One of my friends needed to use my computer last night... I thought, no problem! So I handed him the computer and continued on my merry way cleaning the room. The next thing I heard was "woahhhh" - followed by, "how many tabs can you have open at the same time?" Yes. I know. But I couldn't help it that I didn't want to shut this one, and this one, and this one. I was still doing research! I hadn't decided which ones I was going to try yet! Some people just don't understand... (and if I get out of the tab, I know that I'll never find it again...)
So I've decided I want to be a famous blogger. Is this ever going to happen? Probably not. I actually compiled a list of things that needed to happen before I could have 10,000 followers:
1. I need to blog consistently.
2. Nobody wants to read about the blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah my life. (See what I mean?)
3. In order for people to read your blog, you have to say something important. I just repost pictures, show recipes I would someday like to try... not exactly a recipe for internet renown.
4. I need more friends. Or random people that like to follow people online. Like me. I'm the creeper that never posts anything but has read every single post. Ever. I could tell you their life story, what they ate for dinner last night, how married life is treating them... and probably more information than would ever be necessary to know. Could I tell you what I ate for dinner last night? Nope. But it wasn't prepared by a master chef and then photographed to make it look like it should be on the cover of a "Better Homes and Gardens" magazine.
5. In the words on Akmun Ra off of Battle of the Smithsonian: "You must THimplify."
6. I actually need to have a sense of style. Maybe I should just start taking pictures of my sister and then passing them off for myself... now that girl knows how to dress! (Definitely more than my typical t-shirt and jeans regimen.)
7. Definitely must become more tech-savvy. Those cool gizmos and gadgets help make you look awesome. I look like I am a high school student that made a website for a class.
8. It's hard to concentrate and type while getting a back rub.
9. I need to go to cooking school. Or take a cooking class. Just so you all know, I am planning on taking a cooking class when I graduate. They just don't have any culinary classes at BSU. At least there weren't any open when I was trying to fill my Tuesday/Thursday schedule. (I was determined NOT to take any classes on any other day of the week. It worked perfectly! ...until I realized that Tuesdays and Thursdays are a very looooooong day...)
10. And just to get an even 10: I need to get a good camera. So I can take all these magazine-cover-worthy photos. "Hey mom. I love you. Would you please buy me $1000 camera? I promised I will only take it hiking and camping and everywhere possible so that I can take fantastic pictures of how awesome my life is. Thanks."
I think that just about sums it up!
I just need a magic book that shows me how to "be the best blogger in the world". And always be funny, witty, and always know what to say... errr... type. No problem! I've got this in the bag.
Maybe...
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Friday, September 7, 2012
hoarder... i prefer the term "diligent steward".
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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
playing dress up :)
guess what?
you get to see more crappy pictures from my ipod!!!
aren't you excited? you should be.
so i have 2 weeks until i leave. am i excited? oooooh baby yes. i don't really know what to do with myself yet... so i've started stressing already. and started packing.
for some reason, the only way that i can get rid of my worry-energy is to transform that energy into something productive. unfortunately, my room is about a foot deep in clothes and luggage. not a good way to get rid of stress. so i spent the whole day today unpacking and repacking all of my stuff, sorting things into a this-might-go-to-jerusalem pile, and a this-stays-home-for-the-summer pile. my mom has officially adopted this pile. the bad thing about having an entire family that is about the same size? they steal my clothes. (i don't know why exactly... but i never get to steal clothes back... it seems kind-of one sided to me...) although i am stealing a dress from my sister for the summer.
i'll be gone before she gets back though. XD
this is my bed.
...well, the bottom half. this is my jerusalem pile.
this is the rest of the crap.
add another (bigger) suitcase and a tub of books, and the mess is complete!
in an effort to find more, modest dresses, i raided my mom's closet.
it was like stepping into d.i.
the whole time, i was like "jackpot!" and "why didn't i know this place existed before???"
some of the clothes were very very very 90s. it made me giggle.
so i played dress-up all afternoon!
no, this is not one of the best ones... but i liked it so much that i wore it all day.
i think i'm taking this one with me. just cuz it's so awesome.
my mom's clothes used to fit me a little bit different... i remember when i used to wear them and laugh at how silly they looked. now they actually fit. it kinda weirds me out.
oh you wanna know what ticks me off?
people that cheat in wordswithfriends!
i've never met this person, and they are kicking my trash. and i know that they are cheating!
who thinks of yag and za as words anyway?
cheap.
anyway, off my soapbox. [deep breath]
take a deep zen breath...
i am going to make one of these soon.
i told my mom that i don't wear jewlery, and she asked me if i would wear this.
"duh."
"well that's jewelry."
"no it's not. it's... awesome."
i don't think she understood.
she's doesn't get a lot of what i wear...
like how i used to wear boys jeans, or only wore my hair in a ponytail... or braids... like every day for a year.
what can i say? i'm a creature of habit.
but did she really have to let me leave the house?
you get to see more crappy pictures from my ipod!!!
aren't you excited? you should be.
so i have 2 weeks until i leave. am i excited? oooooh baby yes. i don't really know what to do with myself yet... so i've started stressing already. and started packing.
for some reason, the only way that i can get rid of my worry-energy is to transform that energy into something productive. unfortunately, my room is about a foot deep in clothes and luggage. not a good way to get rid of stress. so i spent the whole day today unpacking and repacking all of my stuff, sorting things into a this-might-go-to-jerusalem pile, and a this-stays-home-for-the-summer pile. my mom has officially adopted this pile. the bad thing about having an entire family that is about the same size? they steal my clothes. (i don't know why exactly... but i never get to steal clothes back... it seems kind-of one sided to me...) although i am stealing a dress from my sister for the summer.
i'll be gone before she gets back though. XD
this is my bed.
...well, the bottom half. this is my jerusalem pile.
this is the rest of the crap.
add another (bigger) suitcase and a tub of books, and the mess is complete!
in an effort to find more, modest dresses, i raided my mom's closet.
it was like stepping into d.i.
the whole time, i was like "jackpot!" and "why didn't i know this place existed before???"
some of the clothes were very very very 90s. it made me giggle.
so i played dress-up all afternoon!
no, this is not one of the best ones... but i liked it so much that i wore it all day.
i think i'm taking this one with me. just cuz it's so awesome.
my mom's clothes used to fit me a little bit different... i remember when i used to wear them and laugh at how silly they looked. now they actually fit. it kinda weirds me out.
oh you wanna know what ticks me off?
people that cheat in wordswithfriends!
i've never met this person, and they are kicking my trash. and i know that they are cheating!
who thinks of yag and za as words anyway?
cheap.
anyway, off my soapbox. [deep breath]
take a deep zen breath...
i am going to make one of these soon.
i told my mom that i don't wear jewlery, and she asked me if i would wear this.
"duh."
"well that's jewelry."
"no it's not. it's... awesome."
i don't think she understood.
she's doesn't get a lot of what i wear...
like how i used to wear boys jeans, or only wore my hair in a ponytail... or braids... like every day for a year.
what can i say? i'm a creature of habit.
but did she really have to let me leave the house?
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spending $10 on a travel blowdryer.
(cons: the diffuser is about the size of my pinkie. not really... but it is tiiiiiiiiiiny!
and it's pink. ew.
i'm gonna try it out, and see if it can even dry my hair...)
but $10!!!
and it is a dual-volatage one too. bam.
yum.
cranberry crunch muffins.
sounds like captain crunch... but with cranberries!!!
and in a muffin!!!
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