Smoking and Clothing

So I was sitting at the bus stop today with two kids that I recognized from Valley Oaks. I don't actually know them, and I can't tell you their names, but I've seen them around. Anyway, one of them asked me if I smoked. I was all like, "Umm...no....?"
"Oh, you looked like the kind of person who would be."

....ok then....

So, necessary clothing.
Well, first off, it really depend son who you are. For me, here's a list:
1) a polo and some nice jean, preferably with embroidery or bejeweled-ness (for the prep look)
2) a flowy white skirt with a flowy top (preferably white, but other light colors work too) (also should maybe be a peasant top)
3) black jeans
4) silver hoop earrings
5) silver bangle
6) some sort of long necklace with a small pendant
7) guy jeans. I'm not talking about jeans made for girls to look like guy jeans, but actual guy jeans for guys
8) a black button up
9) tank tops in various colors
10) two styles of shirts in every color of the rainbow (I'm talking Roy G. Biv rainbow, not technical rainbow)
11) a shirt that screams 'punk'
12) a top that screams 'goth'
13) fairy wings
14) silver ballet flats
15) some sort of high tops
16) some sort of boots (whether it's combat or stripper or ankle)
17) a nice pair of heels (hooker status or otherwise)
18) tennies
19) socks, underwear, and bras (for girls)
20) something that every time you wear it, you feel pretty


Sadly, I do not own all of my necessary wardrobe items. I don't own the first part of 1, any of 2, 7, enough of 9, yellow or orange shirts or a green t-shirt, wings, silver ballet flats, combat boots (with lots of buckles and chains and stuff! (but not too much)), or pants with lots of chains and buckles and zippers (this didn't make the list because it's not necessary.....just greatly desired)

And a pleated plaid skirt never hurt anyone! especially red plaid with a studded belt.

I also need more belts. I need some plain ones in various colors, some cloth ones in various colors, and some studded ones in (you guessed it) various colors. I have a lot of clothing and accessories that I want. And make up is a necessity. Maybe I'll make a post about what kind of make up I need....actually...that's really easy:
eyeliner (in every color of the rainbow (and multiple shades too (ooo! and metallics and neutrals)))
mascara (in various colors (which they DO have!)
eyeshadow primer (which I do not own and never have....I WANT SOME!!!)
eyeshadow (in as many different colors and shades as possible)
glitter (silver and gold....maybe black....and other colors)

Okay, so when it comes to make up, it's all about options. Lots of colors. No need for lip stuff or blush or foundation, just give me a bunch of eye make-up!! In bold, vibrant colors! I don't want none of those pastels or crap.

Okay, family prayer and bedtime. I'm out!

Exes and Changes

I was thinking about it, and my favorite ex is Cameron. Our relationship is the only one that I can look back on and smile about. My other two had too many issues. Who'd've thunk?

So, all my many many changes.
1) Career change! I'm gonna be a nurse. Pediatric nurse preferably. Maybe a pediatric oncology nurse?
2) No more TV
3) Selective music. No radio. And I probably won't go to dances anymore (besides Mormal)
4) I'm swearing off guys. For at least the rest of the school year. Dates are okay. Boyfriends and kissing are not.

Luckily, the schools around here have pretty good nursing programs. Which means I can save money by living at home. Which is not what I wanted to do, but I guess it works. It totally changes my plans for the future...well, not totally. I'm still gonna get married and have kids and stuff. I just don't think I'll have time to take all the other classes that I want.

I want to learn to be a hairstylist, a make up artist, and I still want to learn massage. Maybe I'll still be able to learn all that. It'll be hard to juggle work, school, and kids (I'm referring to when I'm like 30 or 40).

Here's the plan:
1) finish high school
2) work for a year, or however long I can
3) start nursing program
4) get married
5) finish nursing program
6) have kids
7) work or start beauty school

And live happily ever after.

Anyway, me and Mama are gonna work on the dress, so I'm out!

Shoes and Dresses

I was at Walmart today and decided to stop by at the shoes racks. Cause I need one. I've got 11 pairs of shoes (at least I'm pretty sure that's all I have). So I'm looking and there's one that has four racks and would fit all my shoes and then some, and it would fit under my desk. However! It is almost $20. Whereas I could buy two of the 9-pair racks (which would not fit under my desk unless I did something fancy) for a little under $7. Now tell me, which is the better deal? The one that fits 16, or the one that fits 18 for abour a third of the price? So, if I do get a shoe rack (which I think I will add to the Birthday list), I will probably buy the two. Although....if someone loves and wants to get the 4-tier one for my b-day... One thing about shoe racks, I don't want a door one. I really want one (or two) that will fit under my desk.

While we're talking about shoes, I want a pair of silver flats. For Mormal. Just plain ones, no need for something fancy. Silver ballet flats. To go with my dress. Although...I suppose black ones would work too.....it's just...there's something magical about silver. Don't you think? That's why I prefer my jewelry to be silver. I don't own any silver shoes. I want some more colored flats. I need more color in my wardrobe....I feel so....limited! I mean, I don't own anything orange or yellow. And hardly any green shirts. My white clothing is limited. I need more of everything. Actually, a few specific things. But that will be a later post (note to self - Necessary Wardrobe Additions).

Now, dresses! More specifically: dress (singular). Mormal dress. I have less than three weeks and the actual dress itself hasn't been started. All we've done is cut out the test dress. Part of it is my fault. I put off homework too much and then I'm working on it when Mama gets home. BUT she has work too. That she puts off. To play on Facebook. I do the same, so I can't blame her. But she puts off her lesson plans until the last minute, too. I REALLY hope that it will get done....but the way things are going.....I'm not so sure...

The next post (Changes) should be enlightening and surprising. It was for me when I made tha changes. So, until next time, I'm out!

Dancing with Guy Friends

Tonight was the church dance. And it was AWESOME!!! Some dances, I just can't get into it and the people I'm dancing with keep leaving. But this dance....I danced almost every song. And they had oldies like "Twist and Shout" and "Tootsie Roll," which are SO much fun to dance to!

So, it was pretty great. Except for one thing. Guy friends. A specific guy friend who shall remain nameless but everyone will probably figure out who he is anyway.

This issue is a little complicated. And since I only have 14 minutes until Parental Controls lock me out, there will be lots of typos and possibly a sudden ending.

So, this guy....is annoying. He talks a lot. He calls a lot. But....he's not ALWAYS annoying. Sometimes I really enjoy talking to him....especially lately....cause he doesn't only talk about himself now. He actually asks me questions so that I feel like part of the conversation. The other thing about this guy is that.....well, he likes me. A lot. And to me....he's a friend. He's one of those guy friends who will only ever be a friend. Almost like a gay best friend....except straight. So I honestly don't ever expect to ever have feelings for him.

And then I get to dances. And if it had just happened at this dance, I would just brush it off. But it has happened multiple time (can't give an exact number because I'm not that weird). At dances...he suddenly becomes....attractive. In a way. Like tonight. I actually got jealous when he danced with another girl. I was also seriously tempted to change the answer I gave him when he asked me out. But I think I'll wait on that.

I was worried about this until I talked to a mutual friend of outs. She put it best: this guy is the perfect rebound. Horrible, but accurate. He's a friend that you know will be willing to be more than a friend for you. And it's just so easy to take advantage of that! Poor guy.... He's gonna get his heart broken too many times.

I dunno....I'll give this a few days and if I'm still liking him, I'll tell him. But I'm thinking that it's just a dance thing. Something about him at dances....and his dorky dances and willingness to sit there and talk with you if you don't want to dance. It's...sweet. ....if only he was a better phone conversationalist....and he was actually someone I believed most of the time. Unfortunately, most of the time I'm rolling my mental eyes and thinking "yeah, sure."

Few reasons I don't want to date him:
1) Don't want a boyfriend right now
2) I'd only end up hurting him
3) Don't trust him enough
4) Not sure if I like him that way
5) I dunno. Someone fill in a fifth reason for me.

Oh, well. I will keep everyone updated on this.

Yay! I've got time to spare! Time to fix the typos!

Done with typos. 2 minutes. So I'm signing out!

Broken Glasses and Broken Hearts

I was at the Neville's last night. It was LOUD!! And (since we were the biggest....and because we were paying attention to them) Tasha and I gave the little ones (all 6 of them) piggy back rides and wrestling matches and etc. Which was fun....until I was too tired to walk anymore.

My favorite Neville is Chaz. He's the cutest. That little boy is gonna grow up to be a heart breaker. Then there is Natasha dear. She likes books. We talked to each other in very loud voices about Jesse, who I am taking to Mormal.

Speaking of Mormal...I was originally going to take Jordan, since he was my boyfriend and all. But now....yeah, not happening. So I ended up asking Jesse one day at seminary. The conversation was sort of like this:
Him - Yeah, I don't think I'm going to Mormal. (him and Robert had been talking about it)
Me - Hey, you should go with me!
Him - Oh, I don't know....
Me - No, really, you should.
Him - Okay, I'll tell my mom.

I was all like ".....your mom? whatever"

ANYWAYS!!! I had been planning to make Mormal dinner for me, my date, and whoever else. Originally, I was going to make spaghetti. Because that was mine and Jordan's meal. Yeah, we had a meal, not a song. ...and we had a movie.... A N Y W A Y ! ! ! So, I asked Sis. Neville what kind of food Jesse likes. I was told that he likes lots of food, but there are only a few that he really likes. One of those happens to be lasagna. So I'm making that. But then I had to know if he liked garlic bread. So I wondered out loud 'to myself' (in a very loud voice) if Jesse liked garlic bread. Then Jesse 'randomly mentioned' to his cousin (in a very loud voice) that he did like garlic bread. So, we're going to have garlic bread, too.

More about Jesse (before we get back to my sleepover at Tasha's). Okay, so the night after I asked Jesse, we (the Laurels) made valentines for mutual (which is how I know that I asked Jesse on a Wednesday). I made one for Jesse (and Daniel and Robert and Stevey and Brandon and Lisa). I gave it to him that night (cause I'm bad at waiting). The next morning, at Seminary, he had liked taped it to his shirt over his heart (oh, it was a heart-shaped valentine). I was all like ^///^....but then I had to leave and catch the bus to CalState. Then, on Valentine's Day (which was, as you know, a Sunday), he wore the valentine tucked into his shirt pocket. Ooo! And he gave me chocolate and a homemade valentine card. It was sweet and it made me blush and smile.

Back to last night! ...actually...no, now we're on to this morning. Okay, so we (Ty, Ben, Tasha, and me) were playing Would You Rather...?, which is very very fun. We ended up fighting over a card and roughhousing a little....and my glasses fell off...and (I bet you can see where this is going) I stepped on my glasses and they broke. So...new glasses now....I guess.

Now, I bet you're wondering about the Broken Hearts part of my title. Well, guess what? I just put that there because it sounded right. XP

What? I HAVE to write something about it? ...okay.... well, let's brainstorm some idea.... the break up....nah, I don't wanna. Brandon.....nah, no one cares a bout me breaking his heart (except maybe him). I know!

CHAZ!!!! (cause the fact that he is too young for me is breaking my heart, lol) (also, I apologize for the quality of the pictures. I did not take them. My camera was passed from child to child last night.) (oh, and I like Chaz because he's such a cuddler. He'll just climb into your lap and lay his head on your shoulder. And he's cute when he tells you all the shapes and colors that are around you. Or when he counts. Or when he watches Dora..... I hope I have a son just like him)

Cadence

More about my nieces. More specifically, more about Cadence.

I took her out with me when I went to deliver bread to the Reeves (who I love because they always take whatever food I give them). I left her with Aimee to play in the front yard. We stayed a little longer than I had planned because Cady was having so much fun on the slide. ....I think Aimee traumatized my poor niece. When I handed Cadence off when we first got there, Aimee carried her from behind. Every time that Aimee held Cady, she picked her up from behind. When I tried to pick her up from behind, Cadence started crying and screaming until I turned her around. Then she was perfectly fine.

It was a lot of fun watching her go down the slide. At first, she was terrified (I think part of it was because she knew Aimee was behind her). But then....she went down. She was delighted! She giggled and smiled and we did it again and again and again. Then she saw Mason climb up the slide and decided she wanted to get up that way. So I grabbed her and taught her how to climb the ladder. She wasn't especially interested in that.

Then we got back to Nana's house. BUT Cady wasn't done playing outside, so we went into the backyard. She loves watching the oof play fetch. I'll throw the ball and Oreo will take off and Cady will scream with joy. But today....today we played a new game. Instead of throwing the ball mostly horizontal, I threw it vertical. Her eyes followed that ball as far as they could. I would throw it up and her head would bend back. It was really amusing when she tried to look up and to the side without moving her body. Kerplop!! Hooo!

Apparently, Cady knows a word that Mommy didn't know about: drink. Poor Mommy is finding out all these words that her daughter knows. Let's try and make a list: oof (or dog), meow (or cat), mouth, ear, eye, drink, done, please, thank you, ow. Of course, she only knows these words in a very general sense of the word. But she sure sounds cute saying them!! Heehee!

Okay, Chad wants the computer back, so I'm out!

Nieces

Cady and Megan are over right now. I've actually got Megan in one arm, which means that I am typung entirely with my right hand....and it already hurts, haha.

Right when Sarah left, Cadence started crying. I had to hold her and read to her and even then she would only stop for a while. Then I gave her a piece of my home-made bread and she was fine. I'll have to remember that for when I have toddlers. Megan was a little fussy, but after I held her the right way for a while, she was fine, too. For a while, Steve and I just sort of traded the two of them. I took the fussy one while he held the quiet one. Actually, it was more like Steve held Megan while I tended Cady, and then once Pain-in-the-Butt was settled, I took Megan back. It was fun. I like taking care of them....for a little while. After that.....nah.

Poor Cady isn't getting her treat! Sarah's trying to get her to say please, but Cady isn't having it! Such a stubborn little girl!

So, I know that my nieces have (in a way) their own blog, but they tend to be the most exciting thing in my life. I mean, besides the two of them, I have school and church. Which are great and all....but little girls are much more interesting.

Well, Sarah Rae wants to play her game. So I'm signing off!