i am miss mandi.: EFY oh9

K check it. EFY is over and I am all broken up about it. Yes. Yes. It is really as good as people say. I miss everyone. Hawzzy, Ozzy, Mariah. But mostly, my heart aches for Cole and Brandon. I know I didn’t even want to go to this EFY, I mean really? Day Area? Who wants to go to that, but let me tell you, I am so glad I did. I came closer to any EFY peeps than I have any EFY experience. There was a first for everything. Let me expand.

Oh sweet child of mine. Let me introduce Cole. Cole bear, brother cole, Sir Cole. Whatever you want to call it, he is it. I became his buddy because of a modesty issue. ((I know you’re thinking, say what!? Jump back?! Modesty issue? Mandi!? I know right, but check it. Boys minds wander. And I am beautiful. Can you blame them?)) And I am so glad I did, because Cole and I became the best of friends. Pffft. He’s Legit. Oh Cole. Oh Cole. Cole is the gnarly of all gnarlys.

Cole plays the viola. Yeah. I know wicked sweet hey? Well, one time when I was chatting with Cole, I discovered that he works at a little joint I like to call Los Hermanos. Pssssh. Yeah. Apparantly he manages it. I will be checking that joint periodically. Cole broke my heart. But, it all worked out, we patched things up. I wasn’t really in trouble. I revieved a birthday present from Sir Cole. Nerd glasses ((I like those)) A velvet coloring poster, and pin the tail on the donkey. Yes. For my birthday. It’s rad. I mustered up the courage and gave Cole a pet rock for my remembrance.

So. Last dance. After pictures and all that fun stuff. Slow dances came. I could not find Cole. I was worried. I had to dance with him. I couldn’t find him. Oh sweet child of mine. This is not fine. Then finally Cole comes into view. He told me where he would be. Next slow dance, I found him. We danced, we pranced. We peek-a-booed. It was awesome. No it was beyond awesome. It was BAWESOME.

Dance is over. We sing the medley. No tears flow. I don’t cry. I think I have dysfunctional tear glands. So, no tears flow whatsoever. Until Cole comes and tells me to take care. What the!? Cole walks away, my eyes start to water, then Niagara Falls begins and I am laughing, trying to stop the crying. Hugging my goodbyes to everyone. I head down to the Aztec. I am crying no longer. For 20 minutes. I am fine. Then, as I am saying farewell to my counselor, Sabrina. I hear my name, “Mandi!” I turn. It’s Cole. I go stand by him to say goodbye. I don’t think I am going to cry. Pfffft. News flash. Mandi cries. Oh cute. Not really. I was chapped at myself. But. Cole, he and I are tighter than the Jonas Brother’s pants. Thanks Cole. Thanks Cole. You made my experience what it was.

Now. Meet Brandon. ((The blondie)) Yeah. I connect with the counselors. Don’t pretend you’re not jealous. Oh Brandon. Oh Brandon. Brandon Tholon. A love you long time fan. He confieded in me all his woman problems. I am the love doctor. His favorite saying? “What the dirty?!” He’s a stud of epic proportions. He makes me sweat if he doesn’t have his Sunday shirt tucked in. I probably made him blush. I do have that effect on people.

I saved the last dance for him. And see that picture? Yes. I am legitimently holding him. Zack is just standing there for moral support. But, dear Brandon. Lets get together and do lunch. I’ll have my people call your people. It’ll be rad. Kind of like you hey?

The A. How I love the A. I’m not a true Aggie just yet. That time will come. I am still VL you know this? But, I do make good publicity. Do I not?

I never realized how short i really am. I really am a littlie.

Girls group oh9. Counselor: Sabrina. Group? Oh yeah. It was rad. We connected. Loved it. Nailed it. BFFs. For. E. Ver.

T. Whit. She’s legit. Turns out her daddy is a realtor for my cabin. It really is a small world after all. I had fun. She had fun. We had fun. It was nice.

This is Chey. But not really. I enjoy her to the fullest.

Hawzzy Haws. What a stud. He and I decided many things at this EFY. a) We will become felons on Christmas vacation every 3 years. b) Hercules slayed Scar, the evil lion, with the help of a good friend, Buzz Lightyear. c) TSC stands for Taggart Student Center. We learned this from our little buddy Miguel. Who we learned is extremely strong. d) Never stand over a storm drain in a dress. e) Supergluing change to the ground and inside change return slots is suprsinly thrilling and gives you an adrenaline rush. f) The button in the elevator that says: Do not press unless in case of emergency, really shouldn’t be pushed unless it really is an emergency.

also. I don’t know what he’s doing in this picture. But it flatters me.

Mariah. Counselor Mariah. I love her. She is a Love You fan dos. She and Brandon have a thing. Brandon confided in me about this. She is vintage. Legit vintage. She told Cole things. I like it. Oh boy counselors are the bomb. She went on a mission. Now I want to go on a mission. Yes. Yes I do. She inspired me so much.

Mandi and the weak things boys. Too bad Chris didnt strike a pose. Yeah I love boys

That's more like it. Check it. That tie is orange leather. Can you say hot!?

This is Christian. Also known as Daverl.

Hey world. Meet Jason. He’s Italian. Kind of like Joey from friends. Only even more so. He was legit. These shots were his idea. They turn me on. Oops. My bad. Not really. That’s bad. They’re just cute.