Alms for the Poor

So I was telling my mom today that I collected 86 cents on campus today off the ground. I figured it would be a good time for walking around and picking up coins with it being Espanolandia today. Espanolandia is where all these kids from different elementary, junior high, and high schools come to get a spanish country experience and to compete in different events and such. I thought to myself if these kids are as careless with their change as I was when I was little this should be easy pickings! Well long story short in telling my mom this and the fact that I give a report to my room mate and some friends on how much I find each day, my mom said I would make an excellent beggar......This got me thinking.....could I actually take my tootsie roll piggy bank, put a sign on it that says "alms for the poor," ask people for money, and actually make anything on campus?.......

HAGS

So many new people have been checking out my blog and I hear back things like, "it's funny," or "you are funny." I can't help but think back to the junior high and high school yearbook days. Everyone knows that if someone just writes simply "you are funny," or "HAGS (Have a Good Summer)" they don't actually like you. Some people may think that my train of thought has been derailed, but I hope you enjoy reading and seeing what I have to say!

Kelli's Guest Post

A Tale of Two Twins

Hey! My name is Kelli and I blog over at Tales of the Younger Twin. I'm so excited to be Makani's first guest post! Makani and I were lifeguards together for a long time and he is the greatest. 

Today, I thought I would tell you about life as a twin. People always ask my sister and I, "What's it like to be a twin?" and I always want to reply with, "What's it like to be a single?" 

But today, I will fill you in on a little secret. It's awesome to be a twin! My sister Kaitlin and I were born three minutes apart. (Obviously, I was second. Just saving the best for last.)

Being a twin means having twice the Halloween candy.

Being a twin means always having a best friend.

Being a twin means always having a person to play dress-up with. 

Being twin means having an insta-walking partner for graduation.

Being a twin means having someone to talk you into donating blood... every eight weeks. 

Being a twin means never having your own birthday...

and not caring. 

Being a twin means you always have someone to work for you if you get sick. 

Being a twin means having someone who looks just as dumb as you do.

Being a twin can be a lot of work. 

A perfect sister I am not, but grateful for the one I've got! 

Thanks Makani for letting me guest post on your blog today. Come over and visit, I LOVE meeting new people and making new friends! 

Kelli @ Tales of the Younger Twin

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The Story of Our Lives

As I've recently been thinking about the next steps I've been taking in my life, I've been thinking about the saying, "The Story of Our Lives." What will my next chapter be? Well exactly what I make of it. Sometimes we get stuck on the same page in our lives with the same people and doing the same things, going no where. Some pages are scary to continue to read while others seem to weigh a hundred pounds, like text book pages, which I swear are coded with lead just to make them heavy for students, and need some extra helping hands to turn. Some of us are "faster readers" than others living life in the fast lane, while others take it nice and slow. How ever we live our lives this fact remains, "The Story of Our Lives" is exactly what we make of it. We are the main character! We are given a vast variety of different backgrounds, settings, and other characters to interact with, but ultimately we decide what we will become; and above all each of us have the ability to make a "happily ever after" for ourselves. So whatever chapter you are in with your life, press forward and make a great story that will be remembered through time.

Solid, liquid, or maybe a plasma!

In inspiraton of and in dedication to Kelli Golden. The question of, is pudding a liquid a solid? is discussed. One of my life long dreams has always been to cannon ball from a high dive into a pool full of orange jello. Though the jello debate of liquid or solid is a little more concrete on that it's a solid, pudding is just as equally important and probably more overlooked. So what is it? A liquid or a solid? Who cares? Well have you ever tried taking pudding onto a plane? According to a reliable source, Kelli Golden who is an adventure seeking college student studying geography, you are not allowed to take pudding on to and airplane. Oh the humanity. We live in days where because of different factors airline secuirity is no in need of confiscating pudding on airlines. Does it matter on what flavor it is? Is maybe pistachio and tapioca pudding with their nut and jelly bits a little bit more solid then the classic chocolate or vanilla pudding? So if you have an opinion on wether your pudding is a solid or liquid speak up and let me know! Comment on your pudding by first clicking on the comment link bellow this post, voicing your knowledge and opinion, and then feeling satisfied that you have contributed to the benefit of the pudding community.


Also feel free to vote on liquid or solid in the poll that is happening to your right....

Random Thoughts

So I had a random thought today on campus. And random thoughts are usually fifty fifty. They can either lead to ideas that will make you billions or weird looks from people. Anyways I was walking as it was storming this morning and I saw one of them freshman tour groups. You know, where they take the little freshman all wide eyed around campus with their family showing them everything. Well at times these peole drive around in these tour cart things and when it's stormy they have clear plastic covers that go over them. Well maybe it was because it was raining or maybe it was because the people were looking around at campus like japenese tourists, but I had the thought that I could see a giant T-rex, just like the one in Jurassic Park, coming down and attacking them. So with that and a new found smile on my face I continued my journey to work....