Thursday, February 26, 2009
But what if?
I have to write a 7 page paper. I was going to think up some clever way of saying it, and having it sound way cool, but I can't. I have to write a 7 page paper. By 11 am tomorrow. I have written a paragraph of 5 sentences. I might be dropping out of school this weekend. Though, I have faith that maybe, just maybe, I will stop this procrastination and "get down to business" (as my mom says) and write the thing.
BUT, then where is the adrenal rush at 2AM when I still only have 5 sentences? HA, yes. There in lies the fun and exciting-ness of the "college experience". So see, really, I am just making the most of my college life.
Ok, no, but really.... I feel like yelling "I don't wanna!" (Maturity is one of the signs of a college student a well.)
I am outside, sitting on the porch/balcony place, in a HOT pink chair. My feel are up on a pink table. The wind is blowing just enough so you randomly get chills. The weather is perfect for enjoying nature. I am looking at our now FILLED canal. The water is so mucky and BROWN. But it makes me so happy to see the ripples in the water as the wind blows. Everyone is still in classes, so outside is quiet.
I think I found my perfect place to write and think. Thank goodness for small towns that don't have loud freeways. It almost has the same feeling to it that a summer day in the backyard swimming has. Quiet and so so beautiful.
Well..... Until tomorrow then. :].
(oh, p.s..... Andy is coming home with me tomorrow. We have QUITE a weekend planned out for ourselves. Well, thanks to the brilliant mind of Taylor Webb. I am so dearly looking forward to seeing Taylor, ALYSSA and Michael. It's like my home crew. Haha, I always look forward to seeing them, and of course my family, that goes without saying... So I guess I will return to my blogging on Sunday. Oooo, the weather just got better out here. Better go and not waste it!)
love, brittany
BUT, then where is the adrenal rush at 2AM when I still only have 5 sentences? HA, yes. There in lies the fun and exciting-ness of the "college experience". So see, really, I am just making the most of my college life.
Ok, no, but really.... I feel like yelling "I don't wanna!" (Maturity is one of the signs of a college student a well.)
I am outside, sitting on the porch/balcony place, in a HOT pink chair. My feel are up on a pink table. The wind is blowing just enough so you randomly get chills. The weather is perfect for enjoying nature. I am looking at our now FILLED canal. The water is so mucky and BROWN. But it makes me so happy to see the ripples in the water as the wind blows. Everyone is still in classes, so outside is quiet.
I think I found my perfect place to write and think. Thank goodness for small towns that don't have loud freeways. It almost has the same feeling to it that a summer day in the backyard swimming has. Quiet and so so beautiful.
Well..... Until tomorrow then. :].
(oh, p.s..... Andy is coming home with me tomorrow. We have QUITE a weekend planned out for ourselves. Well, thanks to the brilliant mind of Taylor Webb. I am so dearly looking forward to seeing Taylor, ALYSSA and Michael. It's like my home crew. Haha, I always look forward to seeing them, and of course my family, that goes without saying... So I guess I will return to my blogging on Sunday. Oooo, the weather just got better out here. Better go and not waste it!)
love, brittany
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
I'm dreaming of a White... EA?
People actually ask me to update my blog. I feel so... read? (is that how you say it?)
So here is our snow day that happened about.... 3 weeks ago?
So here is our snow day that happened about.... 3 weeks ago?
3 AM I was woken up by, guess....
Yes, Ashli and Josh. The following is what took place:
Brittany snuggled in her warm bed. Fell asleep earlier than normal (like 12ish) watching White Christmas (a for sure favorite of hers).
3AM
Brittany hears weird loud sounds and wakes up. Ashli is leaning towards her. "Brittany come outside with us."
Us? Oh yes. Josh is on the other side of Brittany laughing. Never a good sign when Josh and Ashli are BOTH laughing. Actually its a little scary.
B: "What? No."
A: "Just come outside. It's a surprise!"
So like any obedient middle child I rolled out of bed and followed my insane roommate and other person. (haha, Josh will like that new nickname)
I looked outside and it looked to weird. The sky was kinda light, like redish maybe. and everything was covered in WHITE! It was so beautiful!!! I am SO happy my crazy roomy and other woke me up! We ran down stair and playing in it. Oh, it was still snowing too. Hard snowing. Finally I decided that MEIGEN needs to see this. So me and Ashli ran screaming to her apartment. She came out of her house worried that we had died. Nope, its just snowing! So we all got some warmer clothes on (we were in our pj's and flip-flops) and took a walk. I am SO SO SO happy I got to see EA covered in snow. But then all good things must come to an end. On our way back from the walk, it already started to melt. It had stopped snowing and was slowing turning back into the town I feel asleep to. We were all FREEZING and WET so we went home and made some hot chocolate. (Thanks Grizzles!!!) And then watched White Christmas. Perfect dream come true.
Oh I also called my parents. I mean, it was SNOWING! They should know! But, surprisingly, when you call a billion times at 3:30AM people tend to think something is wrong. Like I had died or something. So by the time they had woken up, searched for the cells phones that kept ringing and answered they had a rush of emotions for me. Let me name a few: worriedness, stressed, angry, mad, annoyed, tried.... the list goes on. Luckily, they were still half asleep so I was hoping they would for get it in the normal morning time. Nope. Later that day I received a call from both of them that each started like "You called us at 3AM? What is wrong with you?" Haha, oh my parents miss me. I can tell by their voice!
Ashli and Joshy-Poo
My FAVORITE roommate.
Ashli's car Soaring Eagle.
Meigen and me!
Josh's truck. I thought it was poetic that his Avalanche was covered in snow.
When we ran outside to see the snow, we locked ourselves out. I crawled through the window.
Palm Tree covered in SNOW?
Josh is always jumping in the trash. Weird!
Ashli, Josh, and Meigen
Calling HOME!
My hot chocolate from the Grizzles!
Oh, and I would also like to take all the credit for the snow. I was the one watching White Christmas. Thank you.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
As I promised.
Wow.... I must be REALLY procrastinating if I can fill my time with foolish blogs.
Oh and this is a video I watch at least once a day!!!
Keep up with these amazing girls on the Johnson Family page. Chloe has super cute pictures with the Disney characters.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Andy-Pandy
Andy-Pandy is the best. I was crying all day about how hungry I was. He came over and I was still walking around opening and closing all the cabinets. He was finally like, "Brittany. I will make you something to eat." Happily I said, "Sure." :] The way to my heart is to make me food. He made me PB&J, Ramon, a egg ham cheese sandwhich and apple sauce. Everything was topped off with Apple Juice. Wow. I am so impressed with this kid. Demin came over and washed to dishes for me. She is the fastest dish washer in the world. And then Andy was tried so he fell asleep.
This was written on February 18:
Tonight is not the first time that my dearest Andy-Pandy has turned our lumpy couch into his own bed of clouds.
Let me take you back to Friday the 13th.........
ALL the way from NAU she came to small town Thatcher to see Meigen and I. She will also be transfering here next semster! I can't wait!!! Meigen, AJ, and I went with Ashli and Josh with a bunch of other people to the mountain for fire, food, and fun. We made (when I say "we" I mean everyone BUT me.) a fire and then had some hot dogs, topped off with hot chocolate and smores. There was ALSO this was cool mountain behind us, and Justin and I climbed up, and I decided mountain climbing MIGHT be my new thing.
Anyways, after a lesson on how to make a "correct" roasted marshmellow, we were ready to come home to our heated apartments!
So now back to Andy-Pandy. Well Andy is on the Golf team, and coud not join us because he had to travel to Tucson for pratice on an upcoming meet. So, after we returned home, I texted my dear friend and requested that he join our presences. AN HOUR LATER, Andy-Pandy calls:
"Dude, I am sorry. Fell asleep with my phone. Coming now."
(first warning sign, if you are that tried, just stay home!)
Then so Andy-Pandy came. (Ashli went on round two of her date with Joshy-poo.) What a joy this fellow is. Very quick, and so sarcastic. I am pretty much in awe. ;] So he came over and chose to watch, "Just like Heaven". Now, whoa, good movie! We started watching and next thing I realize is its 9am and Ashli just walked through the door and LAUGHS! She has just arrived back to see Andy-Pandy sleeping on the couch and AJ (the smart one) laying in my bed. Hahaha, I guess we were all to tired to do anything. So, after our sleep-over we made pancakes.
Dear Andy-Pandy is such a gentleman. He made the rest of the pancake batter (I always over do it.) then helped me wash the dishes. Then, in a dash, our Andy-Pandy was gone for the day.
So now he is sleeping. He can over at 8 and sat down to watch a movie and feel asleep. Within 5 min. Quite the interesting person he is.
Ok. This post is dedicated to my Andy-Pandy-Poo.
This was written on February 18:
Look at how soundly he sleeps.
Tonight is not the first time that my dearest Andy-Pandy has turned our lumpy couch into his own bed of clouds.
Let me take you back to Friday the 13th.........
ALL the way from NAU she came to small town Thatcher to see Meigen and I. She will also be transfering here next semster! I can't wait!!! Meigen, AJ, and I went with Ashli and Josh with a bunch of other people to the mountain for fire, food, and fun. We made (when I say "we" I mean everyone BUT me.) a fire and then had some hot dogs, topped off with hot chocolate and smores. There was ALSO this was cool mountain behind us, and Justin and I climbed up, and I decided mountain climbing MIGHT be my new thing.
Anyways, after a lesson on how to make a "correct" roasted marshmellow, we were ready to come home to our heated apartments!
So now back to Andy-Pandy. Well Andy is on the Golf team, and coud not join us because he had to travel to Tucson for pratice on an upcoming meet. So, after we returned home, I texted my dear friend and requested that he join our presences. AN HOUR LATER, Andy-Pandy calls:
"Dude, I am sorry. Fell asleep with my phone. Coming now."
(first warning sign, if you are that tried, just stay home!)
Then so Andy-Pandy came. (Ashli went on round two of her date with Joshy-poo.) What a joy this fellow is. Very quick, and so sarcastic. I am pretty much in awe. ;] So he came over and chose to watch, "Just like Heaven". Now, whoa, good movie! We started watching and next thing I realize is its 9am and Ashli just walked through the door and LAUGHS! She has just arrived back to see Andy-Pandy sleeping on the couch and AJ (the smart one) laying in my bed. Hahaha, I guess we were all to tired to do anything. So, after our sleep-over we made pancakes.
Dear Andy-Pandy is such a gentleman. He made the rest of the pancake batter (I always over do it.) then helped me wash the dishes. Then, in a dash, our Andy-Pandy was gone for the day.
So now he is sleeping. He can over at 8 and sat down to watch a movie and feel asleep. Within 5 min. Quite the interesting person he is.
Ok. This post is dedicated to my Andy-Pandy-Poo.
Oh how we love our Andy-Pandy!!!!
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Just words....
(It started as a sentence and ended with a novel. Sorry. But family... read it all. I thought you when I wrote this. I was shaking with laughter all by myself)
Driving lets me think about my experiences. Country musics helps me remember to be thankful. A long trip that takes away from home to school always brings tears.
When I combine these its a pretty explosive outcome.
I just love my family so much. I am a truly blessed girl. I think about everything my family has gone through, bad and good. And I am so thankful that it has made us so close. My mom is continually worrying about me and my brother and sister, trying to get us to be closer, making sure we are not drifting apart. While others comment on how we are so close.
My friend the other day told me her mom was her best friend. I thought about that. Is my mom my best friend?
Well no, she isn't. She is better, and closer than that. Friend isn't a very acceptable term when it comes to my mom. I tell my mom EVERYTHING! And everything I don't tell her, she uses her super mom powers to know. She also counsels me. She isn't a friend because she see the big picture with me. She always has my best interest in mind. So calling her my friend is cutting her short. I love my mom. I am pretty sure I am a momma's girl. Is there such a thing?
My dad is, well if anyone one in this world is going to be a superhero, it has to be my dad. And Rocky is such a cool superhero name. I love my dad so much. One time my family all went to Utah to move Pamella in while I stayed home (Stugo truly ruled my life). I was driving the big old HUGE dodge truck around during that time. I came home at night so tired and I was sitting in front of the house in the truck so exhausted, barely able to move. I tried to pull the key out of the key-slot thing, and it wouldn't budge. I turned the truck on and off about a zillion time. My finger was about to bleed if I tried forcing it anymore. Deep in despair I called my dad in far away Utah land. After explaining my problem (and frustration), he simply asked: "Brittany, is the truck in park?" I was in tears when I laughed SO hard and replied, "Ohhh? I guess that helps." Only my dad would know I am my mothers daughter, and ask that direct question. If I didn't have my dad to point out the obvious to me, my life would be upside down, not to mention I would spend many nights in a truck crying.
Pammy-Poo is an example to me in every way. I miss her while she is in far away Green Bay. I can't believe that she is surviving the snow. I know that she is the thief that is at fault for my missing electric blanket. When I read her letters it reminds how blessed I am. In institute I was telling Sister Spoon, the institute secretary, about my plans to get my Doctorate just like Pam did. I can't wait till Sister Black gets home. We will attend school together! I can't wait to see her every morning! She never ceases to be a bundle of joy. There is one time that she was hiding in the closet when we all thought she was at school, (long story) and when I went in to get my outfit before my school started (Pam was in high school, I was in middle school) I heard whispering and I looked at our coats and saw eyes. I screamed so loud it still, as I writing this, makes me have the "roll on the ground laughter".
Dearest Rocky. What a funny brother I have. When he walks in the kitchen and yells, "AHHHHH!" and runs and gets a wet wash cloth and throws over his face, you know to wait for a bit and not to panic. (Though, you should panic.. it just happens so often you don't). You later find out why they tell you not to press the RED button on barbeque's. (Facial hair is extinct) Or when give him a mega-phone, instead a bell after a ACL surgery. I will skip to the end of the story for you. Ends with me taking a beautiful afternoon nap while he plays the siren for about 20 minutes. When I finally drag myself out of bed to see what is so urgent, he says... "I am hungry. Can you bring me some fruit snacks?" Oh my goodness! Leave it to this boy to make the world stop so he can have 6 gummy snacks. BUT, when it comes to laughing, Rocky gets the award. He has the most contagious laugh. It will have my entire family chuckling, even when they are angry with him. One time I found a bug in my room and I was in the living room in hysterics about how gross it was. I was literally bawling my eyes out gasping for air, while Rocky, (what a gem he is) was on the ground clutching his sides he was laughing so hard. My dad and mom couldn't help but crack a smile. This sent me into never ending sobs, which just encouraged him more.
I am the luckiest girl in the world. That is what I re-realized on my last long drive back to Thatcher. I am so blessed that my parents made the decision to have us sealed together. I want to always be with my family, and they loved us enough to make that happen. I am spoiled in every way. I have so many material things, but that not what I am talking about. I honestly would trade anything of mine for a day on the beach with just my family. My parents and siblings have a way of doing things in such a style, I can't ever say no.
I miss my family. Pamella is going to be gone for umm..... 15 more months. Then soon Rocky will be out for 2 years. But I remember that I have eternity with them, so I guess I can share.
When I think about eternity, I am reminded of particular experience. Driving to San Francesco and back for Thanksgiving one year. The car ride back was amazing! I can sleep ANYWHERE and road trips I am out. (Its quite a joke in my family.) Everyone else is not as fortunate. Pamella was stuck in the middle, Rocky (being Rocky) made himself comfortable, not really thinking of anyone else (he hits a tired spot and there is no reasoning with him.) My poor dad driving for what was almost a full day (or so it felt) and my poor poor poor mom. My mom really had no hardships on this trip, but that is only to the untrained eye. My mom has to stay up with my dad, making sure he is wake. Constantly quizzing him about his current "awareness" level. Then trying to read his mind to make sure he is comfortable. Then having to analyze every road move, correction, passing, speed limits. And on top of that she has to quiet my brother and sister down so it will be quiet and my dad can think. It is a know fact, you can only drive and think when it is quiet. Pamella starts crying, she is so tried and nobody cares. Rocky yells at her to stop moving. My mom sympathizes/yells at them both (its quite a talent when you can achieve both results at the same time). I quietly chucked and tried to dose back off to sleep. (Better to just sit this one out. I like to be invisible sometimes) And I am pretty sure my dad was pounding the gas petal into the road.
So I hope eternity doesn't require a car ride. We might not all survive. Hahaha
Driving lets me think about my experiences. Country musics helps me remember to be thankful. A long trip that takes away from home to school always brings tears.
When I combine these its a pretty explosive outcome.
I just love my family so much. I am a truly blessed girl. I think about everything my family has gone through, bad and good. And I am so thankful that it has made us so close. My mom is continually worrying about me and my brother and sister, trying to get us to be closer, making sure we are not drifting apart. While others comment on how we are so close.
My friend the other day told me her mom was her best friend. I thought about that. Is my mom my best friend?
Well no, she isn't. She is better, and closer than that. Friend isn't a very acceptable term when it comes to my mom. I tell my mom EVERYTHING! And everything I don't tell her, she uses her super mom powers to know. She also counsels me. She isn't a friend because she see the big picture with me. She always has my best interest in mind. So calling her my friend is cutting her short. I love my mom. I am pretty sure I am a momma's girl. Is there such a thing?
My dad is, well if anyone one in this world is going to be a superhero, it has to be my dad. And Rocky is such a cool superhero name. I love my dad so much. One time my family all went to Utah to move Pamella in while I stayed home (Stugo truly ruled my life). I was driving the big old HUGE dodge truck around during that time. I came home at night so tired and I was sitting in front of the house in the truck so exhausted, barely able to move. I tried to pull the key out of the key-slot thing, and it wouldn't budge. I turned the truck on and off about a zillion time. My finger was about to bleed if I tried forcing it anymore. Deep in despair I called my dad in far away Utah land. After explaining my problem (and frustration), he simply asked: "Brittany, is the truck in park?" I was in tears when I laughed SO hard and replied, "Ohhh? I guess that helps." Only my dad would know I am my mothers daughter, and ask that direct question. If I didn't have my dad to point out the obvious to me, my life would be upside down, not to mention I would spend many nights in a truck crying.
Pammy-Poo is an example to me in every way. I miss her while she is in far away Green Bay. I can't believe that she is surviving the snow. I know that she is the thief that is at fault for my missing electric blanket. When I read her letters it reminds how blessed I am. In institute I was telling Sister Spoon, the institute secretary, about my plans to get my Doctorate just like Pam did. I can't wait till Sister Black gets home. We will attend school together! I can't wait to see her every morning! She never ceases to be a bundle of joy. There is one time that she was hiding in the closet when we all thought she was at school, (long story) and when I went in to get my outfit before my school started (Pam was in high school, I was in middle school) I heard whispering and I looked at our coats and saw eyes. I screamed so loud it still, as I writing this, makes me have the "roll on the ground laughter".
Dearest Rocky. What a funny brother I have. When he walks in the kitchen and yells, "AHHHHH!" and runs and gets a wet wash cloth and throws over his face, you know to wait for a bit and not to panic. (Though, you should panic.. it just happens so often you don't). You later find out why they tell you not to press the RED button on barbeque's. (Facial hair is extinct) Or when give him a mega-phone, instead a bell after a ACL surgery. I will skip to the end of the story for you. Ends with me taking a beautiful afternoon nap while he plays the siren for about 20 minutes. When I finally drag myself out of bed to see what is so urgent, he says... "I am hungry. Can you bring me some fruit snacks?" Oh my goodness! Leave it to this boy to make the world stop so he can have 6 gummy snacks. BUT, when it comes to laughing, Rocky gets the award. He has the most contagious laugh. It will have my entire family chuckling, even when they are angry with him. One time I found a bug in my room and I was in the living room in hysterics about how gross it was. I was literally bawling my eyes out gasping for air, while Rocky, (what a gem he is) was on the ground clutching his sides he was laughing so hard. My dad and mom couldn't help but crack a smile. This sent me into never ending sobs, which just encouraged him more.
I am the luckiest girl in the world. That is what I re-realized on my last long drive back to Thatcher. I am so blessed that my parents made the decision to have us sealed together. I want to always be with my family, and they loved us enough to make that happen. I am spoiled in every way. I have so many material things, but that not what I am talking about. I honestly would trade anything of mine for a day on the beach with just my family. My parents and siblings have a way of doing things in such a style, I can't ever say no.
I miss my family. Pamella is going to be gone for umm..... 15 more months. Then soon Rocky will be out for 2 years. But I remember that I have eternity with them, so I guess I can share.
When I think about eternity, I am reminded of particular experience. Driving to San Francesco and back for Thanksgiving one year. The car ride back was amazing! I can sleep ANYWHERE and road trips I am out. (Its quite a joke in my family.) Everyone else is not as fortunate. Pamella was stuck in the middle, Rocky (being Rocky) made himself comfortable, not really thinking of anyone else (he hits a tired spot and there is no reasoning with him.) My poor dad driving for what was almost a full day (or so it felt) and my poor poor poor mom. My mom really had no hardships on this trip, but that is only to the untrained eye. My mom has to stay up with my dad, making sure he is wake. Constantly quizzing him about his current "awareness" level. Then trying to read his mind to make sure he is comfortable. Then having to analyze every road move, correction, passing, speed limits. And on top of that she has to quiet my brother and sister down so it will be quiet and my dad can think. It is a know fact, you can only drive and think when it is quiet. Pamella starts crying, she is so tried and nobody cares. Rocky yells at her to stop moving. My mom sympathizes/yells at them both (its quite a talent when you can achieve both results at the same time). I quietly chucked and tried to dose back off to sleep. (Better to just sit this one out. I like to be invisible sometimes) And I am pretty sure my dad was pounding the gas petal into the road.
So I hope eternity doesn't require a car ride. We might not all survive. Hahaha
I LOVE MY FAMILY!!!!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Isn't it interesting....
That I ONLY write when NOTHING is going on in my life, but the last 12 days SO much has happened and I have been completely absent from the blogger world.
I am very sorry. Though my dad told me I need to start updating, and THAT was worth not writing. I had no idea that he was among my 4 readers!!!!
So, I will be updating a LOT soon. (But Meigen just came over and we are adventuring over to the scrap-booking store shortly so this needs to be brief.)
Today an occurrence happened that left me feeling pretty blue. When in institute I was still feeling down, (while Meigen was laughing may I add) and one of my institute teacher asked what was wrong. After relaying the story, he asked what could be done to make me happy again? (Such a wise man thing to say. Automatically they go into "problem solving" mode.) So I picked to sing "Scattered Sun Shine" and he related the verses to me. I just am SUCH a blessed person. (That will be another post for later) I am in the right place at the right time. And it's SUCH a GREAT feeling! I love love LOVE this crazy small town!
OK, off with Meigen!!!
I will update you on my past adventures later!
LOVE,
brittany!
I am very sorry. Though my dad told me I need to start updating, and THAT was worth not writing. I had no idea that he was among my 4 readers!!!!
So, I will be updating a LOT soon. (But Meigen just came over and we are adventuring over to the scrap-booking store shortly so this needs to be brief.)
I LOVE THATCHER!
Why you ask?Today an occurrence happened that left me feeling pretty blue. When in institute I was still feeling down, (while Meigen was laughing may I add) and one of my institute teacher asked what was wrong. After relaying the story, he asked what could be done to make me happy again? (Such a wise man thing to say. Automatically they go into "problem solving" mode.) So I picked to sing "Scattered Sun Shine" and he related the verses to me. I just am SUCH a blessed person. (That will be another post for later) I am in the right place at the right time. And it's SUCH a GREAT feeling! I love love LOVE this crazy small town!
OK, off with Meigen!!!
I will update you on my past adventures later!
LOVE,
brittany!
Friday, February 6, 2009
and I see how we get the bad name...
This made me laugh so hard at work I had to close to use the restroom. LOL.
Thanks Mom for sending it to me.
(I must add that I don't drive much better, I can see myself doing some of these.)
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Death by Cactus
I didn't mean this to be rather long:
I wrote this on Tuesday, but never posted it:
I just locked Ashli (and Josh-ee-poo plus Izzy) out of the house. I was sitting on the couch next to the door listening to her pound and scream. I was thinking how clever I was when the window next to me slid open and Ashli's ginormous head looked at me! I was so scared!!! She then proceeded to yell that the only reason she was coming in was to "hurt me". Nice girl. We have a VERY close open relationship here.
Ashli and Josh-ee-poo bought frogs today. When they showed me the bag sitting up with water and the frogs in it. I knocked it to the side and started rolling it. "They are doing tricks!" Haha, Ashli like FLEW at me. Apparently I am not allowed to touch the froggys anymore. Sad. But I did name them: Shrimp and Lunch.
What else have I missed lately?
OK NOW THE CURRENT:
(Ash lost her keys and I lost my stamps, our room suffered.)
Ashli is a giant.
This weather has made my skin SO dry. Today I was laying in bed (well this morning) and I had on hand under my pillow and I slid my other hand under too, and my thumb hit me other hand's nail and hello blood. My thumb hurt so much and bleed a lot. I realized how detailed and boring this story is, BUT HELLO! Worse way to wake up.
OK, another update. Rumors are flying fast in my small town. (Which I LOVE by the way.) A girl got hit by a truck in the cross walk. OK, that is legit. Then I heard she died. (Not true) Then that evening Josh said they found a girl in the canal dead. (True) They said she was to have a shaved head and found two blocks from our apartments and an EAC student. (Kinda true.) Then another old lady died in her house the next day of "natural causes." (I am not even sure?)
So let me tell you the REAL story. The was a girl that got hit walking across the street. Anther girl was in the back of a truck in another place and flew out. The lady in canal is said to be "old" and died of natural causes, but I don't believe that, BUT Meigen says its true. And the other lady died in her house cause she was old.
ALSO, learned about endorphins in Psychology last night. Wonderful things endorphins are. Do you know how much they do for you? EVERYTHING. They make you happy, they are released when you exercise. I am always in awe of Taylor's running high. It's because she is releasing endorphins. And also it helps with pain management. It's amazing. My mom always tells me this, but just an awesome concept .
Next is my poor frog. Francesco is a direct victim of hate crimes committed by Ashli Noel Teeples. Someone needs to lock that girl up. And NOT give her Monsters. Poor Francesco, everyone just wants to hurt him. Why?
Next is Thatcher. I am afraid I am being converted into a small town girl. I love walking to the post office and waving at people who drive by. There is my new favorite ice cream place located on main street. It opens at 12pm and closes at 5pm. I love it! This small town has such weird hours. When you are driving back to school and look up only to see your institute teacher and Dean of students walking to lunch on the side of the highway, you KNOW you are in a good place. I miss my Target and Wendy's, but it's not so bad to just relax out of the cities. Makes everything much more entertaining. Plus no cable? Wow... I haven't watch TV since??? Break? Even then I am not addicted anymore. I really want everyone to visit me here! It's such a fun cute town. I love it so much.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Guess what we found?
Haha, A NEW TOY!
Figured out how to make video's on youtube! Here is the first. But it cut it in half. Sorry Chloe, we will sing a song you on a different one.!
hAhAHA! Here it is Chloe Monster! Love you!
the last minute and a half wasn't suppose to be there! DANG!
Figured out how to make video's on youtube! Here is the first. But it cut it in half. Sorry Chloe, we will sing a song you on a different one.!
hAhAHA! Here it is Chloe Monster! Love you!
the last minute and a half wasn't suppose to be there! DANG!
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