It's my birfday!

It was a super fun party!
I was an earth goddess wearing a
gold dress from the 1950s.

People gave me beautiful flowers and cookies

and I got to spend the night dancing

with some of my favorite people:)

Thank you everyone for the wonderful

birthday wishes!

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Wake up
It's a beautiful morning
Honey, while the sun is still shining
Wake up
Would you like to go with me?
Honey, take a run down to the beach

Oh, mama
I wanna go surfing
Oh, mama
I don't care about nothing


down down baby
down down the roller coaster
sweet sweet baby
i'll never let you go

Tuesday Tude

help! get me off the depressed express

Sunday

Sunday visits are one of the best parts of Sunday

Happy Sunday!

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Monday, Monday..

life is wonderful, it's a wonderful life
the whole apartment went on a cleaning spree around midnight
(cleaning checks tomorrow)
but it was kind of fun

I finally hung pictures on my wall, and put the beautiful old picture of my grandma in the white picture frame on my shelf next to my paint brushes, go figure it'd take me half way through the semester before I put decorations up.. I wish I had more time to paint


music makes me miss things

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fishes

Break the fast

Miracle of the loaves and the fishes

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FRIDAY

I was telling someone last night that I love Fridays, but I even love the word Friday itself. In order to say "Fri-day" You have to open your mouth like your smiling. :) Which is why Friday is the best, happiest day of the week! And saying all this about Friday just reminded me of this skinny happy kid I knew once who's name was Friday. I'm sure he was happy because his name was Friday.

So today I slept in, went to the temple, went shopping with Rob for break the fast and he told me about the apostle, _____(can't remember his name dangit) who used to curse like a sailor over the pulpit and I thought it was hilarious. He's a funny guy. Shopping for break the fast is fun, I feel so great that I'm a part of feeding so many people! I'd probably feel even cooler if I was cooking all of the food.

Now I'm in Physical Science and I plan on spending the rest of the day in the library and in labs then go to the hockey game with some friends and do something exciting after.

I've been thinking a lot about how much I love the 80s.
Or especially the guys in the 80s. I mean it's a well known fact I'm in love with John Cusak, see "Say Anything" to know why. I love lean guys like Kevin Bacon, the skinny jeans and high tops and cheesy pattern shirts with the ray bands gah! they were so HOT. and especially the way they walk and move and dance and bob their heads and flick back hair and had a bit of a mullet. Oh man I love em I love em I love em! Gosh they were all so confident and hot. I wanna be in love with an 80s mannnn.

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Today started with Volleyball, which is always the most hilarious and most embarrassing way to start a day. Beginning Volleyball is responsible for the two hour self-esteem crushing humiliation of my week. I have come to the conclusion that I am not good at sports, nor will I ever be. My only is sport is one that does not require any hand eye coordination, such as running. The scenes from my volleyball class are worse than a movie. There was one day where I got slammed in the face and took a ball to the stomach (knocking the wind out of me) all in one game. Today all that happened was getting my glasses knocked off, (classic embarrassment) but then we lost as a team and Tall Thomas, this guy who really is 12 feet tall and emanates "sports" got really mad when we lost and proceeded to throw the volleyball and slam it across the whole gym for 15 minutes. Everyone exited the court in fear of getting smashed into a pulp. I couldn’t stop laughing it was crazy. He was ZEUS! (our team name) The ball was hitting the ceiling and making thunder.

I came home and ate a lot of granola and peanut butter. The two treats I bought myself for this week, then I went for a run, sang in the shower and almost ditched all my classes to curl up in my bed and cry for no particular reason at all.

But I went to class and wished again that I could really truly remember all the things I'm learning and I groaned about not being able to figure out my career and then went to art history and tried not to sleep and then listened to Daniel Everett in my studio seminar, and I loved every word he said. He has been one of the most interesting artists we've had so far and I want to be an artist and do 18 other things. I got a ride home with Scotty, whom I love. And then we played soccer in the breeze way which was so so so much fun. Everyone was surprised at my aggression haha I LOVE hall soccer. And I made the first two goals and was so happy and we were so loud and it was grand and then we ended when Alyssa was bleeding all over the place (She's totally fine just an old wound opened up) and I helped clean her up and then some guys came over and Jason counted 1027 peas to be like Mendelev and then we went to bed. And oh golly I love life but I do miss some of my close friends and I do want to have a full real day off sometime because I think my mind is mushing under all this pressure.

Last days of being 18 day 2

No gossip November is the goal of our apartment this month. It so epitomizes the difference between girls and boys doesn't it? For boys it is "No Shave November" and for girls it is "No Gossip November" Oh the differences of the sexes.


It is only the middle of the day so I really can't write a full post yet, but I will say it is a lovely day and I am being quite indulgent by letting myself type and read blogs instead of study political science but oh well. I am about to go on a run and shower and get pretty for the rest of the day so I will be productive soon!

Oh could someone else please decide whether I should major in Public Health Promotion or Studio Art oh please could someone make the decision, ANYONE but me!!
Sigh, if only it worked that way.