Tagged by tanya_lilac
A. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
B. Tag seven people to do the same.
C. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag whoever wants to do it. BOOOOOOOO!!!!

1. I bento. I'm kind of obsessed with it now. I have like 6-7 different styles. I always wake up early in the morning, get ready, go downstairs and spend at least 15-20 minutes decorating my bento with different food and making it look presentable. It's incredibly fun, and gets my creative juices flowing. I think it's very beneficial too. It's great for getting used to portion control, and really makes you think of adding fruits and veggies to whatever main protein or grain you use. Very colorful, and makes my coworkers stop and stare. So much better then just bringing the same old sandwich every day...though on occasion I will just make a PB&J if I'm craving it or am running late. :)

2. I am absolutely terrified of bugs. So much so, that my brother often says that if I were stuck in a room with a fly and a gun, that I'd probably just shoot myself to put myself out of my own misery. I can't even stomach to kill them either. I always have to go get someone to kill it for me. I have no idea what I will do if I live on my own. Will it even be possible? Maybe I need to consider a roommate who is a bug slayer...hmmmmm...

3. I am a college graduate, and I still laugh like a 5 year old at crude language. Stuff like buttocks, penis, vagina...I just can't...I just go into a fit of laughter. It's horrible to considering I work in a microbiology lab where these specimen sources are incredibly common. Don't even get me started about conversations involving sex...I'm just not the right person to talk to about that stuff. Har, har...I typed buttocks...*giggle/snort*

4. I am a germaphobe...again, working in a microbiology lab doesn't make my situation anymore comfortable. I often feel like Emma from Glee. Yes, that extreme! Anything I feel is dirty gets sterilized.

5. Baking/Cooking is my greatest joy right now. Maybe it's because I've gotten beyond meat, dairy, and eggs. It just opens up this whole new world of alternatives. I've been able to try so many veggies and fruits that I can now not live without. Life tastes so sweet now. Case in point these thumbprint cookies I made down here. 6 ingredients, no sugar or eggs....but tastes so incredibly delicious. Haha, the best part...finally being able to lick the bowl without an upset tummy.



6. I sing like a rock star when no one is looking. IF YOU DENY THIS, THEN YOU ARE JUST LYING TO YOURSELF~! Come on, when you're by yourself at home, and your favorite song is on. I belt it out, and if it's an upbeat song I dance shamelessly around my room. Hahaha, but you know...I don't just do it when no one is looking. When I wake up and go downstairs in the morning to cook. My mom will just be there all grumpy and hating the world for having to wake up at an ungodly time in the morning while drinking her coffee. So I do the only thing that is appropriate. I bust a move right next to her. Booty shaking, feet stomping, hips shaking, while trying to keep a straight face, but failing miserably. It always makes her laugh. I think she laughs harder when I assault my sister with those moves as soon as she comes down for breakfast. ;D

7. Speaking of dancing...I can't dance. I'm hispanic and can't dance. I'm a shame to my family. XDDD So when I do bust a move I'm sure I look like a fool, but I don't care. I like grooving away to the music anyway. I think it's due to my lack of coordination. But who says you need to dance well in order to truly enjoy yourself and feel alive. Pfft. Bust a move as long as you have hips and can do a dip. Ho,ho,ho...

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Sometimes I forget about indulging in some ME time. Even if it's just sitting in a book store for a couple of hours, as long as the time is just for me...it just clears my head.

That's what I ended up doing today. I head a headache, so I went to Barnes & Noble to clear my thoughts. I probably got that headache because of all this house drama that I'm stuck in the middle of. It's making me postpone all of my plans, but maybe it's for the best. I'm thinking this is the case because when I was sitting in the book store, browsing through some cook books my mind wondered around a question. Where am I going?

I didn't really have a clear answer. I think I have a general idea about what I want, but I have absolutely no idea how to get there. That bothers me especially since I tell so many people that I want to be a nutritionist, but have no direction. I need to find some guidance. I need a mentor. I wish I had an older sister or something. People always ask me for advice or for support...but what about me? I don't really have anyone to lean on at the moment. When I'm worried, confused...I can only go to myself. I'm not so much trying to get attention...if anything I just wish I could talk to somebody about this stuff and not feel like a burden...or be made fun of over it. Just someone to listen even if they can't offer any good advice. Someone to make me not feel guilty about some of the thoughts that roll around in my head.

I want a lot of things. I just need to sit down and think things through. *nod*

Man...had my head so wrapped up on all this stuff that I have completely neglected things I love. My communities...fanclubs...haven't even thought about Otakon plans. Thank god for anime...it's my only escape during these times. lol

O-M-G!!!

GUESS WHO JUST GOT A PROMOTION AND A RAISE! *POINTS TO SELF* THIS MOTHERFUCKER!

HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAA BITCHES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CELEBRATE GOOD TIMES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So screw you MR TOO GOOD TO GO ON A DATE WITH ME! I DON'T NEED YOU! '010 is gonna be my year!

Also, for all those that commented to my last post. Thank you! All your encouraging words really lifted my spirits! At first I didn't know how to comment. I honestly was really down from the situation, but I got over it like a lot of you said. Thank you! I love you all! ♥

So, it's Wednesday.

I should be in a coffee shop with an incredibly cute boy. I would be wearing my brand new dark wash jeans, a deep red long sleeve shirt, elaborate necklace (which is totally me btw), and a brand new pair of black ankle boots. I would be sipping a nice cup of warm green tea, and hopefully not trying to make an ass of myself as we spoke together. I'm sure I would have laughed a few times, turned red a few times from being completely embarrassed about something I said or did (cause I do say stupid things without knowing sometimes). And even though I was nervous and thinking of every worst case scenario...I ultimately think that things would have gone okay if anything. Even if it didn't go anywhere...I was still excited.

But...I'm not sitting at a coffee shop. There's no cute boy. I waited...and waited for a call, a message, a sign that he was on his way. He said Wednesday. We'd go Wednesday...the perfect day cause I was off. I was so dumb and excited, I even bought some new clothes! I prepped myself to walk into that date with as much confidence as I could muster...

Not again, not again.

I should have never gotten excited. Too good to be true.

Sorry for the downer post, but it helped get me through this. It felt better than crying like I was before.