Baby doll

I asked my Step-Dad to e-mail me some picture of me when I was little. When I opened this one I was instantly reminded of how much I loved this baby doll. I carried her around everywhere in Germany my mother would let me. The most interesting thing about this baby is people would come up to me and ask how old the baby was. I would just show them the doll and they would realize it wasn't real.

Do shoes talk?

I was sitting down with my friends today during some rare down time. I saw that one of my girls shoes had some writing on them and I wanted to know what they said. I asked her..." What do your shoes say? " . When I said this one of my boys came up to me and said..." Shoes don't say anything! They don't talk! ". I thought about his comment for a second. You know what? He's so right. Shoes don't talk. I was so consumed by this thought I forgot to look and see what the shoes said. I really want to know what those shoes say!

I'm tired?

I can't stand it when people tell me I look tired. Maybe I am but why do people need to state the fact? I just don't understand what you accomplish by telling someone they look tired other then making them think they look like crap. I know it doesn't make me feel good. If you think someone looks tired please keep the comment to yourself for both your sakes.

Bring it on brings on a question

I love the movie Bring it on. I watch it all the time. I've watched it three times already this week. Its one of those movies that I don't get tired of watching. It's fun, has some great lines, romance, hot girls and hot guys. If you haven't seen it I personally think your missing out.
everything I watch it one thing bother me about the movie. Why is the vote for head cheerleader done on the first day of school taken by a girl that's already graduated? Shouldn't that happen at the end of the school year? When I watch it I try to work this question out. I never come up with a satisfactory answer. I guess I shouldn't be thinking anyway. It is just for entertainment.

Dragonfly soup

On a Monday evening I called in an order to a favorite restaurant of mine. I'm not giving out names because I don't want any prejudices against this restaurant. I'm sure some of you will figure out what restaurant I'm talking about and never go there with me again. I'm ok with that. I ordered my typical order of fried rice and wanton soup. I picked up my order and went home to enjoy. I take out my soup and I notice on the inside of the lid there is something stuck there. I think wouldn't that really suck if there was a bug in my soup? This is not an usual thought for me. The thought crosses my mind a lot when I go out to eat. I take the lid off after deciding not to shake whatever it is into the soup. OH MY GOD! There is a dragonfly stuck to the lid of my soup! A completely intact DRAGONFLY! I stand there stunned for a few seconds and actually contemplate just eating my soup. Couldn't do it. I thought I can't let them get away with this. I call the restaurant and tell them about the dragonfly in my soup. The guy on the phone was very apologetic and tells me next time I come in he will give me free soup. I tell him I'm coming now and I want a new soup. I took the dragonfly soup with me to show him. He opened the soup and said " Your right. It is a dragonfly. ". I wanted to say " DUH! ". This will probably never happen to me again and I am thankful for that. I have been back to this restaurant twice since the dragonfly soup incident and have had no problems.

Hello again!

I am officially back online! I have been for about 20 minutes. I have been sitting here staring at my computer thinking... What now? What do I say? Have I lost my blogging ability? That would be so sad to me. I have been looking forward to this day for three weeks so, why has my mind gone blank? I think possibly its the pressure I put on myself. Oh well. I'll work through it. I'm back people!!!! Yay for me!!!