this is to you.

dear me,
dazzle me please.
love me.

this i will never understand.

who wants to be groped by a hundred strangers? no one that i know.
crowd surfing, the allure of you will ever ellude me.

this is how i creep.

i'm a creep. it's been confirmed. i like awkward. in fact i'm in love with it. let me tell you how creepy i am.

i love a certain blog. for my own sake i shall not say which one. now here is the creepy part. i don't know the person who writes it. i only know him from his blog. but i would marry him in a heart beat.

i read his blog religiously. but he only has around 5 followers, so i don't follow cause that would be openly creepy. instead i go to my blog, press some buttons that take me to a blog i follow, that he also follows, click on some more things, and presto, his blog. (and a billion commas apparently.)

i would probably hurry and close my lap top if someone saw me creepily reading his blog...that's not suspicious.


now to just add to my point, my beautiful roommate emily said this to me the other day, "usually pretty girls like you just aren't that creepy." it made my life.

this is me.

sometimes i have nothing to say. or i have too much to say so i don't write it all down, cause minimal effort is my best friend.
somedays all i want to do is complain. or be sassy. or scowl at everyone. today i did all three. except i was a scowlin away and some nim-wit looked at me and said "hi." i said "hey." but i said it in a way that clearly conveyed, "hey nim-wit i'm scowling can't you see? don't talk to me."
all the time i am a completely made up of awkwardness. i sit in the general area of the same kid every book of mormon class, and all though i know he knows where he knows me from, and so do i, when we were the only two people at jamba i looked away all awkwardly and pretended not to know him. how do other people talk to people so easily?
some clothes are best for days when you feel like i do today. today i wore my big brothers nice striped american eagle sweater. i look fabulous is all i have to say.
sometime soon i will get congress to pass a bill making all homework illegal, and called black magic or devil worshipping. (would BYU be excluded form the bill cause they're a private insitiution? looks like i have to take this one up with God.)
also i love my mommy.

this is cool.

micah showed this to me. tight right?

this is the song of the moment.

i have always loved maria mena. but mostly when i was down. this song makes me smile.
i'm a big fan of music sharing. so i share this song and its message with you. this is your push. you have it in you. now get to it!

this is for you, lady.

we all know why byu is so adamant about keeping their grounds particularly beautiful.
at least i thought we did. my mom found it quite entertaining when i told her the theory, and was sure i should post it on here. so lady, here ya go.

byu is a beautiful campus. well kept in every way. some may ask why. the answer?
it's a scheme my friends. a scam if you will. byu is a meat market. byu knows it is a meat market.
thusly in order to produce a most romantic atmosphere, and for the use of many an engagement picture, byu keeps their grounds spit-span pretty.

that's the theory. take it or leave it.

disclaimer: i have nothing against byu and i quite enjoy the time i spend on campus. i'm just sayin, when you believe in what we believe in...well marriage is a must right? and where else to find the love of your life than in a sea of like-minded people? it's just physics. (or summot.)