Chronic Grumpy Face

I have a new best friend and it's a fish. The sad thing is, that's not weird for me.

There have been fresh flowers in my house constantly ever since I moved back home and I have never been happier.

Conjunctions are my favorite words. Look it up.

Summerschoolsummerschoolsummerschool

Homemade art is the best art. #artattack

Is it cheesy to use hashtags in a blog post?

My fish always looks grumpy. Thats actually why I bought him. I was going to buy a red beta because I had blue rocks at my house and I didn't want my fish to blend in, but as soon as I saw that ratchet blue fish swimming around with a grumpy look on his face, I knew I had to buy him. 

I wanna be your left hand man

Fish

Popsicles

Movie's 

Scandal

ULA

Snow cones

Paper lanterns

Nancy Drew

Balloons

ID badges

Carlyle vs. Mill

Vance Joy

Morning Shows

Letters 

Saltwater sandals

Rings

Old Navy

Flannel

It's been a long time since i've posted a happy list.

This month was in no way one of my favorite months. I tend to favor June in the summer month department, but May didn't suck as bad as I was anticipating, so that's good. 

P.S. 

Go and check out Riptide by Vance Joy. I'm addicted.

The re-return: also known as the last ditch effort to revive my blog

Here are some things: 

My awesome sauce sister Janna re-did my blog to holler at it's cute-nesss.

I have short hair now. I cut it on a whim and I love it. 

I also have about a bajillion hot pictures of myself that my wonderful sister Amberly took of me so stay tuned for that wonderful piece of vanity.

I've neglected this blog for far to long

This is not for lack of trying. If you guys could see the number of drafts I have, you might think i'm crazy. That's because I really probably am. 

I'm Cammie,
And I pledge to use this patch of internet to avoid responsibility and cure insomnia.
Cheers to a great summer.

There was a whole month that just flew by really fast.

what is it about november that is so hard to document?

got to got to got to catch my breath

This video guys>>>>> Life is getting real.

"The towns were paper but the memories were not"

^^ I am determined to decorate. No more grandma's living in our house

^^ Master chef junior makes me go crazy. Homemade pasta anyone?

^^ School? I'd rather make movies but if I have to study i'm going to use sticky notes.

^^ I love having a good set of visitors. And sometimes we become terrifying in an attempt to be beautiful. 

^^ I literally ate crepes for two weeks in a row earlier this month. And downtown St. George is my favorite place. 

^^ Trips to the temple with the best friends and collecting evidence of "fall"

^^ Beaver chair and doctors visits.

^^ I've literally become a hippie. 

^^ Pomegranates for free and oreos. We always win halloween. 

^^ I've officially become a flower snatcher and air mail from Taiwan.

^^ Spent saturday morning at the homecoming parade before I curled up on the couch and vowed never to leave again until my body quit killing me. (p-town kids. It's the worst place).

^^ I'm going to become an english teacher and make high school kids read John Green books until they cry, and cookies, duh. 

I like october kids. Its always a good time.

Hey-o it's awktober again.

-I really like october guys. It is probably my third favorite month. Second being june and first being March. Obviously. 

-Everyday I walk across the cross walk at least three times and every time these yellow flowers just mocked me, sitting there all pretty, so one night I snatched them up and now they are on my kitchen table. Day=brightened. 

-Our apartment is seriously so drab. I'm making serious efforts to spruce it up (the flowers being one of them). 

-The other day I was sitting innocently in class when this kid ran smack into my hair. It's because it was in a bun and that bun takes up the entire row. I have a lot of hair. Raise your hand if you think I should chop it...

-I've ran into two things this week alone. I somehow managed to smack my face against our thermostat which resulted in a bruise on one side of my nose and a goose-egg type bump on the other. I also ran into a parked car. I even saw it there, I wasn't distracted at all. 

-I eat crepes a lot. I literally made crepes five days straight last week. Comfort food. 

-I get into random fits of domesticity and the other day resulted in homemade pasta. It was because those little babies on master chef junior were making it and I will not loose to them. It was pretty good except for the fact that it was a little thick and I just have issues with noodles. 

-The lady at mongolian barbecue knows my name. It's cool and I get tons of free fortune cookies.

-My new favorite thing to say is hey-o. I don't know where it came from, but it's staying. 

-I also have gotten into the habit of saying, "I do what I can with what I got" personal mantra right therr. 

-Three cheers for the first post in months that isn't just a video. 

-Speaking of video's, I took my computer to class the other day and edited the whole time. Yes. I'm that kid. Expect semi-great things from the september video. 

summer school blows

after taking all the finals in the world, I took a break and threw this video together.
It's a stress reliever. And this is a solid attempt to stop making twenty minute long videos. It probably wont happen, but still.
happy camping.

I had two really weird dreams last night

you know, june was a great month.
watch this and know you're awesome.

tickle me green i'm too naive.

good things are happening over here. 

and I know june isn't over just yet, but I was just itching to start this video. 

this is my happy place.

I had something to blog about, but I forgot what it was.

I went to the airport today.
I long to fly somewhere again,
although I hate flying.

Missionary mail is the best mail.

Actually all mail is the best mail.

Mail is awes sauce.

It's going to be another one of those posts.

the ones that have no rhythm or reason.

welcome back old friend.

It's summer guys.

so i stay up way to late playing nancy drew although i am 19.

I will never be to old for nancy. she's my homegirl.

a lot of my favorite scriptures are in isaiah.

he's so cool you guys. 

i can't wait till i get up to heaven and i can shake his hand and say, "Hey, thanks for writing scriptures that mean something different every time i read them."

I got a ring out of a kinder egg today.

it has a stamp of a polar bear foot inside it. 

i've beens stamping everything i can get my hands on. i'm probably 6.

do my sentences seem choppy to you?

oh well. 

deal  with it. 

lame lame. i have nothing to write about.

and yet there are about a bazilion more drafts in my posts area then there ever has been before.

maybe i'll open this up to questions. 

ask away. 

be anonymous if you like. 

i prefer it that way probably. 

also, i really love this picture. 

i found it the other day and framed it. 

life is awesome. 

EFY is over.

college is real cool.

i'll miss it, but i'm so glad to be home right now. 

time has started to move to quickly.

expecto patronum v.2

I would think of the time I called you, and sat outside on the benches in front of my building and talked to you for hours.
I would think of the time we "studied" outside.
I would think of the time I completed the last math homework assignment i'll ever have to do.
I would think of the time we sat in my room and just talked about life.
I would think about the first time you ever went laser tagging.
I would think about the time we went to walmart, and I was in my pajamas, but you didn't care.
I would think about all of the times you drove around campus listening to my favorite music until I was tired enough to fall asleep.
I would think about the first time you put your arm around me.
I would think about the night we spent talking in my room because we hadn't seen each other for months.
I would think of the time I woke you up because I had a bad dream.
I would think of the time we watched the last two seasons of chuck together.
I would think of the time you shared your testimony with me, and I cried.
I would think about all of the prayers i've ever muttered in anger, and your patience with me.
I would think of the time we went to JCW's and talked about growing up, and how it isn't as scary as it seems.
I would think about the time you gave me a blessing.
I would think about the time we watched perks of being a wallflower twice in a row.
I would think about the time we drove to cedar, and spent the day in your city.
I would think of all of the blessings i've been showered with.
I would think of that song.
I would think about the time you stayed up with me almost all night because I wasn't tired, and I had so much to talk about.
I would think about the time you took me to denny's because I was frustrated.
I would think of our friendship rings.
I would think about how excited I was to give you christmas.
I would think about that dream.
I would think about the time we had a sleep over and crochet in the bathroom to hide from my stalker.
I would think of being top in my class.
I would think about the stars at dixie rock.
I would think about all the lesson's i've learned in the past two years, even the hard ones. Especially the hard ones.

volume one here.

carrot cauliflower and a dingoberry.

Time you enjoy wasting, is not wasted. 

It's waking up when sara gets home from dance.

It's reading in Isaiah and having no clue what's happening. 

It's wasting sticky notes on funny sayings.
It's laughing at nothing, and plans to start a cupcake truck.

It's talking to all three of my siblings on the same day.

It's celebrating the people I love, and their birth.
It's hunting for lizards.
It's long weekends and good music. 

It's texting him nonsense. 

It's wearing stolen socks for good luck.

It's instagram stalking instead of doing homework.

It's eating fruit snacks that are soft as jelly.

It's holding cuddly babies.
It's lego star wars and Bang.

It's throwing a perfect cylinder.

It's never having to throw another cylinder. 

It's notecards and highlighters. 

It's the vitamin D in the air.

It's my skin a little tanner. 

It's fresh laundry. 

It's honolulu grill, and hotel transylvania.
It's hiding on the floor during an "earthquake."
It's life, and it's so good. 

guilty pleasures

we all have those guilty pleasures that we never want to share with people.

well here's mine.

the avett brothers. mumford and sons. fleet foxes.

you guys, i love folk music. theres something about the banjo that soothes my soul. winston marshall changed my love of that underrated instrument forever.
here are just a couple of songs that i always have on repeat.



enjoy the peace that comes with music that actually makes sense.
i also like them for their facial hair.

awktober in st. george

Our bathroom smells like pumpkin pie, and my scriptures have been seeing a lot of use lately.

marcus mumford and ender wiggin stole all my free time. I haven't been able to put ender's game down for a while. why has no one told me how good of a book it is until now? 

kids meals with twisty straws yo. and free squash to replace pumpkins. we're poor.

i started a new trend. it's called "i'm cold, and also to lazy to take off my button up. This doesn't look stupid right?" It's also really pretty down here right now. 

I have a nasty cold. 

kendall, your sweater was misbehaving, so i took it apart. i hope thats ok with you.

and a pine cone, because leaves don't fall in st. george, and i needed another picture. 

this tune is called pump your blood.

my biology teacher taught us this song in tenth grade. 

as we were learning about the heart in human phys, i started singing it to myself.

i still know all the words.

gotta love happy days. 

remember when i met Tia and Tamera? 

well, it turns out i made it onto TV!

man, i look good. 

what are men compared to mountains and hills?

I've been reading nothing but Jane Austen,

listening to nothing but mumford and sons, 

watching nothing but Shakespeare,

and it shows. 

my mind brain has started speaking in a british accent.