Just for the memory.

You know when things happen that were not suppose to, or something got all screwed up that was suppose to be perfect, or you do something not because its fun, but just cause? I think we do somethings just for the memory, or somethings happen that you should NOT be okay with, but you are because it makes a good memory later. I did a lot of things in Australia that were just for me to either say that I did it, or remember that I did it. One of these moments happened today.

I did horrible on my test today, so I wasn't in the mood to cook dinner. I asked Sam if we should go get something to eat. She said sure. So as we were thinking and pondering on a place to go Jannette mentioned Golden Corral, and Sam and I both immediately thought of Chuck-a-rama. We both jump with joy out the door (maybe a little too much). Now, I have had several previous memories at this restaurant, such as someone getting hit in the head with the bathroom stall door, mixing different flavors of drinks and someone thinking rootbeer and milk would be a good mix. I don't know why I thought tonight would be any different.
Sam, unexpectedly, had to go into work at 8 and we did not leave the house until 7. We had to be out of the place by 7:45. We got there at 7:20. Now, Chuck-a-rama is not a cheap place, so yous gots to get your monies worth.

I HAVE NEVER EATEN SO MUCH FOOD SO FAST IN MY LIFE!!!

We were eating so fast. Sam was shooving food in her mouth just because she thought she hadn't eaten enough. I was eating dessert with my salad. Who does that? Now, I would have been upset because I spent so much money on endless food that I didn't really get to enjoy, but Sam said that we would never forget it, and it would always be a good memory. Which is true. It was so funny and so fast. It is also very hard to eat while you are laughing. I then had to leave with some food in my hand, while stuffing my face. Sam then pointed out a sign that said "No food taken outside". We had to make a run for it. Sam was only a minute late for work. Mission accomplished.

I love memories like these! :)
Next time something seems pointless, boring, or messed up. Think about the memory it will leave. It makes it worth doing.

Jannette its your turn to blog now!:)