dogs. I need somebody who is willing to go to a pet store with on a regular basis and share my obsession of taking photos of my dog wherever I go. I need someone who is willing to be okay with me going up to every random animal I see and wanting to make friends (Yes, I know that's a horrible idea and sometimes animals have rabies but still that's beside the point).

8. I have anxiety.

I need someone who isn't going to be patient with me when I'm uncomfortable in a social situation one having a moment where I just feel panicked. I need someone who is going to calm me down and just talk it out with me instead of someone who would just get frustrated and not want to deal with me. I need someone who will at least be empathetic in a sense.

7. I'm a picky eater.

I've been a picky all of my life, but I do try to make myself try new foods even though I tend to dislike the majority that I try. I need my significant other to realize that I'm not trying be insulting by not wanting to try been foods, I just have a general dislike for many foods. I'd love to try new cooking, but I can't have somebody who is going to be offended if I don't like it.

6. I like to have quality time.

I'm not somebody who's okay with only seeing each other if it would just be in the morning or at night. I need quality time and I hate spending too much time by myself. I'm not a crazy, clingy person but I do expect to spend a good amount of time with the people care about.

5. I HATE SPIDERS.

More than any other creature, I despise those hairy little monsters. If you have a pet tarantula, you might as well consider the relationship to be over with.

4. I have trust issues.

Only the closest people I trust(about less than a handful) know absolutely everything about me. I'm not somebody who likes to brag about my life and I'm not the biggest fan of those who think Iran okay to act like that.

3. I don't find meaning in superficial items.

Sure, some girls love to receive jewelry and sparkly whatever, but I prefer sentimental or heartfelt objects. I want something that I can keep forever and know how much time and thought was put into it.

2. I am a perfectionist.

I'm that girl with a morning routine who spends hours trying to make sure my makeup looks nice and my outfit matches. I put a nice outfit on just to stay in the house because it makes me feel good. I'm not trying to please anyone but myself when I do this. I don't need somebody who will the under the impression that I need to look good for them. No, sir, I look good for me!

1. I'm a big fan of random things.

I love stand-up comedy and black and white movies. If you want to go to a rock concert or a country concert, I'm down. If you listen to a variety of music or also have random collections, we'll be a perfect match. I enjoy wearing monochromatic colors one day and then something psychedelic the next. I like to fish, but only to throw them back in the water. I listen to music that correlates to my mood and I'm always up for adventures.

The most important thing that I'd want to tell my future boyfriend or husband is that I just want happiness more than anything in this world. Everyone deserves a chance at that.

XOXO- just a college student who's an endless dreamer.

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I Went To "The Bachelor" Auditions

And here's why you won’t be seeing me on TV.
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It’s finally time to admit my guilty pleasure: I have always been a huge fan of The Bachelor.

I can readily admit that I’ve been a part of Bachelor fantasy leagues, watch parties, solo watching — you name it, I’ve gone the whole nine yards. While I will admit that the show can be incredibly trashy at times, something about it makes me want to watch it that much more. So when I found out that The Bachelor was holding auditions in Houston, I had to investigate.

While I never had the intention of actually auditioning, there was no way I would miss an opportunity to spend some time people watching and check out the filming location of one of my favorite TV shows.

The casting location of The Bachelor, The Downtown Aquarium in Houston, was less than two blocks away from my office. I assumed that I would easily be able to spot the audition line, secretly hoping that the endless line of people would beg the question: what fish could draw THAT big of a crowd?

As I trekked around the tanks full of aquatic creatures in my bright pink dress and heels (feeling somewhat silly for being in such nice clothes in an aquarium and being really proud of myself for somewhat looking the part), I realized that these auditions would be a lot harder to find than I thought.

Finally, I followed the scent of hairspray leading me up the elevator to the third floor of the aquarium.

The doors slid open. I found myself at the end of a large line of 20-something-year-old men and women and I could feel all eyes on me, their next competitor. I watched as one woman pulled out her travel sized hair curler, someone practiced answering interview questions with a companion, and a man (who was definitely a little too old to be the next bachelor) trying out his own pick-up lines on some of the women standing next to him.

I walked to the end of the line (trying to maintain my nonchalant attitude — I don’t want to find love on a TV show). As I looked around, I realized that one woman had not taken her eyes off of me. She batted her fake eyelashes and looked at her friend, mumbling something about the *grumble mumble* “girl in the pink dress.”

I felt a wave of insecurity as I looked down at my body, immediately beginning to recognize the minor flaws in my appearance.

The string hanging off my dress, the bruise on my ankle, the smudge of mascara I was sure I had on the left corner of my eye. I could feel myself begin to sweat. These women were all so gorgeous. Everyone’s hair was perfectly in place, their eyeliner was done flawlessly, and most of them looked like they had just walked off the runway. Obviously, I stuck out like a sore thumb.

I walked over to the couches and sat down. For someone who for the most part spent most of the two hours each Monday night mocking the cast, I was shocked by how much pressure and tension I felt in the room.

A cop, stationed outside the audition room, looked over at me. After a brief explanation that I was just there to watch, he smiled and offered me a tour around the audition space. I watched the lines of beautiful people walk in and out of the space, realizing that each and every one of these contestants to-be was fixated on their own flaws rather than actually worrying about “love.”

Being with all these people, I can see why it’s so easy to get sucked into the fantasy. Reality TV sells because it’s different than real life. And really, what girl wouldn’t like a rose?

Why was I so intimidated by these people? Reality TV is actually the biggest oxymoron. In real life, one person doesn’t get to call all the shots. Every night isn’t going to be in a helicopter looking over the south of France. A real relationship depends on more than the first impression.

The best part of being in a relationship is the reality. The best part about yourself isn’t your high heels. It’s not the perfect dress or the great pick-up lines. It’s being with the person that you can be real with. While I will always be a fan of The Bachelor franchise, this was a nice dose of reality. I think I’ll stick to my cheap sushi dates and getting caught in the rain.

But for anyone who wants to be on The Bachelor, let me just tell you: Your mom was right. There really are a lot of fish in the sea. Or at least at the aquarium.

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Yet Another Reason To Never Set Foot In College Station, TX

Part 1 of a 2 part adventure in College Station

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After that night with Cesar, Mallory and I settled down a bit. We went out of course, but we were just us doing the usual, going out, having fun, making little memories that we can cherish on our personal time. Nothing too significant happened between the time of our experience with Cesar, and what I'm about to explain next.

So, long ago, way back when, UT and TAMU had once been CRAZY rivals. The ultimate Texas rivalry was something that most people would call iconic, historical, and of course traditional, which explains why now that the rivalry is gone, TAMU continues to be obsessed with us *cough* *cough*, but that's beside the point. The point here is that even though we were considered enemies by tradition, I still had very close friends that went to TAMU, which brings me to my reasons as to why Mallory, Cesar, and I made our way down to Yee Haw central. Here's where you can grab a snack and make yourself comfortable because of this story...WHEW CHILE...this story is a wild ride. (get it because they ride horses to class lmao).

It all began when one of my close girlfriends had been sad for a MINUTE over a guy. Her name is Cristal, she's smart, so determined, and when I say she's the most driven person I know I mean it to the highest of standards. She just so happened to go to college with an old ex of hers which, at times made things difficult as it would for anyone. Talking to Cristal and Cesar, and after realizing how much we all really needed to see each other together; Cesar decided that we would go to College station to visit Cristal. We decided this about the beginning of the week, so plans were changing constantly. We had planned to stay overnight, then last minute plans changed where we would come back the same night.

So fast forward to the day, we left to College Station. That day was interesting, we had originally planned on leaving early to get there a little early, but things changed. Cesar was driving, which from Austin, College Station is about 2 hours away. He picked us up around 6:45 pm and we didn't leave Austin until 7ish, mainly because Mallory was dying of hunger, so we had to make a stop at the nearest Whataburger. So finally, after we made it through the long line, we finally were on the way. The drive didn't feel too long and was very scenic. There were trees everywhere, so coming from the city and good cell service to trees and 1 bar E network was different, but all in all, it was a good drive! We made it to Cristal's dormitory and parked around 9-9:30ish, where we then headed up to her room. Now, Mallory and I had the bright idea to ware nothing but Longhorn gear on this campus and create a vlog for our YouTube channel on how the night would go. It wasn't until actually making it on campus and walking around in burnt orange EVERYTHING, that we had realized the bold move we had made. AGGIES HATE THE COLOR ORANGE! Let that be known! And they oddly love making this hissing noise, maybe someone should talk to them about that because it's actually kinda weird.

Anyways, after filming a bit of footage for our Vlog in her room and catching up a bit, Cristal decided to take us to the famous Northgate. Northgate is the Equivalent to our sixth street. Northgate just so happens to also be the only place in college station that students have to party at, eat at, shop at, etc. She took us to this super country burger bar, where we got harassed continuously for wearing and ROCKING I might add, our burnt orange gear. Eventually sitting and talking, we had concluded that the night was young, and we wanted to go out, so Cristal told us she would take us to this bar/club known as Shiner. It's apparently the place to be if you are a student, like to dance, and just have fun.

We had to walk back to Cristal's room so she could get ready to go out. While on our way back Dick had texted us that he was on his way to College Station as well to meet up with an old friend of his. We really do live in a small world, let me tell you because turns out this "old friend" was someone Mallory and I had gone to middle school with, someone who had already hit me up on snap saying we should all go out together in College Station since we were there. We hadn't put two and two together that this was the guy that Dick was talking about, until Dick mentioned his name, Rich. Rich is the last name that everyone calls him, and he is a first-year student at TAMU. He's honest, kind, humble, a die-hard country fan and a good country dancer at that. He's also the kind of guy that is so laid back that you cannot have a bad time with him, ever. After concluding that Dick and Rich had already known each other, we had told them we would be down to all go out together as a group, so eventually, after Cristal had finished getting ready, we met up with them and went to Rich's room to pregame.

Mallory and I didn't really drink much but a sip, while everyone else was drinking on various things. Cristal took a few sips of a drink to try it, but since it was her first time drinking anything, it low-key hit her LIGHTLY. After we had finished drinking, we headed out. On our way there, Rich was trying to teach Cristal and me how to hit a Juul, which was horrible because we did NOT know what we were doing, which led to us wasting a large amount of the pod.

We got to Shiner Park and one by one we made our way in, however, Dicks dumbass got caught using his fake by the bouncer at the door. So, after we handled that situation, we headed straight to the dance floor. Mallory and I danced country for the first time, got hissed at by multiple aggies, and made new friends. The night was filled with fun. Cristal enjoyed herself, for Cesar it was a new experience, and for us, it was a new form of fun, fun we never really had experienced before.

After the bar began to close, we headed out to find somewhere to eat. It was around 2 am when the bar closed, and we were searching for someplace open to catch a bite to eat. We finally found a McDonalds, where we wasted another hour waiting for our food and eating. Eventually, we had taken Cristal back to her room. She felt better after dancing off her buzz and eating something. She led us back to her room, where we left her at the entrance of her dormitory. The time now was about 3:30ish, and we looked at Cesar and he decided that we were still going to drive back to Austin at this time. Yes, I know, we're CRAZY. So, we piled up in his car and started our way back.

I fell asleep for the majority of the drive back and woke up around 5 am to go into my room. We walked in and immediately knocked out. Val had to work the next morning so naturally, we woke up around 11 am, When the phone rang. It was Dick and Rich. They called to talk about a recap of the night, something that has become a tradition with us. And then they said IT. They said the magic words that when said to Mallory, you instantly knew things were going to get interesting. They uttered the words, "Come to College Station tonight…YOU'RE NOT DOWN". After that was said, Mallory looked over at me, giving me the look, she gives when she has something up her sleeve. And by 9 pm that night, the same day we were on our way back to College Station. Stay tuned for the rest…

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