Fight Matadors For Tech, Songs of Love We Sing to Thee...

Let me tell you about one of the most fucking exhilarating experiences of my life!!!!!

It's Nov. 17, 2007. Day of the OU vs. Tech game at 7 p.m. at Jones Stadium.

The Texas Tech football team was coming home after three rough losses to Texas, Missouri and Colorado. Number 4 Oklahoma University was vying for the Big 12 championship, and a possible national championship.

The odds weren't looking good for Texas Tech, but then again, this is the same team that made the greatest comeback in bowl history last year. According to CBS sports online, Tech rallied from a 31 point deficit to win 44-41 in 2006 against the Minnesota Golden Gophers.

Em a junior advertising major from Texas said she thought it would be just another disappointing loss for Texas Tech.

"I was so confident we would lose that I didn't even go to the first quarter of the game," Em said. "But then I saw on TV that Tech was winning, and I rushed out my door toward the stadium."

Em said her friends and roommates had been at the game since 4 p.m. and were on the front row. She met them there.

It was a long game, one tech student estimated that the first quarter alone lasted over an hour. Yet, with Oklahoma University's starring quarterback out with a concussion, it was also a promising one for the Texas Tech team.

Texas Tech quarterback Graham Harrell scored the first touchdown, starting a wild fire for Tech. The half ended with a 27-7 tech lead.

During the fourth quarter, the OU offense began to show signs of life. This worried many Tech fans, they thought Tech might lose in the last few minutes.

With less than half a minute left in the game and the score 34-27, Tech recovered an onside kick for the win.

Soon after, Tech fans rushed the field, thrilled by the upset of the No. 4 team, OU.



I was in the front row!!! When there were about three minutes left in the game we all started to get pretty nervous because we knew we wanted to rush the field but the stadium sent a TON of state troopers and policemen out to line up around the field.

There were these hilarious guys behind us yelling to the cops things like:
"I can out-run all of you mother fuckers, so get ready!!!"
and
"All right get ready, we're going to have to run."

With about 30 seconds left in the game everyone started to swing their knees up over the railing. We were warned several times to get back, but once Graham Harrell took a knee, all hell broke loose.

1I swung over the railing and jumped down to the field and began to run. I felt someone grab my hoodie, but kicked it off and ran for my life to the center of the field. I was met by other Tech students, showering the football team with praises and high fives. At one point it felt just like you hear in the news, crowds get too packed together and someone gets crushed. My ribs felt like they were going to explode but I was so happy to be there with the team and all of the fans.

Some fans lifted Graham up into the air, where he gave everyone high fives. The band began to play The Matador Song and every single out of breath student began to bellow the words.

When this ended everyone began to walk back toward the stands, where people waited to help everyone up.

Things I found out later:

The cops were tackling people left and right, some even got beat up.

The person pulling on my shirt was Katy, she had fallen while jumping from the railing. I thought it was a cop and was like "Fuck you, I'm gone!"

Graham Harrell ate at Whataburger with us later that night. Goddamn, I will forever be able to say I ate dinner with him. (Side Story that I find culturally interesting: Clint was in line at Whataburger and saw that someone had cut in front of him. He turned around to be like "What the fuck asshole!?" and it was Graham Harrell, so he graciously let it slide.)

If I hadn't gone to the game, I would have shot myself.

This was the single best game I've ever been to in my life. Now if we could only beat Texas...

Does Electricity Spark Your Interest?

Some days I feel like the only thing that will understand me is the memory foam on my mattress, and some days I feel like little sparks of electricity of running through my veins, like I might never sleep again, and don't have to!

It's such a crap shoot. It does not necessarily depend on whether my day was good or not, I just never know.

Today is an electric day. I feel it all over. Maybe it's just the cold, bitter wind. Seriously though, so many people dog on this city; they just don't see all the beautiful things I do. Sure some might call it plain, but the sun sets are to die for. The campus is gorgeous. There are quaint areas all over town, there are gorgeous places to stumble upon. It's not just about the wind and the tumbleweeds. Although those are the worst qualities this town features. Then again my friend tells me I see beauty in ways others can't. What a compliment :)

A friend of mine bet me I couldn't not talk to him for a week. I resented it. Granted, I talk a lot. I love to talk, I have a lot to say, and I'm funny. But of course I couldn't do it, we're too involved in one another's lives.
Project Runway started tonight!!! It's going to be a fabulous season ya'll! haha. There is a guy that looks like Joey Fatone, and Keen Bean from Richie Rich, and then some super super homosexual men, but hey that's style.



Back to the stacks for me...me and my soul mate advertising...
This shot makes me uncomfortable, like the stacks of the university library often do.

A Regular Rockefeller

Today I walked home from class, and it was the most beautiful atmosphere I've walked through in Lubbock in a long time. The leaves were blowing from the trees toward me as I walked, the sun was setting and the weather was cool and perfect. The perfect college fall day.

I've been pushing myself harder than I ever have throughout college and I think my grades will be the lowest they've ever been.

I have been worked and worked these past few weeks. News interviews every single day, rushing to meet the deadlines, studying for exams, and working on this stupid Media Plan that I barely understand.

exhaustion.

I know I must look tired, but sometimes I get tired of being asked if I'm OK. One of my roommates is so motherly and so worried about everyone all the time, and I love her for it. At the same time, sometimes I want to scream things like "I came to college to get away from my mother!" or "Why don't you just let me be upset and stop trying to fix things!?!" Luckily I don't. When I'm cooking, I cook to take my mind off the other things I should be doing, so I really don't need anyone coming in to the kitchen trying to do it for me, or take over. I know her heart is in the right place. The thing is, if she would just relax and stop trying to fix things, maybe she could sleep better at night.

I'm ready to go home for some family time. I haven't been home at all this semester and am quite excited.

My brother has some girl after him and I have to go home and be protective haha.

I finished taking some portraits for a class this weekend. They turned out fabulous. I'm going to post a few when I get them printed from the slides. :)

Bedtime

Yes I Was Burned but I Called it a Lesson Learned

Do you ever feel like there is no one out there like you?
Studying Advertising really takes that belief out of me.
Businesses rely on our similarities to advertise and sell the right product; they only use a small percentage of the entire population to base their methods upon.
Do you believe there are about 10 other people out there feeling what you're feeling, buying what you're buying, listening to what you listen to, and working for the same goals?
Odds are there are more than 10.

Sometimes I wonder what people would turn out like if they didn't have all the outside history and influences. Would racism still exist? Would it all just eventually turn out the same? Are we drawn to be a certain way? What if there were no one to teach you about wars, god, or popular culture? What would we be left with?

Thinking that's all.