Killarney! Dingle! Muffins and Squash!

I wish more than anything that my internet was the best thing ever and I could upload some sweet cool pics from IRELAND. I'll do my best. On another note, but really the same note, I'M IN IRELAND. Did you know? Probably you did, but seriously. It's awesome. There is nothing wrong with life at this moment. We have gone to so many places and done so many things, and I feel like I should be more specific, but I probably won't be. Not right now at least.
Maybe some highlights? K
1. Buying a concentrated juice mix instead of an actual fruit drink and proceeding to try and drink in, most likely with a bunch of Irish people thinking I'm crazy sauce.
2. Singing in the bus and realizing that I still know all the words to pretty much every Backstreet Boys and N'Sync song, and other songs from this decade.
3. Rain and cold and wet and rain and cold and rain and wet. Then the one day I'm smart enough to wear long sleeves, warm and sunny and hot and beautiful!
4. Castles.
5. Katelyn Gentry, Liz Ballif, Mariah Krauel, Janelle Barrett, Katie Hutchings, etc.

I. Love. Ireland.

Maybe here's some this:
haha! Tricked ya! Photos still not working. Death.

pet peeves

i know that sometimes when you are just writing a quick text it can be super easy and understandable to skip out on the punctuation and capital letters but dont you feel that if a person is trying to sound intelligent and witty they should probably conform to proper punctuation rules? i mean its really difficult to read a sentence that has no pauses or periods or any kind of guiding force to help us through it

I just read Eats, Shoots, and Leaves. It's turning me into a jerk/punctuation elitist.

Also, video:
Watch. Embrace. Love.

London Calling

What a cliche song to use. Shame on me. But on the other hand...

Can we just talk about the fact that I'm going to Europe in THIRTEEN days?
What?!

This is insanity. I'm jumping out of my skin.

Oh, hey, more cliches. How ya doin?

Anyone wanna help me pack?

Words, words, words.

I have so many million thoughts twirling and tumbling and screaming out of my head right now, and have for the past few days. And I always want to express them, but then I don't know how. But I really want to, so I'm just going to say some stuff, and it probably won't make much sense, but that doesn't matter too much to me right now.

I think that when a person thinks a thing, they should say that thing to the person they're thinking it about so that everybody knows that there are thoughts that people are having. Because when you don't know that people are thinking those things, then you act stupid and it's no fun.

I'm super excited for lots of other people right now and I hope that they are all really happy and it seems like they are so it makes me happy. If you are one of those people (and you probably are) then yay for you! I'm so happy for you in all your dealings!

I feel like I should be writing more. When I write, I am set loose my feelings so that I don't have to feel them anymore, but they are forever trapped on a piece of paper where they can stay forever. I am especially into poetry at the moment. Good stuff.

My nails are dark blue. The color is called "all night long." I'm not really sure what that means, but I dig it.

I'm looking forward to a bunch of things and I just want them to be here. England for example. I really wish I was in England.

I miss my parents.

I love Provo, but I really need a break for like a weekend, good thing I am doing that.

Despite the fact that at this very moment I am kind of not so great, I could not be more thrilled with my life. There are so many wonders and beauties and happy possibilities that it makes me feel like there is no excuse to be unhappy.

I am choosing to be happy! My mother would be so proud. It took me a second to remember how to spell choosing, how embarrassing.

I hope that nobody feels like they wasted their lives reading this, because I am thrilled that I got to trap these feelings for the world to see.

Mommula

I told my mom that I was going to text her and tell her things I like about her throughout the day. But I didn't do it. I forgot. Because I am terrible. But here are some things:

1. My mom is a great teacher. She was a substitute and a seminary teacher for many years and was always so good at it.
2. She is a really good cook, even though I am picky, I love her food.
3. She always expects the most out of me, even if I don't expect it from myself. She believes in me is what I'm saying.
4. She loves her kids so much and wants to always know that they are well taken care of. I know it is hard for her to have all her kids so far away.
5. She loves the gospel so much and her testimony is obvious.
6. She always does everything that she is supposed to. She goes above and beyond in everything, even though a lot of times she thinks she is not doing enough. Crazy.
7. She is so funny and can make me laugh so much.
8. She has awesome taste in music and it makes me laugh when I go home and find Lady Gaga and Black Eyed Peas cds in her car. She's so cool.
9. I had the best time ever driving to Utah with her last summer. I know it was probably not the greatest for her, but I loved it and felt like I got to know her a lot better. And she helped me with some stuff I was dealing with then.
10. Last summer was very hard for me. Mom helped me through it and was so much more wonderful for me than she could possibly know.

There are about a million more things that I could say, but I think ten is ok. I love you, mom. Even though sometimes I give you really weird nicknames.

The facts were these...

Sometimes I get hit with random bursts of domesticity. Or maybe sometimes I just want to eat something and I can't stop myself from making it happen. But I'm gonna go with the domesticity thing. Here's this:



It's peanut butter pie. I made it. It's delicious. Well actually, that has yet to be proven as it is currently in my freezer getting all frozen so I can eat it right up. I'm so excited. The thing is that the recipe said to use 16 oz of whipped cream, but I only used 8. And you know what? It looks reals good, and I even had myself a little taste, and I think an extra 8 ounces is overrated.

You know what else though? After I finished making the pie, I cleaned right up the mess I made. Because that's what my mom taught me to do. I also did the rest of the dishes, because what-the-heck the sink was so full!

But making pie made me reminisce about Pushing Daisies. That was a good show. Remember? I wish it didn't get cancelled.

iPad!

First of all. Everybody notice that if you turn the title of this post upside down, it still says iPad!. Who's amazed? I am

Second of all, every time I go to tetris.com, which I do often, I see that there is an app for your iPad that you can play tetris! Yay! I would totally use that app.
But you know what? I would probably not use it for anything useful. It would just be a really expensive portable tetris game.

Maybe I'm not giving the iPad enough credit though. I would probably play solitaire too.