About Bee
I’m not new to the blogging game; I’ve been around for awhile. I’ve had a site. I wouldn’t call it a popular blog but I had a readership. I had to let it go though because it became a pain to have people I know pick me apart for what I had to say. I was young then; I’m better now. I think I can handle it.
I guess that leads me to me. I’m Bee. A 26 year old (I’m a Cancer) in the overrated real world. I live in Texas and I love it. I wish I could say I was a native Texan, but I wasn’t born here. I live with my fiance and my Master. Don’t get too weirded out, I wasn’t sold into slavery at a young age; he’s my pupster. Sometimes we call him Master P!
I graduated from a great university with a degree in journalism, emphasis in photojournalism. You know how people say high school was the best time of your life? Well college was mine. Being at that place truly changed my life because I was able to go places and see things I probably never would have dreamed about. Oh, and I met some pretty wicked cool people there too. Plus, I really honed in on my preppy style there. It was fabulous.
I then moved on to graduate school because I didn’t think I was ready for the real world (aka finding a job). I learned many valuable things there which has led to where I am now. I have taken over the family business but I got in trouble in my younger years for posting about that on the site…so I will have to leave that specific part of life off my site.
Yeahs. Photography. NPR. Home decor magazines (Domino, InStyle and House and Garden). Apple stuff. Laughter. Electronic thing of a bobs (iPods, cameras, televisions). Wii. Veronica Mars (you’re my hero!). Jack Johnson. Traveling. The beach. Friends. Best Friends. Family. Rainy days. Reading. Politics. Gossip Girl (the show). HGTV. Country and folk music. Winter. Derek Jeter. Ole Miss Rebels. Football. Baseball. My dog.
Nays. Smoking. Drama (in life not on screen). Dirty hands and feet. Heavy metal. Rap (not to be confused with Hip-Hop). People who talk too much. Bible beaters. People who don’t use turn signals. Gold jewelry.