bubble tea

Have you ever heard of bubble tea? I have always wanted to try it ever since I read about it online. I even tried to drag my neighbor with me one night to get some from a tea shop more than a half hour away. Well, I was walking through Countryside Mall the other day and was so excited to see a tea shop that sold it! Yay! There were so many flavors to choose from. I ordered a honey green tea and the girl gave me the cup and they even had these special big straws to drink it with. I took a big sip and ewwww! The bubble things were chewy and tasted like fish eggs, well, how I figure fish eggs would taste. Oh, my goodness, I thought I was in for a tasty treat and was pretty grossed out! I offered some to my kid and she wasn't going for it, not even my dad would drink it and he will try anything!

epic sneezes

I sneezed in front of one of my classes yesterday and this one kid said, "Wow that was an epic sneeze!" I never really thought that I had a weird sneeze so I called up my mom and told her what the kid said. She replied, "Yea, it is kinda loud". Oh, great! So I have been running around my whole life with an epic sneeze and never even realized it?! Why can't I be one of those people that don't make any noise when they sneeze? My brother has the quiet sneeze, although sometimes I wonder if it could cause your head to explode by holding your sneezes in like that. Do you think it is possible to have a cute sneeze? I am not sure. Please pass the tissues!

Voting, Politics and Stomachaches

I hate politics. Anytime someone tries to talk with me about politics, my stomach starts to hurt. My dad always said not to discuss politics if you want to remain friends with people. I registered to vote when I was 17 so that as soon as I turned 18, I would be able to vote for president. I even had to ask my mom which political party I should choose because I had no idea. So ever since then, I have done the best I could to vote for candidates whose main agenda I mostly agree with, and who I also believe aren't going to screw over teachers, put 35 kids in classes, and give all the public school money over to private charter schools (which is a whole other story). Near election time, 3 things make my stomach start to ache: first, are the ads on TV. I will see an add for a candidate calling another one a crook, then the crook has an ad calling the other candidate a liar. It is like a twisted logic problem meant to confuse everyone. The second thing that makes my stomach start to ache is when I see the little old man at the library trying to get me to early vote every time I go in there. It makes me think that I need to hurry up and decide between the crook and the liar and my stomach starts hurting even more. Last, when I finally make up my mind and vote, my stomach feels better for about 5 hours and then starts to hurt again when all the results come in and nearly everyone I vote for has lost. I always feel like I am rooting for the loosing team and there will be no rematch for 2 to 4 years!

dentists and lasers

I have a huge toothache and had to make an emergency trip to the dentist today. As I was driving there, I caught myself thinking that I hope that the dentist can fix my tooth without actually having to touch it. I mean, we are in the year 2010, why hasn't someone invented a laser that they can just point at your tooth and take care of business? Why are people still being drilled with those horrible drills? Anyway, when I got there and was seated in the chair, the hygienist said, "oh you are a gagger". Well, isn't that just a great thing to have in my file?! Of course I am going to gag when you stick all those instruments into my mouth. Which is another reason why someone should really look into that laser thing! Then, I had an idea that if I was really good and didn't gag while she was taking the x-rays, maybe she would take it off of my file. Too bad it didn't work.

The Gym

The gym is a strange place. I just love to people-watch there. There is this guy who works out every day- lets call him "sweaty guy" He has a puddle of sweat under/on/ around the machine he is working out on. Every time I go in there I am careful to examine my machine carefully to be sure that I don't get on one that he used. (Just writing this is making me gag). Do you ever go to the gym to find SOMEONE ELSE on YOUR machine? Why does that make me so sad, like my machine has cheated on me with another woman! Or have you ever been exercising next to someone who you think is stinky, but then after awhile you start to think hey, what if it is not them who is stinky but me? I also think there is also some weird sort of time warp going on in the gym. How can 20 minutes last soooo long. I start the bargaining about halfway through my workout. Saying things to myself like, oh I am sure 17 minutes is just as good as 20. But no matter how long I work out for, I feel so proud afterward that I want to walk up to everybody and brag that I just got done "hitting the gym".