I may or may not be mildly obsessed with that song and a few others but what can I say: i LOVE musica. This weekend was so boring I almost killed myself...not really but nothing too exciting happened until Sunday (except I reconnected with Barnes & Noble since we've been taking time apart for no reason...yes, I have love affairs with bookstores since I can't get a real man but who cares right?) Today, I woke up and went to church and talked to my ex crush (I have a new crush every 3 days it seems like. By the time I graduate from BYU, I will have crushed on about 30 percent of the male population) and then Abby spotlighted me in RS and I got a free rice crispy treat...score right? Then I came home and planned on going to visit my dear friend Seany and baking cookies. I started to get everything out to make oatmeal cookies but guess who didn't have oats? (If you guessed me, add one point to your score). "NBD-no big deal" I thought as I decided to make brownies instead. Then I went to the fridge, reached down and guessed whose egg carton was missing? (If you guessed me again, you get another point...I suck at this game obv) Where the H did my eggs go? I had eggs last night when I went to bed so why are they gone now...stealy roommate? I went to her room and asked her if she knew where my eggs had gone. She CLAIMED she thought they were her eggs. "BS" I thought since my carton had my freaking name on them in pink highlighter and was in the trash hidden under everything (Gee...I wonder why) Then I decided to nap out my feeling after I made a delish lunch of spaghetti. I napped until I heard a knock on my door which was my roommate bringing me eggs. I then baked baby brownies and told my friend Seany I was coming over. Since parking at my friend's is cray cray, I decided to park at Fatty's so I called him to see if this would be ok. As expected, he didn't pick up. I was on my way over but then realized I had NEVER gone to Fatty's house by myself and didn't want to go inside without telling them first. I called again and he again didn't answer (He claims he's bad with phones yet every time I go over to his house, he's on his phone...hypocrite) So I called my friend and he said parking on the street would be fine since they don't start towing until 10 and it was only 8...phew! I was so grateful I 't have to go face Fatty alone since I hadn't seen him since he decided to be an immature brat that ignore people. Then I spent an enjoyable evening talking about life and watching the office (please watch the episode where michael falls in the koi pond and listen to stanley laugh about it. I have watched his laugh at least 10 times and I'm crying as I type just thinking about it) and reminiscing about the good old times like when we'd party all night and take pictures like the above at 2 in the AM. Sean Summerhays will always be one of my many BYU lovers.
PS-I got up major courage and deleted Fatty's number from my phone. I may or may not regret that very soon but for now it feels dang good. It's like the kind of freedom you feel when you're 5 and take a picture with underwear on your head...victory!
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