Thanksgiving

Since it is November, and it is also two weeks before Thanksgiving, I thought that I would share with everyone that Thanksgiving is my absolute Favorite Holiday. I don't really care for Christmas that much because it is just a reason for everyone to buy things and waste their money. But Thanksgiving is special for me because I get to spend it with my family. This is the only time of the year that all of my aunts, uncles, cousins, and siblings all get together and have dinner. We all usually talk and play games. My sisters and I all help out with cooking and cleaning in the kitchen, and the men are usually watching football or outside smoking cigars.

I can sadly say that getting to see my family is not the only reason why I think thanksgiving is so awesome. It all has to do with the food! I love eating on Thanksgiving because there are so many different varietys of food and it all taste so delicious. I love stuffin gmy face with turkey and stuffing, especially pumpkin pie. I come from an Italian family, and let me tell you, when my aunts cook… it is the BOMB! Nothing can beat having a yummy, fatening  thanksgiving dinner with my family on Thanksgiving. I like to give most of the credit to my aunts for making Thaksgiving dinner so filling and fun. If it wasn’t for them and their extremely amazing cooking skills, I most likely wouldn’t like Thanksgiving.  J

secrets

     If you ever need someone to talk to, someone to vent to, someone to spill your thoughts and feelings out, then I am your girl. :) Most of my friends tell me that that is what makes me such a good friend. I am always there to listen to what people have to say. I don't keep anything hidden and always am straight forward.. No matter how mean the things are that I say. I feel like people always have to know the truth. Every one should know the truth. I listen to what others have to say. I am always the one that if one of my friends is having a bad day or if they are upset, they call me. I always have something to say, weather it is advice or something to make a person laugh. Honestly I can say that most of the things I do 98% of the time are not meant to be funny, but for some reason, all my friends think I am hilarious. I just don't see the point in being lame all the time, I like to laugh and have fun. I think it is very crucial to be outgoing and optimistic, especially when it comes to hard times. My friends are the main majority of people that I can most-definitely express myself. Even when I meet new people, my views, opinions, and my attitude stay the same. Not only am I a good listener, but I keep things to myself. Your secrets are safe with me. (unless it has something to do with killing someone or doing something bad)

movies

Personally I love movies. All kinds of movies; scary movies, love movies, mysteries especially! It's nice to watch a movie in the comfort of your own home. To get to relax on your couch with family and friends, eating whatever snacks you want. It's sorta free if you think about it. But then again, it is way better to watch movies in a movie theater. You get the full experience with the surround sound! I also think that just watching a movie in a movie theater just makes the movie ten time better. Anyways, I have seen practically every movie there is, and sometimes they dont turn out to to be as good as i hoped, or not as funny, or not as adventurous. For example, the other day i went to see Life as we Know It. Yes it was a good movie but i was expecting it to be funny. The previews for the movie made it seem like the movie was going to be a comic. I admitt that i laughed a bunch of times, but most of the time the movie was sad, and emotional, and made me want to cry. No, its not because I am a chick guys, it was because there were parts in the movie that would've affected anyone, especially when the baby looses her parents, and the main characters lose their best friends. The movie stirred up emotions in me that I thought would be good, but weren't. I wouldn't say this was a bad movie and that you shouldn't go see it, but I would tell you that it is  sad and not like the previews made it out to be-- funny.  I do feel like though, that if I would've watched this movie in the comforts of my own home, I most likely wouldn't have had the same experience like I did in the theater. I'm just not quit sure why this has an affect on me, maybe it is because of the circumstances of being in public. I would just like to ass that bad movies do not affect the way I feel about movies in general because iI loveee movies. If I had the money I would rent movies every night instead of watcing t.v. and almost every movie has a good ending or a lesson to learn from.

when i grow up..

                When every child was little, if you asked them, “what do you want to be when you grow up?” The main responses were to be a firefighter or a teacher. But not from me, I always wanted to be a nurse, I would play nurse with my sisters and act like they were sick or hurt. I would bandage them with band-aids and wrap them with cloths to look like a cast. I would take temperatures and give them tablespoons of juice to substitute for medicine. I never understood why everyone wanted to be firefighters and teachers. Being a firefighter to me as a child was a very dangerous and scary job. And why would you want to be a teacher? No one ever liked the teachers, especially when it was nap time or u got in trouble for telling Johnny to “shut up”. Shut up was always a “no no” back then. We always got gold stars taken away or we had to sit in time-out for 20 minutes. Nobody liked teachers. I’m pretty sure everyone had a good excuse for their career choice, and I doubt that if you asked them now, that their answers would still be the same. But for me, being a nurse has always been on the top of my to-do list. Not only did I enjoy helping my sisters when they were “sick” but I always loved helping others and telling them what they should do to stay healthy or to get rid of their cold. All this I learned from my dad. He did everything he could to keep his children healthy and away from diseases.

For me today was an extremly stressful day. not only did i wake up late, but i had also forgotten to study for my world civilizations test. The worst part about this is that all of my test for that class are written essays. To add to that, my steering fluid pump went out on my car and I was told that it'll cost 500$ just to fix it. SO yet again, I had a long, stressful night at work. Making only enough money to put gas in my moms car for school. I start on my math homework only to find out I wrote down the wrong assingment. And this teacher doesnt use blackboard.
After countless attempts to get the assingment, i fail and finally give up. I came to my last assingment to work on.... this blog. Brainstorming got me nowhere today. I guess you could say it was just ''one of those days''but I figured that since this blog is about my life, that telling about my gloomy day would count as a blog :)

Free Spirit

Growing up I always had a strong desire to run. it always helped me release stress and just think. I always thought that everyone should run to get fresh air and clear their minds. It also helped me concentrate more in my studies.  Especially in grade school when I started playing sports. Basketball, softball, and track. They all were good competitive sports which also gave me time to exercise, gave me time to be out of class, and out of the house. I wasn’t always secluding myself to my bedroom or running around getting in trouble. I always had something to keep me distracted. Being in sports also helped me keep my grades up because in order to be on a team you had to maintain a “b” average and represent the school in a good manner while displaying good conduct.

When I wasn’t playing sports in school I was doing tennis and soccer outside. I took lessons for tennis for five years and I always found it to be my favorite sport. In my free time I loved to swim. Not only did swimming give u great legs but it also gave you an awesome tan line. (haha)

I would have to say that I really never liked the competitive part of the sports I just loved to play and loved the way I felt after I got done playing. It was always so easy to relax and do homework after practice or a game.

what would you do?

                I was thinking about what I should write for this blog, and for some odd reason I was stumped on what event in my life I should write about. I am assuming it has something to do with a narrative paper that had to do with an event in my life. So maybe my heads just fried from all the thinking iv been doing about myself the last two days writing this paper, and also writing blogs about my life. But I decided I could talk about something recently:

                So just recently I was on my way home from school, just like any ordinary day of my life. Of course it was hot out, therefore I had my windows down. I was flipping through my favorite radio stations; 106.9, 9.33, 9.55. I was pulling up to a stop light and decide I don’t want to listen to the commercials that were planning so I quickly change the station. One of my favorite songs from the Counting Crows comes on the radio, then there’s a tap on my window. Like any normal person I was startled and I most likely said something along the lines of “what the F***” and to my surprise it was a firefighter hold up his boot. What would be the first thing that pops into your head when this happens to you? That is probably very similar to what ran across my noggin the second I saw this. I rolled down my window wishing the light would’ve turned green already, but to my dismay, traffic was still whizzing by on the street in front of me, no green light.

It just so happens to turns out that this Mr. Fire Fighter Guy was collecting money to help fight muscular dystrophy.  I give him a couple bucks in his boot and go on my way. Later on down the road I am sitting at another stoplight and a woman knocks on my window and tells me about her organization and how they are raising money with Saint Jude to help fund cancer research. I gave her a couple dollars and went on my way.  

That night as I am pulling out of target there is a man standing on the side of the road with a sign asking for money or food. I pulled over and gave him 3$ and told him to go to Wendy’s. The only reason I did this was because I had others in the car with me and because I thought back to earlier that day and remembered the firefighter and the woman for Saint Jude, and I decided why not help one more person.