color code.

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

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.

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

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

(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.)

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dreams out of my dreamcatchers and stuffedanimals jurisdiction.

crap.

pa pa pathetic

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

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.