Tuesday, March 31, 2009
I was going through old pictures tonight. I found some of me with short hair. It weirds me out every time. It seems like such along time ago.
Anyway, I think I've blogged about this before. Oh well, here is a reminder that my hair used to be really short.
Actually it has been shorter than this.
I have to keep it long at least until I get married. Then I can have long hair for my wedding. Yes, that is the reason I'm growing it out.
I'm a girl, deal with it.
Monday, March 30, 2009
I had an epiphany today.
A huge shallow epiphany.
When I see a guy, my initial evaluation of him is based on his shoes.
My last boyfriend had really poor taste in shoes.
Not letting that happen again.
I like how I say "last" as if there were more than just a "last".
There was only a "last".
Annnnddddddd. . . I wish American Idol was on tonight.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
"If you can dream it, you can do it"
Apparently Walt never met anyone with my dreams.
I really doubt that there is a magical tree trunk somewhere waiting to take me to a Narnia-like land.
Or that I'm going to sprout huge wings and fly
Or that Julie Andrews is my long lost great aunt
Or that Willie Wonka's chocolate factory exists
Or that a hot musician is going to sweep me off my feet and we'll live in the lap of luxury (but of course we will give a good sum of our wealth to charity)
Nope, not happening.
Thanks Walt Disney.
You've crushed my dreams.
Just kidding. I love him.
So if you are a reader of my blog. . you know that I have never had a good run in with a Russian. It just hasn't happened.
Today at work we were really really busy. It was kinda wonderful. I haven't been that busy at work in. . .I don't know how long.
I get this table of three Russian girls in their mid twenties.
I thought everything was going well. They didn't have any complaints. Nothing.
Then. . . they tip me an 11 cent tip. . . what the heck?
I didn't know this until after they left, but apparently they come in and do that a lot.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Oh my gosh. It is such a nice day out. My window is open, and it smells so so good. Like. . . ridiculous. I wish I didn't have to work. . . or do homework. . . but really all I want to do is go and sit on the sidewalk. Maybe with chalk. Or jumprope. It's THAT kind of weather.
Four square anyone?
Friday, March 27, 2009
So I should be asleep now, but I promised that I would tell you about my day yesterday.
Well, actually is started out horribly. I woke up super sick. . . but it was for reasons that I don't think mixed company would like to know. Even though, now you know. Unless you are oblivious, in which case, never mind.
So I kinda laid on the couch all morning and caught up on the DVR.
Sickness=blessing is disguise
So I got ready and went to school, I was late since I was sick. But oh well. . .
So now the good part starts. After school I went over to Rachel's house and we baked. I made a sunshine cake, and she made some ginger snaps. We hung out in her room, and listened to music. It was a wonderful high schoolish throwback.
We headed over to the Dennys house for dinner. They are so great. And a big part of my fan base, so consider this a shout out.
Scott's grandma passed away a couple months ago, and left a lot of costume jewelry behind. They were so so sweet and let Rachel and I choose something from her collection. I picked out this really cool gold feather pin. If I remember I'll post a picture sometime. Anyway, it was really cool that they let us do that.
We had tomato soup and grilled cheese for dinner. I'm not just talking any tomato soup. . I'm talking homemade, best tomato soup I've ever had. It was freaking amazing. You all should be really really jealous.
Then for dessert we had the stuff that Rachel and I made, and Mariam made some of her delicious delicious chocolate chip cookies.
Which I ate about 8 of today. I'm not proud of that. I was going to kinda control myself and eat them over a span of a week or so. . . nope.
So we sat around their table for a bit and talked and laughed. It was a ridiculously wonderful time. =)
Thursday, March 26, 2009
So as you know, my mom and I went on a road trip.
We stopped at In-N-Out on our way
As we were entering the restaurant, we see 4 little girls walk out. They were probably around 8 or 9 years old, and they all have these balladeer shirts on with musical notes.
An older women, who I'm assuming was their choir teacher approached me as I notice all these little girls staring at me with wide eyes. . .
"My girls think they just saw their first hippie, and they are thrilled."
I didn't even know what to say.
Where do they live that wearing a "peace" shirt constitutes as a hippie?
. . . and a nose ring, and a bag that says, "you and I save the world", and moccasins, and jeans with a hole, and a reusable water bottle, and aviators?
. . . oh. . .
I promised an amazing quote of the day
and since I can't sleep
here you go.
Today in speech class we were talking about how to come up with metaphors for speeches.
My teacher asked us to close our eyes and think about the word "freedom". As soon as a picture came into our minds we were supposed to open our eyes.
The teacher called on a few people, one person said the American Flag, another said a bird, running, happiness, things like that.
Then my teacher called on this one girl. . I still can't figure out what her problem was.
She responded, without hesitation, "Obama's inauguration speech".
That makes you think of freedom? How does that make you think of freedom?
If the teacher said think "inspirational" or "historic" that would be totally legit.
But. . . freedom?
Has she just been waiting to answer a question with that response and she felt that now was as good a time as any?
Maybe she answers every question like that? This is Jr. College after all, and that is basically the correct answer to everything. It's like answering "Yes, no, or Jesus" to a Sunday school question.
I'm still totally confused as to why she said that. . . but. . . more power to her. . . I guess.
Oh Jr. College, go. . go. . may I never wish you back again.
Do not be fooled.
The picture above is not me right now.
I can't sleep.
I am going to wake up at 6 and go to the gym.
I don't care that I can't sleep.
It's going to happen.
Maybe this way I'll just be so tired tomorrow night that I will crash around 10.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
So Mondays at my work lately have been sloooooooowwwwww. I mean, really really slow.
My manager, Zeeshan, has been trying to figure out ways to get more people into the restaurant.
During our pre-shift, with 6 girls standing around him, Zeeshan informs us. . .
"If you'll notice, I have all girls on the floor tonight. I'm using this as a tactic to get more people in on Monday nights. So we'll try this out for a few weeks and see how it goes."
Are you kidding me?
Apparently restaurant manager is code for "chauvinist douche bag".
Last time I checked, I didn't work at the Italian Hooter's.
I think I've basically decided that if I could be any animal, I would be a cheetah.
I don't know if I've totally made up my mind.
Have you seen these things run?
Anyway, it's kinda ironic. . . since I'm a vegetarian and everything.
Seriously though, have you seen these things run?
This is the tale of my road trip with my mom
We had to stop for gas
We had some company on the way
My mom is a good driver. . most of the time
We stopped at my uncle's work.
Met up with Amy and went to the beach. Got Joan from the airport, and ate Mexican for dinner.
It was my mom's birthday so she got in for free.
I got a sweatshirt. I love it.
So sometimes when I'm procrastinating, I mean. . . bored, I go to google images and search for "inspirations".
This is my favorite one of the moment.
And yes, I'm back from my road trip.
It was amazing.
Pictures to follow.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Just for one day I wish I could be a mermaid.
This is a painting by John William Waterhouse.
I hope no one feels squicky about me putting a picture of a topless mermaid on here.
It's art people. Grow up.
I love this painting.
Look at what came in the freaking mail today.
I am so excited.
This little pocketbook deluxe may be small, but it has every banjo chord you could ever imagine.
Happy St. Patty's to me.
Curse my school tomorrow. I want to stay home and play!
Monday, March 16, 2009
I saw two, count 'em, two roly-polys on the walk from my car to my class today.
I was super bummed because I couldn't stop and pick them up.
There is nothing better than picking up roly-polys. Really though.
They are one of my favorites.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
So, uh, yeah, I don't know if anyone knew this, but I have midterms this week, and an essay due.
Whenever I get stressed, I have the urge to run. Ironic, eh?
So I ran a good mile today. It felt great. I actually should get myself in bed before I feel the need to run another one.
Midterm #1 tomorrow. Woo.
Yeah, so I was thinking about it. . .
and if anyone wanted to. . .
like. . if you like my blog. . .and want other people to like it too. . .
and maybe you want to tell other people about it. . .
You know. . like. . your facebook status is a good way. . .
or. . Myspace. . or twitter. . . or whatever. . . I think there is something called email. . .
You know, whatever you want.
(Oh, and it would also be cool if you read all the time if you want to follow me. Maybe, you know. . whatever you want)