sit and wonder if you think of me as i think of you

Apparently tomorrow I will have a new camper in my group who is 10 inches tall than me (and also 6 years younger).

And my stomach hates me :( even though I'm being good and taking medicine and eating decently. I don't know what to do. Having a hurt stomach all the time makes it hard to be a perky upbeat counselor.

The kids in my group this week are making plans to film an Indaina (yes they spelled it wrong) Jones film. They said I could be the goddess, which I thought wasn't too bad. Holden is directing, starring, and editing. Trysten is doing stunt work and filming (which Holden will do when Trysten is stunting) I asked who was going to be the producer and they stared at me blankly and asked what a producer was, haha. But overall, I am wholly impressed with the preparation. It's going to be an hour or an hour and a half.

Shopping for clothes and underwear has become one of my least favorite things. Mostly because I'm so indecisive.

I have to say that I appreciate boys. In general they have nice smiles and smell good and are friendly and a good kind of crazy. It's something I respect.

I can't seem to put my thoughts into words.

ice, ice, baby

Just finished watching Jack. I watched it long ago and told myself not to watch it again because I was too heartbroken. I guess I only remembered the sad part. It's got a sweet little message. But I thought Robin Williams was pretty brilliant. He played a ten-year-old so well, mostly with his facial expressions. And it looks so unnatural coming from him, but it's the right kind of unnatural for the part. I loved how he ran everywhere flailing his arms about. And his shoes are always untied, but he never trips, which I found to be an important symbol.

Also, I don't know why, but I feel like everyone is in love with one of their teachers/professors at some point in their life. Not usually actual romantic crushes, but some sort of reckless endearment. I don't get it, but it happens over and over in movies/literature and in the world. Maybe because they give us knowledge, which is probably what our hearts really crave.

Went to a wedding reception today, they're always nice. Always have me planning my own, even though I don't know why weddings are always such a big deal. The point is you get to spend the rest of forever with a person you love and it's really just one day of that whole relationship. But I figure I'll plan it now while it's still fun to think about and when the time comes I won't have to worry about it. And I want my wedding dress to be short and made of cotton.

It got up to 100 degrees here today! Holy guacamole!

dammi una Vespa e ti porto in vacanza

Oggi, quando io e mia sorella, Katie, guardava alla sua scuola (perche ha una clase per l'estate), ha parlato che dovrebbe scrivere in Italiano. Sto dimenticando la lingua, che triste. Andrò al Italia 29 d'Agosto! Ho bisogno pulire la mia camera di letto. Coldplay e molto bello. Mi piace Viva La Vida molto. Ma, io so che tutti piace questa canzone, ma, mi piace molto. Mi mancano miei amici di Utah e di Florida. Oggi è caldo fuori! Non mi piace tempo sopra ottanta gradi.


http://youtube.com/watch?v=GF0F1fEJa_4

[yikes, so out of practice. mama mia!]

I'll pay for you...anytime.

Found out today that my insane campers going into 7th and 5th grade have had a girlfriend for 3 and 1 year(s) respectively!
Maybe I should ask them for advice.

They're both going to be in my group next week because Trysten requested me because I'm "crazy in a good way."

Secretly determined to be everyone's favourite counselor because I'm highly competitive like that.

Survived week one!!

my grandfather and me

I have officially received two friendship bracelets so far this summer.
I won't feel successful unless I have them all the way up my arm by the end of the summer.

there's this kid you gotta meet

he lives across the street
he's got spirit and heart
we're ten years apart
he is up for anything
he can hang with anyone
he still likes the things we used to think were fun
-Ben Kweller

The world is filled with beautiful souls.

But I still wish you were here.

Hoist up the john b

Megan is cool.
I'm finally feeling better.
And my brothers got Mario Kart for the Wii.
Also, the staff of Wal-Mart was overly friendly today.

hold the thread as I walk away

I'm a sick puppy. It's hard to breath and all sorts of fun stuff.
Which is super convenient when you're in charge of a bunch of active fifth graders.
And I can't taste anything.
But on the bright side, there's the sun.

Gilmore Girls note: she sooooo should have ended up with Jess. Dark haired rebels are hot.

"Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love." -Charlie Brown

there's a daisy on my toe

I'm dying and here's why:
I tried to swallow a Claratin...because I didn't listen when I was told to let it fizz in my mouth. So it tried to fizzle half-way down my throat and came back up.
Apparently I have allergies. wtflip?
I have too much mucus in my body.
And my stomach is upset.
Andddd...It all sucks

But I have a kid named Holden in my group, yes, Holden, like Catcher in the Rye.
And he likes Weezer. And we're allergic to the same things.

They want to sing Greased Lightning for campfire so I have to censor it a bit before we all learn it.

but you were always right beside me.

Jackson's farewell/open house was today.
He's the first from Salem to leave for his mission out of our age group.
It's not really sad, but it is kind of strange to see him go. We always had ridiculously long conversations in person or over the phone when we left for college (which behind his back has been affectionately called Jacksversations). He is one of those people who knows (or at least acts like he knows) me better than I know myself. And it's nice to have people like that around sometimes, to explain yourself to you when you get confused. He also just made fun of me a lot, which I think was good for me too.
He had some crazy uncle-like figure come up to us and be like "who is the doll?" and I think we should all talk like we belong in the 20s.
But he'll be an absolutely fabulous missionary and will serve the people of Bolivia brilliantly. So I'm not worried about him. I also feel like we can comfortably continue our relationship through letters.

Made this: http://www.43things.com/person/lawsren

My body is malfunctioning.
Tomorrow is the first day of camp and I'm to be up with the sun. Ugh.

I used to rule the world

I'm addicted to chewing on ice.

Today I got certified in CPR and First Aid and then took a four hour nap.

I want to be Rivers Cuomo.

So yesterday I spent the night on a porch surrounded by trees. We laid out in the shape of a star.
"I wonder what the Cavemen thought about stars, do you think they were scared?"
Scared people on a mini night hike with the mention of skin walkers.
"I don't even know what they are but my imagination is freaking me out."
Turned back 15 feet before our destination but we didn't know it because it was so dark out.
Wrote a song about Rivers Cuomo and Dead Horse Cabin (aka the legend of Maxim Petrovich something, the Russian political exile).
Thursday morning random Kindergarteners went out to camp with us and they were way cute.
"What does that sign say?" "It says respect." "What's respect?" "Uh..."
And one of them just walks past me and says, "I stuck a flower in your backpack."
On the way back from invisible archery we (me and two little ones) pretended to be dinosaurs, puppies, kittens, and robots.

More training.
We had to watch some horrible movies about drowning and about abuse.

I invented a way that really makes Frisbee ultimate: you have to hop to catch it. It is one of the most amusing things to watch people attempt.

And we got free hoodies, I'm down with that. Lots more happened but I'm too tired to recount.

To Do:
buy a watch, swimsuit, hand sanitizer
find sunscreen and a good water bottle

ain't no sunshine when she's gone

Today my sister comes home after a year in Taiwan. Horrah! I don't know when I'll see her thought because I have an overnight at camp.

Do you have to-Do you have to-Do you have to let it linger?

I'm going to be living a life of hecka long days for little pay, but I feel like this is one of those jobs were you can really make a difference in several lives if you try. A lot of kids who will be coming to camp might not have the best home life and while that makes my job harder it also makes it more important. [end sap]

So I'm going to be called "Astro" all summer because Candy came up with it and I couldn't come up with anything better. Like the dog on the Jetson's but also as in astronomical. And the Astrovan I drove in high school and Astro Zombies.

But, the staff is pretty brilliant. There are junior counselors 14-16 (babies) and the senior counselors 18-19. And most the JC's went to camp for a million years and when through their counselor-in-training camp and can sing every song and know every ritual and are quite the lil' campy things. And then there are us crazy old things that stumble over the songs (or sing them the wrong way if they're me, because I went to Girl's Camp too many years). I could tell you my opinion of each of the staff members so far but I'll just say I really appreciate Logos who not only named herself a part of persuasive essay writing, but when I asked her what type of music she liked the first thing she said was "Sufjan Stevens...And though I hate to admit it I like Coldplay" She also has amazingly short hair that I am tempted, but not brave enough, to try. There are a couple punk kids that I think will be fun too. Also working with Candy/Scout is bomb. And Moon Dog, the supervisor or something was way nice and we made some good conversation when he interviewed me.

Accomplishment today: Made a fox out of pipe cleaners that everyone was impressed with. Oh, Imma pwn all dem at Crafts.

Confession: We had to fact introduce ourselves to invisible campers and say our name and what pet we would have if we could have any pet. And I said Unicorn. But I always secretly hate it when people say Unicorns are they're favorite animal...It's just a horse with a carrot stuck to it's head, I don't see what's so magical about that. Plus, Micheal Scott invented them. People just like horses and want them to be magical. I'm glad most kids don't pick up on sarcasm.

Also, I was pleased to discover that there is such thing as beans and rice in the same can. Just heat, stir, and serve. Which will come in handy when I go on my third-world diet Winter semester.

For whatever reason I have Linger by the Cranberries stuck in my head...I had to look up who it was by. Cranberries are notorious for getting-stuck-in-head type songs (Zommmmbie Zommmbie Zommmbie-bee-bee).

today was the first day of camp training
i am not sure this was the best idea.

Driving home I saw a mother/daughter duo running in polos. It was cute. But also kind of impractical.

all things go.

So, I finally found a job! Hoorah!

I'll be working at the YMCA day camp here, Camp Grieder.

It was pretty sweet because I walked in and asked if they were still hiring, because I knew they started training today but I thought maybe I had a chance. And he was all, "I dunno." And there was a lot of back and forth "Um, come in for an interview in an hour and a half" So I did and he told me I'd be great and that "Scout" put in a load of good words for me, which is just one of the reasons I adore her.

The only problem is now I need a goofy camp name. For whatever reason normal names are not used among camp staff at this place. The director is Moose, Candy is Scout, other people are things like Rice Crispy and Snow Cat (which I kind of love) and basically anything. And I have no idea what I would be happy to be called all summer long.

...For The Fatherless In Ypsilanti

A father is something I will never be, no matter how hard I try.

I think they're pretty amazing things though. Maybe I'll be married to one someday. I know people have a variety of relationships with their fathers but the fact of the matter is we really wouldn't be here without them.

I like my dad. He is sarcastic and amusing and also fiercely loyal. He's really smart when it comes to making life decisions or fixing computers or making Yakisoba noodles. He likes whoppers and black licorice and Japanese food. And he didn't disown me when I decided to go to BYU, even though he wanted to. The dog still barks at him when he comes home but the rest of us love him.

if you touch me...you will know what happiness is

So I like the music, danced to it all the time when I was little (and still now), but I really think that Cats is the freakiest musical ever made. People prancing around in fur and spandex pretending to lick themselves...I dunno, just a little unnerving and even scarier than high schoolers singing about being in love.

So I was cruising on home just now and I pull up to a deer just chillin' in the neighbors yard.
Just goes to show that this world is still full of wild nature no matter how much it seems like their are houses everywhere. Deer are so pretty with a hint of crazy wild thing.

On a Regina Spektor kick. Completely threw me for a loop when she started singing at the end of Prince Caspian though. I find that song horribly depressing for some reason though.

If you like pina coladas...

Baby hat making is sweeping the Laws house.
Together we have made about 16 and counting.
Hilary, an innocent guest, finished one before she left.
I've made about 6. Caleb made three yesterday. And Mum and Will have made several as well.

Katie comes home from Taiwan in like 7 days!! Which means I have a lot of cleaning to do because we're going to be roommates.

Today I embraced my inner bartender and made Candy and I a Pineapple Starfruit Blackberry Strawberry Margaritas. Coupled with peanut butter sandwiches and followed by a round of GG made a for a very positive way to spend the afternoon. The dog was being particularly friendly and I fed her probably too much popcorn. Also lounged on the trampoline and talked about our crazy sitcom like lives.

Also it was FINALLY sunny out. I have smoothy smooth legs and drove without shoes on and blasted Simon and Garfunkel with all the windows rolled down. It was liberating.

Really hoping the camp counselor job works outttttt.

Played lava monster today. It was pretty rad.
Turned in my app to be a camp counselor.
Wish Jackson would go on his mission already so he'd be too many countries away to point out my faults all the time, haha.
I want to find a box of free stuff.

needle in the hayyy.

it was like watching royal tennenbaums but the people were real.

and each person had such a tremendous story.
and i listened. and kept making eye contact with this blue-eyed incredibly bearded person that reminded me of Luke Wilson. and then needle in the hay by elliot smith got stuck in my head.
it was very surreal.
and i cried. even though i never cry.
and i ate pasta salad and drank water out of a paper cup.
and a stranger told me everything would be okay.

refiner's fire.

Today I gave blood in a milk truck and ate organic cookies.
I also made 2.5 baby hats to donate to the hospital.

Sometimes if you make a rash decision it's easier to do things you're afraid of.
And today I did something I was afraid of.
And, you know, talking isn't really that scary.
Not something I love to do necessarily though.

a few fun facts:
Q. What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of?
A. Tofu Curry...But my body would probably explode. So in that case grilled cheese sandwiches. And definitely Crispix.
Q. What are your pizza toppings of choice?
A. Artichoke hearts and pineapple.
Q. What do you like to put on your toast?
A. Butter and cinnamon sugar. Also Nutella.
Q. What is your favorite type of gum?
A. Apple Mint gum from Korea. Also icebreakers ice cubes. And basically any gum.
Q. Which of your five senses do you think is keenest?
A. Touch...If you know what I mean ;) Kidding, um all my senses suck, I wear contacts, can't smell most things, and have questionable hearing.
Q. What is the heaviest item you lifted last?
A. Probably my little brother.
Q. Have you ever been knocked unconscious?
A. Yes, briefly.

the moon, the sun, and the skyyy.

If you've never listened to the Silversun Pickups go listen right now.

I do not understand why people want to kill themselves. People who have everything going for them. Who are about to graduate from college and doing well in the air force. Who have tons of friends and tons of talents. He got everything in order before he did it. Paid all his bills and wrote letters to his friends. It doesn't make sense. And then someone who is just a sophmore and has no idea what they would have missed out on. Luckily they saved her and maybe it was just a cry for help. It's so depressing to think that people seem to have no idea how much they'd be missed and how much life is worth living. And meanwhile a lifetime friend of mine has lung cancer and doesn't want to die at all.

I've been depressed lately for whatever reason but then I realized I better snap out of it because there's already enough sad people in world.

Worked in the garden against my will but it was rewarding. Overdrew my account, which I fixed, because I had a check I should have deposited long ago but didn't. So I now have 99 cents to my name, dang. Keep getting facebook invites to things that are happening in Utah.

So I keep having great dreams where I find a job or win a million dollars or spend time with people I miss. And then I wake up all disappointed with life. So this morning when I woke up I randomly opened up my Book of Mormon and came to this:

2 Nephi 12:3 And all the nations that fight against Zion, and that distress her, shall be as a dream of a night vision; yea, it shall be unto them, even as unto a hungry man which dreameth, and behold he eateth but he awaketh and his soul is empty; or like unto a thirsty man which dreameth, and behold he drinketh but he awaketh and behold he is faint, and his soul hath appetite; yea, even so shall the multitude of all the nations be that fight against Mount Zion.

I can relate to that feeling and I don't recommend it.

yesterday i wore matching socks.

forever young

Today is my mum's birthday! She is an incredible lady. I don't know how she does it all. And she washed the dog today without me noticing until the thing ran into the room soaking wet! She never takes a break. So, Wednesday while she's at work I'm going to try and clean the entire house (okay, probably not the entire house because I hate cleaning more than I hate a lot of things and our house is ginormous). But I will make a valient effort, because she deserves it.

She's turning 50 and doesn't look it the slightest, and we kept joking that 50 isn't even that old because one of our presidental candidates is almost 72. So she's got a whole lot of life left for her.

We ate at this restaurant at the Salem airport and it was kind of cool because there were glass walls so you could watch the little planes fly in. Food was good. Mom got free chocolate cake that disappeared in seconds. Then we saw Iron Man and sadly I fell asleep because I got no sleep last night (because I was camping and laying on sticks and talking to Angela who slept even less and got then woken up at 6:45 by a chainsaw). But luckily I woke up before he said, "The truth is... I am Iron Man." Because I love that part. It's almost a Micheal Scott moment, like he just can't hold it in and wants to be acknowledged. Great movie, I totally wouldn't have fallen asleep had I not seen it before and been running on 2.75 hours of sleep.

Went to Caleb's soccer game again and it's one of the most stressful things. The coach was yelling like crazy. The ref was getting defensive. Caleb was in the goal and almost got kicked in the face when he was holding on to the ball. It was better than hockey... Caleb is almost big enough to give me a piggy back ride which is an exciting development.

you're probably in the top three best looking on the street (depending on the street)

Job searching still. I've stopped expecting anything to happen it's like I'm filling out applications and throwing them off a cliff. Which would be a much cooler image.

So yesterday I went back to m'alma mater dear old South Salem High School, which is older than my parents. First of all, they changed the floors so they clash with the walls. Lovely. Second of all, I got attacked by a Sophmore who I obviously made some sort of impression on last year. And another who somehow convinced me to go to Jamba Juice with her. Ha. But it was good...I mean, it's always nice to feel like a celebrity whether it's deserved or not.

Important of all, I talked to Mrs. Boderman. Possibly the most amazing human on this planet. She teaches band to a bunch of highschoolers with varying degrees of caring. She takes the band everywhere from Hawaii to Australia and they're going to China this year. Sidenote on that: She was like, "yeah, we were thinking about taking you to China because Shira had to drop out, but we got Elizabeth to go." Daaaang. Granted it's good Elizabeth got to go, but I would have loved to go and it sounds like Shira had already paid a big deposit and it would have been for free or cheap. Oh well. Back to Boder. She genuinely cares about everyone and was always willing to talk about anything (yesterday we talked for about 2.5 hours). She's got great advice about everything. Oh and she's won the state championship something like 15 times (and currently 6 in a row).

I don't often get nostalgic but I am going through old emails and I want to be in love again...Dunno why thought because I always screw it up. But there's something so magical about the begining. When it's new and exciting and you use the term "we" and you call each other all sorts of affectionate things and every touch is magical. And the deep, genuine, being absolutely crazy about each other. And I can never see that for all it's goodness until it's over, dangit. K, sorry, the girliness will stop now.

Also visited Mr. Woodsy (oh, he wants to be called Rob now). And he met me with a large hug, which is funny because he's such a flamboyant germ-phobe. We discussed everything from movies to Utah landscape to of course Shakespeare. He's a great guy. Another example of people who like me excessively for no reason. He always brings up the ridiculous version of Romeo and Juliet Maire and I did with reverse roles (Romecia and Julio).

I don't know why, but it really helps to just talk about things aloud sometimes. Even things I had only ever told one person and had decided to never talk about again. Because when you have people you can trust you who love you you should really take advantage of that.

So...yeah.

The (Un)Keys to My Heart

Totally copying Jordan on this one... With my not as witty commentary on a ridiculous blogthing.

The Keys to My Heart (according to how I feel about animals)
and my rebuttle

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.
--Alright, so this one is true, totally attracted to the wild stallion type, but the rest aren't...
In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.
--I actually think once you're in a relationship you should be able to know the other person loves you without being told upfront all the time.
You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.
--Um, can't argue with that one.
You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.
--False. I have a huge crush on anyone in the Slytherin house. Dead serious.
Your ideal relationship is traditional. Without saying anything, both of you communicate with your hearts.
--This actually leads to a lot of miscommunication.
Your risk of cheating is 100%. You are not suited for a monogamous relationship.
--I actually said, "What!?" alloud when I read that. I think that is a very judgemental assumption. I mean 100% is kind of harsh and very specific, there is no leeway there. Not even a half percent chance that I might be faithful. Just because I like sheep!?!
You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.
Well, yes.
In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.
Well that is certainly a complicated process. But after mocking it I am starting to buy into that this one is true. Of course it makes no sense. But it might be true.

So I guess it batted about a 40% average, which is better than my chances at being faithful.


And a plug for the greatest ice cream ever (well, one of them):
Pomegrante Chip. It is pomegrante ice cream with dark chocolate chips in it. SO GOOD. Not a lot of people agree with me, but everyone shoul. I think it's by Hagaen DaŸozz™ or however they spell it.

Yesterday I started to watch a show on the Hitler (as Mr. Chamberlein called it) Channel called High Hitler and it was about his drug dependency. Found that amusing.

My Dog is an Astronaut, Though.

Watched Best in Show yesterday and laughed at the ridiculousness of those crazy owners. Then woke up today and realized I could see myself becoming one of those people some day...Not a lesbian or a Canadian ventriloquist but the obsessed with a dog part. I can see it now...Me, graduated and unmarried, living in a one-room apartment with some furry beast and a typewriter (because computers will be obsolete then). And I will line the walls with canvas and paint on them. Having a dog is much more effective than a cat because they can keep you warm and protect you from burglers. But the main reason I can see this is that I've actually considered putting on matching bandannas and taking pictures with my dog. And when I walk into the room and she's there I think, "Man, she's beautiful."

But she is.

Sometimes while IMing I genuinely laugh out loud, but I know if I type lol it won't have the proper meaning because I've been told lol far too many times when I knew for a fact that person was not loling...But maybe I am just more hilarious than I give myself credit for and they were loling.

Also watched Batman Returns. I've been trying to catch up on movies like that. Catwoman is kind of a freaky kitten. But I thought it was great and wonderfully Tim Burton.

I need a joearerb.

for whatever reason i'm addicted to this song
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=13DfvdeH-io

you kiss like a rock

K, internet world, I've got big news. We're talking BIG news.

Will Arnett is going to be --shoot, I left a quesadilla on the stove--

K, So apparently he's going to be on Sesame Street as Max the Magician which would make my life a little better, but I can't find internet proof to back up the magazine my mom showed me while we were at our eye appointment. So basically it's either amazing or a figament of the drug laced eye drops they gave us.

Which, by the way, it's amazing that I'm at a computer because I can't focus so well on anything because I took my contacts out and my pupils are 50% larger than normal. So my eyes/brain will probably explode when I finish this. But things don't really explode that often [said with disappointment]. I feel like one of those crazy cross-eyed Siamese cats.

I am going to give some kudos to tredmill owning:
You can wear whatever you want, because you are running in the comfort of your own home. In gyms there is the pressure of needing to wear matching tracksuits and having your hair pulled back all nice and sporty-looking. But when running in the comfort of my own home I can bust out the 70s-esce shorts I got for $1 at the kitten thrift store. Or the monkey boxers I got for xmas. With a tanktop that doesn't match in the slightest. It is very liberating.
Also, you can watch/listen to whatever you want. I have a current running mix that includes a mash-up of Bloc Party and Madonna (Groovecopter) Paper Planes by MIA Upside Down by A-Teens because these are most excellent for run-dancing. And some others that I like to sing along to (like StD, Johnny Cash, Sufjan, TGUK). I have messed up ears that iPod headphones will not stay in, so it's nice to be able to blast music from a not-so-portable appliance. I also watch any of the following: m*a*s*h, Arrested Developement, Seinfeld. Because there is nothing better than trying to laugh and run at the same time.
Another added benefit is that it's free (for me, of course my dad paid however much for it initially) unlike the gym. But also saves you the awkwardness of running past the neighbors and getting chased by dogs.

Now I just need 5 more tredmills so I can be like OK Go.

You Are The Moon.

I have a lot of dreams where I get what I want. For example, I have dreams that attractive men like Steve Carell want to date me. When sleeping over at Megan's I dreamed I woke up and there were four extra mattresses in her dorm. I dreamed someone brought me toffifay. I dreamed that I found a pot of gold on my doorstep. Which sounds quite splendid but it really makes waking up depressing.

Tonight for family night we went shopping at "Joe's" (no longer G.I.) because they're trying to clear everything out. I didn't find anything but everyone else did. So is life. Also discovered my little brother (9) has the same size shoes as me...So basically I could share any of my clothes with him...Because I've been stealing his t-shirts since he was 6 or 7. Someday he will be taller than me, and I will officially be the smallest again (heck, the dog is almost bigger than me) but for now I can still tackle him.

Watched Mission: Impossible. The first 1/4 or so while playing scrabble which wasn't wise. But T. Cruise makes the greatest faces, heh. He seemed so sincere and young. Not to mention a killer secret agent...And kind of hot.

Want to take up guitar again (tried over xmas break).

Something is wrong with my body because I feel like an emotional slug 21/7 (there are about 3 hrs of normalcy per 24). It's like baby mono all over again. Ick. Mum was all, "take these vitamins, they'll make you pee in neon colors" [Not quite her exact words].

Still missing the old life but I got Burt's Bees with Pomegrante and Crispix for free today and I remembered why I like living at home.

Good night, Moon.

Cascada needs some new dance moves

I just found out The Get Up Kids are on their last tour and I'm legitimately sad. I discovered TGUK in middle school and they've gotten me through all sorts of times. Never saw them in concert...And now I never will. They're super brilliant and more than a touch emo. But they've always been there for me. I may have to shed a single tear, but I will be strong. They're lyrics are too brilliant for words though (pun unintended).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gw7BO__feBM
watch this one if you want to get dizzy:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LnLe1FLWy0I

Watched a lame mockumentary last night Chalk. It was about four teachers and I thought it might be lame but I liked the idea. There were funny parts for sure. But it was fairly boring and used the same camera angles over and over and way too many extreme close-ups.

An older man told me I had panache today, that was nice.

I have the craziest dreams. And they usually only have four different colors in them.

When I wrap my arms around you, every mistake we made crumbles.

Hugs are quite difficult things sometimes. It seems like there are often too many arms for a smooth hug-transaction to occur. Futher complication comes when you don't know where to aim with your arms. Some people like the near-strangling 'round the neck hugs. Others with the more centered around the waist hugs. Sometimes both people aim for the same spot and the arms block each other. You have to manuever so one person arms are above the others.

I am often a victim of the awkward-side-hug-that-causes-loss-of-balance hug. Maybe I just have no sense of balance, but often, especially when wearing heels, I end up in a hug that literally knocks me off my feet. Quite wonderful in the enthusiasm level, but leaves me feeling a little disoriented.

I think its easiest if someone just goes for it and grabs the other person and pins their arms to their side. Problem solved.

One of the most awkward is the hug where the other person smooshes their face against yours. This seems to be common among the older generation.

My personal favorite...Which I can only sometimes get away with is the run-and-jump-into-the-other-person's-arms-hug. This often ends badly if the other person was not prepared or has a weak back. Can easily lead to landing on the floor.

Some people give really great hugs though, and I give major props to those people.