I was bored tonight. I decided I'd go to Lunds and get a redbox. Before I left, I felt like spicing up my makeup a little. So I did. In the words of the insane Tyra Banks, it was fierce! I decided on "Bolt", I heard it was cute. I wanted to bake, too. But not really bake, "just add water" kind of bake. I got a muffin mix packet, but realized we don't own a muffin pan. So I bought this little set of 3 tin ones with the paper things that go around them.
Then, since I felt like it I drove across the bridge to my Dunn Bros to get some coffee. The parking lot there is TINY. The tiniest parking lot I've ever lacked the brains to choose not to park in. I squeezed my mom's car into the spot, knowing I was just going to grab coffee and run, inevitably having to squeeze my way back out.
Margaret and I have been going there on the weekends, or wednesdays for a while now so I'd like to think some of the people are capable of recognizing that I am a pseudo-regular. Last time we were there, I asked the guy working when the manager would be in because I put in an app and wanted to talk to him/her. He gave me the card, told me calling was best and when to call. So when I came in tonight, the same guy was working and recognized me (yay, i love being a regular! the "Norm!" factor) so he asked if I'd heard from the manager. I told him that I did and we have an interview next week! I mentioned too that I heard he was looking for previous experience, and he said he noticed he seemed to like to hire from starbucks. I mentioned that I was just working there about 2 months ago. His reply made me laugh, he asked if I got fired. I told him essentially laid-off, and then he said oh well good luck and whatever else, and gave me free coffee! That's another thing I love, free coffee. Haha, always makes a day nicer.
Then I had to attempt to get out of the TINY ass parking lot. I was failing miserably, for maybe a good 30 seconds before a car drives into the lot, and sits there waiting for my spot. I felt like a complete moron as I tried and tried to maneuver the suv out of that tiny lot. They watched for a good 3 minutes as I backed out, curving the wheel, then drove forward; tried this way then that, and nothing worked. I don't know the dimensions of that car well enough to do that. The guy had to get out of his car and direct me. I was mortified, but it was really nice of him. I still feel sooooooooo dumb. OOOOh, my life.
Friday, March 27, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Author
You know, sometimes I start these with a purpose, and sometimes I start them not knowing exactly what I mean to say. Like now. I just drew a 2 minute straight blank. I'll have an interesting or note-worthy day, but I almost don't know where to start. And it's always significant to me, but a lot of times I know it means nothing to anyone else. I'm a talker...I am well aware of this fact, sometimes I know when what I'm saying is not even going in one ear out the other...it's not being heard at all, but I have this need to talk so I'll keep going anyways. It's bad, haha.
So much interesting stuff has been going on lately, I am just intrigued by life right now...which seems really strange because a majority of the things that are happening aren't necessarily sunny. God has been doing so many interesting things lately. I think it's been going on longer than I realize, too (which might be a really obvious thought to some but...). The past maybe two weeks have had seen so many small changes in me; more changes in my perspective on things. I hate to be this cliche, but I feel right now like I'm high on life! How many people get the high-on-life feeling after 3(?), 3 straight days of dreary, rainy weather? Amongst other things...
It has been interesting, and I am interested in Tomorrow. I find myself less worried, and more trusting. I am also feeling more secure in the things to come; I am becoming aware of why the things that are on my heart are there.
Growth. Purpose. Author.
So much interesting stuff has been going on lately, I am just intrigued by life right now...which seems really strange because a majority of the things that are happening aren't necessarily sunny. God has been doing so many interesting things lately. I think it's been going on longer than I realize, too (which might be a really obvious thought to some but...). The past maybe two weeks have had seen so many small changes in me; more changes in my perspective on things. I hate to be this cliche, but I feel right now like I'm high on life! How many people get the high-on-life feeling after 3(?), 3 straight days of dreary, rainy weather? Amongst other things...
It has been interesting, and I am interested in Tomorrow. I find myself less worried, and more trusting. I am also feeling more secure in the things to come; I am becoming aware of why the things that are on my heart are there.
Growth. Purpose. Author.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
My Monday Monday
Today was an interesting day. It was rainy, I slept with my window open (as I do from the moment it hits a steady 45 to the time it hits a steady 76) and I woke up to the sound of rain. It sounded much more fierce than it actually was. Though, being a lowly college student barely hanging on with my part time job, I don't own an umbrella. The thought of stealing one from my parents (and they're might collection of all 3 they might have) has not occurred to me yet apparently. Thankfully, I'm the kind of girl who goes to school with her hair wet and curly anyways so the rain didn't really effect my hair. My gray sweatshirt, on the other hand, was completely speckled though not a solid wet.
I haven't figured out the tunnels yet, and unlike my driving I don't want to get lost at school, so I walked above ground. I'd wait about 4 minutes for another bus to essentially drop me off at the door, but I feel like that's so lazy, so I walk across campus. I like my morning power walk, it's nice; helps me wake up a bit more before class. So I trekked across campus in the rain, with no umbrella or jacket. Trekked back to my 3rd class, but thankfully it was not raining then.
I found my way home after that class, and it was still dreary, but again, not raining. I needed to take the dog out for a potty-walk (she literally pees a bit, then starts walking...and keeps peeing, but that's beside the point). I rather like this kind of weather. It's a nice chill, it's not cold like winter but moist, and also very windy! We were starting our normal route, when I decided to take her down by the stone arch bridge because it's the nearest scenic walking place within, well, walking distance. Usually, with my schedule on Mondays Rox doesn't get long walks (no rhyme intended), but today I was in the mood.
She was so darn cute! She was just trotting along like a little show dog, except with the same dopey grin on her face and her tail flailing from side to side, which she does when utterly content. She just kept on prancing, and would look up at me until I noticed. It was with either complete gratitude and excitement to be hanging out, or a quizzical look to demonstrate some nagging question she could only express via body language. She switched between the two. When we had to jay walk across the street (I hate waiting for those lights), I had to get her excited to run with me. As she ran next to me, giddy like a puppy she grabbed her retractable leash in her mouth! She never does that, it was just too funny to me. Then when we stopped, she just looked up confused as to why we weren't playing that fun game anymore.
I had so much fun. Usually I bring my camera, and the bridge was empty and looked so beautiful with the eerie misty city in the background so I was disappointed. But it was fun to watch Roxi, as she made up for it with her whimsy. She stopped, and curiously put her feet up on the edge of the bridge, and poked her head between the bars of the railing to look down. She pulled it out then looked up at me confused. Haha, it was priceless!
Then I biked to my night class! It was awesome! I forgot how riding a bike is after not having ridden in a long time, because I hadn't! My butt hurts already. I think I'm going to keep biking when I'm in the mood, or maybe all the time cause I liked it. Riding in traffic wasn't so scary, either. I didn't however have any bus encounters. That'll scare me no matter how long I've been riding!
Lastly, I got to go out to Bethel and visit my lover! Hehe, we had our good in-depth talking portion, as well as our fair share of giggles that usually ensue the first 2 hours. Driving home, I just thought about what a lovely day it was. And now it is going to end as lovely as it does these days, SLEEP!
I haven't figured out the tunnels yet, and unlike my driving I don't want to get lost at school, so I walked above ground. I'd wait about 4 minutes for another bus to essentially drop me off at the door, but I feel like that's so lazy, so I walk across campus. I like my morning power walk, it's nice; helps me wake up a bit more before class. So I trekked across campus in the rain, with no umbrella or jacket. Trekked back to my 3rd class, but thankfully it was not raining then.
I found my way home after that class, and it was still dreary, but again, not raining. I needed to take the dog out for a potty-walk (she literally pees a bit, then starts walking...and keeps peeing, but that's beside the point). I rather like this kind of weather. It's a nice chill, it's not cold like winter but moist, and also very windy! We were starting our normal route, when I decided to take her down by the stone arch bridge because it's the nearest scenic walking place within, well, walking distance. Usually, with my schedule on Mondays Rox doesn't get long walks (no rhyme intended), but today I was in the mood.
She was so darn cute! She was just trotting along like a little show dog, except with the same dopey grin on her face and her tail flailing from side to side, which she does when utterly content. She just kept on prancing, and would look up at me until I noticed. It was with either complete gratitude and excitement to be hanging out, or a quizzical look to demonstrate some nagging question she could only express via body language. She switched between the two. When we had to jay walk across the street (I hate waiting for those lights), I had to get her excited to run with me. As she ran next to me, giddy like a puppy she grabbed her retractable leash in her mouth! She never does that, it was just too funny to me. Then when we stopped, she just looked up confused as to why we weren't playing that fun game anymore.
I had so much fun. Usually I bring my camera, and the bridge was empty and looked so beautiful with the eerie misty city in the background so I was disappointed. But it was fun to watch Roxi, as she made up for it with her whimsy. She stopped, and curiously put her feet up on the edge of the bridge, and poked her head between the bars of the railing to look down. She pulled it out then looked up at me confused. Haha, it was priceless!
Then I biked to my night class! It was awesome! I forgot how riding a bike is after not having ridden in a long time, because I hadn't! My butt hurts already. I think I'm going to keep biking when I'm in the mood, or maybe all the time cause I liked it. Riding in traffic wasn't so scary, either. I didn't however have any bus encounters. That'll scare me no matter how long I've been riding!
Lastly, I got to go out to Bethel and visit my lover! Hehe, we had our good in-depth talking portion, as well as our fair share of giggles that usually ensue the first 2 hours. Driving home, I just thought about what a lovely day it was. And now it is going to end as lovely as it does these days, SLEEP!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Some Good Laughter & Some Good Irish Music
All you REALLY need is some good laughter and some good irish music on St. Patrick's, - though I know I will be argued with that green beer is necessary too. I'd say maybe a little irish decor or food helps, but really just having a good time. That's what I did today (and of course I wore green, but oddly enough on accident), and it was fun!
I was rather excited to discover the other day while talking to my mother and sister that I am 1/8 Irish! That's the most I am of anything, tied with French. It also explains why I have such a deep desire to go particularly to France and Ireland.
And for the rest of the night, while falling asleep to my irish playlist I will listen to distant (and near) sirens, of cops pulling over all the people who use this day as an excuse to get ridiculously drunk. I will be serenaded by Damien Rice and Glen Hansard.
Off to go watch a French movie...
I was rather excited to discover the other day while talking to my mother and sister that I am 1/8 Irish! That's the most I am of anything, tied with French. It also explains why I have such a deep desire to go particularly to France and Ireland.
And for the rest of the night, while falling asleep to my irish playlist I will listen to distant (and near) sirens, of cops pulling over all the people who use this day as an excuse to get ridiculously drunk. I will be serenaded by Damien Rice and Glen Hansard.
Off to go watch a French movie...
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Some kind of sick chinese fire drill...
Today was quite a strange day! I realized that friendship is so life affirming. Then I watched people go-kart (i'm too poor, sadly). After which hung out with my sister, and we laughed our butts off, as usual. She's more sarcasm and satire than I am, but we've learned how to make a good pair. I dropped her off at her place before I was to head back to my apartment, and she lives right near a cub.
Because I prefer cub to any other grocery stores and I needed groceries, and well, let's face it 12AM is the best time to do your grocery-shopping (in my opinion), so I did. I also wanted a redbox (my addiction), so I grab "rachel getting married", which I'm intrigued by cause Anne Hathaway was nominated for best actress for it! So I get my groceries and get checked out a TON which is always nice (and a little weird) when you feel disgusting.
I walked back to the car, ego a little puffed; kinda struttin' my stuff, lol...through the nearly empty parking lot. I decide I should get gas before I headed home, and stopped at Super A. I filled up, and I got on the freeway. I was keeping an eye on the car behind me in my mirrors, when I noticed I left the gas-door open. I had tightened the cap, but didn't close the door.
I got right back off the freeway on the exit that's always dead, especially at night. So I looked around at the stoplight and decided to just throw 'er in park and close it, right? Felt like a fool cause I've NEVER done that, I hopped out and closed it. Right as I was running back to my open door I see that a car was coming up the ramp behind me. I just plopped back into my seat and shut my door before I realized it was a cop. I honestly feel like stupid things like this only happen to me (but maybe I'm wrong and c'est la vie). I started freaking out to myself, repeating my mantra of "please, don't pull me over; please, don't pull me over...".
I think being pulled over is quite possibly the most terrifying thing I've ever experienced...nope, it is. I can really say I've never been more scared than any time I thought I was gonna get pulled over or I did. So I just got back on the freeway and the guy hung back a ways. I thought for sure the lights'd go on the second I got on the freeway, and he'd just pull me over on the exit ramp. I successfully got on the freeway, and he got on but behind the car behind me. I thought maybe I was out of the woods, but the cop pulls around and again I thought, I'm toast. He followed me past a couple exits, the whole time I'm stayed under the speed limit (duh) and prayed. Finally, he got off the freeway, *whew!*
I was so freaked out. I kinda do slightly illegal things like that [not exact, but similar] all the time when I'm driving, and I've never been even close to getting caught. I could've crapped a brick. Seriously, putting the car in park at a stoplight and getting out, to close the gas cap?? Only I would do that, then hop back in like it was nothing! This only happens to me; I swear. I don't know that I'll ever be able to do a chinese fire drill again (not the real kind, anyways).
I made it safely to my exit, after lots of deep-breathing that incident off. I got to the exit, came up to the light where a guy was sitting on the side of the bridge, elbows on his knees staring off dreamily. I didn't know what he was staring at so pleasant, yet almost melancholy. I looked over my shoulder, confused and saw the moon. Right as I realized that was what he was looking at, the light turned. As I drove away, I thought marry me! It might have made my day. Haha, seriously, cutest thing I've seen a guy do in a while. It was like he did that every saturday. Maybe he'll be there next week...
It was kind of the perfectly weird ending to a rather weird day.
Because I prefer cub to any other grocery stores and I needed groceries, and well, let's face it 12AM is the best time to do your grocery-shopping (in my opinion), so I did. I also wanted a redbox (my addiction), so I grab "rachel getting married", which I'm intrigued by cause Anne Hathaway was nominated for best actress for it! So I get my groceries and get checked out a TON which is always nice (and a little weird) when you feel disgusting.
I walked back to the car, ego a little puffed; kinda struttin' my stuff, lol...through the nearly empty parking lot. I decide I should get gas before I headed home, and stopped at Super A. I filled up, and I got on the freeway. I was keeping an eye on the car behind me in my mirrors, when I noticed I left the gas-door open. I had tightened the cap, but didn't close the door.
I got right back off the freeway on the exit that's always dead, especially at night. So I looked around at the stoplight and decided to just throw 'er in park and close it, right? Felt like a fool cause I've NEVER done that, I hopped out and closed it. Right as I was running back to my open door I see that a car was coming up the ramp behind me. I just plopped back into my seat and shut my door before I realized it was a cop. I honestly feel like stupid things like this only happen to me (but maybe I'm wrong and c'est la vie). I started freaking out to myself, repeating my mantra of "please, don't pull me over; please, don't pull me over...".
I think being pulled over is quite possibly the most terrifying thing I've ever experienced...nope, it is. I can really say I've never been more scared than any time I thought I was gonna get pulled over or I did. So I just got back on the freeway and the guy hung back a ways. I thought for sure the lights'd go on the second I got on the freeway, and he'd just pull me over on the exit ramp. I successfully got on the freeway, and he got on but behind the car behind me. I thought maybe I was out of the woods, but the cop pulls around and again I thought, I'm toast. He followed me past a couple exits, the whole time I'm stayed under the speed limit (duh) and prayed. Finally, he got off the freeway, *whew!*
I was so freaked out. I kinda do slightly illegal things like that [not exact, but similar] all the time when I'm driving, and I've never been even close to getting caught. I could've crapped a brick. Seriously, putting the car in park at a stoplight and getting out, to close the gas cap?? Only I would do that, then hop back in like it was nothing! This only happens to me; I swear. I don't know that I'll ever be able to do a chinese fire drill again (not the real kind, anyways).
I made it safely to my exit, after lots of deep-breathing that incident off. I got to the exit, came up to the light where a guy was sitting on the side of the bridge, elbows on his knees staring off dreamily. I didn't know what he was staring at so pleasant, yet almost melancholy. I looked over my shoulder, confused and saw the moon. Right as I realized that was what he was looking at, the light turned. As I drove away, I thought marry me! It might have made my day. Haha, seriously, cutest thing I've seen a guy do in a while. It was like he did that every saturday. Maybe he'll be there next week...
It was kind of the perfectly weird ending to a rather weird day.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Les Vacances Printemps
I am all cozied up (yes I just made that verb...ish-adjective), curled up in my bed, home-made iced tea to my left, brownies & teddy grahams to my right, dog at my bedside...and beautiful LCD screen before me about to start last night's episode of grey's anatomy. I have been ready to relax all day, today from the moment I woke up (a mere 20 minutes before I have to leave for the bus) all through all my classes. So, let spring break commence!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
A State of Relaxation: "Right Now 2"
I'm so ready for spring break! My biggest plans involve a lot of sleeping. Probably a decent amount of paperwork too (fafsa, taxes, and all the stupid papers for study abroad, etc.). It actually already looks like it's going to be packed. All of my friends have the same spring break as me! This is the first time...well since like grade school when my friends were all from the same school! So it's going to be rather busy too, and I hope it still has the same rest factor. I've just got to make sure I fit everything together right, or it's going to be messy!
I'm already in relaxation mode: I've been sitting on the couch since 4, watching Oprah. Haha, I love me some good Oprah...and I don't know why, I think she's probably got a GIANT ego. Anywho, that was after walking the dog in the chill, and a bit of kitchen sink-scrubbing. Towards the end of a hard-hitting Oprah with her guest Tyra! (lol) I turned it off and turned on my latest tunes.
"Right Now (2)" playlist:
(these are the favorites amongst this playlist, go check some of them out I guarantee - no $ back, though - that they are great songs)
One Thread - Blind Pilot
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun (cover) - Greg Laswell
Shine On - JET
How The Day Sounds - Greg Laswell
Last Words - Travis
Chasing Pavements - Adele
Into the Ocean - Blue October
Before the Worst - The Script
Bag of Hammers - Thao
I'm already in relaxation mode: I've been sitting on the couch since 4, watching Oprah. Haha, I love me some good Oprah...and I don't know why, I think she's probably got a GIANT ego. Anywho, that was after walking the dog in the chill, and a bit of kitchen sink-scrubbing. Towards the end of a hard-hitting Oprah with her guest Tyra! (lol) I turned it off and turned on my latest tunes.
"Right Now (2)" playlist:
(these are the favorites amongst this playlist, go check some of them out I guarantee - no $ back, though - that they are great songs)
One Thread - Blind Pilot
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun (cover) - Greg Laswell
Shine On - JET
How The Day Sounds - Greg Laswell
Last Words - Travis
Chasing Pavements - Adele
Into the Ocean - Blue October
Before the Worst - The Script
Bag of Hammers - Thao
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