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!

Creepfest.

My weekends keep getting lamer or better...I can't tell which it is yet. Lame maybe because I rarely leave my house but better because instead of nonstop partying, I actually get stuff done and get to relax more which is the greatest. Friday, I stayed in until I was so so so bored that I went to target and bought bandaids (sounds so lame and geriatric but they were the Hello Kitty ones so instacool right?) and licorice and watched 1/2 of Fiddler on the Roof. Words can't describe how great this movie is and it makes me laugh so hard. Tevya is just great. Saturday, I slept in and watched the other half of the movie and then called Rik and wifey to hang out. We went to Walmart, Krispy Kreme (warning: don't go right when they turn the hot light on! Even though you get a free hot doughnut which is heavenly, everyone and their dog in the Provo/Orem area is there too and you'll wait in line for 30 minutes and have some 16 girl give you attitude. She was smart and didn't give me any because I would have dished her a heavy portion back) and then we went to Rubio's. It's new to Utah but we have it back in California but I had never had their tacos since they're famous for the fish ones and I HATE seafood but I got the carnitas street tacos...OMFG, so good! It's like sex in your mouth good. (slightly dirty but sex means good to Rik, Musu and I) They're small but so good. I highly recommend them. After that, we went to the dollar theater and saw "The Lovely Bones"...weird creepy movie. I hated how when the dead girl goes in the house when she's ready to give everything up, you see all the people the killer killed and it was highly disturbing. Thank goodness I didn't have nightmares. I also decorated some shoes of mine but since it took forever ever, I've only done one. Maybe I'll finish the other one now so I can have cute shoes to wear to school tomorrow.

Sad Panda Turned Happy.

Today was not the greatest for Miss Angela Lynnette. I mean foodwise it was fantastic if you are a fatty and all you do is eat and eat and eat and...you get the point. I started thinking about this one boy (if I even mention his made up name again, I'm pretty sure you'll all hurl so I'll spare you) and it just made me sad. I won't lie, I even shed a few tears since the whole situation makes no sense and for whatever reason I'm still not entirely over it. I tried not to think about it as I did other things but it got me so down I couldn't even eat my ice cream and strawberries! (Umm, if I ever refuse to eat ice cream something is very very wrong) I was looking online at "sad face" images and saw some that were dumb, some that made me laugh (Chris Brown in court? please boy.) and just you normals. While about to go to the next page, I spotted this gorgeous man who's name I had heard a million bajillion times but had never actually seen a picture of him: Cristiano Rinaldo. "Oh, that's the soccer player Aarti was talking about". My eyes have not seen a soccer player this BANGWORTHY ever. (Pardon my skank talk) I love soccer but don't think Beckham is cute at all (blondes make me sick guywise) and so this boy just made me super happy. Don't mind that I'll be stalking him for the rest of the night or should I say morning? Cristiano, you have taking my mind off other matters and I always welcome distractions in the form of Italian, Dark and Handsome. 

Mommy Daddy Weekends are the Best.

My parents ROCK just so you know. I wish that I could travel home Harry Potter style and visit them whenever I wanted. That would be great. We got to go shopping and eat food and we even went on an impromptu trip to Wyoming and Idaho and got to attend church together (where I fasted my heart out for the Rome Italy temple) Goodbyes were sad but I might see them over Tiggs and Chin's spring break since they can't get enough of their favorite aunt. Can someone buy me the nail polish below por favor? How cute would that be on uber short nails? I need it and I have no cute clothes anymore...shopping? Yes. 

Complete Failure.

I'm the type of person that can tell you when anyone in my family's birthday is and I knew my sister Kels birthday was coming up. I intended on calling her when I was walking to school this morning but was late and almost had to run to school. After class, I was going to call but was forced to listen to my ipod in order to avoid all the BYUSA "vote for...no one gives a crap" people. On my way to campus again I said I would call but a freak snowstorm lead to me safely stowing all my electronics in the depths of my backpack. After my exam it was to slippery and my new boots were so cute but lacked all traction and I had to use all of my hand eye coordination powers to get home safely. Once I got home, I started doing laundry, then making dinner, then cleaning for cleaning checks, etc. until I was getting on facie for the night when I saw birthdays and went "OMG, I forgot Kels' birthday! Shoot!" Being it was around 11 pm, I decided you and the munchkins were already sound asleep so I will call you tomorrow when I call Jingle Bells telling her to bring me cookies from Trader Joes. Have it be known that I love my Kelsey Kels and even though I wasn't there to tell Tiggs my latest boy drama, talk to Pasc about baseball, and smother my chubby cheeked fiend with my love I hope you had a super awesome day! I will be a better sister and try to make up for it by calling you tomorrow. Loves.

Enough Already.

Remember how just yesterday I was wearing a light sweater and driving with my windows down enjoying the heavenly weather? What the heck were you thinking by cooking up a lovely little snow storm? Now I can't be too upset since I checked the weather and it said it was going to snow today but come on...couldn't spring have just early for once in Utah? I guess not. I just pray it will melt by this weekend so I can have fun with my parents...who am I kidding? We ALWAYS have fun no matter the weather. Too bad I have cleaning checks tomorrow and I haven't even begun cleaning yet....geez.

A Little Much, Yes?

I may or may not have overindulged and eaten ice cream or frozen yogurt EVERYDAY for the past week. To think I ever wondered why I gained 10 pounds is beyond me. (I've lost 2 pounds since my "cut the crap diet" began. Before you freak, it's not so much a diet as it is a no fast food, fried foods, chips and soda plan...what healthy normals do everyday) I did make awesome soup and the sweetest headband ever for the ultimate Oscar's party this Sunday. Now I just have to alter my dress since it's too big. Hopefully it will all turn out well and I won't have to have an Oscar worthy meltdown.

Froyo Brings People Together.

Tonight I go to FHE. Classic right? Not this year. I'm pretty sure this is the 2nd or gasp, 1st FHE I've attended this school year. Before you run off to the Honor Code Office let me explain akay? Last semester, I had a night class until 7 pm and by the time I got home FHE was over. This semester, I have either been taking an exam until 7, studying for an exam, or been sick so there. So tonight I go and my ward lovers roommate comes and I want to be like "Why did you not bring my future BF with you to FHE?" but refrained. Then everyone else showed up and was our FHE daddy was like "Let's go get frozen yogurt!" Those of you that know me know that I could like on ice cream/frozen yogurt and pizza alone. I almost screamed out loud but stopped myself since my bros and sissys would have been embarrassed for me. On our way over, lover's roomie is like "shoot, I have to go get my wallet". He runs home to get it and I'm hopeful that his hottie roommate will come but alas he comes back without him much to my dismay. So I proceed over to the froyo machines and select my ever faithful original tart with no toppings. I only like toppings when I get coldstone and that's because they're mixed in. I pay for my ice cream and when I turn around, my lover is where I just left. It was like the happiest trick God's ever played on me. I didn't think anything could be happier than froyo but lovers always make things better. I ask lover's roomie (his name is Sean in case you were curious) if I can sit at their table. Sean and I are talking about all the various froyo shops in Provo and which is our fav when all of a sudden lover is like "What kind did you get?" Did he really just talk to me? Wow, hello gorgeous boy that noticed me. I reply with my flavor and then actually said "Want some?" The next conversation happened in my head:

irrational self: Um, did you really just say that to random hottie with glasses?

rational self: Holy piss. Yeah I did. 

both versions of self: What the H? (I imagine at this point they both exchanged jovial laughter in the fact of my stupidity)

irrational self: Good luck getting him to talk to you again!

rational self: I know right? Crap!

While I was arguing this out in my brain, he politely said he just had some of his roomies and he had that same flavor. (I secretly wished the roomie wasn'r there so we could have had a moment of froyo sharing delight) I then was like "I don't think I've met you" and he was like "I'm Donnie". (In my head I laughed thinking of Donny Osmond and not hottie Donnie with glasses) I was then just like "Oh" and ate more yogurt. He was waiting for me to introduce myself but being a fatty eating  he had to ask me and I felt retarded as I replied. Sean took over at this point and said how they've known each other forever. Then he explained how Donnie just got back 3 weeks before from Brazil and I died a little on the inside. I almost asked how old he was but stopped myself. I figure that most likely he is 21 and I'm 22. I don't like younger boys but apparently all the ones I've liked lately are younger than me...ewwface. I guess I will have to marry Fatty after all but then if I'm going to marry a rich older boy, I'd so rather have his very attractive, rich roommate Jake even though he has tats and draws mermaids with 3 nips...sick. Maybe I'll just stay single forever and adopt an African baby...best solution I think.