Sunday, July 22, 2007

I FINISHED HARRY POTTER 7!!!!!!!!

AND I WAS COMPLETELY RIGHT ON ALL MY ASSUMPTIONS!!!


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Saturday, July 21, 2007

MOO!
I am back! And wow.. do I have a lot to say..

Well, I'll start at the beginning.

Fourth years left a day earlier than everyone else so that we could do a project like fourth years usually do. Well, our project was.. *drumroll** .. A water slide! We built/dug a water slide. We had a blast with it and it took us all day. Then we got to go down it. We had so much fun.
So the next day, after spending the night sleeping on the hard cement since they thought it would rain and said we had to be under cover, the rest of everyone came. We got all set up. Our tents, our camps, everything. It's getting close to the time we introduce our big suprise.. and our leaders called us all together. The mountain was on fire, less than three miles away, and it was likely that soon, camp Kolob would be on fire. We had to evacuate. We ended up going to a camp up in Parawan. The difference was, no running water, no toilets, nothing-and we got there in the middle of the pitch-black night.
But it ended up being magnificent. It would take me hours to account for everything that happened on here, so I'm sorry you do not get the total coolness of my last six days..

I'm so tired. I've got to sleep.. but now I'm back so y'all comment or pm me or whatever, I've missed everyone!
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Tuesday, July 17, 2007

and she departed like a frog out of a pelican
Well guys, I'm off to camp (finally!) but I'm afraid I may come back sooner than planned. The fires around here are really bad, and they say if there is even a remote chance that the fires come anywhere near our camp site we will have to come home. Or not leave at all -_-'

But hopefully that isn't the case. If it isn't, then I'll be back Saturday night, in a mess of a spiritual high like you've never seen before.


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Saturday, July 14, 2007

I smell the sweet aroma of bread and butter pickles
Time: 5:05
Mood: It's a light one
Song: Calling all cars - Senses fail
Something I learned today: After long, strenuous hikes, be sure to stretch BEFORE conking out on the floor.

Well, I'm rather sore. Went to Zion yesterday and hiked up to Observation point. A good 7-8 miles of switchbacks! Gosh I'm tired lol. But it was fun.. I guess. The hike wasn't worth it until I got back down, looked up, and said.. Oh my freaking gosh I was up there?!? From the top you are looking down on Angels landing, for those of you who know. And I thought I was cool for climbing that one!

Ah, well, I went to see Harry Potter today. It was good. Better than the others, yet it seemed really short. They left out lots (as always :P) but that's okay. Harry is finally somewhat hott in this one^^ Nice muscles..
Anyhow, enough of my admiration of the opposite sex, how is everybody this fine day?
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Tuesday, July 10, 2007

*poke* ... *poke poke* ... I knew it. You ARE made of jello!
Time: 1:46pm

Mood: indifferent

Song: In fate's hands - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Something I learned today: Don't be overly critical when you're the one acting like a retard.

Once again, here I sit in the computer lab. You have to press twice as hard on these keys to make them work. New computer, old keyboard, what's with that?

Lessons went well. I'm glad Vicki has so much patience with me. I can really be a retard sometimes. But today.. something was different though. I mean besides me being a retard. I don't know what. I mean usually we act like two little kids with a bucket of candy when it comes to viola, but she forgot to bring her viola so it was just me playing for her. I don't do as well like that. It was probably my fault. I mean, I was being a little critical, seeing as last week she called last minute and canceled, and then this week not having her viola.. I dunno. It annoyed me a bit and I guess I didn't do too good a job hiding it.
Oh well, I'll just forget about it and next lesson everything will be all better.

Next week is Girls Camp. It's a lot of fun and I can't wait. I'm a fourth year so I get to go a day early and we do a bunch of work and stuff and then sleep out under the stars. Now that's what I look forward to.


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Sunday, July 8, 2007

*sings* I've got birds in my ears an a devil on my shoulder..
Time: 12:23am

Mood: *looks heavenward* Why must boredom take over my life?

Song: Face down - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Something I learned: .. ... ..... Weevils work for the devil. Inquire further for in-depth reasoning.


Ever have those little moments that you just have to stop and go, WTF?

I got my bird Chomper out just barely. He crawled up my shirt and onto my shoulder. I turn to give him a kiss.. and.. he smells like.. licorice. Black licorice. Weird? Maybe not, to those who do not know Chomper. The thing is.. No. Umm.. birds don't typically.. have licorice breath. Or breath at all.

I think someone has been trying to get my bird sugar-high.

Or maybe it's his way of revolting. He's terribly jealous of the babies. And the keyboard. He doesn't understand why I like "petting" it so much more than petting him.
Gosh.
Silly bird.
He's worse than a bad boyfriend.
Up the shirt, in the mouth, and gets nightmarishly jealous and won't speak to ya if you so much as look at someone else.

Okay, wow, that's not something that usually finds itself on the what-Bird-will-actually-say list.

It's true though.

That wasn't my intent when begging for a baby senegal two years ago.


Well, I finally got to see the first 6 episodes of Fruits Basket today. I loved it, but my mom sorta walked in when lil Mr. Kitty was having anger management issues. I got the you-had-better-turn-that-off-because-if-I-hear-one-more-swear-word-you're-dead look.

I just plugged the laptop back in again after she left.

Well.. I'd better get to bed. I've got church in the morning. Well, it kind of is morning. But sleep would still be nice.


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Friday, July 6, 2007

*boing*
Time: a lovely 3:45pm

Mood: hungry. I want chinese and no one will take me out *pouts*

Music: This Really Weird Song That I Don't Know The Name Of But Is By Flyleaf.

Something I learned today: I learned that by writing down something you've learned that day, it makes that day seem more worthwhile. Besides, it's nice to think that there is actually something to be learned in these boring summers. Such as.. CD's bounce. How cool is that? I betcha all knew that anyway.. but I didn't and I thought it was neat..





0.o
So, I slept in until like.. umm.. two. It was kind of nice.

My lil kitty Tantillio got a home yesterday. Sparticus is lonely now. That's okay though, because her and Margaret (my half persian, big, fat kitty) are now friends. No more hissing and loud banging noises in the night^^

I really want Chinese. There's this little place sort of by Smiths and oh my heavens, it is amazing. But my sister is off being a hermit in her room, refusing anyone's entry and my mommy is off on a side job with Jeff. *evil glare at Jeff*

Okay, well, I think I had better go feed my birds. They are starting to scream again.

Have a good day everyone:)


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Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Once upon a time there was a large sharp object flying through the air
For the life of me.. I can't figure out how to spell sneeze. Sneeze.. sneaze.. umm.. achoo?

Some words just look too strange to be right.

Anyway.. my hairspray is making me *achoo* and I didn't know it until it was in my hair *achoo* so now I'm in the computer lab.. achooing my head off. It was a feeble attempt for calming my hair anyhow.

Some days, I think I should have never bothered getting out of bed.

I certainly had enough warning signs telling me not to get out of bed this morning.

Such as Leah telling me she wasn't coming to lessons today. I should have realized right then that driving to St. George all alone with Patsy just to sit all alone in a practice room for hours before and after my lessons was a big red flag saying "NO" but.. I wanted to see Vicki. So I wake up late this morning. An hour late. No time for shower. No time for anything but feeding my baby birds and grabbing my viola. I'm still in my pajamas even. I had NO time because Patsy had a class to be to. So I stumble out the door, my bangs sticking in every which direction.. and a zit on my chin the size of Canada. Looking in the mirror this morning should have convinced me to go back to bed.
But no.
I climb in the car for the hour long drive. The sun is in my eyes the whole time. My sunglasses are in my other purse. The one on my bed.
I had snatched an energy drink from the fridge, so once I got away to the freezing practice room I gobbled it all. That was nice. I then had 45 minutes before my lesson. So I spent the whole time practicing with my eyes half closed, waiting for the caffiene to kick in. Then.. at my lesson time.. vicki calls me. She can't make it. No lessons.
That aggrivates me. That's the only reason I came today.
I go to use the restroom.
I come back..
And the cyclops (a remarkably good piano player who happens to look like he has only one eye from profile view) has stolen MY practice room. My viola is inside. And I can't get it out now.

I gave up. I'm in the lab. I'd really like to be outside. Banging my head up against the brick wall.

Oh well.

And guess what?

I have to go see a new shrink because my old one flaked out on me. I've got a nice, three hour meeting coming up, at which I will have to explain all over again what happened two freaking years ago. Happens every time.
Therapists seem to love stories they deem as near-suicidal experiences.
GAAAHHHH I WAS NOT GONNA KILL MYSELF FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!

*takes long breath*

well. This is a lovely, beautiful day. The sun is shining. The fountain is pretty and blue. The table is a pretty gray. I figure I've gotta be positive now. *glares*
Maybe things will look better in a bit. Maybe if I go back across campus to the music building the cyclops will be through. And the weird, creepy guy who was singing in the hall will be gone. I'm banking on that one.

Laters.
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Thursday, June 28, 2007

Don't it make my brown eyes blue
Time: 10:00

Mood: pensive

Song: Socco Amaretto Lime - Brand new



Don't you love it
when things
are going good
and then someone has to
lie
yell
then not say anything at all
except for complaints.

Sort of a gloom
that settles so oddly.

Ends up calling for some serious alone, emo-music, sit at think too much time. Feels good sometimes. Being like that within yourself for just a little while so you can relax and not go crazy lol.

Well, if anyone wants to add me on purevolume, I'm temporary friendless. Username's just voiceisidemyhead, as always.

Been thinking about country music a lot. So many people hate it. I guess it's just because of my background I understand. Until now, it has been the only thing I ever listened to. Now I'm wayy in love with rock and screamo and whatever the heck but I still love country. It's so.. comfortable. Predictable. Depressing. Not all of it, but a lot of the good stuff. That's why I can't let go of country, and that's what no one seems to understand. Those nights when I'm alone, the ones where my Silverstein, Hawthorne Heights, and Fall Out Boy just cut too deeply into the silence. That's when I need country. When For My Broken Heart by Reba can reduce me to tears.

Oh well, just been thinking a lot. It's summer, there's not much else to do.
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007

*sigh*
I just walked around
aimlessly
in the heat
for two and a half hours.
I think my feet hurt.

I have lessons
in a couple
of hours.
Too bad
I'm not practicing anymore
before them.
I got in
only four measly hours
this week.
There's always next.
I guess.

School starts
in 47 days.
If only I could be
moved by then.
If only
the driving back
and forth
wasn't hanging over my head.
Leah's family
is moving really soon
and they invited me
to stay with them,
but I'm scared
that mom won't let me.
I want to really badly
but it just looks
so bleak.

I'm going crazy,
I swear.
I hear my baby birds
calling for me
to feed them
but they are home,
over 60 miles away.
I actually hear them.
Must just be my mind
playing tricks on me.
I guess.

I'm really tired.
I could have slept
a whole 'nother hour
this morning, but no.
I had to sit
there and triple-barrel
my hair.
Now it is in
excessively poofy pig-tails.
I feel like a puppy dog.

Well now
isn't it odd
the things that you seem
to notice
when you're sitting
and staring at the ceiling.
THere is a large,
red
pipe above me
pumping out lovely cool air.
Never noticed the color
'til now.

Enough nonsense.
I guess.


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