...this time: isolated in the room, where the [auditors lurk]

i love him. (Sufjan).

i also love fleet foxes. please purchase their new album in honor of everything wonderful, six days after i leave.

and guess what. it's THURSDAY. i'm starting to think it may be my favorite day. more so at school, where i can legitmately start the weekend (by playing til two...or later...) but. 30 rock and community are playing in kville tonight too...then yoga...

and i'm not going to provo this weekend. it's my goal. i'm not even allowed to accidentally go. i'm staying here. HA.

and please, the term is, "urban anglophile", not "indie kid". (thank you, [whoever reviewed Reservoir (deluxe edition) by Fanfarlo on itunes], for being so politically correct.)

also chistoso:

m: oh dang it, i forgot my...well. we can just carry...don't put them, no! don't use--
a: stop being so GREEN!

madre: where are you going?!
hija: the bathroom! i have to go really bad! i've had to for like--
padres (in unison): NO, you DON'T!

humorous exchanges.

names changed.

Carol: R! SSSSSSTUDY.
R: Hey! In three thousand years, is it going to matter if I talked to my future wife, or if I got an A on this test? Yeah, that's what I thought.

Lorraine: When're you going to practice, GARY?
Gary: When're you going to shower, LORRAINE?

Haston: ...And FYI, Nyquil doesn't knock ducks out.
Johncth: Tums. Does the trick.

up and up i keep on climbing!

yes. for real. yes. this is kanye.

aaaand:

m: i wouldn't be able to marry someone that dresses terribly, because i wouldn't be attracted to him in the first place!

r: (exasperated, then suddenly excited) okay, what if you were in a play. and he only wore nice clothes, in the play. HA!

(hypothetically recovering from thinking a muskrat costume was that of a kitten.)

g: i shoulda known by the tail. i shoulda known by the skat.

(discussing what should be done about the absolute lack of fear in the deer on campus)

k: someone needs to take a knife and stab one of them!

everyone: (quiet, confusion)

someone: why??

k: well, to show them that we're dangerous!

l: what is it called when you have to do something?

e: commitment?

l: oh yes, that.

g: (out of NOWHERE, peaks head around the corner) wait, who's not sexually active??

(professor forbids any stupid cliche poetry from being turned in at the end of the term)

d: well, there goes my portfolio!

p: all those butterfly poems!

g: son of a!

i love funny people. i couldn't stand it if my life was without them. so i must document this, if only for myself. haha.

also, time is FLYING by right now. i think i like it?

also also, i am, officially, beginning work on my mission papers. :)

do you illuminate?

i don't know why i'm blogging right now, i've been awake more than 24 hours and i'm terribly in-eloquent. but.

most concerts give humanizing characteristics to artists for me, for example:

ingrid michaelson-sarcasm

zach condon-humility

isaac slade-very personal writer,

etc.

jonsi? he's even more of a dream figure now. MAGIC. that's. what. we saw. and heard. he's...inspiring. go do, be, live, love, change!

(animal arithmetic from Jónsi on Vimeo.)

that, in the same room as me. myself. my body. INCREDIBLE.

also, funny things said lately:

timmy tim: guess WHAT! i'm gonna be FAMOUS! (whispers) i'm gonna be on tv! annnnd (irritated) i'm wearing a hairnet.

ratch: jonsi has a LOT of tall fans.

anonymous: i get so much bootie, i don't know what to do with it!

businesser: business ethics isn't a matter of choosing right and wrong, it's a code of conduct.

non-businesser: what're we, like pirates? just following guidelines!

lizard, i think: this one, a loose candle.

game player: ...we didn't keep score.

judger: that, is just a fancy way of saying you lost.

p.s. please please PLEASE lungs...don't become pneumonified.

srsly.

a: "I" BEFORE "E" EXCEPT AFTER "C" AND "V".
m: what? when does that apply with "v"?
a: receive. (in sincerity.)
m: (pause) there is no i ANYwhere after that "v"...
a: (pause) ohh....okay.

a:...and we can LIVE in a BEAUTIFUL SANCTUARY!!!
m:(pause) what? why would you...what?
a: well, i said sanctuary, but i meant cottage.

wm: go vote for your favorite chili!
f: i don't vote for the president, why would i vote for chili?

t: uuuugh i'm so tired.
m: i'm tired too, in fact i'd better eat my apple.

seriously.

"Missy, can I--WHAT! You're not like caring for a baby in here. Or pregnant! CARPET! Couches?? What!...Can I...Can I have the bleach?"
-temporary janitor of the lavatory

"If everyone was in ward choir, who would they sing to? It's just as important to have spectators."
-probably my favorite ward member

"That's why I don't like horses. They look nice, but inside they're evil."
-horse and boy hater

seriously?

"Why don't they just kill the whole cow?"
-some kid from wyoming


hahhahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahhahahahhahaaaaaaaaaaaa

i've changed my stance on tv watching being a waste of time.

my life is better now:

okay, tyler, tucker, dallin, i do want to date someone. his name is jason.


i...just...hahahaaaaaaaaaa


win. and his hair...win.


elmo is SO legit.


as is cookie monster:


MAILBOXES!


please tell me you watched all of those. cause really...we all have nothing better to do.
go sesame street!