A Friday Rant

I can't believe it's September 28.  Where did this month go??

I mean, it feels like yesterday Kailey and I were screaming at the top of our lungs because we hit the "PURCHASE" button for our concert tickets.  That's tomorrow!! And tonight I'm heady to the Yucky/Blecky/Ewwwey  Y to watch the Hawaii game. . . GO HAWAII!!

I think I have a problem.  I'm sitting here with Facebook, Tumblr, Skype, Blogger, Grooveshark, Itunes, and How to Lose a Guy in 10 days playing.  Oh and my phone is sitting next on my lap.  I ALWAYS have to be doing something.  *twitch* I'm a technology addict.

But.  Last night I gave it all up.  I turned off my computer and TV and read a book.  Actually I read 2 books.  I'm so proud of myself.  Then I had karaoke night.  With myself.  Because that's what cool people do when nobody else is in their apartment.  A kitchen is so much better than a shower.  For the singing aspect.... not the "imma get naked and wash my hairs" aspect.  Keep that in the bathroom.

Okay. The new Mumford & Sons CD. AMAZING!!  I just love them in general...

Well, I'm going to go take my fall inspired nails (they're orange, but my ring finger is red) and make me some foods.  Yogurt, granola, and raspberries here I come!  I love you guys.  Thanks for reading. You're the best.

xoxo,

mo

p.s.

yeah... my ring finger is a tad demented... 

in elementary school i was legit.

bascially that means i was the only girl who

played sports with the boys during recess

i "sprained" my finger playing football

it looks like i broke it.

sprain. HA!

Subtitles Please

I have this growing obsession with those movies that requiere you to have subtitles in order to watch them.  I mean, it's gotten to the point where I don't even realize a movie isn't in English until someone gives me a weird look.  There are some really fantastic movies/documentaries out there in non-English.  I'd give you a fantastic list full of movies... But I've forgotten which ones I've watched. . . *sigh*

I do remember this one.  It's called "Boys Before Flowers" and it's every bit as bizarre as the title.  It's in Korean and so oddly addicting.  Just thinking about it makes me want to go watch the next episode.  If you have massive amounts of free time and are interested in Korea's most popular TV show, you should really check this out.  Then we can gossip about it together.  I mean, until Once Upon a Time comes back I don't think I can find anyone to gossip about my foreign documentaries about. (I LOVE Once Upon a Time. AHHHHHH)

Oh my goodness.  It's incredible how fast your phone will start working once you delete over 5,000 text messages off of it.  I feel like I have a brand new phone! Yay!

I'm going to go find something productive to do.  Something not involving Glee, 16 and Pregnant, Boys Before Flowers, or random documentaries in Icelandic.  I'll probably go eat a salad too.

xoxo,

mo

Give Me Bacon!

Sometimes I get into these moods that are just down-right bizarre.  Seriously.

Exhibit A)
A bunch of people doorbell ditched my apartment.  Well, really?  How mature are you?  There's this thing called a peep-hole that I can look out of and see you're not there.  And yes, in the event you were actually the Keebler Elves and left me a delectable plate of cookies I opened the door. Nope.  Nada.  Squat.  I hate you.  My hopes were so high.  I can totally hear you snickering in the stairwell.  So I wrote you a note.  "GROW UP"  That's what it said.  I was tempted to write this though:

Dear fantastic people in lack of stimulating entertainment,

I am sorry you are so unfortunate you don't have boyfriends, 

but knocking on random doors hoping there is a boy behind it

is not going to get you closer to the one thing you desire the most:

a wedding.  Yes, you probably are the ripe old age of 19 and worried

that if you wait any longer you'll be out of the "ripe" years of 

child-bearing.  I have some advice for you.  First of all, you should 

knock on the doors of men.  Not me.  I'm a girl and I'm not even

single, so if for some reason you play for the other team.  Not going 

to happen.  Second of all you should at least deliver a tasty treat

to make up for the fact I had to haul my butt off the couch whilst

studying to figure out nobody was there.  Thirdly, if you're looking

for a man and you leave a treat, don't go with the cliche' cupcakes

or cookies.  Go for something manly.  Leave a plate of sizzling hot

bacon.  Come on, who wouldn't fall in love with you if you left

a plate of bacon at their door?  Fourthly, grow some lady balls and

just stand at the door with your bacon in person.  There's no need

to run away.  I'm sure there's a boy desperate enough to accept

you and your bacon for who you are.  He'd probably like to picture

the face that gave him a piping hot slab of pig.  If you need anymore

relationship advice give me a ring.  I'll accept tickets to Thriller or 

the Trans-Siberian Orchestra as my payment.

Thank you.

Your neighbor in 303

Yeah, I'm going to go tape this on my door now.

Exhibit B)
I ran into my door.  Like full on *BAM* into my closed door.  Who does that??  That's not the most embarrassing part though... As my Nasal cavity impacted the solid oak/pine/random tree plank the first thing that popped into my head was "OH NO!! Dobby sealed the entrance to the platform!! How am I going to get to Hogwarts now?!"  Somebody please help me.  I've never been obsessed with Harry Potter, or Lord of the Rings, or Doctor Who.  *cringe*  Am I turning into one of "them"? (I respect them.  They devote more of their life to the above 3 shows than I did to debate and AP gov... and that's A LOT of devotion.)  I prefer Glee currently.  I'm a gleek.  hehe.

Exhibit C)
You just read this post didn't you?  You now understand.

xoxo, 

mo

p.s.

Give Me Chestnuts Roasting

Sometimes my hair is so weird. I like it.

I WANT CHRISTMAS.

Seriously.

I want it here.

Now.

So bad.

Or....

Maybe just an extensive playlist of Christmas music looped for hours on end.d

My roommates would kill me.

I'm so on it. 

October 1st is offically

"Christmas Music Marathon in Apartment 303"

Yes.

It's offical.

I love it.

When I compile the perfect playlist I'll share it.

xoxo,

mo

I'M VEGAN!!

Once upon a time I decided to become vegan.  That lasted 5 minutes.  But I pretended, guess what we ate?!

Yes. These are vegan. If. . . You use dairy-free chocolate. *Sigh*

I didn't have dairy-free chocolate.

My Vegan-ism literally lasted 5 minutes.  But they can be vegan and they're gluten free. How legit am I? They're seriously little clouds of chocolate heaven.

Then I made my Vegan dinner.  It's delicious. I actually eat this a ton. . .  Basically it's whole grain pasta, pesto, zucchini, tomato, celery, and spinach.  Sooooo good. We live off of this.

I've figured out what I will eat as a college student. . . So if anyone is feeling generous and wants to send a fantastic package to some cool girl to PO BOX 4770 150 east College Ave Ephraim, Utah and has some strange desire to pack food into the box these are great:
Apple Cinnamon Oatmeal

Honey Nut Cheerios

Dark Chocolate Carnation Instant Breakfast

Whole Grain Pasta

Zucchini

Canned Tomatoes

Popcorn

Lipton Chicken Noodle Soup

Limeade Pops (Commonly referred to as "Margarita Sticks")

Dried Apples

Starbursts

Emergen-C Packets (in raspberry, tangerine is icky)

Hot Chocolate

Teriyaki Sauce

Yup. 

That is literally all I eat.  

It's delicious. *Yummmm*

Dear Toesies,

Please warm up, 

don't fall off.  I like you.

xoxo,

mo

Letters Past Midnight

Dear Eucalyptus Hand Sanitizer,
You make me smell like a man.
A minty man.
xoxo,
mo

Dear Brenda,
Why in the world are
we making cookies at
12:34. Oh yeah, we're in
college, that's why.
xoxo,
mo

Dear Mo,
You're tired. Don't make
cookies.
xoxo,
mo

Dear Mo,
You're making cookies,
that's it.
xoxo,
mo

Natural Hair! Boom!

Look at my hair!! 

Guess how I did it?

I woke up, 

showered, 

sprayed it with hairspray,

and brushed it out an hour later.

So, does that mean my

hair is naturally wavy?

That'd be supa legit!

I'm cool.

xoxo,

mo

Please Read This

I love my roommate Brenda.  She's so good about getting me out of our apartment.

So tonight she dragged me to service club.  All I knew was there was going to be free food.  I went and there were a ton of ESL and international students.  Oh crap.  I was going to have to talk to people? Ahhhhhhhhh,. .. . ..

We were assigned a person to be "buddies" with and we were supposed to talk to them and help improve their English.  For two hours.  Ohmygoodness I haven't talked to ANYONE that long here.

I was assigned a hispanic/latino/mexican lady.  Pick your own politically correct word.  And I was grumpy.  She was older.  And looked not very nice.  And I wanted to leave.

I am so glad I didn't.  She was the nicest lady I've ever met.  And I was so privileged to meet her.  She came to the US 16 years ago when she was pregnant with her son and had 2 kids already.  She asked me what I was studying in cool and I mentioned I might want to be a doctor and she told me back in Mexico she was a midwife.

Oh my goodness.  What are the chances?

I told her that's what I'd want to be!  Then she told me about being a midwife in Mexico.  Her mother was one, and she would sometimes not be home for days because she had to deliver babies is all the villages.  When her brother came here to work and sent money back her mom used it to build a big room so the mothers could have their babies there, and she could be home with her kids.  The lady I was with started training to be a midwife when she was 14 and went to the hospital to study and get her midwife certificate.  How cool is that?

But when she came here there was no way for her to be certified in anyway, even though she had been doing it for over 20 years.  I feel like that is really sad and ridiculous.  She was most proud of the fact no mother or baby died while she took care of them, because that's extremely common in Mexico.

We then talked politics.  :) She's voting for President Obama.  Yes.  She's a citizen.  She told me all about that.   She studied for over a year to pass the citizenship test, and it took her 15 years to become a citizen.  Her nerves really got to her the nights before, but she told me the only way she passed that test was because "God helped" her.  How incredible is that?

She's a mother of four.  Her oldest son is in the National Guard, her daughter is a sophomore at Snow, her next son is 16 and quite the lady's man, and her youngest son is 6.  She works full-time at a laundry mat and her husband works in the fields out in Santaquin.  They live in a  tiny trailer and she spends her nights at English classes, trying to improve her English.  It's pretty darn good.

All she could talk about was how much she loves her kids and how she is trying to raise them to be the best people they can be and teach them to have faith in God.  I have never met a family that had so little, but they were the most cheerful, upbeat, happy people I have probably ever met.  She really was an incredible example to me.

She told me to make sure I don't have any babies before I'm done with school, gave me a hug, and then said, "I will pray to God for you.  He knows you."

I was supposed to teach her English and help her,  but she taught me more about life in 2 hours than I've figured out in 18 years.  I am so incredibly grateful for the opportunity I had to meet her.

More Faces

OH MY GOODNESS!! I have a new follower!

Oh. It's just my mother. 

I am so cool. I'm dramatically looking away.

Hai! I'm chipper today.

I wonder what happens when you take your hair out of a bun....

Guess who got 100% on her anatomy quiz today??

I DID!!

xoxo,

mo

Welcome to My College Faces

Hello. I am tired.  But I'll pretend that I'm not going to fall asleep in the next five seconds.

I miss ya'll!! This was my first weekend not coming home, but I went up to the (icky, gross, blecky) Y campus and chilled with all my besties there. We watched the BYU v. Weber State game.  That was gross. And hot. And my poor little nose got all crispy-like.  You can't tell though.  Cause I use a fancy little invention called make-up.  GO UTES!!

College is so fantastic! Hooray!! 

Guess what? I'm running another half-marathon in October.  This is what my face looks like every time I think about it.  Running. Grossssss.  But oh, so nice at the same time.  Seriously.  I feel like crap the days I don't run.  So.  I run.  A lot.

All-in-all I'm pretty chipper.  I love being able to see my best friend all the time.  It's the best.

I LOVE YOU GUYS!!

xoxo,

mo

p.s.

go read this now.

Hello September!

Fun fact: September is my favorite month.  I love the cool weather, (sweater weather is better weather), the changing leaves, the rain/snow, and the fact I get to pull out my hot cocoa and apple cider! Yum.

Isn't that just gorgeous? *sigh* This will be a good month. 

A ton of things has happened this week.  I can't even start to explain.  So, I'm not going to. 

Want to hear something terrible?

I've lost weight.

So now my pants don't fit.

*GAH*

I think I'm the only female in history to be mildly upset about losing weight. 

That's my only complaint.  Life is so, so good right now.  I wouldn't change anything about it. 

It's just going to get better.

Dear Kitten,

One day I will own

you and we will

snuggle.  Because 

that's what kittens

are good for. 

Snuggling.

xoxo,

mo

Dear Tandoori Oven,

I miss your face. 

By face, I mean 

incredibly delicious

food.  Please get in

my stomach.

xoxo,

mo

Dear Rain,

We're in a love-

hate relationship.

Let's just get back to 

love.  Stop raining 

when I'm driving 4

hours. Thanks.

xoxo,

mo

Dear Korea (the south version),

You're legit.  

And lucky.

xoxo,

mo

Dear Concert Tickets,

You are delightful.

I cannot wait to use you

and my ears shall be

filled with beautiful 

music. Thank you 

Imagine Dragons. 

xoxo,

mo

Dear Tumblr,

You're addictive.

xoxo,

\mo

p.s.
read this.