the lights go on.

sooooo. i learned a lesson today. sometimes people can break rules, and get away with it, maybe cause sometimes that rule wasn't necessarily made for them, but stupid people who can't control themselves.

like, maybe bringing food, like a full, unlidded cup of cranberry juice, somewhere, like a carpeted school library, where you're not supposed to....


dang it. sorry harold.

last night while we were running around.

i KNOW i overuse the word cute. and i KNOW it's confusing. because, yes, i have a far more broad definition for the word than most people.

BUT.

efy kids are SOOO CUUUTE. i don't know why they bug people. they're so adorable, terrified of everything, trying so hard to act cool...pretty much all of them failing....ahhhh i love that aaaaaage. they're going through such a CRAZY time in their lives...figuring out who they are...actually...i guess college is the same thing. just scarier. hahha. anyway.

i love beirut. i can't remember ever loving every single song a band's ever written. like yeah...coldplay is incredible, i'll listen everything by them, and IIII think jason mraz's voice is beautiful enough that i'd listen to anything he sings...but i think that's more because i'm in love with the IDEA of the artist, and the fact that it's THEIR song, than the song itself.

but beirut...i just love. everything. today's song: (transatlantique, on elephant gun)

it makes my heart sssssing. i don't know any other way to describe it.

...i'm still not sure the point of this post....sorry.
haha.

oh p.s. there TOTALLY was a man that died at utah lake last week, his boat capsized, i believe on that super windy day.
WEAR A LIFE[VEST].
not that i regret going, either time, thank you ty and the best ward EVER.

p.p.s. i love the skyroom. and...when missionaries get to the point that they care more about working hard than letters. :)

it's been a long time, long time now, since i've seen you smile.

welcome back my dear friend. (sun)
i have loads of happy pictures i kinda want to share...but i need to find my cord.
haha.

i don't really LIKE getting obsessed with..."things", but it happens.
my" thing" right now, is beirut.



i love that feeling summer always gives me, like i can do ANYTHING and i don't have to care what ANYONE thinks, and i can just have fun with old and older friends, and famdam, and make new friends, and just plaaaay.(and work. for mone-AY)
i think it's because i've ripped off that mentality that i need to obey my scholastic instructors/institution.
see, i'd make a terrible teacher.

however, i will not gamble away my time. i am using EVERY moment.
now let me go see if i'm an auntie yet.
thank you, have a nice day. :)

i am young. so i'm fleeing this town. and i'm not burying any dreams. unless it's to plant a dream tree.

last summer, tiffer got murried.



i played in all the layton and kaysville parks.


the fray and jack's mannequin came...


and i played games with my cute friends. (and said goodbye to quite a few wonderful ones for a couple years...)



it is so GREAT outside. and i cleaned my room last night til four thirtyish. and i am SO excited because it's almost summer. and i am so sick of this school year. even though i like my classes. i just get sick of school.

reckless abandon. like no one's watching you.

that's what i'm going to do to provo
...i wish.

but when summer comes, i'm going to PLAY and have adVENTures and BONfires and write LETTERS and storIES and sWIm and get SUNburned and dAnce and make PICnics and FEasts and go cAMPing and plAAAy with my great great ward and darling friends. (and if any cool people are too many miles away, i suppose we can have lots of great discussions and happening reports over the telephone...that would be great as well.)



won't stop til it's over.