A Collection of Short Stories Including: Tales of the Laundromat and Other Such Adventures

Tales of the Laundromat
You know how when you go to the laundromat, you always lose a sock or some other small article of clothing and/or you find someone else's lost something or other? Today, the latter happened to me. Whenever I tell exciting laundromat stories (because I tell them so often, I know) I always say that whatever article of clothing I find of someone else's is a frilly pink thong. Today, that is actually true. To my horror, my nice clean and freshly dried clothing items had made a friend.. with someone else's unmentionables! Underclothing! Underoos! Panties! Thong! And then I was like... Umm.. I live in BYU approved housing? Why did I just find a thong? Something is amiss. It was weird. And... being the good person that I am, I hoisted it up the flag pole. :) While that may or may not be true.. it was just weird. I mean, yes. I am a girl. I know what girls underwear looks like, feels like. And! To top it all off I even wear it. ..But it's still creepy to find someone else's underpants mixed in with your own underpants or whatever you happen to be washing (I was washing chef coats, personally).

Bottomless Fries and a Pair of Shoes
Once upon a time... there was a girl named Amy Jo. One day she visited the magical land of Idaho Falls. She decided to go out to dinner with some of her bestest friends in the whole world. We will call them Quartney and Katie in order to keep their true identities a secret. They went to their favorite little place... like they always do. It's tradition. They went to... umm... in this case I think we should rename it to protect the innocent. Let's just call it... Perkins. :) So they went there. Katie and Quartney arrived first, since Amy Jo had a prior engagement she had to attend first. Anyway, Quartney and Katie ordered their food. YAY. They had begun to eat it when Amy Jo finally arrived... after being trapped by slow drivers and an old lady with a walker. The waitress asked her if she wanted a menu. Amy Jo proceeded to order a Dr. Pepper. (aka nectar of the Gods). Then the waitress brought all three of them their checks... WITHOUT even asking if they wanted any PIE! It's tradition to get pie. Typically "a la mode" ...which is different than pie. :) And that's all I have to say about that. Anyway, the three girls waited for the waitress to come back so they could be like "YO! I want pie!" But she never came. She never even asked if Katie wanted a box. (She ALWAYS wants a box). Anyhoo... the three girls were not really very pleased with the service they were receiving. After waiting many moons, however, they finally received 2 orders of mixed berry pie a la mode and a Banana nut muffin. Which they devoured. And enjoyed. Very much. :) But they were still kind of disappointed in the service they received.
What does this have to do with bottomless fries and a pair of shoes you ask? Absolutely nothing. But I'm getting to that. Hold on for a second, okay?!
A different day, Amy Jo went with her friends who we shall rename Katie and Bobbi to a little place we shall also rename Red Robin. YUUUUMMM. :) Anyhoo. They had to wait to be seated for about 2 minutes. So they stood. And talked. And quoted "The Producers." Katie and Amy Jo do that a lot. Then they got seated. And the server came. We will call him... Jeff. (And unless you were there you'll never know if I really did make this name up or not... because how often do you remember the server's name? hmm..?) Anyhaway. Jeff explained the menu... yadda yadda. And he told us all the stuff that's his favorite... and the stuff that makes him want to puke. (It made me mildly curious... but not curious enough to order it). Then he was like... "and... if you need me... you can just throw a shoe at me.." This made Amy Jo really excited. She was wearing her zebra print slip-on shoes (Go Sanuk's!) and she showed them to Jeff. He laughed at her. Then he taunted Bobbi, Katie, and Amy Jo all through their lunch date. He was a hoot and a half. Except then he got all the checks mixed up. OOPS! Oh well. The difference was a dollar. Which Bobbi payed Amy Jo in QUARTERS. Which she used to pay for the above story. :) And the fries at Red Robin are bottomless. THE END.

What other stories do I have for you people who actually care enough about my life to read this? Or should I say people who are BORED enough to actually read this? Hmm?

I just played just dance with my roommates. And we played Wake Me Up Before You Go Go. They referred to the dancing man as the wrong gender. It made me laugh. But then again... playing just dance ALWAYS makes me laugh. :)

In other news, I'm going on a date with the beautiful Courtney Cook. I don't know when yet, but it's going to happen. And she's going to wear her pretty dress. And I'm going to... wear... something. Rather than nothing. :) I'm super duper excited. It's going to be so awesome. Because I love her. And you should go on dates with people you love (even if they're just friend dates).

Something in my house is making a strange noise. I don't know what it is. Hmm. It's also really dark in my house right now. I have not turned on any lights and I'm just sitting here in the dark. Maybe I should turn one on. And find the source of the mysterious ticking noise...
...Snape. Snape. Serverous Snape...

Well, now that that's stuck in your head. I shall bid you adieu.

So there's this song...

And I'm kind of in love with it. What's it called you ask? Boogies and Trees. It is the best song I have ever heard (and not just because it's all about me). But my best friend Courtney Cook wrote it. It makes me so happy. :) This is the video. It's the best song ever!



Now I'm going to talk about my weekend. :) Well... Friday I baked stuff. And played my ukulele. Then Saturday I went to Riverton and saw my best friend Utah Katie. We went to taco time and arctic circle. And we played super mario and super smash bros. Wii! While wearing our snuggies. :) Then we ate eggo waffles. And then we watched Moulin Rouge. :)
Sunday was my dear friend Elder Burton's mission farewell. It was great to see him one last time before he heads to the MTC. Maybe if I scope out the MTC every day I can see him? ha. Anyway. He gave an absolutely amazing talk! Everyone loved it. And he looked so dashing! :) After his farewell, we went to the Holloway's house! I sure do love that family! We hung out and ate brownies, watched youtube, and listened to Garrett tell stories about his epic life. It was a jolly good time! They updated me on the life of Dallon so that was muy bien as well! :) After that we went to Nate's house.. where they fed us and we got to talk to Nate (and watch his adorable little brother run around like a maniac. A very adorable maniac). We took some photos. YAY.
And then I headed off to see the old roomies and to pick up my mail they had been holding hostage. Derek was there too. So we all got to catch up a little bit over a dinner of gluten free chicken 'n' dumplings. That was fun. After that I headed back to good ole Provo just in time for WARD PRAYER. WOOOOO. So exciting. :)
After that my home teachers came over. They're pretty cool. They talked to us for almost 3 hours. And it wasn't boring. We had a jolly good time. (I don't know what's up with my use of the phrase "jolly good" tonight). They showed us some of their hidden talents and we discussed everything that is new in our lives. It was great.
Today (which is technically part of the weekend for me) I played my ukulele and made bread. Happy Valentines day. I won't say I hate it... but I definitely don't love this holiday. I think love should happen every day.. not just today. Sure.. like any girl I love an excuse to eat chocolate and smell the sweet scent of flowers, but really I don't think I need a holiday to tell me to love someone.. or to show them that I love them. I'm just going to do it any day I feel like it. So there! :)

And now The top 10 reasons why I love Courtney Cook:
10. She always always listens to me even when all I'm doing is complaining or babbling about something.
9. She paints me with her boogies on trees.
8. She sings to me and plays her guitar/ukulele for me
7. She listens to all my crazy schemes and stories. (even if they're impossible or boring)
6. She never fails to brighten my day.
5. She is ALWAYS happy.
4. The song "Boogies and Trees" that she wrote.
3. She's the blondest lost boy that I know.
2. She's Courtney Cook... who doesn't love her?
And the NUMBER ONE reason I love Courtney Cook...

1. She has the same shirt as me. :)

Yeah. That's the number one reason. Bahaha.

Well, that's all. Ciao!

Oh goodness. Life. It's been crazy lately. School is going well for the most part, but I do have one teacher that kind of makes me feel like I'm a complete imbecile. Even my class has noticed how much he criticizes me compared to everyone else. I guess that's what you get for being in a group with "wonder boy" though. Blech. But at the same time I guess it pushes me to try harder to do things right. I have learned so much more than I did at the Art Institute though. So it's been a good change overall.

I'm starting to get used to the ward and I'm really starting to like the people in it. I've met a lot of nice people so far and I hope we really get to become friends. The Lord works in mysterious ways though, that's for sure. I got a calling before I even became a member of the ward. I'm on the formerly known as the enrichment committee committee (sometimes known as the "other" committee). The first two guys I met in the ward... are my home teachers. And they both remembered meeting me. (One of them I met when I came to visit the ward with Nicole and the other I met while doing laundry). My visiting teachers seem nice too. I thought at first I wouldn't like this ward... but they're really starting to grow on me. :)

This weekend has been quite eventful. Friday night I went to a party at Nicole's. It was a success. :) I met some fun people and had a great time playing cards, dancing, being pelted with cards, and talking about guns and locking our doors. ha. It was a fun adventure that lasted past midnight! And... I made sure to lock my door when I got home. Thank you paranoid gentlemen. (Though for good reason I'm sure).

Yesterday I went to BYU's Production of Peter Pan. It gets a 6.8 out of 10. Their cyc was kind of a cop out instead of actually having a real set. Their flying was cool with all their flips and stuff. The lost boys really disappointed me... especially Tootles. :( That always makes me sad. I did love a few of the lost boys though, Slightly and Curly in particular. They were hilarious! But the others, for me at least, fell a little short. The Indians were AMAZING dancers! It was really fun to watch them. The Pirates though. For me, they literally saved the show. HI-FREAKING-LARIOUS. All of them. Even the pirates that maybe had 2 lines the whole show. They all really played up their characters. I was laughing so hard. Hook/Mr. Darling was really good. Peter was good. Sometimes I think she forgot she was playing a boy though, and had a very womanly voice in certain parts. But she was very spirited and fit the role well. There was one part that I just could not get over though... When Peter gets his shadow back, they had someone dressed in a black Peter Pan outfit walk out on stage and mirror Peter. I thought that was very very strange.
During the Pirate Ship fight scene, I was afraid that Peter was going to die. She was hooked with 2 lines, but one of them didn't get hooked all the way... and they hoisted her up.. I was terribly afraid for her life. I've been that person that worries about getting Peter hooked properly and it scares me to death even thinking about it. Luckily Peter didn't tumble to the ground. They realized and gently lowered her back down. She covered really well and moved on. She found a way to re-hook herself and took flight again. I really admired her courage. I don't know if I could be brave enough to fly again if that had happened to me. Yipes!
They also cut out the "You silly ass!" line. It's not surprising, but it was just cut in a very strange way. And.. apparently Peter Pan can be used as a metaphor for Adam and Eve. Only at BYU...

Well that was pretty much my weekend. Now I'm off to celebrate Sunday. :) haha.

Ciao!

Ohhh Man Life...

Hi.. remember me? For those of you who are wondering, yes, I am still alive. For those of you who I have not talked to recently (which is pretty much everyone) I miss you... I do. I've just been... busy. I know. That's no excuse for not calling/texting/hanging out with any of you... but I've been a little caught up in life. ...Not in actually having one though, so don't get excited for me or anything.. Things have just been.. busy.

School started up since I last blogged. Yes. Good ole school. My classes are CRAZY. For 2 of my classes alone my time spent in class equals about 25 hours a week (and that's if I'm lucky and they don't hold us late.. or have us doing some catering event). So let's just say I've been a little stressed during these past two weeks. New school. New place. New apartment. New everything. It's just been a little hectic. I'm starting to kind of settle in though. But hey, anyone in Provo.. I know a total of about 3 people in my apartment complex/ward.. so if you're ever bored and want to hang out, my weekends are pretty open. :)

The new roommates are... interesting I guess. They aren't scary like the crazies, but we don't really seem to have much in common. One of them I haven't ever said more than "Hi" to and I've only seen her about three times. They all come straight home from school/work and go straight to their rooms with their doors closed. I have the feeling we're not really going to become very good friends. The two I've at least had a conversation with them that was longer than a single word... but I don't really know them yet. Maybe it's just that awkward new roommate thing, but I kind of get the vibe that they're really just not that interested in actually getting to know me. I think most people find me somewhat... intimidating.

My classes are fun though. Except for a lot of things being a major review. But I'm hoping once we get past the first few weeks things will start to pick up. I've learned a TON in my baking class though. :) We're learning more than just how to follow a recipe. We're learning why a recipe is what it is. Why things like water temperature matter. It's a lot more math and science than following a recipe. It's taking some getting used to. But hey, I like a good challenge.

My ward is older. It's weird. Still. Even though they aren't as old as my last ward. But they aren't very outgoing here either. It seems like they've all kind of been here for forever and no one feels the need to make new friends or even new acquaintances. It's been a struggle. But this is only week two so I'm hoping it will get better. :)

Some exciting news though... I'm going to see Peter Pan on Saturday! This is one of the few times I can see myself actually supporting BYU. Hah. I can't help it if (this time) they have good taste in theatre. It's better than what UVU is doing: Oklahoma! (Though don't get me wrong... I like Oklahoma! I would just much rather watch Pan. Wouldn't you?!)

The Saturday after that, I have plans to go to some improv thing with Nicole. It's apparently really popular. And we're getting in for FREE! (I love having connections... or at least knowing people with connections). We're also getting a backstage tour from her uncle who promised to introduce us to all cool people. He also said he would tell us who to flirt with and who to avoid. Haha. It's going to be great. I love improv. And boys. What could be better to mix them both together?!

Courtney Cook.. is one of the greatest people ever. She wrote me a song. That is now my ringtone. And I feel so special because it's the best ever. :) And she has the best Spanish accent. I love her so and she makes me happy.

Umm... Let's see what else about my life? My dear best friend Elder Dallon Holloway is almost at the year mark! Today is day 341 of his mission. :) Woohoo. I find this very exciting. Yes I do.

Is there anything else about my life you're just dying to know? Umm... I just awkwardly walked in on my roommate spooning with a kind of attractive young gentleman. That's pretty interesting. And they just stared at me. AWKWARD. ha.

Oh. And I am kind of swooning over this boy.. except the problem is that I don't know his name. But I see him every Thursday and Friday. And sometimes Mondays (it depends on where my class meets). But I've talked to him once. And he's kind of pretty. And he's super nice... from what I know from talking to him once... but yes. That's that.

Okay well I think I'm done blabbering on and on. OH WAIT! No I'm not!!! Pineapple Wednesday is BACK! YAY. (If you don't know what this is... check out http://www.pineapplewednesday.blogspot.com/ for more details on my crazy experiences with pineapple).

Footie Pajamas, Dora Coloring Books, and Animated Movies

What do all these things have in common?

They are all things I still enjoy at the age of 20 and things I enjoyed at the age of 2 as well (except for the fact that Dora the Explorer didn't exist yet, but you get my point). What I'm trying to say with this post is that... I still want to enjoy my "childhood" or whatever you want to call it. I may be past my "teen years," but that doesn't mean I am completely ready to be fully responsible. I am in no way, shape, or form ready to get married and/or have little demon children of my own to take care of.

I think a couple of things about this matter:
1. Sex makes babies. Unless you want babies, don't have sex. And if you do have sex (which you shouldn't) BE CAREFUL about it. Use protection. Don't be an idiot.
2. If you're my age and you're married... you are crazy. Seriously how are you ready to be married at this age? For real?
3. If you're my age and married and already have a kid (or one on the way or a kid AND one on the way) then you have got to be completely insane! Motherhood and I are just simply not ready to be used in a sentence together, unless that sentence is "Motherhood and I are not ready to be acquaintances, friends, or even come in contact with each other yet."

Instead of doing these things I am going to ENJOY my YOUTH! (That's a better word than childhood). I like to wear my footie pajamas. I like to color in my Dora the Explorer coloring book (Thanks Katie Matheson) and I like to watch animated movies. (Yes, I know the third one is weak... but I couldn't think of anything else that was relatable to future topics to be discussed).

During my Christmas break, I did:
1. Peter Pan Cast Reunion. I never knew everything that "It's so fluffy I'm going to die" could mean. This party was a hoot and a half, even though every other person hated every other person. Except, it seems, for me and Quartney.
2. Had a footie pajama party with Katie and Courtney, complete with a pajama clad trip to Jack in the Box at 2 am (where they forgot Courtney's tacos) and a a tiny bit of sleep. We also had pancakes! Yum!
3. Katie and I went to visit our dearest Steven. :) This made us happy. We went shoppin', went to starbucks... and whatever it is that Katie got for me... was YUMMY, watched a movie about a horse, ate pizza, and PARTIED. TWAS great fun. <3
4. Got introduced to Just Dance 2. I am now obsessed with this ridiculously fun game. "Ra-ra-Rasputin Russia's greatest love machine" is probably one of the best songs I have ever heard.
5. Glee Karaoke Revolution. According to this game, together my beloved Courtney and I, despite our epic whiteness, make up 2 halves of Mercedes. We sang all her songs together, and both got 50%. We are incredibly gifted. No one else can compete with us (except for maybe Mercedes herself). I am so proud. :)
6. French Fries and Mushrooms. This is a tradition that started oh so long ago (Okay maybe like... 2 years ago really). Katie and I always get an appetizer sampler from Perkins. And a side of fries. And a side of sauteed mushrooms. Fries + Mushrooms = Heaven. Try it. This is one of favorite times together. And this time we saw GINA! :) Which made it even better.
I think those are pretty much the highlights of my Christmas break.

Now I'm in Provo. I start school tomorrow. Again. YUCK. I'm not really very excited to be honest. But alas, it's part of the VERY slow process of growing old...

CIAO.

I don't know about you but...

I don't know about you but...

1. I don't really enjoy being harassed by crazy people. (Rant to follow later)
2. I'm really excited to go home for Christmas.
3. I actually understand what a white elephant gift is supposed to be. :)
4. I passed my finals (that I've had thus far)
5. I'm procrastinating something I should be doing right now.

1. Okay... so remember my post like TWO MONTHS AGO... or whenever it was that I told you about how I bumped someone's car in the parking lot? Well.. she won't stop harassing me. I gave her my information and what not (I didn't know who she was to talk to her personally). Well I found out later that she's this crazy lady. I'm not just saying this because she keeps calling me over and over and over and over again to yell at me, but because I know who she is now and... I really think she's got a few loose screws. Apparently she's been calling and leaving messages for my insurance agent (poor thing) that have (to put it lightly) not been very kind. If they're anything like the messages that I've been getting I really feel bad for my insurance agent. So this crazy lady keeps calling me and saying that she waited for weeks for my insurance company to call her back. BUT SHE CHANGED HER NUMBER! How does she expect them to call her... when she changed her number? My insurance company has been trying to get ahold of her, but with the number change how could they? Ugh. And she keeps calling me and telling me all these sob stories (that I don't really believe... she doesn't have a very good record of telling the truth) and yelling at me to do something. I gave her the information. I gave her the number to call. I gave her the claim number. There isn't anything else I have to do. But she won't stop calling/texting me and leaving me rude messages. We talked to my agent again today and she said she FINALLY got ahold of her after my dad told her the new number. So hopefully she stops harassing me. If not... be aware that I WILL be changing my number. I will let you know if that happens.

2. I can't wait to get out of here! I'm so excited for Friday to come! I will be done with finals. I'll start moving in to my new place! I'll get to play with Katie (probably not Friday... but sometime that weekend). We're having a snuggie party where we will sit in our snuggies and watch movies and eat junk food! Maybe we can even play super smash brothers in our snuggies! How fun would that be? (We're kind of obsessed with super smash brothers wii... just a little *okay a lot!*)
THEN HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS! First on the list is the PETER PAN CAST REUNION! WAHOOO! I'm so excited to hang out at Perkins with a first rate cast, then head over to my house to watch pan and play IMPROV!!!!!!! I still think we should play "Peter Pan Lines" (a peter pan themed version of movie lines). But maybe this is just me! I'm so excited to get to go home though. See people my age (what a change from this place!) We're going party it up like we're in some obscure 80s movie... and have as many adventures as an episode of Chips... Someone stop me before I start making too many references to things most people reading this have probably never heard of! Moooving on!

3. White Elephant Party! Yesterday for Family Home Evening, my singles ward had a white elephant gift exchange. People brought like... actual stuff! Boxes of chocolate, hand soups/other good smelling things, and other NICE things. There were only about 3 of us who brought something "white elephant" worthy. One of those things was a pair of child-sized, used, mis-matching slippers. One was a "home-made snowman kit" with a top hat, and 2 sticks. Mine was a box of rocks and an autographed picture of my face. It was just weird to me that people actually brought good... expensive-ish stuff! Crazy. The girl who got my picture... didn't even think it was funny. :( She didn't even crack a smile. Bummer. I was hoping someone fun would get it. But no! Laaame.

4. Just that. I passed all my finals. :) GO ME.

5. I have a 5 page paper due tomorrow. I have less than 2 pages. I REALLY need to work on it. But I have absolutely no desire. I am tired, grumpy, and have been working my butt off for the past 2 weeks to finish everything for this week. Blech.

WHALE... that's all for now. Ciao. Adios. Aloha. Bye.

I tried to be like Grace Kelly...

But all of her looks were too sad...

So I have a fewww things to say in this little blog post. So I'm going to tell you a list so you can skip over the boring ones. :)

1. Whiffenpoofs 'n' Whatnots
2. Ode to Risotto
3. Messiah Sing-In
4. Question for Quartney
5. Escuela and cookin' mmm.
6. I'm gonna go off on a little tangent that I got from a circle... because that's where you get tangents. :)
7. What's the opposite of an ode? to Upcoming Finals.
8. Any other random crap I decide to talk about with then come out right in this section. :0

Ahem. Anyway. Here we go. :)

1. Whiffenpoofs 'n' Whatnots
So I've been watching the Sing Off. It's so great. I absolutely love it. So natural compared to all the other singing competitions around these days. For those of you who don't know, it's an a cappella singing competition. And I LOVE it. Specifically, I love the Whiffenpoofs. The should NOT have gone home so soon! I bought their songs on itunes... and I love them. I also like... street corner symphony. and I didn't like them at first, but they've started to grow on me... the umm... what are they called? The group with all the music teachers... Groove for thought. I LOVED "Cooler than me." It's pretty much my new obsession.
I need some MAJOR Choir back in my life. It's killing me to not sing everyday. :( Blech. But seriously... when the Whiffenpoofs came out to sing... they looked so dashing that I was instantly in love. And then they opened their mouths... It was just not like any of the other groups... there was none of that boom-sha-whatever that I don't know how to do. It was just SINGING. Beautiful. And that's really all I have to say about that.

Moving on!
2.I love risotto. It's just so freaking tasty. This is my ode to Risotto:
Oh, Arborio
Rice of the Gods
I love to cook Arborio
We're like peas in pods
When you turn into risotto
you taste so great
Creamy risotto
we came together by fate.
I want to cook you and eat you
each and every day
and I would too
If I could get away
with that.

And that's my ode to Risotto. :) I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed my dinner tonight (that consisted of a baked chicken breast with a mornay sauce on top with risotto and glazed carrots) YUMMM. :)

3. Messiah Sing-Ins
I love Christmas. I love the Christmas season. Everything is beautiful. Everyone is nice. And tis the season for Messiah Sing-Ins. As much as I don't really like living in the Salt Lake Valley, I will give it props for the mass amount of Messiah Sing-Ins they hold. I've been to 3 already and might hit up at least one more. :) Woo! I love taking my score and going to sing it. Handel was definitely inspired to write this wonderful work.
The first one I went to was in the Alpine Tabernacle in American Fork. So Amazing. It was a great place to sing! While I didn't really like most of the soloists for this performance (way too much vibrato and awful vowel shapes) it was fun anyway!
Singing the Messiah always makes me think of Mrs Blackburn. Not just from choir in high school... but clear back in the day when she was our ward choir director... and made me, valerie, and Beth sing those recitatives... you know the ones "And lo an angel of the lord came upon them..." that little group... in front of our whole ward. I'd never done choir before and I totally messed up in front of the whole ward! Ah! (That's why it took me so long to get into choir in school by the way... scarred me for a while). But now I've had some more experience... and my nerves don't usually get in the way. HUZZAH.
But anyway. Messiah Sing-ins. Are great. I love them. :)

4. Question for Quartney.
This is random. But. I have a question for you Quartney. Can I be a bridesmaid in your wedding? Whenever it is that you end up getting married. :) That is all.
P.S. I LOVEEE YOU!

5. School. is CRAZY right now. Finals start... TOMORROW. Yes, my finals start on a friday. Weird. I know. But it's my practical... my baking final. And next friday is our written final in baking. This is my crazy homework/finals schedule: Tomorrow is my baking practical where I will be making 1. Chocolate cream pie. 2. Soft dinner rolls. 3. Apple Cinnamon cookies and 4. Banana nut muffins.
Monday: First is my American regional practical where we are having a black box challenge. That means we don't know our ingredients. It has to be Hawaiian themed though. We need to make an appetizer, entree with a starch and a vegetable, and a dessert. That's 5 different things ladies and gents. AH! Also that day, I have a final purchasing project and purchasing portfolio due. Then we have our purchasing final.
Tuesday: American regional written final. Kitchen cleaning. And GIGANTIC portfolio is due.
Wednesday: English portfolio is due. 2 page book report. 5 page research paper.
THURSDAY: Packing for my move. :) No finals though!
Friday: Written baking final. Kitchen Cleaning. MOVING DAY. And the start of Christmas break! WOOHOO! :)

6. I changed my mind about the tangent. This is getting too long. ...maybe next time.

7. Opposite of ode to upcoming finals.

Finals I hate you.
so does everyone else.
It's kind of like... pooh.
that we even have to take you

By the time you roll around
No one likes school anymore
complaining is an oft head sound
and everyone wants to be homeward bound

I'm not much of a poet
and I think we all know it
but with finals coming up
i really can't help it.

They really suck
and it's just my luck
that i'm still in school
and teachers don't give a... very helpful study guide.

Gotchya didn't I? :)

I'm a regular Dr. Seuss. Except I'm not a doctor... nor is my name Seuss... but then again, I guess his wasn't either...

8. RANDOM.
I don't know how to pop my ears. I never have. I'm broken. I can never learn to scuba dive because I can't pop them. This upsets me. Katie Matheson can scuba dive. I think it would be really neat. But I can't. Because I can't pop my ears. I'm broken. :(

Well. That's all. This was long. GROSS. Sorry!

CIAO! ADIOS! ALOHA!