Sushi motto!

I just recently got a job at a Chinese restaurant/sushi bar called sushi motto. The boss goes to my church so I got lucky. I've been wanting a job for the longest time, I've been begging my parents. I thought I'd be 100% capable of working. This week was my first week there; I was trained on Monday and then I worked on Thursday! I though waiting tables would be easy, boy I was wrong! Thursday was the most stressful day of my life. I was there from 4 to 9:30. It got real busy all of a sudden after only one group of two coming in. I was left by myself for at least an hour until one of the other waitresses called and asked if I needed help. When she got there I was so happy but then I felt I wasn't helping at all. I thought that I was a young adult and I could do it without getting frustrated. I started tearing up multiple times cause I didn't know what else to do there were so many people and I couldn't remember which table got nice order, someone was calling every five minutes for a to go order and I didn't know anything about any of the food. I got home and I just sat in my bed and cried! I was so tired and so aggravated that's all I thought to do. I woke up this morning late and my dad was mad. I couldn't find clothes, I was just making everything a big drama scene. Finally I just sat in my parents room and cried. My dad left to take m brothers to school and my mom told she'd have to take me later so I got in bed and got some more sleep and now I'm feeling great! It just goes to show I'm not as grown up as I thought I was!

Tell me secret!

Every little kids loves secrets, just the thought of knowing something not everyone knows makes little kids so happy! When Jeremiah and Peniel were still living with my family I could get them to do anything if I just made up something and whispered it in their ear and told them it was a secret. It had to be whispered in their ears to. I remember a few times I would try to just tell them out loud cause no one else was in the room with us but they would squeal it had to be in their ear. It probably sounds bad when I say I could get them to do anything, it's not bad though. I would ask them to do things like get me a drink or pick up some trash or just stop being loud, nothing bad. I didn't only tell them secrets to get them to do stuff either, it was just a good method! Sometimes I just liked telling them secrets to see their cute faces light up and watch them laugh. They told me secrets too! I have been thinking a lot about all the secrets we shared.
One time Jeremiah got so tickled at something I just made up out of no where to tell him as a secret. I wanted him to stop singing so loud in the car while we were waiting for our parents to get out of the store. I asked him if a secret would make him be quiet and he agreed. I got close and whispered "Uhh..uhh..uhh...uhh" and he got irritated and pushed me to say a secret. Finally, I just said "Melissa farts in the bath tub!" He couldn't stop laughing for the longest time and he kept asking "REALLY? Does she really?" I just laughed.
Our whole family did the secret thing eventually. We all told ridiculous made up secrets about each other to Jeremiah and Peniel. There has been "Georgia's a ginger troll", "Mitchell eats bugers", just so many weird things. I can't even remember them. We don't do it anymore, without the little ones it wouldn't be the same.

My first time getting pulled over!

I realize that I am way off on this 30 day photo challenge so I just decided to stop. It's not interesting to me and it's just not an exciting thing. I'm too busy to make a new post everyday anyway. I'm stuck on what to talk about in this post so I'm just going to tell a story.
I am sixteen but I only have my permit so I still have to ride with my parents. I still drive every chance I get though. I usually drive with my step mom (basically mom) in her jeep liberty because that's the car I will be driving when I do get my license. My dad has a 5 speed, I do not have the gift of knowledge to drive one. He jokes constantly about when I will learn to drive it.
So, one day Melissa let me drive when we were going to my karate and my brothers wrestling. It's later in the day so by the time my karate is over it's dark and Mitchell's practice is still going on. Melissa(step mom) let me drive to the wrestling and it being dark my lights should be on. The lights are one of those things I will just never remember. I was driving through the square of Dahlonega, it's a pretty lighted place so I could see the roads perfectly fine. It didn't occur to Melissa or me that they were off until we see police lights behind us. I immediately started crying! I did the most terrible job I could have done of pulling over on the side of the road. The police came to the window, I had tears in my eyes, permit in hand and I had no idea what I was doing. Melissa was telling me what to do. "Give him your permit, honey." I handed him my whole wallet. She chuckled and said "You have to take it out of your wallet." I did as she said, still crying. I felt so embarrassed and scared. After he took both our ID's and did whatever police do when they take your license and came back he told me it was ok and not to cry. He was really nice about it. I told Melissa I'm going to need a checklist of stuff I'm suppose to do in the car before I start driving day and night.