The Wolf Pack

sup

2012-01-23T03:36:00.000-08:00

mostly just this

in the end only kindness matters

2011-11-29T02:33:00.000-08:00

i think there is a ghost in my house. when i'm in my basement there are these two specific spots where the floor sounds like footsteps. maybe it's just my dad going from the tv to the fridge. that's what i thought too, until i figured out he was actually asleep in his room. so i don't know. we almost got a ouija board on halloween but then i remembered i'm a huge scaredy cat right now. also wal mart didn't have one because they don't have anything. sometimes i get on online ouija boards at work. but one time someone turned the lights off while me and my cousin were doing it and it was scary. my whole scaredy cat phase started when i went with gavin and soren to that dumb "haunted" house in benjamin that 16 year olds go to when boys want to show off and girls want to hold boys hands. i missed thatboat so i went instead when i was 20 with two gay friends. anyway, they forced me to go inside so we were walking around and dumb fake things were on the walls so i was like this is dumb then i looked behind me and saw this ghost lady in a white nightgown leaning against the door and i screamed my whole life out and then i cried so we left. whether or not that's what i really saw is pretty debatable. but ever since then i'm legitimately scared of the dark. i try to sleep with my lamp on but then the lightbulb starts flickering. why are bathrooms so scary? because of those countless scary movie scenes with faces in the mirror like after you wash your face or shut your mirror? probably because if someone was waiting for you outside they would just push you back in and you would be cornered and they'd smash your head over your toilet and drown you in your sink or something. i've never been paranoid or scared of that sort of thing. i used to drive to topaz mountain by myself at night. i wonder when i will stop being scared. maybe i shouldn't go to topaz mountain by myself anymore… but i could probably still go to the ruins by myself, in the day, with my bb gun and switchblade. have you ever seen the show "deadly women"? it's outta control. there was this lady on there and she killed the lady whose house she cleaned, and then she cooked her down to lard, and she SOLD IT TO PEOPLE AT THE PUB an she TOLD THEM IT WAS PIG LARD and they ATE IT. what the hell. why are people so crazy? and also, why are people mean? i don't get it. like, be nice. what is so hard about being nice? occasional brattiness is understandable, and acceptable. but not one good thing comes from being mean. i used to be pretty mean. like a total bully actually. i'm pretty ashamed of some of things, i really wouldn't be surprised if i was on a few hit lists. one new years i made a resolution to be nice. i think i have done pretty well with it. it really is crazy how much impact you can have on people, and you get the choice of whether it's going to be good or bad. i think genuine kindness is such an amazing quality. gavin got me addicted to farkle again. i should probably go to bed. what. just listen to the song "hands" by jewel. you could even watch the music video where she saves people from a building.

hi

2011-10-06T19:40:00.000-07:00

i ate a weird thing. i boiled some water, and i put an egg in it. then i put ramen in it, which was shrimp ramen. i think i saw them make it on ponyo once. my stomach feels weird though so i'm not sure if i will try it again.

i tried to log in to my blog a couple times, but it wouldn't let me, but i guess it will now.

like when i saw the movie the help for the first time and my brain was like pumping out thought after thought after thought and i was like i will write a blog about it, but then i ran out of gas because apparently my gas light is busted. so i had to walk home in the rain. basically i just wanted to tell people to be nice. i used to think that nice people were only nice because they were too afraid to be mean. but i've come to realize that mean people suck. maybe i will talk more about it later, i'm not really feelin it right now. i'm just feeling this weird egg and noodle stuff.

gavin and soren went to the bahamas this week. i could've gone but i basically have like ten dollars. or maybe they just told me i could come cause they knew i only have like ten dollars and wouldn't be able to. i'm not sure. but either way i still hate that there's snow on my grass, and they are riding boats to places with pink sand called rose island.

screw that.

hp

2011-07-12T01:32:00.000-07:00

i feel like blogging is getting outdated. or i at least feel like my blog itself is outdated. look at it, it's pretty ugly. and why is it still called the wolf pack? i don't know. i just went to make a tweet but it was way too long so i figured i could just blog it. mostly it's about harry potter. because this is the week. and i realized that today. and i freaked out. and i realized that it's a good thing i'm going to be gone all week, cause all anyone would ever hear from me would be harry potter infused and they would probably start getting upset with me. and then, when i get back into the world do you know what will be waiting for me? harry potter and the deathly hallows part two. i can't even comprehend it. anyway i thought this would be more fun but it's not so later haters

love me some john locke

2011-05-16T01:23:00.000-07:00

this made me laugh so freaking hard. locke is the man. and a straight up doofus

kittens save lives.

2011-05-15T20:41:00.000-07:00

i've wanted to blog all weekend. i've written out like ten post in my head. but now that i'm actually doing it i can't remember all that i've wanted to say. kinda like when you're all wanting to bear your testimony and you go over things in your head and then you get up and you're like wait.. i'm up here? i know that like half the people that go up open with lines like that, but does anyone ever say things like actually i forgot what i was going to say, and sit back down? can you even do that? i feel like you'd get in trouble. like someone would come get you and be like you actually can't do that, you have to go back up. maybe that's why no one does it. or maybe no one does it because people aren't generally as weird as i think they are. someone try it.

my mom just called down "anna, bring the kitten up dad's playing with an imaginary one." i don't really know what that means, but i'm gonna go check it out. maybe i'll be back.

screw mcdonalds. my dad made me go get him a treat so i went to mcdonalds to get one of those new frozen lemonades they're always screaming about. then they were like actually you can't have one cause we are out. so i was like ok can i have a snack size mcflurry and they were like yeah i guess so. then i gave them a twenty, and they gave me change for a ten. so that sort of sucked because i didn't notice until i got home. and all this mcflurry is, is oreo dust sprinkled on a tiny cup of soft serve. and it sucks.

so i was supposed to go camping this weekend with my friends at a place called crawdad canyon just outside of st george. seriously sounds like my kind of place, crawdad canyon? yeah. so then my period was creeping up on my and i tried to take birth control to stop it but then melissa was like you will actually die if you do that and i will tell my mom and ali on you so then i stopped but it didn't matter because i was too late in taking it anyway. so i decided not to go and was pretty distraught about it. but the upside was i got to babysit this kitten all weekend. oh yeah. about this kitten. it's sort of like the sisterhood of the traveling kitten. we were at the sketchy allens in provo getting jesus candles because they have like a whole aisle full of them which doesn't make sense but it's awesome. then we came out and these people were like can you please take this kitten so duncan called his mom and was like i'm bringing this kitten home and she said no but he did anyway. and now it just takes turns between my house and cyd's house. and i have no idea how we still have it, but we do and he is so sweet but the is also the devil. you should see my hands, they are torn up. but i freaking love him, he kept me from losing my mind this weekend. seriously. i didn't leave my house. my mom even told their waiter that he should go out with me so i don't play with cats all weekend. thanks mom. and ali was on gchat but she would never talk to me. we watched a bunch of movies such as: teen wolf, the craigslist killer, justice for natalie holloway, (lifetime movies, obviously) kick ass, and this awesome 90's movie called airborn. it was basically a mix of DCOM (disney channel original movie) johnny tsunami and brink. you know it sounds awesome. there's this rollerblade race that seriously blows the one in brink out of the water. it's on netflix.

the other night i was looking at summer camp counselor jobs because i think that i would make an ideal camp counselor. i emailed some places, and they emailed me back. then i started getting crazy and found a bunch of jobs at this KOA lodge by mt rushmore. the description sounded awesome, so i tried to email them but then gmail was all this is actually not a real email address. so i don't know what the deal is, but i really want to be a water slide attendant there. maybe i'll call them.

i don't have anything else to say really, this is already too long. i'm glad the jarman's made it to NC, it was touch and go there for a minute.

balance

2011-05-04T22:24:00.000-07:00

i feel like today was a pretty well balanced day. i stayed at work until 6 because i felt like it, that never happens. i went to taco amigo with gav for lunch. best. i informed the bank about my lost debit card. i did the dishes and i did my laundry. i curled my hair even though i didn't go anywhere. i made a playlist called "run bitch" and i ran. it consists of no doubt and nicki minaj and it rocks. i hate running. my take on it was i'll run if i'm being chased. but i'm forcing myself to love it cause everyone is always raving about it. so maybe i'll get there one day. plus when "roman's revenge" comes on and eminem starts screaming i feel like he's chasing me so i run faster. i'm pretty excited for nicki's superbass music video to come out tomorrow. that's one of my favorite songs of hers. even though she gets pretty raunchy sometimes she's still like seriously the best and i wish i was going to see her and britney this summer. i read some. i ate a banana. i watched part of pretty in pink. 80's movies are the best. maybe i'll even get to bed at a decent hour. or maybe i'll stay up and do more awesome things. who knows. i feel good about today, and i just feel good in general. this whole endorphin business is no joke. and tomorrow i'm going to eat a donut.

koosh

2011-04-13T02:41:00.000-07:00

tomorrow is going to be an interesting day…

interesting because i'm going on a daytrip with my cousins. interesting because our destination is koosharem utah. and interesting because i have to wake up at six. which is in two hours and 17 minutes from this very moment.

if you don't know where koosharem, or koosh as i like to call it, is then don't ask me cause neither do i. it's a tiny town where my grandma grew up. and a town or two before it is called aurora which is where my grandpa is from. in koosh on a mountain called monroe mountain is where we have a cabin. it's in the middle of nowhere. but so awesome.

here are some visuals

favorite place

our koosh hats

can you spot the cabin?

can you spot the sweet fannypack?

it's seriously one of my most favorite places to be, love it. love it. love it. anyway i'm not even driving so i don't know what we're going to do cause they all will probably be too scared to explore. cause they are scaredy cats. i'm probably going to teach them to like, not listen to their moms. haha. and to swear probably. cause they need to learn that i think. i wish i could film it. cause it honestly is going to be a funny time. if anyone wants a souvenir hit me up. sometimes i have this theory where if i have to wake up early i just don't go to sleep. cause if you don't ever go to sleep then you don't have to wake up. i don't know if i'll go to sleep or not. one hour and 41 minutes now. whatever. i'll let you know how it goes.

ps i just looked up brit and nicki tickets. closest show is in vegas, don't even worry center floor tickets are seriously almost three thousands dollars. and the furthest seats are like 130. this is the worst and the world is over.

idk

2011-04-03T20:01:00.000-07:00

i tried to play this april fools joke. on statements. and the joke was to just not do them. or at least to not do them on friday. i had way better things to do than statements. now they are haunting me. like really, they are bringing me to tears looking at them and thinking about them. i'm experiencing some... uh. i don't know i have to go.

title

2011-03-10T01:04:00.000-08:00

how close to rock bottom is eating a mcdonalds kids meal in my bed after a whole day of watching jersey shore/grey's anatomy? i don't know. my mom was hanging out with her sister all day so i had to take advantage while i could! i'm pretty convinced that i need surgery for something. not only am i convinced, but i actually sort of want one. is that weird? mainly i just want to be a patient at seattle grace, so i can ask george why he's so spastic and why he hasn't gotten a haircut yet. does he get a haircut? don't tell me. i've been thinking about pets a lot lately. i decided that i'm just not meant to be petless. i just barely looked at the album of rosie that my sister has up on fbook (what's with everyone getting notifications on their phones these days? no one ever gets on chat anymore. i need to move on) i cried. i miss her. i want a new pet. i need a new pet. i'm thinking about letting bugg live in my cubicle. i wonder what people would think of that. ew, not in my cubicle, in her cage in my cubicle. what if i let her loose at work? hahahahaha. ew. ew. ew. hahaha. that would be so funny and terrifying and disgusting. i have to go to lunch with the ladies at work tomorrow. at least it's on the company's dime. everyone who was stuck doing the shitty work at the expo gets to go to it. i think i'm the only one who actually enjoys the expo. maybe because i actually feel somewhat important. if you don't know what the expo is, it's an irrigation expo where tons of weird people come and eat lunch and walk around and go to booths and classes. some of the highlights this year: when the health inspector was coming and they made me run around and fix everything before he saw it. then someone told me my hot chocolate was too watery. and i forgot to wipe out a cooler before i used it to mix tang. hahaha. sick. i scooped out all the floaties though. i really hope they don't find this.. i drank a mix of coffee, hot chocolate, and sugar all day. (i brewed it, might as well drink it) i took home two boxes of soda pop. someone called out my "boss" for teasing me. it was a way good time. i wouldn't mind a couple more rainy days. we need a good power outage. do those even happen anymore? they are the best.

those are some big snowflakes

2011-03-07T19:13:00.000-08:00

i'm sure we're all real aware of the snow situation outside right now. i had this idea that if i acted like i was enjoying it the universe would see it and consequently it would stop snowing. you know how the universe works… so i drove to a park and i got out and sat on a swing. and i sat there until i realized that it was actually cold, which really didn't take very long. i don't know, i think the universe is on to me and that little trick i played. so i actually might have made it worse. guess we'll find out. until then, keep warm keep strong.

grey

2011-03-03T21:50:00.000-08:00

driving through payson makes me feel like i'm in another state. which is exactly why i chose to go to the walgreens in payson to get some butterfingers. also twix ice cream. it's the best. now that i'm all stocked up i can begin my greys anatomy quest. here goes nothin

thinking out loud.

2011-03-01T00:57:00.000-08:00

i wanted to write a blog about why chips are so good. it probably would've led into why other foods are good as well. then i got a stomach ache and don't want to think about that sort of thing. i honestly want to find the person who designed this indian cat shirt i have. i need to talk to them. we watched a movie the other night, called catfish. i didn't want to watch it because it's a documentary and i'm so sick of people who don't matter to me's words. like really, shut up. but it was crazy. like ali, you would probably have a panic attack if you watched it. you'd be so freaked out. maybe you have seen it, i don't know. i can't wait for harry potter in july. i'm getting so sick of the choices of movies on netflix. it's a problem. really though, chips are so good. i don't know if you know this or not, but i can't fall asleep in my room if it's hot. i also can't fall asleep if i'm wearing socks. sometimes i seriously sleep with my window open in the winter. i just like to know that my blankets are doing something because i don't even like blankets. deleting people from facebook always makes you feel better. being deleted from facebook does not. do you want to know one thing that i enjoy? going with people to run their errands. i don't know why. i just really do. i like when people tell me i look like hermione. is it weird that my friend sent me a post card to tell me to send him a package? or is it funny? i like.. oh no. i just realized that tomorrow is statement day. shit. i don't like anything.

blinding

2011-02-25T02:09:00.000-08:00

i'm doing the only logical thing to be doing at three a.m…

an interpretive light dance to this song.

really diggin this whole snow white video. it's pretty creepy but really just the best

dontcare

2011-02-22T21:48:00.000-08:00

if you took a look at my nightstand you'd get a pretty good feel for what life has been like lately. well, as far as ailments are concerned anyway.. i would tell you about them, i thought i could blog more, but it turns out i cannot. do you ever feel like you've just heard too many words? that's how i feel. i thought that maybe releasing some of my own words onto this blog would maybe help me feel better. maybe it could, if i had things to write about. i forgot how much i miss listening to the weepies. i guess i could talk about how i got my ears pierced today. but the only thing i really have to say about it is that i got my ears pierced today. i guess the lady was sort of telling us some inappropriate piercing stories and had a tiny tattoo in her ear, so that's something to talk about. my parents were pretty stoked on it, my mom wanted to hear all the details and my dad wanted to discuss future earring choices so that was pretty funny. for some reason i found a twix under my sink. does anyone else think that wounds inflicted while shaving bleed way too much? i do. if my car wasn't getting fixed i would seriously drive to topaz mountain right now and listen to the weepies. what if i just took my moms car…. no, i can't do that. i'll just watch pretty little liars instead.

keep out

2011-02-02T00:31:00.000-08:00

even though i didn't really love bugg as much as i used to, that doesn't give my parents freaking permission to sneak into my room while i'm watching the extended version of the third lord of the rings (a solid four hours.) and snatch him. seriously. what a buzz kill it is after you're so stoked on the ring finally being destroyed to walk in your room and realize half of the things you held dear are now in a garbage bag (even though me and bugg weren't on the best terms, we still had some good times). second thing i noticed to be missing was my bouquet i caught at ali's wedding. that's when the rage took over the surprise and the slamming and throwing of things started happening. they even took my sour patch kids. and my favorite necklace with my favorite charm on it that my sister gave me. what the hell. really parents, what the freaking hell. i did manage to salvage the bouquet from the garbage as well as the bottle it was in. as for the rest of the missing objects i'll take up with them in the morning.

come my way

2011-01-27T01:04:00.000-08:00

suuuuuper upset to find out that weezy and nicki plus all her alter egos won't be visiting utah on their "i am music" tour.

ANYONE FOR A ROAD TRIP??

clay as in cool

2011-01-25T01:47:00.000-08:00

i have so many ideas of things that i want to do and make. i need to unload them. or else my brain will splode. mostly i just want to talk about one of them. i'm going to start with a big block of clay, and then i'm going to mold it into a ton of little squares, then i'm going to build a device that'll use the sun to cook my little clay squares. then i will paint and gloss them. and then i will take all my bunches of squares and use them to build really cool mosaics. really what would be ideal is if i made my own clay and paints and glue. but i need more native american blood in me to do that. maybe i'll try. i'm also going to build me a mini zen garden.

mostly what i thought about today was making road trip playlists. i'm not even big on playlists, but i was loving making one up in my mind. it's still in production. the blueprints are sorta set for it, but i still need to think of songs to fit into the musical journey of it. it made me happy thinking about though. FOUR CORNERS.

this wolf blanket is SWEET

sittingbull

2011-01-23T01:25:00.000-08:00

turning this into this

took sorta long

WHAT

2011-01-20T00:34:00.000-08:00

i'm seriously going to freak out if i watch this video one more time

three dollars well spent

2011-01-18T23:29:00.000-08:00

for those who don't believe in destiny, i have a tale for you to make you a believer.

listen.

does anyone have this weird thing happen to them where when they drive south on the freeway they never want to exit? all you want to do is keep driving to a better destination than the one you're planning on destinating to? i end up in some weird places going south. but then again i just end up in weird places period. so this particular time i finally convince myself to exit in payson. so then i was just driving down driving down and to my right i see this thrift store aglow. turn around. go into the store. find the SWEETEST wolf sweatshirt i'ver ever seen.

SEE FOR YOURSELF

next season please

2011-01-18T00:25:00.000-08:00

what i decided is i really don't want to talk about other cities that piss me off because then i will probably just try to hibernate again. i don't want to talk about how colds linger for however long they want or that my right ear is going deaf and my jaw keeps popping in a way i cannot explain, i swear someone punched me on the right side of my face while i was knocked out on nyquil. i wouldn't be surprised if it was myself, what with these crazy dreams i've been having. what i really would like to talk about is things that bring sunshine into my life. besides nyquil.

speaking of dreaming, i'm pretty sure i dreamed that i did a blog post, and i don't know if it was while i was dreaming that i realized it was a dream and i should do the post in real life, or if it was when i woke up, but i don't remember what the post was about now. and i don't even remember if i just made all of that up.

mario kart. nintendo 64 style AND wii style. you know why? cause wii has way more fun battle games but the racing is way more fun on the n64. i've been so immersed in this that while driving home from gavins tonight i saw something in the road and i literally thought it was a banana and swerved around it so my car wouldn't spin around and i'd lose the lead right before the finish line. i'm really not even kidding. it was awesome.

pork tacos from costa vida. cause you don't have to order extra meat, and you don't have to go easy on the ranch.

taco amigo. always.

watching snookie get arrested on jersey shore. seriously so funny.

mostly the thing that gets me through work, and just life right now in general is thinking and planning for the summer. i have mixed feelings with giving summer super hype. but it's really just inevitable right now. i'm sure you all agree with me. also just the fact that i have an ipod again and pink friday keeps me from trying to drink my bottle full of staples i collect on my desk in my cubicle. i have some shows right now to watch so maybe i'll share later what plans i've come up with so far. so stay tuned.

mostly i just like to end like that to keep you all on your toes, and excited. i know you're all dying to hear what i have planned. i just know.

over n out.

is there a reason you're driving around with your high beams on?

2011-01-12T00:44:00.000-08:00

i just am thinking a few things about a few cities.

mapleton- STOP hiring cops. you have enough. actually, you have more than enough. everyone seems to know that but you guys. most recent example: being pulled over for having "high beams" on. did you think i would fold under the pressure and present you with pounds of illegal things by asking me why i wasn't wearing my seatbelt, when i clearly was? or are you just an idiot? each one of you is just itching to make the bust of the town, and go down in mapleton history. so go ahead, shine that flashlight all inside my car, ask me if that's alcohol in my water bottle, and cross your fingers that you are going to be able to use your handcuffs for the only time in your whole career. it's pretty irritating how you all are upgrading to brand new chargers from all the ridiculous tickets you've given out. i could go on for hours about all the stoopid mcop stories. just ask gavin, he's been pulled over like 15 times here, and he's not even a resident! i can't help but think of all the ways i could cause some real mayhem and give them all something to do. if you find yourself driving around mapleton remember a few things. do not speed. turn your brights off five hundred feet before oncoming traffic. and if you're wearing gray, you might need to remind them before they finish writing that seatbelt ticket.

stay tuned for more cities

ohh yea

2011-01-09T00:16:00.001-08:00

also, this is the coolest thing i've seen all week.

tip: go to choiceshirts.com and search cats. they have one of the nicest selections i've ever seen.

triple threat

2011-01-08T23:44:00.000-08:00

let me know if it gets more wolf'ed than this.

aaaand i'll probably top it.

anyone vote to make that real?

it went under!

2010-12-28T22:35:00.000-08:00

one of our attempts of blowing up utah lake during it's frozen state.

i forget how good beyonce is sometimes. does anyone else feel so lightheaded after singing with her?

i want to write poems. people who write poems are funny. but i'd rather rap.

i'd rather be a con artist than a file girl.

i got 99 problems and my whip is one of em

2010-12-16T01:10:00.000-08:00

guess who saw the red white and blue last night? i'm not talking about the flag. i'm talking about sirens. from a cop cah. weea weea woo weea weea wo, like a cop cah. seriously, the po-lice be on me. obviously they all had a meeting where they decided if they saw a red cr-v with a wolf sticker, pull it the hell over. it's a really good thing he pulled me over on a bad day, or else i don't think i could've put on the show i did. i know that all he had to do was look at my face and know that giving me a ticket would ruin my life. full on waterworks, full on pleading, full on desperation. i even managed to slip in a joke when i accidentally handed him my debit card instead of my i.d. and told him he could just go get some dinner with it and we could forget about this whole thing. i swear when they go back to their cars all they do is play online poker or something cause it takes way too long, and if they win they don't give you a ticket, but if they lose they get all pissed and write you up. during that time i thought about abandoning ship and just running right into that powerplant i was parked next to. or just making a run for the mountains. obviously i don't need my car anymore, since all they do is pull it over, and obviously i don't need an i.d. if i'm on the run. good thing he appeared back into my window at that moment. guess what? he must've won his game. no ticket. cruise control is my new best friend.

everyone keeps saying whoa. if you don't believe me then check your blog titles.

i can't sleep fer shit this week. maybe you've noticed cause all my comments on facebook are at like 2 in the morning. if you're being sketchy and need a ride, then give me a call cause chances are i'll be awake. even if you're in idaho

c'mon cr-v

2010-12-11T00:36:00.000-08:00

yes officer, you can pull me over. i swear i was going 80 and not 97. i don't think my car can even go that fast. we're going to the hot pots. i shouldn't have said that. we're going to visit our sick grandmother. i shouldn't be wearing this beanie and wolf coat. we don't party sir. five miles til our exit. good thing i paid that parking ticket. yeah you can act like that tool of a motorcycle cop that i didn't notice trying to pull me over, who could while listening to rihanna anyway? how dare he even pull me over while my favorite song is playing. no, i won't pull over till my song is over. sure i'll take that seatbelt ticket sir, but no i will not put my seatbelt on. sure i'll take this speeding ticket highway patrolman. no, i will not tell my dad. i will try not to eat it and spit it out. i will pay it on the last day possible. you will ruin my christmas. or my bringing christmas, rather. highway patrol and motorcycle cops don't mess around. yes i will go to traffic school. no i will not speed anymore, so stop following me so close dammit!

yes car, you may start after ten seconds of dying noises. yes closest gas station you may be out of gas. no car, you cannot make it on that highway. no car, you can't even make it down the street. yes anna, you may rummage nearby sheds, find a gas can, and walk to the only other gas station in mapleton. no you cannot call your mom. good thing you stole allisons ipod today, and good thing she has pink friday. and good thing mapleton is a tiny town, and you're not in silver city. and good thing you look really sketchy right now.

yes tire, you may be flat. you may be one hundred percent flat today. yes i will open my car door and run my thigh into the corner. check out that bruise. hey dad.. i've got a flat tire. yes, my tires are under warranty, yes my new tire was free.

should i continue to drive? do i want to find out what's next in my bad car luck?

i really don't know.

at ease, homie

2010-11-29T00:41:00.000-08:00

i've been feeling so hood lately. pretty sure it started when i decided to add "homie" to my top words, so if you're wondering why i've been saying that so much lately it's because i'm starting a mixtape. there was that one time where i tried to get people to call me "lil truth". i really don't know why i did that, but this time around you can just call me lil wolfey or something. most nights you can find me in my room listening to lil wayne pandora while practicing my graffiti writing. i even changed my gmail theme to graffiti.

i didn't draw this, but i'll get there one day. cool though, right?

you know those weird white kids that have little rap cds of themselves? they perform star wars raps in the talent shows and wear track suits every friday? i feel like every high school has at least one of them. just so you know, i'm way cooler than those kids. i'm for real. once i figure out how to work garage band to the fullest, i'll have some tracks. that's the future goal here. if you're wondering who my inspiration it's nicki minaj. if you've ever heard that monster song then you'll know why. and if you're feeling crazy then you can listen to her new album pink friday, but only if you're feeling crazy.

so if you're going to be a hater, then be a hater you'll only fuel my fire, and i'll probably diss on you hard in my rhymes.

if you got nothin but love then do me a favor and keep me on my game- text me a beat, guarantee you'll get some hot lyrics in return. also, if you want to do a collab with me then hit me up.

word.

storm warning

2010-11-24T00:53:00.000-08:00

storm of the century my ass. so much hype attached to the one inch of snowfall that is now covering the earth. where are the other 39? i counted down the minutes left of work today by writing way good raps about this storm, i literally cheered all the way home about this storm, even our soda bottle caps told us "high tail it outta here" and "hide out for a few days", and all i get is one inch? really? i've never been so let down

one thing this supposed storm was good for was an opportunity to all gather at cyds and talk about who was knocked up by who, who was marrying who and the real reasons why, and who punched who in our graduating class. thank you springville high.

if i wake up and don't have to create a tunnel to get out of my front door i'm going to replace the chief meteorologist.

omg

2010-11-17T22:51:00.000-08:00

seriously i do not know what to do with myself. excitement. excitement. excitement. i can literally feel it pumping through my veins. just excitement. i can't even talk, and breathing's not coming easy. and talking about it only makes it worse.

HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER.

i, like melissa, get to see it twice in a row. how lucky are we? don't answer, we already know. i have no way to contain this excitement. but i've just thought up a really good way to channel it all. i'm going to get my seventh book which i restarted the other day, and my wand, and i'm going to read it aloud in my room and i mean really loud, and i'm going to act it all out. if you want a show, come through my window well, i'll be doing it for hours. stop by.

tuesday is so the new friday

2010-11-16T00:10:00.000-08:00

if anyone is ever wondering about me on a tuesday, wonder no further. this is how my new tuesdays of tradition go.

tuesdays = taco amigo. taco amigo trumps del taco, taco bell, taco time, any sort of taco named fast paced eating establishment any day ever ever of ever. i am completely obsessed. and i mean it. obsessed. number 2, 3 fry sauce and 2 taco sauce. i am so curious to know the stories that the employees have formed on me, and i know that they have because i'm in there all the time. and nine times out of ten i'm by myself.

tuesdays = a matinee showing at the wynnsong. this long lost theater is one of my favorite places of refuge. it's barely hanging onto life, so i choose to give it business whenever possible. it's really not that rare of an occurrence to be the only human in the theater, which is just one of its perks. it's also home to the "stimulus tuesday" check it out sometime.

maybe i'll fit some work in, maybe i will not.

i wait around for a bit for my freakin great friend mal to finish her stupid homework. i rush to her house where we get out glee on. every week we add to our menagerie of television programming, and so far this is what we've got. glee of course, which to be honest has been lacking this season, although i do love me some good kurt freak outs and can thank last episode for supplying me with that. "COURAGE." hahaha. after that is our show lost tapes. absolutely hilarious. then we have freak encounters, which is equally as hilarious. gotta thank animal planet for those beauties. and then we have our new series called walking dead that we just started, about my worst subject. zombies. it's insane and has me thinking about zombie survival tactics all night which continue into my dreams. sometimes mal makes me cookies, and sometimes i eat her families pizza. when we're up to it we usually demonstrate some of our pool playing skills.

i live for tuesdays. absolutely live for them. if you want a good tuesday, just give me a call, i'm pretty sure i can help you out.

yes i am watching rocko's modern life right now, and yes it is so dang weird.

my latest pieces

2010-11-10T00:17:00.000-08:00

R.I.P.

2010-11-08T22:46:00.000-08:00

news came today. and it came hard.

every time i return home from work, first thing i do is look for my dog rosie. i'm generally not in the best of moods when i get home, for obvious reasons (work) but rosie changed that faster than anything, tag wagging, barking, and running to me as fast as she could muster in her old age, greeting me with the warmest welcomes i've ever received, genuinely happy that i had made it home. but today was different. today there was my mother and my sister crying in the living room. today there was no barking. today there was no rosie.

within seconds i knew the cause of these tears. and just as quickly i was forming my own tears. rosie has had really bad allergies for a really long time. my mom explained that all the medicines she had been taking over the years to help it had finally caught up with her, and destroyed her liver. my dad took her to the vet on friday and they discovered how bad all the damage really was. he had to make a choice. the answer, although very hard, was clear. it was her time to go. my mom told us that it was really hard on him, and until now they've been telling us that she was just staying over at the vets to be watched because they've been too scared to break the news

sadness and cry fests are all this day brought, until i saw something in my window well- an elf hat filled with a bunch of wonka candies and bernie botts every flavor bean! then i found out that the giver of the gifts was outside my house. i quickly ran out. they let me cry. and they made me laugh. and most importantly they took me to the store to get tampons. everything that a great friend should do. thanks so much gav and lins. you guys are the best.

rosie loved me. unconditionally. i could call her names and push her away, but she'd still come back, tail wagging, insisting that i pet her. dogs have the power to turn hard asses into baby- talking fools, to turn people who are closed off into showing affection, and people who feel defeated into trusting again. you may say a dog is a dog, a pet is just a pet. but they are so much more than that, and full of lessons. losing a pet is one hard hit.

today, i lost my little best friend.

rest in peace little girl. you will be missed. i sure hope that you're being pampered as much as you tricked us into up in heaven.

reminder

2010-11-05T01:48:00.001-07:00

i have a few things to say. but not before i watch the neverending story. because for whatever reason i've only ever seen neverending story two. i'm sure i'll forget what i was going to write about when i get back around to writing it. but one of them is the perfect spot to meet your friends that live in cedar city. and i already can't remember what the other things i wanted to talk about were…. but i'm sure i'll find something else to talk about when i decide to talk.

just a lil convo

2010-10-29T01:18:00.000-07:00

1:52am

Hey Anna, I'm doing a super-last minute homework assignment and need to interview three people I don't know very well. I think the only time I've talked with you was during the pioneer trek. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions for a media writing class assignment?

shoot for the stars

that means yeah

Sweet thanks so much. Well is there anything interesting going on in your life right now? Are you going to school, or working, etc.

i only work right now, and it is a real bore. a definite soul sucker.

Where do you work?

sprinkler world

Nice. What do you do there?

i am a file girl. basically i just make piles.

Have you done anything fun lately or unique. It doesn't have to be something way crazy, but something that's maybe a little unique?

lemme think a minute

well there was this one time when i stole a really nice wand from my friends little brother that he made with a lathe and went around town casting spells at people. i even cast a few of the unforgivable spells but keep that part quiet. does that count?

Haha, nice. So what got you interested in Harry Potter, and what are your plans with the upcoming movie releases?

my friend drewbee suggested that i read them, she knew i'd love them and of course i did. i just finished the whole series not too long ago and i'm obsessed. i'll be at the midnight premiere, dressed up no doubt, probably as hermione

Haha! Perfect. See, you do have a news story in your life. So really quick, how would you set yourself apart from other Harry Potter fans? What makes you different?

well i think that in the end we're all just looking for a little bit of magic in our lives, and harry brings that to us in such a great way. i actually believe i'm a wizard and my parents hid my letter from hogwarts. the books sort of meshed into my real life, i dunno how many other people that happened to, but i'm guessing i'm probably in the minority.

Haha! Nice. Well, thanks so much for all your help. I appreciate it!

you're welcome, i'll talk about HP anyday

change of heart

2010-10-29T00:01:00.000-07:00

i used to welcome winter. not necessarily with open arms, but to a point where we could coexist without much contention. i don't know what has changed within me, but something has. i want nothing to do with the winter. nothing. i've had a problem with sleep this week. it chooses not to come, and i blame the weather. i think it's because i don't want to wake up to snow everywhere, and if i don't sleep then i don't have to wake up. last winter i remember always trying to cheer ali up, telling her it wasn't so bad and all that. that was some bullshit. i have bad feeling about this winter, and since it's now general knowledge that i'm more on the psychic side than the ordinary side i think you guys should go with me on this one and keep watch. mainly just make sure i don't try the whole hibernating thing again. i'm just worried because who's the one who's gonna say it's not so bad? one thing that i did not and will not change my mind about is that snowflakes are beautiful.

nope

2010-10-27T03:17:00.001-07:00

i'm just wondering if anyone else is aware that it is a straight up blizzard outside? snow. blizzard. snow snow wet. no one probably is, because everyone normal is probably sleeping. but it is.

stealing cones is real fun and real hoodrat.

untitled

2010-10-19T01:33:00.000-07:00

i wonder what someone would think of me who looked at my netflix history. what sort of opinion they would form on me. i'm really not a very consistent person at all. that's probably all they'd come up with.

i want to go to yellowstone sooo bad. before the snow ensues. i feel like only young married couples go with each other. is that what it will take for me to go? to get married? ali, will you guys go with if i get married too? i've been watching documentaries on it, netflix of course, and i just really want to go. or to the backroads montana.

my parents are out of town and i am loving it. so much. anyone who wants to come over, feel free. and if you don't see my car in the driveway, it's because it's in the garage. i know none of you are going to come, but i wish you would.

i'm excited for glee, it better be good. so far the season hasn't been too impressive. with the exception of the britney spears episode of course.

today was such a weird day… then again, most of my days are.

no woman no sleep

2010-10-09T03:39:00.000-07:00

i cannot sleep, for whatever reason. this is the funniest thing i have ever seen.

what's that?

2010-10-06T23:43:00.000-07:00

weird should always be a compliment.

..except don't type in "weird" on google images.

or do..

buzzin

2010-10-05T20:11:00.000-07:00

let me tell you how this all started... the jazzy java truck on the side of the road; or that's how i see it at least. it's not really a truck, and it's not really called jazzy java but that's beside the point. i don't think people who work at coffee places can ever understand why someone would come there, and then not want coffee. this, in turn, causes them to get orders wrong. always. how do you make sense that you want white hot chocolate, but you want it blended, not hot. and not chocolate. white chocolate. the people at dairy queen understand me just fine when i tell them i want a frozen hot chocolate. but they are not coffee connoisseurs, they are blizzard connoisseurs.

obviously the brain dead kid got my cousin and mine's orders wrong. i'm not so savvy on the coffee lingo, he didn't quite understand and kept asking me all these questions. apparently tan means both white and normal chocolate, so be aware, because my unawareness of this new language disabled me from leading him back onto the track of my real order. so we got coffee. and it was so gross. we stopped at the gas station and smuggled out tons those little coffee creamers. then we drank it all. first mistake.

we went back the next day, determined to get our orders right. and we met bailey beck. we told her what we wanted and she went on and on about how awesome she made our drinks, and told us about how she put some bailey cream in it (whatever that is) extra chocolate and double shots that would have us up forever. her enthusiasm made me question her sobriety, and really question this secret bailey cream. but i can never say no to someone so excited, so i accepted her drink while she continued to rant and rave and told her that it was wonderful. but wait, it really was wonderful, not what i intended to order, but wonderful. and we drank it all. i was buzzing and bouncing head to toe the whole rest of my time at work. second mistake

so we tried a third time. bored of my story yet? i am. the third times a charm because for some reason they got the order right. and do you know what? i was disappointed. i wanted my coffee.

so here i am, digging through my pockets for change to get those way tasty caramel frappes from mcdonalds. dang that bailey beck who works at that jazzy java truck is good.

life sucks without magic

2010-10-01T01:00:00.000-07:00

cornelius fudge. that's literally all it took. that name. for me to read the harry potter series. we were on our way to california, and for whatever reason we were listening to the sixth book on tape in the car. it only lasted a chapter or so cause everyone started getting whiney and hating it. we probably should've kept it playing though, because what resulted after that was an argument about gavin saying that the beatles could all die, even though half of them already are, and drew almost ending his life. after that we all put in our own headphones and didn't talk for a while. while we we did listen to harry potter i wasn't really paying attention cause i had no idea what was going on. then something grabbed my attention, and that was "cornelius fudge". i loved the name so much. so i started listening. and as i listened i realized that j.k. rowling was seriously onto something. i asked drew what all this harry potter business was about and she started raving about how i would love it. i generally trust drew in what sort of entertainment i would like so i knew what i was going to do when we got home from california. read harry freaking potter. i had read the first book in elementary school. i honestly remember how it made me feel, like it was the best book on earth, and having to put it back into my desk after SSR (silent sustained reading) time was one of the hardest things i had to do in fourth grade. but for whatever reason i never finished the series. that needed to be fixed. and so it began.. i started with the first book. i broke up the monotony of work by taking breaks and going to a park to read. this wasn't a very good idea cause usually i'd never go back to work, i was so consumed. the guy who mows the lawn in the park i go to actually came up to me and told me he always saw me there reading, and asked how i liked the grass. i sometimes would read at the lake on top of my car, in a swim suit. i had a lot to read, so i got pretty creative. i also think reading indoors is boring, unless it's winter. if you want to know where else i read, you're just going to have to ask me sometime. so many people have said things to me like, i don't want to read harry potter, i'd rather read really good books. if i hear someone saying this, i immediately put them in the zero imagination loser category. sure, they are easy reads, but sometimes i feel like things like that have more meaning in them than things that are supposed to be packed with it. look what j.k. rowling has created. my mom didn't really like my obsession, because most nights i would press her about why she never told me that i was a wizard, and if i was the only one in our family who could do magic. i think it was a nice break for her though from cat comments though. i love everything about harry potter. i love everyone in harry potter. i would honestly fantasize about harry way before edward or jacob. he's the freaking greatest. finishing the series was bittersweet to say the least. obviously i was elated, but at the same time i could feel the awful end. these feelings could only result in the production of tears. i made my way through the last chapter or so crying. i was close to a playground and i could feel the mothers eyes on me, ushering their children back to them, and forcing them to keep a good distance from the weeping lunatic over at the picnic table. but i didn't care, i couldn't care. harry potter transformed my boring life into one full of all sorts of wonder. and i'm not gonna lie, life sorta sucks without him.

so here i am, a few months and 4175 pages later, a harry potter freakin fanatic. a wonderful series finished, feeling completely full, but totally empty.

wanted

2010-09-19T01:48:00.001-07:00

if anyone sees this guy, let me know asap.

he'll work too.

this is how we spend our workdays.

my new little family

2010-09-13T23:20:00.000-07:00

i discovered these in my house. i didn't even know i had them. i was so excited i found them, by far the best thing that happened all day, although there wasn't much to compete with, but they are so cute. check em out

a tiny cat + a tiny rosie + a tiniest duck = a dream come true

(ali, maybe you can have the duck. maybe.)

so i freaking took the ACT on saturday so i can go to college or whatever.

this is how studying went

so we were all in this classroom waiting to take this test, and then this crazy girl dressed in her sunday best busts out, are we not supposed to talk, or is everyone just nervous? i told her it wasn't my finest hour, and she must be some crazy morning person. she said she wasn't, so i pegged her as the seminary council type cause no one voted her for student council. the room fell silent again for a while until the seminary council girl asked if anyone knew a good joke, and i said yeah, shut the eff up. and then i got kicked out for breaking the rule of unruly behavior and didn't have to take the test and left and got mcdonalds breakfast. just kidding, but i did draw a hand flipping off the math section after i guessed on more than half of it. the test was lame, but i went to chickfila afterwards. then i went home, and slept for six hours. and watched a whole lot of television on netflix. a whole lot. everyone should have netflix. love love it. everyone should read harry potter. and everyone should get full marks on the ACT, just for enduring the experience. can i get an amen?

just another

2010-09-08T00:04:00.000-07:00

here's another one of those song things. if you want to watch the original one, then do it i don't care. i really like the part where he starts crying

long live gwen.

2010-08-24T00:52:00.000-07:00

i'm not taking this hair tie out of my hair until summer is over. and summer isn't going to be over to me until i do a few things. number one, go to topaz mountain. number two, swim in the great salt lake/salt flats. number three, play mafia with my friends at the meadow hotpots. i think that'll do. and i'm sick of people saying that they like how it's cooling off, cause it's the worst.

i went to lake pal. pal because like most lakes, it's my friend. it was kind of the worst cause it was all stormy n shit. there's not much you can do on a stormy lake. what with all the fears of lightening and being blown to nowhere and getting ran over by a boat n shit. if you're ever like pretty mad, not like super pissed, just like little bit, then try driving home chewing ice and your music on full blast. there were these two girls camping across the water and i was convinced that it was me and cyd. or at least our twins. they just sat in their floaties all day listening to ace of base and fiona apple and even BRANDI. anyway i hiked to some indian ruins, it was probably my favorite part. i tubed and boated and jet skied and even though it stormed, it was still fun and i wish i was still there. cause it's cold here. n shit. oh yeah, my cousin doesn't even know who gwen is. gwen as in gwen stefani. i almost fainted when she told me that. and then she wouldn't give me her d.a.r.e. flag shirt, or her america bracelet she made. i was upset so i made her pee her pants on a jet ski ride, it wasn't hard at all cause she's like a little scared mouse.

i drove through the first stop light in mapleton today. it was surreal.

n shit.

yello

2010-08-24T00:01:00.000-07:00

if you tried to call me from july 16th to july 29th, and i didn't answer then don't feel bad. it seems as though i didn't take anyone's phone call during that period. cyd discovered this while searching my phone today, 50 missed calls. not even any dialed. anyone remember what was going on? cause i sure don't..

everything you need to know about kesha. part one.

2010-08-15T00:45:00.000-07:00

number two

2010-08-15T00:44:00.000-07:00

number three

2010-08-15T00:43:00.000-07:00

the enemy.

2010-08-11T00:13:00.000-07:00

mine and cyds worst enemy was spotted the other day. it was the worlds worst truck with the worlds worst stickers on the back. one of the stickers had a cougar with a bullseye on it and it said here kitty kitty, and the other had a wolf with a bullseye on it and it said take em out.

i just tried to find the stickers they have on google, but i couldn't. and i had to stop because i couldn't handle it anymore.

if any of you see this worlds worst truck with the worlds worst stickers driven by the worlds worst human you better let me know ASAP. cause when i find them, i'm going to put this over their stupid stickers. and this. this too.

take that truck.

cat cute.

2010-08-01T23:02:00.000-07:00

the things i get myself into... or should i say, the cat things i get myself into.

you be the judge

2010-08-01T01:08:00.001-07:00

made for each other?

(compliments of drewbee)

one time i shot a tractor window out with my sling shot. i blamed it on my neighbor. the funny part is that the-kid-who-i-blamed-it-on's mom watched me do it from her window.

live n learn.

able to kill giants?

this is what i've been doing for the last like one million minutes, creating this little number for my father and his primary class, so they can better learn about david and goliath.

tragedy at 908

2010-07-25T23:00:00.001-07:00

luna is gone. luna my cat.

if you need me, i'll be in my room for the next year.

this is an outrage

2010-07-20T00:52:00.000-07:00

of course they kept them, they MADE them!!!!

you know that damn saying? happy as a clam. what the hell. that is not true at all. does anyone know anything about clams? about how they spend their whole lives building one of the coolest things-- a pearl. all for people who learned how to hold their breath long enough to dive down and steal them. i would like all of you to think something. think of putting all your efforts into building the best masterpiece ever, and then think of a man prying through the door, wearing goggles, and snatching it. if i ever hear anyone say that in my company. best believe i'll make you regret it. also if anyone tries to tell me clams don't have feelings or a brain, no speaking terms. oh and by the way, clams can change their gender once in their lifetime.

while i am on the topic of things pertaining to water, i would like to tell you about my brush with death i had the other day. those faint of heart, discontinue reading.... now, and try this instead. or this. this may do the trick. actually, i'm just gonna leave you with that. screw the story, me and cyd tipped my canoe in a tiny tunnel in super cold super fast water.

:) <---- click.

part 2

2010-07-17T19:33:00.000-07:00

catcrushed.

2010-07-17T14:32:00.000-07:00

i was sitting in my room reading some hp and my dad called me. usually i don't answer when he calls me but this time i did. and guess what he said? there's a cat in our backyard. so i ran to my backyard and he had a cute little white and gray cat. i hung out with it and followed it around and held it and stuff. then for whatever reason my mom decided to let my dog out. the little cat did not like that at all. i didn't think rosie would chase her, but she did, chased her right up a tree. like far up a tree. the cat was real scared, she kept looking and screaming at me. she was too high up to jump and there wasn't really a way for her to get down. so i climbed up the tree and i still could barely reach her, but don't worry i got her down, it was a close one though. after that she stuck to me like glue. one of her paws had gotten scratched and she got streaks of blood like all over my wolf shirt and i'm not even mad. so then we just sad (i meant sat, i just accidentally wrote sad cause i am way sad) around and she just played with me then my mom came back out and was like i'm letting rosie back out and i didn't want her to get chased up a tree again, so i put her on the fence. and walked away. and she cried for me to come back. but i didn't. so then i cried. it was too many emotions in like fifteen minutes. i love that cat. and now i'm a wreck.

attention.

2010-07-08T01:36:00.000-07:00

just a few things i think everyone should know.

how addicted i am to farkle. and the reason i like to play it on facebook is because i can play it against people and win chips and pick up on the lingo like gl and gg. i just barely beat a lady from england, she asked me if i worked and i told her about my job (there's a little chat thing on the side of the game btw) she told me that no job is just nothing, and that it was a worthy job! i'll try to remember that in my cubicle tomorrow. you don't have to play it, but you also don't have to get mad at me for playing it. if you do, keep in mind the 39 year olds tendencies to ask you if you have a bf.

how extremely excited i am to see brandi carlile. i've honestly been waiting three years for this day. and the 11th is the day!

how badly i want to go to lake powell. all the stupid albums on facebook are not helping this longing either. nor the reading sessions on top of my car at utah lake. i can feel it in my bones, i need lake powell.

and i have a feeling that lake powell needs me.

how consumed i am with harry potter. i don't even care what anyone says, the wizarding world is so totally cooler than the muggle world. definitely.

i still want a cat. correction-- i still NEED a cat.

these are the things that occupy my mind. just for your fyi.

avada kadavra

2010-06-30T00:41:00.000-07:00

i really thought in my mind that i had a couple things to write about. but mostly i just am thinking about this wand.

it really came in handy when that van tried to race gav's volvo. i may or may not've cast one of the unforgivable curses.

no need to be informing the ministry, though.

this wand was created by mitch williams, and i would like to clarify to susan that i am only borrowing it.

the next generation. and the next, and the next.

2010-06-16T23:38:00.000-07:00

i wonder if i would have any friends and/or brain cells left over if i watched every season of degrassi.

we

2010-06-15T00:21:00.000-07:00

we drove and drove and drove. we missed the heart concert in wendover. we saw tons of casinos and two dos amigos. we didn't get to listen to jewel, but we did listen to gwen. we made bracelets. we got lost. we saw a bear so we stayed in such a happy cottage at the lazy s lodge. annie ran. i fed squirrels. al and nat slept. we thrifted. our minds got blown at the renaissance fair. we watched the world champ jouster joust and cheered for scotland. we ate a turkey leg, and a ranch burger, and a watermelon slushie. a dark cloud settled over when we realized that annie got towed. she tried to tell the officer stories on the drive to the tow-yard, but he didn't like it. miscellaneous bedding and pocket knife. we laughed. we marveled at the scenery, and stood in the cold water. we didn't pee like all day. we played princess puzzle game. annie ate dirty celery and old pasta and a pepper, i ate a lunchable, ali got tiny cheese cubes and ate pasta salad with chopsticks, natalie ate something with no meat. we slept in a non smoking room that for sure smelled like smoke in winnamucca. we listened to brandi. we made it home. we had a good time, believe me.

we went to lake tahoe.

whaterr

2010-06-02T23:44:00.000-07:00

this is one of the things i watch when i need to remember that gavin is a real human.

come home come home come home!

one time when we were in vegas, annie was hopping from white line to white line like a serious handicapped on the crosswalk and someone is the hoard of humans crossing the street called out, "there's a drunk" and it made my day, she was nowhere near drunk.

one time me and drew were sitting in her car and i was carving a firework to make it into a bomb and my knife slipped and the tip went into my finger. i have a nice scar.

one time ali "dared" me to walk through some sort of iceburg in a parking lot in the winter, and i tried to, but then she wouldn't let me try to climb into the dumpster.

one time xlear inc sent me some samples, and me and gavin sat on my bed and snorted so much xylitol and crushed the mints and snorted those and used that freaking nose water stuff so much until like four in the morning and turned into complete idiots and called xlear a few times with a few messages which i have no idea what they said but i'm glad that their best employee got to listen to them.

one time me and gavin went on a drive. and we went up the canyon and took some dirt road. and it never ended ever. it just kept going. and it was dark. and you felt like you were the only thing on the earth because you could not see anything but like not in a good way in a scary way and i could never give the situation justice with explaining, like gavin being on the verge of several legitimate panic attacks and unexpected ability of being able to stay calm. anyway, we started up hobble creek canyon, and we got spit out in spanish fork canyon. we drove clear across the mountain, do you understand?

one time ali allowed me to shoplift. because we only wanted the whistles, and the necklaces were too overpriced. i wouldn't really call it shoplifting though, because ali allowed me to. even though she left to a different store, she still let me cause she wanted it and she knows it

one time me and cyd went to this place, called mammoth and it made no sense. because it was like half a ghost town. but i'm certain it is 100 percent a conspiracy, i don't even have the energy to explain it. but it is the most eerie place i have ever been, like you'd stick your head somewhere that was empty and you'd get this feeling like "i'm not alone." and it definitely is not the good kind of the i'm not alone feeling. but we broke into this abandoned trailer. and it was the weirdest of things. because for one, there were still dishes in the sink. and food was still out. but trust me, it was abandoned. and we stole a candle and now it will haunt us and whatever i'm going to bed.

bugg ate NINE crickets today. i'm so pissed.

i love memories so so so much. i love making memories with my friends so so much. i love my friends. so much.

boat babes

2010-05-31T12:14:00.001-07:00

i am going to tell you a story. but before i tell it keep in mind that me and cyd are fine, and we don't really plan on making things like this a regular occurrence.

so cyd texted me and said i called in sick to work, and i'm not sick. and so i said, what a coincidence i'm "sick" too! so off we went into the world of not work. after we got cyd some suspenders we ended up eating sandwiches (again) by the lake. we were playing on the boulders right by the loading dock for the boats when this jeep blasting nickelback rolled up, and two boys jumped out. one of them said to us "what are you ladies doing?" and we said "just playing with some sticks" and he said "oh, well you ladies wanna come out on the lake with us" and we said "yeah sure!" because the whole time playing on those rocks we hoped that we could go out on a boat with someone, i think we just chose the wrong someones. so cyd jumped in the boat with one, and i jumped in the jeep with the other to launch the boat. i did have to move aside some cigarettes and chewin tobacco so i could sit down, and the nickelback started booming again. this is when i realized that it didn't seem like such a good idea, and then the boy said to me, "i'm cooney, and out in the boat that's dodge" and that's when i knew it wasn't a good idea, i had to hold back a laugh and could barely manage an "alright cool". i finally joined cyd in the boat and we were off into the lake. meanwhile cooney was saying things like "i didn't see a wedding ring on your finger" "you ladies smoke? do ya smoke weed?" "you ladies makin fun of my tiny baby toe? i'd rather have a little baby toe than a long ass thumb" "let's take our boat babes over there" "if we start drivin a little crazy it's cause we stopped on the way and ........ (then he said some words that were not understood by me or cyd) " "yeah i had a friend with a sister named cyd and she was hot too" "let's take our boat babes here". finally after an hour of cooney's seriously stoned voice and trying to pay all our attention to their dog instead of them, the dock was in sight and all the thoughts of what could happen to us out on the lake with cooney and dodge went away. cooney ended the conversation with words about how we don't drink or smoke and how hard in was to find people like that here, we just wondered "in utah county?"we made it to the dock and jumped off the boat. we thanked them for the ride and hurried off to my car but then we realized cooney was following us. he started explaining how they take a few boats out on the lake a couple times and how much fun it was and if we'd be interested in joining so cyd gave him a fake number and that was the end of it. i don't think i'll wear my monster truck shirt for a while, it doesn't seem to attract the best sorts of company.

we finished the day with some bb gun shootin and some cracker barrel eatin and some supernintendo playin. all in all i'd say it was a pretty hoodrat day. and we live to tell the tale of cooney and doge

n stuff

2010-05-17T01:33:00.000-07:00

so one day i was like oh, i will go get a sandwich and to the park and for a picnic. so then i had my picnic at the park, and then i was like this is nice, so i climbed this tree there, and then i read some about a boy named harry who is actually a wizard and he goes to a school called hogwarts up in the tree, but then i felt bad cause i took this birds spot so then i was like, well i should go to the ruins? so i got in my car. and the unthinkable happened. i said no, i should actually go to work. so i went to work, and worked at a lightening pace, and knocked out almost my whole pile of stuff that has been haunting me, i was amazed, and i loved it! i was proud. then i was like, ok now it's friday and i should go to the ruins. so then i got a sandwich, and had a picnic at the ruins. and i explored some tunnels and stuff like that. i realized that i really like hanging out in the very back of my car. it's really fun, so i sat back thurr and shot some bb's at some stuff. then i climbed on my roof and read some more about that boy harry, then i went and climbed some more stuff to read some about harry, and then so on and so fourth. and there was a.....

i don't even care anymore, i'm going to bed. i want the taco amigo, i will go tomorrow probably. i don't even like sandwiches.

dig.

2010-05-11T23:56:00.001-07:00

another thing that i would like to do, that has been on my mind quite a lot. is digging a hole

you think this is a dumb idea, but i know you've all read the book holes, right? well i really really want to dig that kind of hole. five feet deep, and five wide. i honestly have no idea how hard this would be, but people keep telling me i won't be able to do it. i don't know why, stanley did it. and so did that tiny kid. zero? he loved doing it. my dad told me i could, and my mom said she could find me more constructive things to be doing. but i feel like this is an experience that needs to be experienced. i mean, i loved that book. i owe it to... someone. i don't know who. but i know i for sure don't owe it to his no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-great-grandfather. something along those lines i think. i can't do it by myself, someone has to dig one with me, different holes of course, because those are the rules. i really don't want mr. sir to send me to that lady with the toxic finger nails. i also need someone to drive by and refill my water bottle, which will be a milk jug or something like that, and i'll need you to have some sunflower seeds that i can steal from you. i'll probably need some sort of filming going on. i have a feeling it should be documented.

i'm just not sure if i should do some working up to it, training if you will, or if i should just do it. i'm just really not sure how any of it is going to go. i think i feel like i'll be able to do it because i watch lost all the time and they are always digging like tons of holes and they can do it. so, if the cast of lost, and the characters in holes can do it, then so can i.

if anyone wants to play any of the parts, then just tell me. i have a feeling though that i might be pulling this off solo...

i'll let you know how it goes.

dont ask me for a title

2010-05-04T22:51:00.001-07:00

i'm so bored, like all the time. like right now. like always. i'm so bored that i'd rather have a cinco de mayo siesta than a fiesta.

gavin, you can come back now.

bugg

2010-04-28T23:55:00.000-07:00

i just thought i would give you an update on bugg. two g's.

probably a month or so ago i walked into my room and saw bugg lying on her back in the corner on some gross web she had built. i stopped dead in my tracks and was frozen with my jaw dropped for a couple minutes, maybe just one. it was probably about a minute and fifteen seconds because that's how long i can hold my breath, and i'm pretty sure i wasn't breathing. i have now been in legitimate shock a total of three times; one when i got in a car crash, one when my knee got busted out, and one when i was so certain bugg was dead. i didn't really know what to do because if my mom saw that it was dead then there is no way in hell she'd ever let me have a cat, and i had to get out of my house before she saw i wasn't at work, that's never pleasant. so i grabbed her cage and busted out of my house. i still didn't know what to do, so i called cyd in some sort of panic. she told me to bring myself and bugg to her house, so i did. then we both stared at it and started planning the funeral, and where she should be buried, and how i should go buy another one so allison wouldn't be pissed i killed her present, and my mom wouldn't think i couldn't take care of anything. cyd was still hopeful, and her mom told us we'd better check the internet and see what we could find, we typed it in to google, and brought up a webpage that said "IF YOUR TARANTULA IS ON ITS BACK IT IS NOT DEAD". we read all about it and found out that it was molting, shedding, whatever you want to call it. i was relieved and happy, because i almost buried my pet alive. and that wouldn't have been good for anyone.

so bug turned into bugg after she shed herself. it was gross, like i was all grossed out which is rare. anyway after she did that she turned all crazy. like way crazy. and i fed her, and i watched it and it was gross and i didn't like it. and she used to be nice before, when she was just bug, i would hold her and stuff, and she was nice, and then she turned into bugg and i swear she turned rogue. so i was not really liking her anymore. borderline hate. but i may've crossed that border because of what just happened. since she's been rude and stuff i don't really like to put my hand in there, and so i put a pencil in there, to just barely tap her like i would with my hand, so she would crawl on my other hand to pick her up. do you know what she did to the pencil when i barely barely touched her back leg? she went NUTS and ATTACKED it. seriously. she jumped on it. just jumped so crazy and latched on to it. my reflexes were to pull the pencil out, but when i did that i realized she was latched onto it, and i pulled her out and then i started screaming, so then i dropped the pencil like a smart person would do and the pencil and bugg both fell back into the cage. i'm not so sure how i didn't wake up my whole family. i could hear my heart pounding. so. hard. if that was my hand, then i would've for sure gotten bit. no doubt about it. i just might, just might, hate her. i will never put my hand in that cage i don't think, not ever. this is a real problem though, cause we still share a room. and last time i checked sharing a room with someone/thing you hate usually results in trying to take the other one out, so you don't have to share anymore. at this point i'm really not sure who will win.

and then i came home

2010-04-25T23:26:00.000-07:00

so i'm back now. and i'm pissed. because why would i want to be back? i wasn't ready to come back. even after ten hours in a full car. so to help me out here, i'm going to remember some of the highlights from our trip. in no particular order

the orange trees.

when gavin's mom tricked us into thinking we were staying in that castle in vegas, but we got cheesecake and the classy marriott instead.

when we played tennis at some sketchy courts, and watched a seriously insane fight between the hoodrats on the basketball courts and froze and stared. and the little asian boy on the court next to us screaming f words when he got bad hits

when gavin's music played, everybody putting in their own headphones

drew's moaning from the backseat on every one of gavin's turn and screaming "for the love!"

driving

annie's obsession with thrift stores, and the 40% off sale on earth day at goodwill.

every second at six flags, even when i overheated in the car while waiting for excedrin to kick in. especially the little boat ride. especially all the roller coasters except that stupid one.

when we went to the beach and the lifeguard waved us in, and explained to us that cydnee was in a riptide and was almost swept out to sea, "it's pretty deep over here guys"

this one is my favorite. and it's going to take a while. when we went to the beach, and it was pretty cold, and the water was especially. then all annie kept screaming was about how we had to take off our swim suits, because we had to be like some sort of something, some tv show or something, i can't remember. but if you know me, then you know i don't take much convincing, so off came the swim suits. and i swear at that moment the ocean decided be be extremely chaotic and started throwing its hugest waves at us. so everyone was smart except for me, and went under the biggest wave yet, but i instead chose to let it tumble me around everywhere. somewhere during the tumbling, me and annie had some epic crash into each other session under the wave. then i came back up, and then another wave came, and i got so much salt water in my mouth, and just kept being thrown around, and all i could think was to not let go of my articles of clothing, or else i'd be in serious trouble, so i was being tossed and drinking more salt water, and coughing, and feeling like i was in some sort of washing machine, and everyone kept screaming at me to put my swim suit back on but i couldn't get a good footing, and i couldn't let go of my stuff. we were like the only ones in the water, with plenty of people on shore, so i wonder what it looked like to them. cyd and annie somehow managed to do a pretty good job of staying under the water, but i had more important things to worry about. the story ends with me finally getting my swim suit back on, and then we left the beach. totally worth it. (susan don't get mad)

finally finding a sand crab, and naming him nice, and putting him in our sandcastle.

sharing a room with cyd and sleeping on the hardest coldest bed.

being nice

all the things you can make with embroidery floss. and coming home all strung out (pun for sure intended)

now i'm home, and it took me like four days to write this blog. i still feel mad to be home, and now i feel like the trip never happened at all. i'm seriously retarded at putting pictures on this, so look somewhere else, i don't care.

seeyuh

2010-04-21T02:56:00.000-07:00

i'm going to california tomorrow. or i guess today cause i think the sun is almost up. i should go to sleep. i get to go to six flags. do you know how much i love roller coasters? SO MUCH. i hope that drew brings some serious motion sickness medicine, i'm not sure how well she'll handle it because i saw what happened to her after two rounds of the zipper at the carnival. anyway, i'll tell you about it when i get back. i've gotta sleep or pack or count my change or something. see you guys later.

anna w.

well which is it?

2010-04-20T00:50:00.000-07:00

this is the ethical question for tonight.

say you just really wanted guacamole at lost hermanos (i didn't mean to put lost, i mean los, but then i liked lost better) but then you remembered how overpriced it was. and then you looked at the table next to you, and there was some half eaten, and the party had left, and one of the girls had a wolf shirt on. would you take it? because i say trust everyone wearing a wolf shirt. sleep on that. but i'm sure you're all already asleep. except gavin, i know exactly where you are boy. i would sleep on it, but...... i already did it. susan, if you read this, don't hit us please don't hit us.

also for a while now i told my favorite fake asians i'd shout out. sup guys. i know you can't comment on your like hacked internet china, and even though according to my imagination you would, i know you're not bringing me back an asian like i've told you so many times. kristal and math, it's time for you guys to come home and show me what you got me. oh so so excited. oh ya ps name your son aaron already.

yesyesyes

2010-04-18T21:36:00.000-07:00

so, yesterday my parents trekked off to the st george leaving me home all alone and able to do as i pleased without being bothered. so i was rolling around on my lawn i just mowed so nicely. then i decided it might be a good idea to try to be more like a girl and paint my nails. you want to know how it ended? i threw the nail polish and wiped my fingers off in the grass. who knew it was such a difficult thing to do and who knew that having three older girliest girl sisters and i never obtained such a knowledge. after i wiped my nails in the grass you want to know what i did? started burning holes in my shoes with a magnifying glass, back to my 8 year old boy tendencies. at least i tried.... right?

these have been the best warmest two days so i'll tell you more about them. then i started hitting rosie's toys around my backyard with my golf clubs in my wifebeater. but then gavin busted into my backyard. so we decided to do some wakeboarding-- street style. so we tied a rope to my bike and i pulled him on his longboard all the way to the park and back. which is not so easy. and everyone gave us the most concerned looks even though it was not that high on the dangeometer. then we went to play tennis, which is probably going to be a tradition because we love it so spectators are welcome because it is a show and a half. then there was some los hermanos involved? gavin we went there right? throw in a show with drew playing her cello (which was a big step for me because the last show i went to i ended up in the ER). but i was fine.

and today, just push repeat on that list. only you'll need to replace a few things:

1. just skip the whole playing in my backyard part

2. gavin pulled me some on the longboard to the park. SOME.

3. we played tennis shirtless. i had a sports bra, don't panic

4. replace los hermanos with the cracker barrell

5. allis painted my nails this time hot pink with lil flowers. girly enough?

honestly these last two days were glorious, i'm pretty sure i was more active these two days than all of december combined. i am left tired, icing my knee, sunburnt and sore, and completely satisfied. it's gonna be a good week.

also, me and gavin were talking. and catch is such a fun game. i don't know why anyone would ever not like it.

isn't it about time?

2010-04-06T01:18:00.000-07:00

i have been very very blessed with an amazing supply of friends. so, if you've had a birthday (even if it was in the last like last month?) shout hooray, cause this one goes out to you.

i'm a firm believer of things to come after a birthday. like presents and blogs. because it's like... one day. your birthday is only one day then it's like shoot... what? then all a sudden oh HERE for your birthday and it's like joy all over again and this is my attempt at excusing my lousy friendness, so please forgive me. better late than never though, right?

so if you want to talk about a person who always has your best interest at heart, then let's talk about my friend ali. because i love to talk about her, and i love to talk to her, and i just love her. also because she is totally that person. from the moment i met her she's always been concerned about my happiness, and is genuinely happy with me and for me. not only does she care about me being happy, but she makes me happy. really though, i love hanging out with her and the time we spend. a minute that goes by without laughter is very seldom, and we've got some pretty freakin good ideas about all kinds of things if anyone is interested. i've always loved her advice, it's the best. she thinks about things very logically, and makes good smart decisions, something that i am not so good at so i'm real glad i've got her to help me. she's a very smart girl. she's someone who cares quite a bit. maybe more than that. when she says pissed she never really means pissed (you know she's seriously mad when she says "like what the hell" then you're in trouble just for your fyi) when she says things weird her out, they really don't, when she says no way, she's not being serious. but this is where it gets tricky, because sometimes she really does mean those things, and the fun part is figuring out which times she means which, i've gotten pretty decent at it through plenty of trial and error. she'll tell you she isn't patient but don't listen to her because even through all my crazy antics she's still around. still don't make her wait though. i'm always grateful for that. i tell her time and time again that we're not friends by chance. and i tell her time and time again how great she is, hoping that she can know it, because i know it. i feel so happy talking about her because she's just such a good person. i'm just smiling like some sort of creep but she has always been an example to me, without purposefully doing it. and lately she's been trying to teach me life lessons such as you don't need to take two hours to get to the chickenfila and it's not that hard to choose what kind of treat you want. did i mention she's a looker?

proof: seriously pretty. one of my many favorites. use caution when standing next to her.

also she's nice and let's me play with her cool cat, since i can't have one.

DID I MENTION SHE

CAN DANCE?!

proof: this is the only proof i have but check it out.

she can do anything.

honestly there's just no way i could mention all that i want to or can even think of wanting to, and you probably think i'm over-exaggerating but i'm telling you, this girl is capable of doing amazing things. she's got a full load and busy with all kinds of things and i am blown away at her ability to keep it all together so well despite it all. i could go on and on and on, but she would tell me to get to sleep. always lookin out for me. but i have this theory that everyone should know her. i know that everyone would benefit from it. because i have a tremendous amount. more than she'll ever know. we make really good friends i've always thought, but it's mostly because of her. i love you and thanks ali cat, for all you do.

oh yeah. she reminds me to cut my nails.

color code.

2010-04-06T00:51:00.000-07:00

anna= 10 red, 10 blue, 13 white, 15 yellow.

does that seem weird to anybody else?

*just in case you are wondering it says 13 whites. in white.

yashore

2010-04-04T00:21:00.001-07:00

i don't really like to blog. i'll think about doing it sometime.

softsational soft rock songs are the best.

lost 4 life.

patience is a virtue.

stuff.

2010-03-08T00:58:00.000-08:00

i have some things that i'm going to do. as soon as the weather permits so. i want to talk about them. because if i put them in writing, then i have to do them. so here is number one.

canoe across utah lake.

the first problem with this is, i only have a blow up canoe. i love it so much, but i don't feel confident enough to take that across, i think i value my life a little more than that, just a little. then i found a solution. i was driving around, and then i saw a canoe in someones backyard. it seems pretty deserted. so i was thinking, what if i just took it? let me finish. what if i just took it, in the cover of the night, used it to conquer the lake, and then returned it with like such a happy note and maybe like... some treats? some baked goods? or like some sort of gift? do you think that would be ok? i do. the problem is i'm like always on workavoidingdrives and i can't remember where i saw this canoe at. i'm sure i could find it again though. also the old man across the street has a canoe i'm pretty sure actually, maybe i could ask him if i could borrow it. that seems a little bit more civilized, plus it's the least he can do since i helped him shuck about five hundred ears of corn for some like weird block party thing once. but that plan sounds not as fun, and he is weird.

i don't want you guys to worry about it. because i have a golden compass, and i think that's all i really need. life jackets will be involved, yeah sure, and i'll choose the least windiest day. because utah lake gets so crazy in the wind. and it'll smash me into... the... rocks. and i'll make someone come with me. any of you want to?

utah lake, prepare yourself.

mad

2010-03-01T00:30:00.000-08:00

for the past...week and a half? two weeks? i've had this one eyelash, that sticks straight out. it was insanely annoying, poking my eye and getting all caught and stuck, so every time i saw myself in a mirror, i would try a couple times to rip it out. unsuccessful, for two weeks. just barely, i tried it again. this time i ripped out six, i counted them. of my good eylashes. at once. you can imagine my frustration, it only took one more try after that, and i ripped that stupid eyelash right out.

i learned something about myself in that moment.

i just realized statement day is tomorrow. support your local file clerk. death.

trouble

2010-02-28T00:04:00.000-08:00

(don't let that smile fool you, we're not yet on the best of terms but we share a room. the spider, not the doofus.)

dreams out of my dreamcatchers and stuffedanimals jurisdiction.

crap.

pa pa pathetic

2010-02-24T20:54:00.000-08:00

no one really knew just how noooot good of shape i was in till i just evaluated myself. let me tell you how it went, i did really bad. so then i got mad and went to town on the punching bag and then i realized i was going to pass out. so i sat down for a long minute, and then got on facebook. even though no doubt was a good partner, it wasn't enough. i suck. i need to get ready for summer adventures. so you'll see more of this from me, only i hope it won't be as bad as this. that's all.

bug

2010-02-22T17:39:00.001-08:00

caution: if you don't want to hear about the latest addition in my life, then discontinue reading NOW.

i walked in my bathroom the other day, and to my horror i saw a sick spider rannin around. i got all freaked out and pissed. and then i stopped, and laughed at myself. because i realized that what was sitting in my room was about fifty times its size, with fangs. that's right, i told you all about it right? how i wanted a tarantula? well it's time to check that one off the list. my sister gifted me it for turning 19. i have been terrified of it for the last few days, like very terrified. i've been thinking about holding it ever since i got it, just never worked up enough courage since i've been watching videos of them biting and people freaking way out. last night was the night though. it went just about how you'd imagine, full of screams and shakes and chills. but we did it, allison and i. i'm still scared of her, but she's real nice. she's happier now that she's been held, now i gotta go in to town and get her some crickets since it's not warm enough for me to hunt for them outside. everyones been asking what her name is to be. and one that i feel worthy enough hasn't come to me yet. i call her bug, cause i don't really like to think of her as a spider. but i like her more, and she likes me more too.

visitors are welcome.

revival

2010-02-22T17:34:00.000-08:00

i know that the mcdonalds ceo has read my blog. about the fish. because i'm pretty sure they were almost at the point of extinction, knocked all the way down to number 11 on the menu, and guess what? now they have a DOUBLE fish fillet. it's gross, too much for me. also, the other day, on the radio some weird fish fillet jingle came on, gimme back my fillet-o-fish, gimme that fiiiish, i thought i was dreaming. but then i changed the station and it was on again!! sonic seems to have caught wind of it as well, because they now have a fish sandwich. this blog is good for something. props to gav and al. for being brave and eating one. they loved it by the way. and i loved it.

rude

2010-02-03T14:58:00.000-08:00

i'm just really upset that since my fish fillet post that still not one of you, or anyone else, has had one with me or even expressed a desire to. gavin had one bite of mine. doesn't count. not cool you guys, not cool at all. pretty sad.

macgood

2010-01-24T21:38:00.000-08:00

i need to talk with you guys about something. and i need you to put judgements aside, please. so listen. i love the macdonalds (i understand it's not spelled like that, i am an american after all, it's for pronunciation purposes only). not only do i love the macdonalds, but i love the fish fillet from there, or filet-o-fish as they like to put on the little box it comes in.

visual

i don't like fish much at all, i'm not even quite sure it's real fish so that may be why, but it is soooo good. like really, so good. i just wonder if i'm under some sort of curse, cause this just does not seem right to like, right? have you ever cast a spell on someone, like at a red light or something? they don't like it AT all. like one time, this woman cut us off, so i cast a spell on her and her inconsiderateness and she looked at me soooo angrily. as if. try it, it's way fun. anyway, i would like to challenge you all, like they do sometimes in sunday school, to...

try one.

because you're gonna like it, and if you don't like it, then it's on me. or it could be on me anyway, just let them pay me at my workplace first. it's all i can think about, and all i want to eat. period. this could cause a problem for me though.. whatever.

i don't care, cause.....

seriously.

no more

2010-01-24T02:28:00.000-08:00

i think that driving curse is n/a. the one i was talking about before, remember? i don't know. for some reason i feel like freeway speeds are acceptable on all roads. and those stupid crazy mix master mix mix after hour weekend mix things on the radio definitely do not help my foot ease off the gas any. i still want a pet spider.

ShootBangBlast

2010-01-20T19:33:00.000-08:00

mine and cyd's roman candle duel

some blazing wolf rockets

roman candles are the best things in the whole wide world. so i attacked gavin. for the full effect feel free to cast spells. out of body experience.

some more roman candle madness. cyd naaaails duncan.

just a great shooting firework.

this is what firecrackers are for

we thought we could put this one in a hole. it was awesome. and terrifying. like i said, not quite justice. and i apologize for my freeeaking out.

we needed to do it a couple times.

suuuuch a good firework hoodrat time out on the lake.

the grand finale

2010-01-20T02:03:00.000-08:00

since annie keeps leaving, to really cool places ie india and now italy, freak. we have to keep throwing her goodbye parties. i'd have to say this one was pretty high on the list. ever since our amazing show on new years, fireworks have been on the forefront of our, well, my, mind. there was no time to zoom to evanston. actually, yes there was but then i remembered my stash of fireworks that only felt like a dream since my dad has kept them locked away from me for seriously years and years in some stupid huge metal box behind work. i tricked him into telling me the code by saying that he stole mine and my friends scooters and we need them back. he puts stuff like that in there. like my mini clown bike. it makes me real mad. so anyway he told me the code, and i went out there to fiiinally make my dream come true. there was a problem. the lock was not budging. to give you a little sample of my anger management problem i grabbed some metal tool wrench thing my dad gave me to put in my car to change my tires and i started beating the hell out of it. after a while i realized it was doing no good. so i just gave up. then i returned and then it still would not work so i ate some real gross pie with my hands that some farmers gave me at the fruit growers convention like some sort of animal and called my dad. he informed me that it had in fact been moved. thanks. anyway long story short i found the freaking fireworks. with a few road blocks here and there but nothing to stop me. like we could ever send annie off with anything less than super hoodrat. because it's fun to do bad things. so we went to the lake, where it's all frozen, with our loads of fireworks. and were hoodrats. i'll put some vids up, even though they still don't quite capture the gravity of the situation. ali don't get mad with me. we were safe. the only video though, that we didn't get is one that SHOULD have been recorded, but got missed. i always have been a number one fan of firework names, i think that should be my profession, to name fireworks. so i had this little one in my hand called "utter chaos" i lit it, and then i threw it. and no one knew what it was capable of really, except i did. and it came SHOOTING back toward and through all of us creating madness and running and screaming and, well, UTTER CHAOS. that green ball of fire was on a mission. no firework has been so accurately named. annie, you be safe in this newest italian adventure of yours. you're so freakin steezy.

you're the best hoodrat i know. 4realz.

icicle

2010-01-12T01:56:00.000-08:00

i'm pretty sure that one of the worst decisions that i have made in my life was made just moments ago. you see i was at cyd's house and then the time finally came to go home. i'm sure you're all more than aware of the bitter icy coldness that the outside world brings right about now. so i ran to my car and my heart sank to find out it was covered in frost. it actually didn't sink, it didn't really care, which is why i jumped in, started it, and began driving. i then realized that i couldn't see anything, at all. my solution was to roll the window down and drive with my head out. then i figured the faster i drove, the faster i'd get home. but really, the faster i drove the harder that frigid death stung my face off, and made it real hard for my eyes to stay open, so they closed sometimes. driving with your head out the window is hard enough. i don't live that far away, but it was far enough for my face to freeze into a pretty awful expression. let's hope it's gone by the morning.

happy birthday duncan monte

what's the difference

2010-01-06T00:06:00.000-08:00

once upon a time my sister babysat some crazy kids for like a week. we bonded over their kittens. so i guess they thought that put them on a "we are now able to rudely awaken anna from her perfect nap" status. in my own house, in my own room, in my own bed. to add insult to injury, through the jumping and screaming it caused my blankets to stir, which revealed my sleeping partner; a stuffed otter. once the 8, or 6, or 10, what's the difference she was a tiny human who looked like she was five years old. once she caught sight of it, it put her in a rage of laughter. i demanded to know what was so funny, and she pointed at my otter. what kind of world do we even live in now? what do the tiniest of humans sleep with these days? cell phones and fergie songs? so for christmas, my mom turned one of our trees into an "animal tree" i thought it was just a joke when she told me to go get my otter for the "animal tree" but then when i finally brought it up to her, i watcher her as she tied a ribbon around its neck and set it down by a bunch of random other stuffed animals with ribbons and bows as well. i was kinda speechless when i first saw it to tell you the truth, i didn't know if i wanted to laugh at how crazy it was, or cry at how beautiful it was. then she ordered me to go get my "woof" (how she says wolf) stuffed animals as well. i wish i had a picture. anyway the point is that i have been sleeping solo since then. which isn't completely true because i got a precious baby wolf from a precious friend

here we are.

my otter was returned the other night, and they get along wonderfully. stuffedanimals=good

i survived through yet another statement day at work. for those of you who are unaware of the awfulness it contains just know that all it amounts to are bleeding fingers and losing your mind fold by fold, envelope by envelope and that one day, it will be the death of me. i was lucky enough though to have an amazing angel show up, just as i was planning all the ways i could kill myself with surrounding office supplies, bearing the best tiniest oranges nonetheless, and help me collect myself, and put a move on. funny how such a bad thing can turn into such a great thing with the right company. i'm so very thankful to have such great friends. i love you guys.

catching dreams

2009-12-13T02:11:00.001-08:00

for the past... 4, yes 4, hours straight i have been working on one, yes singular, dream catcher. you're probably wondering why it took that long. i am too actually. i went to the craft store, well, three different craft stores, kept forgetting my objective and wandered around mindlessly singing to the chirstmas songs. 3 hours later (these are real time estimates by the way) i was back at my house with supplies and watched some doofus's video on how to do it. when i get really into something i can't settle unless it's like perfect, i ripped this one apart probably ten times and i'm still not satisfied, the only reason i stopped is cause it's like half past 3 and i just drank my nyquil. straight from the bottle. don't worry i promise i have a cold.

here's a picture (brought back the pose) now you're probably reeeeally wondering why it took 4 hours to make. and i can't tell you because my eyelids are shutting and i'm losing control of my motor skills zzzzz. i love quil. if i have a bad dream tonight i swear i'll do something... crazy.

shout out to ali cat, you got moves. good work today :)

IMPORTANT

2009-12-02T02:10:00.000-08:00

i need you guys to listen to me. i need you to listen to me because i have this feeling. this bad feeling. i have this bad feeling that soooomeone, i do not know who, i haven't gotten that good with my powers quite yet. but someone is going to get in a car crash, or something. i know you feel like that's an insane thing for me to say. but i'm really not kidding. i know that i cannot ask you to just not drive. BUT. i need you guys to drive so completely safe this next little while. i'm pretty stressed out about it if you cannot tell. gavin, sometimes you drive like a maniac, you need to stop that sort of behavior for a little while. ali, you're pretty good with it, but still please be safer. i need you both in my life. as for the rest of you, watch it. the road i mean. seriously. just do it for me and what's left of my sanity. i love you.

sincerely

anna w.

supermarket stuff

2009-12-02T01:16:00.000-08:00

pants are the worst. hang on. ok that's better. don't worry i'm still wearing pants. actually don't worry if i'm wearing pants or not.

when i want something pretty bad, i make my mom pretty aware of it. like a cat for example. we should have a cat counter in my house. because i know i've said it a number that even though you think your mind wouldn't be blown, it would. its not that i do it on purpose... its just that my mind becomes so obsessed with a certain idea that i have to make everyone around me aware. again, and again, aaaand again. you know what i'm talking about guys. so my latest craze... cocomotion. it's so fun to say. cocomotion. that's probably why i would tell her about it so much, just because i liked to say it. well that, and that it's an amazing contraption. one day she finally said where do we find one of these. i told her probably at the great wal mart, she hated that idea because she hates wal mart. and she told me to call kmart. i told her that kmart doesn't know anything. mindy was in the middle of us, she's not a fan of arguing, so she called kmart, asked the question, and was put on hold for too long that she finally hung up. POINT PROVEN. we compromised and tried out shopko. yeah i was pretty convinced that shopkos weren't around anymore too. lo and behold, in all their glory. i was immediately drawn to a pair of footie pajamas, for grown people, that were sooo amazing. i begged my mom, even shouted across aisles to get them in my life asap. she wouldn't. then i found a book, and i said mom! i turned the corner and she said, i found a book for you. we were holding the SAME book!! it was a cat book. i made her look at it with me. i ask her which one she thinks is the cutest, because i figure if i brought one home that looked like that, she would be more susceptible to keeping it. she doesn't like skinny barnyard lookin cats. we did the same thing with some cat posters. we walked around and i tried to get her to get me some fuzzy pillows and some sugar. wasn't having that either. we found a cocoa latte. i guess it's a classier name than a cocomotion. it'll do. i stared at all the pictures of cats on the cat food and got lost in time, but that wasn't the only thing i lost, my mother was no where in sight. i started to panic. but then i found myself in the toy section, making things dance, and bouncing balls around. i finally got reunited with my mother and she scolded me. it was the moment when i said "open sesame" to the automatic doors on our way out that i realized i had acted like such a child the whole shopko trip. i felt good. on our way home we sang to john denver, some days are diamonds, some days are stones. that day was a diamond.

knock knock

2009-11-29T22:38:00.000-08:00

i got a visit the other day.. no it wasn't my aunt flow, she came a week or so ago and the whole world knew it (if you don't get that joke i don't know what to tell you). it was karma who paid me a visit. gavin, you pay special attention, this karma came from your way. so my dad called me out to the garage, i went out and in his hand he was holding my 2 25 cent (that's 50 cents) piece satchel i got from di. he asked me, is this your bag or one of your friends, i thought nothing of it and told him it was mine. his face immediately turned to a concerning look and said, "why were there condoms in it?" i forgot it was my father asking the question because i never really thought he'd be asking me such a question so my response was, "so i don't get pregnant why else?" i only let that one simmer for about a millisecond because his concerned look got worse and worse and i was pretty sure there would be an explosion. then i quickly explained to him that they were leftover from a practical joke, he seemed to understand so i started walking back into my house to put an end to the awkward moment. as i was walking in he said "they were the real huge ones anyway" i didn't really know what he was trying to accomplish with that comment except for making my stomach turn. why is this karma you ask? why do i have condoms in the first place i'm sure you're wondering? long story short like 2 years ago i feel like, not quite that, me and gavin were bored, went to wal mart, pretended to be in love and got condoms, put them on kates car while she still worked at sonic, hid in the bushes and watched her reaction. remember that gav? who put these balloons on my car! so that answers the second question, and as for the first. well that night i told gavin that i had left one in his car. why is that a problem? his dad was taking his car the next day. we were like 16 and 17 i feel like and so it seemed a little bit of a bigger deal then. anyway he freaked out real bad and i let him suffer through the night and the next day i told him it was a joke. i just thought he'd probably appreciate this. karma, you're a bitch. so are you aunt flow.

pokey things

2009-10-23T01:12:00.000-07:00

there are two spiders living in my bathroom. i know its kinda gross. but i just keep putting off killing them. because they never move. they made little webs and they just hang out in them all day. they're always in the same place when i go in there at least. i just feel like they really enjoy their life right now, and their perfect spots, and i just feel bad messing up their lives, well, essentially ENDING their lives. if you dont like spiders, and your name is ali, then probably dont read this part because it is "an awful thing to say" but lately i've just been thinking about getting a pet spider. like a real big one. i know, i cant believe i'm saying it either, but i just thought i'd throw it out there to a select few. even though you select few already know, so whatever.

THE POINT IS that SINCE i am UNABLE to OWN A PET, i realized that i can own plants. so let it be known that i am going on a rampage. and it all started with my venus fly trap. i would show you a picture....... but its dying and i'm embarrassed. so i'll show you some of my new cacti that i got today.

these are my three tiny tiny little baby baby ones. they are cute.

this one though, this one is pretty mean. it's freakin way pokey, i've felt it's wrath a few times. one of those freaking pokers even got stuck in my arm. it hurt. i still love this cactus plant.

i'm just making sure you understand how insanely pokey it is.

if these cactus follow the trend of my venus fly trap, i'll feel.... my heart will feel more dry than a desert. do you like them or what?

attempt failed

2009-10-20T00:23:00.000-07:00

i tried to write a new post. i wrote some sentences. then i realized i hate blogging. and i hate all of you. thats not true at all but i hate most everything else except for venus fly traps, cats, cactus, wolves, bonsai trees, wolves, cats, tissues with vicks, nyquil, puzzles, cats, if you're reading this i probably like you, i might love you, and i probably might hate you. im just kidding i just wanted to say probably and might together. i cant think of anything else i love. cause i think my heart shrunk.

on sunday i played a cat. as in acted like i was a cat. because im five years old. and im seriously messed up. i've just been having pretty bad cat withdrawls due to the fact that im catless and haven't played with any other cats, so really i cant function properly, or at least to the point that i usually can which im sure doesn't meet the requirement of properly. so i jumped on the couch that my mom was sitting on, and began to meow and lick my 'paws' the conversation went as follows

mom: im seriously taking you to the doctor

me: i know exactly what he would say

mom: what

me: GET THIS GIRL A CAT!!!!

i think i might need to step up my game and refuse to speak english, and demand my food be served to me on the floor. i think if i do that my mom will just tranquilize me.

a puzzle club is to be started. shirts are included. as well as good times, good conversation, good music, good snacks, and good puzzles. pledge your membership.

a fire bug just bombed me. that means it was on my ceiling and it flew onto my arm. i got real pissed, said some things, grabbed it, and threw it at my wall. its still alive. i fed some to my venus fly trap it was way fun. why are there so many freaking fire bugs right now.

oh, look, i just blogged.

to whom it may concern

2009-10-07T22:39:00.000-07:00

for halloween this year i have decided to be a ghost. now im not talking sheet thrown over me with a couple holes. im talking a legitimate ghost. this means, that i will not be seen by anyone on october 31st. for whatever reason i feel like that day is going to be a very bad day for me to be out and about and im going with my intuition on this one. at this point im not concerned with sounding crazy, so i'll let you know that i'll most likely be locked away in some sort of place where no one can find me. i know this may be upsetting to some of you. and some may be freaked out. maybe a mix. just trust me on this.

yours truly,

anna

cat day

2009-09-27T23:11:00.000-07:00

I have touched more cats today than i think i ever will throughout my whole lifetime. that's actually not true, but i've played with probably more than 20 i would say this day. which equals suuuch a good day.

me gav and cyd stopped by the humane society.

and despite the awful smell in there we managed to find our dream cats.

the one i loved is the one who looks like such a cool tiny wild cat, it was so so nice but so playful and so much fun for me, and then the other so cute one was such a sweetheart and so nice and i don't know why they didn't come home with us.

gavin, im still mad you didnt get it

you connected on so many levels

also, my sister has been babysitting these crazy kids this whole week who have some kittens that i've brought to my house like every day. rosie is like seriously upset with me about it so i just went and got her to have another sleepover with me to make it up to her. i tried to have a little chat with her that a cat may soon be joining my life (my mom is actually starting to budge!) she didnt like that chat at all and now she's at the far corner of my bed shunning me

she'll forgive me tomorrow.

sleeeepover

2009-09-22T23:11:00.000-07:00

i love my dog so much. all my friends, except for cyd, seriously hate her. they're pretty mean, they tell me all the ways that they want to kill her. who does that? her name is rosie and she is my best friend. when she was just little she would always sleep with me in my bed, and take showers with me which i promise its not weird at all. i was sitting in my bed just feeling kind of lonely, maybe it was because i was listening to the backstreet boys singing about the meaning of being lonely.

as you can see here

my dad asked me if i wanted rosie to sleep with me cause i was real upset about my mom crushing my dream once more to have a cat, so i went out to rosie's little dog condo in my backyard to ask if she wanted to have a sleepover. naturally she was the most excited about it and followed me to my room. i set her up a little blanket, i had to pick her up and put her on my bed she's so old.

she's seriously loving it

now she's asleep, and i forgot how loud she snores.. my life will end when hers does.

update

2009-09-21T22:17:00.000-07:00

one summer day i paid a small child one dollar to put some string in my hair. a couple days ago, i cut it out. shortly after my mom decided to 'trim' my hair and cut off about 2 inches

i went to st george with my sister spontaneously one night, we got there at two in the morning, it was a great trip.

i ate ONE cookie and my mom told me its a wonder my bowels still work properly. that's why i do most of my sugar consumption not under her supervision.

i have greatly impaired my vision with hours of solitaire on my ipod. seriously, things are getting really blurry, squinting right now.

i'm going to put my pride aside and apply... at the scone cutter. pretty desperate. pretty greasy.

CHEERS

gavin: i think you're dead, but i hope all is well

ali: i hope that you're feeling better and not losing it at work.

drew: you read this right? sometimes? howl's magic castle or whatever that movie is..

and to anyone else who reads this that i'm not aware of, please raise your glasses, if you do not have one please take a moment to go get one and fill it with your choice of liquid. now, raise them. thank you to all who sit and waste your time reading these words that start in my brain and make their epic journey through my arms to my fingertips that melodically punch these keys and make their big debut on your screen. all to form a bunch of complete nonsense. here's to you guys. (this is the part where you drink)

i'm pretty sure the best thoughts, from my experience anyway, come from that moment in time where your mind is dancing back and forth between the line that separates awakeness from dreamland, consciousness from unconsciousness (i know i learned the difference of that in psychology. so, Mrs. L, if i'm using it incorrectly just know... that i cheated on both of my term projects) where your mind is uninhibited, free to wander around and free to be silly, because it's ok to be silly, and it's ok to wander around. which is why it makes sense that the thoughts are usually unrealistic and far fetched but still have some kind of realness attached. usually i like to share, and even though it takes a lot for me to grab my phone and write it all with the bright light blinding me, it's still worth it cause usually i forget about it in the morning.. so put your hands up, or your drinks if you still have them, or even HAD them, if you've ever woken up to one, or two or three or four, bizarre texts from 'anna' or whatever you have me in your phone as.. alright i see a few hands. the other night i thought... why does time have to fly when you're having fun? really. it's so rude. why can't time fly the other times, like oh i don't know at work or school or boredom or anything that falls into the category of not fun, instead of frequently checking the clock- only to find out that it hasn't moved at all. stupid.

until next time folks

cat cat cat cat

2009-09-14T00:24:00.000-07:00

you you guys, all i want, all i EVER COULD WANT right now is a cat. im sure you know by now.

i first off would like to clear up some rumors and whatnots that have seem to have made their way around the awful halls of springville high. im still not real sure about who started the nasty rumors, but whoever it was obviously didn't see the episode of veggie tales where the rumor weed TAKES OVER THE WHOLE CITY. i think it may have been you, LINDSAY BAILEY. but im not going to point fingers. i wasn't really quite aware just how around this rumor had gotten until one day in the class one of my sophomore admirers told me how she was telling her friend about me, i don't really know why... but her friend, whom i have never met before or even heard her name responded: that's the girl who put a cat in a microwave! before you get pissed, ITS NOT TRUE!! i've had plenty of encounters with it and no one seems to believe me that it's false. you believe me though, right?

i admit, there was a time in my life where i was very stupid and uniformed about cats. what IS true is.. i used to hate them. keyword: used to. its true its true i used to hate cats. until one day, i was at cyds house and her lovely cat baby jumped on my lap. and i though wow. what IS this. this is a cat? this is GREAT I LOVE CATS I LOVE CATS.

my mom rules with an iron fist and refuses let me have a cat. so until i escape her tyranny i am to remain catless. except for these cats i find, and cyds cats. and alis cat.

this is figaro, found at the wetlands

these are orange poppy and... zig zag.

this is me and orange poppy

this is cyd and ziggy

this is me and danger

this is ali and jazzy

caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaats

wisdom=gone

2009-08-19T08:43:00.001-07:00

yesterday i lost all my wisdom in the form of a gray haired man who spoke too calmly and quickly for me to want to stay calm, ripping out four fairly large teeth in the far depths of my mouth. since then i have found myself doing very unwise things, like talking to strangers, accepting candy from odd men, using the sink as a toilet, watching mary kate and ashley movies, and handing small children scissors and telling them to ran fast as they can. yes yes we all love the wisdom teeth jokes. i must've been pretty damn smart though because my mouth is pretty unhappy about the loss and is mourning in ways like making my cheeks swell up to the point where people must think i'm storing stuff in there for the upcoming winter, and screaming in pain making me beg my mom for two tabs. there were some perks thats for sure, like i got to wear a really neat shower cap thing, and i got to get put to sleep, which is the BEST. all i remember when i woke up was everyone telling to me just breathe my oxygen and stop opening my mouth but neither of those were an option because i felt like there was just too much to say and i was smart enough at the time to know that breathing the oxygen would make me come down quicker, nope not an option. i had a surprising and unexpected experience last night, i threw up of course! im pretty sure that if the helicopters putting out the fire on maple mountain hung me from them i would've for sure put it out because i was spewing like a fire hose, sorry for those of you with weak stomachs. i will tell you a story if you dont mind hearing the word bloody, haha ali here it is- right when i got home i needed some water real bad, my chin tongue and lip were completely numb and i was convinced that i was drinking it all until my mom walked in, anna!! i looked down and saw a puddle of bloody water on my blanket, i looked on my shirt and saw it covered bloody water, and then i went in the bathroom and looked at my face and it was dripping with bloody water. it was pretty funny.

i then had the joy of visiting the orthodontist today to add some more metal to the metal fence that has constricted my teeth for three years. what i thought would be a horrible experience turned into only ten minutes of minor suffering. i love all my friends you guys are so sweet

i'll include this picture just for your entertainment and for the fact that i know it is not permanent and hopefully you'll still love me. thank goodness for the pills. and you guys, if you're looking for advice, probably don't put me at the top of your list, remember im freeking stoopid.