i love a boston bean.

Jus so u know.

the grass IS greener in greenville

Not really, but I like that.

It's actually dry and orangey... and the dirt is red.

Roads here are named with absolutely no common logic. They criss-cross and change name before you even know what happened. There are 3 "Phillips Rd."s within in a 10 mile radius of where I used to live.

Sweet tea is the south's crack. You wouldn't believe the mass amounts of it the people here drink. They should get their sugar checked... overload!

This summer I went to the Rocky Mountains on vacation. I saw the kind of country shit you see on the movies. We stayed up the road from people who have 2 goats, 4 chickens and a pony.. for pets. But on our lil piece of heaven, life was rather relaxing. There was a creek that ran 50 feet from the property. Bugs were rather minimal. We could walk up 100 yards and sit under a waterfall. One trip in particular reminded me of a very distinct memory of a night at the reservoir...

Recycling... Don't let the mass amount of options around the city mistake you. On the whole, recycling is taken rather seriously and is plentiful. However, this city is made up of a lot of implants. Mostly, Yankees. I have noticed a trend that southern bred people are more stubborn about it.

This is the first time I've been on the internet in 2 months. I'm a disgrace to my generation.

Being mature enough to fall in love

I don't think there is an age minimum or limit on love, but I do think you have to have a certain amount of maturity to love someone. I know someone that is claiming to be in love with her boyfriend. That's bullshit. She's not even mature enough to understand the concept of cleaning up after yourself. How the hell is she supposed to be in love. You also can't love someone for who they are until you know who you are. And now she can barely be without him. Literally, they spend every waking moment together, and it's just not healthy. Ugh...

I know that I am not the most mature 22 year old on the planet, but I try. And I'm very sure of myself. Overly, maybe so. The fact of the matter is I love someone. With all of my everything, actually. I know exactly what my everything is, so I can say that. Granted, I think shit and do shit all the time that I don't understand. But that's the beauty of the human mind, there's always something new to learn about yourself.

Speaking of maturity, what is the best way to deal with other people's immaturity? Do you call them out on it? Do you try to direct them to the road to maturity? Do you sit back and let them fall? I'd like to speak to someone very old and very mature and hear what their thoughts on that question are.

I really like a mentor, I think. Someone that I can open my mind enough to to actually take in their advice and open up about my flaws to. I know that I need some help sorting through my crazies. Teesha helps with that. Real talk, that girl is so good at figuring me out. And at helping me figure myself out. Her presence alone gives me light bulb moments (aka insights into my own mind aka reality checks).

That was a rambling blog, but I like it.

Oh the beauty of a spaceship ride.

Yesterday at work was really lame. I made one mistake and instead of constructive criticism, I got a condescending tone and tisks of the tongue (which I loathe, by the way). I will be the first to admit that I made a mistake. I should have double checked, but I really was just trying to be helpful. When I asked in a polite tone "Please don't have an attitude with me," person was all on the defensive. I have learned that people only get defensive if they have nothing to hide.

Today, however, was a completely different story. I liked all of the other servers, I was super organized and motivated, and we rocked that party out. Really, I have never seen us work so efficiently that we were done before the people had even completely left the room. Team work is really a good thing, but the problem is people don't work as a team EVER. Especially not where I work. Because everybody's got some crab up their ass that's got them pinched. Rumors are flying everywhere n shit. Idk, I think I need a new job. Ugh, I hate starting new jobs and then I gotta work all hard again. But I guess I'm already working my tail off so might as well go somewhere people aren't out to get me. I've never worked with a staff that is like this. Maybe it's the damn southerners (god love 'em). And they practically refuse to recycle! Bitches...

I am in a fantastic mood.

Hello all. Sorry for the length between my posts, but without a working keyboard typing is really a bitch.

I have been thinking a lot lately about good people, and what the definition of a good person is. I realized there really isn't one distinct definition. There are so many different ways to be good. I do wrong things all the time, I'm well aware that I'm far from perfect. However, I still consider myself a good person. I try to look out of others and have their backs. Giving to others makes me life more well rounded. And I really believe in Karma. (And stoner's karma for that matter). I started putting any pennies I get in the "leave a penny" jar, or I give them to my aunt. I swear good things have come to be ever since then. Not anything overly drastic, but little good things to make my day better. But then I know others that aren't necessarily givers, but they're good people all the same. I guess they're givers just in unconventional ways. But then there are those people that claim to be givers, when really they're so surrounded by themselves they couldn't give someone a handshake if they wanted to. I can't stand those type of people. That are so flippin' high on their horses that they think everyone owes them something! I mean come on, with all the bad things in our world, not getting you're convertible isn't the end of life as you know it. It all comes down to give a little, take a little. Everyone just needs to find the balance...

I really did get distracited.

I've been slacking on the blog posting as of late. I know only 2 people read this, but now you can be atleast a little more updated on my life. Apparently! I failed in the updating my friends on goings on department. Please keep in mind this is supposed to be me venting... so anything said can not and will not be held against me.

I got into a a government/politics mind set tonight. I don't know where they come from. When I get such moods, I suddenly become a (self titled as it may be) political genius. Who knows if I actually am having brilliantly bright light bulb moments, but maybe I skipped the day the handed out the light bulbs. HA I got that from the south.. people down here are nuts man.

Lately, I've been very discontent from the fact that we pay taxes when we make it and we pay taxes when we spend it. I don't understand it. Maybe that's because I'm most definitely NOT a political genius. I was thinking about this... If the general idea of the government and taxing is this: We work to make money so we can spend it essentially how we please, and the government is there to help us regulate and better the things we as the people do not have the time or want to do. (i.e. paving the streets, paying the teachers etc. etc.) So if the government is just helping us regulate, why should they be making money off it more than what we are? Why should they be paid more? I dont know.. I thought I was having good ideas but now I keep talking them through in my hand and finding flaws.

Is it possible to prevent hang nails? They're really a bitch. I need a fix, quick.

I've got a cold right now. I've been coughing up unmentionable things. As long as they stay away from looking like blood I'm straight, I hope. Ive been sneezing a lot, and usually I only sneeze when I walk out into the sunlight. it's always dramatic and my mom & andrea will vouch that those sneezes are dramatic.

I had never seen Lara Croft before... it's kinda lame. Angelina's accent is cheesy and the directing w as lame. But it does have the sexy man from ps. i love you. he's adorable. i think angelina's bout to kick his ass. Nope he knocked her out.. man damn! Her eyes look fucked up in this scene and damn she killed him! how'd she do that? Apparently she's just gonna leave someone she was supposedly in love with lying there, I would atleast cover him up or something. Was that supposed to be Pandora's box? oh i guess maybe, idk what this movie's called

Holiday Spirit

Christmas is upon us and it's putting me in a weird, sexy super comfortable mood. I can feel myself changing for the better and I'm loving it. That's all for now.

Love you all