Heads up

i've heard from a couple people that my links to the skinit.com thing on my wishlist doesn't work. but i promise, it really does. it's just weird and for some reason, instead of showing the skin on the full page like it was intended, it's like in the right-hand corner and you have to choose the device, which is a MOTOKRZR.

just so you know.

Adventure!

So i know everyone has heard of Twilight. I started reading the books the end of my freshman year, because i needed something to keep me occupied on my 4 hour flight to Florida that summer. In other words, before the insanity and Edward-mania spread worldwide. Well as much as i LOVE these books, i didn’t like go online and order tickets to see the midnight showing of the movie. (To anyone who actually did that… sorry. haha) i was planning on waiting for it to come out on DVD before i saw the movie, until Tuesday night when i heard that it was in the local-ish IMAX theater! Well who can pass that up? So the next day at school, i invited a few girls from my grade to go with me to see it. i did invite Ashley, but she had stupid freaking dance competition this weekend and wouldn’t have been able to make it. In the end, Carley's mom wouldn't let her go, so it turned out to be me, Chelsea, and Brianna. Whoo!

We drove to the theater in my car, but we arrived like an hour early. Either we overestimated our ETA, or i drive like a maniac and don't know it... i prefer to think it was the first option. :) The three of us were STARVING, so we went to this little convenient store that's nearby, bought some microwaveable foods (i got French toast and sausage... yum!), fixed them in the store, then headed over to the theater. We were the only people in the whole entire theater until like 6:58 (movie started at 7), and we were so excited. I thought we were going to have the whole place to ourselves, but then like 6 other people came in... bummer. The old people that were like 10 seats away freaking hated us by the end of the movie, because i was never not laughing at Edward. He was just so... ridiculous.

I'd have to say that the best part of this whole excursion was just hanging out with Chelsea and Brianna. They're so sweet! I even have some PHOTOGRAPHS to share with you! Yay!

Brianna, Chelsea, and me being cute... with presents!


It was a big tree.


"Make faces like you're having a baby!".... don't ask.

Read Me!

Have you ever heard of snorgtees.com? Well i recently discovered it, and i found some of the fuuuniest shirts. Many references some funny funny things. So i think i'll just try to post pictures of the ones that i find the funniest.

P.S. My birthday is in two weeks from today, and Christmas is in two weeks from 4 days from now (whatever that is). And i usually wear a small or a medium... just thought i'd point that out...

What's that coming over the hill?!

When I first started this blog, I did an entry where I basically wrote down anything and everything that came into my head. I am currently having an urge to do a remix of that one, just less erratic and with more detail as to where my thoughts take me. Oh, and if you have a limited amount of brainspace (for the record, I do NOT mean that as an insult), then I wouldn't recommend reading this post. Because honestly, it bears no relevence to anyone in the whole wide world except for me. I just like to share! :)

--Once upon a time, I wrote in my journal every single night without fail, usually somewhere between 3-6 pages. But for whatever unknown reason, I stopped about a week or so before the 2008 California trip that the KHS Music Dept. went on. I haven’t written in my journal since March 21st. And after checking my journal to see that date, and then reading the entry, I decided that I don’t really blame myself. Not to sound dramatic or stupid or anything, but that was honestly the worst day of my life… emotionally speaking. The day I got my wisdom teeth out was soooooo much worse. Ha ha Ironically, right before I turned to that page, I happened to flip open to one of the most perfect days I can remember. That was March 8th, the day of the Chuck Wagon tournament. It was just a good day, complete with baseball, amazing weather, some of my best friends, making new friends, Junction, and flirting with cute boys. Haha! Anyways, the point of this whole rant is that even though I haven’t written in my journal for like 9 months, it’s still like ingrained in me to subconsciously note little things to tell or write about later. Maybe that’s why I’m doing this blog… I just need to get some stuff out.

--So I apparently use the word "face" a lot. You know, "I miss your face!" or "I'll punch your face." or "So's your face." I never even noticed until T-Dub pointed it out in seminary, and I realized he is totally right. I wonder how many other people have noticed? Other than you. You don't count. Because I totally just told you, and now you're going to listen for it every time I talk to you. Kind of like how my dad counts how many times I say "like" in a sentence. (The other one in that sentence doesn't count, because it's a comparison! HA!)

--I love my English class. The last week or so, we’ve been getting into Edgar Allan Poe stuff, and my teacher (the infamous Mr. Luce) has taken it to almost extreme levels. For instance, when we read “The Raven”, “The Tell-Tale Heart”, “Anabell Lee” (and some other one, but I can’t remember what it’s called. It starts with an L. But it’s that one where it’s like 9 pages about how amazing this chick is and you’re not sure if she’s even real or if he’s just jacked on opium), it was with all the lights turned off, and we all sat on the floor in a circle and read by candlelight to make it even creepier. I really love that class so much. I had a dream the other night that our entire 4th our English class broke out into the “Newsies” medley that X-Press sang this year. And it wasn’t one of those dreams where it’s just like a snippet of it… I mean, we did the entire song. It was awesome. Haha

--Cheer. As some of you may know, I am as of now a cheerleader for basketball and wrestling. But mostly wrestling, because all that involves is sitting cross-legged on the floor and hitting the floor in rhythms and other weird things, and so far I am kickin’ trash at it. I am just amazing. Haha Whereas with basketball cheer, you have to stand there and do stupid kicks and herkeys (sp?) and toe-touchers (which I have yet to attempt because honestly, who wants to try that for the first time in front of like 9 other girls?) and stuff like that. I really want to cheer, I just don’t know how to operate my arms and legs to make them do the right things at the same time, you know? It definitely does not help that our self-appointed “assistant coach” watches me in the mirror when I do cheers, rolls her eyes at me, and then does it “right.” I mean come on! It’s not like I’ve ever done anything like this before, it is all completely new to me. Of COURSE I’m not going to get it right! Gosh. Let me get the actual moves down before you start giving me crap about how my thumbs are positioned, okay? Frick.

Sorry, I’m a little passionate about that situation. In other cheer news, it’s going to take a while to get used to this new environment. Because as cliché as this sounds, cheerleaders are waaaay into drama. I’ve been lucky enough to have almost ZERO high school drama in my life since school ended last year. All I’ve had was a tiny bit at Halloween, but everyone was over it in like a day or two. I don’t even know how to handle it anymore. But my first day at cheer practice went as such: Sally: “So are you still mad at Jill?” Annie: “What for?” Sally: “Because she held hands with your boyfriend.” Jill: “Oh I did not.” Annie: “Yeah you did, but I’m not mad at you for it.” Jill: “Annie, just get over it. That was a long time ago.” Alice: “Hey Annie, do you remember that time that you had sex with my boyfriend?” Annie: “Oh my gosh Alice, freakin let that go. It was like a year and a half ago and I did not even know you were dating!”

(The names were changed, by the way. Not like we just have storybook girls at my school. Ha.) Just back and forth like that while I was standing there practicing cheers to myself and hoping I wouldn’t get roped into any of it. Who knows, maybe I’ll be that odd-girl-out who is just friends with anyone and doesn’t have a boyfriend for anyone to make out with and cause drama. :)

--Which brings me to the point of me being crazy in love with a boy. Apparently. That’s the only conclusion I can come up with after having dream after dream about the same person. And it’s not like they’re all cute, lovey dreams or anything, we’re usually like playing Frisbee at the new town pool with a bunch of people or we’re eating sushi at the middle school. Random stuff like that. But still, if my subconscious spends 4 nights a week focusing on him, what other impression am I supposed to get? Oh calm down, calm down. I don’t actually “like” anyone at this point in time (especially not this kid, at least not that I know of), but I just can’t get over the weird feeling I get whenever I see him in person, because I see him first thing in the morning and I’m like “Hmm I just played jump rope with you in Bikini Bottom.” How would you respond to that? Since I don’t really know what to think of this subject, I don’t know what to say about it. So I think I’ll just stop now.

--I’ve been having such a great week. (Not counting cheer… but it’s going to get better, I can tell.) Every day I wake up and I am just so happy, and I go to school and say “Good morning, sunshine!” to all of my friends that I see. And I sit on the bench in the hall and say hi to people and smile and me and Ashley just laugh. And throughout the whole rest of the day, I am just so happy. I think it was probably the great visit that I had from my brothers and sisters. I know I’ve tried to explain exactly how much I love love love love love them all, but I don’t think I can ever get it across. Except that oh my goodness, I just started thinking about Bryce and Dena and Aaron and Sarah and Pyper and Hakan and Keith and Rachelle and Todd and Kristen and Kimberly, and I honestly just started crying a little. I know most of them live close-ish to me, but they’re not close enough unless I can say “Hey Mama, I’m going to go hang out with ________, I’ll be back for dinner.” To all of you that I just mentioned, I just want to say that you mean everything to me, and Thanksgiving couldn’t have been more perfect if I had planned every moment myself. (Well… maybe I would have won some more in Nerts. But that’s about it.) It made my heart so sad when you all had to leave, but as soon as you were gone I started getting antsy and excited about when I would get to see you next. Also, I just want to say some things right quick. Kimberly: I’m so proud of you for going on your mission! Way to be. I’ll send you cookies. :) Todd and Kristen: I’m speechless. Who even saw this coming? Haha just kidding, I really am excited for you two kids to get married… I’m invited to the reception, right?! Keith and Rachelle: I hope you find that perfect tree to get married under, and I hope it doesn’t have any big ugly bugs in it. Sarah and Aaron: I think it would be wise to name your kid Nerts. That way, even when you’re mad and you yell at him, you’re still feeling happy and exhilarated on the inside that you got to say it. Bryce and Dena: I’m doing my very darndest to wiggle my way past the whole pay-actual-money-for-your-airplane-ticket thing just so I can come visit you as soon as possible. :)

--Man. When I’m in the shower, I come up with these thoughts like crazy, but when I sit down to type them, I have to really grasp to try and remember my key points. Well it’s late anyways, and I have to get up early because… well… I’m a girl and it takes me like a hundred years to get ready in the morning. Not really, but still. I’d way rather get up early than late.

I ♥ you!