Ice Cream

I believe in Ice Cream. Ice Cream, with its perfect texture, and its frozen, creamy, smooth combination, of vanilla, a crunch of chocolate sandwich cookies, and a hint of mint is my miracle solution to pain and heartbreak. The feel of ice cream goes through your whole body down to your toes. Ice cream does more then to provide you with a nice helping of rich creaminess, but it is an antidote to many of life’s little conflicts. Through the years of high school, from heart break to crazy situations, the end solution with my friends and I was eating from that magical carton. It helped all of us to let go of our aches and pains.
A perfect example that comes to mind was with my roommate Ally. We went to a school dance together with a group of guys. Strolling into that dance with those guys made us feel pretty cool. Suddenly, as if premature pumpkin timer went off, the guys disappeared one by one, but instead of leaving behind glass slippers, we discovered them with other girls. We attempted to not let it get us down, so we tried again, striking up conversation with a new set of boys. Things seemed to be going even better than the first time around. Then suddenly, that slow dance song came on and the awkwardness of, “so…ahem…gosh I really like this song…” ensured. Amazed that our hints were not working, we were even more astonished to witness them disappear and later reappear during that same slow song with two different gals. Ally and I each did our own silent personal assessments. Breath check, teeth check, hair check, everything seemed in place. After our twice over rejections we walked away feeling horrible. How could we have walked through those same doors feeling so triumphant and walk away feeling so defeated. We walked through the doors of our apartment feeling terrible when suddenly we were beckoned to the freezer by the two men that would never leave us, Ben and Jerry. We sat down in the carpet and started to eat the magical frozen delight. After more than a few bites, we slowly felt the coldness of the ice cream warm us up. We eventually found ourselves laughing at the events that had occurred that night.
In that image, two girls who were completely miserable did a 180 with just a few bites of ice cream. As a young girl, I still remember my older sisters coming home at night and going right to the freezer to pull out the ice cream. Now that I am getting older I realize that sometimes we need to get away from the world. Ice Cream creates an excuse for women to bond, dish on life and give you a feeling of not being alone. It’s a comfort. It’s as if Ice Cream creates a bubble around you and won’t let anything bad come near you for those few spoonfuls until you scrape the bottom of the carton.

3 lives saved

I saved 3 lives yesterday by donating blood. As I walked around my campus I saw motivating signs to donate blood and heard the call so I marched up and signed up for 11:15 the 2nd of June to give blood and to save lives. Now I should give you a little history I have never given blood before but I do know how the American red cross came about in the Civil War a beautiful nurse named Clara Barton helped save lives soon after the war ended she set up the American Red cross the one thing that impressed me about her is after the horrific battles happened she went on the battle field and helped every man even if they were from the south or the north she didn’t look at sides she made a statement saying something to this effect “ I saw my brothers face on everyman on the ground.” Anyway before I gave my blood I drank hugh amounts of water like any other faithful donor. I Got all of my bearings and left for the Taylor building as I walked into the room and saw chairs that looked like lawn chairs by them women with white coats and the blood in which was being sucked into plastic bags. I walked up to the table with volunteers signed in went to a nurse who gave me a mini physical I then answered a series of questions this all ended in the fact that I was a healthy donor and ready to give my blood to save lives. I sat in the lawn chair looking at the two women who would stick me. There was one women who I believe was training the other women at this time I prayed that they would only have to put the needle in me once. She took my arm as I turned my head to find something that would distract me I then noticed this cute guy who also happened to be giving blood he looked at me and smiled I then felt a stabbing pain mixed with pressure on my left arm. The pain stopped and I got a feeling of irritation because I wanted the needle out of me I then say my own blood go in to the plastic bag. It was actually kind of cool I then spoke with the nurses talking about school and how I miss home. I do have to say I donate fast because it felt like a minute when that bag was filled. They got the needle out of me and patched me up I then walked over to where there was cookies and bottled water I was actually really excited for the cookies. I sat down and who happens to sit by me but the very cute guy he and I started to have a conversation different subjects there was also student volunteers that gave us different snacks and all that jazz. As I was talking to the cute guy I found that his name is Alex and that he served his mission in New York his major is Business etc. When he started talking about his job I started to notice that I that he had black spots on his face and that I felt that I was suddenly spinning. I stopped him and said that I was seeing black spots he looked at me like I was crazy and then BAM. I was out I was in darkness when I suddenly became aware I felt my body being carried to the ground and people talking to me I open my eyes and saw a big crowed around me two nurses asked my name and I said my name and they then asked me if I know where I’m at and I replied correctly and as I looked around I saw Alex kneeling by me looking very concerned :) . It was actually relatively EMBARRISING. I have never fainted in my life but of course it would be me it’s always me and not to mention I was the first person to faint and the blood drive has been going on since Monday well the moral of this story is I saved 3 lives, met a cute guy that I hope I never have to see again, and I’m locked and ready to sign up for the next blood drive.