27.2.11

Ha. Yeah.

Remember that goal... the one where I was going to write more often? hm.

Well, today's post is going to be about something I feel very passionate about: Teenage Boys

I don't want to sound like a whiner, but seriously? I don't even know what to think. Do they think their indifference is attractive? And what's up with this laziness stuff? I don't know a single person who consciously wants to be friends with a lazy person. And Call of Duty.

Why?

So, I have officially decided to only be friends with boys who are always nice to girls. I only have one friend boy. And he's my daddy :)

Other than that, life's been pretty... ya know...


Highschoolish

9.2.11

On Decision Making

I am the worst decision maker. Ever.


Cute? Yes. But almost entirely impossible to decide on. And the nice little lady showed me about 25,000 other pairs that would also work. Thank you, shoe store employees, for making my life just a little harder. This is just a dance. Can you imagine what my wedding might be like?

Ick.

Yesterday was PLAN day. Which means to us lowly sophomores, a wonderful 3 hours of testing. Good thing I like testing. Sometimes. Kind of. Just kidding. It really wasn't that bad, you know. Good thing I won't be a senior for another year and a half.

Ah.


Let's see...what else... Don't laugh to hard while you're looking at this.





Here in Utah we might refer to this as Relief Society Arm, but hey, it sounds better than arm fat. Or batwings.

Have a WONDERFUL day :)

8.1.11

Done.

I'm just done with life... I know I don't have a good reason, but I am.

I want to move away and never come back, start a brand new life...

And drown my regrets in butterscotch pudding.

5.12.10

Nostalgia

The Cool Thing About Having an Elmo-themed surprise party is that even though you have the basics figured out already, the details are very much a surprise.

I mean, I put on my Elmo T-shirt for no apparent reason and lumbered up the stairs. My mom probably thought: Wait....What? 
My thought process was most likely somewhere along these lines:
Oh, that surprise party is today
Um, I feel lazy
I'll just wear this Elmo shirt because I'll have time to actually get ready later
Wow, I haven't worn this shirt in a while
Should I wear those red keds?
No, that would look dorky

Once I was upstairs, that shirt "Sparked [my mom's] memory" and had my dad bring out an identical red Elmo hoodie that they had "forgotten" to give me on my birthday. I totally fell for it. Please don't look at that gross just-barely-out-of-the-shower face. Haha and can you see that wonderful British Lit textbook I have?

 Love.


I totally knew I was helping my sister watch her baby so my mom could set up the party. But I thought it was at my friend's house not my neighbor's so that was surprise number one. I was also unaware that this party had been intentionally Elmo from the beginning, surprise number two.


Surprise number three, I'm not photogenic. At all. But that's not really a surprise, okay?

Hooray for birthdays, and cake :)

And a shout out to my wonderful mother and sister who both threw me off pretty good....well? Which one would you use for that?

3.12.10

I Love Being Sick

The best part about being sick is the part when you don't have to deal with people you don't feel like dealing with. The second best part about being sick is the part when you have the house mostly to yourself but you don't feel obligated to clean it. The third best part about being sick is the part when you can eat real normal human food for lunch at home. But my most favorite part is when your stomach hurts, but you look at this picture and laugh so your stomach hurts even more:




Hey guys! My birthday was yesterday! Sweet Sixteen and never been missed, my mom said. It was the best ever. I even got a pillow pet. And some crayons, and some lotion, and some earrings, and some tickets to that David Archuleta Christmas concert, and some horchata. Oh, and a dress for the Christmas dance, but who are we kidding? I haven't been asked and it's in a week.

Which reminds me... the best part about having a school with Gryffindor colors is having a Christmas dance called the Yule Ball. Life probably doesn't get any better. 



Too bad I'm in Ravenclaw...