1. Update this blog more.
2. Write a book for me, not other people.
3. Take bartending classes and bartend.
4. Teach English in Korea.
5. Join the Peace Corps. (Start applying.)
6. Skydive.
7. Get my tattoo.
8. Spend less money on petty things and more on earrings.
9. Pay off student loans quickly.
10. Find my way back to England.
11. Figure out a nicer way to tell people I don't like them.
12. Solidify my beliefs.
13. Make turning 21 worth it.
14. Empathize with people better.
15. Complain less unless it's about getting a raise.
16. Work on making a portfolio.
17. Make someone's day at least once a day.
18. Master the art of grammar.
19. Never say the words, "I'm bored," ever again.
20. Get motivated in classes at school.
21. Eat less bread and drink less pop.
22. Eat more cookies and cream ice cream.
23. Live in a cheap house with nice things.
24. Marry for friendship and love not obligation.
25. Have children at age 30 with or without a man.
26. Get a filing cabinet.
27. Do my laundry.
28. Clean my room then trash it again.
29. Never wear Alfred Dunner clothes when I'm old. (Google image it if you don't know.)
30. Always wear mismatching flower patterns when I'm old.
31. Imitate a child's innocence as much as I can.
32. Stay young by always adding to my bucket list. (That way I never kick the bucket.)
33. Stop biting my nails.
34. Tone down my competitiveness.
35. Teach the next generation to find their own voices in writing.
36. Build my music library.
37. Dedicate a room of my future house to bookshelves and quietness.
38. Reach my goal weight with minimal effort. haha.
39. Show my children the magic in the world.
40. Cater my teaching lessons to every student in my classroom.
41. Make the word "humongous" look right in my head or stop using it.
42. Give loans to family members when I'm rich and famous with low expectations.
43. Give more presents to people.
44. Go dancing in a club.
45. Watch "Fight Club" finally.
46. Give better advice.
47. Take more risks.
48. Learn a larger vocabulary.
49. Don't take so many days of my life for granted. I'm alive, damn it!
50. Be more creative with my blog posts.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
Pizza, Honking, and Giggles
So I have this amazing friend. At first sight, she comes off as abrasive and sometimes defensive. However, that's just her crusty outside (she's my cute little oreo). Inside, she's this wonderfully delicious cream-filling. She's a dessert that has sweetened my life and the way I look at things. Acting all tough, she'll mock me and joke around with me, but I know that underneath that, she sincerely cares about me. I'm flying to Los Angeles on Wednesday. Instead of saying, "Have a nice flight," she warns me that I had better text her when I get on the plane, when it takes off, and especially when I land. Same thing goes for the trip home as well.
This girl has taught me many a thing in my life in the short 6 months or so we've been friends, and I can genuinely say best of friends. I'm jealous of her passion. There's a drive in her I have never seen in a person before. A drive to overcome. Overcome hardships, laziness, over-spending, and countless other things she hates about herself (if I'm being honest, she is the strongest, hardworking woman I have ever met and she deserves to treat herself, bee tee dubs). She would jump in front of a car for her best friends. Not because that's what friends do. She would do it because she would be broken if she saw any of her friends get hurt if she didn't at least attempt to save them. It's simply astonishing how one person can put another person first in their priorities like she does with no selfishness or personal gain in her mind.
That's my introduction to her. I'm sharing all of this because today was the best holiday I ever had because of her.
My friend picked me up from work today after an especially hard day. It's 4th of July and there was a big coupon going on at my retail store. We've cut down on giving out coupons to everyone, so everyone and their sister was yelling at me for coupons. Ugh. So when she picked me up from work, I was in a huffy-puffy kind of mood. We picked up a Little Caesar's Hot-N-Ready pizza. We hadn't thought through where to eat it. She says to me, "Have I ever shown you my favorite place?"
She takes me to the pedestrian walkway over highway 94. As we started walking across, I said, "Man, this always really scares me." She looked so disappointed as she said, "But this is my favorite place...we can go if you want." (Always putting me first, God bless her.) I told her no way, I wanted to share this with her. She sat down facing the traffic coming toward us. As we open the pizza box she says, "I love waving at the traffic." At first I thought, That's really distracting to cars...what if she started an accident? She waves to the first car and they wave back, a huge smile on their face as they disappear under the bridge below us.
I look at her and she's beaming. I'm smiling, too. We start waving to every car that passes under us. Semi-trucks honk at us; they sounded like the distant horn of a train, something I didn't expect. Passengers waved at us with both hands. Truck drivers blew kisses at us. Peace signs and rock on hand gestures were thrown in sometimes as well. A lot of honking and laughing and connections from many feet away.
I looked at my friend sitting next to me on the concrete. I know why that is her favorite place. It's a place where you can make people smile and laugh. She told me that she loves to think that she just made someone's day just by waving at them and showing she cared, even if just for a few short seconds. She told me she hopes they reach their destination and say, "So, on my way here, I saw two girls waving at me over the highway. They were crazy-cool!" haha. It's a way she can finally reach hundreds of people just in an hour and a half.
This is my friend and this is why she's the most self-less person I know. I love you, Chels. :)
This girl has taught me many a thing in my life in the short 6 months or so we've been friends, and I can genuinely say best of friends. I'm jealous of her passion. There's a drive in her I have never seen in a person before. A drive to overcome. Overcome hardships, laziness, over-spending, and countless other things she hates about herself (if I'm being honest, she is the strongest, hardworking woman I have ever met and she deserves to treat herself, bee tee dubs). She would jump in front of a car for her best friends. Not because that's what friends do. She would do it because she would be broken if she saw any of her friends get hurt if she didn't at least attempt to save them. It's simply astonishing how one person can put another person first in their priorities like she does with no selfishness or personal gain in her mind.
That's my introduction to her. I'm sharing all of this because today was the best holiday I ever had because of her.
My friend picked me up from work today after an especially hard day. It's 4th of July and there was a big coupon going on at my retail store. We've cut down on giving out coupons to everyone, so everyone and their sister was yelling at me for coupons. Ugh. So when she picked me up from work, I was in a huffy-puffy kind of mood. We picked up a Little Caesar's Hot-N-Ready pizza. We hadn't thought through where to eat it. She says to me, "Have I ever shown you my favorite place?"
She takes me to the pedestrian walkway over highway 94. As we started walking across, I said, "Man, this always really scares me." She looked so disappointed as she said, "But this is my favorite place...we can go if you want." (Always putting me first, God bless her.) I told her no way, I wanted to share this with her. She sat down facing the traffic coming toward us. As we open the pizza box she says, "I love waving at the traffic." At first I thought, That's really distracting to cars...what if she started an accident? She waves to the first car and they wave back, a huge smile on their face as they disappear under the bridge below us.
I look at her and she's beaming. I'm smiling, too. We start waving to every car that passes under us. Semi-trucks honk at us; they sounded like the distant horn of a train, something I didn't expect. Passengers waved at us with both hands. Truck drivers blew kisses at us. Peace signs and rock on hand gestures were thrown in sometimes as well. A lot of honking and laughing and connections from many feet away.
I looked at my friend sitting next to me on the concrete. I know why that is her favorite place. It's a place where you can make people smile and laugh. She told me that she loves to think that she just made someone's day just by waving at them and showing she cared, even if just for a few short seconds. She told me she hopes they reach their destination and say, "So, on my way here, I saw two girls waving at me over the highway. They were crazy-cool!" haha. It's a way she can finally reach hundreds of people just in an hour and a half.
This is my friend and this is why she's the most self-less person I know. I love you, Chels. :)
Friday, July 1, 2011
Damn Kids and Their PDA
So I was walking down the escalator at work (because that's what you do, you walk. Refer to my "Fatties and Escalators" post for details) when I heard this unusual smacking. Not like someone taking their hand and smacking them across the face, but just a sweet kissing noise in rhythm. I looked up and down my escalator, but no one was there. In our store, the escalators are built next to each other so you can see the people going up as you descend downwards. Hmm, that seems redundant. Descending downwards. Oh, well, I'm leaving it because just stopping at "descend" sounds really awkward. Anyway. I looked over to my left to find an older gentleman (probably 55 judging by his greying hair and start at wrinkles) kissing his younger girlfriend/wife/hopefully-not-his-daughter. She had to be about 30 judging by her haircut and sleek body.
The two of them kissed their whole flight upstairs. The really sweet thing is that they were standing with her on the step above him, making them an equal height. Instead of just being on the same step and just turning to kiss, she was turned completely backwards smooching him. For some reason, that makes it even more sweet. They were so invested in their pecks on the lips. They never once looked down at the old woman scoffing at them or looked over to their left to see me oogling at them and smiling. It made me feel like it was true affection. It wasn't for show, fo' sho', but it was for spontaneity and love.
The old lady scoffing at the couple made me angry. What's wrong with kissing another person with your arms held around them in public? Since when is showing another human being affection wrong? I can understand PDA and how it can get really R-rated, but this was simple and sweet. It was fresh and genuine. It's most definitely wasn't disturbing anyone. I mean, it was only me and the old lady to gaze upon them. I'm trying to come up with other reasons the woman may have been perturbed but I can think of none. Jealousy? Lust for that kind of affection? Annoyance? I'm not sure.
The experience made me think of my own relationship. I'm not one for PDA. I hate kissing in public unless it's in a moment of privacy. I'll kiss his cheek when he says something cute or does something nice. We hold hands constantly. He puts his arm around me when we walk together. But never do we just kiss in public. Right on the ol' smacker. Maybe that should change. Not that I'm going to just make out with him any chance I get in front of a bunch of strangers, but maybe I should be a little more lenient with smooches and hugs. Why not? It's a way of showing emotions. It's intimate on an escalator with people on it. It's simple and old-fashioned, and I love it.
The two of them kissed their whole flight upstairs. The really sweet thing is that they were standing with her on the step above him, making them an equal height. Instead of just being on the same step and just turning to kiss, she was turned completely backwards smooching him. For some reason, that makes it even more sweet. They were so invested in their pecks on the lips. They never once looked down at the old woman scoffing at them or looked over to their left to see me oogling at them and smiling. It made me feel like it was true affection. It wasn't for show, fo' sho', but it was for spontaneity and love.
The old lady scoffing at the couple made me angry. What's wrong with kissing another person with your arms held around them in public? Since when is showing another human being affection wrong? I can understand PDA and how it can get really R-rated, but this was simple and sweet. It was fresh and genuine. It's most definitely wasn't disturbing anyone. I mean, it was only me and the old lady to gaze upon them. I'm trying to come up with other reasons the woman may have been perturbed but I can think of none. Jealousy? Lust for that kind of affection? Annoyance? I'm not sure.
The experience made me think of my own relationship. I'm not one for PDA. I hate kissing in public unless it's in a moment of privacy. I'll kiss his cheek when he says something cute or does something nice. We hold hands constantly. He puts his arm around me when we walk together. But never do we just kiss in public. Right on the ol' smacker. Maybe that should change. Not that I'm going to just make out with him any chance I get in front of a bunch of strangers, but maybe I should be a little more lenient with smooches and hugs. Why not? It's a way of showing emotions. It's intimate on an escalator with people on it. It's simple and old-fashioned, and I love it.
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