Fruit Loops.

Sometimes I go all out for breakfast and give my box of cereal a break. Totally worth it. Last night, I helped Vish at his rocking charity dance party and it was pathetic to see how many people tried to get in for free. It's $2 and for charity and if you can afford to live at Alpine, you can totally afford to pay more than $2.

Caramel Treausure.

I've been craving a caramel sunday since Tuesday and I don't know how much longer I can stand it. I will probably give in today. I'm just not sure if I want it from McDonalds or Sonic...decisions.

Yum?

I want this NOW.

Goodbye My Friend.

Dear Summer,

Farewell. Holy great times Batman! We partied. We sang. We danced. We even DJ'ed. We taught. We learned. We laughed. We ate. We crushed...like a lot. We arm linked. We roadtripped. We cried. We moved. We talked. We shared secrets. We truly lived. I loved you mucho. Now we're almost through. Sad day. Until next year. EFY was so good to me this year. I feel like some people were all drama. I was all business in the front, party in the back and met a new boys bestie, Jimmy Lee. I love that boy so dang much. I'm pretty sure we were meant to be a bro/sis combo but I guess it didn't work out that way. It's fine because we're like BFF's now. EFC at Disneyland was so fun. Thursday with the EFY California kids was epic. I love Travis and Craig. I remember meeting Craig that morning and just being like "I have a feeling this boy and I are going to be friends"...so glad that happened for reals. We sold the house I grew up in and this is the last night I will EVER sleep in my bed again in this house. Tears will probably flow mega in the AM...suck. Bye summer. Bye Southern California. Bye LV house forever...sad sad sad panda girl. Hello reality. I'm not quite ready to face you but that's always when you strike back.

I'm Still Breathing.

9 weeks of EFY later and 1 week of counselor Disneyland filled partying in California-ness, I've survived and begun my super short summer. I just realized school starts in 9 days and I feel like dying a little bit on the inside. EFY was so good to me this year. I met so many great counselors and got to work with some of the most awesome youth ever! Testimonies grew and developed and the spirit was felt and we had a blast...mission accomplished? YES! I met my long lost brother from another mother. I'm still the same only cooler and stuff. Rocking the band and all.

Life is Complete.

When you walk out to meet your company and one of your boys looks like a Jonas Brother. I almost cried tears of happiness and when his name was "Sexy Sam", I just knew we were going to be great friends.

All I Wanna Do.

Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. I love sleeping. At EFY, I get no sleep. I might die this next week. All I did today was sleep and eat. So I have a crush on a new boy at EFY. He's a total babe and I could stare at his face all day and he can sing like whoa. I can't sing so I enjoy his beautiful voice and his lovely face...like a lot.

If Only I Had a Wand.

That would have made conducting the EFY musical program 28298930489 times cooler, I'm pretty sure. Also if we had the above outfits and a black choir section. Amen sister. Amen brother. Amen...all. The end.

Hand-sel.

Sometimes I love EFY a little too much especially when you get comments like this "You have really cute hands. You should be like a hand model!" That almost made spontaneously combust from holding in laughter. Also I have a girl from Oregon that knows my friend Linds and I got to meet her parents today and see Linds and hear the sad/greatest news that Linds is going to Jerusalem in the fall. Will I have friends in the fall? I hope so! All my good friends are married it seems like...stupid marriage, you ruin everything yet one day I'll embrace you.

Please Buy Me...

these RIGHT NOW! Shank you much!