1. I ate a cantaloupe the other day. no not a whole one. just a small faction of one. it was better than i remembered it ever being. i suppose i could eliminate my previously made statement- "i don't even like cantaloupe." because i've come to the realization that i kind of like cantaloupe. maybe.
2. sleeping outside on a trampoline with nearly zero blankets and two other teenage girls will result in those three individuals spooning all night to stay somewhat warm. do not question our morals. we were practically in the Arctic ring. what would you do in a situation like that?
3. i've heard by word of mouth of a joshua james concert. soon. in the area. i will do whatever i can to melt like honey in the audience. theoretically speaking. but nonetheless one of my dreams that has seamed almost unrealistic could have a life. lets all cross our fingers. and hope for warm honey. and mr. james.4. i miss clara toni dahl with my whole heart!
5. The Female species is utterly and completely messed up. i know only a small handful of girls that are worth my time and energy. the rest are stupid and have no importance to me. that is why from now on i will only be friends with boys. they are far less dramatic and unrealistic. and the majority of them are funnier too.
6. i painted Abe Lincoln on a penny bank. yes mr. president. oh ode to abe. and 1 rooster saying god save the queen. "I'm patriotic."
7. we like calling storey kitty.
8. today we went on an adventure that included. 4 wild children. 1 bloody knee. a few drumsicks. some bicycles and a couple books from the orem library. nothing beats summer time. and tatter-tot casserole.
9. i really like that peach cobbler. ;)
10. and because upside down pictures are spicy here:
i just imagined you turning into honey starting with your hair and slowly disolving all the way down to your toes. and everyone made an awkward circle around the former nib as you melted away and joshua james stopped playing and we all just stared. and then he started playing again in the way only he can and everyone started splashing in the giant pool of honey and throwing it around and then eating it and licking it off of ourselves and each other. like a paint/dance party, only this time it's a nib turned honey party. except for me. i just stood there bewildered. a-i don't like to dance. b-if nib is now honey being thrown around and licked up, what am i to do?
ReplyDeleteanswer: guess i'll learn to dance. only for joshua james. that way i can turn to honey. then they can lick me up too and i won't have to worry about missing you.