Winds of Change

Ahhhhh.

No more school, no more books, no more teachers' dirty looks.

I have decided to make some changes in my life, so I am currently on Facebook hiatus. Most likely until girls camp, which is at the end of next month. No more Facebook stalking.

I am also on a fast from High Fructose Corn Syrup. That nasty stuff...its in everything! No more bread, candy, juice.

And finally, I will only be watching 3 hours of TV and 3 movies a week. No more couch potato.

Who needs to sit on their couch like a fat slob when they could be running around in the glorious, wonderful sun?

And looking at pretty flowers?

Also, I'd like to inform you all that the AGO has awarded me a scholarship to attend the Orange County POE in July.

For those of you who are dense when it comes to organs (hey, its okay, I know most of you are) POE stands for Pipe Organ Encounter. You pretty much run around big cities playing big organs. Its way fun.

Currents:

Color: Burnt Orange

Song: I Know Heavenly Father Loves Me

Favorite: Sun

Food: Anything free of corn syrup!

Wish: My allergies would beat it.

Word: Pulchritudinous 

I am Aubrey and my life is wonderful. Because I coloured it that way. 

Summer Lovin'

Today marks a giant step in the history of my life.

I am now, (well almost) a sophmore. And will be attending an actual high school.

Miraculous.

But for now, I shall lay around all day watching TV and going to girls camp and other such things...
And going to amazing parties with wonderful people...

Just a quick thought, I'm going to go enjoy my summer now.

I Have Decided...

...That I have no clue what I'm going to do with my life.

Music, undoubtedly. But what kind? Piano? Organ? Violin?

PS Paul McCartney just sang Hey, Jude on my TV. I wanna go! I wanna go! anyway...

Do I compose music? Or teach it? What if I wrote songs for artists?

What If I Wanted To Study Astronomy?

You see, as a young child, I enjoyed the sky. I even went to Outer Space Summer School, for heaven's sake! But I lost it somewhere on the way, until I went to BYU's Planetarium today, and I remembered what I used to love and wondered why I forgot about it.

So Now...Who knows?

Currents:

Color: Sea foam green 

Song: Break Your Heart by Taio Cruz

Favorite: Lagoon :)

Food: Peanut Butter M&M's

Wish: I wouldn't throw up so much

Word: Cacophony

My Life Is Average

Here's some good ones I've found recently--

Today in class, my professor had stapled McDonalds applications to the tests of all the people who failed. MLIA.

Today, I sneezed in class. It would have been normal, but i had said ' pika' before I had done so. My classmates started clapping for me. MLIA. 

Today, as i was practicing my trumpet, when a lonely jogger comes down the street looking like Rocky Balboa, I quickly open my window and start playing "Got to fly now" the Theme Song to Rocky Balboa the man stops looks around smiles and starts jogging in and jogs off with a look of self confidence, I now feel accomplished at helping someone. MLIA

Today I learned that I'm the exact average height and weight for a girl my age. Too bad I'm a guy. MLIA.

Today, while walking to class, I noticed a "Wet Paint" sign on the wall, so, naturally, I touched it. When I got to class, I noticed six other people, including the professor, had beige paint smudges on their hands. We're in an Honours Biology course. MLIA 



Today, I was sitting in my grandmother's livingroom, crocheting a blanket for my room. I look over to see my grandma on her facebook. I feel that somewhere along the lines, the tables have turned. MLIA.

Today is Justin Bieber's birthday. Today is also Ron Weasley's birthday. I think we all know who wins here... MLIA 

Hm

I have a hard time with people who have no respect.
Just throwin that out there.

I mean, really, guys? You're not the only person on the planet.

Ok, venting over.

We watched a movie in science that had nothing to do with anything biology-related at all. And the animation hurt my eyes. But it was a good movie, nonetheless, and I now have a strange desire to go plant a bunch of trees everywhere. It'll make somebody happy.

I've never felt like crying for so many different reasons all at once before. Because sometimes people are just mean. I'm sure most of them aren't trying to be mean, but...life's not fair. Because sometimes people blow you off. Or act like your feelings don't matter. Sometimes you try to be professional and responsible about something and the other person just doesn't show up. Sometimes you really need someone you love to just listen to you, but then they're "too busy" with something that doesn't seem that important. Sometimes you're going to miss someone more than words can describe. Sometimes someone says something so touching and wonderful and true that you feel like bawling your eyes out. Sometimes you want so badly to tell somebody something so important that you feel like bursting, but then you just can't get it out.

And those are the many reasons I feel like crying today.

Currents:

Color: Gray

Song: Vulnerable by Secondhand Serenade

Favorite: Sweatpants

Food: Tang (ok, that's a drink)

Wish: I was somewhere else for a while

Word: Follow-through

Good Morning

I'm only posting this morning because I woke up on my own. At 6.

And my hair only took about 2 minutes to do because I have made the discovery of...

French Braids!
They're wonderful, and I've got to tell you about them. I started french braiding my hair at night so I would have something to do with my hands while I read my scriptures. But now, I braid it while its dry, and then it turns into this natural-looking, somewhat poofy, super cute hair! and it only takes about 2 minutes! So I'm happy.


I'll post later since I have to go, just thought I'd clue you all in on my breakthrough.

Currents:

Color: Pink
Song: Mardy Bum by Arctic Monkeys
Favorite: French braids
Food: toothpaste...?
Wish: That I could eat food in the morning
Word: Peradventure

I Enjoy Love

I went to Letters to Juliet today,

For the second time.

Oh my, good movie. That's how I will find the love of my life. His Gran will be in search of a long lost love, and we'll fall in love on the adventure. 

In Italy, of course.

(and he's adorable, just like my husband will be. aww)

Wow, now this blog is starting to sound like a cinema review. Uh-uh. Next topic. 

I'm thinking of going on Facebook hiatus. All you Facebookers know, it overruns your life. And the only way I know how to stop myself is to deactivate my account and realize that other teenagers in the world cope without facebook every single day. Even without internet, although I don't understand how anyone could live without some sort of internet access. Its terrible.

I think I'll do a little charity mission and bring internet to African teens. :)

I was thinking today about acne. Why? Why must the zits form on our face? Why couldn't they be on the backs of our thighs, or someplace likewise unnoticeable. But no, we must come face-to-face with them every day. (No pun intended)

Why don't they come up with facebook solely for teens, and call it Zitbook, or PimpleSpace...Acnetube.

There could be an entire world for those who suffer!

Okay, so acne isn't really suffering, it's much, much, better than not having an arm, or losing a loved one. 

So, I'm actually going to say this. Acne is a blessing, it helps along the realization of true beauty. 

The World Needs More Of That.

Currents:

Color: Green

Song: Billionaire by Travie McCoy

Favorite: Ranch Dressing 

Food: My mom's new broccoli salad creation 

Wish: I had clearer skin

Fun and Mental is Fundamental

If you aren't a little kid inside, and don't know where I go the title, its from 

Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium.

I highly recommend this movie, unless you don't understand symbolism, or anything deeper than the surface. Its a wonderful film about realizing what you really can do, and who you can become.

I love it :)

Anyway...

Currents:

Color: Yellow

Song: Hurtful by Erik Hassle 

Mood: Commencing 

Favorite: Crayons

Food: Popcorn drenched in butter

Wish: It was 12 days from now

Currants:

(tee-hee)

Perfect World

In my perfect world, everybody would be honest; completely honest about how they feel.

There would be no government, because people would be decent, and capable of handling themselves. They wouldn't be dependent on anyone.

There would be forgiveness.

We wouldn't have a military, because there wouldn't be war.

Everyone would stay out of each others' business.

There would be nothing natural about disaster.

Life would be non-violent.

And Cherished.


Summer is so close I can taste it. I love the feeling of doing something cliche in the midst of my unpredictable life. Today I laid under a tree with a good book, and slept in the sun. It was breathtaking. The pillowy, billowing clouds putt along out my picture window. Birds hop in the crab-apple tree harmonizing with the world.

There's something about the sound of a light breeze rustling the trees...

This world is already perfect.

He gave me my eyes that I might see
The color of butterfly wings.
He gave me my ears that I might hear
The magical sound of things.
He gave me my life, my mind, my heart,
I thank Him reverently,
For all His creations of which I'm a part...

Yes, I Know Heavenly Father Loves Me.

Renew

So, I weeded. And did my hair, and my face, and talked to Caine.

And read a little nie.

And I stopped being a grouch and am ready to now take control of my life...

I still feel like I don't have a say in being understood, but that's ok. My life could be a lot worse than it is, and so now I will apologize for the many posts today.

But there's no rule on how many posts you can have in a day, is there?

I was thinking today, and I realized:

There is so much hate in this world. There are so many things happening that don't need to happen.

So now I've decided to throw a little love out there, and tell you, I love you.

I might not even know you, (who knows if anybody will read this anyway,) but I love you, just the same.

And I want you to know, that no matter what people say, you are wonderful just the way you are. Because that's how God wanted you, and as I said before...

God doesn't make mistakes.

So Shine :)

I want a breakthrough.
A new life--
Somewhere different, with different people and different places.
I wish there was enough money to buy food
Or at least some new clothes.

But wishing is all I can do...

I'm not helpless, I'm not weak. I just give up.

They say I need to take the blame for my life,
But I have no say in whether I'm understood or not.

Sometimes I dream of New York, where nobody knows anybody, and everyone is allowed to be themselves, and stays out of each others' business. Unless you're a star.

And Juilliard.

Where I can lose myself in my music...I guess I could lose myself in my music here, its just not the same.

Sometimes there's no magic in my living room.

Please Wallow in the Symbolism

Personal

Maybe showering is a personal event. Okay, it is. And one may think that the sole purpose of a shower is to get clean.

But, when one is a Thespian, One's shower is spent memorizing lines. And they always seem to sound so much better. It must be the acoustics.

"Alright ladies, I think that's enough. Why don't you go on home, and be back here at sundown ready to dance your hearts out."

Its a mouthful, I know. But my hillbilly accent, inflections, and other details sounded so much better last night in the shower than they did onstage this morning, so I've now come up with a Master Plan of Destruction.

Minus the destruction.

Plan A: Record myself giving my lines in the shower, then play them back on the sound system, and lip sync.

Plan B: Refer back to Plan A.

Its foolproof!

Showers are also great for playing pretend. I even have a 12-step program for a joyful, relaxing, out-of-body showering experience.

Step 1: Go to Wal-Mart
Step 2: Buy Suave Naturals Refreshing Waterfall Mist shampoo and conditioner
Step 3: Take a shower with the lights off (Make sure you have a window in your bathroom)
Step 4: Do everything you normally do in the shower, saving conditioner for very last
Step 5: Put in conditioner
Step 6: Sit on the floor of your shower, facing away from the head
Step 7: Pull your knees up to your chest and close your eyes
Step 8: Imagine you are in the Amazon
Step 9: Imagine you are stuck in a monsoon in the Amazon
Step 10: Think about all the good things in your life
Step 11: Imagine you are safe being stuck in a monsoon in the Amazon (i.e. don't imagine lethal animals/fish/insects/etc. crawling up the drainpipe.)
Step 12: Make sure the conditioner is completely out of your hair before you get out

Its a wonderful program, and I try to enjoy it at least 3 times a week.

(Ahhhh.)

2 Posts In A Day?

See This Kid?

He's mine. :) All Mine.

This is my brother Creedence Carl, and he's awesome. He is also my twin.

Well, sort of. 

He's like the "Sister To My Soul" in guy form. My Bosom Buddy, Cohort, Partner in Crime, Compatriot, Chum, Pal, Joiner, Whatever. And as you can tell, we were supposed to be twins. Or siblings at least. But there was a little mix-up up there, and we must have lost track of each other and gotten in the wrong line or something because we came into this world alone.

But then we found each other! I sat behind the piano, and he got his legs tangled in the amp cords, and we made faces at each other at 7 am every other day all through my 8th grade year. And we realized we had so much in common that we had to have been twins and there was just a mistake.

But I don't really believe that, because God doesn't make mistakes. 

Let me tell you a little about Creedence. He plays bass. What kind of bass, you might ask? Well, THAT kind. Upright, Guitar, Clarinet, you name it, he plays it. He spends every waking minute playing his music.

Let me tell you a little about Myself. I play lots of things. What kind of things, you might as? Well, THAT kind. Piano, Organ, Violin, you name it, I play it. (Sorda) I spend every waking minute playing my music.

And so its the music that connects us. We are twins. In a musical, non-biological, awesome sort of way.

Oh and we're both incredibly random. He is King or Lord or Something of The Flying Rocks. I have a killer baby dinosaur impersonation.

He loves his Jack Skellington shirts, I love my stuffed cow. 

And so Ax Dun Go Tag That Sin, Creedence.

Rawr!

P.S. you don't have to get those last two lines. :)

Bi-Polar, Tang, Aliens, Etc..

Sometimes I believe I suffer from Bi-Polar disorder. Because this morning, I was not a happy camper. Correction: I was not a happy student. I did not go camping today. I ignored, blew off, and grumbled. I stomped down hallways like a dinosaur.

Because I am a dinosaur.

And then, I went to seminary. And that changed everything.

And then I was a happy camper. student. whatever.

(Plus, This Picture Makes Me Happy)

In drama, the boys decided to hide themselves in a curtain and pretend to be aliens, which I'm sure will become a common thespian pastime in the future. It made me happy too. I will upload the video soon, if I ever figure it out.

P.S. the man in the picture is my buddy. Or a penguin, your choice.

In bio, some kid brought Tang. It was good, and I think possibly spiked. Because Tang doesn't usually give me a stomach ache, but whatever. It was good. 

And Life Is Good.

Un-Dianoetic

I've found that the best way to answer your questions is to make up a story.

Because Susie's really good friend Bob doesn't understand what he's doing to her.

But when you get the answer you don't want, then you just go with intuition. And hope. Hope for a better tomorrow, a chance to reawaken, and a new independence.

Because I Am Not What They Say.

I am me, and the only one who is deciding who I am is me. I have my heart set on happiness, and no one can take that away from me.

My Mommy

Half the time the world is ending, truth is I am done pretending

I never thought that i had any more to give

Pushing me so far here i am without you

Drink to all that we have lost, mistakes that we have made

Everything will change, love remains the same
Love Remains the Same- Gavin Rossdale

This song reminds me of my mom, and how she is always loving me, no matter what happens, no matter what mistakes I make or how big of a drama llama I am. And so, in return, I love her back.

No Matter What.

I Love You, Mommy.

What's That?

Well you see...
I'm with my bestie here.
And she's awesome :)
Because sometimes, you get fired...
And you feel like a train wreck looks
But then your friend is right there!!!!!!!!!!!
And you start Going Crazy.
And she doesn't go to this party she really wants to go to because she loves you so much.
And then you're all the sudden glad you got fired a little bit.
Because you realize your boss is a grouch. Like Oscar.

Except he's a human, and doesn't live in a trash can. I think.

And so yeah....that's the story for today <3