I think that...

Ignorance is bliss and knowledge is power.

Those are two ideas I pretty much like to live by. Some people say things like, “You can’t do that. It would basically make your life a contradiction,” but both of these idioms, phrases, or whatever you may call them do transpire in my life.

Ignorance helps me to avoid the problems of the world, which is basically what it is meant by “ignorance is bliss”. If I ignore the tacit fact that this world is a crazy, cruel place I can remain happy until reality actually sets in. I guess you can say I’m naïve and some what optimistic .

I definitely believe knowledge is power. Education is one of the most important things to me, beside my religion and family/friends. This value has been vehemently instilled in me by my father and grandmother since a very young and obviously impressionable age.

I do also value general knowledge. I have to risk sounding nerdy and admit that general knowledge is one of the coolest things to have. I’m like always impressed when someone knows a lot about a random subject.

Or bananas to the common man... uhhm that speaks english instead of spanish...and that has no idea what that word means :)

Bananas and i have a love hate relationship. i like them only at a very particular time. i call that time "when the bananas taste like orange juice" phase. yes, i do think that when bananas just turn yellow they taste like orange juice (btw i looove orange juice :] ). many people have have told me that i am crazy because of that, but u know what i say? i say they are the crazy ones ( << note how i used italics to put emphasis on the "they". i'm so clever, arent i? :] )

after bananas are passed the orange juice phase, i'm not to wild about them. i pretty much despise ripe bananas. and i absolutely abhore them when they are cooked.

why should i even like them? most of the time i can't even spell "banana" without sing "Holla back girl" by gwen steffani. You know that part where it says, " this sh*$ is bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s." oh and, that doesn't make me dumb, i know alot of people with that problem because you must admit, that is a pretty confusing word.

im done

(i didn't bother adding a picture of them because im pretty sure we all have seen them before, unless u are not capable of see at all, but in that case, u wouldn't be able to see the picture of the bananas any way.)

today, i went to the dmv to try to get my permit for the first time.

when i got there, it was relatively early, just about 8:30. even though it had only been open for 30 minutes, there was a good amount of people, not nearly as many people as when i left; that darn line went around the outside of the building.

i waited about ten minutes in line. then, i finally got up to the first station and she gave me a number, G079, and i had to wait about 45 minutes to be called.

i took an eye test and got my picture taken. next was the dreaded written test.

i was pretty confident when i took the test because i prayed that i would do well :). i was done fairly quickly. once it was time for my test to be graded, i got really scared. the guy in front of me didn't pass his test, that's what caused my worry to set in.

the lady eventually got to my test. the whole grading thing was quick; it took about 45 seconds. i decided to count her pen strokes to see how many i got wrong. in order to pass you could only miss eight. 1...2...3...4...5..6..then she paused. would there be a 7th or an 8th even a 9th? nope. i only missed 6. then, she smiled and said , "congratulations, you passed."

and that was the story of how i got my permit. :D

the drive home was more nerve wrecking than the dmv visit because i did the driving. i nearly gave my grandma a heart attack, despite the fact that i did pretty well.

she kept bugging me. "stay in your lane", "hit the brakes. hit the brakes! HIT THE BRAKES!!" she was worried for no reason. i knew what i was doing. i will admit though, i was kind of afraid too.
oh yes, and i would like to add: i did not pick my nose at any time while i was driving.

I'm not really in to expressing my inner most feelings. it seems like it would cause too many problems. people aren't very understanding, so when you say how you feel people get offended or mad.
i also feel that expressing my feelings would cause me to lose the last shreds of dignity i have. for some reason, when my feelings slip out i tend to become embarrassed and i don't live down well, at all. every little embarrassing moment since i was about 6 i remember. whenever i think about them i relive that moment over again and feel that same embarrassment.
while i'm on no subject in particular, i would like to take the liberty of saying: going on the Maury show is completely ridiculous. why would you want to go on that show and any other show like it to put your family business and your 13 year old daughter's promiscuity on display. and if you are going to be on t.v. for all of america to see, you can atleast act as if you had an ounce of class.

Thank you, come again. :)

Oh yeah, and drugs are bad.

I wrote this on my joint blog with Quynh, violatetheskies.blogspot.com <<(check it out) , not too long ago when we were still in school:

"Today, at work, a woman came up to the counter and asked if we made sweet and sour chicken. Before I could answer, she told me a really long recipe and said "I expect to see this on the menu next time I come in, or I will complain to the manager about your lousy work ethic". I work at Starbucks. FML"

^^^Wow! that is sooo dumb. why would she expect anyone to follow those wishes. its not like she even wrote down the recipe on a piece of paper. that is soo unreasonable of her to insist on having sweet and sour chicken at Starbucks. does Starbucks even have a kitchen?? and why would anyone even want that with their frappuccinos, i know i wouldnt. why cant she just enjoy their little pastries, they go much better with coffee.

"Today, I was at my girlfriend's house for dinner. Her mom gave me some seasoned cauliflower, which I didn't like. Not wanting to dissapoint my girlfriend's mom, I slipped the cauliflower of my plate and gave it to their dog. It turns out cauliflower gives their dog explosive diarrhea. FML"

Hmm... interesting. that is extremely disgusting and kind of outrageous. im not sure i can actually believe this entry. if it actually happened, i feel sorry for everyone in that house. the person who wrote this entry said they lived in China which is partly the reason i dont believe this to be true. I didn't even think they ate cauliflower in China and why would that of all things make the dog sick. now that i think about it though, maybe it's a little to dumb and random to make up.

Update (07/24/09) : turns out this really is from China, i don't really feel like explaining how i know, but i was pretty dumb to think they didn't have cauliflower there.

"Today, I was walking around town with the girl I have loved for four years and have been 100% faithfull to. A random girl thought it would be funny to approach me and pretend she was the girl I was seeing, and that I was cheating on her. My girlfriend believed her and broke up with me. FML"

^^^That is soo wrong. that really annoys me. i know people who would do something so just dispicable like this. i cant possibly understand why they would think doing something like this is funny. some people just have no regards for other people and their feelings.

"Today, while working as a cashier, I was ringing up an elderly woman's massaging shower head, when she said, "If I had a man like you, I wouldn't need this." She then gave me her number. FML"

^^^This type of situation seems to happen alot to people. ive always thought old men were pervs but the same obviously goes for old women.

"Today, I was on a train when an old man standing next to me very obviously checked me out, caught my eye, and winked. He spent the next five minutes rubbing his penis against my leg. When I turned to tell him off, the train lurched, and the old man fell face first into my breasts. FML"

^^^Prime example of old men being pervs. thats just disturbing but i will admit i almost died of laughter the first time i read it.