bae

breakfast burrito
Okay. Let's just talk about this for a second.

Warm tortilla.
Fluffy eggs.
Crispy potatoes.
melted cheese
Extra hot hot sauce.

Like, really? Why would someone not want that?
I gotta find a taco bell or somethin' around here.
What the Piss.




Found one.

Hashtag Rancheritos is better.

really

You know what I think is dumb?

How it takes the death of a celebrity to make people think about mental illness for a few days.
How suddenly people care about those with depression.
But in a few days, they'll forget.

FREAK I'M NERVOUS

So I mess up a few times...

Man, I'm so nervous. I've never put my singing up before.

And.... Here it is.

Don't feel obligated to watch the whole thing.

Also, this was done with Photo Booth on my mac... So that's half the struggle right there.

LOVE IT

Man, you know what I love? When people say that they hate fake friends. And they're one of your fake friends.

It's like,
really?
you're gonna go there?
Well. If you're gonna go there, I'm gonna go there too.

I know this saying type thing. It goes
"
You came into my life for a reason. Either you're a blessing, or you're a lesson.
"
I'm glad I met everyone in my life that I've met. Just kidding. Or maybe I'm just kidding about that? Man. I don't know.

I mean, I could have done without J. And D. And A. I really don't see anything positive that came from those relationships. I got played. I got forgotten. And then, I got torn apart from the inside out.
I've been trying to think, lately, about what I gained from those three relationships. Yeah, they were awesome while they lasted, but they weren't worth the pain they caused in the end. I mean, I don't know.. I don't know what my life would have been like if I hadn't gone through those "relationships."
What I'm trying to say is, they were lessons. They were blessings at one point, but in the end? They were lessons. Big, painful lessons, that I think I could have done without.

Moving

So I'm currently moving apartments to C1 instead of P2.... I'm pretty excited, because for the first few days it will only be Cara and I.

... You know what that means..?

Famous

I want to be famous.

Maybe not really famous.

But a little bit famous.

Like, Utah famous.

Or locally famous.

I don't know.

But I think it would be super cool.

And I have an idea of how to do it. But I'm not sure I want to do this thing. Because it would sort of really change my life.

Also, if I do this thing. I could go on a speaking tour and talk to high school students and stuff. And I could help others. And it would be great.

But I still don't know if I want to do this thing. Because, if I do, I may lose some people from my life.

I don't know. Maybe I'm being too dramatic.

Lately

Remember my blog post "Disaster had Struck" or something like that? Well. I blogged too soon. For yet another horrible accident has come upon the Osmun(/Dustin/Pond) family.

Last night, my older sister, Jerrica, and her husband, Brett, were in a car accident.

Now, before you all freak out and start crying, like I did at work, they're both alive.

I don't know how much to put on here, because my lovely sister will probably blog about it HERE sometime soon.
But basically, car crash, no deaths, concussion, everyone is okay.... Ish.


I never really believed in bad luck or karma. But I'm not so sure now. Because, you see, we have been getting a lot of crappy things happen to us lately. My gramps, my mom, my sister and brother in law, and I think something else is bound to happen. I'll keep you updated. Unless the next thing is gonna happen to me...


Crap.