actually i do have something. last night i went on this date to the planetarium and while i was there i realized that it had been exactly a year since the last time that i had been there. i then looked down at my ticket and realized that i was going to see the same show: stellar evolution. as i sat down in my seat with my date right next to me, i also realized that it was the same presenter. needless to say that after the date was over, i had to sit back and laugh about it all. my roomates thoroughly enjoyed their first time through the planetarium.
yeah, i just don't know what to do this year for valentines day because pizza with ashley, andrea, and red head ben seems to be out of the question. there is actually this guy named peter who has the eagles last concert on dvd so we might watch that. that would be cool.
as jackson and i were walking home from the creamery today and after we were done talking about the usual topics of men and friendship and such, i then had a thought. i was thinking about how i am able to quote books, movies, tv shows, and youtube clips, but why can't i quote the scriptures like that, or the general conference talks. it was just a thought, but i'm thinking about doing something about it.
well, i think that's all for the day, things seemed really hilarious today because i was so tired, the headache has finally gone away, which i am happy about. but it was really funny during the leadership training meeting, because all of my roomates, and the guy that was sitting next to me all fell asleep, and i just sat there and laughed quietly to myself.
tonight i'm going to watch the bourne identity with a few of the roomies(except for jackson, because she has a date with her man) and peter. we will probably come back and play some guitar or watch a movie or something.
peace out kids, i hope the day is well for everyone, and too bad there is no grandmas house tomorrow, i miss you all. CARI--IT WAS EXCELLENT SEEING YOU THIS WEEK, WE SHOULD SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN AT GRANDMAS HOUSE TWO SUNDAYS FROM NOW!! KEEP IT OPEN. i look forward to seeing you all at grandmas house at the next time she has dinner.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Thursday, January 31, 2008
perhaps my ultimate demise, or just reliving the past. . .
so, reliving the past, i would rather prefer not to, but i guess that's what i do the best. so here comes the secret. so at the end of last semester, i ended up kissing this guy, and then i left to go to vegas, and then home. i wasn't expecting to see him again because he's going on his mission, but he surprised me by showing up on the first day of classes. yeah!!! so we were dating and everything, but this last sunday i called it off, because it wasn't right.
so, what i have found out since then reminds me remarkably of my last boyfriend. let me sum up to the best of my ability. adam swope and i grew up together, were best friends, and then we started dating. i decided that i didn't want to date him anymore because i felt as if he would perhaps like to force his way. i decided that i would like to be his friend and everything, but when i called it off, it turned immediately from love/like to emnity and hatred. i watched him date this other girl just to spite me. i could never find any time to hang out with him anymore unless she was there. he was trying to tell me what i was missing out on. i don't regret the decission that i made, but i'm tired of paying for the fact that i said no. sorry, that was actually remarkably long, but remember, the new boyfriend story is a lot like this.
so last night one of my best friends came over to my house and said, you know what your boyfriend is a jerk. i stated that he wasn't my boyfriend anymore, but why would she think that. she then replied i want to break his legs. and i said, oh he's a player, because when she wants to break peoples legs, it means that they are players. I GOT PLAYED!!!!!!!!!!! that's what my roomates are trying to tell me, but the honest to goodness truth is that i just don't care anymore.
my roomates want me to exact my punishment on him. they want me to completely own him but here are some reasons why i just don't think it's a good idea.
number a. will it actually make me feel better? i don't think that it will because from many of my previous fights i always feel like i should apologize afterwards. if i hit him, i would feel like a jerk, and why feel like a jerk when i don't need to?
number b. if i hit him, i would probably break my hand, because my hands are stupid, not really made for punching. i'm going to be on drumline next year, and i would rather be able to practice so i can move up in the drumline.
number c. it would pretty much deprive me of my music making abilities. i wouldn't be able to play guitar. and it would also hurt to play the piano.
number d. if i did punch him, i wouldn't be able to write on this blog for caleb. THAT'S RIGHT CALEB, YOU GET THE SHOUT OUT!!! WOOOHOOOOO!!!!!!
and finally thing number e. he's just not worth the trouble. i don't care anymore. don't worry though, just because i'm not the one beating him up, other fhe brothers and apartment sisters are taking care of business for me. maybe i am just a little bit satisfied, but i just wish that this mess would end, because i'm sick of the roomies talking to me about this.
but anyways, peace out, and i will write back sooner for your reading appreciation. adios me amigos!!!!
so, what i have found out since then reminds me remarkably of my last boyfriend. let me sum up to the best of my ability. adam swope and i grew up together, were best friends, and then we started dating. i decided that i didn't want to date him anymore because i felt as if he would perhaps like to force his way. i decided that i would like to be his friend and everything, but when i called it off, it turned immediately from love/like to emnity and hatred. i watched him date this other girl just to spite me. i could never find any time to hang out with him anymore unless she was there. he was trying to tell me what i was missing out on. i don't regret the decission that i made, but i'm tired of paying for the fact that i said no. sorry, that was actually remarkably long, but remember, the new boyfriend story is a lot like this.
so last night one of my best friends came over to my house and said, you know what your boyfriend is a jerk. i stated that he wasn't my boyfriend anymore, but why would she think that. she then replied i want to break his legs. and i said, oh he's a player, because when she wants to break peoples legs, it means that they are players. I GOT PLAYED!!!!!!!!!!! that's what my roomates are trying to tell me, but the honest to goodness truth is that i just don't care anymore.
my roomates want me to exact my punishment on him. they want me to completely own him but here are some reasons why i just don't think it's a good idea.
number a. will it actually make me feel better? i don't think that it will because from many of my previous fights i always feel like i should apologize afterwards. if i hit him, i would feel like a jerk, and why feel like a jerk when i don't need to?
number b. if i hit him, i would probably break my hand, because my hands are stupid, not really made for punching. i'm going to be on drumline next year, and i would rather be able to practice so i can move up in the drumline.
number c. it would pretty much deprive me of my music making abilities. i wouldn't be able to play guitar. and it would also hurt to play the piano.
number d. if i did punch him, i wouldn't be able to write on this blog for caleb. THAT'S RIGHT CALEB, YOU GET THE SHOUT OUT!!! WOOOHOOOOO!!!!!!
and finally thing number e. he's just not worth the trouble. i don't care anymore. don't worry though, just because i'm not the one beating him up, other fhe brothers and apartment sisters are taking care of business for me. maybe i am just a little bit satisfied, but i just wish that this mess would end, because i'm sick of the roomies talking to me about this.
but anyways, peace out, and i will write back sooner for your reading appreciation. adios me amigos!!!!
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