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SeVeN RaNdUm ThInGz AbOuT MeH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

1. i have a not-so-secret obsession with the olsen twins (mainly mary-kate,) because i feel like on the inside our of minds we are the same people.

2. i don't have a single clue what i "want to be when i grow up," because i have interest in everything/nothing really.

3. if i had a million dollars i would: give one tenth to tithing (aww), spend 10,000 on stuff (clothing, house decor) from anthropologie, give some to charity/poor people?, pay tuition, buy my family a house in utah (provo/park city? both?), take trips to europe, canada, nyc, japan, thailand.. okay, take as many trips as i could, buy a couple burritos, some red mango, and that's it because i can't think of anything else right now.

4. i have been to 5.. almost 6 colleges. de anza, uvsc, byu, byu slc, almost university of utah, uvu. mahaha.

5. murial steals my pictures and i am planning on cutting her

6. lisa is my bffaeaeae. or should i say bbf. we met in 7th grade. in the back of my school, past the track, there is a pathway to walk on so the cool/underground/indie kids' parents could avoid the traffic in front of the school and pick their kids up in the back. well, i carpooled with some chick named amanda kidd, and amanda knew lisa.. so we would walk with her/she would mooch a ride sometimes. before you know it, me and lisa had literally FALLEN in love. we had more fun on the pathway then i ever remember having in all of middle school. we'd write songs about people etc. not sure what happened to amanda. anyway, we joke around that we met on the PATHWAY of life. because we did. as for the "bbf" thing, you have to understand that lisa is a little "special" in such a beautiful way. one time in 7th or 8th grade, she wrote in my yearbook "bbf," meaning "bff" and it just made me laugh and make fun of her a lot. she, being the genius that she is, joked around that she meant to do it and that it meant "best buddies forever." i could write a freaking book about lisa. she is my bbf and my family. we've been through thick and thin together. i've never met a more legit/human/Christ-like person in my life (which is probably why i have such high standards of how i think people should be). if you're reading this, i love you friend :)

7. last night i had a dream about an alien. yeah. me and ariel saw a UFO and followed it til it landed, and some alien popped out and told us that his planet was going to invade ours. also that their planet was like 5 times bigger than earth and that it had 24 billion inhabitants. so we were real scared. but while we were waiting for this big invasion, the alien and i made out in the trunk of a car while ariel drove us around. dead serious.

i tag.................. afton. <3

burned by the cold

i'm done counting on humans. because, as we all know, humans are as "fickle as a paper doll" (thank you annie clarke.) i have never experienced as many ridiculous things as i have in the past year. i just counted, and we're talking like 11. 11 intensely ridiculous things/situations/humans.

from now on i am counting on:
baby Jesus
me
aliens
herbal supplements
flux
a time to live, a time to die, a time to eat burritos, etc

it's all good. 23 is bound to be better than 22. 2009... a billion times cooler than 2008, obv. i can't wait, really. bring on the good decisions/maturity/any other way.

advice for the masses for this holiday season: watch how you treat every living soul.

life after doubt

i feel peace.

children's letters to God:

“Dear God, I keep waiting for spring but it never [did] come yet. Don’t forget.”

“Dear God, If you made the rule for kids to take out the garbage please change it.”

“Dear God, If you watch in Church on Sunday I will show you my new shoes.”

“Dear God, It is great the way you always get the stars in the right place. Why can’t you do that with the moon?”

“Dear God, Thank you for the baby brother but what I prayed for was a puppy.”

“Dear God, I read your book and I like it. I would like to write a book someday with the same kind of stories. Where do you get your ideas? Best wishes.”

life before doubt

i am disturbed.

from everything to mormon phoebia to ridiculous relationships to having -$$$ dollars to my name to the thought of the future.

if every moment of our lives were cradled softly
in the hands of a strange and gentle child,
i'd not roll my eyes so.

lolz

this stuff has made me laugh today:

me: hey afton. what are you doing?
afton: just thinking about the obamas.

ariel: "this world is just crazy... everyone is a hedonist. they just want to eat, drink, and be married." (maybe or maybe not accidently/hysterically referring to the opponents of prop 8)

lisa: i had a freaky dream about that guy i have a crush on. we were making out and i went to grab his *edited for content* and it was an electric gadget. so now he freaks me out.

gtgto bed...... brb tomorrow <3

things

some things i have learned about myself recently (i'll add more as i go on living.) :

1. i am morally opposed to hunting and wonder if becoming a vegetarian would make me feel more whole as a person

2. i am fairly non judgmental and expect people to give me the same courtesy i give them

3. i sometimes pretend i don't care about things because i don't think i should

4. i care about art and everything it includes probably more than i care about anything

5. besides the gospel of Jesus Christ and everything that entails.

6. i am in a rut and there is no reason i should be having trouble connecting with people

7. i am stronger than i thought

one of my very favorite songs.

get me away from here i'm dying
play me a song to set me free.
nobody writes them like they used to so it may as well be me.

here on my own now after hours
here on my own now on a bus
think of it this way,
you could either be successful or be us.

with our winning smiles and us,
with our catchy tunes and words.
now we're photogenic
you know we don't stand a chance

i'll settle down with some old story
about a boy who's just like me
thought there was love in everything and everyone
yes so naive

they always reach a sorry ending
they always get it in the end
still it was worth it as i turned the pages solemnly and then,
with a winning smile the poor boy with naivety succeeds
at the final moment i cried
i always cry at endings.

that wasn't what i meant to say at all
from where i'm sitting, rain
falling against the lonely tenement it sets my mind to wander
into the windows of my lovers
they never know unless i write
this is no declaration, i just thought i'd let you know goodbye

said the hero in the story, "it is mightier than swords
i could kill you, sure, but i could only make you cry with these words."
cry with these words.

get me away, i'm dying.

i voted

i voted.

i guess that makes me awesome.

and, does any one know the secret to accumulating passion? if you have any ideas, please send them my way asap.