fall semester registration.
not all that it's cracked up to be.
which is why we chose to drown our sorrows like this.
so here's my tribute to another year of t.s.c. dance parties, angie's, and old main.
i love my little utah state. :)
also.
we made these shirts. in an attempt to beat these boys.
minute to win it is a cruel, cruuuel game.
and if it weren't for me failing to chug two cans of root beer in under sixty seconds, we might have had a chance.
buuuut i couldn't do it. and we lost. miserably.
and so the game ended for team 10, thus leading to bragging rights for the boys.
if they weren't so sportsmanshipsy, i would probably egg their door.
no, that's a lie. i wouldn't.
but i would entertain the thought.
however... they were nice about our loss, and told us we will always be number one to them.
no egging necessary.
or even thoughts of it.
guess what! it's my favorite day of the week.
{happy thursday, lovelies!}
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Showing posts with label lovelies. Show all posts
April 21, 2011
April 11, 2011
because going to school for the entire day just doesn't suit me well.
there are a few things that should never be permitted.
for instance:
one: who gave the okay on single's ward talent shows? never have i hated an hour more than the one i just spent at the toaster church down the street listening to bad impressions of the three amigos, yo-yoers, mix dances, and mediocre numbers done all to often, yet should really only be performed by miss frances ruffelle herself. it is a cardinal rule throughout the history of show tunes that one should never, and i repeat... never revamp, scratch that from the record... attempt to revamp a les mis sequence. because eponine is eponine. and there is no room for you to be.
sorry. moving on.
two: it should be a crime in all 50 states, and all 12544 countries, {just kidding. i don't really know where that number stemmed from. in other words, i completely made it up.} to produce a television show based solely on the sexuality of american teenagers.
...i think that's all that needs to be said there.
in other news,
i found a plush green chair on the side of the road. and it was free. so i picked it up. and it looks rather lovely in our little dorm of a home. some might tell you otherwise. like my roommates. but they're lying.
also, i checked out the antique shop. {this was my little my thing of the day.} i've been wanting to visit for quite some time now. so today i finally went! and guess what. as i apprehensively tip toed in the door all by my lonesome, there were four little men sitting around in rocking chairs discussing the weather. yes. the weather. so now, i have full proof that logan is the absolute best city in the entire world. if your town lacks fishermen hat wearing, {fish hooks included may i add} grey haired, rocking chair regulars, they're up here with me. they are just so lovely. and i'm never giving them back. now here are a few lovelies for you to enjoy.




vintage benches, vases, wedding dresses... i think i found my sanctuary.


ohhhh to be so in love.

this place is like a dream...
for instance:
one: who gave the okay on single's ward talent shows? never have i hated an hour more than the one i just spent at the toaster church down the street listening to bad impressions of the three amigos, yo-yoers, mix dances, and mediocre numbers done all to often, yet should really only be performed by miss frances ruffelle herself. it is a cardinal rule throughout the history of show tunes that one should never, and i repeat... never revamp, scratch that from the record... attempt to revamp a les mis sequence. because eponine is eponine. and there is no room for you to be.
sorry. moving on.
two: it should be a crime in all 50 states, and all 12544 countries, {just kidding. i don't really know where that number stemmed from. in other words, i completely made it up.} to produce a television show based solely on the sexuality of american teenagers.
...i think that's all that needs to be said there.
in other news,
i found a plush green chair on the side of the road. and it was free. so i picked it up. and it looks rather lovely in our little dorm of a home. some might tell you otherwise. like my roommates. but they're lying.
also, i checked out the antique shop. {this was my little my thing of the day.} i've been wanting to visit for quite some time now. so today i finally went! and guess what. as i apprehensively tip toed in the door all by my lonesome, there were four little men sitting around in rocking chairs discussing the weather. yes. the weather. so now, i have full proof that logan is the absolute best city in the entire world. if your town lacks fishermen hat wearing, {fish hooks included may i add} grey haired, rocking chair regulars, they're up here with me. they are just so lovely. and i'm never giving them back. now here are a few lovelies for you to enjoy.
vintage benches, vases, wedding dresses... i think i found my sanctuary.
ohhhh to be so in love.
this place is like a dream...
April 9, 2011
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