Tuesday, December 30, 2008

New Year's Resolutions

*Work out every single day
*Only drink water, green tea, and 100% fruit juice
*Eat more sushi
*Meditate everyday
*Be more positive
*No more procrastinating
*Use my planner everyday
*Write more blogs
*Always use my check register
*Spend my money less
*Give myself manicures and pedicures every weekend
*Always wash my face before I go to bed no matter how tired I am
*Always look presentable
*Read a bood a month
*Learn a new word everyday
*Keep my room and my house clean
*Be completely out of debt by 2010
*Stick to a budget
*Get 6-8 hours of sleep every night
*Be even more social
*Always keep touch ups with me
*Be more adventurous
*Eat healthier foods
*Plan my wardrobe for the whole week
*Always have an extra outfit on hand
*Only take 10 minute showers

One More Day...

I'm trying to get into shape for New Years. Unfortunately, I slacked a little bit and now, I realize, New Years is tomorrow. I started my strict no sugar and sodium diet yesterday and also ran for 30 minutes... I will do the same today and tomorrow.
Of course, we all know that you can't noticably lose weight in three days (although that would be very ideal), but hopefully it will keep me from looking bloated.
Besides not looking bloated on New Year's Eve, I have other goals to accomplish... like finding some hot guy to make out with at midnight, let me explain my theory to you:
Everybody knows that how you spend your New Year's is how the rest of the year will turn out, if you don't know, you should. Let me share a few examples with you so you can see what I'm talking about.

My senior year in highschool, I got my wisdom teeth removed on New Year's Eve. All day I was sleeping off the pain and hardly able to eat without throwing it back up (thought I'd give you and image too lol). When midnight came around, I was sitting alone in my room watching movies. The rest of the year, I basically sat at home, alone, watching movies. It sucks, especially because it was my senior year and I didn't get to participate in all of the things that you should your last year of school... although, I did get to go to prom-- with a friend<:0
This one year, I made out with a guy at midnight, and I had a very good year. That was the year that I moved to Florida and lived right across the beach. That was the year that I became extremely social and made lots of friends. That was the year that people wanted to know if I was coming to the party and if I wasn't, they would try to make me. I had an amazing year, not to mention, I was not short on the guys having interest in me.
Last year, I went to a New Year's bash with friends and a guy I really liked, but didn't feel the same about me. At midnight, I didn't kiss anybody, I was standing in line to ride the bull. The guy I liked, went home shortly after midnight, and didn't bother to say anything. That year, I met guys that only messed with my head. That year, I found out that I was only good enough to be a friend. That year, I really missed all of my other friends. That year I was going insane, because I could no longer be the social butterfly I once was because of the major cultural difference.
This year, I am determined to make out with someone at midnight. I will not be the socially akward girl standing in the corner while everyone else is ignoring her. I will not be the girl who lets a complete jerk break her heart. I'm going to be the girl that kisses the guy at midnight and gains her social ruling once again. Things are going to be a lot better for me this time, I can feel it:)

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Sometimes Neighbors are Good

In Utah, it snows, a lot, and right now, it is deffinately snowing, a lot. During the week, I drop my sister Becky off at school and then pick her up when the day is done. My car is only a front wheel drive, so sometimes it makes it hard to get up the hill, and even harder to get up my driveway. A couple of days ago, when I went to go pick up my sister, she informed me that one of our neighbors, Patrick (or Patches as we call him), needed a ride.
I had no problem with that because he lives right next to us, but I told him he would have to walk from our house to his house because I didn't want to drive over there. When I got home, I got stuck in the driveway (hahahaaha), and then I told Patches that since we were nice and gave him a ride he would have to shovel us out.
Well, it was starting to get cold, and we had to stay out to make sure that he continued shoveling, so he suggested we call his dad and have him come over and shovel our driveway.
Before I go any further in the story, let me give you a little background on this family. They live right next door to us, and they are the craziest people I have ever met. You have Robert who's the dad... he's a really nice guy, but he's kinda creepy at the same time (I think he has a crush on me and my sister... ew). Then there's Dannette,the mom, and she is strange. She's always wearing scrubs and she doesn't even work at a doctor's office. Not only that, she has this stupid "I'm a bitch" look permanently glued to her face and she's always squinting and whining and complaing about something.
Now, we have the kids. First, there's the oldest, Bobby, he's 25 I think, and I'm pretty sure there's something wrong with him. He thinks that just because a person is nice to him, that they are dating. Not only that, he is the worst driver ever, he goes really slow, and when he's talking to you, he pulls over on the side of the road. As far as I know, this kid hasn't even kissed a girl before. Next we have Jamie who is 24 or something like that. She's been married and divorced already and has two kids and is still living with her parents. Granted, her ex-husband is a jerk and left her with nothing, but she might as well be just like her mother. Then, there's Dave and he's 21 or just about. He has a girlfriend who used to be the sweetest girl, but now she thinks she's so much better than everyone. Her name is Heather, she's the same age as Dave and she better re-examin her life, because she's ugly, Dave's ugly, and his family is insane... she's not getting anything worth being happy for. Anyways, Dave is ok, but he's still a little strange.. although, I would say that he is the most normal in his family. Last, we have Patches who is 18. This kid likes to lie a lot and the thing is everyone knows he lies. It's funny when he tries to tell all of these crazy stories and then you tell him how wrong he is and then everything gets more ridiculous until he finally confesses it was a lie.
Ok, now back to my story. So we call up Patches dad and ask him to come shovel our driveway for us. He is very rude and is like, "Nope, I'm not going to come over there." This coming from a creepy guy who always tells me and my sister if we ever need anything to just ask and he'll help out... HA.
Luckily, I was able to get unstuck from my driveway and didn't have to worry about the dad coming over... until later on when he came to our door and started knocking (I pretended I wasn't home... yes, they're dumb enough to believe that).
The next day, it was snowing just as hard if not harder. My sister got out of school early for the holidays so I left earlier than usual to go pick her up. I had no problems getting to her school, because it's all down hill, but on the way back, I got stuck on a turn not far from our house, so did the car in front of us. The kid in the car in front of us started pushing his car so that maybe they could get unstuck. Well, when it snows, it's slippery (duh), and the kid fell on his face, then he tried to get up and fell on his back, then he got up and fell on his knees, and finally he was able to get up and one of our neighbor girls came out and helped him push his car.. they finally got it free.
We were still stuck and so the girl started pushing our car... while we both sat inside doing nothing. I felt a little bit bad when my tires threw snow in her face so I asked Becky to go help her. Finally we got unstuck, only to get stuck in my driveway... again.
This time, it was just me and Becky left to shovel the driveway. The snow was so deep it came up to my knees (ok, so I'm a little short,but the snow was still deep). Finally, a couple neighbors came over to help us. One lives across the street and his name is Volcor (they are really nice, just a little weird), and the other lives on the other side of us (I don't know any of their names, just that there's six kids in that family).
They got me shoveled out of my driveway so I was able to move my car in and the kid (we'll call him braceface) went home. Volcor stayed and was shoveling some more of our driveway.. until he slid down and fell on his ass. I wanted to laugh so hard but he had just helped us shovel our driveway, so I had to wait for him to leave. As soon as he did, Becky and I both burst out laughing.

Basic Info

I was born in South Dakota in 1986. My dad was in the Airforce, and my mom worked at a hospital in the pediatrics section. In 1988 my sister Jessica was born, and in 1990 my sister Becky was born.
I went to a private school while my sister Jessica attended a public one. When I was in the middle of my second grade year, we moved to North Dakota.

North Dakota was a cold and miserable place with nothing to do, and no future for anyone, really. We lived on a farm for ten years and suffered many long and cold winters. Finally, I graduated school and my dad was transfered to California.
We lived in Central California, so the weather averaged around 70 degrees. It wasn't my favorite place, but I liked it better than North Dakota, and I had some good times there. We lived there for about two and a half years and then we moved to Florida.
Florida was the best place that we have ever lived. We had a house right across from the beach and there was always plenty to do. It was almost always sunny there and we could go to the beach everyday. If we didn't feel like going to the beach, there was always tons of little restaraunts, or lots of shopping malls. Not only that, the night life was so much fun. There was always something from house parties, to clubbing, to beach bonfires. Then after about of year of fun and excitement we got sent to Utah.

We have been in Utah for about a year and a half now and I still don't like it any better than I did before. Yes, we have a beautiful house, yes, we get the perfect view of the mountains and the city, but honestly, there is nothing to do. Sure, you can go hiking, fishing, boating, camping or rock climbing, but what if the outdoor thing is not your thing? Sure, you can go sledding, skiing, boarding, and tubing, but what if you're not a fan of the cold?
There really isn't much to do around here. In three months, I won't have to worry about it...