Adapt?

new classes
new teachers
new semester
new roommates
new room
new ward
new hair
new clothes
new job?????
new traffic
new hours at work
new people at work
new calling
new friends

and yet so much of me feels so constant

Getting to know you

Its funny how the people you've known the longest can be the people who have become the strangest to you. I guess its because everyone stops asking the simple questions: whats your favorite color? whats your favorite animal? What kind of music do you like? what is your wildest dream? and do you hope that someday it will come true? And then when they find out the answers to the questions they are all shocked becuase they didnt ever see that side of each other. "I didn't know you liked Bob Marley" "I didn't know you have always dreamed of owning a bakery" "I didn't know that your favorite animal is an elephant" Of course you dont know, because you never asked. You tell me that you value me in one way or another, but how can that be when you have no idea who I am. You dont know that I want to go to Kazahkstan and eat an apple and see Tulips. You dont know that I want to touch people's hearts with something so simple like a cookie and a smile. You dont know that my only dream in life is to make other people see the world the way I see it: wonderful and full of people who are all looking for the same thing- LOVE. I want to unite the world with food. And I want you to ask me why and be legitamently interested in my answer.

We All Start by blowing bubbles and end in blowing up our neighbors

Judging Dark Alleys

I gues it isn't fair to say that someone is completely trusting or completely untrusting. Everything in life takes discernment. For example, you aren't going to go out and ask a complete stranger to hold on to a hundred bucks for you. You don't know anything about them and even if you did, wouldn't you have to judge whether they are trustworthy or not? So I know they say that judging people is wrong but dont we judge people all the time? Aren't we judging everything all the time? A dark alley? Don't go down there it's dangerous. What makes it dangerous? Scary people are there? Well how the hell do you know that if you never go down it? But who is willing to take the chance? No one. Because everyone is judging everything all the time. And those who don't are considered stupid. People who judge are said to be smart. And yet Jesus said not to judge. I wonder if Jesus would walk down a dark alley. Are these dark alleys not comparable to the dark people you seems to discard everyday? The sadest part is that because no one is going down these dark alleys, no one finds the gold on the side of the road. Allbeit that it was probably chucked out from a car during a highspeed chase or something but it doesn't make it less valuable.
And I love that walking through a field at night is dangerous. Well I wanna walk in a field at 2am

I bet Jesus never had to deal with this

There are a lot of bad things in the world, but for some reason, one of the things that bothers me the most is being treated like I'm subservient. Yea, I like to accommodate and I don't mind inconveniencing myself to makes someone else happy, but the moment someone starts taking advantage of that, I'm about through being nice. I'd love to give you a ride somewhere. Need some sugar? If I have it you can totally use it. I bet you'd love for me to help you wash your dishes. And I'm all too happy to do it for you, but the second you start bossing me around like I'm here only to serve you, you're gonna be wishing you had asked me to have the hospital number on speed dial for you. I'm so tired of people taking advantage of me and I'm about through with being nice. Because now people except me to do things for them all the freaken time and I never have time to get my own stuff done. Society blows.

When I Was Young

I used to watch my mother cook dinner and on the nights she made soup or something like it, I would ask if I could stir. While I was stirring I would pretend that I was a witch brewing up some sort of potion.

On sundays after church I would go outside and sit letting the wind lift my hair and I would pretend that I was a princess. I would even sing sometimes.

When I was in the house alone, I'd sing a duet- my partner was invisible, but I always saw him and I heard him crystal clear.

Katelyn and I would swing and we would close our eyes and enter a totally different world. We rode horses and fought witches and rescued a princess. It was always the same princess. I just realized how annoying that it.

When we had dinner guests coming over and my mother asked me to light candles, I would imagine the candles crying out in pain. The worst part is that I liked it.

Danielle and I would sometimes play in the back yard and on the days the were nice we would jump on the trampoline with the sprinklers going and we would pretend that we were abused ponies living in the sky, but everytime we were injured, it only made us jump higher and fly faster (we were ponies that could fly) and kick harder.

I was never very sure how to play with dolls so I just put music on and made them dance like they were in the music video.

I was convinced that cars could drive themselves. Until the day my dad proved other wise... we nearly went off the road.

I dont remember ever believing in Santa Clause.

My sister and I and some of the neighborhood kids would pretend like we were homeless when it was raining outside.

My dad would take us to Golden Corale and make us eat some sort of vegtable before anything else. I always got brocolli and cheese.

I was really upset the day we moved and it took me a long time before I liked the new house.

I never liked my drinks with ice.

I had a lot of dreams about clocks and snakes.

I have no memory of this, but apparently I stabbed my sister with a pencil once.

When I would walk to my piano lessons, I always looked over my should because I was sure someone was following me.

I would sit in the hamic swing and sing about three people who didn't exsist.

I used to corolate numbers with colors. 5 was red 4 was blue and when you add them they make 9 which was purple.

I was convinced that cats couldn't breathe unless they could move their tail.

Many Sides of Ramen

I'm trying to make a list of all the different ways to eat Ramen

1. The normal way where you cook it in water then add the broth
2. Dry, pouring the dry broth over it and eating it like chips
3. Crunching up the noodles and putting it on a salad
4. Making the noodles, draining the water and adding chicken and possibly a pasta sauce
5. Making the noodles, mixing them with eggs and baking it as a crust for a lasagna pie
6. Separating the layers of noodles and placing an egg on top. Over Easy? i think thats what it's called
7. Cooking it like normal and adding cream of chicken (my favorite way)
8. Melting cheese over the top of the uncooked noodles (really unhealthy, but its like asian nachos)
9. Making the noodles and mixing them into a pan that is sauteing (don't know how to spell it) vegtables and pouring the broth powder into it
10. Making the ramen like normal and adding beef and vegtables to make it a bit more hearty