Saturday, June 1, 2013
Descriptive paragraph assignment I had to do it was fun!
5:16 a.m. the harassing tone of the alarm clock
encompasses me. With the foul taste of sleep still on my tongue I roll over
dreading to leave my 500-threat count heaven. Finally, urging myself out of my
antique four-poster dream world to the scratchy welcome of the old worn beige
carpet. Trying not to stub my toe, like usual, on my giant clubbed foot dresser
I shuffle to get ready for my day. Meandering over to the cream vanity, which
makes up the corner of my room I quickly put on my face as I try to decide
which of the ten lotions I have to choose for the day, finally electing cherry
blossom. Blowing a kiss to my sleeping other half, I try not to wake him, as I
scoot out the door while it bids me a creaking adieu.
Starbucks Anonymous
You are on your way to work and the craving hits you
like a ton of bricks. It seems to be calling to you. You will have time, right?
Five minutes and you can be through there and get your double shots in no time!
The cost not important, we all know you need it, and seriously you do not care
if you fall under that stereotypical profile. Starbucks, your morning joy, the
one thing that can wake you from being an a.m. zombie.
Pulling
up you look at the menu maybe you’ll get something different today but you
already know you will get the same thing you always do. Cup of mocha with two
double shots even though you want three you know you cannot afford it. Just
thinking about it makes you wake from your autopilot mode. Man did they go up
on the price, but really do you care? With your pocket book six bucks lighter, you
are on your way with the overpriced, but quality coffee. Wondering to yourself
why have I bought into this steep trend.
Parking
your car and heading into work the aroma hits you. Looking around, you notice
that everyone has made their usual stop at Starbucks. Just like you, they think
that they need that jolt of java to get them through all the meetings, car
pools, and whatnot. In reality you all know you do not need it but man does
everyone seem to think they do? You know that if someone at your job does not
get his or her double shot for the day you had better steer clear because it
will not be pretty. As the workday progresses you see some come back from lunch
with their craving of caffeine in their left hand; that fresh brew that makes
them functional.
Chuckling
to yourself, you notice you fall right into the same stereotype. Videos in your
mind playing back all the things that you have seen and thought when you went
into get that caffeine pick me up. The book nerds huddled in the corner getting
their fix, students studying in a group trying to make it through their next
exam, or business executives pushing against the space of time for sleep and
work. All rolling into the one need or so they thought. I guess that is what
makes Starbucks so successful. People thinking they need it.
In
a way, the purchaser is somewhat addicted to this new trend, buying into all
the new rage of expensive coffee and stereotypes. Before you know it they will
have a Starbucks Anonymous for those stuck on that caffeine fix the one thing
that they think they need to survive and we all know they don’t really need it
they just want it! It is like the feeling of hunger never being satisfied but
instead it is a feeling of thirst for alertness and vitality. This thirst is what drives people to buy more
and more thinking that they will not survive without it. The legal addiction of
caffeine that has been around for ages and ages but only now is it becoming a trending
problem.
An old essay I had to do on my favorite place...
Stillness, it is
everywhere. Why you ask? The time difference of course. I wake up to look at
the generic alarm clock on the bedside table to my right, glaring at me to show
it’s only 3:36am back home and everything would be chaotic at 8:36am. We’ve
only been here a day and it’s beautiful from the crashing waves to the trade
winds blowing tousling your hair it’s the perfect vacation spot. So much
culture around me that my senses just soak it up as if I were a dry sponge laid
out in the sun for days. The feeling of pure bliss as I know the day could not
get any better and with such a great time difference, I will not sleep all day!
Up early I decide to go explore the little piece of
Honolulu below our hotel. Strolling around the corner I stop and stare at the
spotless streets, I have never seen a city so clean! Gawking like the retarded
tourist I am, my eyes finally settle onto a little bagel shop not but two
stores down and I decide to investigate (later this place became my little
breakfast haven). One shop away and the aroma of fresh baked bread hit me. Ordering
a bagel and a cold Starbucks Frappuccino (you know the kind they have at
convenient stores) leaving I’m off to explore the city amidst the Plumeria trees.
This place, from what I could see, had everything from: tiny shops with vendors
trying to sell you their souls and the best seascape you could imagine. All I
could see were surfers for miles upon miles, all looking for their “perfect
wave.” Just a short ride from our hotel was an old inactive volcano the hard
piles of solidified rock stretched all the way to the ocean just daring you to
view its beautiful destruction once caused.
Our picture perfect day of exploration seemed as if it
might end with the quick change of the trade winds blowing some clouds in hastily.
Luckily, what they call rain is what we know as mist! Fifteen minutes later, it
ceased; to be quite honest it was very refreshing as the whisper of mist
caressed my tacky skin. Soaking up the rays of sun, I explored all the ways to
the edge of the solid lave. I could never imagine what it would have been like to
see Mother Nature in full force. Since it was gorgeous out, I decided to take a
little stroll not noticing how much time was going bye, being that it was a
wonderful 87 ⁰ out. Before
I knew it, I had gone up the beach and came to rest at a quaint little town.
The laid-back culture of “hang loose” engulfed me. There
were little fishing boats and a market. More of the harassing soul-selling
merchants trying to pay for their twenty kids and a tiny little surf shop that
rented surfboards for the day. We ended up going into a restaurant down the
road that had things like Pâté and escargot. I, of course, chose to eat the
tomato soup, since I did not feel like being brave and trying the escargot. It
was delicious like nothing I have ever tasted before. Our whole meal went that
way; everything was as if it was being eaten for the first time with explosions
of new tastes in my mouth. This little island had turned into my little heaven
made of pineapple fields and people of a marvelous culture.
Thinking back at the whole experience, I could not have
asked for any place better than Honolulu. The beaches, weather, and their
people were some of the best experiences in my life. I know that before I die I
want to visit Honolulu again to experience it like the first time. Before
leaving the island, you are supposed to put your lei’s in the ocean in hopes
that one day you will return. I know I will one day; I just do not know when
yet. One of the great things in life is you’ll never know what will happen or
when so I’m hoping one day I can go on a whim back to that peacefully wonderful
island.
The American Dream Outlook
People long ago knew
exactly what the American Dream was. Today there is a completely new meaning to
it. In the beginning, it was a basis for what American’s knew. The definition
of the American dream is the widespread aspiration to live better than their
parents did. That dream has changed now,
instead of people viewing it as an opportunity for a better life many are
seeing it as an opportunity to get away with murder, steal from the government
or win big in a lawsuit. Instead of living the best life possible, they are
trying to live it by beguiling others by any means. The dream for most, in
general, is to do better off than their families before them. Many people have
lost sight of what we once were. Possibilities then were endless dreams with no
bounds of what could be. Back then, people only saw the positives of a hope to
do great things. Now it is as if American’s only see the dismal side of life.
From our harsh economy to facing wars to the east, it all seems so grim from
that long ago happier view on America.
Saturday, January 5, 2013
My Until Heaven List
3.
Take a cooking class
5.
Photograph something epic
6.
Visit Ireland
7.
Get Married(remarried) in a Castle
8.
Get my Bachelor’s Degree
9.
Get my Master’s Degree
10.
Have kids/adopt kids
11.
Own my own practice
12.
Buy a house
13.
Take a pottery class
14.
Visit all the States
15.
Dress up just for my Husband even if I am not
going anywhere
16.
Go to Paris
17.
Own a business
18.
Buy really nice jewelry
19.
Have a study in our house
21.
Volunteer for something I believe in
22.
Help others throughout life
23.
Give to those who need it more
24.
Invest in the youth because they are our future
25.
Be altruistic
26.
See the Holy Land
27.
Visit Australia
28.
Renovate Something
29.
Create something spectacular
30.
Write a book
31.
Get another dog
32.
Do something spontaneous
33.
Have someone throw me a surprise party
34.
Lay in a field and star at the stars
35.
Climb a mountain
36.
Go hiking
37.
Workout more
38.
Learn to ski and snowboard
39.
Change someone’s life
41.
Read the Bible front to back
42.
Sing in front of an audience
43.
Learn a new language
44.
Have family reunions
45.
Go to a High School Reunion
46.
Own a horse and a barn
47.
Get more involved in church
48.
Grow old with my husband
49.
Have a romantic getaway with no technology
50.
Get my concealed carry license
51.
Spoil my nieces, nephews, & future
grandchildren
53.
Do more things that frighten me
54.
Be in two places at once & photograph it
55.
Have a pen pal
57.
Always learn about new technology
58.
Never forget about records
59.
Find the perfect little black dress
60.
Learn to dance ie. Ballroom and swing
62.
Chop down our own Christmas tree
63.
Have a library in our house
64.
Teach our children the importance of family and
traditions
66.
Horseback ride again
67.
See Italy
68.
Wear heels more often
70.
Teach something
71.
Always learn to laugh even when times are rough
72.
Cook something time consuming
73.
Travel as much as possible before I die
74.
Pay off any and all debt
75.
Appreciate my parents more
76.
Save money for a rainy day
77.
Be more trusting of others
78.
Blog more
79.
Use my imagination more and teach others to do
so as well
80.
Design my dream home with my Husband
81.
Build my own office
82.
Make memories with new things
83.
Have a formal dinner party
84.
Go to a ball
86.
Meet someone important
87.
Conquer my perfectionism
88.
Help someone on the side of the road if stranded
89.
Enjoy life all the good as well as a lot of the
more frequent bad
90.
Become more environmentally conscious
91.
Eat healthier
92.
Visit all the sites of the US
93.
Get a passport
95.
Don’t get mad at others when they change
96.
Go on a Cruise
97.
Share my life experiences with someone, everything
99.
Push myself further every day
100.
Be myself Always.
Monday, December 31, 2012
Little pieces of me ♥
Irony at it's best: As a friend you are caring and willing to do anything for your friends. In pain and sickness you will help them because it is who you are. However, when the shoe is on the other foot there is no one to be found, excuses are made, lies are told, and in the end you are left with your God and your devoted other half. The nice thing to know is that it's all you need and even if one day that other half is gone your God will never be.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Pain & Suffering
Sometime I often ponder what is the point that God would put us through pain and suffering. These times, especially as of late, I question His purpose behind it all. However, during these times I pray to Him and ask for His help. I give my all to Him and yet I feel suffering in such ways. Yet I know this is not from my God this is evil work. Yet he does put us through these trials and tribulations for a reason. I can't wait until I find out what all these sufferings I've gone through are for. I am a helper of many, I know this is my purpose, yet I'm not quite sure why yet. Frustrating at times but it is in these moments that my faith helps guide me. Just thought I'd share a bit. So those going through similar situations as I please don't despair. There is a reason behind all things. Reminder of a lifetime :) May God be with you all.
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