Showing posts with label life is so great. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life is so great. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

"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.

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

call 1-555-mystico and prepare to be amazed



Life undocumented:
I finished summer school.
went to st. george twice, once with the bff's and once with the aunts.
found a new favorite band
nancy drew
nancy drew
nancy drew

Monday, July 1, 2013

I had two really weird dreams last night



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

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

harry potter in the everyday life...

once i was thinking about all of the things i would make horcruxes out of, and i ended up sounding a lot like voldemort.
example one: my first horcrux would be my anatomy lab manual.




















I'm pretty sure this book already houses half of my soul. this is not a drill.

example two: my arrow ring i bought to celebrate my being top in my anatomy class.




















just look at that beauty. i would of shown it on my finger except for the fact that my finger fat is very dominant. i have fat fingers. unbelievably fat fingers.

example three: my sister bonder necklace i have with janna that we bought with the cents in dad's car.





















i still wear it everyday. it's important to remember where you came from.

example four: my dearest pigwidegeon. it's only fitting that he would be a horcrux, one because i don't think i will ever love a fish as much as i loved him, and two because he was named from harry potter.




















he still will forever hold my heart .

this is where things got a little creepy. i was comparing my horcruxes to voldemorts, and i realized that out of his seven, four of mine were similar. my anatomy lab manual, his journal. my ring, the resurrection stone in the form of a ring. my necklace, slytherins locket, my pet fish, his pet snake.
at this point i just decided to continue with this theme.

horcrux number five: my p.g. baseball hat. it's no secret i never do my hair, and i wear this hat very often. i love it. i also love sandwiches.




















similar to ravenclaw's lost diadem.

horcrux six: my owl cup i bought for fifty cents at a garage sale.




















seriously, hufflepuff's cup right there.

me and voldy could defiantly be best friends. although i would probably have four more horcruxes.

my favorite t-shirt. i have neve had such soft fabric on my body.
my cactus. just look how cute it is.
my dream catcher. i love that fat indian.
my kite. seriously the best present i have ever received.

i was just thinking about how harry's death was going to be made into the seventh horcrux, but instead he became the seventh horcrux, what do you think the object voldemorts soul was going to be housed in? just thought about that. just now. 
have a good day. 

Saturday, March 2, 2013

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

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. 


Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Humble pie? oh. I ate it instead.

Every once and a while I need a reminder that i'm awesome. 
This is the best one of my entire life. 
Top of my anatomy class? 
I'll take that, and i'll brag about it. 

Also, i'm procrastinating my english paper. 
I don't want to smoke everyone. 




Tuesday, February 5, 2013

I'm thankfulf for my dip's mip's and pip's


welcome to anatomy where you are forced to face your fears. 
fear number 1: scaring people away because you smell like a dead body. 
fear number 2: eyes in general. i see cadavers eyes all the time. i even saw someone touch one without passing out. (I will never touch it. not even if you gave me all the money in the world.)
fear number 3: taking a class that will take all of your time. (i'm even studying when i watch the bachelor. sad time's when your guilty pleasure show gets taken over by school.)

did this post even makes sense?
no? 
cool. 
anatomy rocks my socks and closed toed shoes. 
we have to wear closed toed shoes because my teacher doesn't want cadaver remains to get on our little toes. thats cool. i don't like my shoes anyways. 

Saturday, January 5, 2013

classy girls don't kiss in bars you fool



you all have no idea how grateful I am for my sisters. 
they are seriously the best friends ever.