Oh my YUM

I LOVE when there's an entire cup of chives on my baked potato. Nobody does customer service like you, Wendy's! And when I said I wanted BBQ sauce to go with my chicken nuggets, that was really just a test to see if you could read my mind to know that I actually didn't want any BBQ sauce. Congrats! You passed!

Wendy's always lets me down. Forgettin' my tomatoes, forgettin' my butter for my BP (baked potato), not taking Discover. It's outrageous, fa real.


Other than that my winter break is going just dandily! All my Christmas shopping is officially done, and I bought some winter clothes.
I was at the mall to buy my brother's Christmas present and this guy was trying to sell me a nail buffer (which is extraordinary, really.) And I tried to get away but he knew what I was doing ("You need to think about it? You don need to think about it, that's what they always say and they never come back. They say 'I need to talk to my husband.' When my girlfriend want something she does not talk to me before, she just buy it.") and he was just so nice and funny and Jewish and he asked me if I was Mormon and then told me about how his friend gave him a book of Children's Book of Mormon stories to help him read English better and you know what, I couldn't say no to a guy like that. I didn't even want to. So i bought the thing. And ya know what? I don't regret it! Not one bit! Cause he threw in a complimentary hug and that just won me over.

I also discovered another video blogger on youtube who is so hilarious. I lol every time I watch him. He's not entirely wholesome, I'm warning you. But he has my kind of sense of humor and I can't resist that. I guess that means I'm not wholesome. I'm sorry, guys. I am what I am. Anyway, I really like this one and this one, but honestly they're all pretty funny.

Procrastination is a way of life.

There are a number of things I ought to be doing. I need to study Spanish for my final tomorrow. I should write up my take-home final for landscape careers. Or I might as well be running and burning off some of the million calories I consumed today as long as I'm not gonna do any of the things I used as an excuse not to run earlier. But here I am. Surprise.
I went to the library to print something (I've spent $15 printing stuff this semester. That's really stupid.) On my way there I saw a girl getting a piggy-back ride and I was struck by an impulse to smack her butt. Don't worry; I ignored it, seeing as how I don't necessarily know her. Yeah alright, there's something wrong with me probably. Sorry if I feel a companionship with my BYU peers.
Then, on my way out of the library, I had the opportunity to witness the boy walking in front of me smack his face into the glass door. I felt bad laughing out loud but I'm sure he couldn't blame me. It was kinda cute anyway.
And during my walk back to my dorm I realized I was stepping over all the sidewalk cracks with my left foot. I've been doing this for years. It's because I use the right side of my body so much that I just feel like the left side needs a little attention sometimes. If I step over a crack with my right foot, it's like I'm playing favorites and that is just not fair.

Oh and uh, here's the product of Ali's and my celebration of the completion of our first finals:

Yup that's fancy.

Here's a little peek-a-roo inside the head of a runner

I realized that I have split personalities when I run. One of them is driven and motivated and pretty relentless. (We'll call her Aggy short for agile cause she's agile.) The other is a total slacker and is constantly looking for reasons to stop. (We're gonna go ahead and call her Laggy for laggard.) Aggy and Laggy rarely go running without each other, so being in my head on a run is a lot like sitting between two squabbling children at church whom you don't know and you aren't really sure how to handle the situation so you just carry on doing whatever it is you were doing.

For Example:
Aggy: Wanna go for a run?
Laggy: I'm actually content watching Desperate Housewives.
Aggy: I saw you eat that donut earlier.
Laggy: Fine.

Laggy: Is that a crosswalk? Let's stop at the crosswalk.
Aggy: Green light. White stick guy indicating that it's time to cross. No cars. Dang kinda looks like you're outta luck. Suckaa.

Aggy: K pain. Might as well go away cause we're not stopping.
Laggy: No, pain. Stay awhile. I enjoy watching the suffering.

Laggy: Wouldn't this be a great place to stop and stretch?
Aggy: Wouldn't this be a great place to not waste 5 minutes of perfectly good running time?

Aggy: UNGH doesn't this feel SO GOOD!!
Laggy: Did you want me to answer that honestly or..?

Anyway. That's basically how it goes. Yeah. I got a party goin on up here.

Boys come in flocks.

They leave in them too.
Ladies, have you ever noticed that if one boy is giving you attention, usually you're getting attention from like four other guys as well, but otherwise you're not getting attention from anybody? Maybe it's just me, but it's like, is there any way we could space this out so that I can feel wanted all the time?

This morning I was introduced by my incredibly asian friend, Minji, to this equally incredibly asian youtube video blogger, whom I spent the day watching. Here, here, and here are some of my favorite entries.

Oh, Christmastime.

It most certainly is the most wonderful time of the year.
In celebration, the girls on my floor have opted to participate in Secret Santa amongst ourselves. I have yet to treat my assigned floormate to her holiday goodies, but I thought I might buy myself some time by writing her a note that says something like, "Dear Suzie, Santa doesn't exist. Merry reality."

This is out of control.

Seriously blondes. Stop going brunette. For one you go from looking amazing to looking average. 

Por ejemplo:

vs

 

and

 vs

I would add some real life examples but i don't want to be a creeper.

Second of all there are some of us who would give anything to look good blonde so quit taking it for granted.

I just had such a good idea

If you want a dog but aren't particular about what kind you get and you don't want to pay for it, just post "Lost Dog" flyers and see what turns up.


That reminds me. This is freaking funny. Make sure you have time to read all the way through it cause I want you to fully appreciate it.

Feeling empowered

somethingtothinkabout

Can we stick with our specialties?

Alright Del Taco. Did you change your name to Del Burger? No? Then how about we stick to tacos. And Subway. Personal pizzas? Reallly?

Okay. It's like this. If I want a burger, I'm going to go to a restaurant that specializes in burgers. If I want a taco, I'm going to go to a place whose specialty is tacos. If I want pizza, I'll go to a pizza joint and if I want sandwiches I plan to go to a sandwich place. Is that unreasonable? No. What's unreasonable is that I can go to pizza hut to get pizza, pasta, chicken wings, or subs. What? Does that mean you're not putting as much effort into my pizza? It makes me nervous. That's all I'm sayin.

Somehow I'm down to two pairs of socks.

But the important thing is that I went to stadium cleanup after the game today (go Cougs.) and it was rainy, so I wore my waterproof cheer jacket from my sophomore year.
As it turns out, it's really just a regular jacket masquerading as a waterproof jacket. Like, maybe it was waterproof in another life. Or maybe its dad was a really successful waterproof jacket and its mom was a famous for being a really effective poncho and it was under a lot of pressure to be waterproof but it just couldn't be something it wasn't. You would think after owning this jacket for four years I would be familiar enough with it to know the extent of its capabilities. Anyway I probably have pneumonia now. But who doesn't love a little pneumonia?!

To add to my list of embarrassing moments.

More uncomfortable than embarrassing really.
I was looking forward to my after-run shower. I went into the bathroom in search of an unoccupied stall, but all the curtains had been left drawn shut by the cleaning ladies so I really had no way of knowing if any stall I chose had anyone in it already. Naturally, the one I picked did.

My apologies, stranger. I did NOT mean to assault you in your vulnerable post-shower-pre-pajama condition.

"I hate mondays."

-Garfield
-Kimball from spanish class
-Probably everyone of the English-speaking language

But you wanna know what I say? I say, "Hey Monday. Bring it on."

Make my day.

"My mother would die if she knew I had an opportunity to sleep with my teacher and I took the F instead." -Sammey Hunn

Yesterday I got a 79% on the accounting test that I had thought I did reasonably well on. A 79% is a lot like failing. Then today I got a 78% on my geology test. This is not looking promising. :( I could go for a hug.

MBTI Personality Type

My accounting professor asked my class to do this. Here's what I got, just as a little get-to-know-me activity. I'd say it's accurate.


INFP
Idealistic, loyal to their values and to people who are important to them. Want an external life that is congruent with their values. Curious, quick to see possibilities, can be catalysts for implementing ideas. Seek to understand people and to help them fulfill their potential. Adaptable, flexible, and accepting unless a value is threatened.

If you want to know more about me, this is way more detailed and really accurate, but I completely understand if you don't care that much. I'd like it much better if you just hung out with me anyway :)

Things running has taught me about myself

1. First and foremost, there is a distinct possibility that I am directionally dysfunctional. Haha just kidding. It's an absolute certainty. It would probably be a good idea to memorize the street coordinates of campus..

2. I grossly underestimate stranger danger.

3. It's incredible how smells I encounter on my run affect the quality of my workout. For instance, smelling someone's fresh laundry drying when I run past their house never fails to improve it. Likewise, when I happen to run past a boy who wore enough cologne to leave a trail of his scent, I'm pretty sure I run faster. On the other hand, when I run by fast food places I feel like my lungs are filling with grease and my thighs are getting fatter which certainly makes moving them harder because, and I don't know if you know this, imaginary fat is heavier than actual fat.

4. Blisters on my feet from my running shoes (although probably 100% preventable) make me feel like a genuine athlete.

5. Brushing your teeth in the shower is significantly more refreshing than I expected. (..Okay that was a postrun shower discovery.)

6. Owl City just does not pump me up.

7. Neither does Justin Beiber.

!!!!

Dear smokin hot asian who half-smiled at me as I was walking back from Spanish,
I have a proposition. What do you say we get married for eternity and produce beautiful mixed babies? Think about it.
Sincerely, Amber

Feliz cumpleanos

a mi.
I had a lovely birthday today. Thanks to my fantastic roommate who gave me a fresh box of Reese's Puffs.

 And Ali who gave me a very nice necklace from her mom's store. And Shmam who created an incredible work of art just for me (aw shucks). And TK who bought me fresh-chesta for lunch ;] and the cajillion people who wished me a happy birthday on facebook. I love them all. (If you didn't, you're dead to me.) (Just kidding.) (Kind of.) And the girl who gave me my phone back. And the boy who decided to look really fine while he was sitting next to me. Yeah that was a plus.

Then I spent the evening at my cousin, Nanette's baby shower. I don't think I ever realized the word "cute" could be used so many times during a single event. But I enjoyed it. I have such a beautiful and talented family.

As the cherry on top of a wonderful day, Trevor treated me to a midnight snack (uhh feast) of 50 chicken mcnuggets<3 (Don't be alarmed I only got down 15.) And he thoughtfully stuck a candle in one of them and lit it. :) I adore that boy.

Speaking of candles, it just came to my attention that I got to blow out 3 sets of candles and I didn't make a birthday wish for a single one of them. Do you think I still get one?

you rock.

Late last night I went for a run, but it was disrupted by my realization that my phone had fallen out of my pocket. Therefore it could've been just about anywhere. And despite my best efforts and state-of-the-art ipod backlight to aid me, I couldn't find it. Which, you know, sucked.
But I have some really fantastic news for you! Apparently some nice girl found it and returned it to my RA for me to retrieve when I get back to campus. Since I'm at home today to attend Neal's and Sam's mission farewells (atta boys). That means I won't be stuck using my sucky phone for the next two months which is really a win for everbody quite frankly.

In anticipation of my coming of age

I'm turning 18 on Monday. Next big milestone: the big two-one.
Here's a little preview of that, courtesy of shmam.

Me: Virgin apple martini.
Bartender: Comin right up
Me: Don't you need my ID?
Bartender: Um.. no?
Me: Uh, yeah I think you do.

So apparently.

It would seem Wednesday night is the new official laundry night. Remember when I didn't do my laundry on Sunday cause I thought there was a greater chance of the laundry room being less crowded during the week? Haaaa I'm such a sucker!

Bright side: It rained today. It rained like nobody's business! It was beautiful. And then when it got sunny, the leaves were falling and I was overwhelmed with delight. I LOVE FALL. Besides the fact that it's the season of my birth aka quite possibly the greatest gift to the earth (I'm kidding guys, really.), it's the perfect temperature, the scenery is breathtaking, the best clothing styles come out, Gossip Girl starts again, and if all that isn't enough to tickle your fancy, there's Halloween and Thanksgiving. And i don't know about you but I always welcome an excuse to eat. So there.

And then I watched the season premiere of Glee which, naturally, was outstanding. AND then I went to the gym and this spicy man smiled at me and it was so sexy that it was almost creepy but not quite because he was just that attractive. And while I was on the exercise bike (terrible method for rapid calorie burn; I don't recommend it to anyone) I exchanged words with a nice man named Peter. I consider this a successful day.

Score.

I bought a drumstick from the dorm vending machine and when i went to retrieve it, guess what the heck else i found! Yup, you guessed it: a Butterfinger ice cream bar! That's karma, people. Let this be a lesson to you. Sure it was a little melty, but hey. A couple hours in the freezer. Good as new basically.

I got yet another 4/5 on my accounting quiz and I gotta say I've had quite enough of that. On the bright side, Katy Perry has managed to cheer me right up. Ugh I currently have a lady crush on her. Who can blame me? No one.

If I went to bed right now, I could get like 7 hours of sleep. Haha. Let's be real. That's not gonna happen. Instead I will be studious and read :) Stay gold

Good thing I have a blog or I'd have to find some other way to procrastinate.

I'll have you know, I stepped on no fewer than six crunchy leaves on my way to class this morning. Ladies and gentlemen, I smell fall, and I daresay it is the smell of success.

Maybe it's just me,

Am I the only one who thinks google instant is kind of a waste?