Hey everyone. I'm sorry I haven't been on lately. I was away at a friend's for the holiday. In the mean time, how are you? I trust you had a good Fourth of July?
~Ugh...~
My Fourth of July went as expected, or, well, for the most part. On the fourth I wasn't in a good mood, but the day before I was. It was SesshysBride2Be's b-day, and that's where I went.
I've come to find that fireworks impress me less and less each year, in fact, they rather bore me. I think they all look the same. Just the same fireworks being shot in the air over and over again, just in different colors and textures. And there is a very weird song on the t.v.... *tips toes out to see* Oh, It's the end of Cinderella Man. Sorry, that was random.
My day
My day wasn't very exciting, only I teased two of my guy friends who just recently got jobs at McDonald's. They were complaining about how tiring it was to work the WHOLE kitchen. And yes, they did indeed have to. I suppose they were the only ones left to do it, since the others were either working the drive-thru, the cash-registers (there's three), and cleaning. It sounded tiring, but nothing I wasn't used to. The volunteer patient transport thing works the same, go downstairs, fill out a job order (kinda like a waitresses order slip) , get the wheelchair/litter (a portable bed), look for linen (cloth), find the patient, take them where they need to go, find a nurse, get the patient into bed, look for a soiled utility closet (they're hard to find, it's where you put dirty linen down a linen chute, and not all of them have a linen chute), throw the linen down it, take the wheelchair/litter back downstairs, repeat that about 6 or 7 times. If anyone wanted to know how the volunteer patient transporter job works, there you go. I'm not complaining though. I love my job. They, however, kinda were. lol.
I Hope You Dance by Lee Ann Womack
hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
Random Question of the day
How do you feel about the gas prices right now?
Me: I hate them. It seriously brings whole new meaning to the words "highway robbery".
TAKE CARE GUYS! I WILL BE AROUND TO VISIT SITES!!!!