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I am the best babysitter ever. Why, you may ask? Well because the other day when I was watching lil Abbs and Charlie they couldn't fall asleep. When they came to get me to read more stories to them I agreed. But as hard as Abbs tried I wouldn't read her "awesome shark book!" to her. Oh, no no. Instead the girls listened to me reading the Book of Mormon :) Yup, thats right. Worked like a charm. Girls were out sooner than expected :)

Glitz, Ni-Ni's, and Tantrums

I have probably watched this clip . . . .200 times maybe. It just never gets old :) My absolute favorite part is when both her fingers are up in the air, but only one finger is being waved. Its just so priceless :) Please, enjoy.






Are you thoroughly horrified now? Good. Now that you are you should know that Juana,  the mother, had a mental breakdown in the middle of the pageant because she said "kenzie's been acting up lately and it's just too much for me". That added so much more meaning for me :)

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Goodbye Bucky. You have been good to me. I will never forget you. They way you would break down on the side of the freeway at midnight. The way I fondly placed surfing stickers all over you so it would seem that you were just my "surfing car" and my real car was simply in the shop. The way you smelled moldy for a week after it rained for five minutes. The way your seat belt would never buckle so I was driving illegally for a year. The way your air conditioning was the best air conditioning I have ever known. The way your treated me when I napped between classes. The way you were missing a hubcap. The way you started violently shaking if I went over 65 on the freeway, and why my parents loved you for that. You were an automatic way to ensure my parents that I would not and could not speed. I loved how you were a woody wanna-a-be. How you were 20 years old and still would haul my entire family with all of our bags, including all 10 bags Kirsi always brings. How your heater never worked and dad had to buy me one. How I could never completely get the dog hair out of you. They way you would take me and all my friends on a road trip and save us from having to take a sobriety test from the cops. (thats another post) The way your trunk had to be propped up with a stick to keep it from smacking me in the head. How your gas gauge would lie to me and say half when it was truly empty. Bucky where ever you are in car heaven, know that I will miss you and you will never be able to be replaced. (but when you are it will be with a newer, working, car.) Bucky you have been well loved and will continue to hold a place in our hearts.

R.I.P. Bucky Kentucky

5 Reasons to be a Follower of Savanahs Blog

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Everyone should be a follower of my friend Savanahs blog.

1. She posts more than I do which might be a plus.
2. She's beautiful
3. As a 17 year old still has a GINORMOUS crush on Nick Jonas.
4. Has a hilarious little sister who cries at least twice a day on a schedule. My favorite story ever is when she came running to Megan (other sister) crying. When Megan asked her why she was crying she sobbed "I don't know!".
5. She's friends with me, so she has to be cool.
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As you should know, this is Ryan Seacrest. I found this on the Internet. The caption read. . . .

"Don't Worry. There is still HOPE."

S. B.

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On Sunday History was made in our house. For twenty-something years my parents have been married. And in that time they have never ONCE watched the Superbowl. Well for the first time ever Mika made us watch it on Sunday. It just felt weird. Mika kept telling us that we had to watch it because we would be watching history in the making. My dad replied by saying "if you make us watch it, that right there is history in the making". So Mika turned it and and twenty minutes later I look over from my computer and everyone, including Mika, was asleep. Super exciting stuff obviously.

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I have the hardest time wanting to read my scriptures before I go to bed. I can never seem to do it in the morning and in the day time is too hard. Bedtime is the only time it can get done but I'm ashamed that it is usually about the last thing I want to do after I have jumped in my big cozy bed. Recently i have come across a solution to this problem. My motivation?? Rapunzel. Yes Rapunzel is my motivation. Why? Because I have an AWESOME Rapunzel bookmark that was given to me by the nice woman working at Disneyland. I use it as it is supposed to be used. As a bookmark. And ever since I have started this I simply can't wait to read my scriptures so that I can look at it and get all giddy. :) Hey whatever works, works.

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Can you spot whats wrong with this picture??

And no, it is not my messy hair.



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This is an email I received earlier today. It is terrifying!



"MAKE SURE YOUR DAUGHTERS, FRIENDS, RELATIVES, ETC. KNOW!


This was written by a guy from KVLY-TV in Fargo .


This is something that happened to us on the way back from vacation last


week. At first I didn't think much of it until now. The reason we were a


little suspicious is we had been riding in a jeep all day with 100


degree temps and we stopped at a truck stop for something to drink.


When I was leaving, a young girl followed me out and asked what kind of


cologne I was wearing. Well, after 7 hours in the car sweating, I


don't think you could tell if I was or was not wearing any cologne. We just got in the jeep and said no thanks.


Then it was about 3 weeks ago, I was at a service station in Birmingham


getting gas. It was about 9:30 pm. I was approached by 2 men and 2 women


in a car. The man that was driving asked me 'What kind of perfume do you


wear?' I was a bit confused and I asked him 'Why?' He said, 'We are selling some name brand perfumes, at cheap prices. I said I had no money. He then reached out of the car and handed me paper that was laminated; it had many perfumes on it. I looked quickly at it and gave it back. I said, have no money. He said it is OK, we take check, cash, or credit cards. Then the people in the car began to laugh. I just got in my car and said no thanks.


Then I received this e-mail yesterday and it sent chills up my spine.


Please read this. It is no joke. Here is the e-mail I was sent:


Dear Friends:


I know not all of you are women that I am sending this to, but am hoping


you will share this with your wives, daughters, mothers, sisters, etc.


Our world seems to be getting crazier by the day. Pipe bombs in mail


boxes and sickos in parking lots with perfume. Be careful. I was


approached yesterday afternoon around 5:30 PM in the Wal-Mart parking


lot by two men asking what kind of perfume I was wearing. Then they


asked if I'd like to sample some fabulous scent they were willing to


sell me at very reasonable rate. I probably would have agreed had I not


received an e-mail warning of a 'Wanna smell this neat perfume?' scam.


The men continued to stand between parked cars, I guess to wait for


someone else to hit on. I stopped a lady going towards them, pointing at


them and told her about how I was sent an e-mail at work about some one


walking up to you at the malls or in parking lots and asking you to


SNIFF PERFUME that the y are selling at a cheap price or at least


compare to which one you like best.


THIS IS NOT PERFUME... IT IS ETHER!


When you sniff it, you'll pass out. They'll take your wallet, your


valuables and heaven knows what else. If it were not for this e-mail, I


probably would have sniffed the 'perfume' but thanks to the generosity


of an e-mailing friend, I was spared whatever might have happened to me


I wanted to do the same for you.


PLEASE PASS THIS ALONG TO ALL YOUR WOMEN FRIENDS AND PLEASE BE ALERT AND BE AWARE. IF YOU ARE A MAN AND RECEIVE THIS, PASS IT ON TO YOUR WOMEN FRIENDS.


Ladies, this happened to me yesterday and I didn't smell the perfume


either, thanks to this email. This is true. Believe me, I know. I was


over by Big Lots in the parking lot at lunch time when I was approached.


So either day or night, it does not matter. There were 3 guys together


when I was approached . I called the police when I got back to my desk.


Like the email says above, LET EVERYONE KNOW ABOUT THIS - YOUR FRIENDS, FAMILY, CO-WORKERS, whomever. It helped me. The first thing that popped into my head was this e-mail warning."

Monster Drinkers

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When Monster drinks and the like first came out me and my siblings had a very sound talking to from my dad about them. He says they are gateway drugs and that under no circumstances is it ok for us to drink them. He associates them with the kids who sell drugs behind Vons. You know kind. The ones where their parents didn't buy them a belt to keep their pants up. The ones that zip around on skateboards or bikes. The kind the cops always seem to talking to and keeping tabs on. Whenever dad sees someone walking on the side of the street with the above description he always says to whoever is in the car "Monster drinker". One of my favorite times he did this is when we were walking by a dark ally on our way to SLO Farmers, there were some kids hanging out in the dark and he looked straight at them and said "Monster drinkers", and kept walking. Needless to say it was the best moment of my life. Me, Matt, and Mika burst out laughing I thought we would explode. Dad didn't get what was so funny. But it was too funny to forget about.

Naturally when I saw this picture in the AGHS parking lot I immediately snapped a shot and sent it to my dad. He responded by saying "Where can I get one?" It was great.

Then for Christmas I made my mom get him an HitMan Monster drink. He opened it and didn't know what to do with it. Once he realized what it was he couldn't stop laughing. Then he immediately wanted to throw it away but we made him keep it. :) It sits in his closet staring him down everyday. :)

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Read about my smooth texting skills here. I'm a sly dog. What can I say??

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Not only do we play tennis after church while we are waiting for our mom to stop talking. We also try to see how many human bodies we can fit in Kirsi's trunk. Only Mac and Mika fit unfortunately.

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In addition to this post, I found these videos that better illustrate my wound.

Its still gross to me.

How Long Do I Wait Before I Call Someone I Like?

                      Obviously from the picture our President does not know the answer either.

Well allow me to share a story. The other day my brother and I were passionately, uhhh ill just say discussing, we were discussing how long to you have to wait to call, text, or talk to someone you like. He said it didn't matter how long you waited or that you even have to wait at all. I kindly put him in his place. The proper amount of time to wait before calling someone is 3 days. You might be saying "well thats what everyone says". But I have proof to back up why I think it is 3 days. The reason? Well, it's very simple. WWJD? Yes I said it. What Would Jesus Do? Jesus waited 3 days to be resurrected. If he had only waited 1 day then people might not have known he had even died, and it would have been pointless. Had he waited 2 days no one would have really paid attention to him because the were still struck with disbelief and in shock. They had not accepted that he had died. No no he waited 3 days, and since we are to follow his example we must wait 3 days to make contact with someone you have a lil crush on.

***If you would like to know more on this subject youtube "how i met your mother 3 day rule"***

The best Sunday's are the ones where you find out you were not the only one who was bored during 1st hour. Lil Tanner had that problem a while ago. This is how I found him after what seemed to be like an eternal, everlasting, tedious, sacrament meeting. The only problem is that he can (and did) express how he felt. Whereas I had to sit and keep pinching myself in vain attempts to try to keep my eyes peeled open. I wish I could just fall over on the pew and sleep no matter how back-breaking the uncomfortable position.

Monday was the first day of school. I was terribly nervous because I don't like first days. What if I was late and the teacher dropped me? What if I couldn't find the class and had to walk in late? (huge fear of mine) What if the teacher asks me to do something and I have no idea what they are talking about? What if, What if, What if. First days are awful. BUT in my "History or Pop, Rock, and Jazz" class something wonderful happened. No, a beautiful boy did not come sit next to me and instantly fall in love with me. Neither was the class cancelled. No, what you need to know is this. My teacher prides herself in having an extensive vocabulary and not only knowing the words, but knowing how to correctly pronounce them. We were talking about artists who are popular and the names Tupac and Ke$ha came up. Loo and behold she pronounced BOTH of them WRONG! She said "Too-pack" and "Keesh-uhh". Why is this something wonderful? Because it means that sometimes teachers are wrong too. :) Don't always trust your teacher ;)

"Stupid as stupid does"
-Forrest Gump

The End is near. School starts tomorrow. I am going to die. I have had 5 glorious weeks of no school and I don't think I am ready to go back. January 24 to June 3 I will have no life. Let the paper writing, math problems, late nights, early mornings, no sleep, minimal eating, and LOTS of power naps begin.

Once upon a time this past summer the fam was at church. As soon as church is over the family's rendezvous point is the car. Except there's one problem. It's a long walk from the RS room to the car, and my mum being a very popular lass gets nabbed by someone who wants to gab with her. So on this one Sunday mum was getting grabbed ALOT. So much that  we left 45 minutes after church had ended. She left 4 children to wait in the car with nothing to do. Naturally we had to invent our own form of amusement. We found tennis rackets and balls in the trunk and the rest is history.

I believe I won. :)

Have you ever asked someone to dance and been rejected? No neither have I; however, my Matts friend has gone through that experience. Unlike most people who would have just sulked off into the dark sides of the room and become a wall flower, this person had a response ready. When the girl had rejected him he said "Oh I'm sorry did you think I asked you to dance? No. I said you look FAT in those pants." 

I'm waiting for the day to use this line.

This is an awful music video. I am so disappointed!



Seriously whats going on?? Why is there snow in her house?? What is that supposed to symbolize?? I just don't know whats going on.

What? You can play Snake on Youtube??

Yes folks you sure can. Its ridiculously fun too. And there are 5 simple steps.

1. Go to a random video on Youtube

2. Pause it at 0:00

3. Hold the left arrow

4. Press the right arrow

5. DON'T DIE

I must admit I've never been good at snake.

Call me a little girl, but I ONLY drink out of my Rapunzel cup.

Water and juice somehow taste better in my cup :)

I really dont think I can wait until I am a senior citizen to have one of these bad boys.



They just seem like such an item of necessity.

I dont know if I have already stated my opinion about this but if I have then im just going to re-state it because that is how strong I feel about it. In my best efforts not to offend anyone im just going to say that I am not picking on anyone in particular; however, if you are guilty of this charge then I would like you to walk away from reading this post with a little bit of regret for your actions.

Ok here we go. First I will start by asking some questions.

- Are you a parent?

- Have you had your child/children blessed?

- If you are a male reading this AND performed the blessed did you hold your child up in a Simba like    manner??

What do I mean by "Simba like manner"? Simply this. Did you take your babe, wrapped in sunday best, and with both hand hold them up above chest level for the people in the pews to see?? If you have then I am afraid you are guilty of one of my top pet peeves. You have participated in what I like to call the "Simba" or more fondly called "Pride Rock".

I just don't understand. Is this an attempt to show the baby off so then people will not need to come up and bug you about seeing the baby? OR is it some old vu-doo that wards off evil? I just don't understand. I makes the person holding the baby Rafiki, and the baby Simba. If I had a dollar for every time I have seen this occur I would be a couple bucks richer. (Small ward, few young families, less baby blessings) Im deathly scared to ask if I am numbered among the Simbas.

In seminary on Friday we were learning about the priesthood, and why men have it and women don't. After our teacher explained everything Tara said

"so basically what your telling me is that we don't have the priesthood. . . . .we just make it."

Needless to say I woke up in time to hear her say that. (not like I actually sleep during seminary. . . . .)

Oh Tara (on the left) what would I ever do without you??

I'm way too weird. In my spare time I draw and paint and read instead of watching t.v. like a normal teenager. Whats wrong with me???



My latest picture

This actually isnt my painting, its Kirsi, but we were painting at the same time.

The last book I read.

Good grief I need a life.

Brownie points for whoever can tell me what this picture is.

Meet Roial

Roail is my friend. She used to live here (until her family moved to VA), and I used to babysit her and her brothers. She is the funniest lil thing you will ever meet. My friend Amika took this video and I probably watch it at least once a week so I can laugh at how silly she is :)

and yes. She is eating a Clementine :)

Last semesters grades

Drum roll please

Hancock:

     Ceramics - A
     Yoga - A
     English 102 - A
     Geometry - A

LMUSD:

     Physical Education - A
     Life Science - A
     Health - A
     Economics - A

8 classes, 30 units, straight A's. Dang im fly.

I have a serious problem with Disney pins. When they first started I thought it was stupid that people would want to spend money on lil tinker toys and then trade them for some that might not even be of more value. Who on earth would want to do that??? Slowly over the years I am ashamed to say that I have grown a lil collection of them myself and even successfully succeeded in trading my first pin the other day. When I say "collection" I dont mean that im one of those people who have binders and binders and binders of them all. No no, I have buy one or two every time I go to D-land. Except last time I was there (one week ago) I may or may not have bought 11 pins. Wow my little collection has grown to a grand total of 23. By far my favorites are my Tangled collection and my Mary Poppins collection.

Today Mika told me "Leena everyone needs a good kissing every once in a while" I don't know what he's trying to tell me but it was a priceless moment ill never forget :)

My mother is feisty tonight and its funny. Im just sitting here lying on the couch with my head on a pillow and she just said to me "Leena, that pillow under your head. Give it to me." hahahahahahahahahaha I happily gave it up but was crying with laughter at her tone. Too funny for words.

Stop and Read

There are two stories I must tell.

Story Number 1

The other day Kirsi and I were talking about if we were going to get our PHD what we would get them in. After considerable thought Kirsi answered "I would get my PHD in Disneyland". True story. 

Story Number 2

On Sundays Mika gets extremely board because everyone takes naps but him because he doesn't like them. A while back Mika decided that he was going to make everyone in the room recite their favorite scripture. So naturally everyone whipped out the "Jesus wept", "Tis better to live the in the wilderness than with an angry and contentious woman" and all the scriptures of those sorts. When it was Mika's turn he started out "Mr. and Mrs. Dursley of number 4 privet drive. . . ." Yes he started reciting Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone. When we told him that was not acceptable he suddenly drew a blank as to a scripture. Best moment of my life :)

We are just going to pretend that this is not Kristen Steward's wedding dress, but that it is mine. So just imagine my much prettier face. Tell me that dress was not made for me. It's perfect. I love it because its bouncy, and fluffy (its so fluffy im gunna die!), it has a smidgen of glitter, its off white which I LOVE, and it has fabric flowers all over it. That is a huge plus. No worries I don't plan on getting married as soon as I turn 18 *9 1/2 more months cough cough* but I saw this dress and instantly fell in love with it.

Flip, too bad its not modest :( alterations must be made!

Rapunzel is my new favorite princess EVER!!! She is amazing. I listen to the soundtrack everyday and it never gets old. I know the words by heart. I secretly think that I am her because aside from living in a tower and having hair that heals, I pretty much live her lifestyle. All day all I do is knit, paint, read, sketch, ceramics, and everything else in the song "When Will My Life Begin". Its a pretty magical life that I lead.

Kirsi went out and bought a unicorn after seeing this movie. Need I say more??

"An unhappy alternative is before you, Elizabeth. From this day you must be a stranger to one of your parents. Your mother will never see you again if you do not marry Mr. Collins, and I will never see you again if you do."

Truer words were never spoken

I can't get enough of this :)