quote of the day

"Man. Only at taco tuesday could you run into all three of your ex's."

and

Right after i hugged my friend and told her the perfume she was wearing smelled fantastic..a strange looking man with a leather jacket, yellow shirt and hairy chest stepped infront of me..

"Will you smell me?"
taken aback but without a beat i replied..
"Sorry? I dont think thats going to happen. Please step aside."
afterwards i looked at him and creepily giggled at how odd that scene was.

Today was strange. oh so strange.

ps. i miss seeing random storks fly overhead like we did in san diego on the beach.

and i miss that whenever we would see one, we'd say, "look, a baby is being born!"

or even better, when they came in pairs or even threes, we would excitedly announce that someone somewhere was having twins or even triplets!

once, one of the storks changed paths and left the group of other storks.

as twisted as it was, when we announced, "whoops, miscarriage.."

it seemed appropriate to laugh.

i miss SD and the immaturity of spring break already and i havent even been home for a week. crap.

Introducing: Miranda

i know all of my sisters will thorougly enjoy this.

Sandy Eggo: Fact and Fiction

Fact: I'm in love with southern california, the SD temple, and beach houses on mission bay.
Fiction: I enjoy falling asleep for hours on the beach after i take benedryl. {FAIL.}
Fact: Riding beach cruisers and playing sand volleyball give me extra serotonin.
Fiction: Sleeping with a sunburn keeps you toasty at night.
Fact: I did a fist pump when i saw whales at La Jolla, just like on Free Willy.
Fiction: Persians don't know how to party.
Fact: I face planted into the ocean while running like a baywatch babe.
Fiction: I think tools are super awsome.
Fact: Seaweed makes for hilarious tails.
Fiction: Sand still gets in all sorts of places even with a wet suit on.
Fact: I completed # 37 on my list. Bonfire on the beach.
Fiction: Old Town and salsa dancing is overrated.
Fact: Screaming "SPRANG BREAK!" doesn't get old when you're immature and in college.
Fiction: Sharing a beach house with boys was super tidy and smelled great.
Fact: I wanted to kick the pole dancers we saw at the casino in the face.
Fiction: St. Patty's day drunks are just like any other normal drunks.
Fact: Maybe i'm in love with the fountain show at the Belaggio.
Fiction: Mormons shun you when you show up raggedy to church. (SO fiction.)
Fact: I broke my camera and then fixed it with a blow dryer.
Fiction: I totally used shampoo on a regular basis.
Fact: My new found love is San Diego.

So much..

I'm home from San Diego.

Oh Spring Break..

So much to blog about..

But its already 2 in the morning.

Ah. Tomorrow.

I need to sleep off this sunburn and dream of the past week.

i'm bad.

These are the thoughts that wen't through my head as i suddenly noticed grumpypants highway patrolman lurking on the side of the road...

1. $#^%#$^%#$^%# string of profanities in my mind

2. don't do it. don't come after me. (trying to use my matilda powers..)

3. he doesn't even have lights. he can't pull me over if he doesnt have cop lights. (!?)

4. did 'bad' by michael jackson really just start playing? (giggle giggle giggle)

5. should i cry?

6. why don't i have a red shell to shoot backwards at him!?

6. you sneaky son of a b with your sneaky secret lights.

(humming 'i'm bad, i'm bad, you know it' while giggling as the officer ruins my day.)

fail.

i did tear up. it didn't work.

i did get a ticket.

thanks grumpypants highway patrolman.

i hope a bee flies into your mouth while you're sleeping.

off with your head.

Call me crazy, but i loved this movie. i really didn't think i was going to like it at all. but the 3D was sooo kewl! i felt like i was on acid...which was the goal, right?

and i really felt like i was 5 years old in imanginary-land.

it was awesome and funny and artsy and dreamy and trippy.

tim burton, you are such a creep!

your wife, bellatrix lestrange aka helena bohnam carter, did so well with a big fat heart-head. and johnny depp? you are mad. i love you.

anyways, put your chemically altered glasses on and go see it!

(or just go see it with 3D glasses. whatever floats your boat.)

spring break and also..

so, spring break is in 3 days. thank heavens. i can't tell you how bad i need a beach.

and how badly i need to be away from studying about genetics and statistics and probability and bla bla bla bla. a bunch of us all chipped in and we are renting a beach house in san diego for the week. how sweet is that? super collegey, right? we are stayin in st geezy the first night. then drivin to san diego and staying there for 6 days. then i think we are hittin up vegas on the way back! i've never been on a spring break trip before. so, i'm thuper duper excited. i was hoping i'd have a nice camera by then...but alas, the money fairy swooped into my zions account and kifed a few hundred. dunno where she went with it...but its gone. blast.

so, roadtrip here i come!

also,
friends of the elderly was funny this week. We played bingo. and yes, i was the bingo caller. I asked lavonn if she'd be there next week..and she informed me.. "yes, unless i'm lucky and i die." oh bless her heart.

also,

Lady is fine. back in ktown with my mom. being vicious.

also,

we went to the driving range today. i'm awful. but liv and kris are good.

also,

can i just tell you how wonderful my roommate/bff olivia is? I've been strugging with some things.. and i had an awful day/night and i came home from the grocery store to this:

yes there was dr. pepper, jelly beans, coloring book, sodoku book, a book of wonderful quotes, and yes the bottom of the bucket was full of reeses eggs. she knows me too well. :) she is wonderful. and so loving and such a good friend. aren't i so lucky to have such good friends? I'm so lucky to live with liv and chris and heath. :)

quote of the day

"How could you ever trust a guy with teeth that white!?!?"
-christy marie

skewwwwwl.

So...we took a test in stats.

I got a 59. out of 100. omg.

BUT

in my Social Work theory class...

I got 31. out of 32. giggity giggity goo!

So that means im not completely stupid, right? I average out like..

a c+ student testwise, right?

Whatever. As long as i pass college.

p.s. I apply for my SW program tomorrow.

If all goes as planned.. I'll be accepted in May. Start up in the fall.

Graduate with a BSW in spring of 2012.

And attend the 1-year masters program the following year. SO.

By the time i'm 23...I'll have my Masters.

Cross your fingers.

Hey MAYBE i'll have a Mr. by then.

doubtful.

Happy thursday!

Go bask in Logan Springtime.

Its 40 degrees outside.

I smell SUMMER.

So..

Maybe i left school in a rush today to make my way over the the animal shelter.

Maybe I got my Lady back.

Maybe the woman at the shelter wanted to personally euthinize me because i was back for the 3rd time in one week.

WHATEVER.

Go ahead you mean, mean woman.

You know what i think?

You look like a man. Thats why you work at the pound. THERE. i said it.

There is little Lady!!!

She is super sick though. :(

That frickin animal shelter.

Metal cages no more, Lady!

Bless my mom's heart for being a softy and texting me in stats today...

"I looked up her picture on the humane society, and she just looks so sad. I can't stand the thought of her sleeping in that metal cage with no blankets..."

I'M TAKIN THE DAAWWWGG!

oh what a DREAM.

Lat night.. i had quite the hilarious dream. Everything thats been going on in my life lately combined last night into THIS:

First of all, i was at a killer Michael Jackson concert. and me and Michael were BFF. and i hugged him and told him how amazing he was. and i'm quite sure we were jammin to the free willy song. and then about 500 Michael Jackson doppelgangers showed up. And i was immediately jealous i didnt have a plastic skinny nose and stringy black hair.

+

Then...behind the scenes at the concert, my friend gave birth.

to a litter of 4 puppies.

identical to lady.

cry cry cry.

i congratulated her like it was totally normal to give birth to puppies.

cuz it is, right?

+

ALSO,

I was being sneakily chased by indians, but NO ONE believed me. They were after me to kill me, and everyone just LAUGHED when i told them!

I WAS SO PISSED.

It. was. Terrifying.

No more itunes, puppies, or USU culture nights for me.

i wish i remembered this.

My cousin Brandon passed away a few weeks ago. I haven't really known what to say about it, you know? Theres not much you can say about it. Especially on the Blogosphere.
He was sick for a long while. I remember the last time i saw him, he was singing 'do you remembaaah, the 21st night of septembaaaaah!' haha i thought it was so cute because i could tell he was so sick and so frail, but still so happy. and now whenever i hear that song i think of him.

I wish so bad i would have known him better.

It seems like thats a trend when people you know pass away.

And then when they really are gone, you realize that you have regrets.

and you really don't have that much time here.

My sister jackie made me realize that when i was on the phone with her the other day.

No matter the effort to be close to someone, make it. They are family.

Especially family.

Don't take advantage of it.

I wish i woulda made more of an effort to know him,

even though he was quite a bit older than i was.

but from what my sisters and mom have told me,

he was the sweetest of the Tygerson bunch.

(Sorry other cousins, but its true.)

My sister tami wrote down a memory with him of when we were younger, and i wish so bad that i remember it. read it here

Love you brandon. See you soon.

I hope Grandma T is talking your ear off :)