July 17, 2010

And "Boom!" Goes the Dynomite...

I know I said I would post more often, but I just couldn't find the time. Between school and mine and Phoenix's break up, I just haven't felt up to it. All I've done is gone to school, come home, and fall asleep on my couch watching Criminal Minds.

School has been taking over my life, too. I'm there literally all day, and that's the only thing I do all day. I go to school, I sit through the demo on a shitty stool with my butt falling asleep for the full 3 hours, and then I copy the demo. It's so strange, too. How everyone works and interacts with each other. Maybe it's because I'm the youngest one there, but it just seems so weird to me. They all try so so so so hard to be this great group that works together. What they don't understand is that it will just happen over time. I don't need a team meeting and schedules and spreadsheets to help me get closer to the people in my class, I just need time, like everyone else in that class. We've been in school for about a week and a half, we still have 22 more weeks to go, I'm pretty sure we will all bond one way or another.

Plus! Everyone is always talking about their jobs or their husbands or whatever. If you're so into bonding, talk about something that everyone can relate to. Like me. I'm unemployed, recently single, and just graduated high school. I don't want to talk about my plants and how much you like coconuts.

Things I like to talk about:
Cats
Crayons
House M.D.
Fight Club (even though rules one and two clearly state we shouldn't talk about it)
Funny misfortune (ex: someone you know stepped in dog shit in the forest and got punched in the face by a bear)
Music (ignore this topic if you like country music)
Cartoons
Mulan




Things I HATE to talk about:
Plants
Employment
Husbands
Universities
"The Industry"
My non-existing love life
You being my "taste-tester", I'm my own damn taste tester
Stories only you think are funny (how your cat jumped on your dog and woke him up)
What you did "back in the day"




It's pretty easy to tell when I am not enjoying the conversation. I don't try to hide it. Not even a little bit. I am clearly looking for something to "distract" me so I don't have to stand near you anymore. Or I just walk away all together while you're mid-sentence. Don't take offence to this. I'm sure your husband and your boss at your high and mighty job still appreciate your bad humor and lame stories.

The past few weeks haven't been all bad though. I finally was able to overcome the disgust of the "subway sandwich" smell and buy a veggie 6 incher. I've only missed the train home once and I've only gotten lost in the train station/city once. I've also started to enjoy reading again.

Reading is funny like that. It's exactly like health food. When you start for the first time, you're excited about your new self and how much more mature and evolved you will seem. Then about a week later your throwing your book across a room screaming "fuck this shit! Whoever invented reading sucks!". Then a few weeks later you pick up that same book and start all over. You do this over and over and over again until you finish the book. Reading doesn't get any more exciting or beneficial, just more of a challenge you're determined to overcome. However, once you reach the second or third book, you just give up all together and start watching movies like it's your job again.

P.S. I also hate when I google image "I hate plants" and a picture of a jock strap pops up.

June 30, 2010

I'm a Horrible Blogger!!!

For the past couple weeks I have been in bum mode. My life (or lack thereof) has consisted of ramen noodles, mac and cheese, gallons of iced tea, mario galaxy, reading blogs, facebook, and drawing pictures on paint. Notice that actually blogging is NOT on that list. I don't know what happened! At first I was like "BLOGS ARE GREAT! EVERYONE WILL LOVE MY LIFE AND LOVE ME AND MY BLOG WILL BE SUPER COOL!!!!"

Then... Nothing. I failed. I wrote a few posts then my laziness/procrastination kicked in and I was like "OH! THIS IS A GOOD STORY! I SHOULD BLOG THIS!" and then I was like "...meh. It can wait a few hours while I watch House." And it never happened.

But to update everyone on my life, nothing new has happened.

...Kind of.

I did almost die by a pine cone at my gramma's house while celebrating my uncle's birthday. I also finished season 3 of How I Met Your Mother. So I guess those are monumental events.

I promise I will write better posts. I guess I should use my bum-ness to its full advantage.



Don't ask me why I drew this. It just popped in my head, so I drew it. It's pretty unfortunate.

Also, that picture is only added because I had no other pictures that were relevant to what this post was about. So you'll just have to deal with a cat on a leash being pooped on my a bird!

June 13, 2010

As Long as you're what I'm Coming Home to, the Skies are Blue.

For the past 4 years I've been friends with a boy named Phoenix. He is so easy to talk to, fun, cute, sweet, understanding, and just simply amazing. Although some times we weren't the best of friends, he listened to me when I complained about the stupidest of things and he let me cry to him even when we hadn't talked in weeks. For years he had liked me and I didn't think a single thing of it. I took him for granted and just dealt with myself when I couldn't decide how I felt about him.

About two weeks ago, I uncontrollably fell for him, and boy did I fall hard. It's kind of cliche, but I fell for him at prom, when I was intending on spending the night with just some of my close friends. We went seperately. He took his own date and I went by myself, since my previous date and I had just ended our awful relationship. I just wanted to have fun that night, dancing and seeing my friends. Then Phoenix just came out of nowhere and started dancing with me despite the fact that he had come with someone else that night. Since we had been friends and I always thought he was cute, I danced with him. I knew I had a crush on him, and I knew it was just getting worse and worse every minute I spent with him and then during a slow song, he kissed me and that was that. I liked him. I liked him so much at that point it hurt.

From that night on, Phoenix and I have talked every night. We've spent every day we could together because every day we were apart it killed us.



Graduation wasn't far from prom night and we knew it. I spent days with him and his friends, even though I didn't know them that well. All was well though. His friends accepted me right away and I enjoyed spending time with all of them. When my family came out for graduation, they all got to meet Phoenix and he got to spend some time with them. My grandma kicked his ass in dice though.

When graduation was over, we took our picture together and said our goodbyes since I was leaving for Chicago the next day, and he was staying in PA to go to Kutztown. He promised he would write me letters and I promised the same.

The drive to Chicago, I never felt as lonely as I did knowing I was leaving the boy I love behind.

I have never felt so comfortable with anyone and I have never been so sure about anyone, like I am with Phoenix. He is so important to me and he means so much to me that I could never put it into the right words how I feel. I'm just hoping the feeling I have toward him never go away and I hope the way he feels about me grows and grows with time, no matter how far apart we happen to be.

May 12, 2010

"You know what I was thinking when I was dripping this butter on my milk?"

Tech is a strange place. It's kind of like school, but not at all at the same time. You go to your shop (culinary, cosmetology, carpentry, etc) with kids from a bunch of different schools, some over an hour away from you, and you all have class together. I personally am in culinary arts and a lot has changed since my first day there and today.

I started off knowing no one. I had to start fresh and make brand new friends. All the first levels (students attending for their first year) were grouped together and we had theory every single day for the first semester and couldn't go out into the kitchen. Needless to say, I made lots of new friends. Even some new best friends. Unfortunately, after that first year some of us aren't that close anymore.



I came to learn early, that in the kitchen, sharpie markers are treated like gold. Rarely does anyone around you have a sharpie and if they do, someone is going to steal it out of your chef's coat in about 2 minutes. You need sharpies almost all day. Anything you make, you have to label it when it goes into the walk in.



I found out the hard way, that it's very possible and most likely, you will be injured, tackled, or knocked over in the locker room when you are doing simply nothing but getting changed. 12 girls at one time don't really fit in our little locker room at one time. It gets kinda crazy in there sometimes.



The chefs at tech aren't exactly like teachers. 2 of the 3 male chefs have moustaches and there is no FORMAL education. We frequently get off topic and some bad language is used. Some of the chefs are really awesome and completely understanding...



... while others are kinda creepy and you try to avoid them at all costs.



We've had millions of awkward moments and I've heard people say the strangest things. I've also seen some of the strangest things. I once saw a chef pretend to be a rapper while kneeling on the floor. I've heard billions of "that's what she said" jokes. I've heard the most awkward things come out of a chefs mouth. For example, as Shane was filling cream puffs, one of the chefs came up behind him and said "don't put it in too deep". And I've been in many awkward situations where I have no idea what's going on.



All in all, I've learned a lot from tech, and not just in a culinary sense. I've learned to get along with people I don't like, how to deal with bullshit drama, how to fake smiles and sincerity to customers, and how to deal with situations I'm completely clueless in and just use what I know to get me through it. It's weird to think that I completed my time at tech on May 20th. We have our awards night and I'm done. I'll still come to tech for another week, but it'll be pointless. I will already have my certificates and I'll be set up for college.

In the beginning, I was worried that tech wasn't the best idea for me. Now I've realized that tech was one of the best decisions I've ever made. It solidified that pastry arts is definitely what I want to pursue as a career and I've completely fallen in love with what I do. Plus, I've made some really great friends in the process and I've had some really amazing mentors and unforgettable experiences.

May 4, 2010

Oh, Phillies Fans.

Last night the Phillies played a home game. Now, I'm not really into sports, but I am when a kid from my school jumps the fence and runs onto the field. From all of the talk and videoes and pictures I have seen at school today of this event, I have gathered the following information:

1. Steve Consalvi is now a legend/hero
2. He had been planning to run on the field.
3. He spent a night in juvi
4. He has a $5,000 fine
5. He dropped hard when they tasered him
6. He was the first to be tasered at a major league baseball game
7. He called his step dad before hand and told him he was going to run on the field
8. Steve Consalvi's name is very hard for me to pronounce.



Why someone would ever think running onto the field of a major league baseball game would be a good idea? I have no clue, but it's funny as hell. Apparently he went to court at 9 this morning, but other than that, I have no solid information about what's going to happen to him beyond the night he spent in juvi. Some people are saying he'll get the fine taken away because he was a minor and security used excessive force, but who knows.

At first all of this was very exciting, hilarious, and everyone was talking about it. By the end of the day, I was tired of hearing about it. I'm actually just surprised the security guard didn't totally kick his ass. They thought he was a terrorist! Besides all that, he did run for a long time on the field. He ran long enough for someone on the upper level to get out their phone, get it on video setting, and take 15 seconds worth of video.

Just youtube it and you can see the whole thing. However, prepare yourself for all the nasty comments people are leaving about the whole situation, calling him an idiot and lots of other things. Some of the comments are rough and from some non intelligent people (you can tell because they write like they never learned how to spell).

So because of this whole getting tasered business, this kid Steve Consalvi is pretty much a legend and exteremely popular. I already know one boy that is super jealous that he's not center of attention anymore. I won't say who, but I will say, he's a flamming idiot.

April 29, 2010

Long Term Substitute Teachers Should Not Exist

Long-term subs have to be the worst thing on the planet. My Honors Research Paper class just got one since our teacher (Mrs. Kummerer) is out getting surgery. I don't even know our sub's name. I do know that this is her first ever teaching job, that she is trying to be our friend and not our teacher, and she has taught me nothing. She gives us about 5 minutes of work and then claims that's all she had planned for the day so the rest of the period we just do whatever we want. We just had a test and we never went over or read some of the material. Plus! She talks so quiet that I can hear a word she says. I look around the room and just see people randomly turning pages in their books. My English class has become a joke. We blow bubbles, Matt played guitar one day, no learning happening. At all.



Because of this English class we are all going to become mullet sporting, uneducated fools. I can barely read anymore! I thought my shirt said "So Fierce" today, it definately says "So Fresh". My education is at a stand still!

April 28, 2010

Floor-duh.

So recently I just got back from Disney World for my senior class trip. It was seriously so much fun. I roomed with Kim, Kellso, and Molly and at first I barely knew them at all, but by the end of our 5 days in Florida, we were all good friends. We stayed up late, goofed off, ate lots and lots of food, and managed to piss each other off.

When we got to the Philly airport, it was about 4:30 in the morning and all of us loaded up on coffee, tea, and junk food. None of us knew where we were going, what we were doing, or who we wante dto sit by on the plane. That's probablly mostly because of the exhaustion. Seating arrangements in the airport alone were difficult. We had to sit in the seats at the gate next to ours and we all tried to fit on one row of seats, since they were the only seats left. We were a little squished.



Once we finally made it onto the plane, I wasn't sitting with any of my roomates. I ended up in the same row as Ryan and Dan, but it worked out just fine. Ryan fell asleep and Dan drew pictures of people sitting around us. I thought I would sleep the entire flight, but there was no way that was going to happen.

As soon as we landed we all got on our buses and headed straight for Epcot. We all looked and felt disgusting, but no one cared, we were finally in Florida.



During the first day we rode all the rides at Epcot, even the horrible ones like Honey I Shrunk the Audience, which Tara later re-named "Honey I Shrunk my Dick" and then we made it to MGM, which is now called Hollywood Studios. We managed to ride Tower of Terror 9 times that day and befriend some of the workers, such as, Christian, Giovanni, and Chris.

The next day we started off at Magic Kingdom, rode the typical rides like Space Mountain (twice) and then a water ride. I still think the castle is the best part of Magic Kingdom.



After doing all we could at Magic Kingdom, we went over to Animal Kingdom, which turned out to be my favorite park. We went on the safari, and rode a couple rides including the new Mt. Everest ride (While it was raining) and the Dinosaur ride that basically made me pee my pants. While on Mt. Everest for the 3rd time, it started to rain while we were in line. None of us really thought anything of it until we were locked in on the ride and it started to downpour. This rollercoaster quickly turned into a water ride and none of us were wearing clothes appropriate for water rides. As soon as we got off the ride, it stopped raining, completely. So we all went immediately for the bathroom. 7 girls fit inside the companion bathroom as Ryan patiently waited outside. Then while Joy was on the toliet, someone decided it would be a good time to take a picture, so they called Ryan over to take the picture and Tara and I ran over and sat on Joy's lap to cover her up. That picture is one big mess of wet clothes and runny make up.



I can't even begin to explain how often we were riding the buses to get from park to park. It kind of got old after a while. The whole not being able to find a seat and then when you did find a seat it was next to weird people you didnt know and small child that liked to poke you and make crazy faces at you as their parents yelled. It started to become rather unpleasant.



The third day we all went to water parks. The group I was hanging out with decided to go to Typhoon Lagoon. Molly didn't know the name of Typhoon Lagoon and called it Tampoon Lagoon, so we forever called it that. After water slides that gave us major wedgies, seeing way too many speedos, waiting way too long in line for lunch, and almost drowning in the wave pool, we wanted to go back to animal kingdom and ride Mt. Everest and Dinosaur again. However, from Tampoon Lagoon, you can only take buses back to resorts. So we would have to take a bus back to our resort to get on another bus to get over to animal kingdom. Someone in our group then decided it was a good idea to get on the first bus we saw and then get off at that random resort to get on a bus for animal kingdom. So we did that. We got lost, ended up riding the bus for a half hour and ended up at Saratoga Springs. As we got to one of the stops at Saratoga Springs, I noticed the bus infront of us said it was going to Animal Kingdom. So I yelled "ANIMAL KINGDOM BUS IN FRONT OF US!!!" and as soon as our bus stopped we ran off our bus to get onto the Animal Kingdom bus, scared we were going to miss it. Strangely, as we were running off our bus to get onto the Animal Kingdom bus, a BUNCH of kids from our school were running onto the bus we ran off of. As all of us were running, the two groups of us just yelled "boyertown!!" and kept running.

Later that night, we all went to Medievil Times, ate lots of food, cheered on our knights, yelled at Mike Lacek, and had a dance party. I don't think I have ever had that much fun there before. Especially when Felicia followed a boy into the bathroom by accident.



Day 4 of Florida, our entire senior class went to Universal Studios and Islands of Adventure. We rode as many rides as we could since we were only going to be there for one day. Unfortunately, Harry Potter wasn't open yet, but we still managed to enjoy ourselves. When we made it over to Univeral Studios (we did Islands of Adventure first) we wanted to ride the new rollercoaster Rock It. When we got to the line, the wait was 90 minutes, so we decided to do everything else and then come back to it at the end. We rode everything from the Mummy to Jaws. Then when the night was almost over we all grabbed hands and ran through the park because the parade was starting and we didn't want to get caught in the middle. We ran, almost took out a wheelchair, jumped over barracades, and when we got to the ride at 7:59, they wouldn't let us on. The ride closed at 8 and we just missed it. Disappointed we decided to get some ice cream, but little did we know, the shops all closed at 8 as well. So we all ran to the Hard Rock, got a table as quickly as possible, ordered ice cream, scarfed it down threw money on the table and ran out. We needed to be on the buses at 9, we made it there at 8:59. Record time.

Day 5 in Florida we only had a little bit of time left to be at the parks since we all had to catch our flights home later. So we all split up. Tara, Joy, Kim, and I went back to Animal Kingdom and then to MGM to ride Tower of Terror for a grand total of 16 times. As our fun at the parks came to an end, it started to downpour completely and none of us could change clothes because there was no way we could get to our luggage. When we all got onto the buses to go to the airport, all of us were soaked and tired and whining about having to ride the plane wearing soaking wet clothes, but there was nothing we could do. Once we got on the plane, I once again didn't end up with my roomates or anyone I spent time with. I was squished between Ryan and Joey. I ended up falling asleep on Joey which was really awkward since Joey and I had only met one time before that.

Finally we got back to Boyertown and Ryan took me home. It was midnight and I was tired, so I threw my luggage on my floor and fell asleep. I had school the next day.
Eventhough my roomates and I got on each other's nerves, there was some drama, and we saw men in speedos that should never wear sepeedos, Florida had to be one of the best times of my life.