we've moved! (ok so i'm not a business, but you get the idea...)

if you haven't seen already, i have a new (and better) blog...check it out if you feel so inclined:
amy-rees.blogspot.com

ten things that have made me happy this week:
1. driving down the freeway with the windows down and my music up (and not getting hypothermia from it).
2. making my niece giggle
3. dinner with my fam
4. sunsets
5. pilates. and not being able to walk the day after
6. letters :)
7. only 3 days left of finals
8. hot tubbing
9. going to a movie theater and seeing a children's movie...with 5 other 21 year old boys (and not being embarrassed to admit it)
10. itunes shuffle playing songs that fit my mood perfectly..
..you can't honestly tell me that you looked at any one of these ten things, and didn't automatically smile when you thought of it..

i'm not a fan of chauvinism, but...i laughed out loud at this one..

found this somewhere...and i liked it..

My bible.

The explanation of why I don’t go out every night fully equipped with my beer, boys, and bad decisions. Why I’m not the loudest, least covered, blondest, biggest chested girl at the party (okay, okay sometimes the blondest). Explanation of why I know there is much more to life than happy hour at my local strip club and of why I choose to keep my top on when someone asks for a photo. Why I know how to strive for my goals, but understand my limits.

Explanation of why I choose to be, and am, a lady.

I know I don’t know it all and I’m ready to learn more. All in time for my 21st birthday. I think this is a monumental time in my life. I didn’t view 20 as adulthood. I viewed it as the second year of my 19th birthday. By 21, I’ll be ready to do it right and as always, do it classy.

“A girl should be two things, classy and fabulous.” —Coco Chanel.

i live in never-never land...

i'm not entirely sure why this happens, but there seems to be a ridiculous phenomenon that occurs in college: people actually LOSE maturity and intelligence...i don't know if it's because some people don't have their mothers around to tell them "you know, i'm not sure that's really a good idea" anymore, but they start to act like toddlers, and age becomes hopelessly irrelevant..for example, the brilliant ones that feel like, since the law says cars are to yield to pedestrians, they are allowed to randomly run out into the middle of the road to cross the street (never mind that the crosswalk is less than 50 yards away), and that cars will magically stop for them...HELLO people, i'm not a magician when i drive..if i can't see you until i'm less than 3 feet away from you, my car will win (ending with you in the hospital)..then there's the activities that young people decide to participate in..for example, pillow fights and blanket forts...what, did we not ever leave the 3rd grade?
and then, my favorite thing is when you pair an extremely childish male with an equally childish female, and the whole level of child-like behavior is taken to a mind-numbing, brain-cell-killing level...without exception, these amazing relationship specimens immediately revert to baby talk..for example, "ohhh baby..wemme see what happened to your eensy weensy wittle toe..does i need to kiss it bettew?" it's all i can do to be in the same room with these people without vomiting..i would be much more happy if peter pan came and took these people to the place where they actually belong..the problem then becomes repopulating provo...