So secretly, when my sister created a blog, I was jealous, and I had to make one too. So, congrats Rashin-the-Mashin, I am doing one. I always had a passion to write; it began when I was about eight years old, and my best friend growing up (Melika) and I would spend summer afternoons writing stories, accompanied by illustrations that we drew with our crayons! I was never one who was a great artist; I could not draw a stick figure to save my life. Melika, of course, had beautiful drawings to illustrate her stories. My stories were good, too, but when people saw my illustrations-- I could see it in their eyes that they thought I should just stick to writing stories. Well, that is what I am going to do-- write stories. I am going to create a new hobby-- blogging. I am going to reminisce about my pasts, share funny and sad stories, and write about my future goals and aspirations.
So here I am, writing my first blog. I am actually sitting in a Starbucks Coffee shop right now. I am accompanied by two of my good friends: Erin Maupin and Cruz Ramirez. Both Erin and Cruz are in
I am a little behind on my television watching-- something I am sure my little sister does not experience (that girl watches so much TV, is always caught up on the latest story lines, and watches television shows I have never even heard of!). Anyways, so I made a turkey sandwich for lunch, and I was in the mood to watch-- or catch up!-- on my Glee TV loving. So this Glee episode was centered over gay-bullying; it was the one episode were Finn actually accepts Kurt just the way he is-- he even called his new stepbrother, "FURT" (a combination of the names Finn and Kurt). Being the sappy tree that I am, I was balling like a 5 year old. Occasionally, Lucy, my dog, would twist her neck and look at me because I was sniffling and crying. If only she knew how touching that episode was-- she would understand the emotions that were going on in my mind! Anyways, as I finished watching my Glee episode and rushed over to meet Erin Maupin at the coffee shop (which I was 15 minutes late for because I was so wrapped up with Glee!), I was not exactly in a fashion-for-passion kind of mood. Needless to say, I really have no right to be "people watching" and "fashion critiquing" at starbucks right now.
I ran out of my house, wearing a Juicy jacket, black sweat pants, Yorkshire-covered socks (little black and pink dogs are all over my socks!), and black flats. I was going for a "comfy" and "studying for finals" look. Well, as I was getting out of my car, a group of handsome men were sitting outside-- discussing some sort of business plan. They were dressed to the nines-- you know, nice dress shirt, slacks -- NOTHING like me. Here I am, with socks that have little dogs all over them, and a huge bun on my head. I look like a mess. Immediately, I took off my socks, and rushed inside the coffee shop. I took off my socks—like I literally took off my socks! Like that was going to help salvage my first impression—I look like I walked through a car wash! What was I thinking? Anyways, I walked in, with my black flats—and NO socks—and I gave Erin Maupin her birthday present (her birthday was in November-- and I had her present in my car for two weeks now!), and I sat down, and put my socks back on. Erin did not even notice that I had a pair of socks in my hand. So here I am, writing this blog, wearing my yorkshire-covered socks-- and those business men have left the building. I should be writing my final paper for my epidemiology course-- but writing about my fashion-faux pas was waaaay more exciting. Thanks for tuning in; I will be back soon! Have a lovely day!
