Wednesday, April 23, 2008

abra cadabra.

ok so, im in t.a. class listening to mr. gladwell talk and i'm a bit bored out of my mind... but i need to jot down this snippet of a dream i had last night. mind you, i've been reading harry potter religiously since i've never read it before.

so there i was in my house, rushing around because i was late. then i realized, hey.. im magic. so i pulled out this chopstick from my hair or something and it tunrned into a wand. i then said, "accio propel!" and my kiwi-strawberry propel fitness water flew from the counter into my hands. it was too good to be true. i vivdedly remember going up to my room, and began flying things around my room, "accio eye-liner!" and so on.

Harry Potter

i woke up, being extremely thirsty, and had the horrible feeling by realizing it was just a dream, and i didnt have a magical chopstick that could levitate things to me.

talk about a let down.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

only in a house of girls.

"here is my debt card... use it only for emergencies. like if you run out of bobby pins or something." -mother

Thursday, April 17, 2008

ice cream & chuck norris.

okay so i had a really bad day. really bad. havnt had a bad one for a while. it reminds me of my most memorable bad day, i was four years old. it all started out when i stubbed my toe coming around the corner of my small fremont house. it really really hurt. then i remember something like there being no more cookies left, barney wasnt on, etc. i think i fell off a barstool as well. my mom realized i was having a bad day, so she took me to the park to cheer me up. me and my sister kristin were happily teetering on a teeter totter, when my mom arrived with popsicles. kristin said, MOM HAS POPSICLES! i then remember her hopping of the teeter totter while i was in mid teeter. i was up in the air, and i came crashing down to the woodchips and hurt my butt a little. i was butt hurt as well.

soooo today isnt that bad, but i just am stressed. so i got germanchokolatecake from coldstone. and got some chuck norris jokes.

owns the world!

When Chuck Norris sends in his taxes, he sends blank forms and includes only a picture of himself, crouched and ready to attack. Chuck Norris has not had to pay taxes, ever.

Usually little kids look for the boogy man under their beds. the boogy man looks for chuck norris.

Chuck norris played russian roulette with a fully loaded gun and won.

When chuck norris was born, the only one who cried was the doctor. Never slap chuck norris.

Under Chuck Norris's beard isnt a chin. its another fist.

The grass is always greener on the other side, unless Chuck Norris has been there. In that case the grass is most likely soaked in blood and tears.

Chuck Norris doesn't play "hide-and-seek." He plays "hide-and-pray-I-don't-find-you."

Chuck Norris can tie his shoes with his feet.

The best part of waking up is not Folgers in your cup, but knowing that Chuck Norris didn't kill you in your sleep.

Chuck Norris can eat a rubix cube. and poop it out. SOLVED.

If you spell Chuck Norris wrong on Google it doesn't say, "Did you mean Chuck Norris?" It simply replies, "Run while you still have the chance."

When chuck norris goes out out for halloween it isn’t trick or treat, its live or die

Some people think it is incredible to go down Niagra Falls in a wooden barrel. Chuck Norris can go up the Falls in a cardboard box!

Chuck Norris once shot an enemy plane down with his finger, by yelling, "Bang!"

Chuck Norris counted to infinty...twice!

Its rumoured that Chuck Norris`s tears cure cancer......pity he has never cried before.

Little known medical fact: Chuck Norris invented the Caesarean section when he roundhouse-kicked his way out of his mother’s womb.

Chuck Norris's cowboy boots are made of real cowboys

Chuck Norris doesn't churn butter. He roundhouse kicks the cows and the butter comes straight out.

Chuck Norris knows what Willis is talking about.

Chuck Norris doesnt step on toes, he steps on necks.

chuck norris

quoes of the day..from mother

mom: "tony parker..isnt that eva...unlingerie...lingerias...lingeries...boyfriend?"

me: "we should have played an april fools prank on the milk man."
mom: " yeah like put a string the color of cement across the steps so he'd trip and fall on his face. but i'd never do that because i wouldnt wanna wake up in the morning with a dead milkman on my doorstep"

mom: "ohh he's cheating on his girlfriend? darn. dont you wish you were his girlfriend so he could cheat on you?" (then she gave me a thumbs up and shut my door.)

Friday, April 11, 2008

Jen Magazine

This is an article i found in my new favorite online magazine, Jen Magazine. Its all about modest fashion and keeping your high standards. Probably the best magazine thats ever happened to me!

No, Really – It’s a Good Thing!
By Rebecca ReichlSometimes modesty is just frustrating. Do you ever feel like you’re just never going to be able to get it right? Do you ever wish that you could just not have to struggle with it? Do you ever think, “You know, it would really be nice if for once I could just go to the store and buy an outfit like a normal person?”Me too. For me, modesty is one of those practical virtues that is so pretty in the ideal. If, lying in bed at night, I were to do word associations for “modesty,” the list would be so inspiring. Femininity. Godliness. Grace. Beauty. Elegance. Confidence. Chastity. The list goes on. In my head, modesty is a sign of maturity, a sign of a girl who cares for others, a sign of self-respect and self-worth. In my head, modesty is an ideal, an admirable achievement of a lovely woman.And then . . . I go shopping. Then, I have to get dressed for school. Then, I have to go to a wedding. Then, I get frustrated.Modesty isn’t easy. And, while it doesn’t have to be drudgery, sometimes it seems like life would just be a whole lot easier if I could just erase my beliefs and start over again.It’s at this point in my moment of self-pity that I need to slow down and take a minute to remember why modesty matters in the first place.There’s a reason that I associate all those wonderful words with modesty - it’s because they’re all true! The girl who is modest is beautiful. She is elegant, confident, feminine. She respects herself, and she respects those around her.The heart of the question is - who am I doing this for? It’s not for your parents, or for your church. Ultimately, it’s not even for the guys around us. Dressing modestly is our chance to let purity shine through. It’s our chance to be confident in our femininity, without degrading ourselves into an object. It’s an opportunity to display maturity and to uplift those around us by showing the loveliness of a tasteful woman.The next time you’re getting dressed or going shopping and start getting frustrated, give yourself a little pep talk. Look your mirror in the eye and tell that disgruntled girl staring back at you that modesty is beautiful. Modesty is feminine. And so are you.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

motherly instincts.. i guess.

all i would like to say, is my mother somehow knows everything about me. she knows when im failing a class, when ive been in a fight, and worst of all,
knows when i have kissed a boy.

she probably knows all the where what why and how's of it too.

im not saying ive kissed a boy, (to my sisters who are reading this) but im just saying.. watch your back because she knows who you've been kissing too probably. and dating. and talking to. and looking at. and she probably knows what you did last summer as well.

Saturday, April 5, 2008

quote of the day

"this corn looks like an angel" - Dan in real life.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

so cute, it could be on a tv show.

my friend, taylor, was giving me dating advice..i think this time i'll listen to it. :)

"i just want you to know that being yourself is okay. and yourself is really cute and fun. you dont have to pretend. you never should. find someone who likes you and not just your hot body (haha), but your stupid jokes and how you cry and how you laugh and all that. they're out there. and if you think _____ is one of those kids that will like you for your NICE self, then sure. date him. if not, don't waste your time."

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

I'm a big kid now. sorta.

ok so im new to blogger. dont judge me. but anyways.. whats going on in my life.. i have two months left of highschool, then im free. ive been waiting for graduation since the moment i started the seventh grade.
i would always say i couldnt wait to turn 18 so i could:
dye my hair irrational colors,
have no curfew,
and no rules.
just to live on my own and enjoy my private life.
once i realized that im going to be on my own in a few months, i started freaking out and realizing, that im going to be on my own.
no more:
free food,
having my own room,
family night with my family and my obese dog ozzie,
family dinners,
telling my mom every detail about school and the idiots im dating,
hilarious conversations
staying up really late and my dad saying.." yo dude, youre going to school tomorrow. you'll be sorry."
getting yelled at for saying crude things at the dinner table.

so basically, what im saying... is i've always wanted to grow up.
now, im sweatin like a whore in church, and i dont know what im gonna do.