November Breakfast

Before one of my greatest friends at school, Sarah, left for home on Wednesday, she gave me eggs, bread for toasting, and bacon and told me that I should make breakfast one day. Well, today (Friday of Thanksgiving break) I decided to make it before cleaning my room. I went from room to room on 4^th floor to see who would make food with me, finally Megan said she would. I went downstairs with all I had and decided to start. I looked at what I had and got the most brilliant Idea, French toast and bacon! I called my mom up for her recipe and started looking around for what I knew what was in the French toast batter: milk, cinnamon, sugar; when I realized, there was no cinnamon. So we made it without the cinnamon. It tasted pretty good, mostly because Megan cooked it. I was in charge of bacon. It took awhile at the beginning, and I accidently partially burnt the first batch, but the 2^nd, 3^rd, and 4^th batch went well. After the 2^nd batch, I decided I didn’t want to drown the rest of the bacon in grease; we looked for some kind of holder to put the grease in. We got the Styrofoam egg carton out of the garbage to put the grease in. not even a second after pouring it in, the Styrofoam began to melt in an explosive way and a little flash/burst of flame came off the stove. I moved back in terror and quickly tossed the egg carton back into the garbage. I then ran to my room and got a cup. We poured the rest of the grease in the cup and I continued cooking. Well, in the middle of cooking the next batch I realized what the grease had done to my cup, it warped the lower part to create a bump that went all the way around. Finishing off cooking the food, we put the rest of the grease in the cup and quickly went outside and poured it onto the rocks. It was only then did I realize it was SNOWING! Yes snow… It was an awesome feeling. I could not believe my eyes. ANYWAYS! I took the cup inside and I decided to call my sister to say happy birthday, she picked up then hung up on me. It truly amazed me. I got so made that I said shit, Megan just gave me a wide eyes astonished look. “What?” I said utterly bewildered. And she said “You cursed in your letters!” I looked down to realize I was still wearing my letters from last night and realizing this I said damn. And I began to laugh, finally realizing how hard this would be. I got back up and gave Megan a hug; soon she was pushing me away saying, “Uh! You got syrup on my cheek, becky! Second hand syrup is gross!” This made me lose it. I was on the floor busting a gut. It just made me want to stay down there, but I got up and finished cleaning the kitchen as well as finished the food. What an AWESOME breakfast to have.

Best Friend

“When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there.” "Together forever, never apart. Maybe in distance, but never in heart.”

When it comes to best friends, I was a little naïve in my youth. I never truly had a best friend. I had a great friend, who was at the same time my longest friend cause we have been neighbors forever. My so called best friend in elementary to middle school was never faithful, she would always talk crap about me behind my back and then ask forgiveness and we would always fight. Lies and deceit is no basis for a friendship. When I got into my sophomore year of high school I went to youth group for confirmation class. That was the first day I met her. This short Filipino girl with a loud voice was introduced to me by my Senior friend, Amber. Because I was new, I clung to her and she accepted me with open arms. She helped me make friends; which is weird because I usually don’t have a hard time making friends, but I did here. By the middle of my first year of youth group, we were the best of friends. We talked so much, we hung out, had sleepovers, talked about our problems, everything. We have seen each other at our best, and at our worst. Whenever we are down in the dumps, all we have to do is call the other up, and then we will be better. She has been able to take me from have the worst day of my life to having a pretty wicked day. She is one of the reasons I stayed with my faith, she was a reason I went to church. When we are together, you can tell we care for each other, even when we make fun of each other. There is just that energy that we feed off of when we are with each other. She will honestly probably be my maid of honor and be one of my children’s godmother. When I think about her, I can feel myself starting to cry because I miss her that much, but I can’t stop the smile that flashes across my face. Nothing could change this friendship. We have fought like all other best friends, but we have always gotten past that. And if I can’t stay with this goal, I know she’ll be there. Words can’t describe her, she is beyond words. She is Jucel, and I would have her no other way.

The Daily Quotes

Okay. So here is a little bit of an explanation to this. I made underclassmen friends last year at my Alma Mater. One was a freshman named Anna. We were pretty good friends, especially during our performance of Cinderella as we were both horses. White unitards bring people together. Anyways, this year she started sending me, and possibly to a lot of other people, a daily quote. I usually get them around 10 or so because I am three hours ahead of them. (Ohio and Oregon, even though close alphabetically, is pretty far away.) There have been some that I have loved like “Time is the greatest teacher, too bad it kills all its pupils,” "Never allow someone to be your priority, while allowing yourself to be their option," "Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Just walk beside me, and be my friend," and of course, “if love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?” (Which I have found an answer, love is blind, but lust has 20/20 vision.) But today I got an amazing quote. I do not know the author, but whoever it is, I thank thee:

“The best day of your life is the one which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on or blame. The girt is yours – it’s an amazing journey – and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life begins.”

Just think about it for a second; every day we rely on others to help make or day great, and usually they let us down. I’m not saying that everyone will let you down, God knows I’m not saying that because I have had horrid days where just a little gesture of a friend made the day awesome. But we can’t rely on others to take care of us. If we did that, what would be stopping them from break our hearts? Or letting us fall? This quote touched me, and yet at the same time scared me. For I know I lean on people all the time, yet I do not wish to admit it, I do rely on some people. I rely on my parents for tuition, I rely on my friends to support my decisions and call me out when I’m being stupid. I rely on my teachers to educate me the best way they know how, I rely on my sisters to help me remember my past, and be there in the future. It is very childish, for I know when my parents are gone, my friends have moved on, my teachers have disappeared, and when my sisters have drifted away, I will be alone, wondering where all my crutches have gone. I do not wish for anyone else to be a crutch, but isn’t curious that no matter how much I use people, I am used in the same way? My parents and teachers rely on me getting a job so I can pay for them to live comfortably when they retire. My friends rely on me to support and correct them. Even my sisters rely on me to be a link to the past and a helping hand in the future. I will never say no to them because, for as long as I live, I hope they never say no to me. C’est La Vie.