Harry O'Lantern

As promised, the fruits of my pumpkin carving labor. Ta da!!!


Pretty impressive, huh? I carved this little fella as part of a boys against girls pumpkin carving contest with the ward. Winners don't have to clean up the Thanksgiving dinner. Trust me, we want to win this. Unfortunately, I think the boys might forfeit. I don't want us to win because they're lazy. I want us to win because we're fabulous!

Kadona also carved a pumpkin for the first time ever, and she was very impressive. All of these are from different sides of the same pumpkin!




Girls rule! And Boys suck!

Shifty-eyed Weirdos

I was talking to Annalee a while ago, and we were discussing the awkwardness of looking someone in the eye. The problem is, aside from the personal invasion of course, that it is physically impossible to look at both of a person's eyes. You have to pick one, or stare at their chin, or maybe their left ear. Or you can be a shifty-eyed weirdo and switch back and forth between their eyes. It's weird! And Awkward! And Un!Comfortable!

To illustrate my point, I was recently watching the cinematic classic, "A Walk to Remember," and since I hadn't yet reached the inevitable, tragic end, I was actually watching the screen instead of blowing my nose or pretending not to cry. Anywho, Mandy Moore's character is trying to look Shane West's character in the eyes and she just keeps going back and forth, back and forth. I giggled a lot. Then I sighed, because they shared their first kiss that wasn't an off script addition to the crappy school play. Good times.

So, the moral of this story is that when in a situation that requires eye contact, don't be a shifty-eyed weirdo. I don't think it's super impressive to potential employers, dates, ecclesiastical leaders, etc. Life might be easier if we were all cyclops. Cyclopses? I'm not sure of the plural here.

Things I'm excited about

I am so super psyched!!!!! about several things coming up.

Numero Uno: High School Musical 3: Senior Year! Huzzah! October 24th, baby! And to whet your appetite, here is a picture of Zac from the upcoming issue of Entertainment Weekly.


His hair is a little funky, but honestly, he has lovely eyes.

B, it's almost my birthday!!!!!!! And Chelsea's too. Yay! I love birthdays!

Finally, the Twilight movie! I am enough of a girl to admit that I have watched the new trailer ten billion times and squealed like a little school-girl! I also discovered this great picture that made me squeal. And I'm not a Twilight squealer. That sounded weird.


Its good for me to have some fun things mixed in with my soul-crushing real life activitays.

Short story short

Cause I don't have tons of time. But I thought I should mention that I have decided to stop blogging when I'm depressed or otherwise having extreme emotions, such as panicking. I think it really shows when that's how I'm feeling. I will only blog when I am feeling aloof and snobbish from now on. I'm sick of my posts turning out like this:


I also tried to find a picture to illustrate what I want my blog to be like (preferably me with my nose in the air, looking extremely disdainful) but I don't have anything like that. Instead, I have some pictures of what I suspect my blog is actually like:


Or maybe this:


Good times.

Truthiness hits my blog!

There are a lot of things I don't understand in this world: politics, Latin, the popularity of Dancing with the Stars, etc. Luckily, Stephen Colbert decided to explain one of these things on his show a couple of months ago--The Oil Shortage. Hopefully this link works for you, and you will soon be as edumacated about the whole thing as me.

http://www.colbertnation.com/the-colbert-report-videos/179263/august-13-2008/formidable-opponent---offshore-drilling

Contradictions

Do you ever feel like maybe some contradictions in your life are holding you back? Lately, I've been thinking that maybe some things would happen for me if it weren't for this killer combination-my enormous ego (some of you thought that was going to say "enormous egg," right?) and my crippling insecurities. On the one hand, nothing's ever quite good enough for me, and on the other, I'm never quite good enough for anything. Am I alone in thinking this? I don't know how to explain it any better.

In other news, I would like to assure everyone that I am not starving! I have food, I just didn't have the ingredients for the specific food I wanted to make for dinner that night. I worked with what I already had. Yay me!

Don't Panic!

And always carry a towel. Well, I gots a towel, but I am freaking out. Let me tell you what, sometimes being a grad student blows, and this is totally one of those times. I am currently extremely low on fundage, so much so that I am forgoing a much needed oil change to Moya the Camry, who just passed her 150,000 mile range. Congrats, baby! Hope you can hold out a little longer! I am also forgoing grocery shopping. Wish me luck finding the right stuff for dinner here in my house.

I would like to blame my landlady for this sad state of affairs, because she cashed two of my rent checks at the same time, but the truth is, I suck. At money management. Sigh. Augh! I am really looking forward to the day when I have cash in abundance and no more financial worries. That's a real day, right? Right?!?!?!?!

Update: I went ahead with the oil change. Baby needs her oil. What good will it do me if she breaks down? Plus, I had a coupon. Already I am feeling slightly better about things (although not ready to go a shopping spree). That "Don't Panic!" thing was good advice.