Rain....

It has been raining a lot lately. Some might say that the rain brightens their day...but that just makes no sense. Seriously. When it rains...it gets really dark outside. Others might say that the rain makes their day worse. Sometimes I agree with that. You see, I have a very odd fear. I hate thunder. But i love lightening. And you can't have one without the other. This summer, we had like this HUGE thunder and lightening storm. I do believe that is when my irrational fear of loud noises aka thunder started. Because basically the lightening hit like....right outside my house. And I'm not afraid to admit that when that happened, I ran to my mom's room and got into her bed. And my mom, being my mom, started to sing "Raindrops on roses" because she never passes up a moment to act like Julie Andrews. I love my mom

Anyways, back to rain. It is wet. When it is on your skin, it feels like sweat. Have you ever thought of how much sweat is in a pool? I have! I have! And the thought is not cool. It makes me want to throw up. Yuck. I like to play in the rain. I believe that playing in the rain makes you quite sane. And it makes your hair soft. My dad works at microsoft. That is in Seattle, it rains a lot there. Being caught in the rain can be no fun. So make sure that when you leave the house, the sky is full of sun. Amen.

Looking back on the funny things that I have said...

So as i was cleaning my room today, I found a journal that Holly gave me for my birthday I think when I was 14? i was supposed to fill it with my hopes and dreams. Man, I have some funny random thoughts, and I am going to share some of my favorites with the world.

"A hope and dream of mine is to become a mother. Who knows how i will accomplish this, cause what if I'm an old maid. I couldn't even be a cat lady, because i'm allergic to cats. Where's the fun in that? Maybe I'll adopt kids from China. That wouldn't be very nice, becuase the rest of their lives I'd make fun of them for being squinty eyed. I don't know though, being pregnant kinda appeals to me. Having something growing inside of you, that eats all your food, kicks your bladder so you pee your pants, and they make you look like you have a beach ball that is about to explode under yours shirt just sounds like oodles and boodles of fun to me. "

Wow, i was a deep thinking 14 year old.

"One of my hopes and dreams is when I grow up, not to have any gosh, darn, bleepity beepity bleep Christmas Eve traditions. Maybe when my little urchins/kids are little, but when they're old enough to know that they're Mary and that their brother is Joseph and when they think of the situation, and the words, "Ew", or "Gross" or "Disgusting", or "That's uncalled for" come to mind, then it's time to stop."

Still true today. And then i go on to talk about what a creeper Santa Claus is.

Well, i'm just bored, but i have to go back to cleaning my room. Peace and Blessings. PEACE and blessings.

We are the Cola's!! Hear us......fizzle?

Hello. Me and my friends created a group to show how much we truly love each other!! We are coming out with a line of inspired...mens underwear in our appropriate coca cola alter egos. Well, know that you are excited about our line of...mens underwear, lets introduce those sweet girls!!

Holly! aka, LIME!

Jessy! aka, CF! (Caffeine Free)

Kaari!! aka CHERRY!!!

And Alex! aka VANILLA!

Know, you might be thinking to yourself, why cola? Why not, hmm.....Fantas? Well, let me tell you why. First of all, Fanta's are taken, and they have become something of, well an annoyance to many a people. I mean, that's ALL they talk about, how the Fanta's have been reunited! WHOOPEE! I really can care less. They have photo albums. And I wouldn't even put it past them to dress in their appropriate colors on the first day of school, and walk down the halls linking arms and singing. But have they even thought about creating a line of...mens underwear?! I suppose that they have not! So, that automatically makes the Cola's cooler than the Fanta's. Also, nobody really likes Fanta drinks. They are way too sugary, and artificial tasting. On the other hand, coke is a drink that binds the world together. World peace could eventually be attained using Coca Cola, where as, could Fanta ever do that? H no! And also, another added bonus of Coca cola, is that in the olden days, it used to have like, REAL cocaine in it! Who doesn't like that?! So you see, Cola makes Everybody happy! Fanta's make people fat and depressed and annoyed. Amen.

Swimming.

Yesterday, I went swimming. In the pool. The scera pool to be more exact. I spent the majority of my time trying to avoid people, and stay close to others. And tanning. And trying to get my tramp stamp glitter tattoo on my back to leave a cool sunburn in the shape of a rainbow. That did not work. Holly's HAPPY tattoo in a very inappropriate area did leave a mark. Lifeguards kept checking me out. BOOYA!

Also. Yesterday I went to Cafe Rio. I love Cafe Rio, I love any type of Mexican Food. Including Mama Choo's. Sounds Chinese, but....It's not. I actually finished my food there, that NEVER happens. I want to try this Cafe Paesan place, cause it sounds delicious. So i'm just trying to accumulate as much money as I possibly can so that I can go there. I'm averaging finding about a quarter a day.

My house is apparently haunted. To be more exact, my room has a ghost, who likes to slam the door. I named him Frederick. It scares Holly, but I just think it's funny. I think that people that hook up with people like.....4 or 5 years older than them when they are just a youngin like myself is kinda gross. No offense. It's all good when they are like, 25 and older, but not when it could be considered pedefilezation. Just thought I'd get that out there.

Jacob

Oh jacob, Jacob. I love your face. Oh jacob, your butt is so perfectly placed. Bella is stupid, I'd take you over Edward any day. I will always love you, no matter what people say. I wrote your name, on my hand. And if we get married, it would be quite grand. You suck at acting, but that's okay, because when you look at me, my heart gets all mushy, like clay. When you take your shirt off, I want to faint. I can't look at those washboard abs without losing all my restraint. Your eyes are so dark, they seem to go on for miles. I would do anything, just to see you smile. (thats what the prostitute said) I still can't get over your butt. It just makes me want to be like, What?! What?! Just look at that butt! I love it, a lutt. Bella is psycho, i bet she uses Geico. I love you. I love you. I do. Your hott, Edwards not. Bella and Taylor Swift don't know what they are doing, and people should know that it's you that I am now pursuing. I love you, I love you, I do.

Hello.

So last week, I went on trek. i hated it. No seriously, I did. I'm pretty sure my parents are about to shoot me today too. At family home evening, they asked me to talk about all the "spiritual experiences that happened to me at trek." I didn't have any. Then they asked if, "knowing what I know ....now? (or is is know, i don't get it) would i go back onto trek." to which I replied, "not on your life." Those were not the answers that they were expecting.....oh well.
On trek, I gained a reputation for a stomach healer. While on choir tour, Zoe Wilde taught me a very grand thing. You can make upset stomachs go away, simply by rubbing them. You see, this works because you get the satisfaction of knowing that someone cares enough about you to rub your stomach. I will rub anybodies stomach, I love doing it for some reason. Kaari McIntire also taught me another way to heal upset stomachs, but I only use that as a last resort.
Tomorrow I am going to the Eclipse midnight showing. Don't mock me. I am so excited. Me, Haley Hillstead, and Candice Davis have started a tradition of going to the midnight showings of all the twilight movies, and mocking them loudly while they are showing. People basically want to shoot us by the end of the movies, because we are insulting the fanatics the whole time. The best part about those movies is that they are CHALK full of Thats What She Said jokes. I am in heaven basically.
Everyone is getting sick. Poor Holly threw up her guts today, and I have some other friends that have some sort of stomach flu. Kaari basically died on the last day of trek, and she also threw up. Throw Up doesn't bother me. Crap does. I sound like a seal begging for a fish at Sea World, and I speak like a 900 hooker. My favorite thing to say out loud lately is, "Hey sugar. Wanna have some fun?" Yes, sounding like a hooker is great fun. Well, Holly, I hope this was entertaining enough for you. And Jessy Russell, I love you and thanks for your help today. Peace and blessings. Peace and blessings.

Boredom....

I hate being bored. One day, you can do something inspiringly amazing, then the next day....it's boring as heck. It doesn't make sense in my mind. Yesterday was oodles and boodles of fun, especially stalking Cortt with Jessy and Haley. But then today....nothing is going on. At all. And the phone keeps ringing. And the washer caught on fire again...and so i spent like an hour bailing all the water out. It's so weird how our washer catches on fire! And robbie gets so proud of us whenever the smoke alarm goes off cause of it, and we all have to evacuate the house. He makes us do monthly fire drills, just because he's like an official jr. firefighter of Sandy, City. He is basically obsessed with fire safety. He was going to make us to weekly fire drills, but luckily, those got vetoed. Robbie is the funniest seven year old that you are likely to meet. He thinks that everything is his, ex."Those were MY brownies?!" and I once entered him in the cutest dog competition in 7th grade, and he took 2nd place. I love him, and he makes my life complete. I don't know what I would do without my Robbie.