Asbestos and Actin

Hey there hi there ho there!

Today was a greatly fun day.

I was woken up at around 9 by Dad, but decided to just lay on the couch in that half-awake, half-asleep state, where you know you're asleep and you can still hear and respond to everything around you. Then Jothan came home and rang the doorbell fifty million times. Other people were asleep so I had to jump up to answer the door. Then I got up because I knew there would be no going to sleep after that. I had breakfast and played piano a bit, then we all piled into the car at 10:40 to go to an easter-egg hunt thing. We did that, and it was fun (it was only for Thaden and Schink, but that's okay. It was fun watching them. It was at a different church, though, so Aurora was church-bashing some of the time, which annoyed me. Gen Con just addressed this. Did you pay attention? Good.) Then Dad decided all-of-a-sudded that he wanted to go to the Dairy Creamery or something like that (it's a cow farm) so we did, and first we had lunch at their restaurant (delicious sandwiches, salad, and all-you-can-drink milk). Then we went on the tour (it was just our family, and it was so cool!). The tour was awesome. It made me want to work on a cow farm. Our tour guide (one of the ranch owners) was really nice. After the tour, we went home, then I practised piano for a bit, then went to my last piano lesson (it got rescheduled twice). I think that's one of the things I'm gonna miss the most. Piano Teacher was so nice (she used to be my YW prez; she still is the YW prez) and she was always positive and complimentary. She had great advice, and she was really fun and easy to talk to. I'll miss her. I'll miss piano lessons. I looked forward to those each week.

After that, I came home and did stuff, then went outside and played with Pooless. I ended up pushing him in a wheelbarrow that has only one handle. He liked it. I liked it. It made us both happy. Then mum polished my hair a bit, trimming just my fuzzies and my bangs. Being a perfectionist is good sometimes. Now they're at the store, getting easter stuff, and after this post, I'm going to go clean. Wahoo. After I clean, I'm gonna play on the computer. 

Oh, my hair's been recut and redyed. It looks awesome (except now it's so short that I'm gonna need to wear mascara all the time or I'll look like a dude). It'll look even more awesome on me once I've lost weight. Then I can be a thin pixie beauty. But the dye is Demi, so I need to redo it every 6-8 weeks. So I'm a-bringin' hair colour to college! w00t!

Four days. Love.

vOLvEr a RExBurG

EDIT: I said that I had a 200-a-month budget. Well, it's actually a 200-a-semester food budget. Now THAT will be awesome.

(8 days)

I've got webcam set up, I've got budget made, I've got bags packed, I've got (most) affairs set in order. Most of what I need to figure out now has to be done when I get to Burgga-da-Burg-Rexy-Roxy-Roxbury-Rexburg. I need to wash my clothes, though...which I'll do after this! But I'm  pretty much ready to leave in a day and NEVER NEVER NEVER come back. 

If I don't get a job this semester, I'll need a job next semester. If I don't get a job next semester, I'm gonna be living off of oatmeal, tuna, and ramen, and not going to any university events unless I can bum off of friends. 

I budgeted so that I only spend 200/semester on food...how's that for awesome!!

So thank goodness there are lots of parties and food handouts on the college scene. It's too bad guys don't like me or I could go on dates every night and get food that way. 

I do hope things work out and I can stay there.

I need a job. And I don't just need a job. I NEED a job. Unless I want to come back here. But I'd rather starve on a 200-per-month food budget than come back here.

That's the end. I am SO SO SO excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And SOOO happy!!! I'm goin' back, I'm goin' back, I'm goin' back hooooooooooooooome!

And I'll be right by the temple again, and this semester, I'm determined to go often.

So what's gonna happen this semester? Will I make new friends? Hopefully. Go on some dates? Highly doubtful. Learn a lot? DEFINITELY! Try my best? I plan to!

Have fun?

A solid and resounding YES.

And now I scream it: 

LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Your voice is void Squeeze 'til your bones break

Hey, wanna hear a secret?

Come closer.

No, closer.

Closer.

Closer.

Good.

(I think I like country music)

Tell anyone, and your children will die, your house will be consumed in fire, your cat will eat your fish, your dog will eat your cat, and you'll never fit into a size less than XXXXL again.

Tell anyone, and your hair will fall out, your eyeballs will pop, your nose will become huge, and your entire body will be covered in red pus-acne.

You'll never catch me listening to it on  my own, or tolerating it. As soon as it comes on, I'll do the regular "EW, country!" and make them change it. And therefore will this abnormality be crushed. I won't have this uncultured crap poisoning me.

But besides that. I stayed up 'til 1:30 last night (I intended to stay up longer, but I fell asleep on the floor watching Hercules with Mum and Aorta, then in a sleepy stupor stumbled over to the couch and slept there) and woke up all of a sudden at 5:30. I was just like, "okay" and chilled on the comp. Then I had breakfast, then practised piano, then drove Aorta to cross, stayed there and looked at the waves and the sand and the sky and played the keyboard (I took it in the car) (Side Note- There are few things as awesome and beautiful as coming over a hill and seeing the ocean, big, blue, stretching on until it meets the horizon). Then we went home (we wanted to stay and play on the beach so bad, but it was FREEZING and windy). 

At home I made breakfast for Smells, Schink, and Mum. Then I did stuff, then I INVENTED MY OWN RECIPE!

I'm still working on it. Today was trial 1. I'll have to wait 'til 50 million years in the future 'til trial 2. But I think I know what to do now, and how it'll turn out. Ying!

Then I ran some errands with mum, and did other stuff, and now I'm playing piano and messing around with "Nearer, My God, to Thee". You know how people play hymns and just make them beautiful all impromptu-like? Yeah, I can't do that. But I can add in an extra note or two and stuff. Nothing worth mentioning. It's just fun, and good practise, I'd imagine. I love piano.

Right now, I'm wearing two shirts (one backwards) and two bras (one backwards) and my necklaces backwards. Yes, I am cool.

Okay. Check this place out if you ever feel like making music:

noteflight.com

It's cool. I just wish I could compose music...ah, that would be awesome.

Plywood Plaster of Paris People Pry Potatoes REXBURRY BURG BURG!!! 8 days, 2 hours. LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEE!

Side Note

Oh look, this side-note gets its own post!

Anyways, I was inspired by an artist on deviantART to try and make some felt accessories, so I'm browsing photos of felt accessories on google. I saw a picture of a girl with her hair in a ponytail and all of a sudden, for absolutely no reason at all, I wanted to have longer hair. I want to be able to pull my hair into a ponytail again.

So there you go.

I'm going to use my sleeping time on thinking about making feltstufffs. 

Gen Con and The Rexburg

Gen Con Gen Con GEN CON!!!

I love it.

I loved all the talks. Theme (according to Eolhc)- Adversity: Why it is Necessary and How to Get Through it.

But I'm not presumptuous.

Watching Gen Con reminded me of last year's conference. That was so fun, and such a great experience.

I budgeted and figured that in order for me to live in Le Burg for winter, I need a job. Even just an on-campus job will work. But it'd be cool if I could get a longer-term one. I'm going to do what I can, and pray that it works out and that I'm supposed to stay in Rexburg, because I don't think I could bear another four months at home. I'm done with that phase. 

But to find a job...I'm scared. I've never had a "real" job and so I don't really know how to work, and I'm shy so I won't be able to talk to my co-workers unless they talk to me first. Maybe I'll do something where I don't have to interact too much, thereby prolonging the problem. Yes, I'll do that, because I'm comfortable with that.

11 days. I love piano.

Hi, Hello, Hey: Let's all be gay (happy)!

Financial aid came in! (finally)

It's for fall/spring '09/'10.

Tomorrow, I get to create a budget and find out how much it costs to stay in Burgland for winter semester. 

I've said it before, and I'll say it again: If I can help it, I'm never returning to this blasted, cursed, idiot state with its laid-back people and horrid weather. (grumble grumble)

So for tomorrow, at least, I have purpose!

1 week, 4 days. 11 days.

The closer it gets, the longer it takes to get here. Time is definitely relative. Sidetrack- Isn't it so cool how everything is relative? It was physics that first helped me to realise that. Right now, I'm moving at zero kilometers per second. OR AM I?! I'm also moving at 0.5 km/s, 30 km/s, and 250 km/s, according to this site: www.enchantedlearning.com/subjects/astronomy/planets/earth/Speeds.Shtml.

Because I am on the earth, I move as fast as the earth moves when I'm not moving. 

Take a physics class. It is so WAY interesting. But make sure you get a good teacher. My teacher was a prat, therefore I learned a LOT less than I could have and everything got all muddled. He was a coach. Coaches shouldn't teach. Especially not physics. But take a physics class. I'm definitely giving it another go. It really helps you look at the world differently. 

Then again, I'm a nerd. Don't tell anyone, though.

I made caramel today. It was FAWESOME!!! Like so immensely incredibly delicious, I would eat the whole dang pan if I didn't give a fart about my body.

Here's the recipe. Make it. Eat it. Get fat.

Or not.

http://www.leitesculinaria.com/recipes/cookbook/caramels.html

We also went to the beach. There were stupid ugly clouds covering the entire sky except for a sliver at the horizon where we watched the sun for maybe 5-10 minutes as it set. It was pretty, but still can't beat those sunsets in the Burg.

I also went on the trampoline in a short-sleeved shirt in the 44 degree windy spring weather. How's that for MANLY!?

Oh, and last night I made chicken tetrazzini. It is the FACE! But I don't have the link, and no one pays any attention to the recipes I post anyways, so it doesn't matter.

I had oatmeal for breakfast, lunch, AND dinner today. 

There's really nothing else that sounds good (besides cereal) and the way I make it, it's just delicious. 

What?

You want to hear how I make delicious oatmeal?!

Of course you do. Because I know that everyone who has access to a computer reads my blog and tries the recipes I recommend, you're all just too shy to comment. I know how it is.

So, usually you boil 1 cup water with a dash of salt, then add 1/2 cup oats.

Well, I use 2 cups of water with 1/4 tsp salt, then add 1/2 cup oats. 

Then I put it in this green glass bowl that we have, and it's big, and I add milk to about 1/2 in from the top (maybe 1/2-3/4 cup?)

Then I add some cinnamon (1/2 tsp?) and some Splenda (a few tbsps).

It's really REALLY good, and it fills you up, unlike just having 1 regular serving.

Beat that.

I wore a dress to the beach.

I have 11 more days in this evil place.

I like piano.

No, I LOVE piano. And I'm dead nervous for my class. Where's Confidence? I need him (because Confidence is definitely a him...Haughtiness is a girl, Arrogance is unisex, Cockiness is a guy, Shyness is a girl, and so on).

Tomorrow is General Conference and I'm so glad. I'm going to watch it at the church so that I don't have the chatelaines to distract me. I can't wait to go down to SLC for fall.

I need a hairtrim.

11 days.

e-l-e-v-e-n-d-a-y-s

Have you heard of the Leven Thumps books? Have you read them? You should, they're good.

Next week is spring break for the chatelains, and it's gonna suck to death.

S:OIEN:FHLWHEB"QPOWHJRNBG?K>X

I'm tired and I refuse to sleep.

I'm going to go use the bathroom then go waste time and try not to fall asleep.

Then tomorrow I'll sleep in then go to Gen Con and then stay for two hours and play piano (I'll bring lunch with me) then watch Gen Con then play piano s'more. Same on Sunday, except for the 2 hour break we have choir practise. Did I mention I'm singing alto, and it's awesome?

Hey-o.

Look at us we're beautiful All the people push and pull but They'll never get inside We've got too much to hide

Happy April first, happy two weeks!!!!!

Did piano today; discovered Chopin's "Raindrop" prelude. It's fun.

I'm SO close to finishing my book of drawings. SO CLOSE!

My suitcase is packed, my things are sorted, I'm ready to leave and I'll not be thwarted.

Hail Rexburg, here I come; it's been too long and life's been quite dumb.

Bored I shan't be, when I return to thee. 

Oh gee. 

I think I'll pee.

I made a recipe with meat in the slow cooker (the only way I can cook meat and know it'll come out perfect) and it was WAY spicy. 

I have chocolate-chip cookie dough fro' yo' waiting for me in the freezer. Fun Fact: Chocolate-chip Cookie Dough ice cream is mum's fave ice cream. I used to hate it. Now I like it (but only in fro' yo' form; I hate ice cream- it just tastes like lard. Thick and creamy on the tongue- ew.) Mum's other fave kind of ice cream is Cookies and Cream. I still hate that kind. But I LOVE Mint-Chocolate-Chip. Ying.

Two weeks.

Two weeks.

Two weeks.

Two weeks.

Looovveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Learning, friends, bipolar weather. Exercise (but not the pointless kind). Shopping for yourself, by yourself. Going on walks wherever you want without informing anyone, just because you want to. Music Outlet. Snow building. Musical performances. Salt Lake City.

Oh holy. I miss it. And I can't believe I'll be back in ONLY TWO WEEKS! LOOVEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

I wonder what this semester will hold. We'll see, shan't we? :D

Cor, I'm stoked.

LOVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE