Captain's Log

Captains Log: Sooo much to do and sooo little time!!

A homework situation must be addresed immediately. Homework has piled to alarming wa-zoo rate.

Why does every one coin that term.... What exactly is is a wazoo anyhow?

Someone... get me out of this....

Beam me up Scotty!!!!

As a child growing up some of my fond memories of my families (when my parents where together) was when we'd watch movies all together.

My father is a science fanatic. So usually when my father was home we'd watch things we knew he'd enjoy. So usually we'd watch Star Wars and Star Trek.


I remember when I was younger I was really scared by Star Wars and Star Trek. One of the series in Star Trek is about this caterpillar bug thing what goes into the ears of the commanders and those on board. ...I remember being so grossed and freaked out.

Those where some great memories of all the family....

I'm so excited to see the new Star Trek!!!!! I know it's been out forever but I'm just not interested in seeing it by myself. Unfortunately... most of my friends aren't interested in watching a Star Trek movie. I also didn't really want to watch it with someone who was just going to watch it because they found the main actor attractive. Yes, I've seen the poster and I agree... he is but that's isn't why I'm watching it.

I want to watch it with someone who has scene the episodes.

My favorite character for Star Trek I think is Data.

One of the scenes that has really stuck with me is a scene where Data is on his commanding desk and he starts singing ,"Life forms... little life forms...."

Another scene where Data starts laughing... and I believe it could be the Captain who asks what he is laughing at (Data at this time has received an emotion chip [He's a robot]). Data responded that he has just understood a joke, at which point the Captain says, "Data... that was over ten (perhaps more) years ago..."

A few weeks ago I was flipping through the channels and I came across Star Trek. I had to watch it. My roommates boyfriend walked out of her room and asked me what I was watching. When he realized what it was he started laughing a little then came and sat by me.

Ahh.... Memories.

Bloggers until my next post.... Live long and prosper....

Music Association...

When ever I am feeling down or slightly negative I listen to happy music. However now there are certain songs that I can't listen to.

Why?

Because of association. Smells are one the biggest association factors that triggers memories. I'm not sure where sounds comes in, but to me if a song comes on after a specif adventure... or situation. I always remember that moment when the song comes on.

This is not bad unless it is an unpleasant memory. Sadly, some of my "Happy Songs" are no longer happy due to unfortunate instances....

Below are a few of my "happy songs". Thus far no memories... Brilliant!

Just Haven't Met You Yet...
I love Buble. I would totally marry him if he was LDS*! Ha ha.




Grace Kelly....
Every time I listen to this song. I love it.


Lollipop...
Another song by Mika. It's brilliant. Also it talks about love getting you down. So this is a grand song for when I'm a little annoyed with guys.


New Soul
It's so happy and light....



Feel the Rush
I love Shaggy....


Love Like This
I love both of these artists....


Do You Love Me?
Seriously I love this song! And who ever created this specific editing... I love them! I usually don't watch the videos but with this one I sometimes do.... Ha ha. Just because it's so happy!!!!


Beautiful Girls
Who couldn't love this song? I don't like the remake by that girl, she just sounds full of herself....


New Shoes...
This song was on my first phone and I love it! It's all about moving forward... BRILLIANT!!! Isn't it amazing how much new clothes, shoes, accessories or something else like that can help us feel a little more positive and give us that little self esteem boost.


Anyway... I could keep uploading songs. These are just a few that I consider "Happy Songs" that I'm almost positive I will always like. ...I just love music! However when I listen to "Happy Music" I usually don't concentrate well.... Ha ha. Like now. I should be doing homework.


I've always been jealous at musically inclined people. The people who can play tons of musical instruments and it just comes easy.... I use to play the piano but my teacher moved so... I stopped. Lame I know...

I'm starting to learn the guitar but thus far it has been a slow slow... slow process.... Ha ha. I must get on the ball.....

Alas with school I mostly just play with my free time and recently haven't been accomplishing too much... :P
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LDS: Member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

Random Facts

Wow I'm realizing more and more how demanding I am. With blogging I wonder if I'm just sending out vast information and no one is listening... (echo: listening... listening... listening)

Ha ha. I crack myself up.

I was deciding what to post today and I thought I'd write a few things that make me interesting.

So here are a few facts:

-When I go to the bathroom I have to move the curtain so I can see inside the tub. That's right, for some reason I'm worried there is a serial killer standing in my shower.... Lame? I know.

-When I get really nervous or stressed I play with my collar bone. I usually don't recognize it unless someone points it out. However, I've started to do it when when I'm uncomfortable so I recognize when I'm doing it then.

-I have a fear of swiming next to the swimming pool lights by myself. One time when I was little I had a dream that the light was an eye of an alligator and he came out of the pool wall. I swam the whole length of the pool to get away and at the end of the dream, he ate my leg. When I woke up one of my legs was under the covers and I thought it really was gone.... I haven't like the pool lights since.... I know I'm such a baby.

-When I sit I usually have to sit with one of my legs tucked underneath, (so I sit on one of my feet). I even do this in skirts. I've learn how to sit just so, so that I don't have to worry about beng undecent. I remember once I was sitting outside and my brother came up behind me and laughingly said, "I knew it was you way far back because I knew ONLY MY SISTER would sit like that in a skirt!"

-I never really read my text before I send them so most of the time "if"s become "he"s. And various things like that. It drives people crazy....

-I love heels, especially high heeled boots. I wear them all of the time and I litterally kill the heels. (Check out my past blog about my heels dying)

-I use to have my long hair to cover my face, but now it's short so I resort to pulling my shirts to cover my face like a bandit when I'm nervous.

-I hate public bathrooms! I especially hate when the trash can isn't near the door handle. If not I resort to opening the door with my feet (and in heels that's difficult) or with my shirt....

-I sing and dance in stores. It drives some people crazy but I like to do it. Sometimes I do it just so who ever I am with will get really nervous....

Anyway.... that's just a few random facts.

Depicting My Love Life....

One of my friends, Madeline, found this fabulous photo that depicts my love life beautifully....

Basically that's it....

He PEED IN MY LAUNDRY BASKET!

The other week I was playing over at my oldest brothers house. I was playing with his two kids, Sarah and Kyle. Kyle's is about to be turning three however he is not potty trained.

This is where the story comes in....

The other day I was over at my brother's house and my mother had stopped by on her way to see my stepfather. So my mother being the wonderful women she is, brought back the things I'd left at home during the Christmas break. Out of those things my mother brought back my laundry basket.

A couple minutes past and I heard Kyle talking and playing. I walked into the hallways and found Kyle in my laundry basket.

Now this laundry basket is one of the material baskets that can contract. Kyle had climbed inside with his little sleeper on. I thought it was cute of him so we took a few snap shots with his little face peeping out of the laundry baskets.

After awhile I had planned to get him out of the basket because I didn't want him to bend the metal bands that gave the baskets it's shape.

As I sat on the ground Kyle suddenly came to me with his voice raised. I couldn't understand him at first. Kyle leaned into me and I went to give him a hug and then went to pat his little bum.

Then when my hand made wet contact on his bum. "Why are you wet?" I said in slight disgust.

Then his voice became clear, "CHANGE!"

Oh no. "Oh no... YOU PEED IN MY LAUNDRY BASKET!?"

He then raised his voice again in a shrill voice, "CHANGE!" He raised his hands in the air and shook his little fists.

Now you have to realize I'm a slight germ a-fob. After I took care of Kyle I washed my laundry basket....

My family teased me to no end and kept laughing at me.

After it was all done I muttered under my breath, "He PEED in my laundry basket...." My family all erupted in a fit of laughter again.

Shesh* It's a good thing I'm just a single girl and I don't have to worry about taking care of kids all of the time.

Wendy's Razor: Want Fries With That?

Kelli Jean, "Yeah I was wondering why there was a Wendy's spoon in the bathroom....

Through my entire life I've learned to "Make do"... hence the blog title. Growing up in a small town you simply have to figure out what to do with what you have.

I'm sure Wendy's never thought their spoons would be used in a manner quite like this. I know it looks strange but I assure you it works wonders! The plastic makes it very flexible.

I know.... I'm basically BRILLIANT!

A while back on a Saturday I decided I was tired of investing in plastic cheap razors. Seeing as I shave basically everyday, I determined it was time to invest in a great fabulous razor. Have you ever realized that guys razors work considerably better than women's razors? It's true, therefore I invested in a guys razor.

I did so and I have loved it. However last time I went to the fabulous world of WalMart, I bought the wrong razor set. That's right I went to put the razor replacement onto my new razor and found out it was the wrong size. A perfect... nonfit.

While sitting on the floor in my room starting at the razor heads and sunk my hair in near defeat. Sunday was the next morning and I wanted a fresh, sharp razor to shave my legs. This didn't seem possible.

I again glared at the razor open package and considered a few possibilities. I could attempt to shave my legs by holding on to the small razor but that didn't seem very plausible.

I looked again at the razor very carefully and a brilliant thought popped into my mind. The opening of the razor was the perfect size for the end of a utensil. Ah I am indeed brilliant. Immediately I decided I didn't want to use a real spoon in fear that it would rust. Also it would be weird to eat with a spoon that I also used to help shave my legs.... Right? Right.

At that moment in time I remembered that I had a spare plastic spoon from Wendy's. Seriously, I love fast food. It's one of my major weaknesses.

So I first opened a Wendy's spoon from it's wrapper but it was slightly too loose. After a few times of trying to shave my legs at it always falling off I decided I needed a few extra millimeters.

Then I realized if I got another spoon and kept the wrapper on it, it would be the perfect fit.

So currently I have an awesome razor. I should have done this long before and not even invested in a guys razor. If I would have know this, I would have been using Wendy's Utensil Razors a long time ago.

Just remember fellow bloggers... learn how to make do!

Short Hair vs. Long Hair

It's a proven fact that all guys like girls with longer hair.

All right you caught me... it isn't proven. However, I feel it is safe to assume generally guys like girls with longer hair. From a state that is generally conservative... I implore you to prove me other wise.

Generally I think guys have a classification of a general beauty:

Tall, Long flowing hair, full lips....

Currently, I think guys are more into the dark haired look. Perhaps it's because it' s viewed as more sexy....

Type A: That's right... Megan Fox. Currently every guys dream.





I'll admit certain times I think.... maybe I should grow my hair out again. Maybe I should try something new.

However as I was talking to Kelly I realized. I don't want to. Although sometimes I like my hair cut more times than others. I like my hair short.

Sometimes I'm not as crazy about it. Like now. My supposed A-line isn't as good as I like it but oh well...

And if a guy can't handle my short hair, well i can't handle him....

Ha ha.

Okay Okay. I wish I was that confident.....

Video Blog: Shoes.... still BROKEN

So... the sound sucks on this. So you'll have to use earphones or something. Ha ha.

Sorry this video post is lame... I will figure out a way to fix my sound... but for now. Just look at my poor shoes... *sniff*

APPARENTLY HEELS AREN'T MEANT TO BE WORN...

Apparently high heels aren't meant to be worn. It's RIDICULOUS! There shoes? They should be able to be worn like sneakers. Right?

I don't go hiking in them but COME ON. Heels should at least be able to be worn on cement, tar and various other places with out ruining your shoes.

Anyone who knows me, knows that I love heels. There a basic necessity. I use to wear them every day but then the weather got horrid... and my backpack always weighs like 20 pounds. No joke... books+laptop=back problems. I'm going to invest in a backpack on wheels but I'll get into that later.

Anyway, so I walk basically every where I go. This includes back and forth to school roughly a ten minute walk but in heels it adds an extra three min because it's harder to walk in heels with another life form on your back.

I also go for walks and various other things cause me to walk. The whole no car situation really helps out the factor.

Manufactures of heels must have decided that girls who wear heels only wear them indoors.... So I am debating to write a note to a high heel company. Businesses should create the ultimate heel. A heel for an on the go girl! Maybe they should use steel heels and then they can be a weapon if necessary.... Although that probably wouldn't be a good selling point. I will also insist they put in better soles in the heels... I usually wear mine out.

Damages to all my heels:

All heels are rubbing off on the area where the heel punctures the ground. This part of the shoe where the plastic covering over the shoe...slowly rolls up. Honestly I don't know how I do it. Actually I do, I just think it's ridiculous that heels aren't meant to be walked in.

My boot heel is starting to actually wiggle on one shoe. I was walking to the library I just noticed it. The heel wiggles! Now I'm might have to carry a spare pair of shoes if I ever decide to wear these again. How lame.... EPIC fail!

I doubt me climbing up a tree or any other epic journey I've done in these boots made any contribution to it's nearly broken stem. *sigh* Lame. I should probably not wear them so much....

Note: I wouldn't suggest climbing in high-heels up a tree.... It's quite hard when climbing but really hard when getting down. I would attest that the jump down was the hardest. I had to land on my toes. I didn't want to break the heel.... I was quite proud of myself because I basically made a perfectly landing. So although it might be satisfactory... I wouldn't suggest it. I'm sure if you don't... your heels will last much longer than mine have.

I actually purchase two pair of boots that are flat upon my mothers request. So I really have been wearing them almost everyday. They are more of a casual look which I like but I don't absolutely love.

...I miss the power that I feel in heels. And now my only heels that I wear in the winter aka: my boots are going to break. Now I won't have very many power days....

My poor beautiful shoes... why must you wear out so fast?

Why the Rush?

So recently I heard a freshman girl say: I'm not here to get a degree, I'm just going to get married."

Thought Process:
So wait let me get this straight your sepding all this money just to get a guy? YOUR ONLY 18!! Maybe 19 at the oldest....

Why is everyone in this rush to get married? What about everything in between graduating and getting married?

First off I'd just like to say: I love love. I am absolutely thrilled and ecstatic about how one day I will find that person who will make me what to be better and who I will not want to live without. However, note I did not say that I can't wait. I can wait. Actually I'm really scared to fall in love because I know that even really really really liking someones hurts.... So it's always worrisome when you decide to love someone but that's where trust comes in.

A few nights ago I got in a slightly heated conversation. I think I was the only one really speaking heatedly... ha ha. I tend to be a tad dramatic.

Apparently there are a lot of people in this world who can decide after a few weeks or a few DAYS if they are going to get married to someone (and if your religious like me, all of eternity).

I could never do that. I'm too indecisive. It takes me like ten minutes to decide I'm going to get a chocolate, chocolate dipped large cone from Dairy Queen. And that's what I ALWAYS get...

Note: Good memories. This photo is of when one of my best friends Kelly came down to visit me in Cedar. Now we are roomies. :P With two other awesome/amazing girls. There's Kelly, Kelli Jean and Kitty. I'm stuck with the KKK.... Ha ha. Just teasing I love these girls and out of all of them I'm probably the craziest....

In restaurants I am always the last one to order. And when ever I make a new purchase it takes we like an hour to decide if I'm going to buy it after all.... This is the kind of person I am and I realize other people are wired differently. However I still feel as though people should be ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN 100 PERCENT!

I've seen students and friends of mine get married and divorced in the two and a half years of my college life.

Now I hear the uproar! Just be patient and wait! Hear me out! Or stop reading right now.

It's true that sometimes it's just right and people just know it. Honestly my mind can't really wrap around that concept yet, but I trust others and their judgments.

I'm just saying is before you get married at least know the person for a few months before you marry them. Preferably longer, in my opinion, (but what do I know?) so you can see the "real" them. So whether you do this by dating them or being their friend get to KNOW the real them. And when you start to date them I would still say it takes a long time before you get to know the "real" person they are.

In dating we put our great faces forward and that's great.

For example, in my case I wear make-up. Make-up is one of my security blankets and guys don't see me without it for a really long time.... Shesh I've never really been in the stage where I'm comfortable with a guy seeing me without it. So I don't want to marry someone who thinks the make-up less me is ugly.

Some people might suggest that it's my fault that guys don't see the real me. But I'm just saying there are different levels of being comfortable with someone and my make-up scenario is an extreme case.

I knew a girl at Snow who decided after the first date the guy was the one. The end result was after getting engaged and more then toes and fingers where stepped on... they figured out it wasn't right.

I just think that sometimes things are a little rushed. So take it easy. You HAVE to learn to love yourself before you can let someone truly love you. And I believe that with all of my heart.

Why does everyone want to get married right away anyway? In Utah the majority of individuals are LDS*. So we believe when we get married in the temple it is for time and all eternity. So if we have all of our lives and eternity with our special someone.... Why not spend a little time figuring yourself out?

And yes I realize some people that's their goal: They want to get married and have kids. That's great and dandy to. I understand you. That's what I want to! I'm soooo ecstatic about having a family and someone who I can tell everything to and have that best friend. However I want to prepare for the worst and also I want to have some time for myself to figure things out.

I'm not saying wait till your 40 or so... I'm just saying wait a little bit. Around the states in the U.S. getting married at 25 is early. So if your freaking out... don't worry. Trust me, when the time comes it will happen. I full heartily believe that one-hundred percent!! God knows what we want but he especially knows what we NEED.

I know I NEED to figure myself out and how to take care of myself before I can even think of someone relying completely on me... and I know God knows that about me to. So as for you are concerned…. I'm not trying to tell you how you feel... I'm just expressing how I feel about this whole topic in a nutshell.

So for now... I'm just interested in dating and having fun.
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*LDS: Latter Day Saints

BRILLIANT

This weekend was BRILLIANT!!!!!!!!!

For those of you who don't know me, I basically use "Brilliant" all of the time. It must be exclaimed and not said or stated. This word, my dear friend, requires enthusiasm when stated....

Understand? BRILLIANT!

I spent most of time with my oldest brother David his wife and two kids, my next oldest (can you say that?) brother Matthew and my second oldest sister Heather and her two boys. It was fabulous! My mother actually came down Saturday when passing through to see my stepfather in Tuscan.

Note: I really should do a brief family description at some point so I'm not simply throwing out random names and titles....

Heather brought my laptop down, which my father had happily (well... I'm sure fixing it wasn't very fun but he loves me so he was happy to do it. Thanks Dad! :P )fixed.

I have one of the most amazing family. We aren't perfect but I wouldn't have them any other way! However I might change locations of certain family members. *Cough Becca!*

On a serious note though...
I know that God allowed me to have my family for a reason. I wouldn't be who I am today with out my family or my life experiences. I know often times I think "If only..." but the truth is honestly, I'm glad my life is how it is. Sometimes I wish I didn't stress so much about about everything but... I'm working on it.

I also had a girls night Friday:

-Four Girls

-2 Large Pizzas (Half cheese and half peperoni seeing as Chenelle practices a form of vegetarianism [haha I crack myself up]... I never know all the titles. People who eat this but don't eat that... I just prefer to eat everything. However as a cook I'm a vegetarian. I hate raw meat. Ew....)

-Puffy Cheetos

-Cool Ranch Doritos

-York Pieces (They're new... and amazing.)

-I really didn't partake in the Reeses Pieces because I have to be in the mood for peanut butter stuff. I use to not like peanut butter at all but now I'm really starting to like it.

-And NO Boys

It was exactly what I needed!

Anyone who knows me really well, knows that I am completely and utterly boy crazy. Often times I get all caught up in trying to impress guys and blaaa... blaaaa.... It's nice to remind myself that the world doesn't revolve around guys.

Snap Shots in Time

First SUU football game! Here I was with Kelly, Kitty (my other roomie) and her Cameron (Kitty's boyfriend).

This is one of my first Brilliant memories at SUU. Kelly helped me yarn a boys room for a prank. It was BRILLIANT! I covered his whole room with bright pink string. :P

Working for the Utah Shakespearean Festival was wonderful for the second year in a row. I've had some awesome adventures with friends I've met. This particular incident Kaitline, Dory and I dressed up and ran around campus as spies. We posed and took lots of fabulous photos.

Graduated with my General Associates Magna Cum Laude! Kelly and I are now rooming together at SUU!

At Snow I took some theater class and Erin and I were able to preform a short scene. It was tons of fun and I was scared to death!

I got a group of girls at Snow to dress up like Ninjas and crash a boys party. I even had a blow horn; it was brilliant. However the best part was the planning and dressing up.

Halloween. Richie and I. :P This is one of my favorite holidays. I love dressing up.

SnowDrift (newspaper) Girl Staff Members. At Snow College I was Managing Editor and the "Dear Liz" advice column with two different boys.

SnowDrift staff....

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My sister Becca, Goofy and myself. We went to Disney Land at Spring Break last year and I even recieved a button saying it was my first time. Goofy was my first interaction at Disney Land and he smothered me in a big hug. We had gone because my sister is amazing and took me to try out to be a Disney Princess. How awesome is that? I even tried sushi for the first time... ew. However the ginger roots where yummy. Family is truly such a blessing. :)

I picture says a thousand words and so I hope you enjoyed some of my snap shots in time. :)

The Beginning

As a young child I lived in a small town in the middle of nowhere. Some say it's not even the middle of nowhere... it's a little past the middle of nowhere.

This small quaint town is called Boulder. Not Boulder Colorado, Wyoming, Nevada... or various other states, but Utah. Yes, Boulder Utah; you probably haven't heard it.

In Boulder I was in a class of six kids from kindergarten until six grade. I took a hour plus drive to attend Escalante High School from 7th through 12th grade. I graduated in a class of 28 and trust me the dating life was nonexistent. There wasn't a Walmart for 2.5 hours or 3 hours. The closest theater is about an hour plus. The nearest Mall was 4 hours away.

Living in a town of 180 I became a country girl. While some do not believe this, due to my high maintenance tendencies, I assure you I'm still a small town girl. I'm just not a hick.

My mother would go shopping in trips with mass lists about once a month or so. We would stalk up and if we didn't have it, we didn't have it. There was two small grocery/gas stations in town but all of the prices were raised, so we tried to wait for those out of town trips.

In Boulder we say we go with "Plan Z", which usually implies Duct Tape or something to that effect.

In every aspect of life we learn to "Make do or do with out." Whether it's trying to figure out what to do about that forgotten assignment, what to do with a horrid hair day or trying to figure out what to do with your self after a form of rejection... we all do it.

This blog is dedicated to my life... well snip-its of it anyway. So I invite you to read, comment and hopefully laugh with me and not at me.