room

i wonder what it would be like to not have to meet new friends through high school. imagine if you could just walk around and poke your head inside people's rooms. i believe rooms tell so much about a person: their interests, hobbies, style, taste.. i would love to see someone's bedroom and say, "this is who i want to meet". since i moved to this new house, i've had an idea in mind how i wanted my room to look. it is nothing now i imagined. but i guess you have to go with the flow and see how it turns out, it's not what i planned, but i'm liking it. "cause your room should evolve as you do," said a best friend. this is the third arrangement for my room... which for now is temporarily permanent..

cha ching

after arguing back and forth screaming, "just park here!" "mom there is one in front of the doors!" "just do whatever!" "jeez, relax." we parked. my mom needed hair dye.. she's getting old and would be embarrassed if she read this. then she had a craving for dove chocolates. we got to the easter aisle with bunny eggs everywhere, not that bunnies lay eggs but that's the way it goes. "where are the dove eggs.. dove.. chocolate.." she's been talking to herself a lot lately. "what is this!? they are cut in half!!! this is ridiculous! it's because of the economy." she gets one and so do i. we proceed to the cash register where i slide my debit card and make a few extra cents with this new "get money back" that my bank has. total is $9.18. i make 82 cents. but then my mom says, "aren't i supposed to get one dollar back?" the cashier is confused. "the sign by the dye said that i save one dollar." she still doesn't get it. she starts flipping through the coupon packet. "yeah, i think you are supposed to get that but i don't know how it works.." she calls over one of the (younger, more alert) workers. "no, no, it's okay, that's fine," my mom says. but the cashier insists, "no, it's fine, it's easy." so as the other worker approaches my mom explains to him what happened. and he says, "you don't get one dollar back, the product is a dollar cheaper." but my mom (who said she didn't care, "that's fine") re-explains it to him "but the sign said" ectcetera ectcetera... "let me ring you up over here" we walk half way down the store so he can give us a dollar. by then the chocolate is in our stomachs. "do you have the receipt with you?" he asks. "i think i do," i answered him. i checked my wallet and while i do i ask my mom, "didn't i give it to you?" she checks hers. after a few seconds i find it. but it's the supermarket receipt. i laugh. i've been laughing this whole time because it's been 6 minutes and we've been trying to get back a dollar. i finally find it, hand it to him, we walk out of the store with empty wrappers, an extra dollar, and hair dye.

wade's farm fresh

nomnomnom this place is so pretty. most of the food is grown there or from local farms. but it's winter so i don't know how they do it, actually. i said to the cashier, "all supermarkets should be like this" and he said, "yeah but they have a different agenda than we do. it used to be like this 40 years ago." so i said, "too bad it isn't anymore." after he slid my debit card i asked, "should i put in the pin number?" and he said, "no this is an old school machine. but it's the 21st century, at least we have a machine" then he said, "please sign your autograph right here" so i go, "haha, autograph." "everyone deserves their 15 minutes of fame."
ohhhhhh what a sense of humor he has. ^^







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nomnomnom

here is my food. i was going to take a picture every day of my colorful food then i started forgetting. maybe if i take a picture daily it will encourage me to eat healthier! but how will i remember?

yum yum yum.

doors are prettier from the inside

two friends came over. we innocently went out for pizza with my mom. came back, got locked out of the house. after attempting to pick my garage door lock and back door lock with a bobby pin, we walked to my neighbor who i only just met today. he and his wife and son were in their pajamas. the wife had no belief that the husband would be able to unlock the door. he did. SUCCESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

but today i learned that doors look much prettier from the inside.
and next time your friend says "let's lock her out!" with those locks that lock from the outside and not the inside, do NOT forget to unlock it.

bleh

i am adapting to the connecticut lifestlye. i am meeting new friends. i am going out. i am singing. i am dancing.
but not the way i did back at home.




i am taking pictures to post on lookbook.
http://lookbook.nu/user/116481-Juliana-C