Pet Peeves

     If you know me at all you know that I am easily annoyed. AND am not afraid to say it when I am. Not in a crazy, unhappy person way. But I feel in a logical, realistic way. Annoying people are everywhere, but there seems to be a large population at OC. There's one in every class. One person who makes my teeth grind. One person who does or says something that makes me give them the "really?" look. A girl in my class (right now) takes me to the edge every day. I will now list some of my pet peeves.. hopefully that girl in my class will read this...

Pet Peeve List:

Laughing at things that aren't funny

Teachers pets

people being fake

people telling me what to do because it's "right" according to them

stepping on my feet or toes

being unobservant (stop stepping on my toes)

people with no common sense
people who are inconsiderate

people who walk slow in front of cars and can help it

people worrying too much about what others think of them

people being too uptight

unnecessary drama
social clingers (you know who you are)

bad story tellers

pointless meetings

people with no backbone

morning people (you can't possibly be that happy)

people who only do things or "are" things because they think it's cool, not because it's actually what they think or believe

name brand snobs

people who think they know everything
horrible drivers


people who make others feel bad for not wanting to be constantly doing something
people who don't say "i'm sorry" or "thank you"
"LOL" (enough said)
Facebook statuses that are about their club/sorority/fraternity (NO ONE CARES ABOUT IT BUT 
YOU)
Copy cats


people who think they are better than you because they write poetry/read literature/drink tea/dance like hippies/don't wear shoes/disagree with me/need to shower/give bad looks/think they are "deeper" than me because they are "intellectuals" (you don't know me)


when people don't brush their teeth before chapel and then want to WHISPER really close to my face (sick)








WOW. I am out of breath (figuratively). Don't pretend like you don't have a bunch of pet peeves too. And if you still say you don't... then you fit into at least one of my pet peeves.

I wish I were a boy

Sometimes I wish I were a boy... 

    By that I mean I wish I could act how boys act. I wish I could put aside all feelings and use my brain and not my heart. I wish I could just roll out of bed and show up and no one care that I look like a mess. I wish I could not grow up by choice and blame it on "maturity." I wish I could travel the world ALONE and it be safe and accepted. I wish I could live the selfish life of "what do I want to do?" and not be looked at weird. I wish I could go to arby's and buy one of everything without feeling like a pregnant cow. I wish I could not shower for 3 days and people think it's normal behavior. I wish I could have a universal excuse for acting barbaric...       

But I am thrilled to be a woman who is not barbaric by choice, who showers regularly, who eats like a queen, who thinks about others, who enjoys being with friends, who is growing up and not fighting it, who enjoys the quiet time in the morning while getting ready, who thinks with my my big heart...

I'm ok with it. 

People Watcher

Hi, my name is Jordan and I am a people watcher. 

I could do it all day long. I could sit in one place all day watching, taking observations, thinking, and talking about people. I am fascinated. People who are alone, people with people, people who wish they are with people... so entertaining. My favorite, even though it's painful to watch, are people who try to impress other people. I cringe, yet cannot look away. It could be the super loud, obnoxious guy in the caf who thinks every human being in a one mile radius wants to hear his HILARIOUS story that actually is not funny. It could also be the girl who thinks everyone in the room is staring in awe of her beauty when in all actuality no know even noticed her walk in. And then there's the kid sitting alone and looking around at everyone with everyone having the fun he or she wishes they were having. Painful, funny, entertaining, weird, annoying, sweet... all these people I love to watch. I love making stories for their lives from what I gather in the few second I may have with them. And might I add that I am usually correct or close to the truth. The real truth is that people are easy to read. We all give signals and signs that hint at who we really are. Body language is HUUUGE. I can count at least a dozen times that I have witnessed the "painful couple." No i don't mean the sickly lovey dovey couple. I mean the one where one person is in-it-to-win-it and the other wishes they were 1 million miles away. Painful. I wish I could go to the person with the false hope and say "Give it up, kid. She's obviously signed out and you look like a fool." But that might upset some people. I sometimes watch miscommunications happen right before my eyes and want to fix it for people.. I guess that's the inner counselor in me thinking and wanting to help. I apologize for the staring and analyzing.

Lucky You

For most people, when they find out people are reading their blog they probably feel nervous that they could have said something offensive at some point. So from then on they watch what they say, just to be safe... Well lucky for you blogland I feel none of that! Don't fret friends! I will continue to bring you my thoughts and feelings freely. 

If I had to worry about what I said on here, I wouldn't have a blog. I would have a journal. In my room. That no one read. But me. And God of course. I do have one of those. Technically I have like 4 journals, all with different purposes. I get it from my sweet father, so blame him.

The next time I have some big random or not random thought I will let you all know. 

Bye bye honesty lovers!

Honesty Hurts

For those of you who are newcomers to my blog, let me reiterate that this blog is made to be my medium of honesty.

HONESTY

This word means many different things to different people. To some it means saying what you think in a censored, edited way that makes people still like you and feel all warm and fuzzy. I am not one of those people. I believe in honesty that is not meant to hurt, but is not fake. I believe in real honesty that actually tells the honest truth. That was what my last blog post was expressing. Yes some of you men and even some women may think that I am some feministic, man-hater. 

THIS IS FALSE.

I love boys. More than many other women do. I have a positive view of men, trust me. I am just expressing what I see in my generation of fellas. Observations if you will. And I am not alone. What I said in my previous post can be backed up by what I have heard MANY young women say recently. Sorry we're not giving you boys high fives and oooing and ahhing at your big muscles. I'd love to do that, if you had some muscles to oo and ah at. ;) 

Men will be boys

One thing that I find quite hilarious is when I hear that guys are "scared" of girls. Really? The big bad woman lady is gonna get ya? hahaaaaaa ahhhh this never ceases to make ma laugh and giggle like a little monstrous girl. I mean men often say that women are inferior to men... so what's the big fright about? If I feel stronger than something I am not going to be afraid of it, correct? It doesn't make any sense. 


So let me get this straight:  Women are inferior to men. So men are scared of them. Then the women feel the men's vulnerability and stomp all over them stealing not only their dignity but their "man" jobs as well. Then the men pout and tell women to treat them like the men that they are! Then women tell them they will... once they act the part. 


hmmm there seem to be some missing pieces along with some interesting connections... I just find this whole web fascinating. You men crack me up! Oops I meant to say boys. ;)


Real men view women as their equals under God. Aren't afraid of women, but adore them for the creatures that God made them. They are strong and leave no gap for women to stomp on them. They are treated like the men that they are because they ACT like the men that God made them to be. 


But what do I know. 

I love fall

Ohh Autumn.. you have a special place in my heart... There is just something about it getting cooler outside, the yummy cinnamon smells, the leaves changing, the decorations, the colors... I cannot get enough. I have soooo many fond memories for fall that I cannot help but get excited just thinking about it!!! 

going to Tulsa with my parents,

going to Davis with my whole family,

college football,

chili,

s'mores,

candles,

opening windows, 

cool air,

late night coffee outside,

walks through the park,

pumpkin anything,

halloween and autumn decorations,

sweaters,

my favorite colors...

Ahh such a precious gift God gives me every year! Today I was thinking about the blessing of memories. What an incredible gift. Being able to smell something and go back in time. Looking at something and it reminding you of something from years ago. Amazing. Thank you Lord for memories!