you should have just given me the lip touch!

we believe in sleeping in tents, when there is a perfectly good trailor ready to accomidate all of our sleeping habits.
we believe in going to lakes and stealing tubes from young boys.
we believe in jumping out of said lake as fast as possible when a leach is found attatched to your leg.
we believe in riding on the back of coltons truck, and getting extremly dusty.
we believe in showering in water spigots.
we believe in sleeping for hours.
we believe in playing mafia and virus with a string of anoying children.
we believe in singing songs around a campfire, very loudly.
we believe in sitting in the smoke.
we believe in not having a phone for a few days.
we believe in ducks in smart water.
we believe in camping.
me and haley. thats who believes.

happy fathers day papy!

i love you!

sometimes i watch this movie eryday.

                                                                    you know it bro.

marty mcfly:

i think you're a hot fox.
:)

i have no one. not one single person i know can play right now.
what is the world coming to?
so...
dear anyone.
do you have $2.50 in change?
do you have a few minutes to spare?
well, how about going with me to subway!
it will be magical.
love cammie.

dude, i love you,
not in a weird way,
in a brilliant way!

she wasn't even talking to me,
i was totally evesdroping!



i hope that i get brother neilson for seminary next year.
what a funny funny man.

i think that some people have a very strange idea of who i am.
they think that i am this very brave person who can do anything, who isn't scared of anything.
but the truth is, lots of things scare me. i sometimes cry about random unimportant things. sometimesi wish i could be the brave one. sure, i can do things that no one else will, but somethings i cant.

hi, my name is cammie rachelle,
i am addicted to rings, i love sunburns, sometimes i litter.
i akwardly stalk people sometimes, and i love my friends.
i get weirdly attatched to peices of clothing that aren't mine, and i cant throw things away.
i would sing along with the radio, but i'm to worried about what people will think about me.
i enjoy reading blogs that belong to people i don't know.
the first time i went on space mountian i was terrified.
i hate change. i hate drama.
sometimes i take things personal.  it takes me awhile to forgive.
i have recently gotten into the habit of popping my knuckles because i think its cool.
i am slightly predjudice againts mexicans.
i love my book of mormon. it knows it.
i like to see chris and colton when i drive.
every time i see a motercycle i look for him.
when i'm nervous i bite the inside of my lip, and my hands sweat soo much. they are the sweatiest part of my body.
i feel to little to be driving. i never text and drive.
i like to color in coloring books.
i feel sad when i think about things that i've ruined.
i did one thing that scared me already this week.
i dont know if i can handle doing another thing.

sometimes i'm really bored and want nothing more than to play with someone.
sometimes i'm scared of getting lost to an act prep class. and i'm sad that it's on tuesday, because then i miss summer seminary, and kidnaping abby.
sometimes i go to the pool with some people, but it ends up being akward, so i hang out with lacey instead.
sometimes i see the kid i thought i would never have to see again all summer at the pool.
sometimes i get a little rosey from the sun.
sometimes erin gets on my facebook and talks to people and makes them feel akward.
sometimes summer days are the best ones.

shoes? unnessisary
popsicles? heavenly
harry potter? beautiful
pool? where all the cool kids hang
facebook? over rated
phone? no comment
summer? finally

me: hey trever, how're you doing?
trever: good, how're you doing?
me: good, how're you doing?
trever: what? oh, good, how're you doing?
me: good, how're you doing?
trever: good, how're you doing?
me: good. (long pause.) bye!



me: hey hottie,
cambree: i not hottie i cambree!


ian: i have a best friend. his name is josh. me and him are studs.



kylie: do you feel how warm it is out here? we should go swiming!



allie: ew, i stepped on a grape!
allie walks inside.
me sam and janna all stare at smashed grape.
me: i kind of want to step on a grape.
sam: me too.
janna: me too.
we all step on a grape.
sam: dont step on a noodle, the're squishy!
me: ew, they are squishy!

dear anyone.
please buy me the cd buisness as usuall by men at work, because i would buy it, but the only money i have is for gas.
i might be in love.

side effects of staying up all night:
-you are like the walking dead.
-mini golf turns into a ten minute game. if you dont get a hole in one, just pick it up and say you did.
-shopping, not good.
-you eat nothing. all day. i guess if you were trying to lose weight that would be okay.
-"i'm mowing the water" makes perfect sense to you.
-you sleep straight for 13 hours, but are still tired.

guilty pleasure of the day: rings

favorite person of the day: amberly

question of the day: how did mermaid girl go to the bathroom?

time- 3:00
place- maceys
amount of money spent- $18.32
items purchesed- marshmellows, gummi worms, goldfish, chocolate, starbursts, 3 sippi straws, 1 2 liter dr. peper, 1 2 liter mountian dew, chocolate chips.
goal- all nighter.
goal- acomplished.




i stayed up all night last night.
i didn't get a wink of sleep.
its a miricle i'm still standing.
spanish suffocates fires.


humorous tidbits from my all nighter.
-he just smiled and gave me a vegimite sandwich
-your face is a fallacie
-this is what it would be like if i was your boyfriend
-it's your mom
-my face hurts
-kendall has chubby apendages
-you jerk... off
-watch out for my foot
-her legs are longer then her arms
-was that cool or what? i think she's kind of weird.
-stop talking kendall celeste parker
-your ponytail is just so pullable
-you're an old blind fart, with chubby apendages
-just drink the dew
-kendall has fat on her back
-me and kendall sleep sing together
-stop saying things like that
-well, maybe i have to go frequently
-stupalicous
-just lay on your pillow
-gues what i just thought! what? i cant remember
-it was like you were being attacked
-thats classic
-thats offensive. thats the point
-my face is ugly. like yours


i'm sorry to all of those i awakened while i was belting out shania twain and backstreet boys.
you never know whats going to happen when you get three best friends together with a bunch of caffine.

i hate it when you're on facebook, and you really want to add someone, but your scared to.

i hate when you add someone when they are on facebook, and two seconds after you've added them, they accept your friend request.

i hate it when creepers add you on facebook.

my finger is permanently stained green.

i like red nail polish.

today i tanned.
i have a line.

i have a pool pass.

i sort of hate the dentist.
but i like the feeling of having clean teeth.
i cant decide about that.

i was suprised about how much i like fish tacos.

i wish i had a camera.

i love my leather braclet.

bubbles are fun for all ages.

i'm not sure what i'm going to do today.

i'm playing with lindsey.
i'm excited.

tomorrow i'm going to a party.
i have a feeling its going to be slightly akward.

i have no self control.

best dream.
ever.

my bubble sword/lightsaber's name is mahonri.
it is pink.
i love it.
but at the moment the bubbles are broken.
it was two dollars at walmart.
best two dollars haley ever spent on me.

i think titles are for losers.
mostly because i can never think of anything clever.
maybe someday.

i cleaned my room today.
but it's messy again.

i like the at&t comercial about the train.
if you don't know what i'm talking about, to bad, because thats the only way i know how to describe it.

i'm so overly glad that it's summer.
more glad about that then anything else.

today haley called him fat.
haha.
i laughed.
really hard.
i'm actually still laughing about that.

i listen to justin beber and backstreet boys with kendall.
and we sing aida on my bed, and haley rolls her eyes.

we've started our summer to do list.
its official.
i'm doing the fudruckers challenge.

jeffrey's friends are reasty.
i was looking in his yearbook, and there are some pretty scandalis things written in there.
my favorite was
-hi jeffrey,
 this is (girl shall remain unknown.) i love you,
and i know that when we are together we will make beautiful babies.

haha. i'm pretty sure mckay wrote it, not a real girl.
i like that kid.

in my year book, the favorite thing written was by chris esquivel.
i'm not really sure what it says.
i cant read it.
it's just a bunch of nonsense.
thats chris for you.

today i'm going to eat fish taco's.
i'm not sure how i feel about that.
i think i'm kind of excited.

all i've done so far today is watch harry potter clips.
i know.
pathetic.
i really want to watch harry potter.
more than anything in my life.