Homecoming Countdown

Yay for a random post! Katelyn Kelly and I had to create a podcast for our Electronic Communications class. Here is our podcast below, where we profile our beloved Homecoming Directors!!

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54. Go to a rap concert

I know in my last blog post I said that I would write about number 17 this week, but after experiencing a rap concert, I decided that it was worth it to add to my bucket list because it is something I never want to forget.

Austin City Limits poster (Credit to ACL)

This weekend I traveled back home to go to Austin City Limits musical festival. I have been to ACL before and have witnessed some amazing concerts (Mute Math, Kings of Leon, Gnarls Barkley), but none as amazing as Kanye West. If you know me at all, you know that all I listen to is country.  Every once and awhile I will listen to another genre (right now I am obsessed with Mumford and Sons) but not very often.

Growing up I listened to Kanye West because he was played on the top 100 and a lot of friends listened to him. I had nothing against Kanye…until he felt the need to bash my girl Taylor Swift. After that, I never listened to him. If Gold Digger came on, I would sing along and enjoy it, but I never felt the need to go listen to his new songs.

When I learned that Kanye West and Coldplay would both be headlining ACL Friday evening, I knew I had a hard choice to make. I ended up seeing two Coldplay songs (one being Yellow, incredible), and then decided to go see all of Kanye’s show. As soon as it started I was taken back. His stage presence, the lights, the background, the ballet dancers; it was amazing. From start to finish I was having a blast. I was dancing along with the crowd and “rapping” along with the songs I knew. As someone who despises rap, I was in shock with how much I loved this show. If you ever get the chance to go to ACL, I recommend that you do. You’ll be able to step outside your comfort zone, music wise, and maybe you will even become a fan of a genre you never liked before. Seeing Kanye West was not on my top things to do in my life, but now that I have, I am a new fan.

52. Camp out at Gundyville

Born and raised in Texas, I soon realized how big a deal football was. Not only to my family, but to the whole state. At a young age I jumped on the bandwagon and became obsessed with Texas Longhorn football. When college came around, I knew I was going to go to a Big 12 school. I wanted to go to a university that lived and breathed football. When I started visiting colleges, I quickly realized how much pride and love Oklahoma State had for their Cowboys.

As a freshman at Oklahoma State I would always hear about Gundyville. Students would camp out at Gundyville and if they camped out from Thursday at 5 p.m. to Saturday at 8 a.m., they would be allowed into the game 30 minutes early, guaranteeing some amazing seats for a Cowboy football game. My freshman year, I sat outside the gates of Boone Pickens Stadium for approximately six hours so I could have amazing seats for the Texas A&M vs. OSU football game. I ended up being on ESPN, which was also on my bucket list (number 9).

Not the best picture..but I'm in white.

As a sophomore, I decided it was finally my turn to camp out at Gundyville. The first game of the year was against Louisiana-Lafayette. Since you campout in teams, we decided to give each person a different shift so other members of the campout team would be able to go to class or work. My shift was Friday from 12 to 3. So far, the weather in Stillwater had been crazy hot, but I didn’t realize how hot it truly was until I sat in a tent, in the sun, for three hours. I brought homework and my laptop so I could watch Netflix, but the whole time, all I could do was count down the minutes until my shift was up.

I was sweaty and disgusting from camping out, but I’m so glad I did it. I got to show my pride for my school and have a cool experience. So far my Cowboys are 2-0 and I’m pretty confident that our season will stay on this track. If you’re a student at Oklahoma State and are crazy about the Cowboys, I highly recommend camping out at Gundyville. It might be hot, but it’s well worth it.

Next week: number 17.

45. Cut and donate my hair

Creating my bucket list is a never-ending task. I am always adding new things that I would like to accomplish and trying to discover which item to knock off next. I highly encourage anyone who loves living life to the fullest to have a bucket list and to start crossing off items.

Number 45 on my bucket list was to cut and donate my hair. This item did not take much planning but took a lot of time preparing.  Senior year of high school I started growing my hair out and only getting it trimmed. After my first year of college, I decided my hair was finally long enough to cut. The hardest part about number 45 was finding a hairdresser who knew how to cut hair in preparation for being donated. Once finding a hairdresser, I wanted to make an appointment as soon as possible. I enjoyed my long hair but it was getting annoying. Summer was starting and I wanted a cute short cut that would be easier to style and deal with. I finally made an appointment and patiently waited for the day.

The day of my hair appointment I was nervous, but also super excited.  As the hairdresser put my hair in a ponytail and measured it, she told me I would be donating around 11 inches. At that moment, I was no longer nervous because I knew that donating my hair would mean I was helping women who were going through chemotherapy receive wigs.

After lots of research I decided to donate my hair to Pantene Beautiful Lengths. I really liked their program and what they were doing for women with cancer.

Donating my hair was one of the best decisions I have ever made. Not only did I get a cute “bob” haircuts, but I also got to help women who are going through chemotherapy. If you have thought about donating your hair, I highly suggest doing it. Do your research and decide who you would like to donate it too,  make sure you find a hairdresser who has cut hair to be donated before, and make sure your hair reaches the donation requirements.

Next week: number 52.