Wednesday, September 19, 2012

the thoughts that stem from a simple pedicure.

my mother and i went to have a pedicure over the weekend. this was my first experience having a professional pedicure. the young lady that did it was awesome! she was very gentle and my toes turned out lovely.

anyways. some things were flowing through my mind as this gentle Asian girl worked on my feet. she didn't talk much, because her English was poor and anytime she asked me something i would either have to ask her to repeat, or just smile and say "yes. sure."

so in the mean time, instead of conversing, like my mother was trying to do with the person working on her feet, i would read my magazine, and look over to see what she was doing. now. it's not that i didn't trust her. it's that i was not really sure what went on during a pedicure.

speaking of which, did you know that after they lotion up your legs, they smack them? not a painful smack, but more like a pounding. either it's to wake up your legs, or.....i really don't know why they do that. but they do.

and i'm ok with it.

back to what i was originally saying. anytime the pedicurist and i made eye contact, we would smile at each other. i guess that was our own way of conversing. and i'm all about smiles. i think just day to day, people need a smile. but even though i say that, you have to be careful who you smile at just anyone. obviously, some people will be stupid and take it the wrong way.

why do i get so distracted, even in a blog post?

well, i don't know exactly how we got on to this, but the the awkward yet, reassuring "smile conversation" that we had reminded me of the time a spent in china. and that's not just because of the fact that an Asian girl worked on my feet. i think it was the way we communicated with one another through our body language. that's basically what i had to do to communicate with those who knew little or no English at all.

i was talking with my mother about it that evening and got very teared up over the fact that i wanted to return to china. not permanently, unless God shows me otherwise. but it made me remember how i felt when i first got home and started recuperating from the jet lag. and for weeks and months after that. china had taken a piece of my heart.

little did i know that after a year, it would still have part of my heart.
i hope and pray that God allows me to go back someday.

in the mean time, i guess that i should start telling y'all about it. i started shortly after i returned home, but never finished telling the blogger world about it. i suppose a year is a long enough wait, don't you?
in the mean time, here is the first post.

this was quite the long-ish post, now wasn't it? if you stayed a read my entire thoughts and ramble, you are fantastic in my book.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

it's thursday again.

...two of your best friends and your mother blindfold and kidnap you. the ending was happier then the beginning though. don't worry.

... you make any kind of accidental loud noise in the library. it echos.....very loudly. almost walk into someone and while moving out of each
other's way, he does a little jumpity thingy. you are not a boxer. stop bouncing back and forth like on. honestly.

 ...a friend from school knows it's your birthday, and starts
serenadeing to you IN THE LIBRARY.

 ...the same thing happens at your other job, and you get chased into
the bathroom
by another serenader.'re school mascot is a sandshark and one of the profs. comes
up to the front desk and asks you "how do you sand a shark?" um...i don't know. find a book entitled "who moved my cheese?", in the psychology section. i moved you're cheese. guilty.

... your shoes keep tripping you up, ESPECIALLY when you walk by someone.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

two decades.

well, today is my twentieth birthday. i share this day with beyonce', or so i was told. 

um....yay for me? 
i think? 

anyways, today i really didn't do anything but school and work, which does stink with it being your birthday and all, but this past weekend totally made up for it. :)

what had happened was (and all good stories start out this way) friend, Danielle, tells me, not asks me, but tells me thursday night that i am going to come spend the night at her house sunday night. because i enjoy her company, i say "sure."

well sunday comes around, i pack the way i would normally pack for a night at a friends. myself, along with Danielle, Abigail, my mom and some other lady-friends go to lunch. danielle, abigail and myslef head back to the church afterwards, where the surrounded me, tell me to take off my glasses and proceed to put a blind fold over my face.  then after about an hour and many twists and turns, we finally stop driving (also after a bathroom break for SOMEONE and one other stop). 

does the blind fold come off then?

my mom pulls me out of the car and starts leading me somewhere.

then she takes the blind fold off, i put my glasses on, and i find myself in the presence of what used to be three of my very good friends that i have grown up with. these three have turned in to very handsome citadel knobs! 

i haven't seen them for a month, so the fact that we were able to see then while in charleston was so great. such a pleasant surprise!

the beginning of my weekend really stunk like poo, but this made it so much happier.

the best friend and myself. 
the other best friend and myself.
and still another dear friend and myself.
dani and the boys.

and then we spent the next day just walking around downtown charleston, which is something i love to do. charleston is one of my very favorite places.

at the waterfront park in charleston, sc.

the whole litter of us beaufortonians.

thank you to my mom for making this happen. thank you to the nicholas's and Wes for making me happy for my birthday. thank you bray and zach for also making me happy. thank you danielle and abby for kidnapping and torturing me. 

you all are pretty dang fantastic and know how to make a girl feel special. 


Saturday, September 1, 2012

the weekly awkward moments are back!!

alrighty y'all.

school is back in session. and that means, for me, it's time to be awkward again. and i'm excited about it! yay for awkward!

... i'm going to turn 20 next tuesday (wink wink) and i'm fangirling (and i have loved them since they started but now it's just alot more) over a boy band. i get you thought it was going to be one direction. NOOOPPE. it's those attractive fellows in the link above. don't you judge me. there are alot worse things to listen to out there. and i justify it with the fact that they are either two-three years older then i, so "i have a better chance" then most of the teeny boppers out there. hahahahaha.......awkward. of your two english profs. mixes up a miracle that jesus performed with something completely different. professor said, "locus's to fishes", whereas, correct me if i'm wrong, but i believe it was "water to wine."

...the other english professor, when talking about a project and saying that if we are "a control freak and have to have everything our way, that we need to get over our d*** selves move on. yep, he went there..