Oh the joy,

So I've been hanging out in the institute game room passing time by waiting for Miss Tam.

Which is what I usually do...since it's sooo freakin' fun. ha.

Actually i quite enjoy reading people and listen to their intense conversations.

So I sit down and start to watch a movie on netflix.

This boy looks at me then starts to walk over my way.

I was praying he wasn't coming to talk to me.

He floated on by to the piano right behind me.

Listening to the piano and watching a movie don't work out so well. Incase you people were wondering.

I gave up. A girl went to sit by him. closely.

She had a crush. obviously.

yes I am listening to beibers christmas cd while writing this post. tis the season.

I proceeded to invade their privacy.

The girl was asking the boy why in the world did he where glasses on Mondays and Wednesdays and his contacts on Tuesdays and Thursdays. "I noticed and I mean I've only known you for like 2 weeks."

"oh and how do you like your massages done?"

"let me tell you about my ex-boyfriends and how creepy they were."

"can I give you a massage?"

The guy was trying to ignore her. Playing the piano and giving the occasional yeah, mmmhhhh. When he got up to leave she followed. Walking by me he patted my back and said "Oh hey, how are you?" I think he wanted a save. I wasn't willing, poor guy.

So the whole point of this story was not to laugh at someones suspense just that I should have been nicer, because if I was in that situation I would want the same.

Well hey, I went to Chalk the Block,

I was gonna enter.

Sadly I didn't.

I wanted a team and didn't want to pay seventy dollars to do art that would wash away.

Orem High AP Art. Soooo proud right now.

 I HATE this picture but can I just point out how different we look here.

Please notice I don't have bangs! 

 She's a well known chalk artist and super good. 

Vivint got her to come out and join the little gathering.

 Mostly everything there had something to do with Disney.

 Amazing.

 Mountain View High put a lot of thought into this piece. 

It makes be proud to be a tiger.

But hey...good work.

Hey Hey Hey

I've deleted over 100 friends on facebook.

i should have deleted more but frankly I like to stalk the ones i didn't.

I want to fly some where i've never been preferably New York or Hawaii.

Am I always talkin about those two places in particular?

Yep. One day i'll buy a one way ticket.

This next summer.

I wish I had a story to tell.

I went to the institute dance

I painted a UVU shirt just for the occasion.

There were a lot of people there.

We danced like crazy just us two. 

We were asked to dance every slow dance we didn't run from.

am i 12? Yes.

Then some handsome men came in. 

four of them.

they said hi.

we liked them. 

they followed us around the dance floor from afar.

we didn't talk.

We left, mostly because I was asked to slow dance by some what of a forty year old with bad facial hair, they walked out right behind us.

Walking to our cars they yelled goodbye.

I'm still regretting it.

i should have said something to them.

they were gorgeous and now were at home empty handed.

what do i have to lose...nothing.

in fact without saying something i already have.

ward prayer

So we've had this stalker, tam and i.

I really shouldn't call him a stalker cause he's not all there, but quite frankly he is.

He called tambam 8 times one sunday.

She didn't answer.

He left messages instead. Asking out on date messages.

He does this to every girl.

He gets their phone numbers asks them if they have a boyfriend then asks them out repeatedly.

He's done this to tam several time and she keeps getting out of it, probably since she lied about having a boy toy (does that sound naughty?) in St. Geezy.

What a bum.

Moving on to ward stare.

He came.

He hardly ever comes. Thank goodness.

But this time he did. I was avoiding him, which is not easy.

Hence the reason why it didn't work. 

He appeared in my group of friends.

He asked if he could have my cell phone number and whipped out his little bitty note pad and pen.

I told him no, but he could have my home phone.

He asked me what was wrong with my cell phone. 

I told him it blacks out.

It does, i'm not a liar.

I then ignored him and started talking to my friends. The ones that were secretly laughing or not so much.

He vanished and reappeared behind me.

He asked me if i'd like to go on a date sometime.

I said no, I don't think so. 

I don't have a soul.

He then asked me "are you saying no you don't want to go on a date?"

"No thanks."

"Are you just too busy?"

"Yeah I guess, with school starting up and with work."

He was upset. I don't think he's ever been turned down before.

He was just holding another girls hand a week ago.

Honestly.

Just me.

It's still just me.

i found that five am is way to early to arise.

finals.

I only have one more. The overload is over. I'm tired.

That's what working full time, and actually having a social life does to ya.

I'm not bragging. Trust me if you knew the dets....

Friday night I met a boy. he was blind, not literally, as in we'd never met before.

I like him. He's sweet. Nice. A gentlemen.

Oh and he country danced with me. I went down swingin' aka an embarrassment to my boots.

Then Saturday came along. Good ol' Saturday.

What a perplexing date.
He wasn't as charming as the first one.

I didn't say a word. I played the silent game all by myself.

My mandude deserved it. Straight up.

Did I mention this was a triple? Yes tambam tagged along. Skywalker was FINE (her date). She got the good one.

(and he has already called her for their next date.)

They kinda like each other a lot.

Did I acknowledge the he knows Mr. J? Remember him?

My date was a bum.

I'm no longer the social butterfly I once was.