Where I'll be tomorrow:

I'm going camping [and not to rehearsal]! Huzzah!

Fingers crossed the weather's a little warmer there than it is here...snowcaves just don't sound appealing...

Sick Cycle Carousel

You know what, I really do not like conflict. I don't like deception, I don't like drama. (Ok, sometimes I convince myself that it makes my life exciting, but then I experience it and I hate it.)

You know something else? The awesome thing about being sick is you don't really have any appetite. So if I was sick (which I'm not, of course) then I wouldn't have to worry about cooking or anything (which of course I did when I made...myself....crackers...for dinner?). I wouldn't have to come home between classes to eat lunch, and I wouldn't have to buy anything besides yogurt and aforementioned crackers at the grocery store. Yep, I'd say that would almost make it worth it to be sick. Too bad I'm not.

You can convince yourself of just about anything. I've been practicing real hard.

oh...crap...

"You made a horrible error!"*

I tried out this new template that was really, really awesome yesterday, but...it wasn't compatible (actually I'm just not computer/html/blogging smartsy enough to figure it out) with my blogroll/photos/other random stuff I have on the sidebar of my blog, so I switched it back. In the process, however, it got rid of all my widgets, so I had to start my blogroll over...and...I don't remember the urls to all of your blogs! So if you were on my blogroll before (or if you want to be now, haha) post a comment so I can find your blog, or send me your url. Thanks pals!

*If you know what that's from, you're my new best friend. :)

Confession:

I have been such a slacker this semester.

*gasp*shock*horror*how?!*

Can we say sophomore slump?
Umm...yes.
But...I've been having so much fun, and I'll put my heart and soul into academics next fall just like old times, so I'm inclined to say it's worth it.

Spring just makes me so much happier. and not having to worry about tuition takes the pressure off just a tad.
That's all. :)

P.S. I'm really into small font side notes right now. Annddd...I'm looking for an easy to implement 3 column blog template, so if you know of where I can find one...that'd be awesome.

run, run...fast, fast...cha, cha, chachi!

Today I love:

picnics
"Arrested Development"
Rockband
study parties
daffodils blooming by the ramp
getting good test scores for the first time in a long time
rocking Dashboard songs

We toasted with apple mocktinis yesterday:
"May we be lucky all year long!"

So far, so good.

Something to work on:

"Life is good, if we live in such a way to make it so.' . . . 'A good life' comes as a result of the way we do things, of the words we choose to say, and even of the kind of thoughts we choose to have. . . . . . . 'Wanting to' is the determining factor which leads us to lay hold upon the word of God and be happy. Perseverance in making correct decisions is what leads us to happiness."

-Benjamin de Hoyos of the Seventy

Mouthwash

Nationals was awesome, as usual. :)
No tears this year, so that's always a plus.
I got a ballroom scholarship (!!!) so I won't have to pay tuition next year even if I do end up losing my academic scholarship this semester. Whew....

I don't even know what to write right now. I think I've got a glimmer of a something to say, but I can't get it all straightened out in my head (maybe because I can't or because I'm in denial, I don't know).

HESI[FREAKING]TATION just might kill me. That's all I'm saying.

I heart Ender:

"There was a stab of insight there. Ender caught it and then it immediately slipped away.
-Well, if it's true, then I'll think of it again."

Ender in Exile by Orson Scott Card

I hope I can just think of it in the first place.

Sneak Preview

My {new} latin dress.

That I'll be wearing {tomorrow night} at 8 PM

at {nationals}.

You all should {come} ;)

That was supposed to be much more enjoyable

Sometimes I'm glad that dreams are just dreams.
I don't really remember what my rational was when I decided this morning to sleep through religion. Was it worth it? Ummm...nope. I spent the next hour dreaming with a feeling of total creepiness and darkness. It wasn't even that anything really scary happened, everything just felt so off and unsettling...I was babysitting Meg's Russian cousins (pretty sure she doesn't have any...)while they moved all of their stuff into an elevator in the dance building on campus so they could move here, but no one was coming back so I could leave and go to lunch with Kim and Jordan, and then I was rushing to a ballroom comp at some high school where it was like small groups competiting on the floor at the same time (one guy and two girls, three girls together, etc). Our event was coming up, so I ran to get changed into the black latin dress I'm going to buy, but I couldn't decide which fishnets to put on- black or caramel? Then I realized the window was wide open, there were no blinds, and some guy with a camera was sitting in his car. I went somewhere else to get changed and realized I needed to go to my car, which when I got to it had some creepo guy in it who told me I had a nice car (well that's for surely a lie, I love my car and all, but it's like 10 years old), and then told me he was taking it. So I grabbed my coat and math book (I'm not taking math) from the front seat and watched him drive away. I went to tell my parents and they were basically like, "Hmmm, that's too bad." Then, I was someplace with arches that was supposed to be the chemistry building and I was handed a white envelope (that looked exactly like one of those dance scholarship envelopes) that told me I got a chemistry scholarship and that I got a locker on campus in some building I'd never heard of. That was happy and all until I found out my friend got one too, but not for as much, and she kept asking me how much mine was, and I didn't want to tell her because I didn't want her to feel bad...
And I wrote this immediately upon waking.
Apparently I am:
afraid of being locked into responsibilities
anxious about nationals and fishnets
worried about my car
nervous about scholarships

Hmm. Pretty much sums it up.

just kidding. I'm not that worried about my car. The fishnets though, that decision is freaking me out.

whooooosssshhhh....

in Just-
spring          when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman

whistles       far         and wee --

and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring

when the world is puddle-wonderful
the queer
old balloonman whistles
far       and         wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and

it's
spring
and
      the

              goat-footed

balloonMan         whistles
far
                              and
              wee

-ee cummings

Let it burn

Grad school sounds less appealing with every chem exam.
Guys, what am I going to do with my life?

like the ocean needs the waves

Let me tell you something:
you want to be that guy.

{ask a ninja}

There's no way we're old enough for this

Congrats Mr. & Mrs. Christensen. Thanks for letting me participate in your wedding activities. :)

I think I simply ought to fall overboard just so you can catch me

My bestie/roomie is getting married in less than two days and tonight is the very last night we'll be sleeping in the same room...
*sad*happy*nostalgic*
I'm so happy for her and her fiance! As I've watched their relationship progress from last year to now, all I can say is they're basically perfect for each other.
Manda, I'm really, really going to miss living with you, but I am so proud of you! Thanks for your awesome example and for living the kind of life that you are worthy to get married in the temple. Thanks for all the crazy parties (little smokies in the crock pot...not such a good idea...dance parties in the kitchen = good idea), videos, photo shoots (ha), late night chats, dating advice, kitchen gadget and food sharing, movie watching, vacationing, shopping, complaining, homeworking, and all the other memories. You are so incredible, and Dave is a very lucky guy.
May you get your sunny wedding day and only one toaster!
Love you :)

Have a speedy recovery!

- my turtle birthday balloon from Alena and Joan.
If either of you are blog stalking me and you read this, I love you both and I absolutely adored your presents and card! Thanks!
A big thank you to everyone else who made my birthday special: all my friends who dedicated blogs to me, all the people who texted/facebooked/called and wished me happy birthday, my jawesome roomie Amanda for making me birthday posters in our apartment, my fam for dropping off birthday presents ("Scrubs" season one AND "House" season four...rocccckkkkkk on!), Lance for giving me lunch and a beautiful present. I really appreciate it!

The best present of all: nailing the spectra problem on my o chem quiz. nevermind the fact that i still got the same average overall score which means i missed a bunch of points elsewhere...this is the first time ever i've gotten that problem!

so much for "arrested development" and ice cream...

Why can't I just let something go? I swear I'm only being argumentative for a principle, like I'm looking for reasons to be angry.
And why do I have this awful hunch that my birthday's going to suck?

Oh yeah, because I've got an o chem quiz.
And it's one more day that I haven't studied for my Saturday test.

Someone get me a service project. Maybe I should move to Sudan?

Or study instead of writing pointless posts.

AWOIeFNBadhcaksdfjhoiHEGBASKJBHDGalkjnfa!

(translation: this is how i spend my last night as a teenager? pathetic!)