7-year-old Me, Part III

So you know I feel bad for not updating the blog in so long, right? Did I say I'm sorry? Well, you know, school just gets me so busy. And now I have a job at an Asian Restaurant (more on that later, guys, so stay tuned!) I wish I could write more. I wish I had more time.

Well, I sure did have time when I was 7.

"I write a lot don't I. I reely like to write I colde wright
three hole pagis. I bet I colde write for a hole day if I were bore."

Oh man, not my best journal entry, guys. Apparently I had such short attention span that I couldn't even write a 'd' on the end of the word 'bored.' And if I could really write three whole pages, why didn't I? It's like I was one of those kids...you know, the kind that brag, then when you ask them to do what they said they can do, it's like, "Oh, well I don't feel like doing it now." Okay, suuuure...

Maggie...IN ACTION!

This is my dog. Her name is Maggie. 

She is the strangest dog you will ever meet. She acts like a human, and tries to talk to us so much! At night when she wants a treat, she will grab her towel and whip it around the room. Sometimes she'll just drag it over to one of us and stare at us. Literally it's like a staring contest. What kind of dog makes long eye contact like that? What a weirdo!

But okay, I love her. She is hilarious. Sometimes my sister and I will dress her up or take funny pictures of her. This just happened to be on my phone from last Christmas. (Notice the bow on her head.) We always try to get strange action shots of Maggie. These are some of our best yet! Wouldn't you agree?

Exhibit B. Just chewin' on her bone. RAWR!

And, oh. I suppose I should show you a picture of what she's actually like. You know, just so you don't think my dog is like a crazy, rabid beast with glowing eyes. That kind of thing can scare some people.

What a cutie! She always makes my day!

Oh the things you hear from a bathroom stall...

While walking in my school's restroom after school the other day, I saw a mom in there talking to her little son who was in a stall.  While I was, you know...doing my business, I heard the little boy say:

"Mom, why do they have these little garbages in here?"
"Oh, it's just for if people need to throw something away. Like gum."
"Well people can just keep their gum. They don't need to throw it away."
"Oh, yeah."

AND THEN!

"UGH! MOM, it's too hard! EEERRRGGGG!"
"Just relax, hun."
"But it's too hard. I can't do it. I give up!"
"It's okay, take your time."
"ERG!"

At this point I was washing my hands, trying to hold back a laugh, and I glanced at the woman. She smiled at me partially like she was embarrassed, but partially because she knew how funny her son sounded. As I was walking away I heard:

"Got it, Mom."

Oh geez, the things you hear in a bathroom stall. That moment completely made my day.

12 Visits Later

As you might know, this coming school year I will be a senior in high school. I've been spending hours a day since last year looking at colleges left and right, considering all options. And finally...FINALLY, I have finished my college search. No, that doesn't mean I've decided on a college. But I'm done getting tours! Here is the list of colleges I have visited:

-Concordia College (Moorhead, MN)
-St. Scholastica
-St Ben's/St. John's
-Macalester
-Bethel
-Gustavus Adolphus
-Bethany Lutheran
-St. Norbert's (WI)
-Beloit (WI)

And I topped it off with U of M Morris on Monday and St. Olaf and Carleton yesterday. I've narrowed it down I think, to Gustavus (where my sister goes!), St. Olaf (Gustavus' rival school...uh-oh!), U of M Morris (my "cheaper" option, only 18k/year!), and Beloit (5 hours away, but BEAUTIFUL campus and academic opportunities).

Yesterday, my day was made, on the ride home from Carleton and St. Olaf. I could finally let out a sigh of relief! Then when I got home, I realized, that wasn't even the hard part. The hard part will be choosing from all those colleges which one is right for me.

Any advice out there from current/past college students? How did you decide on your college? What kind of college experience did you have? I'd love to hear all about it!

You know what they say about Friendship, right?

From 7-year-old me, I would like to present some wise words. In case you didn't know already, Friendship+Friendship= SUPER POWER FRIENDSHIP! So if you have a friendship with someone, and they have a friendship with you, then BEHOLD! You have acquired SUPER POWER FRIENDSHIP! Congratulations.

Journal of 7-year-old Me

Recently I found a notebook of mine from 2001. I remember in elementary school we would be given time to write in our journals about anything. I found quite a few hilarious journal entries, but for now I'll start with one:

Translated, it says: "And my dad cot a fish about the size of my desk and half of a difrend desk. DESK!"

So I guess that's the ever-so-exciting life of a 7-year-old. And don't worry, I can assure you that my grammar, spelling, and hand writing has exponentially gotten better since then! (And I doubt my dad caught a fish that large...just saying.)

Life's Simple Pleasures #2

Relaxing outdoors on a beautiful day. It's 85 and sunny today and I have realized that some of my most relaxing moments are spent reading outside in a swinging chair under some shade, hearing the sound of the waterfalls in my backyard, seeing my dog sleeping in her dirt hole she keeps digging, and drinking some iced tea. What could be better?