Conclusion of Blogging

Well, I have to admit, it was pretty freakin' hard. There were some days that I had no way to figure out what to write about. most days, it was about what had happened that day, or what was on my mind or what I was interested in at the time. I'm so excited to write about some things that were bugging me that day, but not all of that is on the blog. Most of the blogs I have written is about music, which shouldn't be that shocking to most people. I love music, and that was the main topic of most of the journals that I wrote. A lot of it was about concerts that I have been to, others were about family and what has happened in my life as thus far. Some were just crappy entries just so I can get it in. All in all, it was a good experience and I think it helped me understand the importance of 'writing for therapy'. Good job, Mrs. Anthony! :)

In conclusion, I also want to say one thing. I GOT A JOB AT THE CAMPBELL 16 MOVIE THEATER!!! The job I have been wanting since I was 16 years old! I'm so excited about it that I quit Taco Bell yesterday. Now I get to really work at a job I have been wanting and I'm so happy about it you have no idea. Yesterday was one of the best days I have had in weeks. YAY!

The Process of Making a PB and J

In my kitchen. :)

Going into the green cabinet on the right side of the stove, I pull out the container of Peter Pan peanut butter. Setting it on the counter, I go slightly right to my white refridgerator and pull out the grape jelly from the second shelf on the door. Pulling that out, I set it on the counter. Then, I go to the other side fo the stove and pull open the top green drawer and get a butter knife and bring it back over to my supplies. I don't have to walk much farther to the bread loaf since its pretty much already there. On my right side, the bread is stashed against the corner of the counter and against the refridgerator. I pull that open and pull out two pieces of bread and I first put the peanut butter on for a solid coating. Then, I take the jelly since it is a little bit more 'piecey' and it doesn't spread as well as the peanut butter does. I then close the bread and I eat it. :)

Favorite Food Dish

My favorite favorite food dish I have ever had, although it is not really a 'delicacy' or anything of the sort, I am IN LOVE with macaroni and cheese. It is absolutely crazy how much I eat that stuff. I think I eat it every time I get the chance. Even on cruise ships, when I was like 10 all of the way up till I was 16, I wouldn't eat the Caribbean foods that they were serving, I would get the macaroni and cheese. The Disney Cruise Line has the best macaroni and cheese I have ever had in my life. It is so amazing. I can't describe it. I wish I could have it again. Even Velveeta isn't that great! Although, Velveeta cheese and shells come next in line for me. Kraft doesn't make very good macaroni. It's kind of powdery and dry. Ever since I was little, I would have macaroni and cheese all of the time. But then again, I love a lot of things with cheese on it. That includes: burgers, broccoli, macaroni, crackers, nachos, tacos, anything. I LOVE CHEESE. That's the bottom line out of all of this. It is hilarious how much my parents just laugh at how much cheese I eat. It's like it's a complete mystery to them. But I love milk too, so that could probably be the reason there. I love a lot of dairy products in itself, but macaroni and cheese is the best. I LOVE PASTA. But pasta with cheese on it? Heaven in a bowl. :)

Macaroni and cheese doesn't take a rocket scientist to make. Fill a pot about three quarters of the way full and place it on the stove. Put it on high heat, and let it sit there until you see bubbles start to coat the bottom and rise up. When it starts doing that in a rapid pace, that is when you tear open the box (and take out the package) and pour the contents into the pot. Don't walk away from it! It may start foaming and bubbling over. Stand there and stir every two or three minutes until you feel as though the macaroni has softened enough and it is starting to thicken in the pot. That should take about fifteen to twenty minutes of doing so, maybe even longer, depending on how hot you have dared to make the stove. Then, you grab a strainer and pour the hot water and the macaroni into the strainer and tip it from side to side, draining the water out of it. After that is completed, pour the contents back into the pot. Now, depending on if you want the macaroni to have a bit of cheese juice, pour a little bit of milk in it enough to coat the bottom, or maybe more depending on how much you want. Then, you pour in the cheese and stir until it is thickened and coating all of the noodles. Then, dig in!

All I Know

Well, having my family down was quite interesting to say the least. I'm glad they are gone at this point, even though I really did miss them. I just realized how insane they were when they all came down here. I also found out that now that my cousin is now at the age, she thinks she knows everything. She has to point out the obvious and its cutely annoying. Oh well. This week hasn't been the greatest. Yesterday, I found out I had to work. I drove about 35 minutes to get to Strafford to get to my place of employment, only to find out they had no idea that I didn't have a shirt or anything, and they sent me home after telling me if I had worked that night, i would have had 45 hours worth of pay. THAT'S TWICE AS MANY HOURS AS I WANTED. So, apparently, their management got screwed up and didn't know how many hours I wanted. Oh well, it's okay. After I finish out this week, I'm going down to three or four days a week until the summer. Finals come first. I work tonight though, until eleven on line. I'm kind of excited, but I'm nervous since its supposed to rain all day until about nine or ten at night. Hopefully it remains that way and we aren't busy hardly at all and I can go home early, even though I have no school anyway. That will be amazing. But I need the practice on line making the food and what not. For all I know, we could be hella busy and my arms will fall off. I don't know. But my main concern tonight is driving on dark, wet roads in the middle of the night from Strafford to Fordland. I'm f***ing terrified!

Hopefully, everything will be okay. Even after that, I need some hope in my life.

Family

So, my family is coming down. My grandpa got to my house on Wednesday and it was quite interesting that I finally got to see him again. Now, tonight after school and work, my grandma, my aunt, and my three cousins are making their way to Springfield from St. Louis.

Can I say, YAY?!

I can't wait to see my family after so long and I'm so thrilled to see them. Darric, Danielle, and Darian are amazing cousins to me and I miss them so much. Danielle won regional cheerleading championships in Oklahoma City the other week and it was such an accomplishment for her. She's part of the best cheerleading squad in the Midwest! Darric, however, is still having about the same luck I am. He's pretty much stagnant in his life right now, and I can't wait for him to come down and spend time with me so I can actually show him a good time in Springfield. I'm so excited to see him. He's one of my best friends and I miss him so much. We were so close as kids, and we are only six months apart (me being the oldest). So, when I still lived in St. Louis, we were so close as kids. I miss having that quality time with Darric and Danielle. Darian, she's only five so she kind of annoys me a little lol. But I still love her to pieces. She's a sweetheart and doesn't bother me as much as Meadow does.

It's gonna be a fun weekend. :)

The 'What is a Place' Essay

Even though I whipped up that essay in about fifteen minutes, I really hope that it provided a sense of longing that I wanted to really project since I did my small brainstorming session before I wrote it. I wanted to make people understand how desperate I was to get back home, and away from all of these haunts that we have here in Springfield, where my mom got her tumor, where she got her pay docked, and everything got so much harder. I hope that it projected a lot of emotion into it and people understands what it is like to miss home. I'm sure that the reader will ahve some kind of relation to that but its very significant to me none the less. I miss the city life, even though I'm so close to Springfield. I live in the boonies of Springfield though. It's so hard to 'live' in the city when you LIVE in the boonies. I'm in Springfield most of the time though, but it still doesn't feel like home since I don't technically live in Springfield. I miss St. Louis so much, and I miss the crowdedness of it even though my parents definitely don't. St. Peters was technically my hometown, and I was born in Wentzville, but I moved out of Wentzville before I could remember so that was never home to me. St. Peters was, the suburbs of St. Louis. I miss it more than I can ever express to anyone, but even with that longing to go home, I want to call someplace else my home. Anywhere besides St. Louis, isn't it. I want to be able to call California my home one day, somewhere in SoCal or something. I don't know, I just hope life gets a little better for me.

The Taste of Ink

Well, there's nothing better than a writing prompt based off of the meaning of a song. The song is called "The Taste of Ink" by the Used. Here is a video for the song if you wish to see what it is about, but then I will write about it after the video has been displayed:



This song is about breaking away from the place you know, and getting sick of it, dying to get out of the same boring town you were raised in and desperate to get out and do more with yourself. This is what the song was about when the Used wrote this in Orem, Utah. I feel like that right now. I'm getting sick of the same old thing every day any day. I'm wanting to get out of Missouri in general and get a life started in the music business as a producer or manager, hell even a sound mixer. It doesn't matter. I need to get out of this state before I freakin' suffocate. I know some people must love this state but I hate the weather, and I hate the boringness of it. THERE IS NOTHING IN THIS STATE. I hate it so freakin' much it kills me. I can't wait to move out to one of the coasts or where ever the job takes me. Hopefully its not moving to the midwest. I hate it here. I'd prefer to move to one of the coasts, since I don't like most northern, and I don't like the Midewest, nor do I like Southern states. I love California, Massachusetts, or Washington. Mostly California. I'd love to live in Huntington Beach or somewhere in SoCal.

I can't wait. :)