quote of however-long-I-feel-like:

Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things - trees and grass and sun and moon and stars.

Suppose we have.

Then all I can say is that, in any case, the made - up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones.

-Puddleglum, The Silver Chair

Thursday, January 28, 2010

little letters (yeah, i'm copying. whatevs)

dear weekend,

get here already. for reals.

dear antoine de saint-exupery,

i love you so much. you are a genius.

dear bagels,

i'm sorry for not being patient with you. i've possibly eaten 7 in the last 24 hours. my poor tummy.

dear english gods,

please grant me the strength to write this paper before i go to bed tonight.

dear 6 a.m. shift of work,

you are killing me. these gloves aren't protecting my hands from the chemicals that burn through plastic. and these early morning bosses are kinda mean.

dear byu women's basketball team,

i hate you.

how are you 500 times more disgusting than the men? 90% of the time, they get the pee into the toilet. whereas, everyday i have to wipe the urine from the girls' seats! yeah, that crap that you left on the floor last night, i "put it away" so i could vacuum up your pizza mess and toe nail clippings. meaning, if it was by one cubby, i threw it in the cubby completely opposite yours. have fun with that. also, how does a pepperoni get stuck on the wall?.... bah! i'm glad you lost last night.

dear pack of colored paper i bought earlier this month,

why do you not have grey?

dear wall,

thanks for letting me get all color-me-katie on you. it's fun.

dear mom,

happy birthday on sunday, i won't tell anyone you're turning forty.

dear boy,

is it okay if we carve watermelons instead? it might be hard to find pumpkins this time of year.

dear taxes,

i'm so excited to get money back from the government. whoop whoop!

dear paper,

fine. i'm coming.

art in the future home part... ?

So, instead of cleaning out the freezer like I'm supposed to be doing, I've been looking up cool ideas for art. Here are the results:

... meaning, I really only found one. But hey, at least I got a lot of good quality scheming done.


Tuesday, January 26, 2010

because i'm not original.

my bucket list:

  • create my own non-profit organization
  • become good enough to get paid for my photography
  • to create all the art that will be hung in my house
  • to learn enough sign language to be able to communicate with my family without speaking

Sia | Soon We'll Be Found from Concord Music Group on Vimeo.

  • be able to carve a carousel horse or dragon for each of my children
  • to visit every continent at least once
  • to adopt a child
  • to start one of those stores where everything is free
  • to learn to play the violin, or cello, or mandolin, or any instrument really
  • to bike across the country
  • to go scuba diving
  • to grow an apple tree

  • to have an immaculate library that competes with the one from beauty and the beast
  • to read all of the harvard classics
  • to drive a bull dozer 
  • to go swimming with whales
  • to have a food fight
  • to go swimming in jell-o
  • for some reason everything else just seems so cliché
So that's all you get for now. ha!

good food.

There's a real post coming. I promise.

Monday, January 25, 2010


happy snow.

Friday, January 22, 2010


So, apparently I exhausted my ability to type what I'm thinking.

Instead, I'll just show you some pictures from my homework for my photography class.

Nothing great really, but I do love this tree.

We were just supposed to explore different settings on our cameras. So... yeah.

Sunday, January 17, 2010


I just really like cuddling.

Saturday, January 16, 2010


So, I want to try writing. It's been a long time (maybe never) since a post contained my voice. So I'm going to let my mind wander. Maybe I'll throw in a picture later. Also, there is nothing that requires you to read this. I realize that my blog is mostly for me.

Wow. Knowing that I'm going to post this one, I tried to type a sentence and just got really scared. I guess I'll have to start with lighter matters.

Such as socks.

I love my socks today. They are mismatched but still coordinated. One has little whales on it, the other is argyle, but both are purple (which happens to be MY favorite color).

I really don't like it when socks are too tight or on for too long. They leave that awful red mark and indentions where the elastic was. And for some reason, they tend to itch. Although, it is kinda cool to run my fingers over the ridges. I'm all about texture people.

I think I've found my soul mate. Not really, but this chick is still incredibly awesome. I met her after ward prayer on Sunday. While being a recluse and reading my book on the couch, she sits down next to me and introduces herself. We got to talking, and it was good. Before we knew it, a different ward's prayer was starting. We both decided to stay for the experience. And boy am I glad we did. First of all, this ward is amazing. Anytime someone is introduced or stands up in the front, every single person cheers and screams for the individual. It might be sacrilegious, but I don't care. We've already had three spiritual hours on Sunday. And you know that there are some people who have never been cheered for in their life. And it was nice to pretend to be in such an enthusiastic ward. Also, this girl named Cecile/Rose just invited me to go llama attack people! How cool is she?

Anyway, just got back from our little escapade. Ees good. Well, weird actually. Why is it so much easier to talk to certain people than to others? Is it the subject matter? Is it some imaginary connection, like a life line, or a soul string? Whoa. What if it is? Or what if I'm just really tired and trippy? Anyway, again, why is it that with some people you just seem to click? Whereas with others, it's a burden trying to carry on a normal conversation? I apologize to those that feel it is/was a beast to get to know me.

Also, I really like my hair. I also happen to like that the gender confusion comments have decreased. I'm considering a jedi braid next (meaning I'm prolly gonna do it, but possibly just for a week). Thoughts?

Reyna, if you read this, I'm grateful for our sexfiles night. It was needed.

One of my resolutions was to either paint or draw one piece of art a month. That need is back. If only I had the materials or the time. Also, I really do love Calvin and Hobbes. So much wisdom from those two.

I love lists. Happy lists, to-do lists, accomplished lists, pros & cons lists, book lists, and especially grateful lists.

Also, yay for languages! And fun colored nails. And for being a girl. And pajama pants.

I discovered this week that I can't be patient at all for things that I really really want. Good thing there are other virtues aside from patience. Can't think of any right now, but it'll come to me.

Apparently I have a one track mind right now and can't think of anything interesting to say. I'm tired. Sorry.

I blame him:

Also, I might really like this boy (in the sixth grade sense of the word of course).             :)

For he is good.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

grateful for:

  • flights getting delayed. 
  • seeing old friends from over 2 years ago.
  • friends that don't succumb to my tendencies to avoid hanging out. 
  • teachers that are willing to keep a class of 2 students going. 
  • $1 sundaes at mcdonald's. 
  • realizing how small the mormon world is. 
  • my awesome ability of memorizing arabic in a really short amount of time. 
  • snow that keeps dead birds frozen.
  • sexfiles.
  • all nighters for reasons other than homework.
  • a public transit system in utah.
  • sleep.
  • books.
  • new music.
  • brycen's impersonations. 
  • thought provoking conversations/individuals.
  • friend ladders.
  • avoiding buying textbooks.
  • roommates that laugh at all of my jokes. 
  • the fact that metapod evolves into a buterfree. 

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

i hate:

  • trying to talk myself out of something. 
  • friends that leave.
  • not having my ipod.
  • the cold.
  • being in a bad mood.
  • realizing that all of my food requires me to cook.
  • hate lists.
  • how dry utah makes my skin.
  • the slush that won't go away.
  • not having a job. 
  • realizing that there aren't enough hours in the day.
  • runny noses.
  • feeling behind in a class that just started.
  • a lot of things right now. 
-thanks dani brubaker

Sunday, January 3, 2010


Today is a happy post.

i started a flickr account. gimme time to put stuff up there.

i leave for provo tomorrow. pretty excited for my classes.

found my temporary tattoos.

watched a movie with sydney and spencer and kicked their butts during a pillow fight.

fit some of my books into my carry-on bag. unfortunately it might be too heavy for me to get in the overhead bin.

watched matilda last night.

i get to wake up before four a.m. tomorrow

... wait. that wasn't a good one.

calvin leaves for london on thursday.

...that's not one either. gimme a sec.


Saturday, January 2, 2010

science montage.

The rat's perturbed; it must sense nanobots! Code grey! We have a Helvetica scenario!

10th grade.

Bwahaha. Look what I found. This just makes me laugh.

When we leave this world and give up the ghost, the friends we surround ourselves with won't be what is remembered. How we treated our friends will be recalled. The books one writes, not the books one reads. The painting created, not the paintings bought. The music composed, not the music heard shall continue on and represent the true identity within an individual, separating one from another. These are the tools one uses to carve their name forever among the great mortals in history. 

Slightly hypocritical of me. Just sayin.

Friday, January 1, 2010

i think it runs in the family

yeah. it's easier to put it on facebook. sorry reyna.

farewell christmas.

this was supposed to be a picture of dennis catching the house on fire, but since my camera hasn't learned how to properly focus yet, i get this.

happy i'm-not-going-to-say-it!!!

Hi! [In your voice reyna]

This is ninja bunny.

he's good. 

his trainer: sam

I, however, am apparently really bad at ninja photography.

really bad.

this is reyna telling a story. 

for some reason it looks like he's wearing a glove. 

scully and mulder.

oh. and dennis was there too. =P

more stories. aren't they great?

masters of the universe!


and this is langley. just sayin.