confessions

-I spent five hours tonight on a 10-point trial balance for accounting. I'm $11,100 off in my debits and credits. I don't think 10 points is worth spending more time on it. Which means I just spent five hours to get approximately 3 points.

-Sometimes for dinner all I want is an apple and peanut butter and granola. I can't stop eating the gluten-free granola my mom helped me make over Christmas break. I think it's the coconut. It's the most delicious food in the world.

-However, sometimes after those apple feasts, all I want is pickles. So I eat a third of a jar of pickles. (Who does that?)

-I watched this tutorial on how to make a supahhcute top knot today. It was my extremely deep wish that I could use that top knot to not wash my hair for the third day in a row. I decided my hair isn't long enough. Shower it is...

-Today at the laundry room at Liberty Square, it took drying my colors for four rounds (that's two hours, my friend) before they were passably damp. It didn't occur to me to change dryers until after the third round. Pretty sure it was broken.

-This is the kind of day today was: I'm talking to Holly as I'm walking out the door. I walk straight into the doorframe. She keeps talking. I turn around. "Did you just see me run into that door?" "Yes, but I wasn't going to say anything..."

Please tell me it's the weekend... but first I need to shower. Too bad all my towels were in the wash. And therefore damp. Woohoo.

yesterday was one of my best days in a long, long time

and i have no pictures to show for it. right now, anyhow. laura has one, and the other is on my computer, so just a bit of patience, my friends.

my afternoon started with a few bites (okay, okay, half) of a shake at the creamery with jas and his family and his sister annie who i loved meeting. i only wish i could have stayed longer, buuuut...

..it was time to run (ten minutes late, of course) to meet laura, my long-time blog bestie. it was seriously magic. my deepest wish in life is that she didn't live in canada so she could live in utawww with me and we could spill our souls to each other every day. or whatever. you know. i just really, really liked it. and her.

and then i ran some errands and went home (by home, of course, i mean the bed in bri's dorm that i share with my baby sister...) and packed a bit and then relaxed for the first time in an eternity, and watched the season finale of gossip girl (uhhhh... hated it!!).

jason and i have been trying to be in a christmas mood lately, which is harder than it might sound, what with finals and all.

but it seems like we were repaid for our efforts last night when some random guy handed us a completed free-meal cafe rio card for no reason. christmas is the absolute greatest, and i mean that.

for christmas, jason's dad gave me tickets to the play a christmas carol. it was absolutely incredible. i wish i had some pictures of the theatre itself, it was beautiful, but all i have is a picture of us.. which is also beautiful? except it's on my camera. i am not generally a crier, but this play definitely had me crying. i was so touched by scrooge's pain when he realized all the opportunities he had missed to influence the lives of others. i'm hoping that our family will read the forgotten carols this season, which we do many years. it, too, is such a timeless story.

i love plays. i love how real and alive and genuine they are. going to plays is one of my very, very favorite things to do, and it was one of the most well-done plays i have seen in a very long time. it was truly a perfect night, and i was so happy to spend it with jas.

i'm happy today. i'm so, so happy to be going home, and to be done with finals, and to have just had a two hour talk with holly, and to be celebrating christmas. christmas often makes me somewhat melancholy, because i just don't feel good enough or i don't feel like i'm doing exactly what heavenly father wants me to be doing. this year, i'm really just purely happy. i am a daughter of a heavenly father who has blessed me beyond comprehension. i have the most wonderful family and friends who i am so grateful for. i wouldn't change a thing about my life right now. i love christmas, and i am so happy to be truly celebrating it in every sense of the word.

good to know

clearly that was a list from jason, bless his heart.

i've learned a lot this week, mostly about creating webpages, writing mcom reports, and cramming for exams. but mainly i would like to share the three highlights.

1. stephen's limited edition pumpkin spice-flavored hot cocoa will not be returning in future years, because i can guarantee that nobody will buy a second jar of that shiz. seriously. imagine warm carrot juice. that's what it looks like. it's been four days since i drank it and i swear i can still taste it in my mouth. so. gross.

2. if you laugh at girls every morning for their skirts being all staticy and caught in their tights, like this (please note that that is her slip and not, in fact, a skirt):

don't wear tights and a skirt to school. karma, baby. i had a very, very long walk across campus this morning with a very slippery skirt..

3. having a roommate is kind of fun. bri's moved into my apartment for a few days so she can study for finals. and it's fantastic. who knew?! ps if anybody knows anybody who is looking for an apartment winter semester, lemmeeknow. this is approaching emergency status.

can it be christmas already?!
8 days til home. :))

dear you,

dear people who come into my office,

if i hear that universally obnoxious tone of voice ask "mind if i borrow your stapler?" one more time, i am going to throw the stapler at your head. also in this category is "i think i'm supposed to turn in a copy of the midterm here..?", "ummmm.... i have a midterm..", and "is there a place i can drop my midterm off in here?" because those questions are almost followed by a "for which professor?" from me, an answer from the student that's the same as the 60 students who proceeded him, and a point of the finger from me. "right there. in that box. two inches from your hand. thank you and good bye."

dear slap watch,
i think you're the best. and so is jdem#10 for buying you for me when i was having a supahhh stressful day. and flowers. and for other reasons, too, but that's the main one i'll address at the moment.

dear friday after 3 pm,
i need you to be here. i am running on far too little sleep, a giant headache, an enormous stomachache, and the anticipation of a loooong to-do list this weekend.

dear pajama day,
why do you stop existing after elementary school?? i liked pajama day. however, uggs are a passable second choice. putting my feet in those babies is like snuggling in bed all. day. long. even when it's a nice day and i probably should be in shoes.

dear hiring process,
you. suck.

wear your passion

so rebecca posted this on her blog today.. and i am in love with it.

because it's right. life is simple.

i've spent the last six days rereading the jessica darling series by megan mccafferty. i read them in high school a couple times, and i needed a few hundred pages of deep fluff books.

(those terms might seem contradictory, but they aren't. straight up fluff books focus on what people are wearing, who's kissing who, and what to do with the limitless credit cards everybody's fathers have funded practically since birth.

deep fluff books focus on self-actualization through relationships and life. i'm a sucker for either type of book, not gonna lie. but this week i needed some depth.)

anyhow, these books make me just want to write and write and write, which means the pages of my journal fill up twice as fast (and considering i average a journal every three or four months, that's saying a lot).

(i'll be the first to admit the titles are a little (okay, a lot) tacky. but the books are sooo good. read them.)

which makes it important that i get serious about my search for my next journal.

this is what i want: a hardbound red book without lines and with thick watercolor pages. does anybody know where the freak i can find one?!!? because i am about at my wit's end, having looked at every book and craft store i can think of.