Tuesday, April 26, 2011


this is brady and i.
rachel, hansel, and him were supposed to be working on a chemistry project, but he got bored.
so we made some entertainment for ourselves, and he told me i should share it with you lucky readers.
now follow these instructions EXACTLY:
1. skip to 2:37 on lady gaga's video and mute it.
2. as soon as lady gaga's video reaches 2:48, play mine and brady's video.
3. check and make sure mine and brady's video is not on mute.

don't judge. we were bored.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Lemme Tell You Somethin',

if you know me well, you know i get really excited about when one of my siblings or relatives accomplishes something hard. i'm not going to sugar coat it: i like to brag about my family. don't get the wrong idea; i know they aren't perfect..but they are perfect for me. this weekend, my mom and my younger sister totally kicked butt.
my mom ran in the boston marathon. if you don't know what that is, you've fallen off the face of the earth. that's like the national varsity race, basically. i really wish i could've been there with her, but she took her mom instead. one of the passions my mom and i share is running. yeah, i'm not that great at it, and she'll say the same thing about herself {but if you're running in the boston marathon, you're pretty much an a** kicker at running}, but my mom seriously is my biggest inspiration for my sport. she's so determined and has so much integrity, it's unbelievable. the first thing she said to me when she was done was, "i want to come back in a few years and watch you run." that made me so happy, no body can even comprehend it.
as for my younger sister rachel, she is my hero. she is so diligent with her sport. like my mom, she dedicates so much time to improving and i just wish i was as driven as them. rachel competed in the regional gymnastics meet this weekend. she did so good. she placed 8th overall, so she's going to the next meet, westerns, where she'll compete with girls from all across the western half of the united states. seriously, she is so good. i remember when she was just a little level 4, now she's borderline level 10. baffling. i wish i could do half the things she does.
well, there you have it folks. my family is way cooler than yours, just for those reasons.

Monday, April 11, 2011


i've been known to kind of like weird, different things. like my high tops. people think that it's weird that i like them so much. i'd literally wear them with a dress and feel like the cutest thing ever, because i like them so much.
people also think it's weird that i decided to cut my hair off. you think they'd be over it by now, but they aren't. somehow, some people look at me strange and ask why i did it. i some times i catch myself coming off a little bit rude and saying, "why do you care?" or, "because i wanted too." and if i ever come off like that to you about something, just know i don't mean it.
i also like some freakin' weird music. all of my friends dread driving with me when i put on my african tribal music or carla bruni. just because i can't understand it, doesn't mean it's not extravagant.
but i've come into a new, and recent weird craving {if you will} and it's over a mexican backpack, or napsack. alright, as soon as you hear the term napsack, how do you not just fall into a deep loving relationship with it? i don't know how you couldn't. anyways, this napsack craze i'm going through is going to have a stop put to it. i'm purchasing one as soon as i pay off my parents for my plane ticket up to utah. and let me just tell you, it'll always be with me, along with my high tops.
over and out.

Saturday, April 9, 2011


i'm sort of in love with both of these things.
don't worry, i don't think i could handle a pixie with pink hair,
however..i've been known to be unpredictable.
ah, just kidding. but seriously.

Thursday, April 7, 2011


if you know me really well, you know that i refer to brittlyn as babe 75% of the time i talk about her. some times, when i'm telling people about her and say, "babe" they ask who i'm talking about..then i have to tell them the whole story of how i nicknamed her babe and it just takes way too long.

anyways, {sorry for that little rant}, but i received some fantastic news today. brittlyn is coming here for her spring break! seriously, i'm so excited. hopefully she won't be too busy to actually see me, but if not, i'm going up to utah to see her the following weekend. basically, i'm freaking out! it's been way too long since i've seen her and i miss her more than anyone, currently.
i can't wait to tackle that cute little lady to the floor, like i always do every time i see her. i can't wait to go get some gnarly meal with her, and make a total mess of ourselves. i can't wait to take more pictures with her. i can't wait to steal all her clothes and vice versa. i can't wait to be able to wrestle her without feeling bad about it. i can't wait to laugh at all of our ridiculously stupid inside jokes. i can't wait to dance with her. i can't wait to make the weirdest noises with her, just for fun. i can't wait to people-watch with her. i can't wait to do the most innocently fun things with her. basically, I'M SO FREAKING EXCITED i can't even stand it anymore!

Monday, April 4, 2011

"Why do we close our eyes when we pray?
When we cry? When we dream?
Or when we kiss?
Because we know that the
most beautiful things in life
are not seen, but felt by heart."

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Dear Boys,

whether you know anything about fashion or not, i don't really care. it doesn't bother me if you criticize me about what i wear or if you like it or not. really, i could care less. but you should just back off when you say things about my hair. like, "she looks like a lesbian." are you kidding me?! you guys are so insecure that you have to throw low-blows like that at me? you're so stupid, it's ridiculous.
you can call my short hair ugly, or un-girly, but if one more boy says something about me looking like a lesbian, they're going to be sorry.
i think i've made it pretty obvious through out my life that i am 100% straight and i have been and will continue to be. i know what my sexuality is and i've never once been even slightly confused about it, especially when i made the decision to cut my hair off. i'm in love with boys, not girls. just because you boys don't know one thing about fashion sense, doesn't mean you have to be complete d-bags to me. leave your rude comments to yourself. better yet, just leave me alone.