What's with the Costumes?

I can remember back when I was 6 years old and was soooooo excited for Halloween. I would dress up as anything from a princess to a cheerleader. Slowly, as the years passed by I got sick of dressing up and Halloween just wasn't that cool anymore. It was just more of a hassle to go out, then to have my mom buy candy for me. Now that I am 18 I certainly could never picture myself dressing up doing that childish stuff anymore, unfortunately, I feel like I'm the only one.

Last night by family and I went to the Craig Morgan in Milwaukee at the Bradley Center. When we parked we were greeted by a bunch of eager kids in their 20s ready to party. However, after seeing some of there costumes, I was not ready to party. I felt like I was part of a Halloween costume party gone wrong, very wrong. I just can't imagine dressing up in nearly next to nothing in the cold. It simply does not make sense to me and just doesn't seem like any fun.

For those of you wondering what there was to offer, first off not much, but there was basically anything a person could imagine. Everything from naughty nurses to skany schoolgirls to slutty secretaries were displayed, the only bad news is that WAY too much was shown. It was fashion show from hell if I've ever seen one. I wonder if some of these girls mirrors were broken before they left for this party. I was just so thankful to get out of there and back home to some sanity.

I could never see myself being one of those people standing in line for hours to get into a club freezing wearing nearly anything. I guess being drunk help because it sure seemed like the cold didn't affect any of them, they were out to party in bunches. On the flip side I was actually glad to see that because that definitely affirmed I will NEVER do any of that stuff in my entire life. Some people may think that's boring but I could care less. I would never want to humiliate myself looking like that. I could be doing something else way more fun instead and not looking nearly as ridiculous.

Not a Working Girl

I'm just going to come out and say it: I hate working. I know everyone hates working but I think I hate working more than the typical person, and I'm proud of it. I just wish there was a way for me to be lazy the rest of my life instead of having to keep a stable job. Life sucks.

I've only had two jobs in my life, both of them I quit after just 4 months. I know work is something everyone has to do, but it just seems as if I cannot seem to find a part time job that actually suits me. Both times, I tried working in stores but it seems that's just not for me. I hate standing around straightening shelves and dealing with crabby people all day. When will I ever find a job that I actually like?

As I think about my future, I realize that I really probably should just be a stay at home mom (haha). That's a job that I might actually enjoy doing, because I can sit on my butt and not worry about a thing. Although that's so unrealistic in today's economy, I suppose I can just cross my fingers and hope I marry rich and have that perfect life everyone dreams of. Yeah right!

For the time being, I guess I'm doing alright without a job. I don't have much extra spending money, but I love being able to spend time with family and friends without having to worry about going in to work and missing out on things worth remembering. Deep down, I know that I need a job, but for the time being, I'm trying to ignore my conscience and tell myself to make time for ME and everything else will fall into place.

Sweetest Day

This past weekend was Sweetest Day. Many people who don't have a significant other claim this is just a "Hallmark Holiday" and it is nothing meaningful. Although I don't consider it an actual holiday, I personally still think that it is something to be celebrated if you have someone to celebrate it with. Lucky for me, I had a great companion to spend Saturday the 15th with this year.

My boyfriend Jake is one of those people who believes it is just another day, a Hallmark Holiday. Being the good boyfriend he is, though, he knows I love every chance to celebrate something, so he acted like this day was a big deal. He went all out and planned a wonderful date day for the two of us, and needless to say, it was awesome.

We ended up going to a pumpkin farm in Random Lake. When we arrived, we hopped on a hay ride and picked out pumpkins. It took forever for me to find the perfect one, but luckily Jake was willing to walk distances just to find me the roundest and orangest pumpkin. Finally we found our pumpkins-Jake's being a whopping 29 pounds! After that, we decided to make our way to the corn maze, which was the best part. It was huge and Jake and I had such a great time.

After we got home, we went out to eat at Applebee's and carved pumpkins. When that was done, we snuggled up on the couch and watched some T.V. together, talking and reminiscing about our day. It was the perfect ending to a perfect day. I know many of you don't care at all how Jake and I spent Sweetest Day, or if we celebrated it at all. The point I want to get across, is that it's very important to take time to celebrate the relationship shared between you and a significant other. I loved having alone time with Jake at the pumpkin farm and felt that it was a great way to escape life's troubles and stresses. Each and every couple should take time away from the world to celebrate eachother and the love they share.

I hate growing up

Alright, I'm just going to come out and say it- I hate growing up. There are so many big decisions to make that can potentially affect the rest of your life. Who you're going to marry, what job you're going to pursue, the type of education you're going to get. AH I just cannot handle this! Coming from high school where there was not a worry in the world to college where there are so many decisions and different paths you can take-this is just too stressful for me.

I have always wanted to become an Elementary Education teacher. I've taken all the steps possible up until now to pursue that dream. Unfortunately, though, recently I've had a change of heart. Now I'm completely unsure of something I was once SO sure about. Why did I all of a sudden change my mind? Will I grow out of this phase and want to become a teacher again, or do I want to pursue a whole different career path?

I have been stressing about this for the past week. I know that I don't have to make the decision this second, but I'd like to kind of have an idea so that I can schedule classes next semester according to my plans. There are just so many different things to consider when growing up, and I would give anything to be young again.

Does anyone else feel the same way? Completely confused about life and every decision that comes along with it? Although I'm the only one that can make these big choices, I wish someone could give me all the answers and help me through this. AH I want to be young again!!!