when saying that my life rocks, there is a tad of sarcasm in there.
today Melanie and i went for a little walk. on the way home, a truck drove through a really big slush puddle and soaked me in dirty water. it was great. false. it really wasn't.
mid-terms are this week.
I'm scared.
I'm ready for spring. i tried getting my bike out to ride it because the sun was out, i learned real fast that though the sun may be out in Rexburg in February, its still 25 degrees out side. lame. and my bike has a flat. which i don't quite understand...?
this brought a little tear to my eye. but just a little one.

Rexburg is treating me well.
cup cake cafe and frozen yogurt? yes please.



apparently im really short.

and amazon in bad for me.
they have $5 digital cds.
and movies for $0.60.
and books for $3.00
nuff said.

Salt Lake was way over due. but as odd as it sounds, it feels so good to be back in Rexburg.
I had such a good time with Alyssa and the boys, like always.










(and of course there is a story behind each of these photos. there fore your probably thinking, random.)

oh. and its ok to be jealous of my mickey mouse sweater from Disney Land Paris.
go ahead. drool over it.

and tomorrow:



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but mostly the person on the left.
=)!

only in Idaho do you go to FHE and get a box of hash browns as the refreshments....



and sorry if your quoting this video for the next week.

Ive always had this thing about tucking in my shirt. i think it started in middle school when we had to wear uniforms and it was part of the dress code to tuck in your shirt.
so ever since then i have had, i guess you could call "hatred" against tucking my shirt in.
well, today i tucked in my shirt...and i liked it...!
i guess I'm really growing up.


i thought about going to give plasma to make some money here in the burg.
Ive done it before. and a few of my roommates go twice a week every week.
and then i remembered this:

this is what happened the last time i gave plasma.
i had to wear tank tops for three weeks because my arm was so swollen it wouldn't fit through the selves of my shirts.
so were going to stick with being poor, and not give plasma