SNOW, SNOW, GO AWAY!

Am I the only one who severely dislikes snow? It makes me miss summer so bad. It snowed for hours. I hate being stranded in the house. I literally finished a whole season of gossip girl in a day. I'd rather go to school and work than be bored all day. It's impossible to go anywhere unless you're going to find your way on a four-wheeler (which was my transportation device yesterday). I could have lived without these 7" in front of my house last night. It's just a recipe for disaster. The first one or two inches is okay, but seven is a bit too excessive.

I use to love snow when I was little, and I could really care less about it now. It's a lot less fun when you can drive. I just wanted to get in the car and go somewhere. Anywhere. But obviously that wasn't going to happen. This snow can melt and stay as far away from here.

Memorizing sucks!

Can we all just have a perfect memory? I would love to remember everything, but I barely can remember what I learned last week. The tutorial activity about memory actually made me laugh! I'm such a forgetful person. I literally forget things right after they're said to me. I didn't even notice how bad it was until I started working at my job.

We ask so many questions. Do you want mayonnaise, mustard, lettuce and tomatoes? Do you want that grilled? And if they take a little longer to answer a question, I'll completely forget the first answer to the first question. Some people get really aggravated when you ask them over, but it's hard to remember their order when you make many sandwiches before them.

So I found a solution to my problem about 6 months ago. I ask each questions in a specific order, and I just memorize yes or no for each one. This made everything more sufficient, and it makes the line of people go down ten times faster than asking all the question over and over again. Sometimes I still forget, but no one's perfect :)

Mazes are for mice!

I started reminiscing this week over the time me and my mom were in PCB, and we did the coconut maze. The object of the game was to go through this life size maze, and you had to punch a card at all four stations. Me and my mom thought this was going to be a piece of cake, but we were obviously wrong.

So we started off this maze strong, and we were at the first checkpoint in a matter of like three minutes. We started trying to find our way to the next checkpoint, and we were only running into dead ends. We were both getting so mad, but we noticed the space underneath the maze was large enough to crawl under. So my mom had me crawl under each section of the maze, and I would get to the checkpoint and give her directions to me. Cheating is never a good thing, but it was the only way we were getting out of this. So an hour later we were finally out of the maze, and we both just wanted to go to the beach afterwards!

The Way of Life

I've always thought strictly about the future. I would think months down the road besides the next day, but the other day I started to realize that I'm trying to rush through life. I want the future to happen so bad, and I'm obsessed with the idea of being where I want to be. I noticed how much I have blocked out my friends since school started, and I need to change this. This isn't how you are suppose to live life.

So I made a pact to myself that I'm going to start living in the present. I'm going to start taking life day by day. I'm not going to worry about things that are so far ahead of me. I'm going to take life and live every day the way it's suppose to be. Full of love, full of happiness, and full of faith.

Worst date ever.

Last weekend I went on a date with a guy my friend set me up with, and I noticed how much dating has changed over the years. The gender schema has been so altered. The guys use to open doors, pull out chairs, and pay for most things. I'm not saying a guy has to be perfect, and he definitely doesn't have to be Prince Charming and sweep me off my feet. I'm just asking for a nice, respectful guy.

So we all go out to eat. Obviously I was taught that a guy was almost always suppose to pick up the check on a date, but this didn't happen. We go to the register to pay, and I didn't only pay for my meal. I paid for both of our meals. I was outraged! What happened to being respectful? Everything I was taught a guy should do, he did the complete and utter opposite. It surprised me how a guy could even ask a girl to pay for his meal, and I was way too shocked to say no. This showed me how much guys have changed over the years, and it is definitely not for the better.

This was by far the worst date of my life, and there will not be a second. Hopeful for better luck next time!