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college: university of missouri columbia
year: sophomore
age: 20
major: strategic communications (with minors in business and sociology)
hair color: ginger
employment: mc sports
sorority: kappa alpha theta
likes: sports, crafts, music, strange tv shows, shopping, painting my nails, coke
dislikes: working out, studying, reality tv, winter, mornings

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  • Summer 2010: at CMH chalking car windows with Becca and Micah Cribbs
    • We wandered through the parking lot leaving kind messages on the windows of parked cars, messages like: "Have a nice day!" "You're wonderful!" "Pinocchio!" And as we left a security car come screeching around the street. We dropped our window-chalk paint as the car approached and told us to stay here and wait till the police arrived. We're freaking out. Until Officer Gammell shows up and we set the story straight. "Well, I'd actually kind of like someone to write that on my car," Officer Gammell said. Apparently there had been some thefts in the CMH parking lot earlier that week. Go figure. They wished us well and we continued on our way...
  • Ticket: Returning from our track BBQ
    • I was listening to Shwayze's "Buzzin'" and not really paying attention to how fast I was going. What I was going was 19 miles over. I was pulled over and given a $125 ticket. Great.
  • Expired Plates: After swimming at Lindsey's house
    • I'm only wearing a swimsuit with a tshirt pulled over, so as I see the lights and pull over I grab a towel that cover my legs with and wait patiently. He tells me my plates are expired and I tell him I will get my dad on it right away.
  • Lights Out: Coming home late at night from Springfield
    • Eh. No story here. The lights were out around my license plate and the officer just let me know.
  • End of Summer 2010: Cops come to Abbie's House
    • I drove to KC for literally less than 24 hours, but for my dear Rachel's birthday party it was worth it. A few hours into the party we decided to make a trip to the gas station (to buy baby cheeses of course) apparently some of the neighbors had seen us at Abbie's mom's boyfriend's house and thought that with many young hooligans running around, something had to be up...because the cops came knocking on the door. Sarah Nadler and I immediately locked ourselves in the bathroom and texted the girls outside to see what the story was. Abbie's mom, who was home, came to the door an explained who she was and that there was in fact "supervision" and that was that.
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apr 8 2011 +