Next 2 You

Seeing it is the last day of the month, and it is sunny, and warm, and happy outside, I will give you a little list of what I have been listening to the last 31 days. Yes, I still am loving JB, but no, the list is not full of his wonderful voice, just one, and it isn't even a full one, it's like a half-one.

• Sydney (I'll Come Running)- Brett Dennen


• Modern Girls & Old Fashion Men- The Strokes & Regina Specktor (I think The Strokes have taken the spot of my favorite band)


• Day Tripper- The Beatles


• Sweet Jane- The Velvet Underground


• The First Single (You Know Me)- The Format (Will always be in my top 5)


• You and I- Ingrid Michaelson


• Blue Skies Again- Jessica Lea Mayfield (Excellent single of the week, I love it)


• I Won't Let Go- Rascal Flatts


• Bullet- Steel Train


• Arms- Christina Perri (Once again, nice work Christina)


• Windows Are Rolled Down- Amos Lee (Heard this beauty on Ellen)


• The Beat Goes On- Beady Eye


• Shell Games- Bright Eyes


• Next 2 You (feat. Justin Bieber)- Chris Brown (I love it, and I don't care what anyone says)


• Young Blood- The Naked and Famous


• The Way We Get by- Spoon (needed to represent some O.C.)


• Thank You- The Redwalls


• More- Usher


• Something Good Can Work- Two Door Cinema Club


• The Way You Make Me Feel- Michael Jackson (Needed to end this spring-inspired mix off with a classic)

The Stand-In

Recently I participated in a secular activity known as Spring Break. I only took about three pictures. Two of which were not taken of the main subject, but of the people in the background. They are married, and were really wearing that. We had to document them. Becca is pretty beautiful though, and that was her birthday as well! Happy Vegas Birthday!

Run This Town

I have a fascination. I am very intrigued with the process of casting people for movies. I was recently almost obsessed with the casting of a new Gatsby movie, especially when I found out Leonardo Dicaprio is going to play Gatsby himself. Does anyone else think he will do a great job? The Great Gatsby is probably my favorite non-Harry Potter novel, which is saying something. And for those of you who have read this book, which should be all of you, and have seen the 1974 movie with Robert Redford and Mia Farrow, which should be all of you, you understand that the great importance of the role of Daisy.

Daisy had is really carefree and playful, and I'm happy to say I am pleased with the choice of Carey Mulligan. I think she will be fantastic in what they are calling "the role of a lifetime." Oh I am getting butterflies just writting about this. Toby Maguire will be Nick Carraway, and already I am picturing these three in period costumes, and driving that beautiful car beneath the watch of Dr. T. J. Eckleburg.

This week, the biggest casting announcement will most likely be the role of Peeta alongside Jennifer Lawrence as Katniss in The Hunger Games. (I'm guessing they will have a Peeta by the end of the week.) I was really rooting for Hailee Steinfeld as Katniss, like really, really wanted her, but after a couple weeks of thought, I am ok with their choice. Both were nominated for Oscars this year, and both have great futures...maybe Hailee is still just too young. There is a big group of up-and-coming actors in for the part of Peeta, we'll see who gets lucky and is cast. Although we all know I like Gale a whole lot more, I can't wait to see who plays that piece of the love triangle.

-In other casting news, Amy Adams is Lois Lane in a Christopher Nolan produced Superman: Man of Steel. Armie Hammer as the Prince in The Brothers Grim: Snow White (just one of three in the works). And the Evil Queen in these? Julia Roberts, in The Brothers Grim, and Charlize Theron in a darker one that is hoping for Kristen Stewart to get the lead.

I am definitely in need of some good movies. We are nearing HPDH2, horray!

One Day More

Yesterday morning I was in my bathroom getting ready for the day, and I could hear the little footsteps of my two 3-year-old cousins running around in the hall. So I went out to look for them, and when I found them, they were hiding in my parent's closet, and I scared them. Their little screams, and then the nervous laughter after were so cute. So cute. So I go back to my bathroom, and my other cousin Libby comes in carrying Raquelle, whose pants are now wet. "You scared her, you get to clean her up." I guess she got a little excited, and wet herself. I still feel really bad.

Early Bird

I love this. Maybe it is the Shirley Temple, maybe it is the spring-ness, or maybe it is the fact that I would love to be a musical supervisor and pick music for commercials such as this.

You're So Right

Last year something horrible happened. I got hit in the eye with a glowstick. I was at a crazy rave (not really, just a Marcus Wing white-out party on the quad) when the incident occurred. It stung so badly, and even then, in the mostly dark there was a little black dot in my vision. I just thought it would go away. I continued to dance, then went home pretty late and went to sleep.
My church wasn't until 1:15, so I probably slept in til about 12:45, put on some clothes, and then went to church. I was so tired, and that little black dot was still there, and it hurt. I sat through most of church looking through my non-black-dot-eye, in a sort of perma-wink. That late church was horrible, even though it was only 15 minutes later than a normal 1 o'clock church, it seemed to take FOREVER.
I got back to my apartment, read a little of my book, but that proved to be hard because of that painful dot, and the closing of one eye. That dot made me feel so tired. It was probably only 5:20, but I didn't care, I fell asleep. I woke up around 8, brushed my teeth, and went back to sleep for the rest of the night. That black dot was exhuasting.
When I woke up Monday morning, the dot was still there! There had to be something wrong, so I called my mom. She did some research, and found an eye doctor in Logan with an appointment available that afternoon. Upon arriving, it was discovered that my retina was bleeding, and could possibly detatch-which I hear is no good. So to deal with that, I had to go back for another check up two days later, then twice the next week, then once the week after that, then the next week, then 2 weeks later. We'll just say the receptionist and I became friends, I was there a lot.
But my retina is fine, thanks for asking.

Hungry Like The Wolf

Remember when I dyed my hair brown??

I Won't Let Go

Some things from my week:

• As I read my book (whether or not it was a Nicholas Sparks novel is irrelevent) last night, it got kinda scary, no one was home, and I had to listen to Justin Bieber while I read to counteract the scary.
• Still haven't finished that Lit. Review that was due on the 5th, yes, I'm aware that is over two weeks ago.
• What up (any NBA player or celebrity, i.e. "What up Charles Barkley").
• Super envious of some pals that hit up SXSW in Austin.
• Cupcakes, cupcakes, cupcakes.
• "In the course of my existance I never thought we would have boyfriends." -Torie Welsh.
• Ellen was on spring break, re-runs, bummer.
• New The Strokes album in two days, that's what's up.
• Ants, ants everywhere.
• CHOCOLATE BALLS.
• My iPod is full, but really, full, full, full.
• Jungle or desert?
• "I didn't know Liz played baseball!" -MJ Swal.
• Spring break feels so far away, but it was less than 10 days ago, how sad.
• Going home tomorrow to watch the sisters perform for their dance classes, should be a treat.

HAPPY MONDAY TOMORROW

Dream a Little Dream of Me

I was walking down the hall of this large castle-like building, when I came to some open french doors. Outside on the balcony, standing in the lightly falling snow was Taylor Swift. I was about to walk out to talk with her, when Justin Bieber walks out, wearing his signature purple zip-up hoodie. They talked, they laughed, I watched, not wanting to interupt as most fans would, I have some self-restraint. They walked down the stairs together, Taylor seeming a little upset, she must be upset a lot, some of her songs are really sad. I am a little mad that I missed my chance to meet them, but I really didn't want them thinking I was annoying. I turned around, walked back down the hall, and out the front doors.
Suddenly it was more like summer time, and as I made my way down the walk I saw Taylor Swift standing underneath a tree to my left. I made my way over, she was still looking upset. "Hi Taylor," I said a little sheepishly, "I am a fan, and I just wanted to say thank you for being such a great role model, not just for me, I mean we are the same age, but all those millions of little girls. It is really great." She smiled through her tears and gave me a hug, "You are only the second fan to talk to me as if we are friends, I really appreciate it."
"Let me take a picture of you two," it was Justin Bieber, he had just walked across the grass. I handed him my camera, and we smiled and smiled, and laughed at how my hair and Taylor's looked so similar. I knew this was my chance, I asked if I could get a picture with the Biebs, and he handed my camera to Vanessa from Gossip Girl. A small group of people had made their way over. Taylor was now talking to other people, but Justin fixed his hair and came over to take a picture with me. He insisted he needed to me on my left, because that was his better side. Which was fine with me, because honestly my right side is better for the camera.
"How has your day been?" I asked, I had heard in Never Say Never that he doesn't know why people just won't talk to him instead of all the yelling and squealing that always happens. "Oh it's been pretty good, my mom loaded this book thing onto my phone." "Oh, the kindle app?" I asked, seeing as I am a fan of the books. "What is your favorite book?" I asked, this could be a great conversation. "One about Michael Jordan." Maybe not, I thought to myself, I was really hoping he would have said Harry Potter. But his arm was still around me from the pictures.
During our exchange of words, I was too caught up in that cute little face to notice that Vanessa slipped my camera into her purse. That would have been devastating, considering how many people would be jealous over that picture with Justin Bieber. Luckily, Ashton Kutcher was standing there to notice, and to pull it back out of the purse.

....and then I woke up.

Still Not Friday

10 Things I like about Heidi:

1. When she tells me she couldn't concentrate on her homework because she was too into the music.
2. When she tells me that music was Def Leppard.
3. When her math homework involves animal food chains.
4. When we watch Ellen and eat Nutella and pretzels together.
5. When she is laughing so hard she laughs like Holly.
6. When she is obsessed with songs for like a week, then moves on.
7. When she informs me she is nervous that the ants in our kitchen are building an ant mound under the fridge.
8. When asked what she doesn't like about the salad, she replies, "Lettuce."
9. When she makes her bed before she can go to sleep at night.
10. When she says "Baby" is probably JB's dumbest songs, but deep down I know she loves it, she is just trying to be cool. I've caught her singing along a couple times. Accept it Heidi, "Baby" is a great song.

Dear Ellen

Today I wrote something like this to Ellen...

My favorite food is chocolate milk. I'm not sure that that can count as a favorite food seeing as it is actually a drink, but I don't care, I still say it is my favorite food.
Being an intern for the Ellen Show reminds me of chocolate milk. Delicious, refreshing, from the cow, white milky goodness. Milk is like the show itself, the beginning, the starting line, the clean slate. Without of the show there is nothing. There are no jokes, no guests, no audience members, no blind-folded musical chairs. The show, just like milk, can get along just fine on its own, but when you add the extra things, chocolate for example, it just gets better and better.
I am the chocolate. I can bring a new flavor to the team. I am fun, caring, and sweet...just like that chocolate mix. (I had more right here about how I can help, it was really clever, and great, and will for sure get me this internship, but I didn't save it, which is really upsetting to me because I told myself over and over to save it.)
To me, chocolate milk makes everything better, and if things are already good, a little more chocolate milk can't hurt. I can be your chocolate flavoring! Let me help mix things up!

April 19, 2010

Today in my Psychology class we were talking about phobias and anxiety disorders. One girl raised her hand to share her fear: zombies. A couple people chuckled, but then she started to cry. "I know it sounds stupid," she said, " but I really have a huge fear of them." The class went silent, she cried on, "My husband has been making me watch zombie movies, Shawn of the Dead, and Zombieland, they're stupid, but they still make me way scared and cry really hard." That poor girl, her hubby probably thinks it is hilarious. This reminded me of something I learned over the weekend while I was writing a paper on magic through history. I was writing my section on Voodoo when I came across Pertro, the bad branch of the before mentioned magic. Part of the practice of Petro is the making of zombies, (there is also death cursing and wild sexual orgies, but we don't care about that so much.) Voodoo is mostly practiced in Haiti. Recently, if you can't remember, there was a very large earthquake in Haiti sending destruction across the island. With that destrution, there may be some distraction from the Petro, and more practicing of the Rada (good Voodoo, 95% of all Voodoo practiced) meaning, there is less of a chance new zombies are being made. Good news world.

FUTURE AGGIE

YAY! Congrats to my sister Kaitlyn for becoming one of the newest additions to Utah State University. After being one of like 570 applicants, she and 19 others have become the 2011-2012 Freshman Ambassadors. Good job Kait, can't wait to have ya up on campus with me!

But Really, Watch These!

This pretty much explains my life the last two weeks, ok, maybe not completely, but it does get stuck in your head...

This was Heidi and myself this morning walking to class.

And this beauty was on Leno last night. Coco, you're famous.

HAPPY SPRING BREAK!

Parents?

My parents are pretty great. I remember the exact day I thought they were cool. In ninth grade I was a pretty huge fan of the Women's National Soccer Team. I watched every game, knew every fact, I loved it. My mom even checked me out of school so I could watch the gold medal game live, instead of later. Following the win of the gold medal in the 2004 Olympics, 5 of the veteran players, the "91ers," retired. As sort-of a farewell tour, they played a couple more games around the country, with the last one being in The Home Depot Center in California, soccer central of America.

The day before tickets went on sale I decided to jokingly tell my parents about this. "So, the tickets for Mia Hamm's last game go on sale tomorrow." My dad asked where it was, and that was all I expected. Finished eating dinner, went to sleep, and then went to school the next day, not even giving it a second thought, because it was a pretty big long-shot.

When I got home from school, guess what had happened? MY MOM SCORED US FRONT ROW SEATS!! That's right, my mom sat and sat and waited for the tickets to go on sale and got us the most excellent seats. We flew to California for a couple days and went to this historic game. AND, we were even on ESPN and the TODAY show (because I made a nice poster, and our front row seats made for easy viewing.)

My parents rock.

These ladies changed women's soccer. I owe most of my soccer playing childhood to them.