Monday, March 1, 2010

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.


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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?

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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 :)

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Lady..

I had to take lady back.
I cried.
I don't want to talk about it.
That is all.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

carry vs. conjure

i found this WWII poster and i really like it.


but..

then i found this one and like it even more.

God bless HP.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

introducing..

Lady GaGa
aka
Lady




So.. i went to go volunteer at the animal shelter with some friends yesterday.

You know.. walk dogs and stuff.

Play with em before they go to the big doggie playground in the sky.

Christy and Alvin are going to think twice before they invite me again.





I came home with this little precious thing. She is six weeks.

Half jack russell.

Half who-knows-what.

(Word on the street is that her mother got around town.)

She was the child of a harlot.


Poor little baby was an ACCIDENT.

She just looked so cold and lonely at the pound :(

All her brothers and sisters got adopted but her.

I hope i can keep this little nugget.

If my idiot dog ozzie tries to eat her for dinner though..

She has to go back. boooo.



look at her prance! prance prance prance.

dont you just wanna kiss her!?!?






ps. sorry i got a dog, dad. :)

Sunday, February 21, 2010

great saturday night

whats better than..





a girls night with these beauties


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watching Ohno kick butt at the olympics


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new laughs at old memories?


mmm, nothing.

<3

Saturday, February 20, 2010

quote



"Aim high, but do not aim so high that you totally miss the target. What really matters is that he will love you, that he will respect you, that he will honor you, that he will be absolutely true to you, that he will give you the freedom of expression and let you fly in the development of your own talents. He is not going to be perfect, but if he is kind and thoughtful, if he knows how to work and earn a living, if he is honest and full of faith, the chances are you will not go wrong, that you will be immensely happy."
— Gordon B. Hinckley

(Dear Future Husband-
YEAH. What he said.
Looking forward to meeting you, sweet thang.
Thanks.)

Friday, February 19, 2010

Happy Friday

3 A.M.
What else is new?


I feverishly consumed 2 reeses eggs and 1 cadbury creame egg today in my truck right after i put my last bag of groceries in. WHAT. Nadeene has been visiting lately no matter how much turbo jam i try to fit in with heather. (My roommate/bff works out everyday. bless her heart. i only last like 5-7 minutes when i try...and trying consists of taking a break every other minute and sitting on my floor pretending to do the work out with her. Go heath.) (ps. she just got engaged. holla.)

I'm a freakin creep. i stalk a few certain little blogs everyday. waste of time? sure. do i care? no.

also, i've been stalking photo blogs lately. like tumbler and i can read. and crap like that. its kewl. makes me excited for when i buy my new camera! cross your fingers that i'll have the guts to spend that many bones on one single item. Worth it? i hope. I'll use it to take pictures for years and years, right? like of my future babies and stuff? i mean like.. when i have them. haha.


I've been playin so much Mario Kart lately that on my drive home to kaysville today, I imagined hitting the car infront of me with a red shell. And then i wished for a golden mushroom and maybe a lightning bolt so i could get there before i fell asleep. Get a life you say? Nah. I already have an infinite amount of lives on Mario Kart. Send all the shells you'd like, biznatches. The ladies of apt 6c are gamers.

My sister saw my little book of mormon quote tab on my igoogle today. she asked me what it was for. i said it was so i could get to heaven. she informed me i need alot more than a google tab to get to heaven. touche sister, touche.
This week i volunteered at the crisis nursery. little baby had 2 little seizures when i was with him. he smelled. not like a baby smell. not like poopy diapers or spit up or anything. like... baby needs to be bathed smell. Made my heart ache a bit.

Also at the crisis nursery, i asked one little boy if he remembered my name. he said in the deepest bully voice he could muster, "Uh, don't know, don't care!" I laughed. Hard.


I made a little speedway ramp for one of the toddlers out of traintracks and diaper bags so he could race his cars on them. i loved how when he would push his car down the ramp, he'd say, "FIRE!"

Then another worker asked me if i had brothers growing up because i had so many good ideas to entertain this little boy. HA.

In my Social Work 2100 class today, the guest speaker (an old professor) started crying when he was talking about how he loves to help people. It made my heart glad.


We also talked about helping our future clients find their Niche in society. A niche is pretty much where you fit in relative to your surroundings. So, my goal is to find my niche.

I know its definitely not in STATS 1040 cuz i am 99% out of 100% positive that it is relatively likely i bombed the quiz today along with the other 50% of the class that sleeps at random intervals during Docta Cutlah's lectures. Following the normal curve, of course.

I talked to this boy about a recent upset i had. He said something that i loved. He said that when he gets in situations like that, like heartbreak, he has to move on or else he's damned. literally. He can't progress in life if he is stuck in the past. And progression is what its all about, duh. Made me wanna not waste my time on wishing for things that should be unwishable.


Happy Friday
(this picture made me happy)



Thursday, February 18, 2010

accio best friend

I woke up this morning to this text:



it was the greatest ever.


We then talked about where we should go for spring break. Our conversation we had today was one of the ones that lasted all day, and at random intervals i'd bust up laughing in the library and/or on the bus. Here's a snippet from today. I just think ryans great. Everyone needs a friend like him.


Me: Neverland? Everything would be taken care of. There are clouds we could sleep on.. And we could swim with mermaids and stuff.
Ry: What about Captain Hook?
Me: Oh I took care of it. I sent an e-mail telling him he was accepted to The Tool Academy on MTV so he'd be MIA outta neverland for a while. Perfect, right?
Ry: Well, we could always do Narnia.
Me: Frick, my closet is broken. Hows yours?
Ry:I havent tried it in a while, but it should be fine.
Me: I've got it. Gryffindor Tower. Hop on your broomstick.
Ry: How'd you get that hookup!?!?
Me: Didn't you know? My Grandma is cousins with McGonagall.
Ry: Shut the corridor!! I'll meet you at The Fat Lady, sweet cheeks!


He definitely makes me rofl.




oh. i love my best mate ry and our awkward obsession with HP..



time to sleep. lights out. accio sweet dreams.