Dream

I once had a dream about Barney::

I came home from school one day and there was Barney, talking to my parents. I asked them what was going on.

"Oh, Barney is going to stay with us for a little while, and he's going to sleep in your room."

'Awesome.' I thought, because Barney scared me.

-Next Scene-

I wake up in my bed, sweating. And there's Barney, with a red light on him, hovering above my bed. And he starts singing.

"I hate you, you have me, we make such great enemies." And holds up a knife, as if to stab me.

That's when I woke up.

Julie and Julia

Sometimes, I want to cry.

But everyone feels like that sometimes.


Today is not one of those days.

Today I want to punch something or someone really hard.


I'm not mad, I just want to punch something. Or someone.
But don't worry, I won't punch you.
Cause I'm not with you! You're just reading this blog post!

Or at least, I hope SOMEONE is reading it!

I really just find myself boring.
I mean, really, why would anyone really read my blog?
There's not that much stuff on here worth reading.

But low and behold, people read it. So I keep on writing..

Hoping some day to retire and be rich off of my blog.


Like Julie and Julia!

Friends

Some people are really confusing.
Because in person they're awesome and nice.
But then over text they're really dramatic.

But oh well.


I've been having a hard time with everything.
Actually, not everything.

Just some things.

Like friends.
I have a few that are awesome. But I have a few that are really confusing and I don't understand what they want from me. Cause I know it's not my friendship.

Also, Boys.


Why?

That's all.

I miss Jess Jess.
Like, a whole bucket load of lot.

Eventful

So Christmas is over..

My main gift was a tablet. It's pretty much awesome and I love it.

Christmas is a great holiday. But now it's over and School is going to start soon.

I'm taking 18 credits.
For those of you who don't know, that's a lot.

My earliest class starts at 7:30 in the morning and it's
Monday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday

Then I have a class at 9:00 on
Tuesday
Thursday.

It's gonna be an eventful Semester.

Computers

Computers are scary things. They are very complicated and so very difficult.

Mine died.
Totally died.
Won't turn on.

So therefore, I got a new computer.


Sort of.



It was my moms. And now it's... Mine?
I don't know. It's a bit confusing.

This computer was my mom's. But now... It's sorta mine. Cause I need one for school.
But the thing is, now my mom doesn't have a computer. And so it's very confusing.

Money

I need a new computer.

Mine is broken.
It's been broken sense I got it.
It was used.

It's a macbook, black, and is annoying sometimes.

The CD drive doesn't work.
The screen flickers.
It doesn't charge half the time.
Sometimes the mouse doesn't work.

So it's really very annoying.

In great condition.

But annoying.


So if anyone would like to send me some money for a new laptop so I can keep on blogging, that would be great.

Comment for my address.

Some People.

Pressure.

Pressure is a scary thing. Especially Peer Pressure.

One word can change your attitude. One word your friend says to you. It can change your world.

Or you might do something you don't mean to do.
And once you do it,
You know you shouldn't have,
And you cry.


But on the other hand. Peer Pressure can be a good thing.

If you hang around with the right kind of people,
Everything can word out fine.

But most times.


Peer Pressure?

Sucks.

Unicorns

I've come to the conclusion, that from now on they shall be called unihorns.

Because they only have one horn.


Unicorn will now refer to the horses that have a corndog, or a corn shuck, for a horn.
Hence, the uniCORN.

I know, I know, I'm just a little bit of a genius.
But, no big deal, it's a huge deal.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

My Bad

I'm sorry I haven't written very much lately..

I'm making a hat. I've make 4 so far. I need to make one for everyone in my family.

Oh gosh.

...

I'm gonna die.



My fingers hurt.

Genius

You know what we, as a human race, should be able to do?

Pee for each other.
Eat for each other.
Shower for each other.

Isn't that so smart?

It would make life so much easier.

Now if only I could find some way to make that happen..

It's a Beanie

I made a hat.
What's that? You want to see it!

OKAY!

Oh wait... My laptop is stupid and won't let me use my webcam..

I'll just explain it to you instead!

It looks like this....

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                . . . . . . . . . . (this is the pompom on it)
                   . . . . . . .
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                .                .
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         .                                 .
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  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
:                                                     :
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There's my hat!
It's coral.

Snow

Lately, I just want to sleep.

Sleep all day, sleep all night, sleep all day, sleep all night.

And just dream.

Dream about better times,

Better days,

Better everything.

I know I'm a college student and should be staying up late and partying.

But I just don't want to.

I just want to sleep.

In Other News

Christmas is coming.


In other news, today was the last day of classes.

Next week is finals week.
And I only have one final.
And it's on friday.

So I have to stay the whole week and do absolutely nothing until friday.
Then take my test.

You could say that I'm a little mad.


In other news, again, I'm listening to music.

C+

I PASSED MY CLASS

I PASSED MY CLASS I PASSED MY CLASS I PASSED MY CLASS

I got 90 out of 100 on my final

Human Development can SUCK IT

RAD

My head hurts.
But I passed.

New Phone

I got a new phone.

Just an iPhone 4.

Another one.

My old one was broken.

Not too, too broken.

But broken enough that I wanted a new one.

But guess what?

MY NEW PHONE WON'T CONNECT TO THE WIFI HERE AT COLLEGE.

 

PISS.

You could say I'm sort of angry.

Life is hard.

Sometimes, all you can do is cry.
Cause you're sad.

But crying sucks.
So you get mad instead.

but you get mad at yourself for being mad.
So you are sad that you're mad at yourself.
But then you're sad again.

It's a vicious cycle.

I've gone through this cycle millions of times.

And every single time, it's sucked.

How do you get out, you ask?
Simple.

Distract yourself.

I play this game, called the ABC's.
You start with one thing that starts with an A in a subject.
Let's go food.

A Apple.

Then, you go down the alphabet.

B
Banana
C
Carrot
D
Dino Nuggets
E
Egg Plant
And so on.

Or you could get real specific.

Desserts.


A
Apple Pie
B
Banana Cream Pie
C
Carrot Cake

It's really a great distraction.
And once you get down to Z?
You start over!

And do it all again.

Home Again Home Again, Jiggity Jig.

I'm home, and that is why I haven't been writing too much.

I go back to Logan today.

But in two weeks, I come back home.

I miss my friends.

Thankful

Sometimes Life Sucks.
And sometimes, you gotta get a little happier.

*WATCH THIS*
Life is Tough, But So Are You.


Be Thankful.

Be Thankful.
I mean really,
Just think about it.

Think of all the little things that we don't even think to be thankful for.

Teeth.
Fingernails.
Piano Keys.
Mirrors.
Mouse Pads.
Buttons.

Remotes.

Bouncy Balls.

Pillows.

The Second Hand.

Vowels.

Toes.

Picture Frames.

Cups.

All of these things we go on throughout our days without even realizing we need to be thankful for them.

So today,
THANK YOU

Thank you for being you and being simply amazing.

Stay Classy.

Cuddle Whore

Who knew there was such a thing?

I didn't.

But now I do.

It's just someone who cuddles with a lot of people and likes it a lot.


Uh Oh


....



I think I'm a cuddle whore...

Her

Aren't we adorable?

Meet Lindsey. Her name is Lindsey. She is just so awesome. She is nice and gorgeous and everything, and everyone is in love with her.

That is all.

Attractive

I am going home on Tuesday. I am really excited.

Thanksgiving is coming everyone.
Thanksgiving is a time for mashed potatoes, pink salad, and costumes.

At my house, we dress up for halloween.
You can be a
Pilgram
Indian
Or an Animal.

On another note.

Some people are just too attractive for their own good.

And on one more note,

I love the friends I've made here.

Specifically two.

Lindsey and Jake.

Lindsey.

She is this happy, confident girl who is simply amazing. She is so fun to be around and she magnifies with the gospel. She's a good influence on me, and is always there when I need her.

Jake.

He knows a lot about me, but chooses to stick around. He is such a good example to me. We goof around all the time, but when needed, he helps me and is serious.

These two cool cats are my two new best friends. They are just so awesome, I don't even know what to do with myself.

The End.

USU

School stresses me out.
It's official.
I'm dropping out.

Just kidding.
But I'd like to.
It would be less stressful.

But then I would just be stressed out about how I'm going to, you know, live.

And if I dropped out, how would I be able to feed **Leo??

HE WOULD STARVE.
**Leo is my goldfish.

So I'm writing a paper right now. And I have MAJOR writers block.
And it's my english final.
And it's due tomorrow.
And I am so screwed over.

Oh well.

Mark Bell

Mark.

Mark Bell.

This piece of work, I met last night.

Granted, I was a bit hyper last night.
But that's only because I ate a sugar cookie. WITH FROSTING.

And I was with Lindsey. Which, she is just awesome.

So anyway.. Mark Bell.

Mark Bell is a tall, dirty blond, plaid wearing RM. He served in Brazil. He likes people, and not Biology.

But here's the thing about Mark Bell.
He is sort of a stud. And I wanted to dance with him last night. But did he ask me to dance?


No.


Mark Bell did NOT ask me to dance.

Okay, Okay, maybe I didn't want to dance to the slow songs last night. But I still would have said yes!
But did he ask me?

No.

But it's okay Mark Bell, I forgive you.

So the next time you google your name and this blog post pops up, just know...

I think you're super attractive.
But you were kind of mean to me.

Have a nice day.
:)

P.S. I hope you found an apartment.

Library

I should be writing my research paper right now.

I'm in the library.
Laptop out.
Ready to go.

But there's just one problem.


I don't want to.

And I can't stop thinking about things.

You see, I have this thing called I'M INSANE.
And it makes it so I can't think.

Plus, I want to sit at the table next to me.
But can I?

No.

Because there is already someone sitting there.

And he's sorta cute.

Why the piss is this happening?

Oh, I know.
Because the world hates me.

That's why it's not Thanksgiving or Christmas yet.
That's why it's Thursday instead of Friday.
That's why my class was cancelled.

Actually that last one was a good one..

Let me tell you a story.

Once upon a time I was walking to class when I saw my teacher walking in the opposite direction. I stopped and thought to myself "Self, why is your teacher not going to class?" And then it hit me. *WHAP* Class must be cancelled! But I better go, just to make sure.
So I went and a class that is usually full to the brim within 5 minutes had 5 people in it. So I asked a few people, and then left.
But I have a writing center visit in an hour, so I don't really want to go back to my dorm room or I'll get distracted. Or, more distracted then I already am.

So here I am, in the Library, sitting next to a cute guy, hoping he invites me to sit next to him.

Yolo.

Marriage

Yes ma'am.
Marriage is a FREAKING SCARY THING.

I'm only 18.
Now, only being 18, I'm freaking out.
1. I live in Utah.
2. I'm a Mormon.

Marriage is sorta a huge deal in Utah and when you're a mormon.
ESPECIALLY when you're a mormon.

So, here I am.

A mormon.

18.

And Single.

AND I'M LOVING IT.

But others? Don't so much.

Others don't get that.

They need a boyfriend (or girlfriend).
They need a ring.
They need kids.
They need everything.

But not me.

I don't wanna get married!

I don't wanna grow up!

I don't wanna!!

Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says, "I'll try again tomorrow." -Pres. Thomas S. Monson

Sing with me.

Dream on.

Sometimes, I have a bad day. And sometimes, those days are today.

But you wanna know something?

I am SO grateful.

I am grateful for a place to live, food to eat, people to see, stuff to be learned, and a roommate to talk to.

And I'm grateful for my mom.

Boys Boys Boys

Why are there so many cute boys?

Why can't they just love me?

I ask myself these questions all the time.

I'm sitting here in institute and I look over and guess what I see? An attractive boy.

Now, this isn't the first time I've seen this one cute boy.

I've seen him before.

Here.

In institute.

But here's the thing.. I haven't talked to him. Which is weird. Because usually if I see a cute boy, I go up to them and say::

"Hi, my name is Sierra and I think you're super cute."

And you wanna know what else? I'm a total stalker.

Cause his name is Brad,

His favorite color is green,

He loves Chinese food,

He also is in love with veggie tales.

Ahaha just kidding. I don't know any of that. Except his name.

His name is Brad.

I got a new phone.
Of course, I don't have it yet.

I went home.

Stressful

I'm all signed up for classes.

I got really stressed out yesterday while registering. Banner kept signing me out and wouldn't load the page and blah blah blah.
But then I started to read.

I read the Conference Edition of the Ensign. And it was simply amazing what happened.
I stopped worrying, and I stopped freaking out, and I stopped everything. And I just read. Every once in a while I would look up at my computer screen and see if the page had loaded.
It usually had.

I read three talks, and I got into all of my classes.

Let it Snow.

I wake up in the morning feeling like Sierra

Got my glasses I'm out the door I'm gonna hit those classes

Before I leave brush my teeth with a bottle of toothpaste

Cause when I leave for the day I am coming back.

Lights

I love Christmas Lights. I love the way they sparkle in pictures. I love the way they glow in the snow. I love the way they light up a room with a soft light.

It makes me feel reverent. Just something about them, I love.

Be

I made some new friends today. Their names are Jasmine, Caitlin, Emily, and.. Well crap. I forgot the last girls name.
But that's okay, because I probably won't ever see them ever again.

On another note, I've been feeling lonely lately. I don't know why.

I'm surrounded by great friends.

In a great place.

With a bunch of great things happening around me.

But why do I feel so lost?

I know I know. That's so cliche.
But, it's true.
And you know you've felt it too.
Or maybe you haven't.
You're your own person.

Be who you want.

You want a Taco? Have a Taco!

Little

I'm getting a new phone. An iPhone 4. Praise The Lord. Mine is so broken, I don't even know how to handle it.

I also have a new phone case. It has space on it, and it's also glow in the dark. No big deal but it's a huge deal.

I'm so excited!

In other news, I'm going to get a new laptop soon. Hopefully soon, anyway.

What's that? You want to know what's wrong with it?

Well, I'll tell you!!

The battery doesn't work very well, the brightness flickers, the mouse holds down, and the CD drive isn't working.

But those are all fixable I believe, so I might just get them fixed instead of getting a whole new laptop.

But if I do get a new laptop, I'll probably sell this one to my roommie, Jessica. She is in desperate need of a new laptop, she technically doesn't even have one. She's using her sisters.

And another thing, I register for classes tonight at 10. And I'm freaking out.

Just a little bit.

Just What You Needed Today.

Quote of the Day

I am who I am. Your approval is not needed. -Unknown

I love this quote. It's on a picture with a dog who has funny looking glasses. I love it so much, it's funny.

I try to live by this saying. I don't want to be afraid to be myself because of what others think. I want to be me, nothing to stop me.

I'm so Lucky

I love my family. I love my parents. And I love the people I have met in college.

You know, a lot of my posts make it sound like I hate the world. I really don't. I really, really don't.

Life has it's ups and downs and all that crap. But that doesn't mean it can't be fun at the same time.

Over the weekend I went to the DI. Of course. And I got a book there called "Good Advice." And, believe it or not, it has a lot of good advice in it. And, I know, I haven't read all of it yet. But I flipped open to a page and it said "Endurance" and I had to keep reading. The second quote down said:

"Don't let the bastards grind you down." -Motto of General Joseph W. Stilwell

I love that. I love that so much.

Saige

I love Dino nuggets.
Anyway. I dyed my hair. Well, the bottom of my hair. The under layer. It's a purpley-red color now, more normal than my flaming red. It turned out really dark though. But that's okay.
I saw Austenland last night with Mom and Saige. It was HILARIOUS. I wanna go see it again.
Now Saige is straightening my hair. What a great sister.
I don't know what I would do without her.
Saige is one of my best friends. She's so nice and totally supports me in whatever I do. She is one of the best sisters ever.

246

I feel like I blog too much. People tell me that I blog everyday, like it's a big deal. But hey, it's my way of being creative and such. So I blog. I blog and I blog and I blog.
Some girl just hit me in the head with her backpack.
And I was all 'I WILL CUT YOU' but not really cause all she did was hit my head a little so it's really no big deal.
Oh no.. Class has started. I better take notes.
Females outlive males.
Brain loses volume and weight as we grow older. (PROOF I'M SMARTER THAN MY BROTHER)
Well this is boring. Let's see.... I'm.... I'm going home today. That's pretty exciting. I'M SO EXCITED.

Okay, I forgot to post this. But I am going to now.. But first... Surprise! I'm home!

Ensign

I'm going home today. It should be really fun. It was originally going to be a surprise to my parents, because I wasn't going to tell them. But some stuff got mixed up and it's not a total surprise anymore. But that's okay. I'm fine. *sniff sniff
Just kidding, I really am fine.
I went shopping yesterday, and guess what I bought? The conference edition of the Ensign! That thing is filled with so many nuggets of knowledge..
I know what I'm doing this weekend.
Other than Partying It Up with the Fam - And Writing a Research Paper... - I'll be finding little pieces of AHH in that little magazine right there.
Can I get a Woot Woot??

Story of My FREAKING LIFE

I don't really get embarrassed. But I still think this is super funny.

Pretty much everyday I think to myself "Self?" ... That's it.

This just kills me every time I watch it.
Hashtag Food Baby Er'y Day

A little inspiration here and there never hurt anyone.

SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY

Exciting

So today, I ate my breakfast at lunch. I woke up tired. And I am not wearing a shirt.
Wait wait wait... Isn't it supposed to be the other way around? Lunch at lunch, waking up refreshed, wearing clothes?
Well. It seems to me like it's going to be an exciting day.
And for all of you that are thinking "She's in Human Development without a shirt on?? Shirtless?? No shirt?? WHAT.", I'm wearing a sweater. So please, calm it down.
So... It's getting cold. And I was SO excited. Until I realized that I can't go skiing, cause I'm in college now. And I'm poor. And have no car. And have no skis or boots here. And I just wanna cry.
I'm so over this whole "college" thing. I don't like being poor. And I don't like not having a car.
Oh well. What can ya do.

Emotionally Sick

You wanna know something? I'm pretty sick. Sick of people ditching me. Sick of people using me. Sick of everything people do to hurt others.
Why is there pain? I know I know, we need pain to feel... Not pain... But do we really need all that crap? Pain, Hurt, Sadness, Loneliness, Depression, Anger? All that, for Happy?
I don't know. I just don't know.
Life can suck sometimes. And that sometimes for me is right now. And yeah, it sucks. But. When it's over, it's gonna feel awesome.
So all I gotta do, is stick with it a little longer, to be able to feel that Happy. Just deal with Pain, Hurt, Sadness, Loneliness, Depression, and Anger. To reach the Happy.
And I know I'll make it.

I miss McKay

I miss home. You could say I'm a bit homesick. And I don't just miss my home and my family. But I miss my friends. I miss being able to call one up and see them in the next 5-15 minutes. I miss hanging out with Bry Bry and Xbox. What happened between me and her? I screwed up. That's what. Or was it because I told you? I don't know. Either way, it was, and is, my fault.

But let's stop talking about that, because that's sad, and I don't like sad blog posts.. Unless I'm feeling sad. And I'm not right now. SO LET'S TALK ABOUT HOW ATTRACTIVE MCKAY IS.

McKay is a cowboy. I have a special spot in my heart for cowboys. I don't know what it is, but I just love them. It's not like I sit there and think about how it would be to be a cowboy's wife. Because I don't, cause that's just weird. But I do miss him. I miss hanging out with McKay at school.. Even though I didn't even get to hang out with him all that much. But when I did see him, it was always fun, and always amazing.

I miss McKay.

Effin' Perfect

I fell off my longboard today because I was wearing the wrong shoes. Stupid boots.

On another subject, people suck. With all their hidden talents and such. Let's take painting for example. Why do people have to be better than me? Someone totally random who, is pretty much perfect, of course can paint as well as Van Gogh. What the piss. Like seriously, why do so many people have to be so perfect at everything? Let's talk about how annoying perfect people can be... WHY?! WHY CAN'T THEY BE ANNOYING?!!

Perfect people just piss me off.

Jake Part II

Jake and I went on our date. We rode longboards to get Aggie Ice Cream. Then watched Footloose.. Or, most of it. We got bored. Then we went night boarding. It was jolly good fun. After that, we talked and talked and talked. It really was a fun date.

And now, here I am, sitting in Jake's room, skipping Institute.

Hashtag Yolo.

Jake Part I

I met someone named Jake. He's cleaning his ears right now.
I walked up to Jake one day and said "I need to make an appointment with the Bishop." (because he's who you talk to to do that sort of thing) and he said "Of course you do.." I then said "What's that supposed to mean?!" "Well," he said "that's the only reason people come up to me." THAT made me feel sad. So I then said "Well my friend, I also came over here to ask you on a date!"
Now, here are the rules:: The girl asks, then the girl buys and plans and does everything.
SO THERE I WAS, going crazy cause I couldn't think of anything to do...

To be Continued...

OK

I have this book. It's called "Every

thing

is going to be

OK"

I sort of love it. It's just full of pictures of quotes. And there are blank spots where I've written my own quotes. You should definitely think of getting one.

I'M GOING TO DISNEYLAND.
No big deal, but it's a huge deal. I'm going with Lacey, Hailey, Jessica, and Maddi. It's gonna be a freaking party.

His Name Is Brock

I'm supposed to be studying for a test. But I'm not. And you know why? Because blogging is addictive. I'm blogging and studying now. Multi-tasking. Boom.
So I met this boy. He's so funny, and nice. And from the moment I met him I knew we would be best friends. His name is Brock. And we met in church.
He was leading the music in sacrament meeting and we kept making awkward eye contact. But not just a few times. A lot of times. Like, a lot. And after a while, we just started acting like bet friends when we made awkward eye contact, motioning to each other and waving and smiling. Finally, after the meeting, we went up to each other and introduced ourselves.
Brock has brown hair, and a purple tie. He's hilarious and makes me laugh. He has to go through things, just like everyone else. Brock is a person. Just like me.

Watercolor

Look, it's me handing out candy dressed as a hippie.

Look, I'm painting!

A lot.

Can you tell what they all are?

Meet Dyllin

This is Dyllin.

Don't you think he's a stud? I do.

So me and my friend here are trying to do homework, but it's not working. Why, you ask? Because we're to busy MAKING OUT. Ahahaha just kidding. If we were making out, I wouldn't be blogging. You know that's right ladies, he is SINGLE. Single and ready to mingle. But not for long. This bad boy isn't gonna be available for long so ACT NOW.

Dinosaur Mug

As many of you know, I collect dinosaurs. I have lots. And you wanna know something else? I LOVE THEM ALL. There's Gerry, Bruce, Tom, Rexy, and aaalll the other ones.
What's that? You want to see my latest purchase??

Well, here it is. A mug. That changes. Into fossils. When something hot is put in it. So here it is. Half fossilized.
Love?
LOVE!

Attach Meaning To Your Pain

Everyone has something. The something that holds you back. The thing that pops into your head when someone asks you something along the lines of "What's something you've never told anyone before?"
But, no matter what, everyone has one.
We all go through pain. Long term, short term, physical, emotional, whatever it is we all go through something.
We might think "Why me?" "How come no one else has to go through this?" or something like that. We might get mad. Yell, scream, blame God. I have to admit, it's pretty easy doing that, blaming God. But eventually you get over it.
There was a boy in my school who didn't, though. He never got over his something. His name was Josh. Josh was a junior at American Fork High School, a loved kid, and he killed himself.
Now doesn't that just suck? Sucks for him, his family, the school, me, you, everyone was effected by that. I was looking through his yearbook that everyone could sign at the end of the year for his parents, and I saw many confessions of suicide attempts and depressed thoughts.
Through one death, multiple others were saved.
So attach meaning to your pain. Through Josh's pain, he saved so many other people from feeling the same pain.

This is my friend EmmaLee. Not Emily. EmmaLee. And that's all.

Have a good day.

Wow. Am I an idiot.

I woke up at 8.. Thinking I had a meeting at 9.

When I come to find out..

Wait a minute...

My meeting isn't until 10.

...

...

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Well poop.

Now what.

I know! I Blog secretly...

I'm home.
I also made three skirts.
And I love them.
One has fish.
That's all.

Home bound

I'M GOING HOME TODAY!

Would you like to know my schedule?
Well. Today, when I get home, I'm going to hang out with Kam and we're going to make lasagna. Then Tomorrow I get to see Josh! I think I might be most excited about that one, I haven't seen him in SUCH a long time. Then, on Saturday, I get to see Paul! And on sunday we go home to Logan. And, even better, I get to do all of this with Jessica!
So, party. It's gonna be SO much fun.

Now. Let's talk about Jessica for a minute. Jessica is my best friend. I love her. She understands me. She gets my craziness. She's just awesome. And basically, she's my favorite person ever. That's all.

Well, that's Weird.

Tie-dye. Sweater vests. And Pink dresses worn as shirts.
This is a weird world we live in. A weird world.
I've been thinking about this lately. What kind of world would we live in if "weird" didn't exist? But, think for a second, what kind of world would we live in if everything was "weird" and nothing was normal? Now, I know what you're thinking. There needs be opposition in all things.. But just think about it for a minute. I mean, everything we do is weird. We take really really hot sticks and make our hair straight with them. We pick at tight strings that are attached to oddly shaped wooden bowls to make music. We so all of these weird things because society tells us it's what we need to do to be normal.
But what is "normal" to you? To a sister, a brother? A mother, a father? A friend, a stranger, a neighbor?
Nothing in normal, nothing is simple, nothing is boring.

I found my latest obsession. The Taj Mahal Trio.
The Taj Mahal Trio, complete with 71 year old lead guitar-vocalist, is a Rhythm and Blues band that plays all over the United States and is currently on tour.
Look them up.
Listen.
Love.

Dreadlocks.

Okay. Here's the plan. I'm going to keep my hair how it is right now. Then, I'm going to get married. After I get married, I'm going to have dreads. Once I've had dreads for a while, I'm going to shave my head, because that's the only way to get rid of them. Then after I shave them, I'll grow out my hair a little, into a pixie cut, and then have my kids!

Isn't that, like, the perfect plan? IT IS!

I'm going to put string and beads in it, and it's going to be freaking awesome. The two pictures are the type of dreads I want. Loose, messy, and AWESOME! And I'm going to maybe color the ends red or something. I don't know yet. I haven't decided.. But I have a while to to think about it!
Tell me what you think.

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I need a trim.

I'm going home this weekend. It's USU's fall break. And what does that mean, you ask? PAARRTTAAYYY.

Aaahaha Just Kidding. I don't party. I eat and watch Netflix.

So I'm sitting here in class, super bored, and I've only been in here for 3 minutes. Oh look, 4. And, what, you may ask, is this amazing and exciting class I'm in? It's called Human Development. And I need to take it for my major. What's that? You want to see who I'm sitting by? Well, that may be hard, because I'm sitting in the single rows, so there is no one next to me. But there's someone behind me! Let's see..

As you can tell, it's a braid day.

It looks like I just made two new friends!

You're my best friend, and that means there doesn't need to be a reason.

Mastering Perfection

Why is it that we, as a people, feel the need to be perfect? I don't know either. I guess it's just what we expect as humans. We see so many people that we think are these perfect beings that have nothing wrong with them. They do have problems though, but they hide them from the world because if it was apparent, society would tear them apart. And why is that? I have no idea. Maybe because we want a vision of a perfect person to strive to be.
But perfect is impossible.
Perfect is boring.
Perfect is fake.

I love the sound of typing. I love the click, clack, clickity, clack, moo. Oh, that last part is from somewhere else.

I wonder where..... Maybe from a farm somewhere?

No Words

Let'e get to the point.

Manicotti. Doesn't that word just give you chills?
Now that we've got that out of the way, how are you? I'm wearing yoga pants. It feels like I have no pants on. It's GREAT. I now understand why people wear these things all the time. Never judge something until you try it.
Which reminds me.
I got my Pterodactyl pillow pet in the mail!
I'm not totally sure how those two things relate.. But..
WAIT! THEY ARE BOTH GREAT THINGS!

Seriously?

What the crap. What. The. Crap.
Some people really make me mad. No, you can't slap my hand like that. No, you can't ignore me like that. No, you can't talk to me that way. No, you can't treat me like that. I'm not your freaking slave. I'm not someone you can boss around. I'm my own person. I'm a strong person who you can't control like that.
Now, if I could only say this out loud.

I don't wanna be in love!
Depending on someone sucks. Telling people your secrets, letting them in, it all sucks. Everybody! Put up your hands! Raise your voice, make them hear you. Tell them you're hurting! Don't hide it anymore! I'm so over this!

And you know what else? I'm done. I'm done dealing with people. I'm done with taking people's crap. I'm not a bad person, am I? I hope not.
Anywho. Yeah. I'm done taking crap. I'm done talking about my feelings. I'm just done. I'm so done.
Now who's with me?

I hate everything right now.

Michael Henry and Justin Robinett. They speak to my soul.

Or, technically speaking, they sing to it.

The way they harmonize and hit their notes makes me wanna cry.

Look up some of their songs.

Hallelujah, Hero/Heroine, Slow Dancing in a Burning Room.

Laundry Day

Meet Jazmin.

We like to do Laundry on Laundry day.

Aaahahahaha just kidding!

We hate it.

Addison.

I think Addison was my first real crush.
I had a boyfriend before him, but the thing was that he liked me, so I felt like I had to like him. So I don't count that as a crush.
I met Addison my first year of EFY. He was my C.O.W. (Crush Of the Week). During free time, I got locked out of my building. I saw him come around the corner and couldn't help but smile. He probably doesn't remember this, but he held me close. He grabbed me from behind, and whispered in my ear how much he liked me. He was the first boy to ever hold me, to ever whisper to me, to ever be that cute.
At the end of the week, he went back to Washington, I went back to Cedar Hills, and we parted ways. We stayed friends for a long time. A long, long time. But we slowly started falling away from each other. We talk every once in a while, and I find that I still miss him. I'm talking to him right now.
He's adorable.

BAAAHAHAHAHA

mis-calculation

we just got a letter we just got a letter we just got a letter...

I love the little mermaid...

Sick and Tired

I'm sick of loosing friends.
I sit there and wonder why. But I can never figure it out.
I mean, I know some reasons. But what's the big one? There has to be one big reason why people turn on me and use things against me.
And people wonder why I don't trust people.
I'm sick and tired of it.

In Other News

So I'm single again. I love being single. It's awesome, I feel so freeeee!!:)
But anyway. I'm going to a party tonight with my friend Michelle.
In other news, I teach my irish dance class today! I LOVE it so much!!

Don't you dare lie to me.

You know what makes me mad?
When people tell me a lie, and I know the truth FOR A FACT. But they don't know that. So they are sitting there trying to come up with some dumb A excuse, while I just think about how big of an idiot they are.
How stupid can someone be when they're lying?
"I was walking my cat, I mean dog, I mean cat..." -Or was it your flying dragon?
"She was totally coming on to me! Like, she's crazy!" -She hasn't even had her first kiss
"Why? Because! Just because! And... Yeah!" -Oh yeah? Is that so? Please, tell me more.

Stupid.

Sometimes, feelings are hurt.
And other times, people are total jerks and it pisses me off.
You know, you don't realize how easy it would be to replace you. All of you. And seriously, it's pretty simple. You're a jerk, you get dumped off the side of a cliff.
Man, if only I had the guts to actually go and tell you guys. But alas, I'm too worried about your stupid feelings. But are you worried about mine? No. You're only worried about.. Well.. Nothing. Because you have it easy. So easy, and you don't really realize how hard mine is at times.
I mean, everyone has their hard times. Everyone goes through things. Sucky things, awesome things. Just things. But I'm currently going through a sucky thing, and you're making it even suckier.
Please, I just need this one favor.

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Aren't we so cute??

I sent this picture to Elder Kurihara. Believe it or not, I miss him. Like, a lot.

But to be clear, I'm not waiting for him. I'm just writing him.

Just show up at my door with some flowers why don't you.

Kidnapped.

This weekend I was kidnapped. It was much needed.

A weekend away at Jerrica and Brett's.

WE watched conference, and while Brett was at priesthood we went shopping at Kohl's, ate Costa Vida, got groceries at Target, and made cookies. We also watched Along Came Polly and half of The Core.

This afternoon, in between conference sessions, we finished watching The Core, finished our Costa Vida, and ate cookies.

And I just found out my roommate got stuck on an elevator for an hour.

100 Things I'm Grateful For

1. My wolf blanket. It was my grandpas.

2. Long sleeve shirts.
3. Pokemon.
4. My Blog.
5. My Laptop.
6. Dinosaur pillow pets.
7. Dinosaur pillow pet night lights.
8 Socks.
9. Fake nails for scratching.
10. Smooth legs.
11. Anklets.
12. Long forks.
13. Deep spoons.
14. Little kitties.
15. Puppies.
16. My puppy T.
17.My doggy Motzy.
18. The number 11.
19. All Alone by Fun
20. Tonight Tonight by Hot Chelle Rae
21. Short shorts.
22. Slippers.
23. My mom.
24. Pictures.
25. Quarters.
26. Google.
27. Dumb jokes.
28. College.
29. Organized lists
30. Stamp edges, they are just so wavey.
31. 11:11.
32. Letters.
33. The number 3.
34. My roommate.
35. Skinny jeans.
36. Gloves.
37. Thumb holes.
38. Bubbles.
39. Spicy food.
40. My red hair.
41. Britney Spears.
42. Black nail polish.
43. Snicker doodles.
44. Coloring books.
45. V-neck T-shirts.
46. The different ways to write 4.
47. Cameras.
48. They way you write 8, like a snowman.
49. Pandora.
50. Calendars.
51. Sliced cheese.
52. Little circles.
53. Clean water that doesn't taste like chlorine.
54. Memory foam.
55. Ice.
56. Sprite.
57. Sierra Mist.
58. My dad.
59. Braces.
60. Jerrica.
61. Saige.
62. Hunter.
63. Isaac.
64. Dallin.
65. Earbuds.
66. Sunday dinner.
67. Card tricks.
68. Watercolor.
69. Dirty jokes.
70. Pictures.
71. Captions.
72. Milk.
73. CTR rings.
74. Gum.
75. Cookie dough.
76. Indoor pluming.
77. Toilet paper.
78. My sister-in-law.
79. My brother-in-law.
80. My sisters music.
81. Hoodies.
82. Big glasses.
83. Beanies.
84. Even numbers.
85. Natural curls.
86. The color yellow.
87. Snowmen.
88. Snow.
89. Sketchbooks.
90. The sound keys make on the keyboard.
91. Toe rings.
92. Longboard.
93. The Life of Pi.
94. Movies that were books first.
95. Doctors.
96. Doors.
97. That ringing sound glass glasses make when you rub the top of them.
98. Whiteboards.
99. Markers and pens.
100. Lanyards.

I'm feeling emotional, deal with it.

I wanted him to say he wanted to come with me. But he didn't. He stayed.

Spotify?

I'm getting Spotify. It's currently downloading onto my computer. As we speak, I'm keeping up with what the cool kids are all doing.
It's confusing. I feel like my grandma when she got her iPhone.

I HATE HOMEWORK.