Welcome to my humble abode

So this summer, I am experiencing something I have never experienced before. I am living in a house, as a student. It is actually turning out to be quite wonderful. For one, I actually feel like I live in a home. Two, it is the cutest house ever. Even more great things: I only have two room mates, I have a washer and dryer, my room is super cool, and we have the most comfy man-family room ever. Here are the pictures to prove its greatness...

At first glance, it just looks like a normal run down student home:

But step inside, and you are in a whole new world. First is the kitchen...it is all remodeled, as is the rest of the house, but the remodeled-ness is especially apparent in the kitchen:

If you enter the family room and turn left, the bathroom is directly to your right. Despite its similarity to a cave (it is quite small and has no windows), it pulls off adorable quite well:

Next is the Laundry room. Not only is it bigger than the average Laundry room, but Chess board linolium adorns the floor. Who wouldn't want Chess board linolium?:

Next is the man-family room. Its manliness is evident by its providing a home for two love sacs and a big screen TV:

Last, and best of all, is my bedroom. Although it may be the smallest room in the house, no one can deny that it has the most personality. Why it was unwanted by my other two room mates may have to do with the fact that the floor slants, but I would take a slanty floor for a cute little window seat any day:

I love my brothers because...

1)They enjoy making ugly faces on a regular basis...

faces which are painfully funny.

2)They come up with strange ideas...

like sticking apples on our heads...and then doing hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil...

3)They can do cool tricks...

that most people can't do.

4)They love me.

5)They dress up in funny clothes...

and walk around the house like it is the normal thing to do.

6)They do special things...

to make sure I know they love me.

7)They are not afraid of acting stupid...

especially in public.

8)They make me laugh.

9)Going places with them is an adventure.

10)They do the strangest things to make people laugh...

Picture with Grandma, steak knife in left hand pointing at Grandma. Does Grandma know? No.

Kari forces me to blog...

10 years ago: I was twelve years old, and I was still a very little girl. I definitely wasn't one of those 12 year olds who was already a young woman. I likely spent the majority of my June 10 years ago having sleep overs with my best friend Jessi, who to this day, is still my best friend. We both wore glasses and braces and didn't care much about boys. We had this tree that we carved our names into, probably that very summer, which we called "our tree." We still visit that tree...we are nerds. The last time we vistited it was probably about 6 months ago, right before Jessi left on her mission to Russia. It still has our names carved in it.

5 years ago: I was dating my first boyfriend. We probably liked eachother for more than a year before the dating actually started to happen. We were afraid of each other. He had this ball he played with at work that he wouldn't let anyone touch... a plastic baseball. I kidnapped it and held it for ransom. I told him he had to take me on a date to get it back. It worked. I am a nerd. We spent a lot of time watching movies and laying on his tramp looking at the stars, but mostly we were just awkward around eachother and afraid to even hold eachothers' hands. That changed eventually, but not long before he too left on a mission to Russia.

5 months ago: It was the beginning of a new semester...my last semester of my college career. Little did I know that it would be the most stressful semester of my life. 18 credits can be a killer. I went snowboarding for the first time, and yelled shit as a biffed it coming off the lift for the first time. I felt guilty...it was a church activity. Mostly I spent a lot of time falling down the mountain.

5 things on my to do list: finish my graduation application, have a talk with someone, visit Kari, pay my tithing, and write to Jessi in Russia

5 snacks: applesauce (I just ate some), graham crackers with peanut butter, saltines with cheese, peanut butter m&ms, and Zubs brownies

5 billionaire things: travel the world, help out my family, buy a nice camera, pay off student loans, live somewhere expensive

5 places I have lived: Murray, Springville, and Logan...all in Utah. I don't really know if I have lived anywhere else...I can count the different places in Logan I have lived, but I would rather not.

5 things you might not know: 1. I have a scar on my chin from burning it on a toaster. 2. I played the flute in the band for five years. 3. I have a 3.9 GPA. 4. I HATE when people blow me off or cancel plans on me, more than almost anything. 5. I have never been on an airplane.

Conference in a Love Sac

This is why you do not watch conference in a Love Sac. I am on the left fast asleep. The other two girls are fast asleep as well, although one of them is not in a Love Sac. This is pretty much how I spent all four sessions of conference...I am a sinner. As for the fourth person, who is taking the picture, he spent his four sessions of conference watching us sleep and creating digitial evidence of our failure to be good saints.

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Hmm...interesting (or not so interesting) things about me:

1. I only cried four times last year but have somehow accomplished crying three times in one day already this year about things of much LESS importance. Cars and school are definitely not worth being cried over.

2. The reason I procrastinate all school assignments is because if I do them early, I don't try my hardest because I figure I have time to fix it and make it better. The problem is that once it is finished, crappy or not, I tend to have no desire to go back and fix it. So if I procrastinate...I do my best work. :)

3. One time at girls camp, when I was 16 years old, the young women's president in my ward told me I was more mature than my mother. What she really meant was that over the last couple of days she had seen my mom act like a teenager more often than she had seen me act like a teenager. I think this is still true today. Instead of convincing me to buy a less revealing swimming suit this weekend, like most mothers would, she talked me into buying a bikini. I wouldn't have her any other way.

4. I usually don't like taking any type of drug other than antibiotics or painkillers. Drowsy drugs give me the inability to sleep. Pepto Bismol once made me almost throw up. Abreva made my lips swell to twice their size. Pshh.

5. For some reason, unknown to me, I tend to read both magazines and newpapers from back to front--most of the time.

My new heading

Well look above at my cool new heading. Thanks to Kari, my blog doesn't look like every other person's templated blog. Is templated a word? Well now it is, and don't pretend you don't know what I mean by templated. Thanks Kari. You are nice.

Pfff...me

Interesting things I have discovered about myself from recent pictures:

1) I can lift one eyebrow

2) I can look really ugly in pictures

3) I make a good batman

4) I fit pretty well in this dryer...and I think that possibly two of me could fit...