Christmas Cheer

Aunt Chris posted this on her Facebook. I normally have a 1 minute limit for watching YouTube videos, but I loved this one. I hope you enjoy.

I Want to Go Home

Apparently Gabe misses my dad (the kids call him Pops or Pop Pop). This morning he was sad so he wrote this letter. By the way they only live about 3 miles away.

Translation: "Gabriel haven't seen Pop Pop in two hundred years. From Gabriel."

Oh, and he's in kindergarten.

Love Triangles

Anyone that ever reads this blog ever knows that I love to read. I'll give pretty much anything a try at least once, but.... I hate reading about love triangles. I hate watching movies about love triangles. That's not to say that I don't like the books or movies or whatever in and of themselves, but love triangles stress me out.



It seems like no matter what happens in the story and even if it has a happy ending then somebody is left sad and I still have a little ache in my heart and I hate that. I like a clean happy ending or whatever, not a messy achy sad thing. That's for real life.

P.S. I don't normally like little anime type drawings, but this is the best I could find of the three of them all together, so whatevs.

The Dying of the Light

I don't normally like poems, but I really loved this one when I read it in Matched.

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rage at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

-Dylan Thomas

Cookie Girl

Cookie girls, oh cookie girls.
Definition: girls that deliver cookies (or other baked goods) to guys in hopes for increased attention.

Location: usually areas with a high density Mormon population.

Do you know any cookie girls? Have you ever been a cookie girl? What's have you given as a cookie girl? I actually want answers to this if you're willing. Details are awesome, but not required.

Caroline

Meet Caroline.

She's Sarah's BFF.

She's been staying with me this week.

She's been a good sport.

She's been a great friend.

She hung out with me even when my friends are awkward.

She ate my food. I love when people eat my food.

She is unfailingly kind.

She leaves on a mission soon to Moscow, Russia. :) :(

I usually LOVE to have my apartment to myself, but I'm glad I've had the company this week.

Thanksgiving and Etc.

Caroline and I are watching The Derby Stallion right now. It's awful. I'm not just saying that. It seems like a Lifetime movie that was made in 1993, not something that was made in 2005. Confession: Zac Efron is still attractive in this movie.

I wish I had a header for my blog. Maybe with some pictures or something with me and my friends or who knows, but I wish I had one.

I was lucky enough to have a great friend (Britt) offer me a place to go for Thanksgiving. At first I thought that maybe I would just stay home by myself and chill and possibly grab some Denny's for dinner. Then I realized that that would be supremely depressing and went to Britt's Mom's house with her and Kyle and her old roommate Nadia. Turned out to be such a fun time. It's so kind that there are people who will let other people invade on their family time for the holidays.

Caroline (she's been staying with me for the past couple days) went Black Friday shopping with me at midnight. It was crazy and she was such a good sport and I bought a tv online and some movies and a crockpot and a little food processor and it was awesome. I've also been doing some online shopping with the amazon.com deals and stuff.

I miss my family right now. They're crazy and obnoxious and irritating as all get out, but they're my family and I love and miss them.

Tomorrow is the Holy War. I'm SO pumped. I made two dozen chocolate peanut butter cupcakes (even though one dozen got eaten tonight) and two crockpots full of taco soup. Good football needs good food. Also, BYU basketball almost gave me a heart attack today, but we won and then I just had palpitations.