I wish...

I wish I could just make everything better. It is so hard knowing I cannot do anything to help but seeing everyone go through the pain. There are so many types of pain and this weekend I have been exposed (for lack of a better word) to a few different types. I just wish I could make it all better like a fairytale with a happy ending (there doesn't have to be a prince). I just wonder WHY? If people could just get over their differences and try to understand one another, without having too high of expectations for each other, wouldn't the world be so much better? Why must we focus so hard on ourselves and what we want? Why do we have to do these things that hurt other people? Haven't we seen others go through this? I'm no better, It's much easier to see a situation and know how it should be handled than to be in a situation and know how to handle it. How come people are so hypocritical and why don't things ever just work? Why does everything bad happen in a domino effect? Why is it easier to focus on the bad? Shouldn't it be the other way around? I doubt this makes much sense because my brain is going crazy right now but I just had to say something.

I Love it when...

1) A totally amazing day happens after a horrible one!
2) Class is over after only 15 minutes!
3) People find out I am Samoan (it is by far the funniest thing in the world to watch their faces as they try to figure out how it is even possibe)
4) Fridays= No school for the next two days
5) It rains, or snows, or even when the weather is perfect like today
6) When I get to go see family for the weekend (My mom is in Utah)
7) I do something right and get acknowledged for it
8) I pass tests or annoying (even on the best day) American Heritage quizzes
9) I have time to sit and think
10) I listen to my music on full blast
11) Something is accomplished
12) My room is clean (sorry Bri)
13) That despite the fact he went without me my dad is home from Samoa! (and brought me some really cool things)
... Oh there are just too many things to love! I thought I should post something happy after yesterdays depressing (I'll admit it) post. By the way if you don't believe me here is a picture of my grandpa (NOT some totally random guy)

So this sucks...

I found out today that I wasn't going to be accepted to the music major because my vocal audition score was just below the score I needed to be considered. How lame is that!? The people that told me this depressing news told me that if I took vocal lessons I would no doubt make the cut. (If only I had been able to take voice lessons ever)SO now I have no idea what I want to do. I can work on everything and reaudition or I can start working towards a El Ed major with a minor in music... So lame! The interviewer even told me that if I took vocal lessons I would be a "hard contender" for a music ed major, whatever that means. It was a good experience and if I decide to audition again the feedback I received would be helpful. Hmmmm...
Well not that I really feel this way but I do love these demotivational posters:




And just for fun...


So the funniest thing I have heard all week happened in clogging. My teacher likes to start class by asking if anyone has an inspirational thought to share with the class. On Monday one girl shared a thought about happiness and after that the teacher asked the class "so what is an example of instant gratification in terms of happiness" a girl in the class obviously answers "chocolate" while a boy in the class says, rather loudly, "oatmeal!" The whole class looked at the boy and the teacher said "Oatmeal?" the boy then replies "yeah you know like instant oatmeal instead of the kind you have to cook. You are never really full when you eat that stuff" Hilarious right!?

Woot Woot!

I am exhausted!! Seriously!!! And the day's not even over...

I woke up at 7 so Bri and I could go to the Mt. Timpanogos Temple but first we had to take the bus to American Fork where we borrowed grandma's car to get to the temple. At the temple they lost our names!!! We were waiting for an hour before they finally found them. After the temple we returned the car and took the bus to the mall. From the mall Steph picked us up and took us to Melissa's apartment because Bri is considering living there next semester. Now I'm back at home about to start writing what will become a very long paper!!!!

P.S. I finally got to talk to my dad after missing about a million calls from him!!!

Sad Day

So my dad is out of the country at the moment. In Samoa with his brothers and father. Well... I left my phone at my grandma's on Monday so of course he was able to call me on Tuesday morning, and night. When he couldn't get ahold of me then he decided to call me this morning before he got on the plane to Western Samoa (where he wouldn't be able to call me) I didn't get my phone back until this afternoon at about 3:30!!!! How sad is that!?!?!?!?

I've been dreaming...

of a true love's kiss, and a prince I'm hoping comes with this... Just kidding but considering it's Valentines day :)
So I feel really bad but I borrowed Amy's beaters to make frosting for a cake I was making. Let me just say this was the most difficult cake I have ever made!!!! First I halfed the recipe because when I make a full cake no one ends up eating the whole thing and it drives me crazy! Well I was doing really well with halving everything until I added the milk! I used the wrong measuring cup and had a ditzy moment... I ended up adding one cup of extra milk!!!! If that wasn't disastrous enough when I was making the frosting (7 Min of course, thats why I needed the beaters) in my makeshift double boiler the pan kept moving around so Morgan ended up helping me by beating the frosting while I held the pan steady. Sounds perfect right? Not! We were doing fine and moving towards the end of the 7 Min and then with one and a half min left for the frosting the beaters broke!!! How did the beaters break you ask? Let me explain... First one part of the beater disconnected itself from the rest of the beater by snapping off. As soon as that happened we turned the beater off but by the time we turned off the beater the part still connected had twisted itself around the rest of the beater!!!! Crazy huh!?




Isn't that just sad!?
Well after the cake catastrophe I went to Amy's for dinner She had made roast and it was delicious! We then sat around and told stories about first kisses (or lack of then they headed for the fireside while I went back to my apartment and Morgan and Josh came back over to play games...

Woah!

So I was looking at old pictures today and I realized ho long my hair used to be and how short it is now... I have decided I am going to grow it out again now!

Look at how long it was! And that's curly...

And now it's short with bangs