I Am...

Madly in love with Ireland.
I've also taken nearly five hundred pictures... Of course. What did you expect?
But my favorite this far has been The Cliffs of Moher. They're beautiful beyond description.
Also Galway.
Also Dublin.
Also the beds and breakfasts we've stayed at... Even though they're FREEZING.
Also the people... They are AMAZING! So nice!
More when I get home.
Love you, miss you!
CHEERS!

Wa-Hoo!

I feel so good!
Tea and I went to the pool, and just kinda worked out... It felt so good! I feel way... Impowered? New deal, I'm going to do that forever until I look good enough to wear that swimsuit. [Well, I already do, but still. I like FEELING like I look good enough to wear that.]

Today was, in a word, good.

I'm trying to get all the blogging I can out of my system before I leave [IN EXACTLY ONE DAY AND TWO HOURS!!! WHOO!] because I won't have a computer in Europe. I'm going to miss you all so much!

Gotta go pack.
Whoo!

Vaugely Dissatisfied.

But definitely not suprised.
To quote one of my favorite books 'I couldn't even come up with a new way to pave my road to hell.'

This is the story of the three of us, down by the water and the tide is rising, this world is burning and I'm terrified, I need a little more time with you, oh, I just need a little more time with you.

Today, after school, I was sitting in Ms. Abel's room with her and Blake, and it just hit me that I probably won't see Blake or Shay after this summer ever again. [Naturally, I promptly burst into tears. Poor Blake... I don't think anyone on earth has seen me cry as much as that boy.]
I mean... How dreadfully sad is that? And Kara... I won't get to watch her grow up. [I mean, Doll, you're already growing, but I won't see you get the tough layer of skin that high school is bound to give you.] I will change, and I won't even recognize the person I will become. Or the person I was.

But at least I'll get some variety, right? Actually have a chance to pick my poison, instead of going with the same old boring... Well, ya know.

A day and a half... That's all I have left. If I can make it through another day and a half, I will make my escape. And after that, only seven weeks.

I'm so in love with this photo...

Was I The Moth, Or The Flame?

Thank you, angels.
:]

I cannot freaking wait... I leave for Ireland in TWO DAYS!! Actually, we leave for Phoenix, then London [squee!] then on Monday we'll be in Dublin. :]

Of course, leave it to the Doctor to freak the heck out of me... Turns out in Ireland there are crazy terrorists who burn your cars, or if you don't get out fast though, they just throw a bomb in and you DIE.
So... I love you all? I hope I can see you all before I go, because if I die, I want to have nice memories of everyone.

This weekend was awesome, basically... Loved hanging out with Tea and Kara, and random hanging out with Dax. And I finished 'The Book Thief' which I am pretty sure that everyone alive needs to read.

I wish my Sundays were as good as the rest of my weekends... But now that I don't see Ms. Abel anymore, there's absloutely NO REASON for me to even like Sundays. SAD.

Erin Go Braugh.


My little brother is learning about the Beatles, and it's about the cutest thing I've ever seen in my life... Whenever I get grouchy at him, he says 'Hey, remember? George, Paul McCartney, John Lennon, and... Um... The drummer, Star!' And I just hug him.

I'm sure I've got so much more to say, I've been saving things and now they've just all disappeared.

If I could, I would swallow your pain, and bring you home on a passenger train...

But Ms. Abel's back! Yays!

kthxbye.

It's the song, actually, I just happened to find a video with my two TV boyfriends that goes with this song that I'm in love with...
I'm pretty sure I could not love this blog entry anymore, unless it got awesome comments. lol.

LOVE!!!!

and now I'm heading over to Teanna's... And I will FINALLY be able to get a good night's sleep, because I won't be daydreaming about tonight FINALLY happening.
And after tomorrow night, everything in the world will be better.
Well, at least less stressful.

Growing Pains.

I dunno what it is about this week/month, but it seems that change is just bursting at the seams.

- I've been watching Phantom of the Opera the last couple of days; I checked it out of the library. This makes me feel like an awful drama kid, but I think I might be changing from Team Phantom to *gulp, don't hit me* Team Roul.
First off, I'd just like to say that I think Christine is the MOST overrated character on Broadway. Am I the only one who's realized that she's completely INSANE?!? I mean yeah, she's got the voice of an angel [no pun intended] but seriously? She hears a creepy old guy voice when she's praying and nah, she doesn't freak out, she FALLS IN LOVE WITH IT. And Phantom... He will forever hold a place in my heart, but he would've only dragged her down into the depths of his dark despair.

-Eleven weeks exactly. Until I am done with high school forever.
Don't ask me how I feel about it, because as excited as I am to just be finished with all the STUPID DRAMA, and people, and everything... This is all I've really known, ya know? When it actually comes and is over with, I'm sure I'll wonder what I was afraid of, but for now... gulp.

- This song
is the reason I first wanted to go to Galway, and now I go and find out it's basically Ireland's version of Jerome. Can this please just be my heaven?

-My goal for this trip is to meet and kiss an Irish boy.
I'm pretty psyched about that... Even if it's just a waiter on the cheek or something, I want very much to get some international action. ;]

- For those of you who haven't heard, my little dog Sammy died on Saturday. We're all pretty upset about it... We loved him alot. We got him when I was a freshman, and it's so weird not having him around. Obviously, I was pretty attached. But everything happens for a reason, right? Everything happens for a reason.

-It's really hitting senior crunch time. On Friday [oh yeah, that would be day after tomorrow] I have:
Senior research project due.
Ireland essay for my parents due.
Photos printed, matted and submitted for NPC photography contest due.
Ask me again how much of that I have done?
Oh, I'm such a procrastinator. I get a thrill off the deadlines, I know.

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In preparation for this trip, we are all waking up at 5 AM this week, and FOUR STINKIN AM so the jet lag won't be as bad when we get there, which is a good thing.
At the same time... IT'S FREAKIN FIVE O'CLOCK. So if Cupcake falls asleep during class... Blame the Irish. :D

-Speaking of, apparently some kids in my English class have resurrected that nickname? Of course, they definitely don't do the full name Ms. Abel gave me [cupcakebutterflyrainbowsunshinebaby] but I still think it's adorable. Something about pet names just makes my heart smile.

-And while we're on the topic of heart smiles... :]


Night, all.

They're Just Thoughts, So Go Ahead And Speak.

-When I was a baby, I had one of those nifty electric swings that you can put the kid in and they'll be set for hours. I used it until I was too big, then passed it on to Sadie. I wasn't even necessarily attached to the swing, I didn't think about it much; It was just a staple in the corner of our tiny living room.
Until the fateful day that the battery in the swing died.
Now, normal people, when a battery dies, they change it. and that's what the 'rents were going to do. I, on the other hand, am NOT normal. I wouldn't let them throw the battery away! I held onto it, cried, and screamed when anyone got close. I kept it under my bed for a few months, until I grew out of that stage and let my mom throw it away.
Does this say something about how adverse I am to change?
VERY.
My ward just changed today. I was really looking forward to it, honestly... There aren't many people in my ward that I like. But they took away Sister Smith, my young women's leader, and my bishop and his family [Daniel and Becca Williams]. They were the only ones I wanted to keep, really. And they're gone. My heart? A little broken up.

-We talked on the phone exactly ONCE. So why is it that my heart broke a little when i heard your name? I don't even know what you look like.

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- I hate reminding myself 'He's just not that into you, he's just not that into you, he's just not that into you'... Because, darn it, I wish he was. Never mind all the stupid signs, that should make it blantantly obvious that I'm wasting my time. I. DON'T. CARE. [um, well, ya see... I just let tea borrow the copy of HJNTIY, obviously.]

- This is pretty cool... Sam sent it to me, but I think I would appreciate it more if I was high:
http://www.bornmagazine.org/projects/whystayup/project.html

- I'm hungry. And tired. And poor.

- On the plus side... I just found out that I have the SAME FAVORITE SONG as Jensen Ackles: