This Kid is Golden

Meet Jessica and Golden

(Yes his name is Golden)

Remember how I said I had a tests in my class today? Well. It turns out it's on Monday. So I studied my butt off and got almost no sleep so I could study for a test and isn't today. So instead, I'm on Pinterest and Blogging.
Oh! And I did my nails! But I'm going to redo them, because I messed them up and they don't look very good at the moment.

So today I want Elsa Hair.

I think that would be great.

I mean....

Also, I should be taking notes. But I'm not. Because I'm a rebel. And because this blog post wont Publish, so I'm just gonna keep typing until my wifi starts working and puts it on my blog.

So I should probably go read and edit my last blog post. Because I don't remember what I wrote, because I was practically asleep. I'm so scared for my teacher interview, because I don't think the teacher I'm observing likes me.

Okay I'm going to go.

BYE!

It's Getting Hot In Here

I'm at one of my observations. I missed one because I was sick. So I'm going to be here for an hour and a half.
Crap.
I can't.. I have a test.. Why is my schedule so busy? I'm never going to be able to get this last hour in? Why, cruel world??
I'm also falling asleep. It's a problem. I don't know exactly what to do.. Like seriously, this is horrid, I'm legitly falling asleep right now. I'm typing with my eyes closed right now. But now they're open because I can't really see, like, at all.
All the students are doing is taking little tests, and doing things on their computers.
Little tests. Little. I say little because I remember that word. I remember my "little tests" not being so "little".
A WHOLE PAGE of multiplication? Are you KIDDING ME?!
Once upon a time my cousin and uncle came to visit me from California. They wanted to hang out, but I had to finish my "litttle"test/assignment. So therefore, like any other good uncle and cousin, they started pointing and telling me a number. So I would write down the number underneath the problem and pray that it was right. I don't know what happened after that, because I was so small. But I'm sure I aced that shiz right there.
Okay, I'm still falling asleep. I have a test soon, at 10:30. And I studied like a crazy person. So I really hope I get a good grade on it!
You know my tests yesterday? Well one of them is graded. The math test. Guess what I got? 71 out of 100.. I don't know if I should be happy or sad about that. But I think I might be sad about it.
HOLY CRAP.
Kids are so cute. SOOO cute.

I KNOW! I'LL TELL YOU ALL A STORY!
Once upon a time there was a girl named Sierra. She was awesome. She was at an observation and she was falling asleep. She also had to go to the bathroom, but that's besides the point. So there she was, falling asleep in front of a class of 3rd graders. But guess what? She only had 4 more minutes of the observation, and then she could go. The only problem was that she had to go take a test afterwards, and she really didn't want to do that. But she had to. '2 more minutes' she thought. She couldn't wait to be teaching art to elementary students. '1 more minute' she thought. Then her observation ended and she left. The End!

I Blog

When I'm bored, I blog. When I'm in class, I blog. When I'm sleeping, I dream about blogging. Blogging is my addiction.
And that's why this is my 344th blog post.
It's a problem.
I vent on my blog. I make fun of people on my blog. I'm happy on my blog. I'm sad on my blog. I forgive on my blog. I forget on my blog. I write on my blog. I create on my blog. I love my blog. I even blog when I have nothing to blog, like right now.
You know what else is about right now? I want graham crackers and milk. But guess what? I don't have any of that stuff. Stupid.

I Have No Idea

I don't know what I'm doing with my life. There are too many things that I like, and too many little things I don't like about the things I like. Does that make sense?
I want to be an art teacher. But I also want to be an artist. And also, I want to be a psychiatrist. And I want to go into art therapy.
But also I don't know because school is hard.
School.
Is.
Hard.

I want to take more art classes. I want to paint. I want to sketch. I want to color.
I WANT TO ART! Is that so much to ask? Apparently, because I'm not taking any art classes this semester. And I won't be taking any art classes for a while. At least two more semesters, not including this one.
My emphasis is in art. But I don't want it to be. I want it to be my minor. Then it will be a bigger part of my schooling career. It would be fun.
And what kind of art?
Painting.
Watercolor mostly. I love watercolor.
I have been so busy lately, I haven't been able to paint that much. And it makes me sad. But it's okay because... I don't know actually. It doesn't feel okay, but I'm sure it will be.

And another thing. Every day that goes by, it gets closer and closer to Valentines Day.
Scary stuff.

Tests

I took 3 tests today. And I have another one tomorrow.

Now, I'm eating Ramen. Spicy Ramen. It makes my lips feel like they're on fire.And I LOVE IT.

In other news, I took three tests today.

Wait I already said that, didn't I? Oh well. I took three tests today. And it was freaking horrible.
One was a writing test I need to pass in order to get into the Elementary Education Program. One was a Math test that I stayed up all night studying for. And one was a Physics test that I almost forgot about and probably failed.
I am now eating Ramen and listening to music.
Bless you Jessica. She just sneezed.
I feel like I'm being very repetitive today.
I finished my Ramen, and am now eating a Smoothie..? Smoothy..? Neither of those words have a red squiggly under them.. WHICH ONE IS IT?! Either way. I love my... Whatever it's called.

So I have an SI to go to tonight. Cause guess what? I have ANOTHER test tomorrow! Whoopee! I'm just so excited! I love tests!

I am just so tired. I want to go to Sleep. I want to curl up in a ball. And Sleep. And that is all.

I also want to be in a better mood. And also be a better singer.
I want a lot of things.
It's a problem.

You know what else is a problem? PEOPLE.

Guys I Want A Castle

First off, my friend Maddi is selling a song and it's really cool. Just putting that one out there.


IN OTHER NEWS I'M GOING TO BE A MODEL.
Yep, you heard it here first folks, I'm gonna be a model. I'm not sure for what yet. But I'm going to be one. And it's gonna be awesome. Because I'm going to be a model. And it'll be awesome.
So if anyone has ant tips for me, that would be great.
You might be asking yourself "Why does Sierra want to be a Model? Well, I mean, obviously she would be an awesome one. But why this sudden interest in a new Modeling Career?" I WILL TELL YOU.
1. My friends are telling me I should.
2. I think it would be pretty fun. I like modeling for my sister, so why not do it for money? Which brings me to:
3. Money. I'm way broke and in college.
So there are my 3 main reasons. Friends, Fun, Money. Also, I have awesome hair. So.. Yeah..
Now, let me show you some of the pictures I have.

Sweet

We learned a new dance in Hip Hop today. Also, I wanna die because of all the schoolwork I have to do.

That is all.

JUST KIDDING.

Do you really think that was all?

I ALWAYS have something to say!

Let's talk about dishes. Dishes are a pain to wash. To me, it's like showers. I hate doing it, but once I start I feel like I could go on for forever!

Now let's talk about the ELED Program at USU.

It's Cray.

There is so much to do, and I don't know if I can do it all. There are a million tests to take and things to do and classes to pass.

Speaking of classes to pass, I have two tests tomorrow. I really need to pass these. And what am I doing to study for them? I'm writing on my blog of course!

Why is school so hard? It's not like it has to be. I mean, learning doesn't have to be hard. But the fact of the matter is, it IS hard.

CLICK HERE (not here, in my actual post...)

Having a Bad Day like Me?
CLICK HERE!!

Why is my day so bad, you ask?
One, I can't find my favorite earbuds. That sucks.
Dos, I started my PERIOD yesterday and have major cramps. (Maybe I shouldn't put that on my blog.. Oh well. For those of you who want to start tracking my PERIODS, here's when you can start.)
Tua, I don't know how to spell Tua (3 in French). Also, my friends won't get off my back for the dumbest stuff.
Four, my friend is mad at me. And I don't know why. And it's making me really sad.
5, did I mention I started my PERIOD? Because I did. And it kills. Hashtag girl probs.
Sax. I mean Sox. I mean Sex. I mean.. Just.. Yeah.
Seffen, I have a test on thursday.
Eight, I can't figure out my math homework, even though I went to math help. My teacher didn't explain it at all..
Nine. My friend who's mad at me? Remember him? He won't talk to me. So I don't even know why he's mad at me.. And it's stressing me out. A lot.
10, my bed isn't made. That isn't too bad of a thing, I just wanted a 10th thing.
Well now that I've told you about how bad my day has been, let's look on the bright side of things!
I have Sunny D.
I have a bed.
I have a computer and a blog that people actually read.
I'm listening to the song Fix You by Coldplay, and it's AWESOME.
I'm sitting by Madi who is a cool cat.
I'm wearing manatee shorts.
I found that CLICK HERE link!
Now, that's only 7 things. I need at least 11..
8. I have an awesome family.
9. I'm not pregnant! Whoopee! (Even though I have no reason to be worried that I am.. I'm just pointing out the positive side of having my PERIOD.)
10. I have friends.
11. I have enough money to come to college, and also have the T.H. Bell Intensive Loan Program which is Awesome.

There we go. 11 things. It's a good day. Or at least, that's what I'm trying to tell myself.

People and Math

Math is annoying. You know what else is annoying?
People.
PEOPLE WHO DON'T TEACH ME THE CORRECT MATH FORMULAS FOR MY HOMEWORK.

I love my math teacher and all, don't get me wrong. He's hilarious and is a pretty good teacher. But today he was less than great. Did not meet my standards. Or the curriculums standards.
So what did I do when I realized I couldn't figure out my math homework? I went to math help.

There goes 2 hours of my life I'm never going to get back. But fun fact and play on words, I AM going back. Tomorrow. Because math hates me.

Why?

I have a lot of questions.
First of all, why?
Now that the drama is out of the way, let me ask another question.
Valentines Day? What's with that?
Now, I'm human. And I'm a girl. So OF COURSE I want a boy to surprise me, bring me flowers, sing me a song, and spend an awesome day/evening with me. Of course I want that.
But why do we need a day for it?
I know, that's confusing. Just know that I don't like Valentines day, but I'm still a girl and want something cute to happen.
Also, I'm a girl so I'm allowed to be emotional and confusing once a month.
In other words.
SERIOUSLY VALENTINES DAY IS SO STUPID I JUST WANT FLOWERS PISS PISS PISS.

Let me start over.

Valentines Day is coming up. And I'm not too excited.
And why's that?
Well, the fact is, I don't know.
I've never been a big fan.
Of course I want what every girl, whether they admit it or not, wants. A boy. Flowers. A kiss. But here's the thing. I think that's just awkward. I think it's SO awkward. And I don't get very awkward. Ever. But Valentines Day? Well that's a whole different story. I just feel awkwarded out all day! It's just... Awkward.

OH NO

I've gone to Walmart.
I've looked up songs.
I went to the bathroom.
I've put lotion on my legs.
I drank my Sunny D.
I changed.
I put my hair up.

There's only one thing left to do.



And that would be my Math Homework.

People Who Read My Blog

I've been thinking about people who read my blog.
And they are SO FREAKING COOL.
You know what else is cool? The air outside.
Actually. I don't know that. I haven't gone outside yet. And you wanna know what else? I don't plan on going outside for quite a while. Because I'm antisocial like that.
People don't think I'm antisocial, because I'm just so social. But here's the thing, I really am very very antisocial. Like, very. It's a problem. And you wanna know what else is a problem? I don't like to shower. It's just a mind set. A mind set I need to get out of. And you wanna know what else is a problem? Math.
Hashtag I'm Already Failing.

Anyways, the people who read my blog? Yeah, you guys are so cool.
And you guys? Yeah, you, who don't read my blog?...

In other news, I'm going to a dance club tonight. And also, it's a date. It should be fun.

Some People

Seriously, I can't handle some people.

Just go away.

And you know what I don't get? How everyone loves the person I think is annoying! Seriously, can you not tell that this person is a jerk??

Okay, okay. You probably think this is about you. But it's not. It's not about anyone. It's about life. It's about people in general.

WHY.

In other news, I'm watching Modern Family.

In other news again, I love Jessica. I love her so much. She's sitting here watching Grey's Anatomy and crying. And it's killing me. She is my best friend. And seriously I can't handle it. I hate when people cry. Especially my best friend.
Jessica, you're the best. You listen to everything I have to say. Thank you for loving me back!

So basically yeah... Blah blah blah blah blah I hate everything. I'm currently listening to my friends' conversation, but they don't think I am.. Cause my earbuds are in. They're all going to a game night. But guess what? I'm not going. Why? Because I wan't invited.
Oh well.
I give up.

Aaaaaand we're back to annoying people.

I want a Towel Robe

You know what I feel is annoying?
How much stuff I have to take to the shower.
I take the clothes I'm wearing, the clothes I'm going to change into, my shower stuff, and my keys.
So I would like to get a robe.
But not just any robe.
A towel robe.
You know, one of those robes made of towel material?
Yeah.
I want one.

In other news, I have realized I say that a lot. "In other news."
Is that bad? Maybe. But I don't really care. So I'm going to keep on saying it. Especially in this post, so get ready.

In other news (wink), I'm listening to music.
Same Love.
You know, there's a song called
Human
And it's absolutely amazing.. Let me find a link to it..
CLICK HERE!
I'm a little bit obsessed with it at the moment.
CAUSE I'M ONLY HUMAN!

It's hard, but I need to realize it's okay to be sad sometimes.
Cause I'm only Human.
DOESN'T THAT SONG JUST CHANGE YOU??
It changes me.

In other news, my nails are painted yellow.
What's that? You want to see?
Okay.

In other news, I just listened to Human like 5 times. Now I'm listening to Same Love again. Now Beautiful.
I want to sing. I want to sing really bad. I want to sing good though. This is a problem.
Also, I just looked over at my friends computer and it was a video of someone giving birth.
Awka Awkward.

Discouraged

I'm not feeling too hot right now.
It seems to be that way for a lot of people.

I feel burnt out. Like I have too much to do.

I'm only Human.

I went to a meeting and figured out my 4 year plan to graduate college. I'm gonna have to do school during two of my summers, hopefully only one.
I just feel like I have too much to do.

But here I am, complaining about how sucky my life is while there are so many people who are so much worst off than me.

Just think. Someone is starving to death right now. They are starving to death, dirty and forgotten, while I complain about getting a college degree on my blog that I'm writing on through my macbook pro.
Sometimes, I have to put things into perspective.
I have an amazing life. I LOVE my family, I'm in an awesome loan program, I have an awesome roommate, I have friends, I have food in my stomach, people who care about me, and a bed to sleep in (one with memory foam, which just adds to how awesome my life is). Don't even talk to me about your bed, because mine will win every time. Unless yours is memory foam and is bigger than a twin and has an awesome comforter.

Anyways.

I am so lucky. I need to be more thankful.

So here I am. Saying
Thank You.

Jess Jess, thank you for always being there and supporting me in all I do. Thank you for being you.
Mom and Dad, thank you for supporting me, understanding, and being the best parents in the world.
Jerrica and Brett, thank you for coming to get me conference weekend. Thank you for helping me.
Dallin and Tarah, thank you for having me over for dinner every Sunday, it's seriously awesome.
Hunter and Saige, thanks for hugging me and saying you love me. You're the best.
Isaac, thank you for being so excited to see me all the time. And thank you for the hugs.

Now, I know, I've kinda backed myself into a corner. Because everyone will want me to mention them. But here's the thing. I'm not going to mention everyone. So here it goes.

Girls of the Sixth Floor (including Bailey, their leader), you guys are so freaking awesome, thank you for always loving me and being there.
Jake and Lindsey, thank you for being there when I had no one to talk to, and when I needed a friend.
TJ, thank you for writing me a letter and for saying the things you do. It's adorable, thank you.
Boys, thank you for taking me on dates, you're all the best.

I LOVE MY LIFE!!!! SMILEY FACE SMILEY FACE SMILEY FACE

LETTERS

I GOT A LETTER I GOT A LETTER I GOT A LETTER!!!

It's from TJ.
He wrote me a poem.
It's adorable.

Anyway, I am going to write him one back, but here's the thing...:: I suck at poetry.
HARD.
CORE.

But even though I suck, I'm going to write him a poem and it's going to be adorable cause it'll be from my heart!!
Hahaha ell oh ell.

Here's what I have so far...

PSYCH! TJ reads my blog, so I'm not going to post anything about it! Cause he reads my blog. Which is also adorable.

IN OTHER NEWS
I am almost out of Sunny D...

IN OTHER NEWS (Part II)

I am going to die from all of this school work I have. Seriously though. Imma die. I have so much to do.

Hats

Meet Brian.

Brian Mathew Rozick.

We are wearing hats. Actually, we're wearing each other's hats. Fun fact for ya. We're also listening to music and doing homework. Or.. I was, until I started blogging.

BLOGGING BREAK

I had hip hop today. It was a freaking party. We finished one of the dances we were doing and now we're learning a new one that goes to a Beyonce song.

Woot Woot

Movie Night

I forgot my jacket at EmmaLee's house.
And you wanna know the worst part?

MY CHAP STICK WAS IN THERE.

In other news, I'm watching Smallville.

In other, other news, people are freaking annoying.

Now, I know that you're gonna think this is about you. Or you. Or even you. But the fact of the matter is, it's not all about you.
And it's not all about me either.
It's not all about anything.
But the Gospel.

But people are still freaking annoying.
It's amazing, isn't it? How different people can be, but how well we can all get along?

They have Trix in the Junc.
In The Junc.
The Junc.
TRIX.
I LOVE TRIX.
Silly Rabbit, Trix are for Kids.

Boring Classes

SnapChat is a wonderful thing.
You know what else is wonderful?
My batman backpack.
And you know what else?
Fruit Loops.

I love Fruit Loops. They are probably my favorite cereal ever.

And you wanna know a secret?
Okay it's not really a secret.
But...

THEY HAVE FRUIT LOOPS IN THE MARKETPLACE.
Yes.
Yes they do.

And now here I am, IN THE SAME BUILDING AS THOSE MIRACULOUS FRUIT LOOPS, and I'm stuck in a boring class.

I'm sitting next to Shea again.


In other news, I am crazy busy This Week. This Month. This Semester. THIS EVERYTHING. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO DO I AM SO FREAKING BUSY.

Also, I can not seem to stop shaking my legs.

Oh, would you look at that, I stopped...



Nevermind.

I Can Do it.

I'm only human.

Sometimes, I just can't do it.

I'm Only Human

I bleed when I fall down.
And I crash and I break down.
Your words in my head,
Knives in my heart.
You build me up,
Then I fall apart.

I can hold my breath.
I can bite my tongue.
I can stay awake for days,
If that's what you want.
Be your number one.

I can fake a smile.
I can force a laugh.
I can dance and play the part,
If that's what you ask.
Give you all that I am.

I can do it.

I can do it.

I can do it.

Feelings

They get in the way of everything.

Why?
Why do we even have feelings?
Oh, that's right, because we need them.
If we didn't have feelings, life would be very... Well. It would just be very. We wouldn't have feelings towards it. Because there would be no such thing.

But you gotta wonder what life would be like if you never got sad.

Because being sad sucks so bad..

I don't like feeling sad. I don't like it one bit. And if anyone else gets that feeling in their stomach when they get sad, I'm so sorry.
And if I ever made you have that feeling, I'm so, so, sorry.

I absolutely hate it.

Well, I'm going to go now and cry a little bit, cause I feel sad.

Have a great day.

First Date Kisses

I went on a date with TJ. It was super fun.

We got Carls Jr.'s, and played games with some of his friends. It was way fun.

We also grilled/baked a pineapple.

We're hanging out again tonight at EmmaLee's house.

But here's my problem.

He has my backpack in his car.

I forgot it.

So here I am, blogging on EmmaLee's computer. And there's nothing wrong with that, except for the fact that

I NEED MY COMPUTER RIGHT NOW OR I WILL BLOW UP.

I hope you noticed the title of this blog post.

Did you just go back and read it?

I thought so.

What's that? You want to know if we kissed?

Well....

TOO BAD.

I don't kiss and tell.

But you wanna know what I DO do?

1. Laugh when I say dodo

2. Eat Crepes

3. Sing Karaoke

4. Wonder Where EmmaLee went.

5. Watch Scary Movies and Pretend to be more Scared than I really am.

6. Find EmmaLee

7. Make Awesome Lists


I just want my computer. And to see TJ.
So TJ, if you're reading this, COME OVER RIGHT NOW.

Love

It's a crazy thing, Love is.

Okay, okay. First, I need to get something out of the way.

Quarters. What the piss. Why do we need Quarters for laundry?

I NEED MORE QUARTERS.

Back to Love.

Love is a crazy thing. It can make you crazy.

It makes me crazy.

Now, I don't wanna seem like some crazy person (see what I did there?), but I want Love.

I want the fingers interlocking, the kisses on the cheek, the whispers, and the giggles.

And, I know, I know, Love isn't all smiles. But I still want it, through the good and the bad, through sickness and health.

I want the smiles and the laughs. I want the little fights and the roses in a vase.

Maybe I'm a hopeless romantic.

No.

I KNOW I'm a hopeless romantic.

But I still want it.

Just call me on bad days, asking about my day.
Just leave a note on the counter, saying how much I mean to you.
Just tell me you love me.
Just tell me.


I'll try my hardest if you try your hardest?

USU 1350

Well. Here I am. Again. In USU 1350.

What a joke of a class.
It's not really a joke, I just consider it a joke, because I hate science.

There are only two things I hate in this world.

The Bee that stung me on my way to the Dentist.
And Science.

In other news, I'm gonna be a teacher.

I've been playing with the idea of being a teacher teacher, instead of an art teacher.
Can I just tell you all my confusing plans in life??
Well, you can't answer, cause you're just reading this, so I'm just going to type it out, and you can stop reading when you want.

I want to be an art teacher. An elementary school art teacher.
But sense I started college at USU, I've been thinking about my other options.

Like being::
A Grade teacher.
A dance instructor.
A Therapist.
A School Counselor.
A College Professor.
A Painter.

There are just so many options!
So here's my plan.

I'm going to get into, and finish, the Elementary Education Program here at Utah State.
I'm going to have an emphasis in Art. Or a Minor in Art.
Then, I'm going to double Major in Psychology.
Or maybe I'll just start the psychology program after I graduate from the Elementary Education Program.

I don't know.

But I DO know that I'm going into those two professions.
I will.
And I'm thinking that I can take a lot of psychology classes about kids and how their brains work, and that will help me with my Teaching Degree.

And then if I get married and have kids and don't work any more, I'll paint.

Now, doesn't that sound amazing?

Boys Boys Boys

I have a problem.

And I know that people will read that and just think "Heck yes you do, gosh.."

But really.

I have a problem.

It's called I really like this boy.

He's sweet and cute and says the cutest things.

I'm going on a date with him on friday.

And I'm SO excited.

But the only thing is, I want to be alone with him, so I can get to know him better.

And that way, we can be best friends forever and all that jazz.

But here's the thing.

We're going on another date NEXT weekend.

And we're going to see Lady A:)

I'm so excited!

He Only Comes Out at Night

PEOPLE ARE SO AWKWARD.

I'm sitting here, being a third wheel.

But I don't want to leave, cause it's way too much fun.

Oh my piss. Stahp.

STAHP.

Me in Every Class

Well That Sucked

I went on a date last night.
It was really exciting.
Really.


But really, it was kind of horrid.

We were going to do a bonfire, but then it turned out that every single campground in the whole freaking canyon was gated off and closed!
So we just watched a movie.
Then the date ended at 10:30 when the kid randomly got up and said "My ride is here."

And he left.


It was so weird. And I did not like it.
So here I am, in class, making new friends, and I can't stop thinking about this kid.

He was cute.
But never again.
...
But maybe...


I'm sitting next to a really cute guy. I'm waiting for him to look over and read this so he knows he's cute. Cause I like when people smile.
But he's not looking over.

What's that? You want me to take a creeper picture of him??

Okay.

I'm taking pictures of a few things, so he doesn't think it's weird.

I love Jess Jess

There you go.

His Name is Garrett.

Also, the kid I went on a date with called me a ginger.

WHAT.

Date

I'm going on a date on Friday.
With a GINGER.

No Big Deal but it's a Huge Deal.

And he's hecka attractive.

Yes, that's right, I said hecka.
I never say hecka. I make fun of people who say hecka. It's just so funny.
Hecka
Hecka
Hecka

So I have class in less than 15 minutes.. Jess Jess is reading my blog right now, and I want her to come with me, so I will ask her over blog.
Jess Jess, will you please come to my class with me?
(I'll be back..)


SHE'S GONNA COME!!!
YAY FOR BLOGS!!!!!



So yeah. I'm going on a date with a ginger who plays baseball. How attractive can one person get?

PSY

So I just ate breakfast.
And now I'm in the TSC, bored out of my mind, not wanting to do my math homework, and hoping someone will sit by me.
I have psychology in an hour and fourteen minutes. I like that class, even though I've only gone one and a half times. I like the teacher, and I like psychology. So it just makes sense.
An hour and thirteen minutes.
A lot of cute boys keep passing by, and in my head I'm all "SIT BY ME" but on the outside I'm all "..."
Cause I'm smooth like that... Cough.
I should probably do my math homework.
The reason I'm not in my dorm room is because if I was I know I would fall asleep and not go to class for the rest of the day.

So here I am, an hour and twelve minutes till my next class, my math next to me, and no earbuds.

FML.
(But not really cause so many more people have it so much worst than I do.. But that's for another day, and another blog post...)

And Now I'm Blogging.

I missed a lot of my classes this last week. And even the ones I went to I didn't even really pay attention.
My math class is at 7:30 in the morning. What do you expect me to do?

Anyway, I'm sitting there reading my textbooks when it hits me::

I want mac n cheese.

So, what do I do?
I gather up everything I need.
Butter,
Mac n Cheese box,
Milk,
Pot,
Lid,
Fork.
And I start heading downstairs to make my mac n cheese. But I think:: Maybe I should bring my textbooks so I can read while I make my mac n cheese.
So I go back into my room for my textbook.
Then I think:: I'll bring headphones, so I can listen to music while I read and make my mac n cheese. Cause I can multitask like that.
So I go back and grab my headphones.
Then, I'm about to go downstairs when I think:: Maybe I should invite Jess Jess to make it with me. She had a friend over, so I invited her friend too. They came downstairs.
And guess what I didn't do?
Read my textbooks.
Why?
Because I'm an idiot.

I don't know.

I miss my friends.
I miss having friends everywhere I went.

There are just a few -handfuls- of people that don't talk to me anymore.
And I hate it.
So here are my apologies::



J - I'm sorry I told you everything that I told you. I shouldn't have expected you to understand, that was so selfish of me. If we ever start to talk again, I promise to be the best friend you'll ever have. I fell in love with you at one point. I thought we had a future.. I'm sorry.
B - I'm not confident, and I'm sorry for always getting jealous and worried when someone else would hang with you a lot. You were my best friend all summer, then I messed it all up.. I'm so, so sorry for all I did.
J - I'm just sorry.. I fell in love with you... And now you're leaving... And I'm still in love with you.. But.. Yeah..
K - I have no idea what I did wrong. I'm just sorry for whatever it was, and I promise that if you tell me what it was I did, I'll fix it.
K - What did I ever do to you? Please never call me that name ever again. It was rude, and out of line. This is not an apology.
E - I don't know what you want from me. Please just tell me and I'll be so much better. I promise you that. I'm sorry for coming on so strong.






There you have it.

Hashtag College

Sick

My alarm didn't go off. So I missed my math class.

Why are classes at 7:30 in the morning?

I've been feeling really sick lately and I haven't been able to wake up very easily. No one knows that I've been feeling sick. Cause it's just a constant stomach ache. So yeah, I don't like it.

But what can you do?

Ell oh Ell.

Why do people read my blog?

So here I am, sitting in class, bored cause I'm just gonna end up stealing my roommates notes.

She's a good note taker.

Anyway.

I was thinking, 'I'm sorta Boring...'

And it's true! I'm boring to read about.

So why do people read my blog?

Humans are creatures of habit. And sometimes that's a good thing, ripple effect and all that, but it's also bad, smoking and drugs.

In this case, I don't know if it's good or bad.

People read my blog. Why, I don't know. But they do. And because they do, I keep writing. And even if they didn't read my blog, I would still write.

Now Jessica has a blog. My roommate. Her blog, her blog is cool. It's funny and clever and just awesome.

But no one really reads it.

I would tell you all to clock on her name and read her blog, but I only have 10 followers and get hardly any page views. But I'll say it anyway.

Go read her blog.

In other news, I am going to a dance tonight.

Yep. I am. It's gonna be a party.

I'm going with Eric. He's a cool kid.

I'm also going to convince Jessica to come.

And Cara.

And Derrek is already coming.

So I need one more boy.

TSC Ballroom, 8!

Be there or be square!

JK I don't care if you go or not.

Shea

Shea is attractive.

I just met him.

I'm sitting next to him.

And I'm waiting for him to look over here.

To see that I called him attractive....

He's not looking...

I'll just tell him, and I'll let you know how he reacts.

Now he's reading it.

What's that? YOU WANT TO SEE HIM?!

Eric

I met someone new today.

We watched Iron Man 3.

His name is Eric and he is attractive.

What's that? You wanna see a picture?
Okay let me see if I can get him to smile for one..

Please ignore the fact that I've gained the freshman fifteen and I look like a piece of... Well... You know.

The First Day of the Second Semester.

Today is, just like the title of this post says, the first day of the second semester.
I have a 7:30 class that I need to go to
Monday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
And it's math.

In other news, I met new people yesterday.
The new semester has brought new boys to the ward.

There's one named Brian with gorgeous eyes.

And then there's one really cute one named Chase.
Chase is a cutie.

We all played pool together last night after ward prayer.
It was really fun.

I have class in a half hour. It's psychology.
I love psychology and learning about it.
But I don't really want to go to class.

It's the first day and I already don't want to go to class..


This is a problem.

Big News

I walked home a with a cute boy today.

So I'm sitting there in church,
I look over,
And I see him.

Who do I see?

A cute boy.

His name is Brian. He does gymnastics. He wants to go into Biology. And he's a cutie.


In other news, I bore my testimony today in church.
I don't think it was that good, but I kept getting compliments on it.
So I guess I did an alright job.

I bore my testimony about how God knows what He's doing.

Awesome

My mom made me this awesome case for my new tablet!

Super Monkey Ball

We have a Wii.

We as in my great big family.


Right now, currently, at the moment, we are playing Super Monkey Ball.
Isaac just fell off the level.
Dad is going now, and is trying this level the traditional way.
Next is Brett.

I love my family.

My dad just hit the post!

I miss Jessica.
She saw Frozen today!
For the second time.
Haha, she's funny

I went to the DI yesterday, and got her something.
Actually, 3 somethings!

And I would tell you what they are, but she reads my blog.

So I will tell you later.