Irony

So just something very ironic and slightly hilarious....

Today when I went into Anthropology (class I had right after posting) I realized that the boy who was creepy and made me feel uncomfortable, was in my class and sat in the row right behind me. 

Waterloo?!

So I have a great love for a song sung by the best pop band of the 70's & 80's, which is Abba of course. Anyway the song is titled Waterloo. Although the song is all about a young woman who decides that being in a relationship with a certain boy is inevitable, my usage of the text is exactly opposite. Only a few of the lyrics truly apply...

My my, at waterloo napoleon did surrender
Oh yeah, and I have met my destiny in quite a similar way
The history book on the shelf
Is always repeating itself
Waterloo - couldn’t escape if I wanted to

At the  beginning of this past semester I began talking to a boy who was in one of my classes. He looked like he didn't talk to girls lots, and all of my guy friends are these type of boys so I didn't see any harm in what I was doing. After a very long conversation, walking and talking, the young man asked me out on a date. It was a bit strange because I'd only really known him for 30 minutes but I ignored that fact and agreed to go bowling with him. The next couple of days proved to me that I had made a mistake in saying yes to a person I hardly knew. Basically he did not know how to going about doing what he did without being a total creep.

Anyway, today in American Heritage a young man sat next to me and we began talking. After class we were headed to the same part of campus and so we talked on our way there. He said some fairly funny things and I laughed. Now here is where our story goes a different direction. When we went to go our separate ways, he DID NOT ask me out on a date. He simply said, "I'll keep my eye out for you next time and we can sit by each other." Afterward, I was thinking and my first bad experience came to mind, I sincerely hope history does not repeat itself. I don't think it will but it never hurts to be cautious.

Now I don't want to say, on a happier note, because it seems like I dislike meeting new people so I'll try, on a less stressful note... I talked to a super attractive boy that I went to school with.  He and I have never really interacted. Ever. So I was a bit surprised when he walked up to me and started conversation.  

You'll probably be hearing updates on how events play out... Concerning Waterloo, because realistically I will never talk to Boy #2 ever again. Maybe.

Basketti

So I don't know how many of you who know me know that I am a Major klutz... It is a big enough problem that my father has even labeled me as having a "Destructive Nature". As if I intentionally try to break things in spite of the world. 

Anyway, the latest incident wasn't really me breaking anything. So that's a good thing but it was still an incident nonetheless.

My grandma was looking in the fridge and pulled out a container of spaghetti sauce that had been sitting in there for quite some time. Informing her that it that belonged to Natalie and I she asked if it had gone bad (She sometimes has a hard time seeing/smelling mold).  I opened it and saw that it had in fact become moldy. Grandma handed it to me and as I was trying to get the tupperware to the sink, I fumbled and it fell to the ground.
Unfortunately, I hadn't put the lid back on so it spilled down the front of me and onto the floor. I was wearing one of my favorite Sunday outfits... It is now sitting in a sink of cold water.

*****FYI*****
Cold water works miracles on stainful things, esp. red stuff. Unless it's ink, then you use hairspray.

You would think that I absolutely hate this attribute/tendency/ailment, whatever you want to call it, but it has taught me some important things. 

1. Domestic tricks of removing stains.
2. Accidents happen.
3. Patience and understanding when they do happen.

Trying new things.

Well hello. I have tried this blogging fad once before but didn't have the dedication and soon found I really had nothing to say. I am now in college and I'm really fantastic at stressing myself out and sticking to what I comfortable with. In the past couple of years I have been constantly working to combat these depressing features by simply rearranging my furniture, ordering something new whenever I go to a restaurant (sit down or fast food) etc. Anyway, I have decided this blog is my new challenge.

I haven't really decided what this blog is going to be, an online journal, cute domestic ideas, recipes I'd like to make, a vent board, or maybe just a bit of it all. I guess we'll see.