You know the song Paved Paradise? Well, I am reminded of the the lyrics, "Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone?" Well, readers, I have a confession to make. I miss being with my family.
I've had this anchor in my life that I always thought of as just weighing me down. I was convinced that moving away was the right choice and I needed to spread my wings and fly. However, I found that that anchor was emotionally and physically keeping me stable. If ever anything went wrong, I could just vent to one of my sisters, my brothers, or my parents and be done with it. It's off my chest, end of story. However, living away from them, my life depends on if anyone has their phones turned on. I bottle feelings up because they can't be quickly expressed, then I just BLOW! I can't do that!!!
Coming home this week for my spring break, I realize how lucky I am that I'm in a family that genuinely love each other and care for one another. When I get a hug from my litter sister, you can just tell from that hug what she's feeling. The one when I got home said, "I missed you, it's good to see you." My brother, though he would never admit it, misses me too. We were companions during the month of December for my Christmas break, he would come over nearly every day and we would just sit and talk. So, he locked my neck in his arm, just tight enough for me moving wasn't an option. I tilted my head up a little and just wheezed, "I love you, too.". That was it. He let me go and then messed up my hair a little bit, and he was gone.
I don't want to go back to school. I just want to stay here with my family and be content with my life just how it is.
BroadwayChick
Mar 12, 2010
Oh, funny, just so funny
You have to read this joke, it made me laugh VERY HARD!!
A millionaire, a hard hat, and a drunk are at a bar. When they get their beers, they notice a fly in each mug. The millionaire politely asks the bartender for another beer, then proceeds to sip it. The hard hat spills out just enough to get rid of the fly and quaffs the rest. It's now the drunk's turn. He sticks his hand into the beer, grabs the fly by the wings, and shouts, "Spit it out! Spit it out!"
Haha, whoo, I love that. Hm... made my day.
A millionaire, a hard hat, and a drunk are at a bar. When they get their beers, they notice a fly in each mug. The millionaire politely asks the bartender for another beer, then proceeds to sip it. The hard hat spills out just enough to get rid of the fly and quaffs the rest. It's now the drunk's turn. He sticks his hand into the beer, grabs the fly by the wings, and shouts, "Spit it out! Spit it out!"
Haha, whoo, I love that. Hm... made my day.
Mar 5, 2010
Narcissism and a dash of Harry Potter
I've made a discovery about myself today... a very important discovery. People who only focus on themselves... really piss me off. You make some brownies, what's the first thing that someone says? "Oh, brownies, are they for me?"....
really....
did you just ask that?
So, what do I do to keep away from these narcissists? I find comfort in 1) reading Jane Austen- 2) watching Harry Potter- 3) (ok maybe not "comfort" but it does take me away from them) or do homework. Mind you, I had some problems lately with my homework being stuck in the mail at the current moment, so I couldn't work on that. So, voila... Harry Potter. Love. Harry. Potter.
It's been so long since I've seen the first two movie that I started crying... (yes, I'm a nerd, thanks for noticing!) at the end of year two when Hagrid came back and everyone started clapping. Then I thought to myself, "This is ridiculous! You should not be crying! GAH!" But I did. Also, for all of your wonderful enjoyment, me crying over stupid things in movies is normal. I cried when Superman died in DOOMSDAY. K, I lied... I bawled. Seriously, I get so attached to certain characters, and then my acting instincts kick in, I get connected with the character and begin to feel what they are "feeling". Thus, crying over stupid stuff...
Another discovery I made just recently, this time, about food. A while ago, I made a super good quiche that was supposed to be a spinach and bacon quiche (with the first onion I have ever cut---I didn't cry while cutting it! Yeep!!), however, my less than a week old spinach, was rotten. So, trash can consumed that. so, my quiche just had bacon and onions and other yummies in it. No spinach :(
Well, I had so many of the ingredients for the quiche leftover that I started to get creative with them. I bought some good spinach- that was name brand this time- and decided to have a salad. I still have 1/2 an onion, 4 large carrots, 3 medium celery stalks, 8 strips of bacon, and two bags of swiss and mozzarella cheeses. I caramelized the onions in a 1/2 butter 1/2 olive oil concoction, put that with the greens, slice up one carrot, one celery stalk, and 2 strips of bacon. Put that on top. sprinkle a little of the cheeses. Then I bought (a while back) a balsamic vinaigrette, squirted a few shots of that on the salad. I stirred it. And my mouth was very, very, VERY happy. Ya, it takes some work. but, oh, is it worth is. So when my Dad comes up to visit me on Monday, he is going to have to try it! So yummy for the tummy. (Once again, yes, we have established that I'm a nerd)
So ya, that's what's on my "Can't sleep....can't sleep... can't sleep...." mind in the wee hours of the mornin'.
G'night
Love,
BroadwayChick
really....
did you just ask that?
So, what do I do to keep away from these narcissists? I find comfort in 1) reading Jane Austen- 2) watching Harry Potter- 3) (ok maybe not "comfort" but it does take me away from them) or do homework. Mind you, I had some problems lately with my homework being stuck in the mail at the current moment, so I couldn't work on that. So, voila... Harry Potter. Love. Harry. Potter.
It's been so long since I've seen the first two movie that I started crying... (yes, I'm a nerd, thanks for noticing!) at the end of year two when Hagrid came back and everyone started clapping. Then I thought to myself, "This is ridiculous! You should not be crying! GAH!" But I did. Also, for all of your wonderful enjoyment, me crying over stupid things in movies is normal. I cried when Superman died in DOOMSDAY. K, I lied... I bawled. Seriously, I get so attached to certain characters, and then my acting instincts kick in, I get connected with the character and begin to feel what they are "feeling". Thus, crying over stupid stuff...
Another discovery I made just recently, this time, about food. A while ago, I made a super good quiche that was supposed to be a spinach and bacon quiche (with the first onion I have ever cut---I didn't cry while cutting it! Yeep!!), however, my less than a week old spinach, was rotten. So, trash can consumed that. so, my quiche just had bacon and onions and other yummies in it. No spinach :(
Well, I had so many of the ingredients for the quiche leftover that I started to get creative with them. I bought some good spinach- that was name brand this time- and decided to have a salad. I still have 1/2 an onion, 4 large carrots, 3 medium celery stalks, 8 strips of bacon, and two bags of swiss and mozzarella cheeses. I caramelized the onions in a 1/2 butter 1/2 olive oil concoction, put that with the greens, slice up one carrot, one celery stalk, and 2 strips of bacon. Put that on top. sprinkle a little of the cheeses. Then I bought (a while back) a balsamic vinaigrette, squirted a few shots of that on the salad. I stirred it. And my mouth was very, very, VERY happy. Ya, it takes some work. but, oh, is it worth is. So when my Dad comes up to visit me on Monday, he is going to have to try it! So yummy for the tummy. (Once again, yes, we have established that I'm a nerd)
So ya, that's what's on my "Can't sleep....can't sleep... can't sleep...." mind in the wee hours of the mornin'.
G'night
Love,
BroadwayChick
Mar 2, 2010
Laundry Day
I personally can't stand doing my laundry. Hate it, actually. You know, I'm excited because I've finally decided to move back home. Do you know what moving back home means????? A laundry room that is actually in the same building as me... and... it's right next door to my room!!!! YAY!!!!
Seriously, the laundry room isn't even in a central location of the apartment complex. You have to walk a block to get to and from the place! Really? Who designed this place... they need to be fired.
If you walk into one of our basic apartments in the complex. It's almost as if they think we are anorexic or something because for four people, four grown adults, there is only one large 3 shelved cupboard and one very slim 3 shelved cupboard..... wow. smart there einstein. Oh, and since when is it logical to have a smaller than normal fridge and freezer for the same amount of people that have different eating habits, likes and dislikes? We have three types of milk in the fridge!!!! (Three because one of my roommates and myself switches back and forth to who pays for a gallon of milk. We use it pretty equally so it's a good set up)
Also, the lament flooring. Dimpled and white = recipe for disaster. It's impossible to completely clean the floor! You can scrub and scrub the floor. It will NEVER get clean unless you get down on your hands and knees and scrub with all your might.
I just realized, I got really off topic. I was going to talk about the joys of how the laundry room was going to be by my in my parents place instead of a mile from me in my apartment complex's laundry room. Plus, it's free at my parents place... OoOoOo...
Anyway, homework.... it calls me like a reoccurring nightmare... must make it end!!!
Love, BroadwayChick
Seriously, the laundry room isn't even in a central location of the apartment complex. You have to walk a block to get to and from the place! Really? Who designed this place... they need to be fired.
If you walk into one of our basic apartments in the complex. It's almost as if they think we are anorexic or something because for four people, four grown adults, there is only one large 3 shelved cupboard and one very slim 3 shelved cupboard..... wow. smart there einstein. Oh, and since when is it logical to have a smaller than normal fridge and freezer for the same amount of people that have different eating habits, likes and dislikes? We have three types of milk in the fridge!!!! (Three because one of my roommates and myself switches back and forth to who pays for a gallon of milk. We use it pretty equally so it's a good set up)
Also, the lament flooring. Dimpled and white = recipe for disaster. It's impossible to completely clean the floor! You can scrub and scrub the floor. It will NEVER get clean unless you get down on your hands and knees and scrub with all your might.
I just realized, I got really off topic. I was going to talk about the joys of how the laundry room was going to be by my in my parents place instead of a mile from me in my apartment complex's laundry room. Plus, it's free at my parents place... OoOoOo...
Anyway, homework.... it calls me like a reoccurring nightmare... must make it end!!!
Love, BroadwayChick
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