Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Straight Back Chairs



I don't know why but when ever I sit in straight back chairs, I get unbelievably sick. It can be sitting in choir chairs for too long, sitting in the back seat of a car that is too straight up, or even just sitting on benches or bleachers. I hate it.

Friday, February 19, 2010

My Dream Last Night

Last night, I had a dream that I was on The Bachelor. It was finally my chance to have a date with him, but it was one of those 2 on 1 dates. Anyway, it was going to be with this season's Bachelor, Jake who looks like this:


He took us to K-mart to pick out outfits for him to try on. I know, what a fun date. Hahaha. Anyway, he slicked his hair back and parted it down the middle and for some reason, that made him look like a younger version of this:



He looked super creepy and weird. But I still liked him. So I would just keep my eyes shut while I would kiss him and talk to him. Hahaha, so weird. But so funny.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Childhood Memory




Yesterday, I had a very vivid childhood memory come back to my mind. We were all just sitting there as a family when all of the sudden my brother Jake grabs me and holds me down while my other brother Isaac comes and tickles my foot. It was the WORST. I hate having my feet tickled.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Things you may not have known.

I decided to post about a few of the things that you readers may not know about me. So, here it is:

I don't really like Jack Johnson.
I have a ton of different earrings, and all I ever wear are my pearl earrings.
I want to run a marathon in my lifetime.
I get really giddy when I watch Jane Austen-esque movies.
I have always wanted to play the cello.
I LOVE Regina Spektor.
Someday, I would love to own a bakery.
I hate having my fingernails painted.
I don't like the TV show LOST.
I love big band music.
I could eat a truck load of Jelly Bellys.
I am terribly interested in finance. Buying houses, taxes, loans, stocks, etc.
I love art and architecture. A LOT.
I switched to team Jacob after seeing New Moon.
To this day, I still love listening to Celine Dion every now and then.
I check slickdeals.net multiple times every day.
I want to get into photography.
I would love to sing in a jazz band.
I love gutting old houses.
I am dying to go to Europe to see all of the art museums.
I love big cities.
I color code my clothes in my closet.
I love bike rides.
I am learning how to play the organ.
I love planning vacations.
I am not very good at making scrambled eggs.
I think sky diving would be a BLAST.
I hate sleeping on my back or on my stomach. I am a definite side-sleeper.
I hate it when people whisper in my ear. It tickles SO bad.
I feel like I'm going to pass out whenever a blood drive is mentioned.
I have never been to Disneyland.
I hate scrapbooking. Instead, I use this: blurb.com
I would love to be in a musical.
I love the TV show Glee.
I am all about preserving memories. I keep 4 different journals for specific things.
I push snooze for a half an hour every morning before I wake up.
I love baking gourmet-type things.
I hate it when I'm at work and people think I'm a janitor.
I can never remember what an adjective is.
Besides never remembering the above, I have a very vivid memory.
I love learning about Nutrition.
I love drawing.
I love technology.
I used to write a poem every day via dailypoetryclub.com
I use vaseline to take off my mascara every night.
I have had a "music project" since November, where I listen to every single song in my iTunes library, and delete the songs that I hate. I started in the Z's and I'm still only in the I's.
I think that redbox and Scotch tape were some of the greatest inventions.
I still get really freaked out when I watch scary movies.
I ALWAYS spell s-e-p-a-r-a-t-e wrong (seperate).
I LOVE playing games. Scattergories, Phase 10, Apples to Apples, you name it.
I have my library card number memorized.
My feet are always FREEZING.

This is getting kind of long. Maybe sometime in the future I will continue. Maybe I will elaborate each thing in future posts. Who knows? Welp, thanks for reading.