Friday, May 28, 2010

#8

#8; Surprise Birthday Surprises

That sounds kind of repetitive, but it does make sense.

So today in my English Lit class, at the very beginning, one of the Socials teachers cam into our classroom and told us that it had been our Lit teachers birthday on the weekend.

Now our class loves our teacher. She is the most amazing teacher on the planet. So, my friend and I jumped into action. We went around the classroom gathering money so we could go buy her a cake.

We then made up excuses why we need to leave the class for a few minutes (One of them being we needed to talk to the Vice Principal) and drove to Safeway to buy her a cake.

When we were gone, she started to freak out and get mad because the Vice Principal was holding us for so long and they kept trying to text us.

When we arrived back, we walked into the classroom with a BIG cake and a message for her on it. She almost started to cry, and the class was pretty much ruined, because of the cake (to much Chaos) but it was amazing.

The Vice Principal then showed up, and my Lit teacher was going to freak on him, when we told her that he did not know.

Surprise for us (didn't know we were going to do it) and surprise for her. She LOVED it!

Awsome!

#7

#7; Talking about food

I spent time yersterday with my prom date, and at first I thought we would have nothing to talk about. Then, he metioned steak.

Now, unlike some girls, I absolutely LOVE food. I would never be able to become skinny by not eating!

So, then we got onto the topic of food... we spent an hour talking about all types of food. Indian, Japanese, Brasilian, and North American. I was very hungry afterwords, but seriously, it was very

Awsome!

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

#6

#6; Substitute Teachers

Everyone knows that when a substitute teacher teaches your class, that all hell will brake loose. No matter how professional and amazing the teacher is, students feel the need to victimize them.

It is the one day that the students have the power. And I know this sounds horrible, but for the students, it is amazing! Not doing work, giving the wrong names, telling teachers we are aloud to do things that we are not. All of this just feels so great and is very...

Awsome!

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

#5

#5; Waking up with a pet in your arms

For those pet lovers out there, you know what I mean. I have 3 cats who are all very cuddly. When I only had two cats, sometimes I would wake up with the old grumpy one curled in a ball in my arms. She is the easist of my cats to sleep with because she makes herself as small as she can, and never moves. My middle cat, who is HUGE, doesn't like to lay in your arms, but there have been a few times where I thought I was suffocating in my dreams, to wake up to my little Man Beast on my chest. I pet him and eventualy move him, but it still makes me extremely happy.

Now, my new kitten, she is the friendliest out of all of them. My little princess loves me. Every night when I go to bed, she is either at my feet, in my arms, or on my face. And it is normally the same in the morning!

After a long night of rest, to wake up and move alittle bit, and hear a purr, well, it is the best sound EVER! You just feel so loved and it makes the rest of your day amazing.

I regularly, (atleast 5 times a week) wake up to this now, and it is just...


Awsome!

#4

#4; Talking to someone on the computer just because they are the only one online, and becoming better friends because of it

This one doesn't happen very often, but when it does, you just feel so good inside. Two of my very good friends are became my friends because I saw them online, and decided to talk to them. We learned we had alot in common, and regularly talk and hang out now.

You feel so much better also. When there is no-one online for you to talk to, you feel like you have no friends. Talking to someone new makes you feel like people enjoy your company, even if they aren't your friends.

Random online chatting=


Awsome!

Sunday, May 23, 2010

#3

#3; Waking up on a weekend, getting up thinking it is a school day, then remembering it isn't and going back to bed.

Enough Said

Awsome!

#2

#2; Getting the perfect cereal to raisin ratio in a bowl of Raisin Bran

I love my Raisin Bran. I eat it a lot, and not just me. My family loves it. But it is hard to get the perfect amount of raisins in it. Either you have to many, or just not enough.

When you do get the perfect amount though... well, you have just hit the Jackpot. You get a big spoonful of Bran and then 1 raisin and some milk...
MmmMMmm It is just


Awsome!

Friday, May 21, 2010

My Posts Of Awsome #1

So, this has already been done (considering there is a book written on it "The Book of Awsome" by Neil Pasricha) But I want to post my moment of awsome in my daily life, to help me see all the good things in my life.

#1; Finding the pen or pencil you thought you had lost.

I personally always lose my pens. I don't know how I keep doing this, or where they are going, but I ALWAYS lose them. I am pretty sure I have lost enought pens and pencils to stock a Staples center. I put them in my bag, or in my binder, but then when I go to look for them... POOF, they are gone!

Then comes the akward (because I ask so often) moment where I have to ask people around me, or the teachers, "Can I please borrow a writing utencil?" Friends will either laugh or question where your is... which is an easy question to answer, but still
a pain in your butt. Sometimes they will not have one to lend, which makes it so you have to ask another person. Not fun. If you ask a teacher, it is even worse. "You should have one, why aren't you prepared for class?" seems to be their automated response, and it fills me up with shame.

Someone will eventually give you one, you say thank-you and go on with what you are doing. But it is not done yet. You have to remember to return it. And if you don't, they either, again, laugh it off, or get slightly irritated. Another consequense of this is that they will never lend you one again.

But, sometimes, and this does not happen very often to me, either after I have borrowed a pen, or at the very end of class, I find my pen! It is normally in my pocket, at the very bottom of my purse, or under/in my binder. You then remember right away to hand the pen back (which makes both your teacher and friend happy and/or laugh) and you now avoid looking like an idiot for the next class. You do not waste another perfectly good pen and you feel like a magician (POOF it is here!)


Awsome!