I never realized how much I appreciate having a dishwasher until now. My entire life I have always been fortunate enough to have a dishwasher a part of my kitchen appliances. I just recently moved into a place that does not include a dishwasher in the kitchen. At first I didn't think too much about this. No dishwasher? No problem. WRONG. Big problem. I live with three other girls. We try to keep our place clean but the one thing that never seems to go away are the dishes. We try to wash our dishes right after using them but things come up. Its life. Sometime you just got to abandon your dishes until another time. The problem is that that time takes a while to come around. Dirty dishes waiting around for their day in the sun. The day they are returned back to their shinny clean state. Until then, they will just have to wait for their reviving moment. The day is inevitable and unknown.

Flowers aren't practical

I don't really see the excitement in receiving flowers. I watched my roommate eagerly unwrap her package she received on valentines day. We both new that it was a bouquet of flowers. The big white word FLOWERS gave it away. The whole time she was prying at the box, I couldn't understand why so much excitement. She clearly knew that it was flowers but opened the box with such desire to see what is inside. I too received a bouquet. I thanked my mother for the package, opened the box put the flowers in the vase with the water and continued on my day. Its not like I don't appreciate the gift and value the significance of it, its just that flowers don't cause much of a reaction for me. I don't see the need for them. They smell good and are pretty but I guess I would just prefer a gift of greater use to me.

Babysitting

Being a baby sitter is the best job ever. Being a full time student, it is difficult to find time to make money of my own. I have always had an interest in making money but now that I have classes every day, I find it difficult to find a job that can be accomadating to my class schedule. When babysitting, I get paid in cash the day of and am able to go to class and sit. This week I am staying with a family who's parents are out of town. Its cool because the kids are 10, 14 and 17. They aren't fully dependent on me, yet I have responsibilities. It does feel a bit odd though to be watching after a boy who is 2 years younger than me. I wonder if he feels weird too. I know I would if i were in his place.

SUN

I love how nice weather really affects people's personalities. Its just all good vibes from people on the street just going about their day. A sunny day with no clouds and vast blue sky is sure to result in more friendly faces. I know that my personality reflects on the weather at times. When it is gross and rainy out, there is just this lingering feeling of gloom and unhappiness. I think one big reason why I enjoy seasons so much is because of this affect is has on people.

yo mamma

I wonder who started yo mamma jokes. I mean I can understand the whole concept of insulting ones mother but why yo mamma? Personally, I probably would be more offended if someone was cracking some yo doggy jokes. You can talk all you want about my mamma, but when it comes to my dogs, not cool.

Temple Run

Temple run is a really fun game. I really want to get enough coins to get the chinese lady. Maybe one day. Or I could just settle for the porcupine dude. I find myself getting stuck in the game, quickly dodging tree trunks and flaming obstacles. I wonder what happens at the end. Does the temple run ever run out? I need to know!

Changes

Lately I have been feeing very perplexed by homeless people. Im not stranger to them. I think I set the bar pretty high as far as mind boggling homeless people experiences go. Living in big cities has provided me with these. After moving from NYC to Chicago I will notice certain comparisons are differences between the two cities. The biggest difference is the smell. Chicago does not have heaps of garbage lining the streets which I believe helps to contribute to the wonderful smells. I will not miss walking through thick, lingering clouds that have a stench like nothing else. It is indescribable. The only appropriate way to describe it would be to say that it simply smells like NYC air.

The next thing I have noticed that really seem to be different here are the homeless inhabitants. It's probably really messed up to say this but it's like they are a different bread over here. Sorry to anyone who love homeless people. Their way of life and means of survival are different than those in NYC. Its interesting to me that people in the same situation with the same resources does not result in the same behaviors and actions. I guess I always assumed homeless people must all be the same but now I see how wrong I was. I do appretiate that my crazy crack head encounters have decreased greatly here in Chicago but could really do with out all the guilt tripping method which seems to be popular here. I can understand  when a homeless person will simply ask for money in a appropriate way but to act like it is my job to give you money I can not comprehend. From my experience homeless people in Chicago are dramatic. The second one realizes they aren't getting anything from me, the diva switch turns on. I am stormed with loud jumbled words of excuses and reasons why I need to give them money. Whenever this happens I can't help but to laugh. Its comical to have a homeless person talk to me like I am their mother denying them their allowance. Maybe the reason some act this way is out of desperation. If that is the case, then someone should inform them that throwing tantrums is not the answer. It didn't  work when I was five and definitely isn't going to work for a 50 year old homeless man.

What is this thing?

I would not consider myself a tech savvy individual. Id actually say I'm more of what ever the opposite of that is. Technologically challenged maybe. Id just never really gotten into the whole thing. Facebook is about as far as my interest goes. I always hear my friends say things about what they wrote on twitter or what they saw on tumbler. I can see the pleasure these things give them and can't deny, some of that shit is funny! The only time I ever think about getting a twitter or blogging is when my friends talk about it. Its not that I refuse to be a part of this other world or anything. I think its a cool thing and can understand why so many people are hooked. Sometimes I almost feel socially responsible to be involved. I feel bad at times when I can't relate or even understand what my friends are saying. Then I remember that I have no interest in what they are saying and don't feel as bad.
I have to admit, it wasn't as  as I thought. Here it is, my first blog ever. As of now, my feelings on blogging remain the same.