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 :)