12 things of winter that make me want to scream...

here is my own personal spin on the 12 days of christmas...only i'm changing it somewhat: i LOVE christmas, it's just winter i have a problem with...here are the main 12 reasons that i am totally a summer girl, regardless of how long i've live in utah...
#12: wet hair freezes...up-does freeze your ears..so even though you don't WANT to get out of your warm bed earlier, comfort and survival necessitate actually doing your hair..
#11: mass boredom..there are only so many activites that can be done indoors, and only a certain amount of time outdoor activities remain fun/safe..after watching a movie every night for 2 months, cabin fever WILL ensue..
#10: windshield wipers that don't work..driving with a pile of snow on top of your car is scary enough..it gets exponentially more scary when there's snow sliping down your windshield, and the wipers are out on holiday..
#9: ice..i trip enough without having to make the sidewalk a slip 'n slide..winter just increases the already high probability that i will end up on my butt somewhere on byu's campus more than once a day..
#8: wet floors (see #9)
#7: too many temperature extremes...outside, it's 4 degrees, and some places you go inside, it's 89 degrees..my body can't deal with that many bipolar temperature fluctuations..it gets confused...then i have to deal with putting on a coat, then taking it off 3 minutes later because i walked inside, then quickly pulling it back on 5 minutes later because i'm back outside..
#6:there is no sun..and if there is, it just blinds you because it reflects off of all the snow...and, it doesn't do anything for your skin...which leads me to #5..
#5: pale skin..winter only perpetuates pale skin(and a LOT of acne, which the summer sun seems to miraculously cure), which has been overcome somewhat with summer...winter just sets you back at square one for having any skin pigmentation ..
#4: shaving...it's so pointless to shave your legs in the winter...i mean, you shave, and almost instantaneously get goosebumps, so your just-finished shaving has become completely useless..and if you're lucky enough to make it through a shower without goosebumps, your luck runs out as soon as you open the front door..and then men complain that girls never bother to shave their legs in the winter..excuse me for being economical with my time!
#3: scraping my car windows..it messes with my personal routine..my schedule for getting to school on time is based on precision...through trial and error over the years, i have calculated the exact number of minutes it takes me to get ready and get to school on time so that i can sleep in as long as possible before i have to wake up and get ready...when winter hits, i forget that i have to add a good 5 minutes for scraping my windows, and it throws everything out of whack..
#2: snow somehow inspires people to park like morons. i can understand not being able to see the parking stalls, but that is no excuse to park completely horizontal to everybody else..
#1: wet pant legs..like i've said before, wet pant legs are the most irritating and frustrating thing about the winter season..it's not like you did anything to deserve wet pants: you didn't pee yourself or fall in a puddle, you simply did the unavoidable, which everyone who has walked outside can sympathize with...you have to have at least 2 pairs of pants to make it through the day, or else your legs are soggy and you are miserable the entire day.

dumb? maybe..classless? no..

ok, so i don't get what everyone is so angry at max hall for...yeah, so he wasn't tactful after the byu/utah game...but what adrenaline-pumped football player isn't? especially when his family was doused with alcoholic beverages the previous year at the opposing team's home field..not that i'm saying i agree with everything he said, but..give the guy a break..EVERY athlete trash-talks after they beat their rival school...especially when it's a major NCAA in-state rivalry like byu and utah..he was just dumb enough to say it on national television..max was probably especially emotional because it was his last home game, and, let's face it, he was trying to compensate for a not-so-stellar game last year..that combination would point to overstating his emotions..yes, he overgeneralized when he said that utah is classless..but personally, i have seen a severe lack of class from both fans and players from utah (not ALL, but many)..there were HOW many late hits that went unflagged in that game? not that i'm saying byu doesn't have its share of ignorant fans and players..i sat behind some of the least classy byu fans i've ever heard of at the game...irregardless of how blanket of a statement it was that was made by mr. hall, the fact remains that is was his own personal opinion, which everybody is entitled to per the 1st Amendment...again, not that i agree with everything he said, but..if my family had beer dumped on them at a football game and were verbally abused the entire time, you can bet i'd have more than just a few choice words directed towards that school...everyone needs to just CALM DOWN..

obama raps??

http://husbandhunters.blogspot.com/

if you don't laugh when you see this, you have no sense of humor..these were made our freshman year because, let's face it, we were bored college kids, and we got sick of being told we needed to get married...

will all my children dance like this? yes...yes they will..

the past couple of years walking to school has taught me a few very interesting things that i feel the need to share. i don't mind not having a car, until it starts snowing..then it gets inconvenient, but still these observations apply. first and foremost: i have short legs. i was genetically short-changed, and i am reminded of that every time it takes me three years to get to campus. second: there should be some sort of passing lane for the people who walk insanely fast..or we all need blinkers on our butts..third: i have a new-found respect for speed-walkers..i can't even walk right slowly, so i am baffled at their ability to not only walk extremely quickly, but somehow make their legs look like they're bending backwards..fourth: men should NOT wear flip flops..i see this all too often and i believe it's revolting..fifth: whoever designed byu's campus was cruel. the hills are purposely designed to kill you. it's like byu's mocking me, saying "you can't even walk up this hill? HA..you'll never make it in college"..thank you, knoll, for reminding me of my unintelligence...to go along with that, the stairs by the RB are a nightmare..attempting to walk up/down them in the snow is just plain suicidal..and last, but not least...public transportation is fun and all, but if you're going anywhere at night, take a buddy..preferably one that is larger than all other people on the bus..i feel validated in these observations now that i am looking to purchase a car, and maybe you'll notice the same things next time you ever decide to stroll to campus...

..i stand (or rather, sit) corrected..

...max hall WAS throwing to the right team..

hmm..

all i have to say is i LOVE carrie underwood...her new song, ladies and gentlemen:
"Run run away
Don’t let him mess with your mind
He’ll tell you anything you want to hear
He’ll break your heart
It’s just a matter of time
But just remember

He’s a good time cowboy casanova
Leaning up against the record machine
Looks like a cool drink of water
But he’s candy-coated misery
He’s the devil in disguise
A snake with blue eyes
And he only comes out at night
Gives you feelings that you don’t want to fight
You better run for your life"
..gotta love carrie..

return to...provo..

since it's been about half a decade since i actually wrote something on here instead of posting some random video, i have decided to once again grace cyberspace with my idle chatter...you might find that my notes this year are not as cynical/laced with angry sarcasm as last year..this is due, in part (if not wholly) to the fact that i do not live directly south of a bell tower that goes off every single hour, without fail..or possibly it's because i'm not mentally and physically impaired by mononucleosis..either way, my take on byu is a lot more positive..i mean, think about it..first of all, it's not the dead of winter (yet), their football team is actually winning, max hall is throwing the ball to the right team, and the byu couples are once again displaying GROSS (in more than one way) amounts of pda...oh gotta love happy valley..

mitch hedberg

this comedian is one of my favorites..there's just something about the way he says things that makes him funny..

..my personal tribute to michael jackson..

everyone criticizes michael jackson for being a creepy weird man, but i personally like some of his music, and i think this is hilarious, so..RIP michael..

with regard to the masses, i agree with Mr. Hamilton..

has anybody else ever noticed that stupid people seem to come in bunches?and by stupid, i mean people that are persuaded to act in a childish/immature/selfish manner... (and also stupid as in completely unintelligent)...encounters with these people seems to come in masses, not just one single person..it's like these people have sensors buried deep down inside themselves that go off whenever someone starts acting that way, and they all come out of the woodworks at precisely the same time...i'm not talking about the stupid people that are aware of their unintelligence..i'm talking about the people who are blatantly ignorant of their ignorance..i'll admit i'm not the sharpest tool in the shed, but i don't act like i'm 4 years old...what is it about stupidity that makes everyone want to join in? what continues to surprise me is the myriad of ways people discover to act stupid..(see above definition)...I always wonder if it's just a domino effect, or if it's some weird spinoff of mob mentality (for those of us who are not psycho-babble literate, "mob mentality" is used to refer to unique behavioral characteristics which emerge when people are in large groups. It is sometimes used disparagingly, as the term “mob” typically conjures up an image of a disorganized, aggressive, panicked group of people. [taken from wisegeek.com])...do people act stupid because they know other people are acting stupid at the same time? hmm..

pa hahahahaha t swizy...

my ADORABLE niece..yeah, i'd be jealous too..

after all my attempts at hilarity, i've decided that i want this post to be serious..i went to the hospital yesterday morning to see for the first time my brand-new niece..the first of 2 babies to be born into my family this summer..i want to congratulate my beautiful sister and her husband on their baby...seriously, is she not the cutest little person you have ever seen? anyway...it's still sinking in that my sister is a mother..i was thinking about all the memories i've had with her..growing up we shared a room, and as much as i hated it then, i appreciate it now..i got to know my sister more than i ever would have with a seperate room..she is going to be an amazing mother..i'm positive of this because she's brilliant, talented, and the most caring person i've ever met..i know that addison will always have someone to talk to and care for her, because my sister did that for me all growing up..congrats missy and andrew! :)

...summer employment..

I recently realized that it has been a long time since i have actually written something on my blog..as i further thought about this fact, i realized it was because i had very little, if nothing, on which to comment...moving back to the relative normalcy of kaysville has left me with surprisingly nothing to say..until now..my job is cashiering..i know, not a very lofty career, but it's the best i can do given the current economic status..this job, however, gives me a variety of points that amuse me..the most noted as of late is the obsession people have of pushing buttons a million times..let me explain: when swiping a debit card, after the PIN number is entered, the customer needs to push a small green button in order to accept the amount shown...some customers, however, feel the need to push said button approximately 37 times in the space of 2 seconds..i just want to take their face in my hands and scream "CAN'T YOU WAIT??" seriously, people..it takes all of five seconds for the computer to process that you have pushed the button..just wait a freaking minute and it will work..i sit and laugh at the people that feel that pushing the button more makes the computer think faster..because those people are the people that think that double-clicking on a computer link on the internet will make it connect faster...i could go on and on and ON about the interesting people that come through the doors of Big 5..for example, the homeless man that bought a knife? yeah..that's what i thought too..but..that's a story for another day..

:O

wow..that's all i can say..jon schmidt is a musical genius..

cutest little kid EVER :)

oh reffing..

so i ref soccer..and what continues to baffle me, game after game, is how out of control some parents get..i mean, if their kid is getting decked on the field, i can understand some hysterics..but people, really..soccer is a CONTACT sport..aka there's going to be some pushing and shoving..and guess what? it's legal..that's right, i'm not going to blow the whistle every single time someone gets touched..if you don't want your kid getting shoved a little, but him/her in ballet..that is definitely not a contact sport..i think this insane overprotection stems from the delusion that the child is going to become the next Mia Hamm or Christiano Ronaldo..for parents that believe these delusions, let me clue you in: if your kid is off picking daisies, is afraid of the ball, or just can't kick the dang thing when it has come to a complete stop, there's no way screaming at me is going to get them to the Olympics in 2020...i promise i'm a competent ref..sure i may miss a few calls here and there, but i think my credentials speak for themselves..i have been certified for 8 years..i take an 8 hour recertification class every year..AND on top of that, i've played the game for 14 years..so pretty sure when you're arguing with me about whether or not a kid is allowed to chest the ball, you're definitely going to be wrong..

also, hearing parents, coaches, and occasionally players threaten me does not scare me into calling the game for them..if nothing else, it provides free entertainment for the duration of the game..the most amusing of said threats is, "i'm going to report you!"..go right ahead..odds are definitely in my favor..i laugh at coaches that threaten this for a few reasons: first, reporting me after the game has played isn't going to change the score, and the game will not be replayed...second, who is the reffing coordinator going to listen to? a coach that is about to spontaneously combust because his team wasn't good enough to win, or the referee who is getting paid to call the game fairly? it doesn't take a rocket scientist to decide that one, folks...finally, the threats of being beaten up in the parking lot..i believe the most amusing threat of such content came one game from a woman who appeared to be around 80 years old..i wondered if her walker would even be fast enough to catch me..

anyway, reffing soccer has made me appreciate officials of all sorts: basketball, football, soccer, baseball..i occasionally think they are idiots, but i still remember how it feels to be screamed at..

..it's ok people, i got this...

in celebration of the end of everyone's freshman year of college (or sophomore, junior, or senior year..whatever the case may be), i have decided to outline how best to FAIL a full year of college..
(for those ambitious people that want to PASS a full year of college, my advice would be to stop reading..now..)
Step 1: start out the year well, doing everything that you've been taught to in school as far as study habits, prioritizing, etc..
Step 2: mid-semester, contract an infectious disease like mononucleosis (or if you're going to be all technical, the Epstein-Barr virus, human herpesvirus 4, etc.) from a person you kissed six months before..
Step 3: sleep non-stop for basically three weeks out of the semester, going to class a grand total of 0 times..
Step 4: withdraw from 3 of your 5 classes, with a signed doctor's note of course..
Step 5:attempt to catch up on said three weeks of class work in less than a week, spending about 50 hours locked in your 9'x9' room..
Step 6:spend approximately the same amount of time studying for exams
Step 7: with the aid of 4 different alarm clocks placed strategically around the room so you are forced to get out of bed, wake up at 6 am for your first final, walk through a blizzard to get there, upon arrival looking quite similar to a lost hobo
Step 8: proceed to fail [insert course name] test..
Step 9:repeat previous step 4 times
Step 10: complete the semester more than a little bewildered about the whole college experience
Step 11: start the second semester the same as the first, only already having mononucleosis
Step 12: complete second semester with steps 3-9

so there you have it...amy's simple steps to NOT passing your first year of college..i hope this has been..er..educational..

sneezing panda..

..if you don't laugh at this, you have NO sense of humor..

..i realize that most of my observations are made walking across campus, but what can you expect when i go to a school as people-watching friendly as BYU? anyway, as i was walking across campus today to turn in a paper, i was surprised as i realized how much i notice and appreciate guys opening doors for the people behind them..i do not consider myself an extremely high maintenance girl..definitely not the kind that stands there and waits until a guy opens the door for them...but any guy, regardless of if we're dating or not, gets bonus points when opening doors...even if it's just a stranger holding onto the door just for that extra second so the person behind them can get through without being hit in the face by said door..if he stops and lets the person behind him go in first while he's opening the door? double bonus points..again men, let me clarify so as not to seem bratty: door-opening is not a requirement, but who doesn't like extra bonus points every now and then? especially when they're so easy to obtain..

...conversations of the night..

there were a few interesting/amusing topics bouncing around tonight...i decided the only decent thing to do would be to share these anecdotes with others..
Conversation #1:
i was once again reminded that i could be a performer in a freak show at a circus..no, i can't contort my body in weird ways or make my eyes bulge out...the characteristic that qualifies me for this? i have finger feet...or toe thumbs...i've been harassed for this feature my entire life...the tragic part is i can do absolutely nothing about it..so until someone invents thumb implants, i will have to suffer the embarrassment of having midget-sized fingers...
Conversation #2:
This is a theoretical situation prompted by a somewhat actual scenario..my best friend plays soccer for weber state university...they played a tournament at BYU this weekend, and they found a thong near the field...and here comes the theoretical situation..what would happen if said article of clothing were to be traced to..GASP..a BYU student? Here's what i think would happen: the referee would stop the game for 'honor code violation' (i sincerely believe that this infraction is about to be incorporated into the rules for athletics at BYU); honor code commitee would be called on to investigate the breach, seal off the perimeter and examine the situation; offending girl would be thrown out for indecent exposure via underclothing; media leak across campus of the incident involving contraband panties on campus; chaos ensues...
..ok maybe that's taking it a bit far..but you get the point..
Conversation #3:
in reference to a previous blog..about blogging, we (my very stubborn friend and i) have come to the conclusion that the word 'blog' or 'blogging' sounds like a bodily function..i believe it sounds like the equivalent of laughing so hard that some kind of liquid comes out ones' nose..feel free to dispute that as you will..
Conversation #4: (this is more of a rhetorical conversation..which to some may seem like i'm talking to myself...not so..)
lying...this individual i was talking with tonight seems to enjoy lying to me...these lies aren't bad lies, they are more the kind that are told to make someone feel better...the perfect example? your friend asks you, "does this make me look fat?" or "does this look good on me?" the way i see it, either way you answer you're in trouble..if you say "yes, you look like a hippopotamus" or "no, it looks revolting", you're going to end up injured..but in the view of ethical behavior, society would suggest that lying and saying, "no, that horizontally-striped dress is very slimming" or "yes, it's gorgeous" is also a major faux-pas...i believe that this friend, however, against his better judgement, has decided to lie to me, for the sake of being nice...i just can't decide if i'd rather be told the truth, or just lulled into a state of false-confidence by the falsehoods...

goings on at byu...

this post is prompted, oddly enough, by observations made while running...i know, it'll surprise everyone that I, in fact, go running, but it happened...now while you recover from the shock of that, i will explain what i saw...this is in no way a criticism, but is simply what i deem somewhat atypical behavior..as i was running through campus, i noted that as the weather gets warmer, the activities participated in by some of the students seem to get..more, uh..unique..for example, probably the most popular activity I witnessed is couples who appear to be engaged getting their engagement pictures done by the waterfall, by the school sign entering campus...and for one couple, on the football practice field..the latter couple gave me a weird look as I ran by, as if I was the psycho..pardon me for exercising! Other activities that I saw while on my observatory run include: ultimate frisbee (which is by far the most popular game on campus, and which I personally detest unless played with my brothers), tight-rope walking (?), juggling, fencing, medieval martial arts (from which i gather the object to be chasing each other around with very large wooden swords), and four-square...another interesting phenomena that seems to occur as the weather gets warmer is many people on campus fall asleep in the middle of campus..on benches, under trees...to the outside observer it might appear that campus has been overrun by well-dressed hobos, but these are, in fact, students..

i know you're all wondering, have i ever participated in these activities? never. will i? probably not...but more power to the individuals that do..

one warm-weather activity, however, that i will NEVER participate in is what we like to call the face-eating contest...it's the couples that walk around campus basically fused together that periodically stop for make-out sessions...if there was a tally started for the number of couples that participate in this behavior, the numbers would be astronomically high..i just think that is something nobody needs to see..especially in such high doses..that is the one activity that i will criticize as being absurd and somewhat disturbing..really? get a room...

internet dating?

if there's one thing that i don't understand about computers, it's the facebook stalkers...i don't mean people that look through everybody's pictures...who hasn't? honestly, if you say you haven't you're lying..i'm talking about the people that go through the pictures of STRANGERS, and then based on their attractiveness (or ugliness), they add (or do not add..) them as friends, depending on their looks...they then proceed to say something like this to the add-ee: "hey wut's up? i added u b cuz u r sexy!" are they thinking that they're going to find a girl/boyfriend that way? personally, i'm very creeped out by people like that, and somehow eerily reminded of ted bundy...ok maybe that's taking it too far...if they're friends of a friend, it's more understandable, but..when it's someone that i would have NEVER met outside of facebook, it just comes off a little weird..if you're trying to find a date, go to an internet dating site..i'll even help you...the top 5 on google are: www.eHarmony.com , www.Chemistry.com, MyOnlineDatingService.com ,www.directoryofdating.com, and www.match.com...so take my advice: get your next significant other from one of these sites, and stop creepin' on facebook!

antm??

in honor of my very best friend, this post is dedicated to wondering why girls (not to stereotype, but mostly of the cheerleader variety) insist on bending one leg in every single picture they take...the worst offenders of this pose also accompany this atrocious look with the awkward hand-on-the-hot-guy's-chest-like-they're-at-prom setup..does it make them look sexier if they have one leg bent? i'm no model, and i never plan on becoming a model (especially if it involves bending only one knee in EVERY picture), but i would venture a no...contrary to popular belief, it does not show off your sexy sculpted calf if you bend your knee and point your toe...the only thing i notice that happens with this pose is the non-bent knee looks grossly hyperextended...

sorry, tyra..i just don't get it..

...talk about shock and awe..

basically, people like her astound me...she is SIX years old, and she's singing that well?!?! this makes me wish i could sing...probably more than anything else..

happy st. patty's day..

..one thing that came to my attention today is that people here at byu (and people in general) take some holidays too seriously..as i was walking to my friend's apartment, i was accosted by some girl that i had never seen before, and she proceeded to pinch me for not wearing green! first of all, a stranger getting that close to me completely invades my barrier of personal space...if you're pinching me, you dang well better be one of my pretty good friends...so i'm not wearing green.. pardon me for not celebrating some obscure holiday involving little green people that benefits me none... i mean, i'm not a drinker, so i can't use it as an excuse to get plastered...santa clause doesn't visit on st. patty's day, and i don't get the day off school...so the way i see it, you can keep your little green men..

and also, the celebration of "half birthdays" at byu astounds me...isn't the point of having a birthday to celebrate the DAY you were born, not 6 months after? I think it's bizarre to have a party for some random day that has basically nothing to do with the day you were born...

Public Display of [Awkward] ahem...Affection...

a recent experience has reminded me just how ill that pda makes me feel...and by pda i don't mean holding hands or a quick kiss or something...the pda to which i am referring to happened (oddly enough) in a church building, while waiting to go to the draper temple open house...the couple in question were less sitting next to each other than on top of each other...some of the things they were doing made me wonder if they had forgotten they were in public..i felt like i had just walked in on them (..it was that awkward)..and am i the only one that notices that the worst offenders of awkward pda are the most awkward/weird couples to begin with? maybe the pda is a validation of their relationship..i don't know how they try to justify it, but all i can say is biting your boyfriend's ear in public is NOT ok..and if you have to make out, get a room..

..it made me want to *blog*..(if it doesn't make sense, go back to my first writing)..

CUTE

..this is for all the men i know that have commitment issues...seriously, if this pug can look so freaking adorable saying "i love you", think of just how much more adorable you'll look saying it (or showing it)..being human and all..

i've always made bets with people, so it will come as a surprise to nobody that i made a bet a few days ago with a friend regarding a topic that will remain unspoken...however, i will say this about the topic...it's very controversial, and is completely open to personal, er..interpretation...anyway, in making this bet, i learned the very extent of my own stubbornness...my tendency to be obstinate sometimes gets the better of me and frustrates a lot of people i know...when i'm right, (when i think i'm right...which is most of the time..and most of the time is opposite of reality..), i'm right, and there's no convincing me otherwise..i must admit however, that i was impressed that my friend matched my own my amount of headstrong opinion...he did not cave once, and we couldn't even agree to disagree...so the bet continues...and if we both continue to be stubborn for the rest of our lives, i will have a $50 bet unsettled at the time of my death...my solution? make him cave..how? no idea..my conclusion to this dilemma?

...never make bets with men and make the winning or losing of the bet hang on the opinion of his best friend...odds are you'll lose..

illiterate sports fans

as a follow up to all of those soccer videos, i have been thinking...i don't understand how so many people (people of the female variety especially) that know absolutely nothing about sports...I can somewhat understand being disinterested...i am personally not interested in baseball...but at least i know who Mickey Mantle and Babe Ruth are...but when it comes to people like a girl in class last semester who asked if Michael Jordan was "that one black swimmer guy"..really, have you been living under a rock for 19 years? you don't have to know about sports to know the greats..or to even appreciate the athletic talent that sports take...or the other girl that asked me what sport the world series was...you might go ask well go ask someone the function of a steering wheel..and when i go to a football game with girls, i'd rather not have to explain that "offense" is "the guys with the ball"..and "defense" is "the guys trying to stop them"...there should be a mandatory sports 101 class in high school to save me from questions like these...

Soccer Trick Movie - Celebrity bloopers here

by far my favorite video of all these..i apologize for the language, but..it was too good to not put up...

so i love soccer...sue me..

..and better..

...and they just keep getting better :)

weatherpeople..

one thing that bothers me probably more than anything is the people that feel they need to inform me of the weather..when i am outside EXPERIENCING it...like as I'm walking home from my 8 am soccer class in shorts when it's snowing outside..i'm a semi-smart individual...i definitely know that the fluffy white stuff is snow...what bothers me is as i'm walking home, a girl resembling an eskimo points and the sky and says, "it's snowing!"...huh..so that's what's going on...i KNOW it's snowing, but i just got done with an hour of physical activity (as if my red face and completely gross hair didn't alert her to that fact)...the weird, questioning looks i can handle..even the dirty looks don't bother me...the idiots that feel they need to inform me of the conditions, however, do make me want to repeatedly beat my head against a brick wall..

the state-the-obvious contest was last week...

coming to college has shown me that i am misinterpreted...don't confuse this with misunderstood...i can make myself perfectly clear, but on a first impression basis, people misinterpret me...first of all, i'm sarcastic: it's how my family is, it's how my friends are, and (the most important thing to know) it's mostly always NOT meant to be serious...college has just gone to show me that i need to be more serious, because people don't think i'm ever kidding, which has potential to be disastrous (i have firsthand experience..not pretty). People that know me well know to only take me seriously when i'm swearing, or when the situation demands serious behavior...facial expressions are also a very good indication, and since my face can be read like a book, i think my sarcasm should be picked up on more..

A lot of times I wonder why people take me way more seriously than I intend to come off...the perfect example? my profile picture...most people put up pictures of themselves because they like the pictures..me? i think it's a funny picture..i don't think i should send it to tyra, or that i look amazingly hot in it...i actually think i resemble an overdressed hooker, and therefore am amused by this particular picture...I think this also makes people think that i am extremely full of myself, which i do not think is the case at all...i make jokes about how cool i am, but really i know that i'm a big loser...and i joke about it because i acknowledge this fact...the point to this blog?

..most of the time, i'm joking..

so i'm a blogger

I'm blogging..for some reason that word sounds like it should be associated with vomit...but since I didn't write the English language, I have to deal with the fact that someone named this activity blogging..

and for the record books, I am not a blogger by nature...nothing interesting happens to me (except for the occasional trip up the large staircase at BYU), but since my roommate Jana insisted on something exciting to read, here goes nothing..