Better than TV

Thanks to Bayles, I discovered a hilarious new past-time today.
It basically involves laughing at the back of a certain boy's head.
All you have to do is find where he is sitting, pray that his back is facing the window, and walk by as many times as you choose (be careful not to get caught though), and finally, laugh hysterically.
It is really fun. You should probably try it some time.

You had a birthday, shout hooray!

Cammie Rachelle Hurst



I prefer to call her Cam.

In my phone she is Princess Consuela Banana Hammock.

In hers I am Crap Bag

(First name Crap, last name Bag. If you can't remember it is like a bag of crap).

We met in 7th grade, when we had four out of seven classes together.

We were destined to hate each other, or to be best friends.

We are best friends.

Today she turned 17.

She has been looking forward to this for a while.

Mainly because she can finally give blood,

which she is doing today.

She likes Friends,

and How I Met Your Mother,

and musicals,

just like me.

Sometimes she texts me just to tell me a Canadian joke.

Sometimes we text each other for hours, with quotes from friends.

She understands my desire to put a book in the freezer.

(Mission accomplished by the way)

I vent to her.

Sometimes we get mad at each other,

sometimes we even don't like each other.

But we always get through it, and end up stronger.

One day we are going to go to Harry Potter land together.

And we are going to see Miss Saigon.

Sometimes when we hear words

that are normal to most people,

we look at each other because the exact same song came to both of our minds,

and we usually go on to sing said song, very badly.

So happy birthday Cam.

Give some blood, save some Japanese lives.

See you tomorrow.

Get ready for your present.

Friends

Usually when I watch Friends, I come to realize all of the things that I never knew I always wanted to do. Such as putting a book in my freezer.

Rachel: Joey, why is The Shining in the freezer?
Joey: I always put it in the freezer when it gets to scary. I never start reading The Shining without making sure there is plenty of room in the freezer.
...
(Talking about Little Women)
Joey: Beth is sick and Jo is there, but I don't think there is anything she can do to help.
Rachel: Do you want to put it in the freezer?
Joey: Yes.

Friends, where would we be without them.

End of term

Time for scrambling.

Happy Easter

Forget the candy

Forget the fake grass

For Easter I want this



I think that it is probably the prettiest book I have ever seen

Madi found it

And bought it

Now I shall copy her

Because I dont think I can live without it

I can't use the hadicap phone!

This weekend I went to Layton for HOSA.

Health Occupational Students of America

It is safe to say that it was a blast. Me and Cam ate Training Table, just us. Everyone else was lame and went to Denny's. Cammie told me to pick up the handicapped phone. I obviously refused. Then we took it back to our hotel and ate it, Cam spilled the dipping sauce, Erin refused to sleep there.

Medical Reading was harder than expected. We probably should have read the books better. Somehow we were not among the first six cut. Then cam the oral interview. What a joke. We spent most of the time laughing our heads off. None of us knew the questions we were asked, we all knew each others, just not our own. The judges probably thought we were airheads, granted we were cute, hilarious airheads.

I went to Target three times in one day. I bought shoes for nine bucks, and purple tights for a dollar twenty five. Haley bought little kid galoshes. I plan to buy some of my own. It is prime being able to fit into both kids and aldut sizes.

Somehow, at the awards ceremony, me, Cam, and Madi took eighth. Wow, did not see that coming. We almost peed from laughter. Cam, Lexa, Haley and Erin took third, we wont say how many teams there were. Sadie took fifth, she probably should have won. Madi took eighth in writing and seventh in the knowledge test. We will do better next year.

The bus ride home was nuts. Elbows, knees, and chins are awkward, and hilarious places to touch.

I got a really cute HOSA shirt, all of us did actually, you will see them on Monday.

All in all it was a successful weekend, if I do say so myself

Books...

Sometimes, instead of doing something productive, I go on the Barnes and Noble website and look at books, for who knows how long.

I know, that probably isn't a normal teenage activity, but I really don't care, I love it.

Something about looking at a books cover, and reading its synopsis makes me happy.

I even keep a list of all the books I plan to read. There are probably too many on there for my own good. Lately, I think I only want to read classics and non-fiction books. Something about them just catches my eye.

The bad thing? I don't have enough money to buy all the books that I feel like I need. I have a twenty five dollar gift card from Christmas that I can't bring myself to spend because I am worried that the second I spend it, I will find something new that I need. So i just let it sit in my room, dreaming of what I could do with it.

Calm Yourself.

I am stressing. Term is almost over, grades are not where they should be. I guess that is what happens when you miss school for a week due to sickness. I can assure you I will never let that happen again.

Chemistry is going to kill me, I think I understand things, but then I attempt the homework, and I come to realize that I was just kidding myself.

I failed my last math test, so I retook it, got a ninety six, so my grand total is a whopping seventy-nine. Please, try to hold your applause. Too bad tests are sixty percent of your grade. Oh well, I have faith everything will be okay.

Thursday I go to HOSA. That should be fun. Hopefully all of us will win something, so that we can party it up in California together.

I am going to California during the first week of April. Good thing it is a new term, I don't think I need anything else messing up this term.

I have to teach during the seminary assembly tomorrow. I am worried, I am not the greatest at giving talks, but it sounds pretty good, so I think I am set.

Today me, Erin, Linds, and Eliza went to the softball game, and didn't watch the game. It was fun. I think I may have SADD (Sports Attention Deficeit Disorder).

Donuts. They taste good, but they make you feel kind of gross after. But it was worth it.

I found out that Lindsey's vague post did not mean what I thought it meant... thank goodness.

Linds is going to watch him get his hard cut.

I really like He is We.

Well, I think I am done rambling now.

Possessed

My phone is quite literally possessed. I have known this for awhile, but the full realization of it came only moments ago.
For several months now, my phone has been doing strange things. It shuts off at any given moment, sometimes it is because I open or close it too hard, and other times I take it out of my pocket and it is off, with full battery power. Also it vibrates when I am not receiving a text or call. It tells me I have a new message, when in fact, the message was recorded weeks ago.
Tonight however, my phone reached new levels of creepy. It is charging itself. The battery symbol is doing the thing it does only when it is charging. Plus the screen hasn't gone off for about an hour. I am telling you, there is something living inside my phone, making it do all of these things. I am afraid that one day, whatever is inside of it will come out and smother me in my sleep. So if I die suddenly, know that it was probably my phone.

Rain



I love the rain.

It makes me so happy, I love walking in it, and feeling the water on my face.

I don't even care that it makes my hair look like a mess.

It is worth it.

I love that rainbows come after rain.

It's kind of symbolic.

Rain is like your troubles, but if you wait them out, a rainbow is always waiting for you.

I love the smell of rain.

It is fresh and wonderful.

I love how it makes the grass and the sidewalks smell.

I love rain.

I may have a problem

Sometimes I blog stalk for hours on end, I can't seem to help myself. I have this urge to know everything about a person's life that they are willing to share, even if I have never met these people in my life.
I don't know what it is, but getting to know people from their blogs holds a certain appeal to me. It probably shouldn't, but it does.
Sometimes at school I find myself passing people in the halls, people who have no clue who I am, and that I have never spoken to in my life, and I wondering if they ever resolved this or that problem. I feeel extremely creepy when this happens, but when it comes down to it, I really don't care.
I will go on learning things about people, and caring about these things. I will go on hoping that they have written something new. I will go on blog stalking.

Back to the good ole days

The best part of babysitting is getting to watch little kid movies without feeling the slightest bit strange.
In the past two days I have watched, Tarzan, Barbie: Mermaidia, A Cinderella Story, Swan Princess, and Anastasia.
You could say that my weekend has been a success.

Check

• Take the ACT
• Register for classes
• Wear the exact same outfit as Brooke, accidentally of course
• Make a sign with Linds' face on it
• Drink a delicious smoothie
• Litsten in on Erins phone conversation with her father, don't worry the cops were on the way to her house
• Set up for the science fair and get extra credit
• Free pancakes
• Biggest Loser-Lindsey is going to be on TV