Hot Chocolate is Deceiving

Or, rather, Nestle's hot chocolate is deceiving. My mom recently remembered her favorite hot chocolate brand of the past- Nestle's. So, of course, she decided to branch away from Swiss Miss (which is the cheap brand my brother and I adore) and got Nestle's hot chocolate.

NO!!!

When we tried it, there was basically no chocolatey taste. And it was thin as water! (Though we dumped a whole packet and more...)

Then, the next day, my mother realized that there was ANOTHER hot chocolate from Nestle, but it was more expensive. But if it's expensive, why get Nestle?

If we wanted to spend that much on hot chocolate, we'd get Godiva hot chocolate. Because that, my friends, is heaven in a mug.

*sips hot chocolate slowly*

Carpe Diem! ... And parents watching cartoons

Today I feel like I was able to reboot my system... Or maybe it was a combination of yesterday and today. In any case, I feel wonderfully relaxed and upbeat for the first time in practically half a year. :)

My theory about this is that I-

Okay, I know that I just completely stopped midsentence, but I just experienced a somewhat odd moment. I just heard the theme song for the cartoon "Johnny Test" playing from the living room. I assumed it was my brother finally getting his butt off the computer and watching TV instead. So I got up to congratulate him (great role model and stuff, I know), and I just see my mother staring blankly at the cartoon on the TV. Then she looks at me. "Why am I watching this?" she asks quickly, then switches the television channel WAY too rapidly.

Alright then.

Anyway, I think my sudden urge to pull myself out of my depressing/depressed (which seem to go hand-in-hand) state was probably because I had the sudden realization that I was absolutely no fun like that. I was constantly beating myself up over things that were completely out of my control. So, in effect, I was also not "carpe diem"-ing... Or seizing the day. Which was my promise to myself.

Ultimately, "life's what you make it", so to speak. (Quoting a certain Disney star here... Can you figure out who?) In a rather morbid way of looking at it- life's pretty darned short. Honestly, you could die any second... A day will never come back. Sometimes, one really needs to take a step back and think: "Is this really important in the grand scheme of things?" "What will I regret more? Doing so-and-so or not doing so-and-so?" ... And the such.

Carpe diem!

Turkey Day!

Well obviously I have a life and didn't post on Turkey Day (aka Thanksgiving). So I'm posting now!

HAPPY BELATED TURKEY DAY!

Hope y'all had a good turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, and whatever-else-ya-had dinner! :)

Babysitting Failure

I am such a pushover. Just got home from a babysitting job, and didn't get the kid in until the dad came home... Like, 30 minutes late.

Oops....

Past, Present, Future Me

So yesterday, this was me:

"Look out, guys! Don't walk into that bench!" *trips over bench*

And today this was me:

"Oh, no! He's choking! Hemlich remover! I mean, maneuver."

And tomorrow, hopefully this is me:

"That's right, I AM awesome. I want to thank everyone, even though they are not responsible for obtaining this Nobel Peace Prize- I am, because I'm just that friggin' awesome."

Or:

"Awww, you had secretly harbored a passionate, undying love for me? That's cool. That's cool."

Or:

"Yes, I DID just spiked the volleyball for our winning point. Yes, I AM awesome. Proceed with the cheering; go on."


Or, uhm, maybe not. As far fetched as it seems, all that COULD happen though. (Possibly.)

Hullo, Mate

I adore British accents. It seems so much more... Sophisticated than American accents.

I would like a British acccent! I would also like it if I could buy one and transfer it into myself like data on a computer. That's be pretty sweet. Moving to the UK would be an option too, I suppose. I mean, not just to achieve that awesome accent (authentically). No, that's silly. Of course not.

Well... Maybe a little.

Or I could just get a boyfriend with a British accent... :)

Double Sigh

I just realized that my NJ friends seem like they don't really care whether they see me again or not.

I can't believe I thought nothing would change after I move(d)!

That just goes to show how naive I am... Haha. Uhm I really wish I would stop dwelling on this and move on with my life. But nope. That's me!

It really does feel like a day where everyone is utterfly repulsed by you.