Thursday, January 27, 2011

I copy. and tec things.


ok, so maybe i don't tec things.
but i do copy. and laminate. and print. and cut.
yes, i do all those things.
copy tec, also know as copy T. (love at copy T. hahaha cate.)
is so much fun. for the most part.

Here at copy tec, we hate people.
Here at copy tec, violence is the answer.

When you work with fun people, it's actually bearable.

And It's now getting to the point where we aren't awkward coworkers, but we are friends.
we chat about boys, talk about old people who like to annoy us, and try to scare people with hyrum's face.

I really like when I say, i saw the love of my life at walkers.
And immediately cate says, justin bieber?!
obviously yes.

I'm quite positive that most people that come into copy tec when cate, candace, and I are working think we are ALL on drugs.
But's fine.

Seriously, sometimes work is just so much fun.

Also, sometimes I end up like this...

Friday, January 21, 2011

I loathe you.

Tonight, we got dominated by lone peak.

75-43
yes, you read that right.
man, more than anything I hate losing to lone peak.

High School rivals are tough.
As we were losing, they yelled, "just like football."
how low.

But then, to the Haws' kid, we were all, "tyler's better."
hehe.

Don't fret, the police were there and they wouldn't let me pass to go chat with Mckenna.
You think I'm gonna start a fight? How about those other 20 who got past you?
Purple hair=hooligan.

As Lyss and I were walking out, some idiot walked past us and said, maybe next year guys.
I could only clench my teeth and walk away.
man, I would enjoy punching him in the face.
Lyss and I almost got in a fight, it's fine.
secretly, we would like to throw the first punch in a school fight. preferably against lone peak.

losing to lone peak is the worst.

i have dyed it with some kool-aid.


purple hurr, i've got it.


it's wayyy more purple in person. and not so blue.

I'm obsessed. it's fine.

oh hey doc.

One time, on wednesday, I had to get stitches. In my elbow.

I went to my sisters house to get my hurr done. I'd been there for like 5 minutes. I was sitting in her chair in her basement salon, while we chatted. I stretched my arm back and it felt like a branch scraped me. Turns out, it was the clippers, taking a chunk of my elbow. So I lifted my elbow so Courtney could see it and she was all, take a look at that. So I went up to the mirror and looked saying, Uh, I'm 99% sure that needs stitches. She looked at it again and then exclaimed, "What do we do?!" Then I said, "I don't know, You're the adult!!!!" So we called my mom who was in salt lake with my aunt that just so happens to be a nurse. We sent pictures and they both decided I needed to go to the doctors.
So we wake up her son, Dillon, and rush out the door. Meanwhile my mom is racing back from SLC.
We go to the doctors and indeed, I do need stitches. but, I have a phobia of needles. Luckily, my mom arrived just before they numbed me with a big needle.
Then, they stitched me all up. 5 stitches.
The doctor was quite comical. He thought my sister was just my stylist and that she had brought me because it was a liability or something. so great.
Seriously, who has to get stitches
in their elbow?
And from hair clippers too!
What in the world.
Only me.
pictures? of course.


Monday, January 17, 2011

All of our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them. --walt disney

I didn't want to be a football player, or a baseball player, or in the WNBA.

I didn't have the desire to be a dentist, or a doctor, or a teacher.
No, ever since I can remember I've had the same dream.
In the 3rd grade, for career day, other kids thought I was weird when I wasn't dressed as a celebrity or a teacher.
In junior high, each and every year I went to the exact same career day presentation.
Now, in high school, I can finally pursue those dreams.

All I've ever wanted was to be a hairstylist.
It just so happens that both of my sisters went to hairschool, although it's not their career.
But mine will be. I plan on going on to bigger and better things after highschool ends, and hairschool finishes.
Once I get that license in my hand, I'm gonna go fulfill my dreams.

I've dabbled in the art, but I can't wait to learn for reals.
It's the only thing I've ever been really passionate about.
Sure, I'd like to be an actress or perhaps a singer, or even an author.
But this is where I belong. I can feel it every time I do someones hair.

People have tried to discourage me, telling me I need to go to college, I need to take the ACT and that it's not a good career choice. But I won't have it.
To let go of this dream would be to disappoint myself & the only thing I've ever really wanted.

It's so near, I can almost touch it.
Next year, I'll be there.
Not once in my life have I been more excited for something.

We're searching for schools now. I watched a DVD on Paul Mitchell and the excitement welled up inside me.
When the topic of hairschool comes up, you'll see my face lite up and I'll begin to ramble on and on about how next year, I'll be there.

I can't explain my excitement, or how I'm feeling.
All I know is that next year, my dream will finally come true.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

so uh.

sometimes all my contacts get deleted off my phone.
text me.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

3 words

to describe my feelings at this moment.
and the end of term.

rapid hope loss.


thank you dashboard. we love you.

Friday, January 7, 2011

cause I'm country strong.

I was coerced into getting off work and going to see Country Strong. Boy am I glad I was!
Despite the 2 and a 1/2 stars it got, I loved it!
yes, there were some dumb things like james. we really dislike his character.
but, I loved it still.
Songs are I particularly enjoy are, summer girl--leighton meester (who by the way is so fantastic in it!)
give in to me--leighton meester and garrett hedlund.
country strong-- gwyneth paltrow
There are lots of good other ones, though those are my current favorites.
don't fret because i've already bought the music on itunes.
Another thing I loved about it was this guy.......

who looked like this in the movie,
(man, i love those two.)
I'm unsure as to why this girl hasn't been discovered in the music industry. I enjoy her.

"does this mean we're friends?"
"no."

"don't be afraid to fall in love, it's the only thing that matters."

"you're being very rude right now."

"love and fame can't exist together."

"what would you say if i told you i wasn't miss dallas?"
"I'd probably like you more."

All in all, I'd give the movie a 4.
The music a 5.
And Garret Hedlund a 10 out of 5.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

my life goal.

I was interviewed for this blog.
Ashley Palmer, it was a joy working with you.
Let's go eat pizza in some sewers soon please?
check it out.

you know how I hate surprises.

Life, is full of surprises.
One in particular that bugs me, is who I'm going to eventually marry.
Will he be tall? (he best be.) Will he be dark? White? Do I currently know him? Have I seen him around? Have I ever talked to him? What is he currently doing? Would we be friends now?
Lately, I've been thinking a lot about growing up and moving on.
Thinking about my life in the future. Kids, husbands, jobs, trials, vacations, etc.
I often see mom's and think, I wonder if I'll be like them, all stylish and in heels or in basketball shorts with a ponytail.
I wonder where we'll live and if my kids will be close with their cousins.
I wonder if I'll have a crazy mother in law or one I love to be around.
Will I have troubled teens or terrible twos?
Is a minivan in my future, or a sports car that smells like perfume.
Will I be 30 and unmarried but rich, spoiling my nieces and nephews, labeled as the cool aunt with the best presents?
Will my children starve because of my inability to cook. (probably.)

instead of asking more questions, i feel he is we can better explain this feeling.

Let me riddle you a ditty, it's just an itty bitty, little thing on my mind.
About a boy and a girl, trying to take on the world one kiss at a time.
Now the funny thing about, ain't a story without it, but the story is mine.
And I wish you could say, that it ended just fine.

We all want to know, how it ends.

Oh, happily ever after, wouldn't you know, wouldn't you know.
Oh, skip to the ending, who'd like to know, I'd like to know.
Author of the moment, can you tell me, do I end up, do I end up happy?

Inhale, breathe steady, exhale, like you're ready, if you're ready or not.
Just a boy and a girl trying to take on the world, and we want to get caught.
In the middle of a very happy ending, let's see what we've got, let's give it a shot.
Let's give it a shot.

We all want to know, how it ends.

Oh, happily ever after, wouldn't you know, wouldn't you know.
Oh, skip to the ending, who'd like to know, I'd like to know.
Author of the moment, can you tell me, do I end up, do I end up happy?

We all have a story to tell.
Whether we whisper or yell.
We all have a story, of adolescence and all it's glory.
We all have a story to tell.

Oh, happily ever after, wouldn't you know, wouldn't you know.
Oh, skip to the ending, who'd like to know, I'd like to know.
Author of the moment, can you tell me, do I end up, do I end up happy?

We all have a story to tell.
We all have a story to tell.
We all have a story to tell.
We all have a story to tell.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

2010.

everyone else is doing it, i might as well.

January.
I rang in the new years.
an awkward experience involving phone numbers ensued.
I became friends with megan.
my love for BYU men's volleyball began.
Nikola.
all i wanted was to be 'cool'

February.
My nephew, Max was babtized.
Valentines day was spent in megan's car eating cookie dough.
I anxiously awaited my sweet 16.
Tibbs came to us.
I found love for texas roadhouse.
i laughed so hard I peed my pants.

March.
I turned sweet 16 and gained my license.
My party was a success.
I got a pleasant surprise.
This blog was birthed.
i got my first drama beats shirt.
sweater swing was my first date and it was fantastic.
April.
I asked to morp with a gorilla suit.
Spring break was great.
April showers also bring puddle jumping.
i ordered a pork salad and they forgot the lettuce.

May.
I was a reptile.
I found the Kirbys.
wedgies happened.
I can't be tamed.
jaden wouldn't stop dancing to help me.
MORP.
sunday fires.
Parking tickets were finally paid.
sophomore year came to an end.
cal was born.
June.
We began our mexico trip at 3:45 on june 1st.
It was by far the best mexico trip ever.
I gained lots of new friends.
i was told 'it will go by faster than you can say jaden you are not the smooth criminal and you didn't rule the school."
Jaden left for his mission.
I cried a lot.
My ray ban addiction began.
girls camp was bomb.
strawberry days.
youth conference was lame.
i enjoyed summer.
July.
my dreams were killed.
4th was awesome.
steph and I became friends.
chalking happened.
i was hot dogged.
I still enjoyed summer.
August.
family reunions were awkward.
dope sneaks.
tibbs was vandalized.
we became a square.
FOOTBALL SEASON.
i smelled like a man eryday.
i sent my brother rocks for his birthday.
thursday night dancing.
junior year began.
i missed summer.
Molly was born.
mickell left for Jru.
September.
Tibbs was sold.
Mr. P pridemobile came to us.
i loved me some PG football.
my gramps got married.
i had an awful sickness.
football coaches are bomb.
i was asked to homecoming.
October.
homecoming.
i loved zumba.
i dress up like justin bieber.
sisterwives were stalked.
fall break was lovely.
Oh darling.
i wanted to be a disney princess.
T swift's new cd came out.
Hudson was born.
November.
Football was over.
i was hired at copy tec.
I wanted to watch RAD.
I refused to go outside in the cold.
Harry Potter 7.
I was off to mexico.
sandcastles were a big deal.
i really missed mickell.
December.
brown hair came upon me.
Zanessa broke up.
I loved country boys.
i wanted a JB doll for christmas.
i loved shopping.
christmas and chatting with jaden.
i failed.