All of that whinning and being upset about the antenna ball really was squelched this weekend when somebody-still don't know who-bought and replaced my missing in action ball with a brand new one. I don't know who did it, all I know is that I love them.
I have been having a terrible time lately, and that was the nicest thing anyone has done for me lately, it's kind of topping a lot of things because of it's thoughtfulness. It was such a surprise, I have never felt so special-somebody took the time to fix my problem and make my day. I have tried to find out who it was, but my sources are weak and won't crack. (I had some good bribes). Anyway, who ever you are I have a special spot in my heart for you and how much I appreciate you can't be expressed in words. Thank you for making my year!
October 22, 2007
October 20, 2007
Oh Sleeping Time
Last night I had this intense dream! I hope I can remember all of it. I mostly just remember the end because it was so intense. I need everyone to keep in mind that this was crazy and it will be hard to follow if you don't have an open mind. oh yes and I am going to try and illustrate it the best that I can.
It was a dark and snowy night-it has been for days.
And there is a force of evil within the ward that is causing a lot of tension and oppressive feelings amongst it's members. Our ward was kicking trash trying to get things done and they have started to move all of the singles wards into almost concentration camps, but actually very large churches. So these places are our headquarters, we all live there and the carpet was exceptionally nice. The unfortunate thing was church was our life. Of course we were required to still go to class and live life outside our chapel, but our business was extremely top secret-it had a very 24 feeling to it.
Well people started to disappear, and strange things were happening to our operation. We were suspecting that people were infiltrating our system. Katherine Gee, the head of my department was extremely concerned and was noticing many small things wrong with outside sources.
Well mallory was having a hard time setting up her station. her mac was being replaced with a pc and her strange table wasn't going to cut it. So I was helping her set everything up and I noticed that the table was dangerous and something had to be done immediately. 
So Kyle and Alan left to rent a car for us to use and my dad lended us the keys to another church and we hid the table there. Well we decided that a twin bed had to go to so we got everything over there and the reports started flying all over the news that the bed had been stolen and to keep an eye out.
Lucky for us we had people positioned at the church to be decoys. The girls from number 11 were sleeping there and had created a floor over the top of the gym floor so hidding and get- aways were easier.
Well Alan and Kyle pick me up in the mini van that they rented
and we made plans of how to get out of the state. All the while we are trying to stay in the shadows because nobody suspects us. So Kathrine gives us this flat screen computer with a remote keyboard to take with us for contact.
We pull up to the church and Cannon, Jordan, Sara and Ashley Simmons are all playing tag with their sniper guns that they have set to taze.
Because of the delacacy of the situation we had to take the table and the bed, the bed mostly so we would have something to sleep on. well because number 11 has made this floor we can't get the bed to the door by the car so we decide to just get it outside and then drive the car to the bed.
WELL we get it out there and I got back in for the table and I see the cops driving around the corner. of course these are the fruitland Idaho cops and this officer happens to be officer baladez the resource officer from the high school. Well I yell for Alan to take cover because he was coming his way.
we thought we were in the clear for a split second until we hear him say inside his car "what the!" and he pulls a quick U-turn. So I book it for the car and when I get there here comes Alan around the corner and I have no idea how he didn't get caught.
But for some reason his disguise, which was a boot cast on his left foot kept him safe. So he is hobbling as fast as he can toward the car.
once inside we decide that it's best to just leave Kyle behind then he won't be tied to the crime if we get caught and he can be the go between, whatever that means. So we slowly drive away to make it seem as though we have been there the whole time.
Then I wake up thinking to myself "We still have to figure out how we are going to get the rental car back without people knowing that we have it" so I almost called Alan to find out if he parked it in the Y lot.
It was a dark and snowy night-it has been for days.
And there is a force of evil within the ward that is causing a lot of tension and oppressive feelings amongst it's members. Our ward was kicking trash trying to get things done and they have started to move all of the singles wards into almost concentration camps, but actually very large churches. So these places are our headquarters, we all live there and the carpet was exceptionally nice. The unfortunate thing was church was our life. Of course we were required to still go to class and live life outside our chapel, but our business was extremely top secret-it had a very 24 feeling to it.
Well people started to disappear, and strange things were happening to our operation. We were suspecting that people were infiltrating our system. Katherine Gee, the head of my department was extremely concerned and was noticing many small things wrong with outside sources.
Well mallory was having a hard time setting up her station. her mac was being replaced with a pc and her strange table wasn't going to cut it. So I was helping her set everything up and I noticed that the table was dangerous and something had to be done immediately. 
So Kyle and Alan left to rent a car for us to use and my dad lended us the keys to another church and we hid the table there. Well we decided that a twin bed had to go to so we got everything over there and the reports started flying all over the news that the bed had been stolen and to keep an eye out.Lucky for us we had people positioned at the church to be decoys. The girls from number 11 were sleeping there and had created a floor over the top of the gym floor so hidding and get- aways were easier.
Well Alan and Kyle pick me up in the mini van that they rented
and we made plans of how to get out of the state. All the while we are trying to stay in the shadows because nobody suspects us. So Kathrine gives us this flat screen computer with a remote keyboard to take with us for contact.We pull up to the church and Cannon, Jordan, Sara and Ashley Simmons are all playing tag with their sniper guns that they have set to taze.
Because of the delacacy of the situation we had to take the table and the bed, the bed mostly so we would have something to sleep on. well because number 11 has made this floor we can't get the bed to the door by the car so we decide to just get it outside and then drive the car to the bed.
WELL we get it out there and I got back in for the table and I see the cops driving around the corner. of course these are the fruitland Idaho cops and this officer happens to be officer baladez the resource officer from the high school. Well I yell for Alan to take cover because he was coming his way.
we thought we were in the clear for a split second until we hear him say inside his car "what the!" and he pulls a quick U-turn. So I book it for the car and when I get there here comes Alan around the corner and I have no idea how he didn't get caught.
But for some reason his disguise, which was a boot cast on his left foot kept him safe. So he is hobbling as fast as he can toward the car.
once inside we decide that it's best to just leave Kyle behind then he won't be tied to the crime if we get caught and he can be the go between, whatever that means. So we slowly drive away to make it seem as though we have been there the whole time.
Then I wake up thinking to myself "We still have to figure out how we are going to get the rental car back without people knowing that we have it" so I almost called Alan to find out if he parked it in the Y lot.
October 19, 2007
Some people think they are SOOOOO funny!
Check this out, isn't it beautiful? I happen to like it a lot. In fact let me tell you how much I like (liked) my freaking antenna ball.I went to Disneyland with my home teachers one year. It was one of the most fabulous trips I have ever taken. So I got the ball for my car-that didn't exist it yet.
The first unfortunate time, I went through the car wash and one ear came off. So in respect for how much I loved it, I replaced it.
So golden ear jr. was on my car last October when Alan and I went to Boise for my high school's Marching band competition. Wouldn't you know, some punk thought it would be funny to freaking jack one of my most loved possessions AT CHURCH!!! and then they replaced it with some gay mickey mouse, crappy antenna ball, with some nasty glitter all over it. I hope they stubbed their toes really hard that day.
THEN today, of all days, I am out with Kayley at the mall and we come out and some freak stole my antenna ball. Well I obviously yelled instantly "Are you kidding! somebody freaking stole my antenna ball..AGAIN!" I think I scared the people that parked next to me. They were really nice, they asked me what kind it was and I just laughed angrily about mickey mouse and Kayley just kept laughing at me, which probably made it better for me. Oh but I hope that this punk gets a rash from the glitter. Come on! how in the heck am I supposed to find my car now. I really enjoy the glisten off the ear as I walk around the corner. It's almost like it smiles at me. Not to mention the fact that this one was especially meaningful. Every time I looked at it I always thought to myself, "yeah, that one time that Alan completely surprised me, that was really great." I will never forget that, I felt so special. And now because some jerk took my antenna ball, I feel kinda crappy-like I did something wrong because not only did Alan really make an effort to get that to me, but now I lost it. I should have made it like a "fuzzy-dice" kind of thing, safe inside my car. Poo on the losers that took it.
October 15, 2007
The modified version
i felt like what I posted before was a little too much information, so I modified it and took out some incriminating stuff so other people don't really know who I am talking about. That way I can anonymously vent, and feel better as I don't have anyone to really talk to.
Whew, by the time anyone reads this my moment of need will have passed and it won't matter anymore. Yeah Idaho was great, kind of, being with my family was really great. Maybe it's car rides that make me angry but man I really wish I had somebody to talk to.
When it rains it pours...
So I am at home and my sister has a break down because she has no friends and she broke up with . so that was hard because she was really hurting.
My brother needed some help so my first night home I was up all night with him finishing this cell project for one of his classes, those pictures are to come.
and then I get this text from to say that we needed to talk. So calls me to ask if I am mad at , and well I wasn't. I really am just frustrated with the whole situation really. Mostly because it just seems like my friend bank in that area diminished. I was so excited for everyone to come home and then it didn't work out so well for me. It seems like I am avoided, that may not be the case. But I am afraid to call anybody.
So then my brother forgot his cell project key, so I had to take it into the school for him. I get there and drop it off then I get in the car and I pull off in front of the gym and throw the car into park (still running) and go give somebody a hug. wouldn't you know, freaking officer pulls up like he is going to give me a ticket, gets out of his car and sees that I am not a student, clearly as I am not wearing any of the "school uniform" that they have, which I am angry about that too. So the just says, "this isn't a parking spot" while he walks off as though he had to check something out in the gym. No, he thought I was a student and he was going to do something illegal, like give a ticket for no reason, but I was right there. bucket head.
So I didn't say anything to my family about because I have been working hard lately to make sure they like , and there isn't anything for them to be angry about. not that they would be mad, but they don't agree with what's been going on in the past year. So basically I had to pretend that I am not having a hard time, when I really am.
Then, for church, I show up, and nobody will look at me. Just a few people, like the bishop's wife, and people that know me really well because freaking has messed up and I am sure everyone thinks bad things about me because he can't keep it under control. or I had to tell them that I wasn't engaged-for the second time since I moved away, then I get this pitty, "awww don't worry it will happen for you" kind of comment like it's so sad that I haven't lived up to their expectations.
And then my is doing terrible. He is supposed to waiting to be put on a donor list for a new liver because he is really sick. My is like my dad. I am only a few years younger than he youngest sons, and he treats me like a daughter, almost as though I was his favorite sometime. I am mostly upset because last I hear he is waiting to get on the list, but I know I haven't been told a lot of what is going on. As a temple sealer he has said that one of things that would make him happiest is to marry , and I. As it is, that isn't going to happen at all. I guess I don't know what to think about it. I wish I had someone to talk to about it. But maybe typing it will make it all better, I kinda feel like I am telling a lot of people, but like I said before, not many people read this very often so I don't think I have much to worry about.
So then I have to drive home by myself and I feel like crap and my hip hurts really bad so I had to stop a lot so I could walk around. I feel like an old lady. and of course my thoughts are getting the best of me so I am just letting my mind go wild about everything that is bothering me. so by the time I got home, I really wasn't feeling very good. Actually I purposefully tried not to say much to people because I was afraid of saying something mean.
Then I dropped my dang computer, because the bag strap broke.
And I just wish things were different.
Whew, by the time anyone reads this my moment of need will have passed and it won't matter anymore. Yeah Idaho was great, kind of, being with my family was really great. Maybe it's car rides that make me angry but man I really wish I had somebody to talk to.
When it rains it pours...
So I am at home and my sister has a break down because she has no friends and she broke up with . so that was hard because she was really hurting.
My brother needed some help so my first night home I was up all night with him finishing this cell project for one of his classes, those pictures are to come.
and then I get this text from to say that we needed to talk. So calls me to ask if I am mad at , and well I wasn't. I really am just frustrated with the whole situation really. Mostly because it just seems like my friend bank in that area diminished. I was so excited for everyone to come home and then it didn't work out so well for me. It seems like I am avoided, that may not be the case. But I am afraid to call anybody.
So then my brother forgot his cell project key, so I had to take it into the school for him. I get there and drop it off then I get in the car and I pull off in front of the gym and throw the car into park (still running) and go give somebody a hug. wouldn't you know, freaking officer pulls up like he is going to give me a ticket, gets out of his car and sees that I am not a student, clearly as I am not wearing any of the "school uniform" that they have, which I am angry about that too. So the just says, "this isn't a parking spot" while he walks off as though he had to check something out in the gym. No, he thought I was a student and he was going to do something illegal, like give a ticket for no reason, but I was right there. bucket head.
So I didn't say anything to my family about because I have been working hard lately to make sure they like , and there isn't anything for them to be angry about. not that they would be mad, but they don't agree with what's been going on in the past year. So basically I had to pretend that I am not having a hard time, when I really am.
Then, for church, I show up, and nobody will look at me. Just a few people, like the bishop's wife, and people that know me really well because freaking has messed up and I am sure everyone thinks bad things about me because he can't keep it under control. or I had to tell them that I wasn't engaged-for the second time since I moved away, then I get this pitty, "awww don't worry it will happen for you" kind of comment like it's so sad that I haven't lived up to their expectations.
And then my is doing terrible. He is supposed to waiting to be put on a donor list for a new liver because he is really sick. My is like my dad. I am only a few years younger than he youngest sons, and he treats me like a daughter, almost as though I was his favorite sometime. I am mostly upset because last I hear he is waiting to get on the list, but I know I haven't been told a lot of what is going on. As a temple sealer he has said that one of things that would make him happiest is to marry , and I. As it is, that isn't going to happen at all. I guess I don't know what to think about it. I wish I had someone to talk to about it. But maybe typing it will make it all better, I kinda feel like I am telling a lot of people, but like I said before, not many people read this very often so I don't think I have much to worry about.
So then I have to drive home by myself and I feel like crap and my hip hurts really bad so I had to stop a lot so I could walk around. I feel like an old lady. and of course my thoughts are getting the best of me so I am just letting my mind go wild about everything that is bothering me. so by the time I got home, I really wasn't feeling very good. Actually I purposefully tried not to say much to people because I was afraid of saying something mean.
Then I dropped my dang computer, because the bag strap broke.
And I just wish things were different.
October 08, 2007
Comfortable Things
So in an effort to not study because I didn't really want to I found some pretty fun backgrounds for my computer. This one in particular is one of my favorites. It's called "sheeps." It must be from some movie I don't know about, but it sure is fun. I think the white sheep has just said "hey I really want to go on a date." and the black sheep is thinking, "How am I going to get a car for this. I just crashed mine when I was trying to jump it over the fence last night."
I wish there was a way to amusingly describe how I truly feel right now. But...I don't even know that. I am trying to decide whether or not to go home this weekend. For work the kids have a "Fall break" and I don't have class on thrusdays or fridays so I really could go home thursday morning and leave come back monday morning. I don't know, it's enticing. I have a habit of needed to be hugged when I am having a hard time, and I at least know my brother would cuddle with me. The more I think about it, the better it sounds. Perhaps I will.
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