The first step is admitting to Houston that you have a problem

I need a "Whatever just leave me alone" sign. Until I find one, I'll just have to use my face.

You don't know what you have until it's gone.  That's how I'm feeling right now.  About my sister-in-law, my friend Karamea, the soda that I gave up to be healthy and such, my ability to do math in my head, David's phone that he lost so now I can't call or text him about coming over for ice cream whenever I want, my mom, my baby siblings who haven't been babies for a few years now, my perfectly red shade nail polish that hasn't been seen in weeks, and the mints that I keep next to my bed that I finished eating last night.  All gone.  Or lost, or just not around me right now.

I went to the DMV twice this week.  Actually 3 times.  The first time, it took me an hour to find the actual building, then of course, it was closed.  Hello Karma, we meet again.

Then I went the next day, to another DMV, and it really wasn't too bad.  Except the lady was really rude and made frowny eyebrows at me.  Which I took with a grain of salt since frowny eyebrows are one of my specialties anyways.  We were sort of soul sisters, in the sense that we understood that neither of us wanted to be here, talking to each other and making frowny eyebrows at each other.  Alas, we completed the task of registering my car to Utah.  I got the license plates with arches in the background.  Highlight of my day.

Then I went to the dentist and finished my root canal.  UGH!  Root canal, more like Pollute Morale.  But now I have what I call a "Zombie Tooth" in my mouth, and it's not so bad, trying to get comfortable and settled.  

Speaking of settling, how is Ann?

I went to my baby neice's first birthday party in Orem, my tongan family threw it, so of course it was epic, there was a bouncy house inside the church building.  And so MUCH CANDY. 

 

Raise of hands who approve this as a great wedding centerpiece idea?

 Baby Victoria!  Look at this kid.  SO CHUBBY! SO CUTE! SO STYLISH!

I'm off to make some recipes from Pinterest.  Because I have been making the same foods for months now.  Chicken salad, wheat pasta with Prego, canned soup, candy, and nachos.  Figured I should mix it up a little bit.  I promise you guys will never find a recipe on this blog.  Unless it's a recipe for disaster.  Boom

Don't trust a bro

Don't touch my hair.  I will cut you.

So Karamea

We talk almost everyday

Via texting and facebook

We have been discussing which men sound most like Liam Neeson if he was to sing.  

You know what? Never mind, I'll just take some of the gems we discuss and post a few on here now:

• ps, i met an rm who said his goal this semester is to not date or kiss a girl.
• WHAT A WEIRDO RIGHT?
  
  
  • [this guy's] top 3 criteria is 3 Fs: feet, face, and faith.
  • yikesssss. a bit concerned that feet are a priority
    
    
    i also stayed up until 10pm watching the muppets of oz instead of doing homework. my life is so glamorous!!! (and yes, i used fergie's song to help me spell that).
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    • • • • My friend's status: Satan can just go to Hell. Oh wait...
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          • WHAT THE SWEAR WORD? are you serious?!
            
            
             she said she was too bad of a girl for him, he didn't deserve her. which is totally my line.
            
            

• • Kelsea: hahaha oh my gosh, you need an ad around byuh with the picture of a jacket and a caption "PLEASE take me on a date, i will get $10 and then I can buy this jacket!" I bet people in provo do that stuff all the time
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  • Kara: HAHAHAH
  • oh my heck. that just might do it.
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  • Kelsea: some cool guy will think you're so clever. and then he will end up being charming and you'll marry him and keep the ad as a memory in your journal
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  • Kara: hahah you put too much confidence in me.
  • but wouldnt that be amazing?
  • like nicholas sparks-amazing?
    
    
    
    
    and a personal favorite: "Some SCUMBAG posted the ending to this week's Glee episode on facebook already"
    
    Who even say's scumbag anymore?  It's so fabulous
    
    
    
    
    
    And she sends me video's like this all day:
    
    
    Warning: It's super creepy, do not watch if you are prone to nightmares about stalking cats.  Like Moi
    
    

    
    

pouting, sulking, sighing, mumbling, rolling my eyes... its how i detox

"Coke Please!" "Is Pepsi ok?" "Is Monopoly money ok?"

I'm like an elephant, OK? If I walk into a room, it's like OK, she's in there

So, Kendall and I go to BYU campus, and everyone there is smiling and the cute guys wave at us when we stop for them to cross the road.  And the little sister is in amazement.  Did I know people could be so nice??  So I try to justify it.

"See, here is the thing, those guys are waving at you cuz you're cute and they think to themselves 'hey, that girl in that car could be my eternal companion, I should smile at her.'  And that is how they trick you into marrying them!"

Cynical, no?

Because people at the U don't smile and wave at you when you stop in the street for them.

So, the question is, do I prefer nicer people that wave to me, or the rude people who ignore my kind gesture and don't realize that I am more than capable of running them over and feeling zero remorse?  (I'd probably get arrested but just bare with me on this one)

When the little sister and I met up with father's old friend, he asked how we liked the U and the little sister confessed, the people are nicer here at BYU campus than at the U campus.  We had talked about transferring to BYU and he looked at me and asked why I didn't like BYU more than the U. 

"Because, I guess I like my people rougher.   I like the ones that don't wave at me"

Because sometimes, I am a cold hearted woman.

And I am totally cool with that