I love it

Is it bad that I get so much pleasure from people telling me things about other people? Things that are, in all reality, none of my business?

What did you just say?

If I had to pick the funniest quote from this weekend, it would have to be between these two...
"Your mom is sick for having child-birthed you!" -Madison Markle
or
"You always put your feet on the awkwardest part of my bodies." -Me.

Someday...

Someday I will go to New York

and see this

and this



and probaly this

I will probably also want to see all the ones that are there.

Sadly I am not rich.

I really love musicals.

That's my girl.

This is Kali.

She is eight, and my sister.

As the picture clearly shows, she can be a bit sassy.

Today,

when she was walking home from school,

a boy took her friends backpack.

Now, being a good friend,

she felt it was her duty to stick up for her friend.

She called him a bunch of names,

like fat and mean and ugly.

She also told him

that if she wasn't Mormon,

she would call him

the "B" word.

Good ole' Kali.

Got to lover her.

Rules of dating.

Not only is the bachelor entertaining, it is also highly educational. I have learned many things about dating, and life in general from the many hours spent watching the bachelor/bachelorette, and I am willing to pass down that knowledge right here.

1. At one point in your life, you will have twenty five gorgeous men vying for your attention an love.
2. You can fall in love with a person in about an hour.
3. Group dates do not consist of several couples, they consist of one woman with up to ten guys.
4. Almost every date you go on, should involve a helicopter, because let's face it, the normal modes of transportation just don't cut it when you are falling in love.
5. The dates can never be simple. The more extravegant the better. It is not an uncommon thing to have a private carnival for only you and your date.
6. You only need three things in your wardrobe. Sweats, swim suits (the more revealing the better), and any number of fancy dresses that will make you feel like a princess.
7. Drama is a common thing. It is not out of the ordinary to see a cat fight, in fact, it is encouraged.
8. Kissing means nothing. You can just do it as much as you want, and if you don't like them, just give them a kiss and send them on their way.
9. Kissing solves everything. If there is ever an awkward or silent moment, fill it with a kiss. It makes everything better.
10. Interupting. You can do it all you want, just know that one day it will come back to bite you in the butt.
11. Giving roses out roses is a must. If you had a good date, thank them with a rose, they will really like it. (If you are a girl giving roses to a guy, practice pinning those suckers to a shirt)
12. Crying and making a scene are sure ways to get attention. It is a high risk, high reward behavior. Sometimes it works in your favor, other times, it scare the person away, and you look like a fool.
13. When you finally have it narrowed down between two people, and you are about to propose to one, and dump the other, tears will definitely come. Let them out. And if you cry over a balcony of some sort, not only will you feel better, but the cameras love it.
14. Cameras are everywhere. It is impossible to have a conversation or a kiss without one being there to capture the entire thing.
15. You will be really happy for a few months after proposing and getting engaged, but more than likely it will end. Prepare yourself for that day.

If you keep all the things in this list in mind as you are dating, you will go far.

It could only happen to me.

Last night, I accidentally cut myself. Not on any of the things you could normally give yourself a cut with. It wasn't a knife or a piece of paper, it was a string, and not even a string really. More like a tiny piece of thread. I am that talented.
P.S. I am so grateful for my brother Kason. He can make me smile and laugh, even when I may not feel like doing those things. Being with him almost always brightens my mood, and makes me a happier person. So thank you Kason for your stories, even if they are a little twisted for a three year old.

Let's just say...

Let's just say I haven't had the best week.
Let's just say I have cried more than usual.
Let's just say I really need to talk to someone, but i don't know who.
Let's just say I have done a  lot of thinking.
Let's just say I have watched more movies than I can count.
Let's just say I have spent a lot of time alone.
Let's just say I Christ has helped me feel better.
Let's just say I am ready for a new week.
Let's just say I hope things will be better.

Just call me Anti-social

My plans this weekend? Nothing. It's not that i dont think I will be asked to do anything. No. Nothing is really more of a choice. Right now, most people kind of bother me. I don't know why, and I don't know how long this phase is going to last, but while it does, I would much rather be around the fictional characters that live in books, and on the tv screen, than any on the real life characters I know.
Now don't take this the wrong way. I pretty much love all the people I know. I just don't want to be around anyone for at least a day or two. Talk to me next week, and maybe I will feel different, but for now, I will just stick with anti-sociality.

Sorry Eunice, you got it wrong.

I hope you have all seen the movie She's the Man. If not, you probably live in a cave and need to get a life. Well, in the movie, Eunice says that soccer is the world's favorite sport. That is FALSE. As I discovered tonight, wrestling is actually the world's favorite sport, or at least it should be.
It was my very first time, me and Haley pretended to be Mia Maids, which we already act like, so it wasn't really a stretch. We sat in the stands and proceeded to watch all of JV. Don't worry, we cheered for Ty like it was nobody's business. We creamed them by the way. It was like 60 to 6, maybe even more.
Then we decided that we had to stay for at least some of varsity, even though it would mean being late to our own young women's activity. It was worth it. One kid from PG took down a knight in like two seconds flat. He just picked him up and threw him on the floor, like he didn't weigh more than a small child. He is my hero.
So basically me and Haley are obsessed with wrestling now, and we plan to go to pretty much every meet from here on out.
If you have never been to one, go.

ACT prep

We are supposed to be learning math in the prep class, which we kinda do. But mostly we just laugh at KP's sweaty lip, well that and some other things, but mostly we just laugh. And then we are told to shut up. It is like being back in algebra 2 again.
Oh, and tonight I am going to my first wrestling meet, with Haley Madison. It is safe to say I am totally stoked. Most of my friends think I am crazy for wanting to go so badly, but I promise, I am perfectly sane. It will be legend...wait for it...dary.

That special time.

Today in seminary we talked about periods. It was obviously hilarious. Enough said.

A letter to a friend

Dear Cam,
If you were to come back from Mexico, here are somethings you would probably find out:

1. Erin sits next to Tyler in seminary.
2. You are in Fossum's class.
3. I am in Whimpey's, with guess who? Mckay. So once again,  you are all alone. I'm sorry, I was praying for you.
4. The girl that we asked about non-cystic fibrosis, the one who's blog you told me you kinda stalk, and that I now read, is in my seminary class too. And I felt a little creepy, but I kinda liked it.
5. El Diablo is still here, as terrible as ever.
6. The HOSA fees are due Friday. Me and Mad are going to talk to him to find out if he will let you pay once you get back, because you have to go.
7. We are already planning on going to the space center again. Probably in two weeks. You can be head of security if you want.
8. It snowed.
9. I bought Lets go to the mall on itunes, and I listen to it more than i should.
10. There is no longer a need for our intervention for Haley. She has moved up, she could still probably go more, but small steps. I am kind of disappointed, I was looking forward to it.

So there are some things. I really wish  you would come back, because when I have an even slightly mean thought, you are really the only one I can say it out loud too, everyone else looks at me like I am a terrible person. But I know that you get it. So hurry home, because I want my present.
Love,
Your Besty,
Me.

I cried me a river.

Last night I spent a good hour and a half bawling my eyes out. Not because anything tragic and terrible happened to me. No, I cried because of a book.
Now I have only cried in one movie, in my entire life. Charly, and come on, who doesn't cry in that. I have cried in a few books before, but not many. I prefer to save my tears for things that actually happen to me, no matter how stupid those things may be.
I had no control over my tear ducts when I was reading this book. It is called Angela's Ashes, and during the chapter I read last night, there was a death every few pages. And these deaths were worse then just normal deaths, they were the deaths of young children. That fact alone is enough to send me into a frenzy of tears from which i cannot return. Anything involving the pain and hardships of little children can do that too me. It probably stems from the fact that I have younger brothers and sisters, so whenever I see sad things happening to annonymous children, in my mind, I see it happening to them, which is way to much to handle.
Reading that chapter, and the whole book for that matter, compounded all the things I am thankful for. I am so grateful that I didn't grow up in a time and place where deaths were common, and unemployment was abounding. I am grateful that I have parents who would do anything for me and my siblings, and that I have the gospel of Christ in my life.
If you are ever feeling down and depressed about your life, please read Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt, it will make you realize how good you really have it.

I may have a problem...

It is time for me to admit is, I am addicted, to reality television. I know, it is so stupid, and has nothing to do with actual reality, but I am hooked, and I am not ashamed.
My biggest addiction at the moment is probably the bachelor. Something about seeing twenty or so desperate females, falling over themselves to get the attention of one awkward, good looking male, makes me happy. It is pathetic, and I find it so sad that I can get so much entertainment out of seeing people make such fools of themselvt\es.
I hope that Utah's very own Michelle Money wins. Not because I like her, but because she is psychotic, and therefore everything a contestant on the bachelor should be. Let's face it, without the Michelles of the world, the show really wouldnt be worth watching.
.

If you don't watch this show, you really should. There is no better way to spend two hours of your Monday night. Trust me, you will not regret it.

I have a dream...

We all know that Martin Luther King, Jr. had a dream, to make the world equal. to give everyone the same fundamental rights. Not only did he accomplish this, but he also was awarded a holiday named after him. Not just any holiday, a monday holiday, which means no school. I think I can speak for every teenager, when I say thank you, we really needed a break. So enjoy having no school today, because it starts back up tomorrow.

Let's talk about gratitude.

The common thing throughout church this morning was gratitude so I decided that I should say what I am grateful for.
I am grateful for:

• My Heavenly Father, and His son Jesus Christ
• The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
• President Thomas S. Monson, and the other General Authorities
• My amazing YW leaders, especially Nancy Kelley and Emily Dunford
• The scriptures
• My family
• Good friends
• Books, especially when they are new, and all mine
• The smell of the laundry detergent isles
• The space center
• 4.0
• That a new sememster is starting
• Cookie dough, cookie dough ice cream, cookie dough cupcakes, cookie dough anything
• Kason's high squeaky voice
• Kole's "shluffy" hair
• My home
• Jeans
• Cosco socks
• My worn down Wal-mart shoes
• Little Beehives
• My testimony
• The fact that I live in Utah
• Baggy sweatshirt, and hoodless sweaters
• My dad's three jobs
• Heaters in the winter
• Air conditioning in summer
• The mountains
• How I Met Your Mother
• Entertaining reality TV shows
• Musicals

There are so many more things that I am thankful for, but I don't think there is enough room to write them all, so for now, this list will have to do.

I felt like a five-year-old

Today I made a blog. But before that, I went to a place that brought me back to my younger, simpler years. Today, I went to the space center, at Central Elementary. It was Sadie's birthday a few weeks ago, and being her brillant self, she decided to have her party at the space center. It was wonderful. We were the oldest people there by at least four or five years, but did we feel weird about that? No. 
The kid in charge of our mission, was our age, went to our school, and had been in some of our classes. But did he treat us like the sixteen and seventeen year olds we are? No, no he did not. He made us all go to the bathroom, and made a point of telling us to wash our hands. The whole time I am feeling extremely wierd that a boy my own age is instructing me to go potty. I am a big girl, I know when my bladder needs relieving, and I don't appreciate being told when to go.
Then, he had us line up against a wall. Can you get more elementary than that?
Finally it was time. It was time to enter into space. I was communications. I talked with other ships, and intercepted alien messages. Without me, and the important information I collected, we probably would have died. When the aliens tried to come aboard our ship, we started screaming so loud, I am suprised no one called 911. I bet the people running the mission got a kick out of us. Eight teenage girls acting like five year olds who just got their toy taken away.
So all in all, it was probably the funnest day I have had in a long time, and plans have already been made to go again. The space center had better prepare.