cherry pie. and websters.

just incase you were wondering what was on my mind this sunday evening i invite you to take a peek into the thing i call my brain. this is only the beginning.


1. i want to crack a smile like its an egg. unfortunately, me, in my desperate attempts to do this i always end up sticky. and shattered. What's up with that? can't i ever do it right? apparently not, otherwise i'd be considered charming. instead I got stuck with awkward. and when it comes to impressing the opposite sex charming is usually more successful than awkward, but thats the card that got dealt to the girl in the hot pink corduroy shorts and tacky tie-dyed top. maybe awkward fits a little better than i like to let myself think. it'll never change though. thats something that in no situation could ever be denied.


2. tomorrow i will crawl out of my bed in the early hours of the morning to run a race. yes. i nolle ercanbrack. will be running, or attempting, to run my very first 5k. unsure of what possessed me into doing such a daunting task is far beyond me. but i am, non-the-less excited. when i finally drag my body to the finish line i will, without a doubt will be hearing the hallelujah chorus. that i already know. so wish me luck because i'll definitely need it.


3. the elderly people in my home ward are the greatest. i love brother nelsons hugs and handshakes. and my dear Brother R. across the street could not remind me more of an agreeable opossum. they are are sweet as cherry pie. and make my heart smile. i am lucky to have them in my life.


4. i have a severe addiction. to the dictionary. Websters. or word book. it's a tie. i like them both too much to determine a winner. But regardless of where they come from words are words and looking them up just happens to be my cup of tea. herbal tea. (do not question my morals. they are fine.) i tell people its just a phase. a phase thats been going on the majority of my life.. at least my addiction is not to pot. (or the drug of your choice.) i'm better off than Scooby Doo. thats a given.

My vocabulary however, is lacking. quite greatly and that is a fact that is more than apparent to any individual who reads what i attempt to write. sorry. i came across a wonderful writer very recently. and for being only 18 she is spectacular. i deeply aspire to be as witty and creative as she is with her words. 

yours truly-nolle.