The time has come for you to recycle!

It's so frustrating to be at a friend's or relative's house and watch them carelessly throw away plastic water bottles. As convenient as a garbage can is, why can't there be another bin placed right next to it? You can easily toss anything recyclable in there instead of with trash.

Everything in the world today is becoming less and less available, and what disappears quickly always ends up costing more. The need for recycling is important to keep our forests alive and our air fresh. Not to mention the amazing role model society we would be setting for our children.

If nothing about the future, and the kind of world we'll be forcing our children to live in matters to you, then think of how lazy you're choosing to be. YES CHOOSING! You're not forgetting, claiming to be ignorant or coming up with excuses. It's not expensive, it's not hard, and can't possibly make you feel bad. Households are usually already provided with recycling bins, or you request one and you get it, FOR FREE. AND trucks come to pick it up from your house!

To help jump start your new recycling attitude, here's a simple list of what can be recycled:

• Plastic
• Paper
• Cardboard
• Magazines
• Newspapers
• Aluminum (cans, bottles)
• Glass
• Beverage Cans
  

Baldwin Center Experience

When I first got to the Baldwin Center I had no idea what to expect. I've never volunteered at any kind of soup kitchen before, or even been to one, so for me this was a whole new experience. I actually assumed when we were there we'd be directly working with people, helping them more so. But to my surprise when we were there was an off time for lunch so it was empty. They were people walking around busily... doing things to prepare for dinner I think. That I did expect.

When we got to talk to the one who was running our visit I learned more about the Baldwin Center than what I thought we would. I couldn't believe the range of things they offered to people in the Pontiac area. Or for that matter how bad it was in the Pontiac area...
I've been there for concerts a couple times, and when I'm out with friends, but that doesn't really expose you to the real city. I had no idea there were so many people in the area who were in need of help. I did notice that even though the Baldwin Center offers a lot it still isn't in the best shape. Neither really is the clothes closet that we worked in. I think that money could be donated just to help create a better environment for the Baldwin Center to help others. Maybe even then they could create an area for over night staying...at least for some people in the community. That's the only thing I think the Baldwin Center is missing.

Memories as we Remember them

Real Vs Fake... you tell me

In high school you'll let friends do anything to you, if it makes you cooler. I spent a good couple months with my best friend trying to impress two other girls, who we kind of knew. We wanted to be more like them, understand life they way they did. Have people worship us, like the way these other two "best friends" were. We finally started hanging out with them, and one night we were have a major sleep over at my house. Someone came up with this genius plan to let Whitney cut bangs for me. I loved it, she looked cool and super pretty, so if she knew nothing about hair cutting, it wouldn't matter right? Wrong. She butchered my hair. Then it got worse when my best friend thought they looked pretty good, so she said "I'm Next!" Next thing you know she has intense, horribly chopped layers that create a bird ready to take flight on her head. Dark brown and blond hair covered the floor in my basement. And just looking at eachother we both knew what the other was thinking...
A couple months later by bangs grew out enough that I could stop the pinned back look. But it took at least a year later for my best friend to grow back the hair she had. And still it looked thin. We learned a pretty good lesson that night.

*****

In was really hot in July this year, there were a ton of people over enjoying the hot sun, while swimming in my pool. Trees covered the sun from heating the water, usually making the water to cold to get into, but today it was perfect. It cooled your skin to the perfect degree. Slowing the day began to fade into dusk, and it became harder to see outside, but still just as sticky hot. Even more so as the sun started to disappear. I went inside quickly to order pizza for everyone, it had been a long day and we'd all grown an appetite. I got off the phone in time to hear someone scream loudly. I jumped to my feet and sprinted to the poolside, trying to stop quickly to figure out what happened but I slipped on the puddle near the pool and slipped right down onto my butt. I felt the hard cement crush my bottom, instantly pounding my body to a stop. I tried to hide the tears and slowly everyone started to point and laugh. I jumped quickly into the water as to hide the tears that slowly slid down my cheecks.. hoping the pain would go away if i tried swimming. No such luck.

Writing like a king

Reading King's memoir was completely different than what I expected. I've never read any of his novels and don't really like what his books are about either. I do however know he's a house hod name.
From someone who has so much experience in writing, and an interesting life of his own, I would expect to have learned something of value from King. One thing that really struck my interest was his idea of finding what you're good at and embracing it.
So many people do this in daily life, most seeking a career after something they're good at. If you excel in high school in a particular subject, you view that as your strong point. So if you get straight A's in math or science through school, when it times to go to college you're more likely to pick a career that's heavy in those subjects, especially because it's something you probably enjoy doing. Sometimes you're good at them and don't want to do that. Which is okay, is just means you look for something that comes naturally that you do enjoy doing. This choice in life is one that King uses as a writing strategy, I learned from him that this can become a technique in your writing.
I love the idea that says find what you're good at and use that in your writing. Not doing an entire mix of writing techniques, some of which you could entirely fail at. If you don't understand how to personify something, don't do it. King has a lot of genius writing ideas, but this was one that I really connected with. I tend to get into phases where I write a particular way and keep doing it over and over again because I'm good at it, or feel I'm getting continually better at it. King's telling me that it's okay for me to stick with what I'm good at, and understand. Rather than being all over the place and making myself a bad writer.
Thanks King!

Water is life.
Water is air.
Water is happiness.
Water is the color in which I feel.

Water is love.
Water is

The Vegetarian's Last Supper; Buffet Style

I'm so glad you could join me for my marvelous feast. I chose to go out in style, and over-do it for once in my life. I know you can find something you'll like here because I love so many different kinds of food, it's practically impossible not to find something you like. Come, let me show you.

There are four courses, but please don't be afraid to have more of whatever you like. Appetizers first of course, you have a couple different options. There all dairy heavy though, I apologize for that. There's a four cheese quesadilla, warm melty cheese inside, with a slightly tangy sauce. Not very spicy, I can't do that. Mozzarella cheese sticks, with ranch dressing of course, or salsa and chips. Hopefully you like one of these but if not, don't worry because every table has warm rolls and butter!

Okay, you even have options here. You can have five cheese lasagna with green beans and chive mashed potatoes, I definitely suggest this just for the potatoes. They're not like those mashed potatoes that get kinda chunky, but perfectly mashed, where they just melt in your mouth. If you don't like lasagna then I offer a cheesy mostaccioli, with pergoies as a side. They are a Polish family tradition that I love, and I'm sure you will too. But if neither of these options seem to satisfy you, I'm also having veggie burgers from Bar Louie at Partridge Creek Mall catered as well. They are the best tasting burger you will ever taste, once you smell the warm grilling through the air I know you'll want one of these. They're amazing tator tots are a must as well.

Dessert is the whole reason for eating the meal so you get cheesecake, or pie. I love them both to much to just pick one. There's red velvet or pumpkin pie cheesecake. (Definitely recommend the red velvet. Moist cake with cream cheese frosting that excites your taste buds just with one lick.) There's cherry, raspberry-apple, and pumpkin pie. I know, somewhat repetitive, but maybe you want to try them both out and tell me what you think?

ENJOY!

G'day Mates!

I've realized today that work can be a stressful and exciting work environment.

We shot another commercial, me once again stealing all the attention... those sheilas can't get enough of me. It must be how cute and little I am... possibly my amazing color...hmm this is something we could possibly debate upon.

Anyways for the commercial, yes the commercial. They're in love with this idea of mistaking me for the company name...probably working that in for the future. The focus for the commercial we shot today is all about using me as a "trustworthy advertising icon." I was rather confident, I figured I'd give it a burl. Turns out I'm pretty convincing, the interviewer was a ding bat anyways. He made it easy for me to look so good.

I'm well prepared for the next line up of commercials. Can't wait to see what blokes I work with next.

Define the Love of aThing

Everyone has those necessities in life that they've come so accustomed to having that it would sincerely be impossible to live without. Here are mine.

Chapstick. That tiny little tube of heaven resting in my pocket constantly, is one thing that would break my heart to not have. It can take you from a pissed off mood, to a I'm-ready-for-anything attitude. When you're crying and salty tears run down your face, everything will be dry but your lips, because you just put on a fresh layer on heavenly moisture. Can you imagine walking around with chapped, dry as a desert, flakey lips? Chapstick is all one needs to bring their lips back to life. And how amazing, they come in so many different shapes, sizes, and colors. You can even have Dr.Pepper flavored lips, or Strawberry Kiwi! So many flavors to choose from no one needs to be plain and simple. You can even use it as a way to express who you are. Me? Well I'm an almond swirl kind of girl. And I'll be that way till I die.


Essenital number two: My phone. It sounds so petty and stupid to me, but when I think about it, whose life doesn't revovle around their phone? I'm sorry that I never know what's going to happen to me on a given day, and if it puts me back down in Florida, I want to be able to have the number of my friend from Disney who lives there now within a seconds grab. How about the fact that last summer I was an hour away from my home with a jeep whose engine had just died. My phone? not so helpful since it was dead. (partially my fault, seeing as I had no car charger.) But the lovely guys who rescued me, their phone was worth millions to me! I called my parents and had my Dad on the search for me in seconds. I never learned the value my phone had so much in my life till that night. The potential it is capable of holding seems endless with today's technology, but to me it will always be an infinite phone book and the connection to the friends and family that I love, with just the touch of my hand.


Coke Zero. I think I could drink close to a million gallons of coke zero and still not be sick of it! Tell me it doesn't have enough sugar in it, that you can tell it's a "diet" tasting pop, but guess what? If you drink it long enough I bet switching back to regular Coke, or even Diet Coke, you'd find it had an incredibably better flavor than either of those. I can't think of a single meal I wouldn't enjoy having a coke zero with. Not a particular time of day I couldn't drink one. Hell I had one this moring on my way to school! It's the perfect combination of caffine to get you going, taste to perk your senses, and love to make you feel happy inside. Whenever I feel like I can't finiish reading something, or can't stand listening to someone talk, I reach for a Coke Zero and I'm content to let the world pass by. I won't complain or make comments about how I wish I could be doing something else, or wish I were somewhere else. Grab yourself a can of coke zero and taste the blissful liquid joy. Let it slide down your throat and fill your insides with pure, organic paradise. If you don't like it, or understand why I feel the way I do please, call me an addict, call me crazy, tell me I have the worst taste in the world for loving Coke Zero. I'll just tell you I'm happy you don't like it and take the can out of your hand.

When all that's left is to come home

It took me about a week and a half to decide I'd spend the Fall semester of 2009 down in Florida working in the Disney College Program. I left in August in a Jeep Commander that had just enough room for it's three passengers, no wasted space. I then spent the next six months working in Downtown Disney.
It felt like giving up on friends and family cold turkey style. I had tons of support from everyone, and I knew once I was down there I'd love it, which I did. However I never got to come home at all for those six months, which was a new experience all on it's own. The longest I've been away from my home is about two weeks.
Once in September, October, and November I had friends or family come down to visit me. Maybe this is why I never got home sick. People had asked me numerous times when I was down there, and since I've been home if I missed being home, and besides Christmas time, the answer was honestly a "not really." Sometimes I lied because really, doesn't that sound horrible to say? "No, I don't miss my family at all!" When really, if you'd known my schedule, there really wasn't time to sit around and miss people. It was a fast-paced, go-somewhere-get-things-done kind of lifestyle. And if I weren't running around I just wanted to sleep!
So what happens when all this time has gone by and you've managed to stay in touch with as many people as possible through your phone and facebook. Are you worried things may be completely different when you get back? A lot can happen in six months...
But it's amazing how true of a test that is for a friendship. I'd like to say I'm extremely proud of the friends I've seen in the first week I've been home and every time it's like I've been gone for a week or two. No awkward moments where you're not sure what to talk about, or afraid you can't ask if someone is still dating that jerk from two months ago. It's like an invisible bond between the two, or three of us that instantly connects once we're together. No amount of time or distance can ever change that, and for whatever doubts crossed my mind in the twenty hours I drove home, they are forever gone.