Cross Your Fingers, Akay?

I'm hoping that this weekend will be a last minute mommy/daddy weekend so hope for that for me akay? So Monday night, Kamil was fasting and asked me to take him to his beloved mall eatery, Flaming Wok and I agreed. When he called me, I had just (literally less than 5 minutes before) got back home from running. I was out of breath and wanting to die and needing to shower and hotter than Hades and you get the point, yes? Anywho, being the awesome friend that I am, I totally took him but since he wasn't breaking his fast until later and I wanted my share of some of his food, I invited myself over and remembered that I had The Office still that I borrowed/stole (he was home in Vegas so I couldn't ask) from Aaron. After I finished FHE and showered, I went over to his place. They were still playing their FHE games and so I was just going yo watch but Vish told me to take his place and Musu forced me to play even though I said games were against my religion. I was tempted to stare at Aaron the entire time but decided against it since that would be beyond creepy plus I can't make eye contact for longer than .025 of a second. After FHE ended and the 2 girls went home, Kamil and I watched tv and ate while Aaron was cooking in the kitchen. I totally stared at this point (his back was turned so it was totally safe) and he must have just worked out because he was looking REAL GOOD. Musu asked him about going home and then he asked me about our trip to Vegas last summer and so I told him all about the ridiculousness of that trip and of his roommate on that trip...ahaha oh Kamil (Musu was OOC to the max in Vegas. Rik, Michelle and I wanted to disown him as a friend but he provided such entertainment for us..."I want to be Hayden Panitierre's bra and Bella's hijab") When he asked me what kind of car I had, I kind of wanted to die though. I HATE telling people that. I think I'll start lying about that one soon. He's just so dang cute though. He makes my heart flutter in the cute way. Better than freaking Fatty "Hi, my name is Jesse Young and I freaking live at Golds Gym and eat sushi all day and think I'm fat even though I know my body's totally ripped and I can get any girl with my money and perfect smile"...gag me with a freaking spoon. At least I'm not sad about him anymore. It's a good thing I crush on at least 5 boys at a time. Oh, today in the elevator I ran into Kamil's other roommate Scott who is cute too and he asked me where I lived of all things. I was like "what are you going to come stalk me now or something?" (I didn't really say that but totally came close to thinking it out loud) Oh and Aaron will be here for spring/summer...I almost cried when I heard I wouldn't have to seduce him in less than 3 weeks.

Holi Cow.

I love parties. Who wouldn't want to go to an Indian chalk throwing party? I hate having rainbow boogers and nasty colored clothes but it's ok. It was a blast. 

I dressed like a true African and almost freaked out and hugged this other black girl who wore her hair scarf the same way. I do fit in.
Dirty friends.
Clean friends.
My Lindsey friend and the always tasty cheez-its. 

I love other cultures. I want to travel the world and take pictures of the cool cultural places and people. I live for that kind of stuff.

Fab Day.

School was blah so I went to the Provo library for entertainment. I pretty much live there now. I came home and watched Gossip Girl. I wanted to kill that episode. Little J, who the slut are you now? Chuck drama was OOC and of course Uncle Jack would come back and be in cohorts with Chuck's mommy dearest...so annoyed. Call me the queen of facie stalking but I totally found my lover on facebook without Kamil's help. I went over to get bread from Kamil and the only ones home were Musu and Vish. When one of his other roomies got home, I almost cried when he said Aaron went home to Las Vegas (the other LV) for the weekend. Talk about holy poo on toast. I got to spend some quality time with Kamil and we watched a movie with his roommate who complained the BYU girls don't believe in cuddling. I disagreed but then got scared that he would want to cuddle with me. At least Musu didn't call me out on it since I don't even like hugging people (fav hug story of the year-Fatty was hugging me for an uncomfortable amount of time and I told him that it was way too long and sufficiently awkward. His hugs are good but 20+ seconds worth? Geez, we're not dating...F). At least tomorrow will be good. Run/walk in the morning, french toast, and holi...happy happy day. 

Seduction by Crackers?

So today, I was out with the foreigns at the market. We were buying our stuff and I had already paid for everything and was satisfied until I saw a huge display of crackers with the sign that read "2 for $2"...umm, yes please! Even at freaking walmart they want $2.50 a box and normally at maceys they are $4 a box. So now I have more crackers than I need since I already have 3+ boxes of different crackers or chips at home. If there is a shortage of food, let's just say crackers water and sugar will be sustaining or killer years off my life. 

I saw these scrabble ones and got super excited. Yes, I will be spelling out phrases in the middle of the wilk while eating my lunch with no shame!
I haven't had these ones in forever ever and I love them. Car snacks? I think so. Oh btw, I told Musu that I was in love with his roommate and he's like "which one? Aaron?" I'm like "like I remember his name!" He's like "Aaron's the good looking one" and I'm like "I like the one that kind of looks Mexican" and I guess that one is Aaron. He told me I need to come over and get my flirt on with Aaron until he asks me out. Umm, that's not exactly how I work. I'm still laughing that he refers to his roommate as the good looking one...ahaha, he would.

When I Grow Up.

I wanted to be a ballerina when I was little. Then I met my kindergarten teacher and wanted to be a teacher. Then I wanted to own a bakery, be a makeup artist at MAC, own a Nordy's, be a trophy wife (still working on this one...kidding), rescuing children in Africa (so doing this no matter what), being a clothing designer, being a model (ANTM what have you done to me?), being a life coach, and being a philosopher (I already think a ton. I just need to think more profound thoughts). As of tonight, I've decided to be a:

Hula dancer. Trust me, I can sway my hips better than most people. I mean, I taught homegirl Shakira a thing or two about moving her hips so yeah.

Hot Potato.

So tonight I went over to Kamil's to bring him tacos from Rubio's (carnitas street tacos=fav thing there) and he's about to eat dinner with the roomies so we pray and eat baked potatoes. People in Utard love having any kind of food bar: taco bar, wrap bar, burger bar, sandwich bar, etc. Weird trend. I'll never get it. Anywho, his one roommate is wearing the following articles of clothing:

1. Star Wars belt
2. Star Trek shirt

Once one of the other roommates performs a complete analysis of his outfit he kind of freaks out. The next convo made my evening a smidge brighter:

Wardrobe critic: "You're wearing a Star Wars belt?"

Star ___ fashion saavy roommate: "Umm, yeah."

WC: "And a Star Trek t-shirt?"

S_FSR: "Yep."

WC: "Those are 2 conflicting things. You need to go change one of them right now!"

If my roomies had dared say that to me, I would have followed the last statement with a Jackson Pollock splattering of colorful words but the poor kid went into his room and came out wearing the following shirt:

3. Chewbacca goes rasta shirt

Love Kamil's roomies. One of them is a total regulation hottie and I want to date him. We discussed our love of Star Wars and favorite movie soundtracks...Alas, a great evening. Can I tell you that I actually talked to people first and introduced myself? What is happening in the world of ALA? I'm liking this change of me but it scares me nonetheless.

No Surprise Here But...

No I wasn't a scandy ho this past weekend and didn't engage in a crazy makeout/kissfest but I do have 2 new crushes. Cute new boy crushes make my heart flutter with happiness.

Mantra por la Semana.

Adorable right? I was blog-stalking and discovered this girl, Elsie Flannigan who does all these adorable and incredibly artsy paintings and I want them all. I also think her and I would make great pals. I saw this and nearly cried (I've been doing loads of that this weekend). It inspires me to not dwell on things I can't change and to move on with my life and do great things and help others around me. If all I do is think about how crappy MY life is or why am I not getting what I want, what good am I doing for others? Nothing I tell you. Now that I'm inspired, I want to tell you: get out. Sometimes this is the hardest thing for me. I just want to throw a nonstop pity party with me, myself and I when I should be around others or even just out by myself. Just being around other people makes you happier. Little kids instantly make me happier. On St. Patty's day, I went to my nephews and saw them roaming the streets of Orem on their bikes. When I rolled down my windows my one neffer said to me "Hi Auntie La. This is our crew". It instantly brightened my day. The ultimate way to make myself happy is to bake. Sometimes I win and create a masterpiece and other times I fail miserably (I'm the only person I know that can't make brownies from the box but can make perfect brownies from scratch...weird, right?) but just cooking makes me happier and brings a smile to my face. I could vent about the best and most slightly bummer weekend (Fatty's car avoided my wrath after all...lucky boy) but I'll spare you. Even though times are hard, just smile. I swear you'll live through it. If not, talk to me and I'll bring you a treat or ice cream.

Irish I was a Leprechaun.

What do the following 3 things have in common you may ask?

While that mug of green is definitely beer (NO, i did not drink it you sillies) Wings, karaoke and a sea of people wearing green made up my St. Patty's day. Rik and Musu were in a wing eating contest and Rik would have won 3rd if he raised his hand faster. All the workers were wearing tons of green along with everyone else and there was green beer all over. (Alcohol in restaurants in Utah? That's totally what I wondered too) We listened to people sing karaoke and this one lady was like so into it. It was fantastic. I hope I'm like her when I'm older. There was this older man that sang that was so good and for an older man, he was dang attractive. After that Becky and I were starving so we went to In-N-Out and Becky ran into some friends from AZ. This table of boys were awkwardly staring at us and I wanted to be like "I know we're attractive but please stop staring holes through my body please!" Musu would have been mortified along with Rik and Michelle so I refrained. Becky and I talked about boy drama and we started making plans for getting Fatty's car on friday night...I's so excited!

Le Creature Bouteille.

Meet my trusty water bottle that I call the creature bottle. My madre calls it my baby sippy bottle. While it does envoke childlike whimsy and charm, I assure you that it is totally appropriate for an adult and I will love my creature bottle for every ever even if I have to endure stares from people if it does look like something your 3 year old should be having instead of 22 year old me...gag 22. I might as well be 102. At least I'll be dang cute then. Today is St. Patty's day folks. Green up and pinch those that don't. Tomorrow the fatty foreigns are participating in a wing eating contest and I'm excited to go and laugh at them. Also Becky is coming and I've only been waiting for this day for 274i327954p58 years so yay for it finally happening. Since I haven't told her anything about Fatty yet (she's missed a lot of boys stories over the years but these will kill her) and hopefully she will join me on my demolition escapade I've been planning. I'll have details on that planned event later...ahaha!