Competition

So I really don't like my English class. I don't like it because I like writing and I don't want to know if anyone else doesn't like my writing. Today in class we had to write a short little story, then everyone voted on the best one. If I would have known it was a competition, I would have put a little more heart into it. I didn't win.

Do you know what else I'm taking as a competition? Maddy made police beat at USU. I am quite jealous.

Recent funnies:

I was singing "tonight" to myself. "We're dancing on top of the Hollywood sign."

My 7 year old sister proceeded to correct me on my top 40's lyrics. It really goes "dancing on the edge of the Hollywood sign."

Mom (texting my brothers while they were at a hotel in Vegas): What have you been up to today?

Jake: playing hide-and-seek

Mom (wondering how much damage in the hotel she was going to pay for): What do you mean hide and seek?

Jake: I turned the lights off and it took like 5 minutes for Jordan to find me. There are so many cool places to hide in this room!

Jordan is 17, Jake is 15.

I was compared to chocolate cake- as in really good, but bad for you.

Yesterday Hillary and I were playing lacrosse in the courtyard. That turned into soccer with more people which evolved into Taco Tuesday with even more people. This guy, Rico, drove us to Taco Tuesday at Rubio's in his topless jeep. I love jeeps but my hair was going everywhere and was a mess! I asked if anyone had a hair elastic and Rico just pulled out a bag of hair elastics for me. He said he learned that if he had a jeep, he should probably invest in some elastics too. FPOD.

This is the Way I Live

Isn't there some scripture that talks about not putting new wine in old bottles?

Well that can be applied to laptops.

Don't try new hardware with old computers.

It just won't work.

I keep my laptop in the hall, between my room and the bathroom, on the floor.

Why?

Because there is no table or chairs in the hall.

Because the apartments' new wifi doesn't work on my laptop

and the cable outlet is in my room.

Because my laptop only works while plugged in

and the closest power outlet is in the bathroom.

Dear Summer 2011,

I appreciate that you have been full of good times like Angels Landing and mattress surfing, It's its and going fishing. I've gotten lost, slept in, eaten at Menchies too many times, and rafted in multiple places. You've allowed me to read self-betterment books, a lot of blogs, and a lot of pinterest. You've kept me busy with bridal showers, weddings, and waterfalls. 7 peaks, Gepettos, rockslides, fetaling, nude high heels, and being done with Monday emails are also great characteristics of you that I have enjoyed. You've kept up the traditions of making scenes and nude lake. You almost spanked me with a train but I am not mad about that because I got to go to Alabama, see lots of cousins, and go hiking and camping.

But I want you to know that though I have lived you to the fullest since the end of April, I have not pushed you to your limits quite yet. There is a lot I need before September 21st so if you could stay warm til then, it would really help me out. I am also begging you for a little bit of October too.

Either way, you've been a blast. I just want to keep having a blast. Thanks.

Love,

Madilynn.

Upgrade.

Anyone remember my old phone Little Blackie? Well it died about the same time my sister got an upgrade on her phone, so I got my sister's old one. (Funny how I get all the hand-me-downs and I'm the oldest. It's been happening for quite some time now, you should see my iPod.) Finally I was rewarded an upgrade so I went to the AT&T store on Tuesday.

Karl was at the front desk when I showed up. F-pod.

1. His name was Karl.

2. He asked for my autograph instead of my signature.

3. He hooked me up! $60 phone for $25 off and $50 rebate. Sold me on the $50 insurance for $25 off and he gave me a free phone cover. COVER+ INSURANCE + PHONE = $10!!

The funny part of the story:

I handed him my American Express to pay the $60. He took it and in a surprised voice said "American Express? That's fancy!" The thing is though, it wasn't fancy. It's one of those free ones. I responded with "How old do you think I am?"

His answer "Well now I'm going to guess 17. At first I thought you were my daughter's age."

Yeah I am 21 but I don't go a week in my life without being told I look young. People always tell me it's a good thing too though. Hopefully one day it will be.

p.s. His daughter is 15.

Grown Up

What am I, 5?

I came home from work,

Dinner wasn't fixed,

No one around to make it.

So what'd I eat?

Cake.

I'm moving out this week.

How's that going to go over?

Because Everyone is Asking

To catch you up on a 21 year old girl.

Provo: This weekend

Year: Senior

Credits: 13

Degree: Psych

Jobs: 2

Money: no

Plans: nada

Missionary: home

Boyfriend: no

Things: good

Plans: huh?

Anxious: yup

Nervous: yup

Happy: yup

Confused: yup

Excited: yup

Plans: I wish.

I'm Not a Runner.

Sprinter, yes. Runner, no.

But I just ran 5 miles and I know that's not great but I was pretty proud of myself because usually I just run between 2 and 3.

So if any of you other non-runners want those extra 3 miles I think the difference was:

1. I wore my power balance band. Don't laugh. If it works in your head it still works, right?

2. I used to wear spandex when I ran but I've learned that makes me sick. So I didn't wear spandex.

3. I stretched before! I told myself I didn't have to work out if I just stretched really well but after stradling and twisting for a while, I felt like I wanted to run.

So these are my new tactics and we'll see how far it gets me.

And this is now my motivational work-out quote:

4 to go.

Chasilyn: Met her at Oakcrest in junior high and got along great.

Grew closer in high school when she came to my house after football games.

Found out her and Mandy were just as crazy as my friends and I when we saw them at EVERY party we ever went to.

The last night of our junior year brought the group close.

The last night of high school brought the group closer.

She gives the best hugs, pep-talks, and comfort.

And now she's married!!!

I freaking love this girl and the group of us:

her, Mandy, Maddy, Xanni, Cassie, and me.

(We love all you other girls, but you never signed the contract with a chunk of your hair)

Chas thanks for letting me be a part of your big day!

Mandy, you gave the best luncheon speech a best friend could possibly give.

The reception was amazing.

That group of 6. 2 down.

and even when it's 6 down we better still have a "reunion."

You girls are crazy enough, I'm not too worried

Patty

I could start a new journal called peopleimeetonplanes.blogspot.com and fill it up fast. What do you think? On my flight from Memphis to Salt Lake today, I learned a lot about the lady next to me.

Patty was born in '55. She had missing teeth but would like to get that fixed. I told her I am a senior at BYU studying psychology. I don't think she understood that I am not yet a qualified psychologist. She has had 3 strokes. The first one she had when she was on her way to play bingo. Her 3rd stroke was on her way to Disneyland and it was a blessing in disguise.

She has a son who lives in Provo and is 28 and single. I now have his name, number and address. He likes Panda Express and Star Trek, served his mission in Missouri, is 6 ft 2 with brown wavy hair and a 'medium' body. I didn't ask for any of this information but she gave it to me because she wants him to meet a nice girl with red hair.

My hair is brown, but I get that a lot...

Redneck Rafting

On Saturday, Maddy and her parents and I went to a town that was so typical Alabama. I loved it! It was like what you see in movies about the south and the small towns with plantations and hillbillies.

There is this farm. Maddy called to get directions to the farm but she couldn't understand with the lady's heavy accent. She heard the freeway to freeway then something about a canoe.

After a few wrong turns we found it.

They didn't take credit cards, I don't know why we expected them to, so we had to find an ATM and come back. You pay this guy $10 and pick out a tube. Then you and your tube hop in the back of a pick-up truck and get dropped off at the river.

It takes about 2 hours to get down the river to where you parked. You go over a few little rapids and pass a rope swing or two, meet some southerners, see a turtle and a snake and some cows, and just enjoy the ride.

Let me define redneck rafting though. The other people there rented an extra tube and tied it to their own. In that extra tube they put a cooler full of beer. The second tube took priority while going over 'rapids.' Hilarious if you ask me.

F-pod: Joe Williams. He said he got his hat from Britney Spears and said he could hook us up with a place to stay if we want to visit. He also shouted that he needed to pee but he was scared it would propel him down the river too fast. Yeah he was completely wasted. My favorite line of his was "casper called and wants his legs back!"

At the end of the river, there was a cliff you could jump off and another rope swing. There was a ladder to the cliff with platforms every 8 feet-ish for jumping. I made it off the top of the ladder (25-30 ft) but couldn't bring myself above that. It's probably a good thing though.

I would have been the only one to do it sober.

Oh the People I Meet!

I headed from Salt Lake to Birmingham, Alabama today. The term 'f-pod' came to be because of the people I meet when I travel.

#1. I asked Maddy if she saw any magazines with Ashley (the bachelorette) on the cover. The lady next to me immediately turned, inquired about J.P., and gave her input about Ben. Maddy "Nothing brings people together like the bachelorette."

#2. Lady on plane 1. Hardcore grandma who told me all about the subway, travelling, running, grandkids, Southern belles vs. California boys, 13 mile hikes in blazing heat, and to do something crazy.

#3. The flight attended told me my bag was too big for carry-on. She said when I got to the back of the plane where my seat was, I needed to ask for a compressor or clamp or something to pinch my bag together and make it smaller. I said ok and did as I was told. The flight attendant at the back of the plane had no idea what I was talking about when I asked for a clamp or compressor for my bag. She just laughed and said that was a good one and said she was going to start using it too.

#4. The girl next to me on plane 2. 15 yr old from Germany who speaks a little English going to visit a friend in Alabama. She showed me pictures of her family in Germany and her hometown hobbies and I shared mine too. Then I gave her my number and told her to call me if she helps her friends' dad with disaster relief in Pratt, Alabama. I think it was at that point she realized I was crazy.

Reunion

I got to spend last week with my mom's side of the family. The itinerary said games at the park, a luou, a talent show, and a movie in my grandma's backyard.

Apparently, when they say games at the park, they mean games at the park!

And when they say luou, they mean luou.

And when they say talent show, they mean talent show!

And when they say movie, they mean movie!

They also took very seriously a hike, a 5k, and family pictures.

Gotta love the summer family reunions!