A Rather Pointless Adventure

So, I am going to enter into the servitude of Utah's most successful theme park. Woot. 


Today was supposed to be my first training. I came all the way down from Logan, rode the bus all the way to Farmington (this creepy pre-adolescent kid stared at me the ENTIRE ride), I walk into Lagoon and I swear I only saw three people the entire time I was in there. It was so weird! I felt indecent, like Lagoon was naked or something. But, I went to the Log Flume ride where I was supposed to do my training, waited for ten minutes, and the only living thing that showed up was a goose. It saw me, honked like I kicked it, and ran away. Apparently I have Psychic-goose-torturing-powers. That will come in handy someday.....maybe. 


So I called up my advisor person, told her I was patiently waiting to be trained, and she told me that my shift today had been cancelled. Yup. I missed class, suffered through a torturous bus ride, ESP-pissed off a goose, for nothing. 


Grrr...

Why I Hate Being A Girl...Other Than The Obvious Reasons

Sorry it's been a couple days, this week has been crazy.


First of all, TOM is visiting. I hate TOM. He makes me very stressed and moody and pathetic and one of those I-Don't-Want-To-Do-Anything-With-My-Life-Except-Sit-In-My-Pajamas-And-Eat-Ice-Cream-While-I-Watch-Reruns-Of -Extreme-Make-Over-Home-Edition-And-Cry people. It's horrible. Unfortunately, I have a life that I have to live, so I can't do this as often as my hormonal body wants to. I did a good job of sucking it up and kicking my butt into gear, I had classes to study for and homework to do, but last night everything just kind of fell apart. I watched 127 Hours, which was a big mistake. It was good and everything, and James Franco is HAWT, but it was so nerve-racking and depressing! He's trapped with his arm under a boulder and he knows he's going to die. Watching him say goodbye to his parents, tell his sister he's sorry he won't be at her wedding, and think about all the things he should have done with his life made me so sad. Plus, he had to cut his arm off. And it was gross.


After that, I was just depressed. So I did what any normal PMS'ing girl would do. I watched sad videos on youtube and cried. The one that really got to me was a bunch of soldiers coming home and surprising their families, I just lost it. I sat there blubbering at my laptop, then I realized how stupid and pathetic I was being and it made me cry even harder. Thank goodness all my roommates were in bed and weren't there to observe my moment of shame.


Fortunately, I got it all out of my system and I feel much happier today. I did watch some Extreme Makeover Home Edition, and I did tear up a little, but don't judge me! I'm not made of stone!


On another note, my little sister Annika is playing the lead in her school's production of Much Ado About Nothing, so I get to go home today and see her! I'm so excited!!


I hope you guys have a great week!!
Don't cry.

Crazy For HUE

I love colors.

I love temples.

I love adventures.

I loved yesterday.

I traveled to the magical land of Spanish Fork, Utah with my amazing roommates and one of my best high school buddies Lara Smith. We had a frabjous day joining the Indian Community of Utah in their annual Festival of Colors at the Hare Krishna temple. I'm usually not one to dabble in the celebrations of other religions, but for this, I made an exception. 

We started the day early...ish. We're in college, 10:00 on a Saturday is early for us. Don't judge. 

Well, we started our pilgrimage at any rate, and after the drive down there and spent way way WAY too long trying to find a parking spot, we finally arrived at the Hare Krishna Temple!

It's so pretty isn't it? I'm not going to lie, when I first saw it my first thoughts were of Agraba...and I was really hoping to meet Aladdin....a girl can dream right?

Then, we walked around for a while, just throwing brightly colored chalk at each other. I must say, the results were quite enjoyable, and great for taking pictures!

My and my amazing roomies!

(Haydn, Me, Elise, Lea)

Me and La-la-la-lara!

Our very colorful feet

(Mine are the ones at the very bottom)

There were so many people there, it was unbelievable! And everyone was just chucking this powder at each other! It was like a food fight!...where everyone threw powder....instead of food...

Ok, so maybe it wasn't like a food fight but it was still really epic.

This is only a portion of the people, there were probably three of these pictures worth of people just in the crowd. It was    Kuh-Ray-Zee! So we were standing in this crowd, some Indian man was telling us a story about a monkey that realized it was unique, and also they burned a witch. Then, the entire crowd started throwing their chalk in the air, creating an incredibly dense cloud of chalk smoke. One moment, there was a gigantic mob of people, the next, you could only see two feet in front of you while you were choking on pinkish dust. 

I know it sounds kind of crazy, but it was so much fun!

The Festival itself was epic, but it was more fun when we were walking around the grocery store looking like hooligans. A family walked past me and the little boy in the cart stared at me and said in a tone of disgust "You look Weeeeiiiiirrdd!"

In his defense.... I did.

I hope you guys had a great weekend!!! 

Hare Krishna!!!!

Do...Date....Ditch...

As most of you know if you ever read this (which I hope you do), I recently came back from my AMAZING spring break in St. Geezy. While I was there, I learned many very interesting things including:

• Camping in the mountains without a tent is very cold
• Speedos are NEVER attractive
• The drive from St. George to Las Vegas is waaaaaaaaaayyyy too long to spend on the back of a motorcycle.
• There is a song where the majority of the lyrics are the phrase "Pimp slap that Ho *Wapoosh*"
• It is possible to kind of like this song
• Shooting guns is very enjoyable
• It is possible to "smurf" someone
• There is a game called Do, Date, Ditch
• This game can bring hours of enjoyment without ever getting boring

The Official Rules of Do, Date, Ditch

1. One person will name three people, all of the same gender, and generally of the opposite gender from the majority of the players.
2. All the players have to decide which of three individuals they would "do", which they would "date", and which they would "ditch
3. The end. 

As you can imagine, this game can get pretty darn interesting! Especially when you're on spring break with people you don't know extremely well. There were four girls down there, including me, and whenever we were the slightest bit bored, we would start listing everyone we knew and DDD'd 'till we dropped. 


I can honestly say that my life is different because of this game. I play it walking to class, brushing my teeth, while I'm supposed to be studying, while I'm playing Call of Duty, I play it anywhere you can think of!!! That's why DDD is so great, it is one of the easiest games to play, and you don't really even need other people to play it with you! It is funner with more people, you can find out the deepest secrets of their souls, like how they would rather date Chad Michael Murray than Cam Gigandet (I know it's a tough one, but honestly Chad Michael Murray is Soooooo not as steamy as Cam!)


In conclusion, I personally believe that some U.S. Americans don't have maps. Also other places like the Iraq and the South Africa...and other places like such as...for our children...


Also. You should at least give this game a chance. Just try it out. You won't regret it. 


Also Also, I am interested to see what y'all would answer 


Do, Date or Ditch: Johnny Depp when he was 20, Colin Firth when he was 20, or Brad Pitt when he was 20. 


If you're a guy, you know you've already picked your answers. Don't pretend you haven't!

For Want of a Better Topic

Well, lately I have been suffering from "Blogger's Block". I have had no idea what to write about. I thought about doing a post on the "Pretty Little Liars" spring finale, but then I realized that there are very few people that actually care about "PLL".  I pondered writing about the crazy routine we've been learning in my swing dance class, but it is terribly complicated and would be very VERY difficult to explain. (If you want to check it out though, go HERE, it's pretty freaking AMAZING!!)


I finally decided to take a leaf out of some of my fellow blogger's books and tell you 30 random facts about myself. Hope you all enjoy!

1. I have ridiculously long toes.
2. If I were two inches shorter, I would be a legal midget
3. I am slightly obsessed with Johnny Depp
4. I have only ever kissed one person in my life.
5. I am addicted to Diet Dr. Pepper (I know you're probably thinking EWWWW DIET??, but I don't care)
6. I have played 5 different instruments in a single concert
7. I was once locked inside a tuba case
8. Today, I am wearing bright red pants
9. I LOVE elephants. 
10. I have met all the members of the band Family Force 5 (I even high-fived Crouton!! CROUTON!!!)
11. I have given up on having pretty hands. I bite my nails in my sleep.
12. Lara Smith, the genius behind the amazing blog The New World is one of my best friends and one of my favorite people of all time.
13. My favorite Disney man is Aladdin
14. I have the most incredibly roommates in the world.
15. I can play the guitar.
16. I wrote a song that I'm ridiculously proud of
17. I have a HUGE crush on an awesome guy that I know I'll never have.
18. I dated a guy two years younger than me
19. I have a huge sunglasses fetish
20. I am not a communist
21. I competed in the most prestigious science fair in the world when I was a freshman.
22. Technically, I have raped a sheep (It was for science. Don't judge)
23. I get sick to my stomach when people get strangled in movies.
24. I enjoy listening to German death metal
25. I am a ginormous fan of Legos
26. I could quite happily live in Disneyland for the rest of my life
27. My favorite band of all time is a Korean boy band called Super Junior
28. I love the Utah Jazz. Especially Paul Millsap and Fesenko 
29. Once I accidentally ate part of a jellyfish
30. I find a ridiculous amount of enjoyment in saying the word "seduce"

Well, I hope you found at least a smidgen of enjoyment in this post. I know it wasn't the most entertaining thing I've ever written, but for today it was the best I could do. 

Laters my peeps

And in Other news...THE DEAD WALK THE EARTH!!

I am here to inform you, that in approximately 12 days there will be a zombie uprising on USU's campus. Swarms of the un-dead will ravage the university, feasting on the sweet flesh of the living. An Elite human Resistance Force will gather to oppose the zombie horde, and the two armies will have an epic, week-long fight to the death. 


You think I'm joking? Well then poor little unbelievers, prepare yourselves.

That's right my friends. I am 100 percent serious about this. Registration just opened for the USU Humans vs Zombies battle! This is the first year that USU has hosted HVZ, they premiered the program last semester and it was an amazing success. Sadly I missed the registration date so I had to merely observe instead of participate, but it was still epic. You couldn't go anywhere on campus without 


running into platoons of resistance soldiers

Or being swarmed by hoards of the undead

I'm not even joking. Or exaggerating. Not even a tiny bit, this REALLY is as epic as it sounds. And I am very proud to inform you that you are reading the words of the newest Zombie Resistance recruit! I will act as your personal correspondent, keeping you updated on all the zombie slaying action! 

The game starts when one person is chosen as the Original Zombie, the OZ has a week to "infect" as many resistance soldiers as he can, turning them into zombies. He and his new army have to "feed" at least once every 48 hours or they're dead and out of the game. The resistance army, armed with Nerf guns has to try and survive long enough that all of the zombies starve. The week is concluded with an epic, full out battle to the death the last night of the game. Both armies meet on a single battlefield at midnight, and fight until one side is annihilated. 

Words cannot express how I am excited for this to start. 

I just want to KILL SOME FREAKING ZOMBIES!!!!

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

A Stationary Tale

Sometimes in life, things happen that we can't explain and we don't understand. 


Examples of this:

• The fact that I can get internet at the bottom of my bed, but not at the top.
• Daniel Radcliffe was such a cute kid, but turned out to be so unattractive.
• The existence of the song "Friday" by Rebecca Black
• Johnny Depp hasn't won an oscar
• I can forget to eat until 2 and I'm fine, but if I'm fasting I feel like I'm going to die
• People actually like Anne Hathaway
• Butter is so freaking expensive
• Logan, Utah doesn't have a Victoria's Secret
• Or a Target
• But it has 2 Wal-Marts
• I still don't have a boyfriend

These are all very troubling matters, but I have another one that presents a more immediate concern. 

• Sometimes when you don't use markers for an extended period of time, and then you go to use them, they explode all over you.

Unfortunately I know all about this firsthand.

You see, it was my amazing roommate Haydn Owens' birthday yesterday, and she hates Jimmer. (Basketball Player for BYU) We decided it would be hilarious to get her a Jimmer poster for her birthday. We couldn't find one so we had to suffice with just a plain BYU poster and we decided we would right "Teach me how to Jimmer" on it. I have this HUGE sharpie that I knew would be perfect for poster-writing, so once we got the poster I scampered back to my room to retrieve it! I opened it and.....

And.....

Curse you Sharpie Magnum!

It was everywhere. All over my hands. It dripped onto my feet. And there's a big splotch on my bathroom floor. Sharpie's are very messy stuff. And, they're meant to last for a long time, which is why two days and 17 hand washes later, I still have splotches all over me. My hands look like they're trying to masquerade as a zebra. 

So, all of you marker-using people. I'm a cautionary tale. Make sure you use all your markers regularly, and if you're concerned, just open it over the sink. Actually, given the faint purplish hue of my sink at the moment, it might be best to open it over the garbage can, or the face of an enemy.

I hope that all of you have a wonderful, ink-free day!!!

And if you have any ridiculous ink stories I would love to hear all about them!

Oh my BLARNEY!

Do you know what today is? Do ya?? DO YA??


Well I do....It's....ST PATRICK'S DAY!! AAAAHH! 


I know most people don't get that excited over St. Patricks day, but as we've already established- I'm not most people. And this day happens to be one of my favorite days of the year!! I don't really know why...I'm not even Irish! But I am a very devoted St. Patrick's day celebrator. 

I have very smexy tights

Honestly, check these babies out!! You can probably see me from Mars when I wear them!! <3

Also, I have this AMAZING hat!

I look like a legit leprechaun, I LOVE IT!!

Since I'm a very petite individual, and the fact that I'm a ginger, I have often been compared to the tiny Irish men that are associated with this holiday.Half of my friends didn't even call me by my name, they just called me Leprechaun, as a result I've always had a soft spot in my heart for them. Last St. Patrick's Day, I dressed up as a leprechaun and went to school, I felt like I was one of the Princesses at Disneyland. Everyone would get all happy when they saw me, I even had people take pictures of me! After that, almost everyone called me leprechaun, even people I didn't know. And every time there was a rainbow, I would have at least five people come up to me and ask where my pot of gold was.

This St. Patricks day coincides with my amazing roommie Haydn's birthday so we're having an awesome Irish shindig to celebrate!! I think we're even making shamrock cupcakes!! 

I hope you guys have an INCREDIBLE St. Patricks Day!! Get some luck! Kiss some blarney stone!!!

Take Me The Way I Am

The song "The Way I Am" by Ingrid Michaelson is one of my new favorites ever. It's just so honest and sweet, and for some reason it makes me want to kiss a man with a beard. 

Not this kind of beard

And Definitely not this kind of beard, though I do find it intriguing. How cool would you be if you had a beard like this??

But I'm thinking this kind of beard. 

Isn't he dreamy? I totally feel like the drunk dollar sign girl, but I really like his beard. I am unsure at this point if his love is my drug though. I'll keep you posted

This isn't really a beard as much as it is a general facial stubblery, but I enjoy it all the same. I know it's weird, but lately I've totally been digging facial hair. On men that is... I don't want any...

Anywhooo...that song makes me want to kiss a scruffy man. It also makes me think about all the weird little quirks I have that all the people I love have to deal with. Like how I hum a lot, especially songs from Lord of the Rings. My favorite is the Edoras theme, I lurve it. I also really love Asians. Really. Like I want to hug every asian I meet and be their best friend. And occaisionally have their babies, but only the really sexy ones. Also I bite my fingernails. I can't stop, I've tried. I just bite off my fingernails in my sleep. 

I'm just kind of odd...Obviously

But in all honesty, what can I do about it? Be normal?? Ugh. That would just be no fun at all! 

So, I guess that's it.

 Here I am World! 

Take me or leave me.

(really, you should take me though, I make a mean cobbler)

SPRING BREAK me off a piece of that KIT KAT BAR!

So all my home skillets. I just got back from a week in GLORIOUS St. George. And when I say GLORIOUS, pretty much I absolutely mean it. Seriously. 

I went down and spent the week in a condo with a bunch of people from my apartment building and we had a frabjous time of it! I swam, tanned (well, since I'm a ginger I just freckled), hiked, 4-wheeled, giggled, flirted, partied, and camped to my heart's content. It was splendid times.

My absolute favorite part though, was the day we spent in Vegas. If you've never been to Vegas, it's like a Disneyland where dreams don't always come true, and everyone smokes. And Mickey is probably wearing a thong. Other than all of that stuff though, Vegas is pretty legit. Every crazy thing you've ever imagined ever  before... in the world... is in Vegas. They have it all. Just walking down the street I saw a half naked guy dressed as a sparkly demon man, a crazy juggling guy, way way WAY too much spandex, and a man with large snakes around his neck. I thought the snakes were super awesome, so I asked if I could hold them and.....

That's right, I'm holding a giant snake. And I'm obviously very excited about it.

Here's my group of buddies that I went with, I adore them all. And yes, I am incredibly short.

Now I'm back in Logan, and it's very rainy. I don't approve. Give me sunshine or give me death!!!!!