Someday, we'll see our crystal dreams...

My favorite musician supporting my favorite team.

What's not to love?

"Chip, don't go."

Someday, I'll get contacts.

And hallelujah they're in the mail!

It's getting bad.

As I type this I am awkwardly keeping to myself as I just flamboyantly waved at a girl who entered the room because I thought she was an acquaintance. Needless to say, she looked at me in utter confusion--as she should have--I do NOT know her {as I discovered a little too late}.

Sadly, this occurrence is not one of unique nature--it has started to occur daily. That's just too much embarrassment for one girl to take. The worst occasion yet was when I actually greeted someone by their dopple-ganger's name. Awkward. Really though, how are you supposed to respond to that?

So...
Next time you pass me on the street {whether or not you REALLY know me} & if you even remotely resemble someone I know, chances are you will get a friendly greeting from yours truly.

Someday, I'll be a narwhal.

Narwhals. Unicorns of the sea. 

~

I don't know if it was the famous line from Elf, a marine bio project from high school, or simply their truly majestic nature that did me in.

But I do know this: 

Narwhals are cool. I want one.
{Pillow Pet form acceptable.}

LOOK WHAT I FOUND TODAY!

"Bye, Buddy. Hope you find your dad."

Someday, I'll marry Steve Moakler.

A few months ago, I picked up some of Steve Moakler's lovely tunes on NoiseTrade & have been hooked ever since. He ain't too bad to look at either ;).

{some faves of the moment}

Someday, there'll be palm trees.

My lovely cousin, Grace :), asked me to venture down to sunny Palm Springs with her last week...tooooooo bad I had finals confining me to the snow-covered U of O campus. So while Grace basked in the glorious rays of California and became a tan goddess, I bundled up and braced the chill of Sun River with the fam {still a mighty dandy time, I must say}. 

Still determined to cross the Oregon/Cali border & see a palm tree this year.

{ice skating~mt bachelor~cozy reading nooks~goody's hot cocoa}

Someday, Jack Dawson will be on the big screen!

I remember that epic day in December of 1997...

No, are you kidding? My parents didn't let me see Titanic when I was five! I remember patiently waiting for my parents to return from seeing this epic film while I sat at my grandparents' house with my two older cousins. Yes, I was deprived of this monumental cinematic experience on the big screen the first time around, so you can bet your bottom dollar I'm not going to miss it this April when it returns to the big screen in....{wait for it}.....3D!! Ask anyone--I'm quite the Titanic fanatic. I may have let out a modest scream when its return to theaters was first announced.  

Jack Dawson, for you, my heart will ALWAYS go on!  {Take it away, Celine!} I'll never let go...

Oh, and P.S.

Major props to James Cameron. 15 years later and his movie still neglects to appear as "dated" as most 90s films would...or at least in my eyes anyway. 

Someday, I'll get the classes I want...

Being a freshman at the UofO & registering for classes = one unhappy student who had to be extremely careful to filter & censor her anger while writing an email to the registration office...


To whom it may concern,

I am writing in regards to the registration process and sadly I feel I am not alone in my frustrations. I was told that those who were allotted the last registration times at the end of a previous term would have the chance (amongst students of similar academic standing in terms of credits) to register earlier. I feel I was deprived of this supposed privilege and for another consecutive term I am obligated to enroll in and pay tuition for classes I do not feel will benefit me as an undergraduate student whatsoever. I also feel I cannot efficiently fulfill my requirements. With rising tuition  costs, I deem it an injustice to have such scarce openings in classes at this point in registration. I am well-aware that I am a freshman and will not have first priority. However, I should not be as limited as I am in what is offered. I am sure similar emails have been received and I hope my concerns will not go unobserved. I ask as a student who holds my education in high regard that the staff in charge of registration work towards a system that allows freshman students to have more options when registering for classes and that does not leave the same students registering at the end of each registration period.

Respectfully,
Brittany Hallin

Someday, I'll have a doggy.

Mom's about to break!!...Says the little brother at least...{And Mom, if you're reading this, I hope you see how the prospect of owning a dog overwhelms me with abounding jubilance.} My brother and I have always longed for one of those big, fluffy, loyal friends. The parental units have always seemed a bit opposed to this idea. However, it seems that nowadays, they just MIGHT be warming up to the thought of making a new addition to the Hallin clan--a recent chat with the bro confirmed this.

Apparently, if the Hallins are to adopt a dog, Momma Hallin has two "conditions":

1. It must be named Diego. 
{Ok, not what I would pick...but sure. Whatever. I mean I would pick something cute like Benji or Charlie. But whatever. She jokes she liked this name originally for my brother so I think I'm glad it's going to the prospective dog instead.}

2. It must be a BIG dog.
{I think we're all in agreement here.}
My top three dream dogs would be:
Goldendoodle/Labradoodle
Golden Retriever
Bernese Mountain Dog

So I'm still not getting my hopes up, but it sounds like this is the closest my parents have ever been to wanting a puppy to call our own. Wish me luck on my canine quest! {And DO feel free to lend me any tips in the art of persuasion.}

Someday, we'll have a home to call our own.

Where has my childhood gone and when will it be coming back?! Nubbles {Natalie},the roomie & best friend, and I have been knee-deep in apartment listings and applications for next year. We are glad to say we will not be returning to our dorm, AKA box, next year but we both feel extremely under-qualified to be searching for an APARTMENT of our own! It is still hard for both of us to wrap our heads around the fact that we are even in college.

Our current little home is getting us very anxious for a slightly more spacious home. Our dorm has two temperatures: hot or cold, often smells like burritos, allows for one person to be walking around at a time, has NO closet space (only a SMALL hanging space and a few drawers), and is QUITE dated. Have I mentioned our fabulous TV {courtesy of Jeanie Braun}...we are thankful to have one with its bedazzled remote with missing buttons and all, but it may be just as old as the dorm complex. :)

Retro.

In our "box".

Someday {hopefully next year} we'll have a home to call our own...