yummy yummy latte

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Tonight I made the best latte ever! My grandmother bought me a cook book awhile ago for my "hope chest", an old wooden chest from her house filled with everything I would need for when I move out on my own. In this cook book there are alot of different types of recipes from a baby bean vannilla cake to a veggie roast beef. The recipe I decided to make was a hot drink called Spiced Honey Latte. I mixed milk with a lot of different types of spices like nutmeg, cinnamin and ginger. I took forever to make. I had to use a saucepan, blender and coffee maker! It was so easy though! I just had to wait a little while for the milk mixer to heat up on my stove. After it was all done, however, it was so worth it. It was warm and foamy. It was nutty and full of spices! Way, way better than some convenient store latte!

i want a kitten

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I want a kitten.

Last summer, way early in the morning, my little sisters ran down into my room all excited! They frantically tried to wake me up. Being that it was early in the morning in the summer I love to sleep in and hate when people wake me up for no reason, so I was not ready to wake up. My sisters were screaming about some kitten in a box. I was so confused and taking back I was not sure what to think so I simply just got up put some cloths on and followed them outside. They lead me to a box in our back yard and inside there was a very young kitten trying to get out of the box. It was the cutest most inicent little thing I had ever seen, but I knew my father would never let me keep it. So for the rest of the day we just tried to get ourselves to let it go and everytime we attempted to let her go she would come right back. At the end of the day we just could not let her go. When my dad came home right away he said no and the kitten stayed in a box for the night the next day she was still there. Over the next week my dad continued to say no but the little kitten would just not leave. After awhile my whole family became very close to the kitten and my dad finally let the kitten into our house. Afte that we named her Bella. We went out and bought her lots of kitty things and gave her so much love. I loved coming home from work and playing with this little kitten. After a couple weeks however we saw little bella getting smaller and smaller and she would not eat. One morning when we were at school my mom sent me a horrible text. Sh e said she had woken up and Bella was very weak and was breathing heavy. She said she quickly picked Bella up and ran her to the vet, pj's and all. Unfortuantly before she reached the vet Bella had past. We were all very sad and confused. We had taken such good care of this little kitten. The vet then did some research on our little Bella and found ou that before we had found Bella she had picked up a disease most stray cats have but being a young kitten with a weak immune system it had killed her.

Thinking back on it I wish some times that little Bella was here. I wish I was playing with her and cuddling with her. I now also wish I had a new kitten and I would name her Bella too.

I am not sure I understand why people who go shopping are always so mad all the time. I work at the mall in Pac Sun and the customers are either really happy or just down right mad. Last night for example I was ringing a lady and her son up at the cash register. They were buying one pair of jeans, and at Pac Sun our jeans are always on sale for either two for fifty-five or two for fifty-nine. I then asked the mom if they wanted to grab another pair of jeans for fifteen dollars more. The mom simply looked at me like I was crazy, like she could not beleive I even just asked her such a question. I attempted to explain to her they were two for fifty-five but before I could finish my sentance she said "no we do not need anything else." I couldn't beleive how rude and angry this lady was. This sceen however is not uncommon. It accually happens more than once a night. I think our coustomers think we are only out to get them to spend their money,like we work on comition. I do not want to get people to spend their money because I know I do not have money to spend either. I simply ask people if they would like to spend their money wisely. For instance with the jeans why not pay fifteen dollars for jeans now vs. forty dollars later. I just want to help people. I wish our coustomers could understand that.

VitaminWater

So right now I am drinking a raspberry-apple VitaminWater. Like all the other labels on VitaminWater's this one has a crazy story on the side of it. This one is all about defense. It says it has vitamin c and zinc. The story on the side says about how drinking it will cause you to have no more sick days where you are really sick. The label says you will have "sick" days where you have fun with friends. This has no got me wondering how true this is. So I went to the VitaminWater website and found out the makers put some real reserch behind this drink. They have in depth information about each of the flavors. For the raspberry-apple flavor I am drinking, the vitamin c in it is a water-soluble vitamin that works with your white blood cells. It specifcally works with the white blood cell leucocytes, the bodies main defense! I find it crazy how this yummy drink has so much reserch and thought put into it. All of them do and they all have different purposes, like focus, balence and even relaxation! So I will most likely for this winter drink lots of VitaminWater just so I do not get sick.

Boy/girl party!!!!!

Today is was cleaning up my living room and found my little twelve year old sisters book. The title of the book is "The Smart Girls Book to Guys". It is a book focused on her age group explaining all the different situations she may run into with boys. One section of the book is focused on "boy/girl" parties. I started to remember when I was her age and got invited to my first "boy/girl" party. It was in this kid named Aarons basement. It was dark and there was loud music. In the corner there was food and soda. His parents would also periodicaly check on us I guess to make sure we werent doing anything we were not to be. I remember that I was so neverous and was not really sure what to do. Everything was so awkward and new. It was the first time kissing a boy had really been brought to mind, before that boys were icky! Looking back on it however I think everyone felt the same way I did. Of course at the time I didnt know that I just tried to act as cool as possible. I just can not beleive my little sister is now going to have to go through the same thing! She will have to deal with the same nervous, awkwardness I did, which makes me nervous for her! I just hope she makes all the right decissions and has learned from me!

butterfly butterfly

I was thinking today about butterflies and how pretty they are. Butterflies have such amazing patterns and colors if you really look at them. The colors for one thing are so bright and insense. They blend so well and yet they are so different. The patterns on the wings are also so crazy and unimaginable. It is so insane to think that these colors and patterns can be in nature. In my art work I have tried numerous times to replicate the same intensity but I have failed everything. There is just noway to fully grasp the true look. I beleive also that evryone should reallly stop and look at the wings for all the different thiings I am talking about. People just simply look at the wings and never really see the colors and patterns. I have included pictures so that you may be able to see for yourself what I can not copmpletely explain in words.

shh

chill.

sail.

float.

things that need to happen.

if not, diaster.

not a word.

not one.

will ever be spoken again.

if so may the damned never raise.

and the great never fall.

never again will there be hope.

or joy.

or peace.

only upset.

and dissatiscation.

but if no words are spoken.

joy will return but not true happiness.

peace will be seen only through the eyes of bitten tounges.

so a choice.

getting what is desired for a short time along with terror.

or...

the joy of knowing everything is fine but feeling empty.?

no more.

quiet.

silence.

peace.

its done with.

this is the only sad lonely and yet peaceful resolution.

but the words sneek out.

quiet as the peace so undeteched.

invisable for a short time.

reconized and regreted alittle while later.

just dont speak.

please dont even try.

its no use.

its over with and done.

whats done is done.

and what to come is set out.

by past behavior.

cant change.

no one has.

no one can.

it simply cant be done.

~ Sarah Clark