True Meaning of a Well Known Idiom

(P1: Says something clever.)

P2: That's exactly what I was thinking!

P1: Well great minds think alike.

A: That's a backhanded way of complementing yourself!

Beauty Gets You Far

(A cute guy walks out of a store.)

C: OMG, did everyone not just want to walk out of here with that guy?

S: You know, I used to think so but then he started talking.

C: Couldn't be that bad.

S: He heard my accent and asked me where I was from. I told him South Africa. He looked at me puzzled and asked if I was an albino. (S is a Caucasian with brunette hair, olive skin, and dark eyes) It didn't end there. When I said no, he asked if I was adopted because my parents must be black.

C: Thank God he's pretty!

Maybe Home Really is Where the Memories Are

There are all those stories, movies, and shows where people go back to the house they grew up and sit in a nostalgia of memories. Suddenly the picture turns amber and cute little kids are running around and their parents are happily watching them.

So recently I moved houses. I moved from a house I called home for 18 years to a new house that I wasn't even excited about because it was soo far out in the suburbs. At first I felt sad that I was leaving this house. Within one weeks time, I am accustomed to this new house and the old house feels like a cold, dark storage facility. If the old house were a friend, I think my friend would hate me forever. Good thing its just a building.

I have more feelings about the first restaurant that my parents owned. When my parents sold it, I was sad and every time I pass by I still wonder how it is doing. I remember every addition to the building we made. The stories of all our customers and employees who were like family to us. With my parents working such long hours I guess I spent more time and created more memories at the restaurant then I did at my "home."

I'm Happy Because I Amuse Myself

T: (talking to third party) Yeah she's always happy, in a conversation the other day, she called me "Miss Glass Half Empty" and asked me what happened to the glass being half full.

(3 minutes of silence goes by. A occupied playing Wii.)

A: I said that?! Hahahaha. Miss Glass Half Empty. I'm so clever! hehehehehe

T: See, she amuses herself.

A: Hey, if I can't make myself happy, who will. Besides, you remembered the conversation so I obviously made an impression. See? I am clever! :)

A2: Don't worry, I think my jokes are funny too.