Sunday, October 30, 2011

awkward.

I love awkward. Awkward the TV show, awkward moments, awkward movies in Seminary, awkward family photos. Everything under the sun that is awkward.

but the most awkward thing I love is Stake Dances.

Stake Dances are the definition of awkward. It's a bunch of sweaty Mormon teenagers spazzing out to a fast song, or doing the "Jr. High wobble" (as Olivia would call it) to slow songs. You eat microwaved food, otter pops and you just dance and no one cares because you're all doing the same thing. It's awesome!

PS: the Jr High Wobble is the dance where kids are as far away fro each other as possible while still touching each other. (arms hyper extended. that kinda thing.)

So we had a Stake Dance Saturday night that went for THREE HOURS. Yeah, three. It was supposed to go until ten thirty, but i was there helping clean up till eleven.

anyway.

I had a blast. Me and my dear Olivia Perez awkward danced it out. and we did it with everything in our souls and hearts. and Kate came with me, so it was a total crazy fest. and this happened for two and a half hours.
and it was one of the best nights of my life. seriously. I'd rather be awkward dancing the chicken dance than going to a Haunted House or a party or movie. I'm weird. but I like it:)

AND I have a funny story to tell you all. it involves Desi Loveless. and Jacob (a kid with a Jedi Braid) and awkward.

so. near the end of the dance, Desi grabbed me and Olivia and made us come with her to talk to a cute boy (he really wasn't that attracive, but Desi was ready to explode). so she went up and practically screamed,

"Hi! What's your name?"
"Jacob?"
"Oh! That's cool! My name's Desi! What school do you go to?"
"Bountiful Jr."
"Cool....."
and then she made the most priceless face at me and Olivia and bolted. I said bye to Jacob and his crew with Jedi Braids and walked away pracitcally peeing myself.

so then she keeps thinking she's never ever gonna see him again. and she keeps seeing him in the hallways of the stake center and she keeps screaming "HI JACOB!"

and then she went up to him (because she thought he was leaving) and went up and asked him for a hug. after an awkward one armed hug thingy, she said,

"I THINK YOU'RE REALLY CUTE!" and booked it away waving like a crazy person.

and then we see Jacob (by himself) walking away from the stake center at eleven at night. Jamie screamed at Desi, "ASK HIM IF HE WANTS A RIDE! NOWS YOUR CHANCE!"

so then Desi leaps out of the car and runs to Jacob, asking him if he wants a ride. he says yes and they awkwardly walk to the car together. and then we all introduce ourselves (and by now the poor kid thinks we're retarded) and then we drop him off, all waving like crazies.

and that's my story.

life is good:)

=D

Thursday, October 27, 2011

smiley face icon

okay, so it's nine thirty, I just got home twenty minutes ago and I haven't even started on my homework for tomorrow. awesome.

but I don't care. I'm happy. I'm happy. I'm happy.

and I'll sing out to the rooftops.

I'M HAPPY.

not actually just happy, more like extatic. more like bouncing off the walls.

life is great:)

and guess what? you're going to have to guess why. cause I'm not tellin the internet. noooo way. what if my creepy old man stalker is reading this and finds out and kills me because I'm so happy. go away creepy old man, no one likes you. (but I love you Kayla. Yeah, I said it)

another reason is because I found out about Rachel Goodrich. She's a freaking awesome artist who plays the uke and kazoo. classy. I love her dearly. Her song Light Bulb is my new favorite. Youtube it.




this is Rachel:)

I'm in love


anyway. today was a freaking busy day. I woke up, went to school, :), then had a basketball game. We lost, but our team is gonna be pretty good. there was just a black kid on steriods that had super huge arm muscles from North Layton. Woah. and most of their guys were hot. very. hot. anyway. the game ended at five, so i had to call daddy, go home and change at lightning speed for the choir concert.

holy. crap. best concert of my life. I love choir. we're like a little family. we sing, we dance, we scream, we yell and we just love each other:) and we've all embarassed ourselves by singing in front of each other. we're tight. I love those kids.

and the concert was just a blast. our songs sounded great, especially our acapella piece. i loved it. then Nightmare was a blast. we looked creepy and the song was great. but the whole time I was thinking of Ma Young saying to the boys, "Cool Joes, yeah! You're cool!" and I almost died. and the whole time i was smiling my face off, because of other reasons that are not to be shared all over the world wide web.

and then after me, Amber, Kate, Annie and Jake went to sub zero! And I saw Sam Hellewell! I love Sam! We go way back and she is darling! I love her dearly!

and yeah, now I'm home and I'm supposed to be working on biology and english and a map quiz, but I'd rather blog:)

my motto now:)

Monday, October 24, 2011

Gives me HOPE.

I'm feelin' hopeful.

I've finished my Student Gov. Presentation, I finished my killer math UEA homework (Yes, she assigned HW over UEA. That's illegal), I got to see my friends that I've missed ever so much at school, Jamie took us for ice cream after school and... well ya know... =D

maybe you don't know. oh well. you can guess. hint: I'm a teenage girl.

But seriously, school days like today are the days that keep me going. sometimes I feel like crawling into a dark hole and never ever coming out again, but on this last really nice fall day of the year, I'm feeling good.

If it's the last nice day of the year, why the heck am I blogging?!

because blogging is super fun.

but on this gorgeous yellow red and orange October day, I'm just happy. how can you NOT be?

so: story time. yesterday, after young women and young men combined meeting (the most embarassing thing ever. don't even talk to me about it) me and Becca decided to go on a Sunday walk to the temple. Best. Idea. Ever. It was so gorgeous and warm and lovely. And I was with my Becca. how I love her. And we just caught up and talked about boys (that was pretty much all we talked about, that boy crazy child) and laughed ourselves silly. Oh, and we ran away from some vicious dogs. But when we got to the temple to walk around on the grounds we found out that it was CLOSED. What?! We were mad. We spent a good fifteen minutes walking up the freaking hill to see the temple, and it's closed. Oh, and I almost got my head stuck in between the bars when I was trying to sneak in. ooops. maybe that's why I shouldn't do that...

but I'm just happy, and Ours by Taylor Swift is on repeat on my playlist. now I'm going to go watch nightmare before christmas so I can get in the Halloween mood...

PS: I think I'm going to be princess Leia for Halloween. But I need a hot boy to be Han Solo... I'll find one.. just wait.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

taylor swift has a song for everything.

So don't you worry your pretty little mind,
people throw rocks at things that shine,
But they can't take what's ours,
The stakes are high,
the water's rough,
But this love is ours.


I'm taking a break from all day sunday homework day. dang, it sucks. Darn procrastination! But I just love this song, and it's been on replay on my iPod and itunes all day. And if I have to write another sentence on Milton Hershey, i'm gonna scream out the window.

and i like this big font.

anyway, this weekend has been prime. i spent Thursday doing nothing, which was kinda lame. I can't just sit around and do nothing, it's not my personality. Friday, I spent the day at Lagoon with my Kylee, then we went to night games at Oak Hills with Casey, Abby, Larry, Dillon, Taylor, Junho and Josh. that was a blast too. then I spent all saturday waiting to go to Frightmares at night with Kylee, and that was fun too. 

although those frightmares characters don't ever carry on a conversation with me. And we met hot sophmores in line for the Spider! ohhh baby, those boys were fine. And then the grown men sitting next to me on Wicked were giggling. yes, GIGGLING. 

and then me and Josh decided that all the weird stuff happens to me. why me? oh well, I like weirdness and awkwardness. it's just how I roll:)


Saturday, October 22, 2011

i found this... and I died

the following is a document i wrote in english when I was supposed to be working on my poem....
Once upon a time,

    There was a girl who was very bored in Honors English. So she decided to write a magnificent tale that is very heartfelt. This tale contains suspense, adventure and romance. (but not really romance because she was only fourteen).

On with the story!

    Once upon a time, there was a young girl. She lived in a small land far, far away. This girl was very bubbly and energetic (with a side of crazy). She liked to do anything that involved the arts. Writing, dancing, music and computers. Wait, not computers… this is supposed to be in the eighteenth century!
    Okay, so she liked the arts. And she also liked boys. She liked boys a lot.
    One day, this lovely maiden (we’ll call her Iemme) was walking along the road to school. When, suddenly, she heard a mighty growl behind her!
    She turned quickly and saw a big black mass following her. It was too far away to see any details. The only thing she could see were about twenty long, sharp fangs. She let out a loud scream, and she ran for her life. She ran so fast that she left skid marks on the cobblestones (it is cobblestones right? The eighteenth century this isn’t working out for me).
    Also, this girl made many grammar errors while writing this story down. Hence the blue sqiggly line. (she also couldn’t spell)
    Curse that green line! It’s driving me crazy!
    Back to the story.
    Okay, I’m already bored with this story. Look at me! I’m writing a very very long run on sentence that will most likely get a little green line underneath it but I don’t care so ha on you also have you noticed that Polar Bears are very cute I wish I could have one I also want a baby tiger or an elephant I would name my elephant Raja and you all would be jealous of my awesome elephant and so ha on your face again and I think I should be done with this sentence now even though this is kind of fun actually it’s very fun so ha again wow you are getting served today is it a bad day for you oops I don’t care so just keep reading my run on sentence except now my hands are getting tired and this typing is making loud clicking sounds and maybe everyone will get suspicious and Mrs Holbrook will sent me to ISS for not being on task wow this is getting long but guess what I don’t care so ha on you again wow you need help I’ve laughed in your face a lot now maybe I should go work on my poem nah that is too much work so I think I’m going to stop here so goodbye.

Dang it! No green line!

FOUR MINUTES LEFT OF CLASS!
FIVE MINUTES!
COME ON CLOCK MOVE FASTER!
I LIKE WRITING IN CAPS LOCK.

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYA.

<___~
/     /                   IT’S A HORSE!               @---I--- ROSE                ((((((((you))))))))) HUG  The end!






okay, end of document. I hope you were entertained.

You and I


Don't you worry there my honey
We might not have any money
But we've got our love to pay the bills

Oh lets get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France
Lets get rich and give everybody nice sweaters and teach them how to dance
Lets get rich and build a house on a mountain making everybody look like ants
From way up there, you and I, you and I


i want a nice sweater!

but seriously, my life is prime. 

Friday, October 21, 2011

*CLICK* (that was the sound of my life falling into place)

ahhhhh. I'm very happy.

*HAPPY DANCE*

everything's going my way. (oh what a beautiful morning! oh what a beautiful daaaay!)

that's all.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

guess who rocks at learning?

yeah, the answer is me.

Yesterday, I only missed two on my Geography test that I DIDN'T EVEN STUDY FOR. And I got an 8.89 out of 10 on my Geometry final (WAHOOOOOOOO!) and I only missed two on my Latin Test in Biology (and I hardly even studied for that)

AND I got a 198 out of 200 on my term project for choir!


YIPPEE!

I know this is kinda bragging, but guess what? It's my blog! I can brag a little if I want to!


AND NOW I HAVE THREE DAYS LEFT OF THE FOUR DAY WEEKEND.




and I didn't do anything today. I'm serious. I woke up around nine and watched TV. ALL DAY. I even watched The Goonies by myself and enjoyed it.




I need friends. It's all because dang Kailee is in Vegas. And I miss her like crazy. She doesn't even reply to texts because she's just having too much fun. (but not toooo much fun. cause I'm not there)

Also. I am just a happy camper. school worked out for me. everything kinda fell into place. And i know why. but I'm not sharing EVERYTHING with you guys. I need some experiences I keep to myself.

but I still love you!


HAPPY DANCE! I CAN LEARN! WHEEEEEE!

this is what I usually look like in school.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

THE THIRTY DAY BLOG CHALLENGE IS OVER! IT'S OVER I TELL YOU!!!

this situation makes me very happy.

Day 30: a picture of you and how you've changed in the past thirty days.

This was about last week... but it works.





I've actually changed a lot in the past thirty days. I've discovered my really fantastic friends, and I've realized how crazy being an SBO is... my life is crazy busy, but I love (almost) every second of it.

Monday, October 17, 2011

laugh your brains out





Hahahahahahah!


okay. blog challenge:
day 29: goals for the next year.

1. make lots of cupcakes.

2. hold on to my friends that I have right now and not let go. At all. If you see me in the hall, I'll be clinging to Kailee and Kaitlyn. Say hi =)

3. be as weird and random as possible. add a little spaz to that mix too.

4. sing and dance

5. make people smile

6. finish Virtue in personal progress

7. smile and laugh=D


Sunday, October 16, 2011

Update on my crazy life

This is my third blog post today, but I had a lot of catching up to do.

My life has been crazy. Math has been hard, but the rest of school is easy. My friend situation is getting better. I've developed closer relationships with a lot of people. It's nice to not be tied down to someone whose my BFF. I'm not saying that a best friend is bad. But the last few BFF relationships for me have ended badly. You know, it felt like I wasn't good enough for them so they ditched me for the "popular crowd" or they judged me. but now I can make friends with anyone I want to! and I'm not tied down to one person. I can go to parties alone and meet up with people, and it's not weird. I'm actually really liking this.

It feels so good to write this all out. even if you all judge me in your heads, I don't care. it feels good just to put these feelings out of my brain.


I can't think of what to write.


So I'll end it with an inspiring quote:


Blog Challenges that I've missed.

I missed FOUR DAYS! HOLY CRAP!!!

At least I'm almost done!



Day 25- Your day, in great detail.

Okay. So I woke up at eight thirty for church and got ready, realized I hadn't washed all of the conditioner out of my hair last night. So I was annoyed. Then I went to church and was really tired in sacrament, and then I started to have a panic attack. If I don't get a good grade on the test tomorrow, I can't go on the jazz band trip. so i started to bawl, in the middle of sacrament. I ran out into the hall to find my mom, who was talking to my sunday school teacher. Awkward. So i ran to her and just cried into her sweater until my sunday school teacher went away cause of the awkwardness. so then I told my mom i was stressed and she comforted me, and we went back into the meeting. and she rubbed my back the whole time which was really nice. because that and playing with my hair really calms me down. anyway,

so then i went to sunday school and was bored. so i braided my scripture bookmark things. and then we went to Young Womens where Rin was visiting Camille, so i got to officially meet her. She's a sweet girl! and then we went to Mia Maids and got dots and learned about how special we are. fun fun. then I got home, went on the computer, and watched tv until about 2.

then I studied for geometry for about three hours (with breaks in between each hour) I'm not gonna lie, it was heck. I would say the h word but this is in writing and it's sunday. and then I played monopoly with my brothers and we all watched Monster House (which is pretty disturbing by the way) and then we had the writing contest and now I am blogging. fun sunday!

Day 26- your week, in great detail.

this week was HECK. the worst week of school so far, i tell you.

monday- i don't really remember that much. i just remember volleyball game and coming home and doing lots of homework.

tuesday- i honestly don't remember that much. just coming home, more homework, mutual (which was Oaklahoma, which was good, but kinda dirty for a mutual activity. it's not fun sitting next to your YW leader while the actors make sexual suggestions)

wednesday- volleyball game. we lost. I wanted to cry. the only really good part about this day was that Legacy has a playground. so fun! and then i went to Kai's to do homework and then Zumba. I didn't get home until 11.

thursday- math test. shoot me.

friday- getting math test scores back. i did average. i cried. then i went to kai's friday night and we played around and made her a pretty bride (facebook pictures to come!) and then we went to the braves game, where I hung out with my husband, Mark. I love Mark. He's my joy in life right now. But I'll dedicate a blog post to him later. then I slept at Kai's.

Saturday- Stayed at Kai's until about 12:00. then I went with my family to an open house for the extreme makeover family in Daybreak. You donate 10 bucks and they let you walk through their house. all the money went to Make a Wish. It was kinda weird though, it was liking walking in on someone's life. then I went home and got grounded because I was sassy, then I babysat cousins.


Day 27- my worst habit.

I stay up too late and sleep in too late. It drives my mom nuts.

Day 28- what's in my purse?

wallet
lip gloss
headphones
sometimes a jacket.

The Family Writing Contest

Alright. So here's the deal, my family is really nerdy/cool and we decided we should have a short story contest, and the stories had to start with, "Hello" said the Pumpkin. But my mom wouldn't tell us which one was the winner, so here is your job. You guys need to VOTE on the best story. I'll tell you who wrote each and on Wednesday, the most votes wins. What do they win? BRAGGING RIGHTS (which are big in my household) so here they are, copied from Word:

Luke's:

Hello said the pumpkin who is there said the girl it is I the pumpkin king I’m the king of the pumpkin ptach  they   all bow down to me can I pick you then said the girl no! said the pumpkin I’m the king of the ok I get it but no but’s said the girl you can pick him ok said the girl so she pick the pumpkin  THE END!

Camden's:
“Hello” said the pumpkin. He couldn’t help himself the girl had been nice to him for weeks and then she cut him a mouth! He had to repay her somehow so he tried to be her friend but of course she ran away screaming. That night there was mayhem in the front yard. “Idiot!” called the severed zombie hand “why did you dooooo-ooooo it” called the bed sheet ghost.
          The poor pumpkin was sentenced to trail. “All in favor of freeing the accused of all charges?” said the dead judge zombie. Nobody raised their hand. “Send ‘m rollin down da street” said a drunk zombie gorilla. “All in favor of rolling Jack O’ Lantern down the street?” You guessed it everybody raised their hands.
          Rolling down the street the pumpkin was bumped bruised and dented and he fell down the gutter. “Oh why me?!? All I did was say hello to a nice little gggiiiirrrrllllll!!!!!!!” he said girl as he fell down a water fall. SPLOOSH he landed. Just then an alligator picked him up in the mouth “I’ll take you some where you’ll never forget. He took him to a pumpkin patch and there a girl picked him up and took him home after a few weeks “Hello” the pumpkin said.

Dad's:
      “Hello”, said the pumpkin, as it flew toward the boy’s large, round head. The pumpkin had traveled a long way to finally end up hurtling through the air, preparing to smash itself on the boy with the blonde buzz cut. He had been picked by a farmer in a city far away. He was not quite perfectly round, but he would make a great jack-o-lantern, or a delicious pumpkin pie, thought the farmer. He was thrown into the big farm truck, and then traveled along the bumpy road, bouncing around with all the other dusty pumpkins and squash. He got to know a few of the other pumpkins pretty well, but they all knew that their friendship would be short lived. As soon as they reached the farmers market, it was every pumpkin for himself.
      At the farmer’s market, the pumpkins sat at attention, and waited for a kind old lady or happy, young family to come scoop them up.  But as the other pumpkins were purchased, the pumpkin started to panic, and wondered if he would be purchased at all. Then, slowly, a mohawked you man wandered toward the pumpkin stand. He had big, blue , trouble-making eyes.  Pumpkin could sense this was going to be trouble. The young man passed by a few times, and then, suddenly, reached out and roughly grabbed pumpkin, running away as quickly as possible.
      Pumpkin sat in the passenger seat of the young trouble makers’ car. He knew things were going to end badly. The young man polished him gently, and continued to slowly drive around the neighborhood.  Pumpkin could feel his heart beat. Then, suddenly, the young man grabbed him by his stem. Yelling out the window, he threw pumpkin with a great heave. Pumpkin could only rotate through the air helplessly towards the boy with the perfectly round head. And just as he smashed all over buzz cut, he said pleasantly – “hello”.

And finally, MINE!
                “Hello,” said the pumpkin.
                “Hello!” said the Marie.
                “Are you going to choose me?” the pumpkin asked.
                “You’re the prettiest pumpkin at the pumpkin patch! Of course I pick you!” Marie exclaimed.
                Marie was at a pumpkin patch with her family. They were all deciding on which pumpkin to choose for pumpkin carving night. They were all going to carve pumpkins, and then put them on the porch Halloween night so the whole neighborhood could see their creations.
                As soon as Marie arrived at her house, she got to work carving her pumpkin. But there was one problem: she couldn’t decide what the it should look like.
                “Hmm.” Said Marie, “Should you be a happy pumpkin or a scary pumpkin?”
                “I don’t want to be anything like that!” said the pumpkin.
                “Should you be a princess? Or should you be a court jester?” she asked, ignoring him.
                “I told you, I don’t want to be anything else.” The pumpkin said quietly. “I like to be myself.”
                “But I can’t carve nothing!” Marie said in a panicked voice. “You have to be SOMETHING.”
                “I am something.” Said the pumpkin, “I am a pumpkin, not a princess, not a scarecrow, not a human. I am a pumpkin, and that is good enough for me!”
                “So are you saying that you don’t want to be carved into anything at all?” Marie asked, surprised.
                “Kind of. I like the way I am, and I don’t want to change myself. But I want others to know that they are special and they shouldn’t change themselves either. How can we do that?”
                “I have an idea!” Marie said.
               
                That night (Halloween night) all of Marie’s family members put out their pumpkins. There were sad ones, happy ones and scary ones. But Marie’s pumpkin was plain and simple, with a saying painted on it. It said:

“In a world where you can be anything, be yourself.”
THE END


put your vote in the comments on blogger of facebook. also, I'm having a post especially for the Blog Challenges that I've missed and for updating my life. it's gotten so crazy, but i don't want to forget any of it!

Thursday, October 13, 2011

alright. the caffeine has kicked in folks!

okay. sorry about the long hate note blog post thingy to geometry. i just hate it. so freaking much. it's the one class i have a bad grade in, the rest are A's and an A-. uggggggggggg.

anyways...

so I've been really super busy. I didn't even get home until 10:30 last night. I had to go to the game, then kai's to do homework, then zumba, then home. and then i slept through my alarm this morning! so i ended up wearing sweats to school and looking and feeling like crap.

so my goal for Friday:


be positive!

i will smile a lot. i will rejoice that it is actually FRIDAY. and then I'll get my butt into gear and spend most of Saturday and all of Sunday studying for my geometry final to get my grade up! I can do this! I can do this!

I CAN DO THIS!

enough inspirational speech. awww crap. I just remembered my map test tomorrow in geography. more studying! yay!

and guess what else? I have to sing next week in choir!

ugggggggggggggg.


i need something happy. anything happy. 

think think think.

this is getting random.

so I'll make it even more random. 

now a poem:

i am a red head
who is NOT stuck in bed
i can walk freely
and sing... with Beely (my imaginary friend)
and eat toast
and whoever eats the most
will throw up
sup?


caffine crazies are back!!!

blog challenge:

Day 23 – a youtube video
Day 24 – where I live
Day 25 – your day, in great detail


Okay, 23. 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7hTAp6KrGY

cutest thing ever. I DIED.

24: where I live.


this is pretty much it. home.


This is home. Bountiful. It's kinda like a bubble. we teenagers call it the "Bountiful Bubble" because we're shielded from bad things here in good old Utah. Just a small town in utah where you know almost everyone.

and i'd rather NOT describe my day. today sucked.



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enough said.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

sometimes

sometimes I have crappy days.
sometimes I have to book it to the bathroom to cry for a second.
sometimes people are rude and very un-classy.
sometimes i feel left out.
sometimes i don't understand math.
sometimes my kinda friend flirts with the guy i like in front of me.
sometimes teenagers are too self-centered.

but:

sometimes I watch toddlers and tiars instead of doing biology.
sometimes my weird mother wants to kick mean teenagers butts.
sometimes i go home and just cry it all out and it's okay.
sometimes i realize that it's just SOMETIMES. not all of the time.


and ALL OF THE TIME I know everything will be okay.



Monday, October 10, 2011

I-I-I so excited. I so excited.

that title was stolen by Rebecca Black. This also inspired it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwdYZ3upT4c

beware. it says the h word. but other than that it makes you pee.

"IS THAT A CHEAP SHOT AGAINST ASIANS?!"

anyway.

I am also excited. Very extremely excited. Why?


BECAUSE I'M GOING TO CALIFORNIA WITH THE JAZZ BAND WITH THE JAZZ BAND!


YIPEEEEEEEEEE!



I'm quite happy. at first, I thought my ma would say no because it might be too much (it's not expensive at all actually) but she said:

"Heck yes you can go! Can I be a chaperone? You're going to Disneyland right?!"

my dear mother is in love with Disneyland. It's her favorite place on earth. We go every year and she's always the one pulling us along. I'm not dissing Disneyland, I love it there. I always want to cry when we leave. But my mom takes it to a whole other level of happiness.


I had to get my weird genes from somewhere.


anyways. blog challenge!

Day 22: a website.



this just shows how nerdy I am. I like knowing really random facts so I sound smart. My favorite one is:

Did you know that the only place you can tickle yourself on your body is the roof of your mouth? TRY IT! MIND IS BLOWN!


i need a life man.


Sunday, October 9, 2011

things that give me joy

I stole the "gives me joy" thing from Annie. But I use it so much that it is 1/8 mine. so it's a little mine.

but seriously, look at these pictures and if you have a rock instead of a heart you won't smile. (or laugh so hard you cried like I did)

seriously? the happiest picture I've ever seen. JOY.


I love Justin Bieber, this just made me laugh very much though.




these are just a few!!! I wanted to font to be big. so ta da!

if you can't tell, I'm felling totally random and happy today. maybe it's because I drank mountain dew at Landry's after church, or maybe because i just am happy=D

=D =D =D

I'm such a teen.


soooo. blog challenge! i gotta finish this dang thing! goodness.

Day 21: a recipe.

here's the deal. i can't cook. AT ALL. I burn our pans and i make our cupcakes like soup. one time, i thought the recipe for muffins said 2 cups of milk instead of half a cup. so i put in two cups and then it was disgusting and bleh. and then one time at carli's house we made red velvet cupcakes and they were a sugary velvety mess.

so here's my recipe for the only food i can make well. RAMEN.

ingridients (i think i spelled that wrong. too bad, it's sunday) : you need a ramen packet. i suggest chicken or oriental. maybe beef on a good day. and water.

step one: start your water. but in a little less than half the pan full of water. high.

step two: crush your ramen packet. not into shreds, but into fourths is a good way.

step three, when the water boils, set it to a little less than medium, but not low. place ramen into pan. (not with the packaging. trust me on this, it tastes bad. TAKE OFF THE WRAPPER.)

step four: set timer for 2:30. then stir occasionally.

step five: drain your water. drain most of the water before putting flavoring. not all of it though, or it's disgusting.

step six: eat your ramen. to do this, you put your fork (no spoon) into bowl. twist and place into mouth. then chew by moving your jaw. swallow. repeat until bowl is empty.

ta-da!





Saturday, October 8, 2011

I'm as gullible as a fish

fish... gullible... what?
I'm gullible. Actually, WE'RE gullible (I'm talking to you Kaiterade)

Funny story time? Yes please!
okay. So I was at my dear Kai's house last night and me annie and kaiterade were having a blast while Kailee was at nutcracker practice (yes, we were in her house without her or her mom for two and a half hours. we're awesome) and we watched Awkward and created a monster within Annie. So then Kailee got home and we started hearing these banging noises. and we freaked out and screamed and freaked out some more. and the dang banging got louder and it kept coming. so then Sue made us go down to the basement to check it out. nothing. so then we ran upstairs and told sue. and then we continued on with our happy little lives and watched TV. and then the banging came AGAIN. so we ran downstairs AGAIN. nothing. so then we decided to check outside, but it was too cold and sue told us no. and then kailee lost her phone! so we went downstairs to look for it because we thought she dropped it. and looked in Kailee's doll room.

let me tell you about her doll room. it's a room full of super creepy dolls that Kailee has TURNED THEIR HEADS SO THEY FACE YOU WHEN YOU WALK IN. and it has a whole wall full of dolls. chills.

so anyway, we opened the door and we heard WHISPERING. yes, whispering. so we booked it upstaris and screamed to the high heavens. and sue came out of her room to tell us we were all crazy.

so there we were, sitting on the couch huddled up and almost crying. hello? we're teenage girls! so then we kept hearing banging and there was no way in heck that me and Kaitlyn were going downstairs. NO WAY. so then Kailee goes downstairs to check it out (just imagine Kailee in a zebra snuggie freaking out as she goes downstairs. priceless) and she didn't come up for a looooooong time. and so me and Kaiterade were freaking out. and then I got a text from my dad saying he was here to pick me up. so i hugged Kait, and screamed downstairs to kailee that I was leaving. and guess who comes upstairs?


EMMA AND TESS! THEY WERE IN THE DOLL ROOM THEM WHOLE TIME! AND THEY BROUGHT A FREAKING CREEPY DOLL UPSTAIRS WITH THEM.


this is probably what we looked like

and this

So i yelled at them and was on my way. aahhh. the joys of october.

dang this blog challenge! I'm sick of it!


Day 20, a hobby of yours.

I actually really love making hair flowers. I made a ton during summer, but now i have no time and i can't! i miss it!

these were the ones that I could never figure out how to make.

Friday, October 7, 2011

I'm not the stereotypical teenager: I like school.

i'm not at school
i'm stuck at home.
and guess what?
I'm SAD about it!
I'm just a sickly girl who has thrown up once,
and her ma won't let her go.
so i've been watching Awkward all day
and now I have a headache.
I wanna be at school.



I bet your thought process right now is:


WHAT KIND OF TEENAGER ARE YOU IF YOU LIKE AND WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL?!?!


but i'm bored! i wanna see my friends and i wanna do stuff on a friday night (which I'll come up with a way to let my mama let me) but I'm lonely. Everyone's at school and work except Elysia. So she's watching Dora in the other room while I'm on the internet listening to music.

speaking of music, new favorite song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXxbC0B_74s

anyway.

I know what will occupy me! describing my school schedule to you all! interesting!

first period: Geography. Easiest class ever. I've been in honors core classes all through Jr. High, but my school doesn't offer an honors Geography in ninth grade. Just AP, and there's no way I would ever have time for that. And my teacher babies us. She types our notes out and we have to fill in the blanks, which are written on the powerpoint. It's a good thing a lot of this is easy, because I can never pay attention.

second period: Geometry. Don't even get me started. least favorite class. I like having a class with Reagan and Kai though. I just hate the subject.

third period: seminary. Mconkie is the funniest most random man alive. "AWESOME!" and I love the people in this class. Kylee, Jacinda, Lizzy and Sam Faber are the funniest people alive.

fourth period: choir. love this one. Mama Young is so amazing and I love everyone in this class. we scream at each other and laugh and giggle through the cheesy songs. and singing is just the greatest.

fifth: english. LOVE Holbrook and sitting behind Faber. Poor kid, I harass him like none other =)

sixth: biology. Decaire is so great I could die. She's one of us inside her teacher body.

seventh: student gov. Love love love this class. we're like a family here. we tease each other, yell at each other, fight with each other, laugh and just love each other. And Mr. King is our crazy uncle who lets us run wild while our parents are out of town (analogy. obviously)


BLOG CHALLENGE!

Day 19, a talent of yours.

Okay. Here's the deal. I used to be a total musical theatre nerd. I practically lived at Farmington Arts. and i was a pretty good singer. I still think I'm pretty good but not amazing. So I guess that's my talent. singing.

Oh! And I'm good at bossing people around!

That's a talent, right?

Thursday, October 6, 2011

I'm singin' in the rain

Teenage girl emotion switch up! I'm pretty happy right now. Off the walls happy. Bouncing around the house happy. Dancing and singing in the rain/snow happy (yes. it is the first week or october and it has snowed in Utah. I'm hoping for an early SKI SEASON!) Floating on a cloud happy.

I'm just happy as a clam. or as happy as an Emmie.

a few reasons:

1. LISTS! (okay, not really but I like lists a lot)

2. I discovered a new band called Boyve Avenue. they make acoustic covers to radio songs. and since everyone knows how much I hate radio music... But I love them so much I could die. DIE.

LINK. LINK LINK: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T9ETxBHYBAU

3. other reasons. some reasons that I think I'm going to NOT write all over the internet. ya know.


I'm seriously smiling my face off. It hurts. okay. I need to stop blabbing.


challenge. I'm sick of this dang thing. but i gotta finish it! yes i do!

Day 17: an art piece


Picasso. I'm an art geek and this is one of my most favorite pieces ever. It has so much sadness and emotion sqeezed into one canvas. It kills me every time.




Day 18: 20 of my favorite things.

okayyy. I like this one.


1. Lists.

2. music.

3. navy blue

4. extra extra extra butter popcorn

5. musical theater. or just the theater.

6. my mama and family

7. boys ;D

8. good movies

9. sweats

10. big hugs on a bad day

11. being in charge:)

12. sunsets

13. church

14. Rebecca Dowding/ my young womens

15. My best friends

16. angry birds

17. Taylor. Launtner/ Justin Bieber (hot celebrities in general)

18. Keva Juice

19. rainy days

20. being weird.


Tuesday, October 4, 2011

How much is a Liter?

How much is it? huh? huh? I was reading this book last night (Dear Dumb Diaries) and Jamie Kelly (narrator) was talking about the metric system, and she says,

"One day someone woke up and decided a liter was a liter. And everyone agreed. BUT HOW BIG IS A LITER?!"

hahahahahha. funny.

kay, Day 15: a song that makes you cry.

Too Beautiful by He is We. LINK: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pbUBDzr3i60

click it! click it! click it! it's good!

soooo. I'm doin pretty good with this blog challenge. blogging is my stress reliever. and it gets all my feelings out and people actually READ it!

so guess what all you wonderful readers! I love you! You make me smile! At school, sometimes people talk to me about my blog and it makes my day! so thank you thank you thank you! even if i have no idea who you are (but if you're a creepy old man, leave. right now) THANK YOU!

and by the way, my life is getting better. and for the record, it was never terrible or anything like that, so don't worry. I just was kinda lonely, but luckily a few wonderful people have stepped in and I'm feeling better.




last note:

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thanks!

Monday, October 3, 2011

Thoughts

first, on the list of things roaming around in my head, is the blog challenge.

Day 15: your dream house.

So, when I'm older, I'm going to DESIGN my own house. with my psychiatric degree, nothing can stop the power of older Emmie! And this house will be huge, with a massive wraparound porch with a hot tub. and it will have three floors. middle floor, living area, huge kitchen with big island in the middle and big fridge and double ovens. living room with big TV. bathrooms. yada yada. upstairs, mine and hot husbands floor. big master bedroom, balcony and big bathroom. downstairs, kidlings space. playroom, rooms, la la.

ta da!!

second on my list is to express my appreciation for my dear friends: Kai and Kaitlyn. They have been my buddies these past couple weeks and I just love them so much it hurts. but not a bad kind, a good kind of hurt.

third, today was crappy. I was exhausted all day and I feel sick. and other things happened, but I'd rather NOT share those on the internet, thank you very much.

fourth, I LOVE YOU KAYLA BAIRD! THANKS FOR READING!

OH AND i LOVE YOU MELANY CHAVEZ!

(these are darling girls who talk to me about my blog at school, so here's a shout out to them =D)

fifth, life is getting better every day.

sixth, a funny quote:




Expect problems, and eat them for BREAKFAST!

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Life might not be the party we hope for, but while we're here, we might as well DANCE

I've been dancing a lot these past couple days. In my head, practicing dance or just spazzing out. This random dancing is caused by many reasons:

Abduction. Taylor Launtner. Kaitlyn and Kai. The best joy of my life.

BEST.MOVIE.EVER.

two words: 80s. Dresses.

Conference and our hilarious prophet. oh my. "I NEEDED that five dollar bill."

we got a 50 inch TV!!! I'm not much of a TV person, but I got up early this morning so I could watch on it before my siblings. I'm a nerd.

Yesterday, I spent the whole morning reading random facts off of the internet. My favorite on is that tan skin is actually damaged skin cells, and if you tan you'll probably die sooner or get diseases. GOOD DAY FOR PALE REDHEADS LIKE ME!

okay, Day 14: a non-fictional book you like.

hmm.... I'm really a fiction kinda person... so my favorite non fictional book is the Book of Mormon. It's the book I read pretty much every night. And it's kind of what I LIVE by. and it's just a good book.


now, I'm going to go listen to conference and make Kenz some JB cupcakes:)

I hope they turn out like this!

Saturday, October 1, 2011

DAYS 12 AND 13

Day 12: something you're OCD about

hmm.... alright. There's a few things, that I shall name.

because I'm addicted to lists, here you go:

1. in my house, we have a few kinds of spoons. and I can only eat off of the ones with little decorative lines on them. if i don't, food tastes funny and the spoon feels weird in my mouth and hands.

2. when my dad calls Desi's little sister Maig. It's MEG. mEg! not maig. uggggh.

3. i hate the number 3. and number 7. it's not really OCD but it's annoying.


Day 13: a fictional book you like

just to let the internet know, I love reading with all my heart. I'll read anything. Cereal boxes, nutrition facts, childrens books, anything.

favorites:

Fancy Nancy books

Can't we all just be as classy as Nancy?

anything written by Wendy Mass


Princess Academy
and Junie B Jones books


... and these are just a few!

PS: update on my life... everything's starting to work out. not really the best friend thing, but you know, maybe I need just some time to think about myself, and how to make myself better and to just get to know ME. this will be good for me... I know it will!