Split Screen Sadness, John Mayer

A little bit ago, I attended a concert with the headliner known as John Mayer. While I am a listener of his music, I do not consider myself a fan. I pretty much went to just experience his music, and to listen to Colbie Cailliat, who I love!

We started at the concert and by the end we were a ruckus Chaos that people enjoyed!
Some friends and I invited our moms, because we thought they would be fun. We also invited our other friends ( but they are more family!), Nebula choreographer, And the impeccable Sandy Amphitheatre assistants!

All in all we had fun, and maybe a little too much. We danced and shouted and rejoiced of each others company. If these pictures do not show it, you have issues!

All Your Attention, Daniel Bedingfield

Yesterday I attended the event of a lifetime, Another Parade. I didn't really know what to expect, but it was quite impressive. I took some photos of some of my favorite entries:

Why is this a float, and why are you telling us you are ugly? There were several "floats" that passed out health nutrients as well as beauty supplements flyers. The picture below was for hair extensions. I laughed. A lot.

Our Next Entry was the SLCC Marching Band. I really had no idea that they had one. It just goes to show that they really are trying to compete with other High Schools in the Area.... What? SLCC is a college? Oh gotcha... retraction of earlier statement. (I did attend SLCC and they provide a great education at little cost which is something I miss.)

Everyone loves a Christian entry, and I was pretty proud that a Church had a float. I was more impressed with the RV. It made me want to go camping, which usually never happens. Also if you look closely the passenger has a megaphone that was yelling various Christian phrases at us. It had me a little scared. Also important to note is that they were playing 80's Christian music, which sounds... not so good.

The last entry was the most refreshing. Perhaps it is because my friend was passing out Otter-Pop like items. Their float by Jordan Credit Union was a good entry, with ample energy!

Put 'em Up, 3LW

Okay so I refuse to call them 3LW, because let's face it They are the Cheetah Girls.

CHEEEEETAAAHHLICIOUS!


Back in Middle School, when I wasn't carrying around someone's backpack, I was eating lunch with my good friend. Once while we were snacking on our pizza (or whatever she brought in her McDonald's Metal Lunchbox that was too cool), there were some girls screaming behind us. I look back and the next thing I know is that I am being pushed by a crowd, as two girls begin to fight. They continued pulling each other's sweaters and screaming expletives, all the while throwing punches, until an administrator came and broke up the fight.

After I started shaking and could not calm down. This was my first fight that I had seen, and I had been less than 4 feet from it. To this day I can remember what the fighters looked like. To this day I still hate fights and violence but I have learned to deal with it.

If you have to fight to prove your position, then you need to reconsider your issues, because first impressions never lie. Please talk out your problems and do not yell, because only haters yell.

So peacefully protest!

Beyond the Sea, Duncan Sheik

Okay so tonights posts are a few rants/thoughts:

• I am really diggin the teenybop CD by Vanessa Hudgens. Yes a 24 year old can jam out because Music is Timeless.

• Like a fellow blogger, I have joined the Britney Challenge, which means I can only listen to Britney Spears Albums while driving. Each week there is a different CD, and this week it starts with her very first one, Baby One More Time. There are several songs on this CD that I never remembered were on this CD. IE "Sometimes"- I always thought this was a song released as an import, and never having an American Release.

Today at work I discovered 2 things

• Kool-Aid points were the thing to collect in my childhood. At one point I actually sent in and received a Frisbee and Kool-Aid Man figurine. I remembered today that I had quite a few points left in a box from when a Companion and I drank as much Kool-Aid as we could so that we could receive something cool from our points. We never did, and we never will! It was announced that the kool-aid point program was to be discontinued April 2007. Don't believe me? Take a look at a recent packet! So in honor of the drink, I am bringing it into work tomorrow.

• I have always loved McDonald Land cookies, but sadly they are gone as well for "baked goods." I really enjoyed eating them at my own table at my mom's work. I would sit there and color in the break room with my mom keeping an eye on my nearby. Interesting note- There was a guy named Joe who would always come talk to me, and sometimes buy me snacks from the vending machine. A few years later I found out he withdrew his bank accounts, and left his family and wandered into the desert. Weird I know, because there is no relation to the cookies and Joe.

Rainy Monday, Shiny Toy Guns

Today was one of those days when I wish it would just rain. Not because it was too hot, but just for memories sake.

The pitter-patter, smell of the wet pavement, the cold feel against my face, and the cleansing effect it has on the world around me.

I loved riding my bike through big puddles and lifting my legs so they didn't get soaked.

I love looking at my reflection in the pools below.

Rain reminds me of the dances at night that were performed in the gutter and around the fire.

In Elementary School, I loved it when it would rain because it meant I could take an umbrella to school and pretend to be Mary Poppins, by jumping off the steps!

Stop! Stay Away from My Sister, Beu Sisters

This past weekend I had an amazing adventure with my sister. It all started with a trip to Costco, which was followed by a rendevous to Provo, followed by getting "Chadder-ed" in American Fork, and a trip to Ikea to pick up a few things...

It had been a while since I had done anything with her in a while, and it was fun... except for the Wyoming-like folk in a party store, to which I wanted to scream the title of todays blog.

Come Back and Stay by James Morrison

So today I was thinking about past events and memories with different people, so please come back, and stay... awhile.

1) I happen to live by a polygamous community aka the compound. For some reason my friends, sisters, and I would find it entertaining to drive into the compound, and just look around. Sometimes they would come up to us and tell us we couldn't be there. Other times, they would chase our Big Red Van with tennis rackets, baseball bats, and fists. One time we went we had the van loaded with 10 people... or more... and one of the "adults" came up and talked to my mom who was the driver. The man was annoyed that we were there, so my mom made an excuse that we were lost, and needed directions. Everyone was quiet, and some tried to hide from the man's gaze. The moment my rolled up the window, laughter broke out and screams rose from the van filled with kids.

2) Have you been to Gilgal Park? If not it is a must. I went there one Sunday (Its open very weird hours!) with the same friends from the story above. As you walk in there are all these bricks with weird messages and scriptures. There is always the infamous Joseph Smith Sphinx.... Anywho after the visit we departed. Once we reached the main road, my sister realized that we were out of gas. Thankfully the big red van, had 2 gas tanks, so she switched over to the other tank, only to realize it was almost out of gas as well. Madness immediately followed, as teenagers decided if we should fill up on gas on a Sunday or not. It was decided that it was an emergency and that we needed to fill up! For some reason this memory always comes up on appropriate Sunday activities.

Outside Looking In, Jordan Pruitt

When I read the title of today's song, I thought of the little match girl. Weird?!


When I was in Junior High I had a difficult time. I was super tall, skinny, and had a super high voice. I had trouble making friends and stuck to my two new and best friends; a sporty in-crowder, and a girl who was his neighbor, who loved Nickelodeon and video games as much as I did. At one point, like everyone else, I was made fun of because of my Old Navy Performance Fleece jacket. I really never felt like I fit in. BUT then one day magic happened. At lunch I found 2 people who I knew from my neighborhood. They hated carrying around their backpacks, so one day I recommended (or they told me to...) carry around their backpacks during "A" Lunch for a penny ( I had to do something to buy Haribo Frogs!). So I did so. For some reason I felt really cool, or that I was apart of something.... Years later I look at this and laugh, because the people that I helped during lunch are two of my best friends. And recently one of these good friends sent this picture to me: Funny how photos bring it all back!



I still love the underdog, and feel an a connection to those that are alone, or feel that way. So next time someone is alone, shy, or looking down. Say hello and be a friend!

Now what to do about the match girl?

Pictures of You by Last Goodnight

I was planning on posting my One Republic experience, but thanks to the random song generated, I am going to post just pictures. Maybe one day I will post it, AND YES I have already written it.