I hesitated to call this "Day 27".
I went to a staged reading of a play that is still being produced called "Idream" at Kean University, that was a collaboration with Penn State and Montclair University. It was pretty awesome... I don't really want to criticize it or anything...
Anyways, as part of the field trip, we got a college campus tour, and we got to see all of their different theaters and design rooms. The funniest part, of course, was lunch... Lunch was interesting.
After buying food (Cha Ching), we sat down in their cafeteria and began to eat, everyone being starving (Celeste would correct me and say, "No, we weren't starving, we were just very hungry!"), but representatives from the school kept sitting down and trying to talk to us. Trying not to be rude, everyone would sort of stop eating and wait for them to finish and leave. But, no, the scenario was repetitive. At one point, everyone was sort of generally pissed and mildly angry. They're trying to tell us about their bachelors degree offers, and Rai is sitting there, mouth full of pasta, thinking "When can I chew?"
The building was also very cold, even while inside, everyone was wearing their jackets and scarves. But, the people were so nice. So nice... On a random note, I was extremely impressed with their costume design room. It was awesome. I loved it... The walls were lined with hats, and pretty fabric was everywhere. It was so perfect.
I was home by 2:30!!! I was so excited about re-reading the-harry-potter-book-of-my-choice when I got home, but as soon as my eyes even met my bed, I was asleep. I slept until around 5:40- 6:00. Ugh... it was so nice, but that sucks! I could have spent my free hours more wisely!!!
My cousins, Ayden and Chase, came over around that time. Today was my sister's birthday!
Happy Birthday, Sofia!
Ayden+Sofi+Chase= Chaos.
Complete Chaos. You'd have to be dripping magic to keep these little kids restrained. I have to say that I'm pretty good with kids. I can get them to calm down, and listen to me, it's just that I don't like doing that around adults. I always feel awkward around adults. Not all adults, but a lot of them.
Ayden is so awesome. He's always asking questions and being cute (I added that in there so that Sofia could get jealous). If there are any little kids that I can get complete control of, it's Sofia and Ayden. I have a certain look that scares the crap out of people, for them to know that I'm being serious, and it only takes one of those facial expressions to get them to calm down. Not to mention that bribery helps. Chase is a little bit more difficult. He likes to go off and play by himself and follow his own rules. I gave him one of those looks today, and he just started laughing. It was a scared laughing though.
One thing that I learned, is that yelling almost never helps. Sure, it helps sometimes. Sometimes. But most of the time, yelling makes the kid think about how upset they are at you for yelling at them, especially for little kids, I remember feeling scared and embarrassed after being yelled at. Instead of feeling remorse over whatever they did to make you mad, they're crying over the fact that your tall, angry, red self was towering over them, screaming in an alien tongue.
Anyways, my mom told me to wash this huge pot from dinner, and I really didn't want to. You see, I am very fond of my hands. I like for my hands to be clean and mess free. Don't get me wrong, I love clay and things like that in art. But, when it comes to food, I can't... I just can't... I don't like for food to touch my hands. Yuck...
You should see the way I eat pizza... Everyone always looks at me funny when I eat pizza.
I have a two finger rule. If I absolutely must use my hands (french fries, chips, burgers), I only use two fingers.
So, it's not really that I don't like to use my hands while eating, it's just that I am thoroughly disgusted by the thought of grease, oils, and sauces on my fingers. That's why I hate washing dishes. The entire sink seems like and endless pit of greasy water.
Also, I have really nice hands, if I may say so myself.
I hope it's something that I can overcome, because I get the same feeling when I see other people's hands all greasy. I need to stop, my blood pressure is rising just thinking about it.
-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)
PS I began this post writing about my field trip and Kean, and I ended writing about how vain I am of my hands nowadays. Also, somewhere in the middle I wrote about my cousins being wild cousins.
I went to a staged reading of a play that is still being produced called "Idream" at Kean University, that was a collaboration with Penn State and Montclair University. It was pretty awesome... I don't really want to criticize it or anything...
Anyways, as part of the field trip, we got a college campus tour, and we got to see all of their different theaters and design rooms. The funniest part, of course, was lunch... Lunch was interesting.
After buying food (Cha Ching), we sat down in their cafeteria and began to eat, everyone being starving (Celeste would correct me and say, "No, we weren't starving, we were just very hungry!"), but representatives from the school kept sitting down and trying to talk to us. Trying not to be rude, everyone would sort of stop eating and wait for them to finish and leave. But, no, the scenario was repetitive. At one point, everyone was sort of generally pissed and mildly angry. They're trying to tell us about their bachelors degree offers, and Rai is sitting there, mouth full of pasta, thinking "When can I chew?"
The building was also very cold, even while inside, everyone was wearing their jackets and scarves. But, the people were so nice. So nice... On a random note, I was extremely impressed with their costume design room. It was awesome. I loved it... The walls were lined with hats, and pretty fabric was everywhere. It was so perfect.
I was home by 2:30!!! I was so excited about re-reading the-harry-potter-book-of-my-choice when I got home, but as soon as my eyes even met my bed, I was asleep. I slept until around 5:40- 6:00. Ugh... it was so nice, but that sucks! I could have spent my free hours more wisely!!!
My cousins, Ayden and Chase, came over around that time. Today was my sister's birthday!
Happy Birthday, Sofia!
Ayden+Sofi+Chase= Chaos.
Complete Chaos. You'd have to be dripping magic to keep these little kids restrained. I have to say that I'm pretty good with kids. I can get them to calm down, and listen to me, it's just that I don't like doing that around adults. I always feel awkward around adults. Not all adults, but a lot of them.
Ayden is so awesome. He's always asking questions and being cute (I added that in there so that Sofia could get jealous). If there are any little kids that I can get complete control of, it's Sofia and Ayden. I have a certain look that scares the crap out of people, for them to know that I'm being serious, and it only takes one of those facial expressions to get them to calm down. Not to mention that bribery helps. Chase is a little bit more difficult. He likes to go off and play by himself and follow his own rules. I gave him one of those looks today, and he just started laughing. It was a scared laughing though.
One thing that I learned, is that yelling almost never helps. Sure, it helps sometimes. Sometimes. But most of the time, yelling makes the kid think about how upset they are at you for yelling at them, especially for little kids, I remember feeling scared and embarrassed after being yelled at. Instead of feeling remorse over whatever they did to make you mad, they're crying over the fact that your tall, angry, red self was towering over them, screaming in an alien tongue.
Anyways, my mom told me to wash this huge pot from dinner, and I really didn't want to. You see, I am very fond of my hands. I like for my hands to be clean and mess free. Don't get me wrong, I love clay and things like that in art. But, when it comes to food, I can't... I just can't... I don't like for food to touch my hands. Yuck...
You should see the way I eat pizza... Everyone always looks at me funny when I eat pizza.
I have a two finger rule. If I absolutely must use my hands (french fries, chips, burgers), I only use two fingers.
So, it's not really that I don't like to use my hands while eating, it's just that I am thoroughly disgusted by the thought of grease, oils, and sauces on my fingers. That's why I hate washing dishes. The entire sink seems like and endless pit of greasy water.
Also, I have really nice hands, if I may say so myself.
I hope it's something that I can overcome, because I get the same feeling when I see other people's hands all greasy. I need to stop, my blood pressure is rising just thinking about it.
-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)
PS I began this post writing about my field trip and Kean, and I ended writing about how vain I am of my hands nowadays. Also, somewhere in the middle I wrote about my cousins being wild cousins.
I also gag at the thought of washing dishes. In fact, I found these heavy-duty rubber gloves that I wear whenever I do so. I don't care if my hands are dirty with paint, clay, marker stains, graphite marks, etc., because it make people assume that I am a very creative person and I love art (which is true)! But when I have food and dirt on my hands, it just makes me look like a slob. (Actually I am a slob, if you see my room you'll understand) Does that make sense?
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p.s. One thing I can't STAND is when I crack an egg and the insides get all over my fingers. It feels disgusting!
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