"It's coffee," he says as he handed her his card. "Credit of debit?" She says this so naturally, almost like they were her first words. Behind them, the sound of cardboard boxes are being ripped open revealing the stacks of pop tarts hidden underneath. Hurriedly, the employees of the food court prepare for the breakfast crowd. People stand in line listening to their ipods, waiting for the lone cashier to count out change for the man with the coffee and bagel. She finishes with her line of people and walks away. The line begins to form again almost immediately. the first man looks at the guy behind him and shrugs as if to say, "i have no idea where the hell she is..." She walks back up just in time. "I want these drinks on here," as he hands her his card, "but the rest i have cash for." The man behind him jokingly asks, "hungry?!" "Credit or debit". They're laughing to hard to notice what she said. She runs it as she deems necessary, ignoring their stupidity. They stop laughing only to look at the girl who just walked up. "SAU-SAGE AND HASH-BROWNS," she says to the cashier as if she's talking to a toddler. It doesn't bother the cashier as much as it does me. The cashier just goes about her business and i just glare...what a bitch! "Napkins?" another man asks. "Around corner," she replies.
Two girlst sit at the table in front of me. All decked out in razorback gear, they begin to eat and chat loudly. Another man walks up to the cashier, "I didn't want this," he says to the cashier as he points to his eggs. "I only wanted the sausage and biscuit." She looks at him and then back at the eggs. "I only wanted the sausage and biscuit, but he put the eggs on the plate too, I didn't order them, I'm not going to pay for them." She looks at him as if to say, "what the fuck?!" He argues until she gets frustrated and gives in. She only charges him for the biscuit and sausage. He smirks and walks away grinning. The cashier begins yelling something in a language completely foreign to me. I imagine she's talking about what a dick that guy was. More customers come and she goes back to her business. "Credit or debit?"
The Razorback girls, as i have dubbed them, begin to gossip. "It's like, you know, like I get that they're like together, but like..." I try to tune them out. Seriously, how many time can you say "like" between your bites of biscuits and gravy. "I was so, like, over it" The other girl just nods, I can't see her face, but i imagine it's the blank stare i have on my face. The first girl begins to speak, but once again (thank god) her voice is drowned out byt the murmurs of more people forming a line in the food court. The asshole walks back toward a new cashier, "I'm sorry, What? I can't understand you?" He smirks as he says this to the new girl. This one smiles at him. Maybe this was their little game. Perhaps she told him who to go to and how to get away with scoring free food. He smiles back at her and walks away. The new girl continues staring with a sheepish smile.
The razorback girls begin to pack up their things. The one with her back to me leans over to put something in her back pack. I finally see "like" girl's face. Too much makeup, hair over styled--what the hell--it's barely 8:30--what time did she get up to do all that mess? They begin to laugh, "she was like, I can't be mad at him, right?" They both fall right into the sorority girl stereotype. I'm seriously annoyed. Giggle, Giggle, Giggle...Giggle, Giggle, Giggle. Seriously...that's about all i can freakin' take without screaming! They keep getting louder and louder. "I didn't see Zack, but I was like, did you pick the right girl? I was trying to look her up on facebook, but i don't know her last name." Shoot me NOW! Thank god, another line has formed at the cashier's line. It's the first girl. I smile. I'm growing accustomed to her. The first man in line drops his burrito on the floor. "I guess i didn't need it anyway." The asshole comes back again and hugs his favorite cashier. The first one he dealt with just glares. I feel her pain. She checks out another person. "Credit or debit?"
She walks away and goes back to opening boxes and getting ready for the day. Luckily, It's time for me to go to class...the razorback girls are starting to talk about the bachealor....
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
The Union
Students are scattered all over the large room. Some at tables in the middle but most of them are sunk into couches on the sides. Students and staff come to and fro from the coffee shop, releasing the familiar aroma of coffee every time the door is opened. One of the table sitters screams “wonderful!” to his self as he becomes enraged at his computer screen. He then angrily closes the screen and stomps away towing his rollie back pack behind him.
A group of about five girls are sitting near the fire place, all with coffee in hand. A tall, skinny guy comes over to them and yells “soccer party!” revealing the fact that all of the girls are on the soccer team. They seem some what annoyed to see him, but act like they are excited.
The girl next to me who has been doing homework is now on her phone to who sounds like a parent. Another girl sits down across from me. She has a very interesting black and white jacket and has a Dell computer underneath her arm. Soon after this, her friend sits down to help her with computer stuff. It seems like more flirting and less computer help, mostly on her part. She shows him her most recent anime drawings. I can’t tell if he is into it or if he is just weirded out. Right behind me, an old man paces back and forth on his cell phone. “How are you?” he asks with a concerned tone in his voice.
A group of about five girls are sitting near the fire place, all with coffee in hand. A tall, skinny guy comes over to them and yells “soccer party!” revealing the fact that all of the girls are on the soccer team. They seem some what annoyed to see him, but act like they are excited.
The girl next to me who has been doing homework is now on her phone to who sounds like a parent. Another girl sits down across from me. She has a very interesting black and white jacket and has a Dell computer underneath her arm. Soon after this, her friend sits down to help her with computer stuff. It seems like more flirting and less computer help, mostly on her part. She shows him her most recent anime drawings. I can’t tell if he is into it or if he is just weirded out. Right behind me, an old man paces back and forth on his cell phone. “How are you?” he asks with a concerned tone in his voice.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Shh....Your in the Library
We started the morning going to the universities library. We came to find out that the library is not a very interesting place if you are looking for gossip on the latest couple break-ups, celebrity gossip, new movies etc. One thing that we noticed is that there are some strange people in this place. There was a guy walking around the computers in a Dallas Cowboys hoodie, just watching people. We didn't know if he was the keeper of the computers or a stalker.
The only conversations that we heard within the entire library had to do with the librarian on the phone with someone interested in a book from or about Australia. Its hard trying to ease drop on a conversation when you can't hear the other half of the conversation. I could make up things that the person was asking; like maybe the librarian had a lover on the phone and was just covering it up by the certain book. It leaves your imagination to no certain ending.
The librarian talked at a very low whisper, "Hello, how can I help you?". The person on the phone asked for a book I guess. The librarian suggested a book, "Is there any edition you are looking for?". This conversation lasted for about five to ten minutes. No good gossip there.
There were also two men trying to work on the computer beside me. The man in flannel told the man in the dress coat, "I was trying to make it easier for us". They started laughing and walked off not fixing the computer simply taking down the out of order sign.
We also learned that the people in the printing station are not very friendly with the people they are suppose to be helping. There wasn't much that went on. The upstairs was quiet and the tutoring area, no one was found. We also noticed computer screens of different people one person was looking at research on plants and rocks and the other people were "humping" facebook. All in all there was not much fun activities in the Ole' library of the University of Arkansas!
The only conversations that we heard within the entire library had to do with the librarian on the phone with someone interested in a book from or about Australia. Its hard trying to ease drop on a conversation when you can't hear the other half of the conversation. I could make up things that the person was asking; like maybe the librarian had a lover on the phone and was just covering it up by the certain book. It leaves your imagination to no certain ending.
The librarian talked at a very low whisper, "Hello, how can I help you?". The person on the phone asked for a book I guess. The librarian suggested a book, "Is there any edition you are looking for?". This conversation lasted for about five to ten minutes. No good gossip there.
There were also two men trying to work on the computer beside me. The man in flannel told the man in the dress coat, "I was trying to make it easier for us". They started laughing and walked off not fixing the computer simply taking down the out of order sign.
We also learned that the people in the printing station are not very friendly with the people they are suppose to be helping. There wasn't much that went on. The upstairs was quiet and the tutoring area, no one was found. We also noticed computer screens of different people one person was looking at research on plants and rocks and the other people were "humping" facebook. All in all there was not much fun activities in the Ole' library of the University of Arkansas!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Stalking at Starbucks
There were not many people at Starbucks when I arrived. It was cold out side and the smell of freshly brewed, hot coffee was very inviting. Most of the students here are studying. I think they sense that we are up to something. It is really quite. One guy is on his computer, another is studying for a micro test, and the last is listening to his i-pod. There are two people working at the counter. The girl is brewing coffee, while the guy is checking out customers at the register.
The sun is coming in the windows. It is very bright and it is distracting those who are studying.
An older lady comes in and sits in the big comfy chairs next to a younger guy. I tried to figure out there relationship, but before I could hear they got up and moved. They must have sensed me. I did catch a little of their initial conversation. They were meeting for the first time. They asked each other questions like "where are you from?" I think the real reason they moved was because it was too loud over where we were.
Not much is going on. There is not much business. The staff is cleaning. About 20 minutes before the next class started. The place started to fill. Every chair and table was full and the line was getting pretty long. There were a lot of conversations going on. A group of girls were talking about getting married. Another guy was explaining to his friend that his computer was about the crash. All the while you here in the background, "what can I get you to drink?" "Would you like whip cream with that?" It is time to go and people are eager to take out seats.
The sun is coming in the windows. It is very bright and it is distracting those who are studying.
An older lady comes in and sits in the big comfy chairs next to a younger guy. I tried to figure out there relationship, but before I could hear they got up and moved. They must have sensed me. I did catch a little of their initial conversation. They were meeting for the first time. They asked each other questions like "where are you from?" I think the real reason they moved was because it was too loud over where we were.
Not much is going on. There is not much business. The staff is cleaning. About 20 minutes before the next class started. The place started to fill. Every chair and table was full and the line was getting pretty long. There were a lot of conversations going on. A group of girls were talking about getting married. Another guy was explaining to his friend that his computer was about the crash. All the while you here in the background, "what can I get you to drink?" "Would you like whip cream with that?" It is time to go and people are eager to take out seats.
Caramel Frappuccino Instead of Class
It’s just after eight in the morning. The sidewalks are quiet since classes have already started. The weather is still cold, though spring is just around the corner. The cold wind was in my face on the walk over to Starbucks, and my once perfectly straightened hair now looks a mess. The cold seems to have stuck to my jacket because I’m still shivering even after the young guy opened the door for me.
The aroma of fresh coffee and lattes is almost overwhelming when I first walk inside. Not many people are in yet. There’s only one barista and a guy dressed in more formal clothing, I’m assuming a manager, behind the counter. After taking a seat on the plush, almost velvety mini-sofa, I see only two other students in the lounge. Both are studying. Though the one guy with the baseball cap seems more focused on choosing the right song on his iPod than on his work.
I guess he doesn’t like the coffeehouse jazz folk beats as much as I do. Starbucks plays the music so loud though; I’m starting to think I’m in some coffee rave party.
There’s no conversation. There’s hardly anyone in here.
I’ve been staring at the baseball iPod shuffling guy since we entered, not because he’s cute (because he’s not), but because I’m trying to write something interesting down and is he doing anything?! No. I am curious as to what drink he ordered. It’s in a white paper cup; probably the ‘tall’ size. I know I won’t like it no matter what it is. I can’t drink hot beverages without burning my mouth.
Two people came in, a gentleman and a… lady? I think she’s a lady…
I can’t understand anything in this place; why is the music so loud? I finally find two people having a convo and I can’t even hear it. I need to invest in some spy gear.
Haha that’d be sweet.
Anyway those two people, the guy and the “lady” just moved clear across the other side of Starbucks to have their conversation. I guess they caught on that me and my two other classmates were trying to hear what they were saying. Way to help us with our schoolwork, jerks.
I like people watching, but only once have I ever actually written what I’ve seen. And no, it was not in a creepy fashion. Just because I want some sweet spy gear to go all James Bond on peoples’ butts (I gave up cussing for lent.. even though I’m not religious.. mm long story), doesn’t mean I’m a creepy person.
More people have come through the door. Ugh typical college people too. Stupid girls mixing sweatpants and Ugg boots. Does anyone else find those UGGly or just me? She has a shirt on with three triangles. We all know what that means. Ugh typical college guys. Polo shirt, khaki pants, a North Face jacket and some stereotypical “bro” shades. You couldn’t pay me to talk to them.
In fact I don’t need to hear their conversations because they’re all the same.
Dude what’d you do last night?
Dude, I can’t even remember, bro. We were all soooo wasted.
Haha yeah bro, well I was SHWASTED.
Hahahahaha. Nice, dude.
Yeah, bro, I saw you with that girl, man.
Yeah dude, she was hot AND drunk. *high fives like it’s the coolest thing in the world*
Blah Blah Blah dumb guys having even dumber conversations about dumb girls doing even dumber things.
Yay 8:36 a.m. Starbucks on campus with the classiest students of Arkansas! GO HOGS
The aroma of fresh coffee and lattes is almost overwhelming when I first walk inside. Not many people are in yet. There’s only one barista and a guy dressed in more formal clothing, I’m assuming a manager, behind the counter. After taking a seat on the plush, almost velvety mini-sofa, I see only two other students in the lounge. Both are studying. Though the one guy with the baseball cap seems more focused on choosing the right song on his iPod than on his work.
I guess he doesn’t like the coffeehouse jazz folk beats as much as I do. Starbucks plays the music so loud though; I’m starting to think I’m in some coffee rave party.
There’s no conversation. There’s hardly anyone in here.
I’ve been staring at the baseball iPod shuffling guy since we entered, not because he’s cute (because he’s not), but because I’m trying to write something interesting down and is he doing anything?! No. I am curious as to what drink he ordered. It’s in a white paper cup; probably the ‘tall’ size. I know I won’t like it no matter what it is. I can’t drink hot beverages without burning my mouth.
Two people came in, a gentleman and a… lady? I think she’s a lady…
I can’t understand anything in this place; why is the music so loud? I finally find two people having a convo and I can’t even hear it. I need to invest in some spy gear.
Haha that’d be sweet.
Anyway those two people, the guy and the “lady” just moved clear across the other side of Starbucks to have their conversation. I guess they caught on that me and my two other classmates were trying to hear what they were saying. Way to help us with our schoolwork, jerks.
I like people watching, but only once have I ever actually written what I’ve seen. And no, it was not in a creepy fashion. Just because I want some sweet spy gear to go all James Bond on peoples’ butts (I gave up cussing for lent.. even though I’m not religious.. mm long story), doesn’t mean I’m a creepy person.
More people have come through the door. Ugh typical college people too. Stupid girls mixing sweatpants and Ugg boots. Does anyone else find those UGGly or just me? She has a shirt on with three triangles. We all know what that means. Ugh typical college guys. Polo shirt, khaki pants, a North Face jacket and some stereotypical “bro” shades. You couldn’t pay me to talk to them.
In fact I don’t need to hear their conversations because they’re all the same.
Dude what’d you do last night?
Dude, I can’t even remember, bro. We were all soooo wasted.
Haha yeah bro, well I was SHWASTED.
Hahahahaha. Nice, dude.
Yeah, bro, I saw you with that girl, man.
Yeah dude, she was hot AND drunk. *high fives like it’s the coolest thing in the world*
Blah Blah Blah dumb guys having even dumber conversations about dumb girls doing even dumber things.
Yay 8:36 a.m. Starbucks on campus with the classiest students of Arkansas! GO HOGS
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Recipe for how to avoid conflict
2 Females 1 tsp of truth
1 exit 1/4 tsp of lies
1 church lock in 1 really big smile
3/4 cups of drama 1 silver tongue
2 Large Blessings A helping of instigators
Pinch of wit 2 or 3 questions
Grain of word play
My sophomore year in high school I was talking to two different females, one went to the church I was attending and the other was a friend of my sisters. Late one Friday night we had a church function, a lock in. A lock-in is where you must come to the desired location, in this instance a church, and you must stay "locked in" for the night. Well I naturally assumed that the young lady I went to church with would be there, but was pleasantly surprised when my sister walked in with her friend. Well now you have to women I'm talking to, add the lock-in let it sit 'til it boils, add in 3/4 cups of drama and O will it boil. Add in the hint of instigation and both young ladies decided to confront me as mixture around the midpoint of the evening. As the heat started to rise under the two women, 2 or 3 questions sprouted from the heat. "How long have you been talking to her?, Are you talking to both of us? Which do you like more? Once you see the bubbles this is where you add in the tsp of truth. "Yes I am talking to you both, what did you think I would lie about it? I have nothing to hide I like the qualities you both have…this is when you add the silver tongue, the really big smile, grain of word play, and pinch of wit. *Hint* if done properly 2 blessings shall appear and a gasp of relief will be let out. Now, remove from the heat. As the pot begins to cool at separate points in the night I was approached by each woman and told that she appreciated my honesty, and told that was one of a kind, but I had to promise not to talk to the other girl anymore; now take your 1/4 tsp of lies and ever-so gently sprinkle it over the mixture. "Your right, I'm sorry." Now enjoy your night and wait for the one exit to open in the morning because, if done right, you have just avoided dangerous conflict.
2 Females 1 tsp of truth
1 exit 1/4 tsp of lies
1 church lock in 1 really big smile
3/4 cups of drama 1 silver tongue
2 Large Blessings A helping of instigators
Pinch of wit 2 or 3 questions
Grain of word play
My sophomore year in high school I was talking to two different females, one went to the church I was attending and the other was a friend of my sisters. Late one Friday night we had a church function, a lock in. A lock-in is where you must come to the desired location, in this instance a church, and you must stay "locked in" for the night. Well I naturally assumed that the young lady I went to church with would be there, but was pleasantly surprised when my sister walked in with her friend. Well now you have to women I'm talking to, add the lock-in let it sit 'til it boils, add in 3/4 cups of drama and O will it boil. Add in the hint of instigation and both young ladies decided to confront me as mixture around the midpoint of the evening. As the heat started to rise under the two women, 2 or 3 questions sprouted from the heat. "How long have you been talking to her?, Are you talking to both of us? Which do you like more? Once you see the bubbles this is where you add in the tsp of truth. "Yes I am talking to you both, what did you think I would lie about it? I have nothing to hide I like the qualities you both have…this is when you add the silver tongue, the really big smile, grain of word play, and pinch of wit. *Hint* if done properly 2 blessings shall appear and a gasp of relief will be let out. Now, remove from the heat. As the pot begins to cool at separate points in the night I was approached by each woman and told that she appreciated my honesty, and told that was one of a kind, but I had to promise not to talk to the other girl anymore; now take your 1/4 tsp of lies and ever-so gently sprinkle it over the mixture. "Your right, I'm sorry." Now enjoy your night and wait for the one exit to open in the morning because, if done right, you have just avoided dangerous conflict.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Loving Again
So what do you due when you've been hurt several times?
Do you give up on love or do you try to love again?
Its so hard not to bring past relationships into you future ones, especially when you gave it your all and you loved them with everyting in you!
So I inhale and exhale and i let my mind wonder with thoughts! Thoughts of loving again and giving another guy my heart! Will he break my heart again or will this next guy be the one? Or have i already let the one go? These questions ponder within me.
So i meet this guy and he is absolutely amazing! He keeps a smile on my face and i really feels that he loves me! But OMG i'm scared! Scared of having my heart broken again, scared of loosing him, scared of not being all that he needs, scared of not knowning what is to come!
Our relationship has already been tested several times but i believe in him and i love him.....is that so wrong?
He's my Zollie Pace and he takes me places i've never been before. He stimulates me mentally, physically and emotionally. He has captured my heart and set it on fire! I love everything about him from his smile to he swagga! I love his laughter and the way he holds me at night! I love the way he listens to me and considers my feelings! I love how we agree to disagree! I love the way he dresses and the way he smells! I love how he textes me out the blue just to say he loves me! I love how he knows all the right things to say! I love his kisses, I love his touch, I love his heart and how big it is! I just love him! He's so sweet and sensitive and he's all that I need right now!
So am I falling to fast or should i just go with the flow? I just dont want my heart to be broken again! He says he loves me and will do anything for me and so far he has!
I'm just gonna follow my heart and give him all of me cause nothing has ever felt like this!!
Do you give up on love or do you try to love again?
Its so hard not to bring past relationships into you future ones, especially when you gave it your all and you loved them with everyting in you!
So I inhale and exhale and i let my mind wonder with thoughts! Thoughts of loving again and giving another guy my heart! Will he break my heart again or will this next guy be the one? Or have i already let the one go? These questions ponder within me.
So i meet this guy and he is absolutely amazing! He keeps a smile on my face and i really feels that he loves me! But OMG i'm scared! Scared of having my heart broken again, scared of loosing him, scared of not being all that he needs, scared of not knowning what is to come!
Our relationship has already been tested several times but i believe in him and i love him.....is that so wrong?
He's my Zollie Pace and he takes me places i've never been before. He stimulates me mentally, physically and emotionally. He has captured my heart and set it on fire! I love everything about him from his smile to he swagga! I love his laughter and the way he holds me at night! I love the way he listens to me and considers my feelings! I love how we agree to disagree! I love the way he dresses and the way he smells! I love how he textes me out the blue just to say he loves me! I love how he knows all the right things to say! I love his kisses, I love his touch, I love his heart and how big it is! I just love him! He's so sweet and sensitive and he's all that I need right now!
So am I falling to fast or should i just go with the flow? I just dont want my heart to be broken again! He says he loves me and will do anything for me and so far he has!
I'm just gonna follow my heart and give him all of me cause nothing has ever felt like this!!
First Date
The boy drove up the driveway in his maroon Malibu and turned off the ignition. Am I really finally about to do this? He nervously mused as he walked to the door. The girl saw his headlights through the window and purposely went to her bedroom. A few moments later she heard the boy ring the doorbell and her mother open the door and call her name. Here we go! She thought excitedly. As the girl walked into the room the boy sheepishly said hello and asked if she was ready to leave, all the while thinking Man she looks great! She said she was ready and followed him out to the car with a smile. He impressed her by opening the car door for her and in moments they were on their way to their first date. He had decided to ask her to go bowling and she happily accepted the invitation. The girl loved bowling and she beat the boy two games in a row. Whether this was because the boy let her or he was a horrible bowler she did not know. The whole evening was one filled with butterflies and nervous giggling and flirting and both boy and girl and a great time. After they got tired of bowling, the boy decided to move in to stage two of his plan. He asked her to get ice cream. Of course no girl can pass up ice cream so she whole-heartedly agreed. He ordered the blue cotton candy and she ordered banana pecan. His cotton candy was blue and she teased him about how disgusting it looked and he teased her in return by stealing her phone and changing one of her contact’s names to Banana. After each had finished eating their ice cream cone, he leaned into the back seat and pulled out a teddy bear and a Fairly Odd Parents movie and gave them to the girl. (The movie was actually for her dad who loved to watch the Fairly Odd Parents in his free time) But the teddy bear was for her. He is trying to suck up to my parents! He must really like me she thought amusedly. He then turned to her and she looked in his striking blue eyes and he asked her a question. ”Will you be my girlfriend?” The girl paused and smiled, and said “Yes.” Finally! they each thought in unison.
Bad Grades I've Made
66%, D - Kindergarten - Listening Comprehension Test - Deliberately gave wrong answer on question #3 of 3, didn't want to look like a know-it-all.
72%, C - Second Grade - Math Homework - Wouldn't work, would rather have played outside.
0%, F - Fourth Grade - Geography Quiz - Accused of cheating, didn't do it, later changed to A.
72%, C - Seventh Grade - Pre-Algebra Test - Didn't do homework, made up excuses, hated school.
95%, A - Eighth Grade - Earth Science Test - New school, first test, friend made a 96%.
62%, D - Tenth Grade - AP Biology Test - Hated Biology, whined to teacher, did extra assignments and pulled out a B in the class.
83%, B - Eleventh Grade - Chemistry Test - Didn't listen, talked to friends, friends made D's.
89%, B - College Freshman - Italian Test - Decided to go to Waffle House the night before instead of studying.
85%, B - College Sophomore - Literature Class Final Grade - Professor didn't believe in A's, 4.0 GPA is ruined.
72%, C - Second Grade - Math Homework - Wouldn't work, would rather have played outside.
0%, F - Fourth Grade - Geography Quiz - Accused of cheating, didn't do it, later changed to A.
72%, C - Seventh Grade - Pre-Algebra Test - Didn't do homework, made up excuses, hated school.
95%, A - Eighth Grade - Earth Science Test - New school, first test, friend made a 96%.
62%, D - Tenth Grade - AP Biology Test - Hated Biology, whined to teacher, did extra assignments and pulled out a B in the class.
83%, B - Eleventh Grade - Chemistry Test - Didn't listen, talked to friends, friends made D's.
89%, B - College Freshman - Italian Test - Decided to go to Waffle House the night before instead of studying.
85%, B - College Sophomore - Literature Class Final Grade - Professor didn't believe in A's, 4.0 GPA is ruined.
Moments in Life
I am 5 years old in kindergarten. I have a cold. It was story time and I didn't get up to throw them away. I am shoving Kleenex in my desk because I can't throw them away. My desk is getting full. My teacher is mad at me. She is not very nice. She gives me a cold prickly because she says I am being bad.
I am 11 years old and I am trying out for the play Annie. The tryout is going well. I go home and get a call the next week. I got the part. My mom and I drive to Fayetteville every week for practice. All the performances sell out. It is so much fun.
I am 15 years old and trying out for varsity cheer. I am really nervous. This is a big deal. I go and do well. I sit for hours waiting for the results. Hours later the results are on the door. I run to the door. There is my name. I start to scream. I am so excited.
I am 20 years old. I am getting ready for class. I get a call. It is Trish Henry from CNN. She says would you like to come to Atlanta and intern for The Situation Room? I want to scream. I cheerfully say yes. I call my mom and scream. I have never been this excited.
I am 11 years old and I am trying out for the play Annie. The tryout is going well. I go home and get a call the next week. I got the part. My mom and I drive to Fayetteville every week for practice. All the performances sell out. It is so much fun.
I am 15 years old and trying out for varsity cheer. I am really nervous. This is a big deal. I go and do well. I sit for hours waiting for the results. Hours later the results are on the door. I run to the door. There is my name. I start to scream. I am so excited.
I am 20 years old. I am getting ready for class. I get a call. It is Trish Henry from CNN. She says would you like to come to Atlanta and intern for The Situation Room? I want to scream. I cheerfully say yes. I call my mom and scream. I have never been this excited.
Absence makes the heart fonder
I have two opinions about absences makes the heart grow fonder. Depending upon the person makes this saying true in my opinion. When i was at Ole Miss, my freshman year i dated a guy from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. On the breaks we would go to our hometowns, in less it was Christmas break. That was the only time we would see each other because it was a long break. When we would return to school, we were so happy to see each other. Over that period of time our relationship grew stronger and our hearts grew fonder of each other.
After a year and a half, he had to return home for school. I was so sad but knew this would work for us. It became so hard because we couldn't see each other like we were use to. It was like a pertinent Christmas break. We began to fight more, not talk as much, and hardly got to see each other as time went on. I use to think this statement was true till this experience. Time only pulled us apart our hearts didn't grown fonder. I think that after a certain point people give up on trying to make it work. The heart starts to grow apart if it isn't the right person. Alot of the time people grow apart and go different ways. When he joined the army i knew we wouldn't make it. That wasn't the life i wanted right now. He wanted to get married and have kids. I wanted to graduate from College. Our hearts were not growning fonder anymore.
This saying can always be for people who have either been dating or if they just started a relationship. If people are really in love, i think the heart will grow fonder. Other than that absenece makes the heart grow apart, in my opinion.
I'm in a new relationship now. With an amazing guy, but he lives in russiville. We have been dating for 2 months now. The time apart we have has not really made my heart grow fonder of him.This saying is a joke in my opinion. I think that the person has to want the heart to grow fonder. I have meet a guy that has made my heart fonder yet, but I'm hoping to change my mind. But as of now i don't think a heart can grow fonder.
After a year and a half, he had to return home for school. I was so sad but knew this would work for us. It became so hard because we couldn't see each other like we were use to. It was like a pertinent Christmas break. We began to fight more, not talk as much, and hardly got to see each other as time went on. I use to think this statement was true till this experience. Time only pulled us apart our hearts didn't grown fonder. I think that after a certain point people give up on trying to make it work. The heart starts to grow apart if it isn't the right person. Alot of the time people grow apart and go different ways. When he joined the army i knew we wouldn't make it. That wasn't the life i wanted right now. He wanted to get married and have kids. I wanted to graduate from College. Our hearts were not growning fonder anymore.
This saying can always be for people who have either been dating or if they just started a relationship. If people are really in love, i think the heart will grow fonder. Other than that absenece makes the heart grow apart, in my opinion.
I'm in a new relationship now. With an amazing guy, but he lives in russiville. We have been dating for 2 months now. The time apart we have has not really made my heart grow fonder of him.This saying is a joke in my opinion. I think that the person has to want the heart to grow fonder. I have meet a guy that has made my heart fonder yet, but I'm hoping to change my mind. But as of now i don't think a heart can grow fonder.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Love at first sight
Does love exist at first sight?This question always unleashes debate. On one side there are the champions of the instant chemistry, and on the other, those who dismiss the possibility of emphasizing that a man and a woman fall in love with just a look. It is likely that both groups are right, because there are cases that support the first theory and others that refute it. But the truth is that those who put their expectations in a love at first contact, they end up losing because they had so many expectations on the first date that when they did not achieved them, they feel hopelessly frustrated.
My husband and I met in college in 1999. The day I met him was a very particular one since it was my first day of college. I went to the cafeteria before my first class to get something to eat and the first thing I see is this guy around several girls making them laugh. My first impression was “what a jerk”. He was also dress in a particular way that I did not like. Days went by and I realized that there was something more interesting beyond the way he dress or the way he looked in the outside. It was his heart. I never thought I would have a relationship with him or even marry him until we both went over our expectations. In 2002 we got married.
I don’t know if love at first sight exits or not. What I believe is that it really depends on the person and the circumstances...
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