Wednesday, April 9, 2008

The last post

As the semester comes to a close, I realize that this is my last English 150H post. It is a sad thing, as I have enjoyed writing utter nonsense online. I feel as if my English 150H class has been enlightened, and I may even go so far as to say the world is a better place because of my blog. Are you serious?! I am just kidding. Although, I really have had a lot of fun with this assignment. Thank you Sister Larsen for letting us be your guinea pigs. Now...for one last blog.
As most of you know, I am getting married at the end of the semester. Well, that is only 16 days away now!! It's about time my fiance and I picked our cake. SO we did. It is 3 tiered, white, and with butter cream frosting. The bottom layer is white cake with strawberry filling, the middle layer is chocolate cake with mint filling, and the top is marble cake with cream cheese filling. Sounds good? I hope so. The cake design itself is beautiful. It goes along with my pearl theme, as the cake has little dots dripping down from the topmost layer. I am not describing this very well...and I can't find a picture. But hopefully you get the idea. So everything is pretty much planned, and I am pretty excited. I just wish the big day would come already!!
Back to my first thought...I have thoroughly enjoyed this semester of food-filled fun. It will be sad when it is over, but I will be a better student because of it. Now when people ask me anything weird about food and ANY type of it's aspects, I will be able to answer. In fact, I have already talked off a few people's ears off (thats a cliché right there!!), concerning food and how it defines us. That was the topic of my research paper.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

I am...


If I could be any Disney character, I would surely choose to be Wendy from Peter Pan. I am a lot like her as well, she is kinda air heady...and yea that is me. She is kinda controlling too, she is always the one making plans and showing everyone what to do. Also mean mermaids pick on her, and that happens to me like all the time.
My other reasons for being Wendy are extensive, but the most apparent reason for my choice would be because I could fly. Not only would I be able to fly, but I wouldn't need bothersome wings or a jet pack, but just a "little bit of pixie dust." And then after I've been doing it for a while, and get the hang of it, I wouldn't even need that anymore! Just imagine flying over all those islands and forests in Neverland! It surely would be spectacular.
There are some drawbacks to being Wendy, but I think I could deal with them. I would make food for the lost boys, and this would be beneficial because I would become a better cook. They would be fed, and I would do my best to be their mother so they would stay out of trouble. They would grow and learn to respect me, and it would be as if they were all my children. Hook might get on my nerves, and the constant threat of losing Peter to him or that alligator would be terrible, but I am sure Peter will take care of that. He is such a man with his green tights, that I don't think it will be a problem to rid Neverland of that pesky pirate.
The drama with Tink might get annoying, but I am a human and she is only a fairy. You tell me who would win? I definitely think I could put her in her place. Seriously anyway, shes minuscule so how could that relationship even work out if Peter wanted it to. Which he doesn't so I don't think it even matters. As for the "never grow up" issue, that might be nice. I would never have to go to work, and I could live up my live in peace in Neverland. All the adventures with Peter would surely keep me company, that I don't think I'd have missed not growing up.
It would also be nice to escape my parents and family back in England. They have been arguing a lot, especially before parties, and are probably headed towards divorce anyhow. I could just take care of my little brothers, fly all day, and cook for the lost boys. Sigh* What a life! I would definitely have to learn to sew though because that blue dress with the puffy sleeves is getting old.