Now that I've reached the end of this semester, I'm meeting it with mixed emotions. On one hand, I'm excited to start this new chapter of my life. On the other hand, I'm really nervous. It's tough to shift gears when I've been here at Camden County for four years. I mean, it's always scary when the status quo changes, right?
Still, I'm just barely a teenager now. I'll be 20 in less than a year, hardly the child I was when I started here. But, am I an adult yet? Absolutely not. I am by no means wise enough to warrant that title.
This blog has been a pretty neat experience. I'm glad I did it, but honestly, I probably won't do it anymore. It's just so awkward, really.
Anyway, I said at the beginning of this that the first post was the first step of my journey. That journey is now over. It's time to start the next one.
Cliché enough for ya? ;) I hope you enjoyed reading my posts more than I enjoyed writing them.
Goodbye, and God bless ya! :)
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Gas Station Generosity
I ran by Wawa to get some gas the other day. First of all, being from Pennsylvania originally, I love having people to pump your gas for you. It hasn't gotten to be normal yet for me. But it's pretty awesome.
So, after I gave the guy my card, I got out and started cleaning the windows on my car. This guy walks up and asks me if I wanted help, and promptly takes the squeegie-thingy and starts cleaning my windows.
My first thought was, 'Oh, this guy clearly wants money,' but I had no cash on me. So I said, "Thanks, but I don't really have anything to give you." He just smiled at me and said, "No problem. Just here to help."
With it being so hot out, it was greatly appreciated. I felt so bad that I literally had no money on me. I really would have given him something, but I couldn't. Plus, I'm not entirely sure he would have wanted it. Once he finished up, he just smiled and walked inside.
Random acts of kindness are the best. :)
So, after I gave the guy my card, I got out and started cleaning the windows on my car. This guy walks up and asks me if I wanted help, and promptly takes the squeegie-thingy and starts cleaning my windows.
My first thought was, 'Oh, this guy clearly wants money,' but I had no cash on me. So I said, "Thanks, but I don't really have anything to give you." He just smiled at me and said, "No problem. Just here to help."
With it being so hot out, it was greatly appreciated. I felt so bad that I literally had no money on me. I really would have given him something, but I couldn't. Plus, I'm not entirely sure he would have wanted it. Once he finished up, he just smiled and walked inside.
Random acts of kindness are the best. :)
Roadkill
So, today we woke up, went on our back deck, and saw a lovely dead rabbit in our backyard. I have no idea how it got there. All I told my mom is that I didn't want it there. I mean, I felt so bad. It made me really upset. So, my mom calls Animal Control and asks them if they'll pick up dead animals. Apparently... they don't.
BUT, they picked up two dead starlings on our property last summer, but apparently they can't be bothered to get rid of a dead rabbit in our yard. I'm sorry, I am NOT about to go and get rid of it myself. I have an unnatural fear of anything dead, whether it be a bug or a rabbit. The guy we talked to could barely be bothered to even listen to us. He made it painfully clear that he didn't really care what we had to say.
So yeah, I have a dead rabbit in my backyard, and no one seems to be able to get rid of it. =/
BUT, they picked up two dead starlings on our property last summer, but apparently they can't be bothered to get rid of a dead rabbit in our yard. I'm sorry, I am NOT about to go and get rid of it myself. I have an unnatural fear of anything dead, whether it be a bug or a rabbit. The guy we talked to could barely be bothered to even listen to us. He made it painfully clear that he didn't really care what we had to say.
So yeah, I have a dead rabbit in my backyard, and no one seems to be able to get rid of it. =/
We All Scream for Ice Cream
We went to our local ice cream joint not too long ago. It's awesome. I used to be a die-hard Dairy Queen fan. Like, NOTHING could beat DQ. Until I found this place. We've lived here for nine years, and every summer we go there at least 4 times a week. Wow, that makes us sound like pigs or something. ;)
Anyway, I went over with my sister, and the owner was there. She recognizes us (I'd hope so after 9 years), and we were chatting. I've been trying to get a job there for three summers now, but she rehires everyone she had last summer, so it's almost impossible to get in. :( Anyways.
I ordered some chocolate soft serve to bring back for my mom. Unfortunately, not because I'm so awesome that I thought of her. I mean, I did... but she asked me to bring some back. But just because she likes us, the owner gave me a large instead of a regular, and only charged me for the regular. I love that. Makes me feel like she really cares.
Now I want some ice cream. I may have to run out and get some. :)
Anyway, I went over with my sister, and the owner was there. She recognizes us (I'd hope so after 9 years), and we were chatting. I've been trying to get a job there for three summers now, but she rehires everyone she had last summer, so it's almost impossible to get in. :( Anyways.
I ordered some chocolate soft serve to bring back for my mom. Unfortunately, not because I'm so awesome that I thought of her. I mean, I did... but she asked me to bring some back. But just because she likes us, the owner gave me a large instead of a regular, and only charged me for the regular. I love that. Makes me feel like she really cares.
Now I want some ice cream. I may have to run out and get some. :)
Hits Close to Home
So, I've come to expect that people aren't always going to be polite. At times they'll be rude, condescending, or just obnoxious. But I didn't expect it to come from a friend.
So basically, I recently became friends with a very interesting group of people. It's pretty cool. We've got people from all walks of life, and it makes for a pretty good time. However, some of the people have an issue with being slightly overly-sensitive.
One of my friends has this issue... whenever she gets offended by something, she just doesn't say anything about it, and then it builds up and builds up until it becomes this huge deal. The entire thing could be avoided if she would just tell me if I offended her. Because I'm a bit clueless about these sorts of things. I'm used to the idea that I'm going to offend people, especially if we get onto topics like religion or politics.
But, that doesn't change the fact that it's a bit ridiculous to not tell me what offends her, and then suddenly make this huge drama about it. I mean, that's not fair to me. I'm no psychic or mindreader. I can't tell if I've offended her, because she doesn't mention it! It's not fair in the slightest, because then I'm constantly walking on eggshells around her, afraid to say anything for fear of upsetting her.
The reason I'm posting this is because I'm kind of in the middle of one of these situations right now. I have absolutely no idea how I offended her, but I haven't seen her or spoken to her in a couple months. And eventually we'll start talking again, until something else comes up and starts a whole different problem.
It's getting on my last nerve. I don't even know what to do anymore. I'd like to be her friend, but if I can't be myself around her, I'm not sure I should. Any advice?
So basically, I recently became friends with a very interesting group of people. It's pretty cool. We've got people from all walks of life, and it makes for a pretty good time. However, some of the people have an issue with being slightly overly-sensitive.
One of my friends has this issue... whenever she gets offended by something, she just doesn't say anything about it, and then it builds up and builds up until it becomes this huge deal. The entire thing could be avoided if she would just tell me if I offended her. Because I'm a bit clueless about these sorts of things. I'm used to the idea that I'm going to offend people, especially if we get onto topics like religion or politics.
But, that doesn't change the fact that it's a bit ridiculous to not tell me what offends her, and then suddenly make this huge drama about it. I mean, that's not fair to me. I'm no psychic or mindreader. I can't tell if I've offended her, because she doesn't mention it! It's not fair in the slightest, because then I'm constantly walking on eggshells around her, afraid to say anything for fear of upsetting her.
The reason I'm posting this is because I'm kind of in the middle of one of these situations right now. I have absolutely no idea how I offended her, but I haven't seen her or spoken to her in a couple months. And eventually we'll start talking again, until something else comes up and starts a whole different problem.
It's getting on my last nerve. I don't even know what to do anymore. I'd like to be her friend, but if I can't be myself around her, I'm not sure I should. Any advice?
Update: AC Moore Redemption
So I took another trip to AC Moore, and it restored my faith in the store hiring amiable people. I was still working on an art project for my Visual Arts class, (my asymmetrical, free-spinning mobile). So, after spending all afternoon researching how to make a mobile free-spinning and asymmetrical, and studying Alexander Calder's work, I packed up, grabbed my sketch, and headed off to AC Moore. This was my second trip there for this mobile, but this time, it went much better.
Once I got there, I flagged down an associate (albeit slightly dubiously), and asked him if he had any ideas on what I could put on a mobile to make it interesting. He immediately brought me over to the wood section, with all the little wood models. He started pulling out a couple and suggesting different themes for a mobile. Eventually, I settled on summer, and he then walked me around and pulled out a bunch of wood pieces, helping me decide on a fence, lawn chair, birdhouse, and picnic basket.
Then I asked him if he knew where I could get little decorations for the pieces. He brought me over to the section and we spent 10 minutes pulling out little plastic decorations to glue onto the pieces. Finally, after 45 minutes, I had all my stuff ready, and had had a great time.
This has completely restored my faith in AC Moore. :)
Here's a picture of my completed mobile:
I love it, and so did my teacher. I got an A in that class. =D
Once I got there, I flagged down an associate (albeit slightly dubiously), and asked him if he had any ideas on what I could put on a mobile to make it interesting. He immediately brought me over to the wood section, with all the little wood models. He started pulling out a couple and suggesting different themes for a mobile. Eventually, I settled on summer, and he then walked me around and pulled out a bunch of wood pieces, helping me decide on a fence, lawn chair, birdhouse, and picnic basket.
Then I asked him if he knew where I could get little decorations for the pieces. He brought me over to the section and we spent 10 minutes pulling out little plastic decorations to glue onto the pieces. Finally, after 45 minutes, I had all my stuff ready, and had had a great time.
This has completely restored my faith in AC Moore. :)
Here's a picture of my completed mobile:
I love it, and so did my teacher. I got an A in that class. =D
More Makeup and Fun
DISCLAIMER AGAIN: This post is also full of makeup and fun, girly stuff.
The other day, my mom, sister and I went to Ulta again. This time, it was for my sister. Her foundation is just all wrong for her. I mean, all wrong. It kinda turns orange on her skin, and she says it makes her look like an Oompa Loompa. So we went to visit my friend Lex who works there.
She was amazing.
First thing she did was sit my sister down and ask her what kind of stuff she wants for her makeup, and then proceeded to get the perfect shade for her. My sister went from looking like an Oompa Loompa to having perfectly even skin tone. I'm jealous. lol
But the coolest part was that she gave us a free gift that we'd have to spend $35 dollars to get. She said it was because we're always so good about getting stuff from her company (StudioGear) that we earned it. We only spent about $20 that day, but we still got a great makeup bag that my sister can now use. :)
I love that girl. She's so much fun.
The other day, my mom, sister and I went to Ulta again. This time, it was for my sister. Her foundation is just all wrong for her. I mean, all wrong. It kinda turns orange on her skin, and she says it makes her look like an Oompa Loompa. So we went to visit my friend Lex who works there.
She was amazing.
First thing she did was sit my sister down and ask her what kind of stuff she wants for her makeup, and then proceeded to get the perfect shade for her. My sister went from looking like an Oompa Loompa to having perfectly even skin tone. I'm jealous. lol
But the coolest part was that she gave us a free gift that we'd have to spend $35 dollars to get. She said it was because we're always so good about getting stuff from her company (StudioGear) that we earned it. We only spent about $20 that day, but we still got a great makeup bag that my sister can now use. :)
I love that girl. She's so much fun.
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