No One Spit Out Their Teeth Today

In my effort to post more, I am currently using Trevor's laptop at the bowling alley. Just so I can bring you a post. Because I know you have been missing out of knowing the boring details of my life.

We have a new resident at the nursing home. While I know we aren't supposed to talk about other people, I will... but I won't use names. We have a new resident and she started to cry because she wanted to go home. It was really depressing. So, I called my mom and told her about it. Now I know my mother is only 56, but still, that day will come when she won't be able to live on her own and on that day, I am fairly certain (not to be rude) that I won't want her to live with me. So, there will be a day when I am putting my mother in a nursing home and she will hate me. A nursing home really isn't your home. For inside the kitchen, I can see that it is all attitude. You will either have a good attitude and get excited every time you get onions on your cottage cheese (p. s. ew much?). Or you will have a bad attitude and cry, only to realize that you are stuck. So, there's another lesson that can be learned from the nursing home: It's all attitude.

As much as I don't really mind working at the nursing home, and as far as jobs go, it's way better than Southside, I must admit I will not mind when volleyball is over and we aren't so short-staffed.

Anyway, I am at the bowling alley. It's funny... I am usually never home. Even last week, when I was home alone, I was rarely home. That's why I am looking forward to Thursday. I have the day off and I don't have school. However, I do still have one college class, but afterward my mother and I are finally going to do something about my senior pictures (that I had taken in June, but haven't really done anything about them).

I am starting to work on the youth group blog now.

I am the Bandage and the Bane

I am the bandage
Everywhere I go, there I
am, I am the bane

Creative Chaos

I really enjoy this song, but more so, I really enjoy this music video. It has a great overall idea and I love the blurring in and out.

Just One of Those Days

Sometimes you just have one of those days.

Sometimes you just have one of those days where you are done with work and in a church and you reach in your pocket and realize that you accidentally stole a spoon from the nursing home. (However, you will take it back.)

Sometimes you just have one of those days where you develop a fear that someone will steal your newspapers that you collect in your locket just because no one understands your level of OCD.

Sometimes you just have one of those days where you realize that you hardly ever see your brother and it is nice to talk on the phone once in a while.

Sometimes you just have one of those days where you realize you need to get back and remember why you ever thought you were called to ministry in the first place.

Sometimes you just have one of those days where you just need to take time and realize how many life lessons you are learning without being conscious of it.

Sometimes you just have one of those days where you need to remember to breath.

Maybe it's just me.

Whatever the case, tomorrow can be another whole set of "just one of those days."

Abracadavers

For something light-hearted:

RULES:
1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, MP3 Player, or whatever on Shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write down the name of the song no matter how silly it sounds!
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.

If someone says, "Is this okay?" You say?
Peachy

What do you like in a guy/girl?
Wide Awake

How do you feel today?
The Last Night

What is your life's purpose?
Amazing Because It Is

What is your motto?
Woo Hoo

What do your friends think of you?
Another One Bites the Dust

What do you think of your parents?
Like a Racecar

What do you think about very often?
Give Until There's Nothing Left

What is 2 + 2?
Shadowfeet

What do you think of your best friend?
Remain

What do you think of the person you like?
Summergirls

What is your life story?
Somewhere in the Sky

What do you want to be when you grow up?
Sound of Melodies

What do you think of when you see the person you like?
Crazy Little Thing Called Love

What will you dance to at your wedding?
And the Truth

What will they play at your funeral?
Shut Me Out

What is your hobby/interest?
It's Beautiful

What is your biggest fear?
Never Take Friendship Personal

What is your biggest secret?
Invasion

What do you think of your friends?
Can I Get an Amen

What will you post this as?
Abracadavers

Milo and Toothpaste

My first old person died today. By that, I mean, that today the first resident at the nursing home died since I got a job there. It's really sad. I didn't think about it too much when I first heard, but by the time I was bowling tonight, I was in quite a horrible mood. Trevor was like, "Are you in a bad mood?" Besides the fact that I was in a bad mood, you really shouldn't ask a person in a bad mood if they are in a bad mood. But, I digress. He died and I am awfully sad. I sort of want to cry. Even though I didn't really know him at all and my conversations with him didn't go much past, "Are you done eating?" I am still sadden that I know I won't ever see him again. Right now, the only thing I can hope is that people don't really die in threes. I do not want to lose two more residents. It will end up being (you aren't supposed to pick favorites) one that I kind of talk to more than the others.

Today was a mixture of things. Yesterday was better. Yesterday April was hyper and Mr. Ulmer asked her what kind of toothpaste she uses. (I use Crest and I wasn't hyper. Not that I really think toothpaste would change your personality. Of course, I think Mr. Ulmer was implying that toothpaste could be like Mountain Dew.) I had to play volleyball today. I hate volleyball. I didn't think I hated it that much, but I really do. No one in my P.E. ever wants me on their team. I am so anti-athletic that it's a shock I'm not obese or something.

Yes, I'm Still Thinking About College

I was talking to a friend recently and I realized something. That I have wanted to go to MNU for so long, that I forgot why I wanted to go in the first place. Since, MNU is in the lead for college that I will go to, I should probably get back to why I wanted to go there. (Although, perhaps Yale is to Rory as Olivet is to me. In which case, that would make MNU Harvard.) On the phone, I had a non-written down pro-con list. And apparently the pro side was longer. Perhaps that should give me the reassurance I need.

On the pro list: They have really nice green grass in the spring.

Sometimes You Have to Keep Your Cow

I bought a purse online. And after thinking about it thoroughly, it was a bigger mistake than either of my exes. First of all, the picture and description didn't accurately describe how ugly and not right it was, so I bought it, only be to quite upset in the end. I realize that purses aren't a big deal and they aren't anything to get stressed about, but still, I learned a lesson. Sometimes you just need to keep your cows instead of investing in the stock market, because we all know how well our economy is doing.

Before you hear it from my mother, I will tell you myself. I am slightly OCD. It's true. I let a little bit of my obsessiveness slip while talking to my mother a couple days ago. Now it wasn't totally random, we were in Wal-Mart to buy toothbrushes. But I told my mother that someday when I have a place of my own and a bathroom to organize how I want, I secretly (but no longer secretly) want to get a toothbrush in every color and only brush my teeth with whatever color matches what I am wearing that day. Now, is that really that weird?

But for now, I will just keep my cow.