I invented a new game.

It's called the make-eye-contact-with-someone-and-then-not-look-away-until-they-feel-so-awkward-they-turn-and-walk-the-other-way game.

I played it on accident today. I was talking on the phone thinking about something completely different but I guess I was hard-core staring down this dude. I broke my concentration just long enough to realize that he had an awkward look on his face and was getting up to move to a different chair out of my line of sight.

I was so amused by this, that I played the game (on purpose) three other times today. People don't like you looking at them it turns out...

Shoot.

"Angry people are not always wise."

I don't know who said that, but they were right. Just ask that stupid tow man I yelled at for 20 minutes this morning.

BCP=PMS

I think I've cried enough this week to last me the rest of the year.

My life is great. Actually it's more than that. It's almost perfect.

But that doesn't mean I don't cry about whether or not we'll have enough money to pay for tuition and food next semester without donating plasma twice a week.

That doesn't mean I don't cry every time I think about my BRCA lab results coming back tomorrow.

That doesn't mean I don't cry when people I love make the wrong decisions.

That doesn't mean I don't cry when I think about my stupid birth control pills making me gain weight right before my wedding.

And that doesn't mean I don't cry when I have finals coming up in a week, I haven't even started on my DIY projects for my wedding and I can't remember where I put my keys.

I'm blaming it on the extra dose of hormones I pop every morning. Screw you Junel.

Being a Grown-up is Overrated.

That's all. That's all I wanted to say.

Floggers.

1. If you started a blog just because you thought you could get rich like nienie... except that you never got in a near- fatal plane crash...

2. If you started a blog just because this one girl you know started one and it was really funny and you want to make people laugh too...

3. If you started a blog because of peer pressure brought on by in-laws...

4. If you started a blog just to have something to talk to your neighbor about in relief society...

5. If you started a blog to vent all of your negative comments out and get attention out of pity...

6. If you started a blog just to keep up with the Jones'...

7. If you started a blog just to steal Betty Sue's super cute home decor ideas...

8. If you started a blog just because you have no friends, no husband and nothing to do on Friday and Saturday nights...

9. If you started a blog just because you wanted to feel cool when you copied and pasted the url of your very own, free website into your facebook info...

10. If you started a blog to post all of the inappropriate things you think of but are too afraid to actually say them out loud....

...then you are a flogger. A fake blogger.

No worries though. I started my blog for at least 5 of these reasons. And I embrace it.

Kids!

I'm sure you already know this because I've talked about it before, but my major is Early Childhood/Special Education and I ADORE it. I love all my classes. I even love all my homework.

Here's Why:

1. In my practicum classes I am teaching 1st and 3rd graders. My first graders get their "b's" and their "d's". One student wrote "I love to ride my dike" about 20 times all over his paper.

2. My third graders are discovering that girls and boys have different plumbing. I got to witness an intense conversation about why girls can't pee standing up while I was on recess duty. I pretended not to listen so that they would keep talking.

3. 3 of my first graders stripped their shirts off during one of my lessons. Later I had to give them a talk on the difference between modesty and nudity. I also had to explain myself to the professor that was auditing me during that lesson. I was in tears that day. Now I can laugh about it.

4. My students call me Miss. Mattinson. They have no clue that I am 19 and don't know the first thing about taxes.

5. Every student worships me if I wear their favorite color and bring them Fun Dip for every holiday.

(I'm pretty sure candy is the secret to all parenting)

Please, for the love.

Look up and laugh at this website:

http://lesbianswholooklikejustinbieber.tumblr.com/

Unless you don't think it's funny that lesbians are proud of looking like a 13 year-old boy.

This is a story about being engaged.

This is a song Austin and I wrote about the woes of being engaged

You finally found someone to love

Your sure that they were sent from above

Your finger finally sparkles bright

And You've got a temple date in sight

Your sittin' up on cloud nine

Then things start running through your mind

Chorus

Just 36 more days

Till we can get away

Hope it goes real fast

Cause I aint gonna last

Ive been waiting 22 long years

Then you came and laid down my fears

Your my little croissant

The only one I want

Saying goodnight is the worst its true

Please one more kiss baby I love you

Chorus

Everybody warns how bad its gonna be

But you're so blinded by love you cant clearly see

I'm tired of going to bed alone

All I want is my husband and a home

Time really needs to speed up

Cause I cant get enough

Chorus

Your hormones are ragin'

But boy you've got to cage em'

Testosterone up the wall

When you hear your woman call

Got to get your girl to the temple

And do it quick cause man your going mental

Chorus

We're glad we listened to what mama said

Cause 3 more months and we'd be dead

We cant wait to tie the knot

Cause things are getting heavy and hot

The moral of the story is don't wait to long

Or you'll be the sad soul singin' this song!

Chorus

That pretty much sums it up