Haters Wanna Be Me

This. Guy. Is. Hilarious. 

I may have just spent the last twenty minutes watching his videos. I also recommend Girl Work It, and Haters Wanna Be Me. Its genius. 

Voting!

We exercised our rights as citizens! Yeah us! It is our first election as 18 year

 olds and we can finally vote! 

I have never seen The Nightmare Before Christmas

Despite the fact that the title to this has absolutely nothing to do with this post, besides that Halloween is tomorrow, it has been a semi-good day. You know those days that are just kinda crappy for no apparent reason, well today was one of them. But, enough with that.

I actually finished my homework early today! I considered going to be but I have to stay up so I can register for classes at midnight. All the classes I were hoping for are full. Bummer. Waiting list here I come!

I carved a pumpkin! Well, actually two. One with my real family and the other with my pretend college one.

Oh just me and my cutest little brother, we carved this together. 

Finished product. We named him Norman. 

Yes, me and my roommate carved a demon baby. Surprised? 

The little stencil book for pumpkins actually had a demon baby in it! We named it Griffin. Cute. Halloween isn't as fun when you can't go trick-or-treating. Less candy and not much to do when your 18. I am going trick or treating with the BYU athletes! Anyways, thats all. Enjoy this picture of my 

pretend family. 

College doesn't always make you smarter.

I didn't get to sleep until five o' clock this morning. Never again. 

Don't go to walmart after ten by yourself. Unless you have men with you, you just might get taken. Thank goodness for good, protective men. 

I love Taylor Swifts new album RED. It is so good and also has nothing to do with anything except for the fact that it distracts me from everything that I should be doing. 

When you can't have a goldfish in your apartment, improvise :) 

Yes these fish are the sweedish kind. They don't float hence the need for tying them to string. Just in case you were wondering, yes, they "died" last night. 

Once Upon A Time is SO good I watched the first season in one week. 

Pinterest is addictive and my new best friend. 

College makes me more baby hungry. 

Roommates are awesome :) 

Have a wonderful day! 

Oh this crazy thing we call college!

No matter how hard you try, you can never get to sleep before midnight. 

Random dance parities are normal and welcomed.

You get distracted SO easily. 

Random boys show up at your door and want to make you rootbeer floats. 

Dishes pile up in the sink, and no one tells you to wash them. 

Naps :) 

Hair, hair and more hair. 

Roommates are absolutely the best! And I have the greatest of all. 

There are the most attractive men on campus. 

You meet people everywhere you go. 

You see the strangest things on campus, yet somehow it seems normal. 

You bake every night just because you can. 

You laugh and giggle constantly. 

You study... sometimes. 

You have to make the biggest decisions of your life! 

For me- my family is still close by. 

You can paint you fingernails silver and no one cares. 

It makes you more baby hungry. 

You can't find enough space to put all your food. 

There is always someone to hang out with. 

WE LOVE COLLEGE!!!!

Happy Thursday! 

The Candy Land Series: Really Raisins?

It was Christmas time and busier then Black Friday. I was rearranging all of the little truffle Christmas trees about the store. With my back turned I heard a group of teen boys come. A deep voice coughed behind me. I jumped and turned around to see one of them right behind me.
Me: "Oh, hi, you scared me!"
Him: "Oh sorry... um I have a question."
Me: "Okay what can I help you with?"
Him: "Do you have a raisin?"
Me thinking: Does he know he is in a candy store? "Sorry, we don't."
Him: "Oh darn, what about a date?"
Me: "Oh... I see. (I smile) We don't have any of those either. Sorry!" I turned and walked away laughing to myself. Boys are rather dumb when they get together. They proceeded out of the store laughing at the guy who was rejected. They then stood outside the store and watched us through the glass for a little bit. (The store is like a fish bowl with all glass walls.) Ha ha when will they learn that pick up lines don't work?

The Candy Land Series: The Musical Man

Singing to girls isn't normal. Especially when you don't know them. At all.

I once had a guy come into the store and ask me for help. Normal. Until, once I offered advice, he motioned to me to walk around the counter using his index and middle finger like a little man. Not normal. I took the long walk around the counter and he proceeded to look me up and down. Not to mention that he is about 28 and I was 17. Gross. After helping him locate some chocolate directly behind him (sorry sir, but are you blind?) I returned to my spot behind the counter. I started putting his order together when he starts asking the question. How old are you? But, he was being sneaky (or not so much) and instead asked where I went to school. Without hesitation I replied- insert high school name here. Usually that does it to the older ones, but not him. He proceeded to ask me where I lived and what I like to do. Its kind of the same scenario of the nosy hair dresser, I really wasn't interested in telling him my life story. I asked for his method of payment, and just when I thought things were getting normal again. They didn't. He started singing to me as I was bagging his order. He started singing Just The Way You Are. I avoided eye contact and handed him his bag. He sang all the way out the door and I still didn't look at him.

 Should I have told him that wasn't normal to improve his chances with the next 17 year old he tried to hit on? Naw.

The Candy Land Series: Introduction

I used to work in a candy store. It was delicious and I loved it. The craziest things happen when working in the mall, you see so many strange people. Oh the stories I could tell, OH WAIT, that's exactly what I am going to do.  I should have written all of the crazy things I have seen down earlier (I actually should have just filmed my life, it would have been stellar movie material.) but, it didn't. That is why I am doing it now.

 (Insert movie announcer voice here)

Welcome to the Candy Land Series- to the world of the unknown. Where boys creep, old ladies are super mean, and much, much more. Buckle up, its going to be a crazy ride. 

To Caitlin:

What's so special about today? Its my best friends birthday!!!! 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAITLIN!!!! 

I have know this fantastic woman since sophomore year and it seems like much longer. We met through a mutual friend setting up for Homecoming and then we watched Two Weeks Notice. Since then, bffs. We have a secret boy language that no one understands. We are both a little creepy. We tell each other stories and laugh. She listens to the oldies, and I don't. We live parallel lives with different timings, what happens to one happens to the other. No, despite what people think, we are not together, that's just incredibly weird. ha ha. Here is to Caitlin! 

Happy Birthday!!! I hope your day is wonderful. Your 19!!!! Ah its crazy. Thanks for being an amazing friend and for all the good times. You are spectacular. 

a sweet reunion.

I found my water bottle!!! 

It was lost. I left it somewhere on campus and it was gone for a week. 

I checked the lost an found several times and I finally found it today! 

This little cutie has been with me everywhere for almost one year. Its has been to Lake Powell (that it why it is slightly melted on one side) on choir tour, to school, work and everywhere imaginable. 

It even has a name. Link. Thanks to Roy Woodall. I am glad its back. 

Excited and Soaked in Tears.

I am completely overwhelmed with joy. Today the rules for missionary ages were changed. Girls can now go on a mission at 19, instead of 21. Ever since I was 14 I have known I would go on a mission. I have been wondering how a mission would work into my life at this point. Now its clear. I am so excited. When they announced it I cried, tears of joy. I watched the press conference following the announcement. Elder Holland felt the sorrow for those who desire but can't serve. My tears turned to sadness as I realized I may not be permitted to go due to health reasons. Elder Holland cried with me as he felt my grief. My roommates witnessed my first complete break down. We prayed together. This gospel is the reason I am so happy. I can't wait to share what makes me SO happy and gives me hope. The thought of not being able to breaks my heart. But, I know its for me, so there must be a way.

 With God all things are possible.   

Enjoy Conference. 

No Picture Day

Today was a fantastic day. 

I ate some of my favorite ice cream- Coconut Joy- from the Creamery. 

I drank 13 bottles of water. That's 320 oz. 

I procrastinated all homework that I should have completed. 

I watched Everything You Want with my roommates. Look it up. It is hilarious. 

I made dinner for myself for the first time today!!! My mom has been sending me left overs every night since I have moved out. Yes, I have been living on my own for one month. 

I took two naps. 

I ate some of my favorite Bean and Bacon soup. Yum. 

It rained so I wore my favorite rain jacket. 

Its beginning to look and smell like fall!!! 

I saw my sister on campus and we were wearing the EXACT same thing, walking to the same building, and going to the same floor. Twins? 

I skyped with my dear friend Sarah. 

A British man is in my Chem class. 

OH what a wonderful day. 

Homeless but Happy

I visited home today. My mom made me soup and homemade rolls and a fresh batch of her famous chocolate chip cookies. I love her. It was weird to go home and not feel home. But, my apartment doesn't feel like home either. I guess I currently consider myself homeless? (I sure look homeless)  

This is me with her amazing cookies, you can tell by my face that I LOVE THEM!!! 

And... this is me avoiding homework. I took my first college test today!!! And it wasn't as bad as I thought. Although, it was on the Book of Mormon and I have been reading it my whole life, it still counts. Now if I can only pass my chemistry exam tomorrow!!! Wish me luck! 

Welcome Jessica.

Hi, my name is Jessica and I am addicted to Skittles. 

My roommate is feeding my addictions. Thanks EVA!!!!!

Cake Candies, Cream Cheese, and Chickens...

Eva (my roommate) and I decided we wanted to get a little crazy and attempt to make cake candies. Yum! We got all the ingredients and after a trip to the Creamery went to work. I was put in charge of cracking the eggs... and I killed a baby chicken! One of the eggs was bad and the yoke was solid.

I was truly upset for the fate I caused this chicken. Especially because it was a baby! I love babies. 

But, we got over it fast and continued with our masterpiece. 

Oh the anticipations of the timer. We tired several times and finally got it....

And... 

Then we found some mustache magnets... 

In the end, our baking was a success... we do need to work on our presentation hence the lack of pictures of the final product. But they tasted really good!!! 

I love college. 

Heaven on earth!

Our singles ward had the Brigham City Temple open house. It was simply amazing. The spirit was so strong, and the temple was so beautiful. I love temples and the sweet spirit they hold. They are really the closest thing to Heaven on earth. I cannot wait to get married in the temple one day! 

My rommates, FHE brothers and me! 

Roomates on the way! I adore them. 

It was a great day! I loved every minute of it. Can't wait for the dedication. 

A new way to waste my time.

I finally joined the world of Pinterest. I have a feeling this will be where all my free time will now be spent. And this will be the cause of me gaining the freshmen fifteen. There are so many taunting desserts!

I ran into my sister on campus today. I love her! It made my day. People even mixed us up when we were walking right next to each other. I didn't help that we were wearing each others clothes... and the same pants! While studying in the library a guy mistook me for Chels, I awkwardly looked up and laughed... then we kept making 'I swear I know you but I am not sure' eye contact. He is still confused. Could I have been more awkward?

Apparently I talk in my sleep. I find myself occasionally waking up to me talking to myself, but according to my roommate I sleep talk way more than I thought.

I can't flirt. On purpose anyway. Only with out knowing it to people I am not particularly interested in. Its becoming a problem.

I have lost my water bottle, I am going through withdraws. I take it EVERYWHERE I go. Its kinda like my child.

Yep, I am that pathetic.

I am getting married... he just doesn't know it yet :) 

They be creepin.

Its always said to expect the unexpected. None of the following could have been expected.

First: I went home to do laundry, and as usual I found myself at the mall with my sister, we get distracted easily. On the way there I turned to her and said...

"Chels, I feel like something is going to happen today. Not anything bad, just something unexpected." 

So we continued, twenty minutes later I ran in to an old crush, (he may have been a T-Mobile boy...) So after freaking out, I very calmly said "Hi!" and waved in which he smiled and waved back. Cute. 

Second: I hate grocery shopping by myself. I spend money on things I probably shouldn't and always get distracted. When staring at a giant wall of crackers I felt someone watching me. Behind me is a semi-sketchy looking gentleman with a half missing front tooth. He said... Ma'am, is you single?... I said. Yeah I am (slipping my just in case ring on my finger behind my back, thank you Caitlin) He says...(in a black man accent) oh daaaang, you is beauuuutifowl. I say... thanks. Grab some crackers and walk away shaking. I felt like he was going to jump me then and there. Creepy. 

(twenty minutes later) 

Third: Between my apartment and another one we have a little semi-alley leading to the dumpsters. I had this great idea to take the trash out. With pepper spray on my key chain I grabbed the trash and headed out. Walking behind me a few steps is a man/boy/someone I don't know. He says... I like your shirt... I say.. thanks.... he says... its my favorite color... and I say... its pretty fun... and he says... and you are sure looking good in it... I say... uh thanks.... then walk faster. I then pass by my FHE brother's apartment window and they all say hi. I stop to talk for a minute, then one of them says... hey that kid made me a burrito once. What? I turn around and the 'I like your shirt guy' is standing behind me... I just walked away... slowly. 

(later)

Fourth: A man that works at this burger place that I may have had my eye on for YEARS now may be back. After going on a mission he is back to work and cuter than ever. Don't worry I have never actually spoken to him, and I may have named my guitar after him. (Back story to come soon.) 

(even later)

Fifth: I once had a crush (and by once I mean I totally still do) on a different T-Mobile boy. I may be writing his brother on a mission (who I have never met) and there may be an awkward love pentagon... but lets just say... I finally got the courage to add him on facebook... and he accepted!!!! 

(today) 

Sixth: I went out to my car this morning to find this stuck to my wind shield. 

Alright... Caitlin? Was this you? We all know this isn't real. But hey, it just added to everything. 

Seventh: While writing this blog post, there was some very loud and urgent knocking at our back alley way door. Jessica and I (my dorm-mate is also named Jessica) opened the door to find a man in a mask with a knife. His mask was tin foil and the knife was a butter one. He had his head cocked creepily to the side and was taping on the window with his knife. I freaked. Yes, I was being recorded. He kept knocking and we kept opening the door. Jessica kept as calm as can be, then freaked out when there was a bug above the door. What? Not at the creepy masked man at the door? 

Anyways, this was a really long post, but I hope you enjoyed it!  

We don't understand Chemistry...

...and this is why. 

Meet Caitlin, she is one of my best friends! We are like this (I am crossing my fingers.) We happen to have chemistry together, so on Thursday afternoons we can most likely be found in the Lib. (Library) We study and mostly entertain ourselves with people watching. 

We like to study in the library, but we are easily distracted by the

 cute men and the awkward couples. Exhibit 1. 

We are also really creepy.

Just Because...

The purpose for this blog has always been to record my life. I have been debating a blog title for a while now, and as much as I love my name... I just got a little bored. In essence this blog is my online journal, and in a round about way the purpose, like any other journal, is for my kids. (Which I am so excited to have!!!) So, if you haven't made the connection, I am going to name my future daughter Peyton. Hence, 'Dear Peyton.' This may be only temporary but could last a while. Lets see how I feel about it!

Many Miracles

Miracle One: I made it through teaching Gospel Doctrine. I got the class to participate a lot, which makes my job teaching a whole lot easier. I believe we learn more from our classmates than we do the teacher, so the participation greatly improved my lesson. And, I got lots of compliments, so it must have not been that bad!

Miracle Two: I bowled a 145 last night. My highest score until yesterday was 35. I have been known for my record of bowling 12 gutter balls in a row. For some reason last night I was on fire! I almost got kicked out for not wearing shoes. I forgot socks and who want to wear used bowling shoes without them? Maybe that's the secret to last nights success? ha ha I don't know. 

Miracle Three: There are soooooooo many attractive guys around campus! I die just walking to class. The sad thing is that as big as campus is you will probably never see them again. I also think I met my future husband. He was so spicy, I passed him in the book store and I don't think he noticed me. But, we will meet again because I am convinced it is meant to be. 

Nothings says welcome to the singles ward like...

Coming into a singles I realized I would be given my first real calling. I have a list of callings I would be okay not having ( and by that I mean I really REALLY am trying to avoid.) They are:

1- FHE Mom. 

2- Gospel Doctrine Teacher

3- Relief Society President. 

Monday- We split up into groups, I was chosen to be FHE Mom temporarily. Dang. Can't decide if my husband is cute or not. 

Last Night- Bishopric emailed me. Would you be comfortable giving the Gospel Doctrine lesson on Sunday? (Really?)... NO!!!! Ah I wanted to tell them that. But instead I said... I am not sure how comfortable I am with that. But... If you really need me I would give it a try. So he said.... Thanks, you lesson is attached. 

ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? Whats next? Relief Society President. Oh I hope not!

This is me freaking out!!!!!!

Meet my BFFAEAE

This is my absolute favorite person in the world. We are practically the same person. We don't look alike do we? ha ha I adore her. We are dumb together. She invites me over for dinner. We talk about boys, and EVERYTHING else. We have parties and stay up way too late talking. Sometimes we make up our own words. We are dorks. We get mistaken for twins, more often than not. Some people don't even realize there are two of us. (You know you look alike when your parents start mixing you up.) We run from men, and analyze relationships too much. With out fail we always have the same hair cut. We share clothes. How much closer can you get? ha ha I love my sister! 

Blue malt eggs at Easter = lip stick. Been doing it since we were  little . 

A Valentines Day tradition!!! ha ha We are so young!

At an Owls game, with GIANT otter pops.






Sisters and the best of friends :) 

For Audrey.

I am posting this for Audrey because I promised. When I mentioned I was starting a blog she demanded some of it be dedicated to fashion. I don't consider myself a super fashionable person, but she loved my outfit. SO much she took a picture of me on her phone. ha ha So, here are some pictures of me in the said outfit, and a few others just for her.

Visit her blog HERE. I adore her.

I added a few more at the end, these are from my senior pictures taken by Beth Berry. Like her Facebook page HERE. She is absolutely amazing. Love her. 

Freshman 15

Is impossible to gain when you walk EVERYWHERE. With no car this is my only form of transportation, and exercise. Its nice and terrible all at the same time. 

I feel like a tiny fish in the ocean of students. Campus is HUGE. 

I have never seen more attractive men in one place in my life. I am definitely not complaining. 

Its so hard to meet people when your classes average 250 students and your going into nursing so 220 of those are girls. Sigh. 

I have finally declared a major. Nursing! I am pretty excited I think I have finally figured out what I want to do. It is subject to change. 

Dorm life is fun. I find myself always going to bed later than I planned due to all of the distractions. I like roommates. Moving out oddly felt natural. 

My craving for babies is growing. I can't wait to be pregnant.

I no longer have a curfew... I go to bed at ten. 

Bean and Bacon soup is becoming a staple in my diet. Try it. Its a lot better than it sounds. 

I love talking afternoon naps. They are becoming an unnecessary habit. 

I don't have an ice maker, therefore my craving for ice has increased beyond control. 

I need skittles. Lots of skittles. 

I am on a new health kick. (kinda contradictory to the previous statement) 

College is great. 

Because things get hard.

God's plan is not always ours. We don't have a choice of what happens or when. We only have the choice what we will do with what we are given. Hard things sometimes get harder because we have more to learn. And a better person that God knows we can become. 

The good news is He won't give us anything that we cannot endure, or that won't make us stronger. And He is with us every step of the way, and will never leave us alone. 

My life may have just gotten a little bit more difficult and pushed me over the edge. But I know that I am not alone and there is a reason for it. 

Come what may and love it. 

HI!!!!!!!

Hi from college and my dorm room!!!!! It looks like a shoe box, but its semi cozy. Pictures to come!
So far I have cried once- I have never been one to be home sick. Guess college has already taught me something about myself.
Roommates are going to take some getting used to.
Most people forgot my birthday. Which was yesterday. Honestly, I forgot it was my birthday, the day was pretty crazy.
I remember why I like older men, boys my age are mostly immature.
I love decorating and crafts. (Which will be posted soon!)
Naps are heavenly.
He is We solves most my problems and has a song to identify to every aspect of my life.
I now have a pink rape whistle and mace on my key chain. Hopefully they never have to be used... sometimes BYU boys get a little crazy.
I miss my family!!!! Staying up late talking to my sister was so much easier when she was in the next room. Good thing I am most likely to see her at least once a day. I miss my little brother and his sweet hugs.

I am kinda nervous.

I am blogging to avoid the fact that I need to pack, in hopes that it might go away. Which in all reality I know it won't. I am experiencing some anxiety with the idea of college. It costs way more than my skinny wallet can afford. I have also never, ever, moved. This makes me nervous. I have always wanted to, in the anticipation that it would be fun. It dashed all hopes of being enjoyable. Don't get me wrong, I am very excited, I can't wait to meet my roommates and experience college life.

I blog too much about moving and college.

Nine days and you won't have to listen to it anymore. Hopefully.

But, no promises :)

Battles.

The more I meet and get to know people, the more I realize something about every one. Everyone has a battle they are fighting. We may not see it, or know what it is, but everyone you meet is struggling in some way. I used to feel alone in the fact that I couldn't see others battles and I felt unusual that I was given a large one. But the more I learn about the people around me the more I realize everyone has something that they are struggling with. Whether it is body image or an unknown disease, our battles come in all shapes and sizes.

I also became aware of I can help other people. We never know what a person is going through or how our words affect those around us. We don't know why they do the things they do. We have the power to help someone fight their battle. We can lift those up around us and help to lighten their load. We help them through the journey and find the light at the end of the tunnel.

The good news, is that we won't be given a battle that we cannot win. Our Father in Heaven has a plan for us and every battle is a part of it. The person we become in the end, is worth the struggle through.

Curses.

I turn 18 in 15 days. It can't come soon enough.

I have this curse. It includes old men liking me. And, me liking old men.

Now let me explain myself. There is two parts to this. When I say old, I should say older. I am talking like post mission, going some where with their life and actually on the same maturity level as me- old. Not like- gray hair, smell like mothballs, uses a walker-old. I have always been attracted to men several years older than me. Now this seems semi normal, until I explain the other part.

Old men like me. Now this old doesn't have an age limit. I have always been mistaken for many years older than my age. On average I get told I look like I am twenty five. Now this doesn't help my curse, at all. I have had fifty-year-old men wink and hit on me. (Stories... many stories to come.) Creepy. But that is just it, any one that is openly interested is usually more towards stalker and creep then cute and relatively normal. This is where part of the problem presents itself.

The other part of the problem comes with a little younger age group. Any one that ever expresses interest, it usual ends up that its illegal for me to date them.

{Cue cute guy that is a few years older than me}

Spicy man: Hi... 

Me: Oh hello... 

{Insert some flirting and lots of smiles}

Spicy Man: So how old are you? 

{AWKWARD}

Me: Um... I am seventeen...

Spicy-no longer interested-boy: ....

This happens all the time! But, good news is, only fifteen days left, and my response can be eighteen. And then it will be legal to date older men.  I can then avoid underage comments and be taken somewhat seriously.

I am stoked!

I think I am ready.

I am feeling many changes coming on, and I am getting pretty excited.

I am sick of the people I know. I really just want to meet some some new ones.

I am finally getting excited to move out due to the decorations I have been making to put in my apartment. Its going to be adorable and earth friendly. (all crafts have been made of inexpensive recycled materials... aka toilet paper rolls and shoe box lids. Pictures coming soon!) 

I have so many things to do before I move out (and turn 18) it makes my head feel tense just thinking about it.

I am looking forward to a little more freedom and am dreading the responsibility.

I can't wait to meet my roommates!

Grocery shopping and doing laundry gives me hives. I try to avoid it at all costs.

Come what may... and LOVE IT!

5 Months, 3 Days...

Til Christmas. My dad announced this as we drove to church today. Yes, we also listened to Christmas music on the way. He has a never ending count down, if Santa were real, my dad would be him. He has the "bowl of jelly" belly, and the silver hair. Little kids also adore him. He loves Christmas, and I love him.

Besides Christmas is less than 6 months away... exactly one month from today... I move out, and I also turn 18. It will be one epic day. It will now be legal for me to date older men, and I can vote. Yeah! I will also have to attempt to survive on my own. I am getting old.

Before I die

My list of things to accomplish before I die is quite unique. You may find it odd, but here is it.

- ride in a hot air ballon. (check)
- get in a small, non life threatening car accident.
- dye my hair dark. maybe red?
- open an ice cream parlor.
- visit the Grand Canyon. (yes, I live in Utah, and have still failed to accomplish this)
- go horseback riding.
- surf, in the ocean, not behind a boat.
- swim in the Great Salt Lake.
- travel the world.
- have eight children.
- cry upside down. (check)
- be on tv. (check, Good Things Utah)
- see He Is We in concert.
- kiss a boy in the rain. (on every girls list of things to do)
- live in a really cute old house, (I have a few picked out)
-get married (of course)

And thats if for now I think...

Smile!

10 things about me you probably didn't know.

1. I love reality tv. I am not sure why, but I do. 

2. I am slowly developing and addiction to Skittles. 

3. I am practically blind. When I take out my contacts, I can't see my self in the mirror. 

4. Sometimes I play my guitar and sing to myself in my bedroom. 

5. I am missing half an ear drum. 

6. I have never been kissed/had a boyfriend. 

7. I absolutely hate to run, but I am trying to teach myself to love it. 

8. I am a bit of a boss. I take control, that's how I am.   

9. I love cheesy romantic movies. 

10. My hair is as curly as can be. I grew up with a blond afro and now I look like a poodle. 

AARRGGG.

A man in an eye patch once asked me if my highlights were natural. 

I replied with a questioning no. 

He shook his head and walked away. 

Didn't by his chocolate. 

My manager laughed. 

And so did I. 

 

 

Goodmorning Inexperienced

I received a fearful wake up call upon making my first "grown up" payment. College housing. As if its not enough shock that in less then two months I will be living on my own, I have to pay just over a thousand dollars to do so. Reality has hit me hard. Months of hard works earnings are gone with the click of an 'make a payment button.'

I realized how inexperienced I am with cooking I am when I made salad dressing wrong. Bless my future roommates. I hope they aren't picky eaters and like burnt food. 

I will have to do my own laundry. I have the folding down... now just for the washing part. Trust me, its harder than it looks. 

One year from now most of my high school friends will be married. 

I am moving out on my 18th birthday. Officially date-able to college men. Yes. 

I am not ready to be a wife, and guys will be dating to find one.    

I will be able to vote for president. 

Oh boy, wish me luck! 

hi there.

I am Jessica. My middle name is Danielle. 

I am almost 18, and counting the days.

I am a bit odd, but love to laugh.

I love music and singing.

I am allergic to cats.

I have an addiction to eating ice.

And watching Toddlers and Tiaras.

And eating ice while watching Toddlers and Tiaras.

I drink. Water. Lots of water.

I love my family. My siblings are some of my best friends.

I am baby hungry.


This is my thoughts, my stories, and my life. 


Hope you enjoy!