Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Oh the crazy life.

So, school started and man! Life has been going non-stop. I decided that today I needed a nap and definitely needed to blog. So here it is!

Senior year. Oh my heck, terrified much? Scares the poop outta me, to be perfectly honest. Classes= pretty hard. Homework= everyday of my life! Social life= still there, better than the summer, but sometimes I still feel like this... "Social life? What's that?" I don't want this year to end, because then I have to grow up and move on. I know this is what I've been waiting oh so patiently to happen, but I don't want to anymore. Now that I know more accurately about what happens and I can imagine some consequences, High school seems pretty good to me. That said, I can't wait to get out into the real world and be part of it, experience it, love it.

Anyways, I really should stop blogging and get on to my homework! Calculus awaits!

Au revoir!

Thursday, August 11, 2011

crazy day.

I know, I know. I already posted today, but there have been some events that can't go unblogged about.
First, SYTYCD Finale tonight! Melanie won! I've loved her since the very beginning and I was incredibly excited for her. She is fantastic.
Second, I talked to my brother for a bit, who lives in North Dakota. He has lived out of state since... about May-ish? Possibly even June... but that seems like it hasn't been as long as it seems! haha. Either way, he was in Wyoming for a spell and that wasn't too bad, since he was only a few hours away and we still saw him (and his wife, Dana) every couple of weeks. No big deal. THEN, he moved to good ole Ray, ND (which is the middle of no where) and I haven't seen him in FOREVER. He now lives... 13 hours away? Something of that magnitude. He lives HALF A DAY AWAY. And I didn't realize how much I missed him until I talked to him on the phone. Oh my cheese. I did NOT like that feeling. Although, it reminded me of a few little things:
*My brother genuinely (sp?) cares for me and my well being.
*My family is getting older. And that makes me kinda sad.
*He only wants whats best for me.
*Even though my brother is stubborn and smacks me around, I love him to bits.
*I can't wait until he moves back to Utah.
*If it so happens, I can't wait to spend all of next summer with him and his wife and their puppy, Fritz.
{Here's a picture of him. He's a bit bigger now, but I've always loved this picture. :)}
He's a cutie! Annoying at times, but so cute that you forget about that stuff. And he loves to cuddle!

Next, I was going to take my grandma and my sister to their homes when my grandma discovers she has lost her keys. She and my momma had gone to a viewing earlier and she thinks that is the location of the lost keys. At this point, it's like... 9 PM ish. But she calls the Walker Sanderson Mortuary people and they agree to meet us over there to look for the keys. We hussle on over there and they let us in and my grandma retraces her steps and such, and we see the dead guy still in the viewing room in his casket... it was a little on the creepy side, simply because I wasn't expecting that in the least and it was just a smidge awkward. Anyways! My sister goes back out to look in the car and junk. The mortuary man goes to look in the office. And my grandma and I just sorta chill in the hallway as I try not to think about the dead person who is only about 100 feet to my right. Then, my grandma starts feeling around her pockets and stuff and realizes that her keys had fallen into her pants and gotten stuck there! Her keys were with her thee ENTIRE TIME. And we made the mortuary guy come and let us in and everything. She, of course, starts laughing like a crazy lady, and thanks the man for coming down at that hour and junk and we make our way to the car. It was crazy sauce. Sooo soooo funny. It was so great.

Then, we had a discussion about how my cousin's husband is a mortician and what they do and stuff. And how it takes a certain type of person to be able to do that. And then we discussed cremation vs. preservation/burial. I still have a few questions about it, but I gotta save those questions for some select people. ;)

Then, I came home and got a popsicle and brought it down to my room with me. I was going to let it thaw a smidge so it was more enjoyable. But then... I started blog stalking people I don't know and I COMPLETELY forgot about my poor astro pop. And it was super melty. I tried to open the top and eat it like an otter pop, but then it started leaking out the bottom and was an awkward mess. It actually got on my blanket, but I licked it off. Gross, I know. But it was an ASTRO POP for heaven's sake! And I was already having to throw away the most-ness of it. It was quite the depressing moment. But! then I realized that I have yet to furnish my new night stand with it's own bottle of yummy hand sanitizer and I picked my bottle of "bat bite apple" pocketbac from last fall and tried it out. Mmmm, good choice. :)

Wells, since it's approximately 12:53 AM and I am going to LAGOOOOOON with the 'rents tomorrow, I better get some sleep. :) So they don't think I'm so incredibly lazy... I just stay up later than the rest of the world! ... than the rest of the Orem/Provo area. :)  
P.S. [They want to combine Orem and Provo since Provo isn't "big enough" and I think that if they do that, the new name should be "PROM". Clever, right? HA, not in the least. I just made that up in my little sleepy brain.]

Either way, Good night! Sweet Dreams! Don't let the bed bugs bite! (don't be fooled, bed bugs are legitimate and very real)   :)

I copy Ruth, who copied a girl named Meg.

So, there is this lovely lady named Ruth, here's her blog-->chapped lips and chapstick and I'm stealing this from her. I've also seen this done as a ten day challenge, but it seems like a lot more work to stretch it out over ten days. Plus! I definitely won't remember to do it everyday. Therefore, single post!

Ten things I wish I could say to ten different people:
1. I wish we were as close now as we were when we were younger. Then my life would be magical.
2. I can't even imagine my life without you, how can you be that far away? It seems impossible.
3. Sometimes you really bug. Just sayin'.
4. I have thought you were incredibly attractive since the first time I saw you. That's all.
5. I think you're SOOO insanely funny and I feel privileged to be one of the close friends.
6. [This is for Robert Roldan, I'm not ashamed] You sir, are so amazing. Have you seen yourself dance? Oh my! I can't take my eyes off you! If I could spend an entire day with you, my life would be complete.
7. I wish we were still friends. I still think about you guys ALL the time. All the time.
8. I hate that I screwed that up so badly. Worst.
9. Sometimes I just don't understand how you can be like that. But, I love you all the same.
10. I wish I could fix everything. Or at least make you see what I see.

Nine things about myself:
1.I HATE it when people touch my back. So don't.
2. I've never seen a legitimate horror/scary movie, and don't REALLY ever plan to.
3. Getting caught in rainstorms? My favorite thing.
4. I have long hair, and I never want to have short hair ever again. I hated it.
5. So You Think You Can Dance? is my all-time favorite show.
6. The Great Harbor Rescue & You Are Special will forever remind me of my childhood.
7. I LOATHE getting sunburnt.
8. I'm the youngest of four kids, but I have seven siblings. (My in-law siblings are just as much family as the blood-y's)
9. On Thanksgiving I always have to have whipped cream on my turkey. Don't say it's gross, you've never had it, have you? Try it sometime. It's yummy.

Eight ways to win my heart:
1. Serenading me with a select few songs wouldn't hurt.
2. Be my best friend.
3. Be a Gentleman
4. Encourage me to be a better person.
5. Cuddling? Always a good idea.
6. Respect the women who are already in your life. If you don't respect them, you won't respect me.
7. Kissing+Rain= Perfection.
8. Like the names that I already have picked out for my kids. And don't insult them.

Seven things that cross my mind alot:
1. I hate that I'm growing up, I still feel so inexperienced.
2. Boys.
3. My family.
4. My friends.
5. Mistakes I've made.
6. The future.
7. The past.

Six things I do before I fall asleep:
1. Brush my teeth.
2. Comb my hair.
3. Lay in my bed and find a comfortable position.
4. Turn off my lights.
5. Look at the glow stars on my ceiling.
6. Replay the day and think about the next day.

Five people who mean alot (in no particular order):
1. I'm gonna lump my whole family into one...
2. Chels
3. Clayton
4. A few particular Young Women's leaders.
5. Lucas

Four things I'm wearing right now:
1. My cat socks that I bought at the dollar store.
2. My bracelet with my sun bead on it.
3. A white v-neck.
4. A bra! Always a must. haha.

Three songs that I often listen to (currently):
{Imma skip this one for now, since lately I haven't been listening to music really}

Two things I want to do before I die:
1. Get married.
2. Have babies.

One confession:
1. I don't think I'll ever be done with you. I can't make myself un-like you. It's impossible.


a quick book post. :)

So I was looking for a short book to quickly get through for my summer homework and I came up with:

Death of a Salesman by: Arthur Miller
This book made me a little bit sad, simply because the dad, Willy, is getting old and just starts losing it. And it's just not something I enjoy; watching people deteriorate like that. And his sons, Biff and Happy, don't really help him at all. But! The main theme of the book is not about Willy, it's about Biff. He is middle-aged and still hasn't settled in a job. But he realizes that it's because he hasn't been doing the things that he wants to do, for himself. So, the moral of this story, is to do things for yourself and do things that you love.

Monday, August 8, 2011

A billion and a Half BOOKS to tell you about...

Okay, so I guess it's been a while. Not only since I blogged, but also since I blogged about the books I've been perusing. The last book I told you about was Wuthering Heights, which took me FOREVER to read (forever for me, prolly about average for most) Anyways, since then I've read five and a half books. And I think I'll just do one super long post about the five of them. Hope you're cool with that! :)

First: Tangled by Carolyn Mackler

Basically there are four kids who all go on a vacation to the same place and from this vacation their lives all become "tangled" together. It's split into four parts, each part is narrated by a different person, and it is not as annoying as you might think. I quite enjoyed this book and I really loved it. It could possibly be a little graphic for young readers, so just be aware. 

Second: The Life of Glass by: Jillian Cantor
This book is about a girl's life leading up to and after her father dies. No worries, her best friend is there by her side the whole time, except when he's being a total hobo because he's found himself a girlfriend. Anyways, it's quite a good book. I didn't expect to like it as much as I did, so it might not capture you right away. It's worth the read. :)

Third: In the Company of Crazies by: Nora Raleigh Baskin
This book is about a girl who gets sent to a boarding school of sorts where she's the only girl and blah blah blah. It's kind of a lame book, but I kept reading solely because it's super short. Like, about 100 pages. 

Fourth: Going Bovine by: Libba Bray
This is about a boy who discovers he has mad cow disease. Crazy, right? No really, he's basically going crazy. But honestly? I sorta loved this book. I like that there was a mixture of real and fantasy. Even though you sometimes couldn't tell whether it was real or not, I still absolutely loved it. It's pretty kid friendly, but not so much written for kids that you can't stand to read it if you're not a wee little one. 

Fifth: Going Nowhere Faster by: Sean Beaudoin
This is about a boy who lives in an extremely small town and works at the only video store. He also thinks that someone is trying to kill him. But, no big. No one believes him. His parents are also a little crazy and organic. I really liked it, if my opinion means anything at this point, because there have been very few books that I don't like. But I suppose that may just be because I like a lot of things. 

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Just your average Thursday.

GUESS where I am right now? Outside. Listening to the rain and thunder. Whilst blogging. This could possibly be thee best idea of my life. I love the rain. So much, that I'm going to name my daughter after it. As well as my best friend. It's a twofer, you see. That name. But it'll be spelled Raen. The middle name is negotiable, I suppose, but I would like it to be victoria. Just because I like that name so darn much! Shall I explain a little? Because if you know me, my best friend's name is Chelsea. Well, her middle name is Rae and like I said before, I love RAIN. Therefore, smoosh two of my favorite things together into a name for someone that I'll someday see almost everyday and I get a THREE-FER out of that one single word. Awesome, right? 
(Oh, in-case any of you are worried about my electricity and the rain, I'm sitting on our covered porch. No big.)

Another thing I feel like I need to blog about would be... Clayton!
He's my best man friend in the whole wide world. He's the person that is myself, but in the opposite sex form-ness. We think so much a like and we love the same things. And I love this kid to death (or really, to life, because if I loved him to death, that would just be depressing). If I could ever not grow up, I would spend my time with him. He is so accepting of all my ocd and loves when I do things for him just because. When I think about how my life would be different had I gone to MV and not Timp, I think of how I prolly would never have met him. How crazy is that?! And then I think about how in another dimension, maybe we aren't friends, and that just seems incomplete. I feel so grateful for his friendship every time we talk, and I can't believe I was that close to not meeting him. If I hadn't been such a germaphobe that one day in Chemistry, we might have never been friends. Praises for H1N1! Long live the Swine Flu! (but not really, that's just icky to want more sickness in the world).

I sometimes feel like my life is severely less exciting than the lives of those other people in the world who are my age, but I wouldn't trade the people in my life for anything. Each of us are a product of all the people around us. If I were to have not met one single person, I could have been an entirely different person myself.