In two years, I'll be in college. I don't know exactly where or how, but I'll be there. That also means I'll be put out into the wild to survive on my own. I can't remember the last time I've been out on my own for at least a week, ever. If it was, I was probably with someone or having my parents on me 24/7 asking if I'm "okay". But I'm not babied, no that's not the kind of kid I am or was. I prefer to be treated like a normal person. For example, whenever I'm at Thundercloud picking up a sandwich with my mom or dad, the guy never talks to me. He just says "lettuce, tomato, onion?" with no side conversations whatsoever. But the last time when I was on my own, the guy had opened up to me about how bad his morning was and into serious depth about his girlfriend and personal life. But if I were working there, I wouldn't want to be talking to a momma's boy about my morning either so I guess it's a normal thing. But then the worst part is that I'll have to be paying for it all the time and paying bills which means getting an actual job doing actual things. I mean, the only adult things I did today was drink coffee and have awkward conversations. But no Starbucks. Starbucks is probably the last place I'll pick up coffee. I'd usually just go to any restaurant or coffee shop next to my house, because it's all the same really. There's only two kinds of coffee in this world, pretty good coffee, and eh I'll drink it. There's no cafe latte with a mochachino frap vanilla and cinnamon category in this. That's not even coffee, it's warm milk! It falls into the pretty good category. The instant coffee you make at home is also pretty good if you add enough creamer. Then there's the one's who drink it with only sugar or only one thing. That falls into the "eh, I'll drink it" category.
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I went into a Starbucks one time. It was the first and the last time I went there. I walked in and asked for a large coffees. The girl there said "We don't have large coffees, we have ventis." So I said "Alright well give me a
venti." They also spelled my name wrong but hey, they work at Starbucks. I won't give them too much of a hassle. But anyway, then they asked what I wanted. I said "I told you I wanted a venti." But they wanted to know what to put in it and I said "COFFEE." "Well what kind? there's a menu." And by now I'm a little frustrated with this girl and so I just said "Surprise me, just give me one of those vanilla cafe swirl things." or something like that, you get the idea. I was then charged four dollars for coffee and milk that tasted like hot cocoa. That was the first and last time I ever went to Starbucks.