it's just that it's delicate

Chances are, if I have a lot on my mind, I won't tell anyone. The following are good indicators.

My nails are painted

My toilet is spotless

The floors shine

The dishes are done

I'm wearing a head band

The Kitchen is clean

Candles are lit

There's a cup of mostly untouched tea sitting somewhere near me.

Tonight, all apply.

things you don't know

• Among the greatest experiences of my life was the time about 5 weeks ago when I successfully completely every square in the NYT crossword.
• I do not know how to spell 'weird', and just about 2 years ago I learned how to spell 'awesome'.
• I think about exactly three things all day- going to the gym, reading my scriptures, and if I'm going to spend or save money. As far as priorities go, you could say mine don't suck.
• Another high point of my life was 2 Christmas' ago when I was lost and confused but after a 4 month hiatus from Chocolate, I ate half of a Special Edition Reese's Christmas Tree. The joy can only compare to that which came from the white fruit in Lehi's Dream.
• I love my mom, I love my blonde hair and I love my religion- but I take no offense to jokes about either because anyone ignorant enough to tell them doesn't deserve attention
• Masochism is not a strong enough word for the faith I put in undeserving men.
• For my 22nd birthday I gave myself the gift of anti-aging serum and skin overnight skin repair. I use both religiously.
• Every night I have a different weird dream that I can never remember. I only remember the way they made me feel and that feeling makes me want to stay awake forever.

Perspective

I know I said New Moon gave me perspective but clearly I was being dramatic. The book has the worst of happy endings where she realizes her grief was unnecessary because he only left her because he loved her. Meow. Lame. I need a new mourning muse.

I resorted to the one thing that will never fail to give me perspective. Spending the afternoon in an orphanage in Mexico. How can you be less happy than children who have nothing? You can't. How about that for looking at the bigger picture. . .

If you're smart you'll realize this has very little to do with pimples

Makeup is a band-aid fix. If I choose to eat miniature reeses for lunch on Friday, I will wake up on Saturday with new friends on my face only concealable with copius amounts of bare minerals. The makeup doesn't take away the redness or the pain, it just hides it for a while. I'm all about those band-aid fixes. Distractions that keep you from thinking about the one thing you want to think about. The fact of the matter is that eventually you get sick of the distractions, you take off the bandaid, you remove the makeup. What remains is the same sore that was there before. It has been strategically ignored but is ready to hurt you until you pay attention to it.

Thankful Wednesday

-Michael Buble.
-Finishing the New York Times crossword for the first time in my life. Yes I am one of those outdated people who still reads the newspaper and lives for Ken Ken and the Crossword. You laugh now but when you retire and don't know how to act like a 70-year-old you'll come crying for advice.
-College graduation is around the corner plus 7 months.
-On Saturday I start working out with my personal trainer for three weeks. The goals is to look like Dara Torres at the end.
-As if I need another reason to love my new car, it totally kicks butt in the cold. Warms up completely in about 45 seconds. So thankful.
-Purple tights.
-Jay-Z and Kyria. Who on Saturday will be one in the same.
-PAM JOHNSON'S MAGIC HANDS.
-The best solution to any problem being found on my knees.
-New Moon. Perspective. Seriously, at least my blood sucking soul mate didn't leave me alone in a town with no department stores.

PIcture day

Picture that make me happy right now.

Missing my efy buddy.

Cute little bff

Miss my cousins.

Halloween costume. nbd.

Something I ACTUALLY did today

Painted my nails in class. I tried to hide it with my laptop but professor knew what I was doing. How sad that the only time I have to pamper myself is in class?