So there's only a few more weeks left before I move into my apartment. There's a bittersweet feeling when I think about it. I'm excited to finally get out of the house and enter SOCIETY again. But I will not be excited to start cooking for myself.
My mom was trying to teach me how to cook today. She made me touch uncooked meat. Gross. And cleaning those zucchinis really seemed... dirty, if you know what I mean. then my mom started packing a box for me to bring to my apartment and then I started getting really nervous again. I'll probably be moving in after the 15th which is like pretty soon, which means school is pretty soon. Yeah that panicky feeling is back. :/ But after cooking dinner for my family and it being edible, I really got into the idea of cooking. I started making a long list of things I wanted my mom to teach me how to cook and started putting some cook books on hold at the library. :) I know I wont be cooking everyday but I am probably going to be like my mom and make a little menu. :D I'm also excited to cook with my roommates. Although in high school when we got together and cooked, we had some funny stories about how salty everything turned out, I think it is just more fun having someone there with you when you are cooking, either for the company or a helping hand. So I guess I am a little excited about finding a special someone I would want to cook for :) and boss around in the kitchen. hehe. Speaking of food, I'm really craving popcorn for some reason and I also have an urge to add chocolate in it. I want to make lemonade too, oh, and make some chocolate covered fruit. So yah when I was packing with my mom, I told her that there were some new knives in the drawer and I pulled one out and she said, "I dont want to give you that knife because..." then proceeds to make a jabbing motion. I couldnt help but laugh because being almost 20 years old, I think I can handle a pointy knife and besides my roommates and I dont run around holding knives. But I guess in her eyes, I'm still her little girl.
Til You Do Me Right- After 7 ft Baby Face
I was in love with you
And gave my heart to you
I did my best
To keep you satisfied
You took the love from me
And used it selfishly
You did not give back
Your love to me at all
I gave the sun to you
You said it was too bright
I gave you diamond rings
You said they didn't shine
I gave my world to you
But you said it's not enough
What in the world could I have done
To make you be so rough?
'Til you do me right
I don't even wanna talk to you
I don't even wanna hear
You speak my name
And 'til you do me right
Only wrong is gonna come to you
Nothin' good is gonna come
'Til you change, change your ways
Until you change your evil ways
Girl, I was there for you
Someone you could talk to
How could you just keep
Breakin' my heart?
What did I do to you
To make you be so cruel?
I don't understand
Why you've been so wrong
I tried to be your strength
You said I was too strong
I tried to compromise so
We could get along
I gave my love to you despite
Your evil ways
I guess it's clear to me there's only
One thing left to say
'Til you do me right
I don't even wanna talk to you
damn these oldies are speakin out to me :) I really do believe in karma, so all those times that I did wrong, I paid it back in something bad happening to me too. So even though I'm upset about the wrongdoings of others, I feel satisfied knowing that karma is going to bite them in the ass. Go ahead and call me evil for finding that satisfying. Like they say, karma's a bitch so watch yo back. :D
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