12.31.2009

nice nice nice

I met nice husbands wife today.

she was nice too.

what a nice couple.

I feel like we are close friends.

but we aren't.

oh well.

have a nice day

12.28.2009

I don't want a baby brother. . .

I had a dream last night.

My mother came up to me and told me that she thought she should have another baby.
I, being the obvious more rational one, tried everything to talk her out of "puttin' one in the oven" so to speak.
But she wouldn't budge.
Obviously I had to take some sort of action. So I went out and bought some birth control pills. The checker lady in my dream looked at me funny because I didn't have a wedding ring on.
So every morning I would make my mother breakfast and put a pill in it.
I don't know how long my dream would have lasted because I woke up, but I'm really really really glad it was just a dream
Those parents of mine are much to ancient to have another kid.
I guess grandkids will just have to do.

12.19.2009

Nice v.s. Clueless

I want to marry somebody that will come into a quilt shop 6 days before Christmas with a confused look on their face asking what they should get their wifey for Christmas.
Although, I did meet two very different men today.
the first one, we'll call him "nice husband" came in with the glazed over look on his face but when we gave him some options he actually knew what his wifey would like better.

the second one, "clueless husband" had no clue what style his wife liked.

Although it was cute to see both husbands worry about what their wife would want, the first one was definitely more involved in his wife's addiction to quilting. He at least acted like he had paid attention when she showed him her finished projects when the "clueless husband" acted like all he knew was that his wife liked to sew. He probably doesn't even realize that that blanket he snuggles up with when he watches football was made by her.

Ok maybe that was a little too far.
but still, I want to marry somebody that will take interest in my sewing.
:)
Merry Christmas!!!!

12.09.2009

You know you're loosing your mind when. . .

You start laughing hysterically when. . .
you are in the high school parking lot by yourself when. . .
you accidentally bump your backpack into another parked car when. . .
you say. . .
"Oh, Sorry"

Needless to say. . .
the car didn't say anything back.

12.06.2009

i like my showers lava hot... not

there is nothing more that i hate than a bipolar shower head.

dear head,
it's like i don't even know you anymore.
how could you do this to me?
hot water, cold water, please just make up your mind.
when you do though, I would like it if you spit out your usual hottness that you know i love.
sincerely,
me

11.30.2009

Oh the advent calender.

That advent calender used to be pretty much the highlight of my December days growing up.
I realized today, when my mother gave me the job... no, the opportunity to stock the classic cubbies with a variety of candy.
I didn't realize until opening up the day 15 door how much has changed in my life.
If I was given this job, stocking the holes with treats, 8 years ago, it probably would have been a really big deal. I would have been the one that knew exactly what candy was coming next, I would have been able to keep all the gross candies out of the calender.
Then I realized,

I'm growing up. Even though part of me doesn't want to.
Part of me wants to stay 17... or back to the mystery of what is coming next in the candy calender days.
But then the other part looks at how much I have coming in the future.

The stress of college applications are over. I'm just not ready for the reality of it all to settle in once i start getting acceptance letters {or not...}.

Then it's moving out. I don't want other emotional girls to share rooms and bathrooms and a kitchen with... oh wait.

And dating... people date in college to get married... I'm sorry, but that is way too far in the future to have to deal with. maybe I'll just wear a traveling hat all the time. Seems to work for some people. :)

Maybe this December I'll revert back to my younger self and force myself to look forward to the next day just because that meant i got another treat from the calender... even if i already know what it is going to be.

Update

I'm a baaaad blogger.

Lets see.... last post November 8th...
since then I have applied to colleges.
Gone to St. George.
Played with the friends.
Played with the sister.
Worked.
Cut my hair.
Showered.
Stopped biting my nails.
Started biting my nails.
Stopped biting my nails.
Sewn.
Cleaned my room.
Dirtied my room.
Put on chapstick.
Failed a Psychology test. (55%)
Passed a Calculus test (a bit more than 55% :))
{If you really want to know... its the derivative of f(t)= 95t + 5 - 4t } **no "math art" necessary :)
Eaten Turkey.
Played Monopoly.
Ran.
Learned about French Magic.
Got a new CD
Seen a gravestone.
Finished applications.
"Never time"
1st Black Friday

... So yeah. 3ish weeks worth of stuff you probably don't even care about.
but thats me.

11.08.2009

No Way

There is NO WAY it was in the hall closet all week.

It first went missing last week conveniently when my sister went back up to Logan.
But she claimed she didn't have it.
The little sister said she didn't have it.
It wasn't in my school locker.
Not in my car.
Couldn't find it in my mothers room.
Or the basement.
I even CLEANED my ROOM in hopes of finding it.

Oh and the best part is. . . I checked that hall closed 3 times.

So I'm either going crazy {which actually might be true. . .}
OR
somebody thought they were clever and stashed it in the closet this morning.

I'm just glad to have my coat back, I've missed it.

11.05.2009

Life as a bowling ball would be hard.

First of all swine infested hands infect you all day long.
When you don't complete your task, you end up in a gutter.
When you do complete your task, you hurt 10 little curvy friends.
Rarely does anybody use you right.
The design on you looks like vomit.
And unless you're orange and have an 11 on you, you're not needed.

Life as a bowling ball would be hard. . . wouldn'tcha say?

10.24.2009

Thank you dad

Finally, it's over.
I walked out of that French classroom and took a deep breath.
Done.
Found my friend Alyssa and headed for the door.
"Zupas?"
"Oh yes..."
"I'll Drive, and Val can meet us there"
The clicker wouldn't work.. no big deal right? my car malfunctions all the time.
Manually unlock.
Put the key in the ignition.
Nothing.
The car didn't even try to start.
It just sat there.
So I tried again.
Nothing.
I was not in the mood to deal with this after taking a 4 hour long test.
So I thought maybe it just needed to be jumped...
Called that dad.
Talked to a friend about Basshunter.
Then the dad came.
Everything he tried was unsuccessful.
Decided to pick up the mom, and go home.
Went to work.
Called the dad.
Car... FIXED!
yay.
Just needed a new battery.
Thank goodness.

ACT

the ACT
I have taken it 4 times.
16 hours worth of testing.
time well spent... not.
but never again.
never again will I have to wake up on a Saturday morning to take this dreadful test.

10.17.2009

Halloween

This is Halloween, Halloween, Halloween,

I like the nice part of Halloween.
The old grandparents houses that you'd trick or treat at.
The watching cartoon "scary" movies.
The home-made doughnuts.
The bobbing for apples.
The parties at school.

I don't like the scary part though...
The Haunted houses.
The scary movies.
The scary costumes.
The houses you'd go trick or treating to and the people inside would jump out at you.

And I hate picking a Halloween costume.... Hate.
pretty sure my witch days are over since I was a witch from 5 to 13 years old.
What should I be? Any suggestions???

fabric

Isn't this just beautiful?
Who knows when I'll get around to actually making something with it.. but I love it so much.

10.06.2009

The dream I wish I had

I had to write a dream journal for psychology and i was one dream short, so i texted my friend Evan and this is what i got...

So you got home from school one day and your parents told you they had been assigned to be mission presidents in Paris. so you had to pack your things, say goodbye to all your friends, and move to Paris. there you quickly learned the language, and enrolled in a local art school where you became good at watercolor painting. a cute french boy in your class was the only one who knew English, so you quickly became friends as he helped you with your work. the two of you spend every hour together everyday, and he showed you all the best spots in Paris that the tourists didn't know about. you were best friends. unfortunately, your parents find out they are being released in a week, and you will be moving back to America. you tell the boy, and he is heartbroken. he tells you he has been in love with you the whole time, and he has never felt so good about another girl in his life. on your last night in Paris, he says he has a surprise for you. he blindfolded you, and walks you to who knows where. after what seems like hours, he takes off the blindfold, and you see the whole skyline of Paris, and realize you are on top of the Eiffel tower. you are breathless. he knows a few special people, so he got it so you two would be completely alone that night. you sit up there and talk late into the night. then at the perfect moment, he leans in, tells you he loves you, and then kisses you. It starts raining. its wonderful. absolutely perfect. then you wake up.

I think Evan knows me just a little too well to know that i completely loved this.

10.04.2009

Patrick and Evan.

These are my friends.


Don't worry, they're not gay.

Saturday morning cartoons


What happened to Doug?

What happened to Recess?

What happened to Hey Arnold?




















These cartoons were legendary. Now the Saturday morning cartoons are just complete nonsense polluting the television and a waste of electricity.

Poor children, they don't even know what they're missing.

10.02.2009

To the parents of all bloggers

Dear Mom,
Coy is funny. Sometimes there are things you don't understand.
I love rain.
My future does confuse me.
Trees are sentimental.

Dear Dad,
It is not funny when you act like you have his shoes.
The word "naked" does grab attention.


Conclusion:
Parents, don't make fun of our blogs.
You don't have to read them if you don't want to.
They are funny.
We are funny.


Love,
Holly & Lauren

9.30.2009

Alyssa, Lauren, and anybody else that would appreciate this. . .
This is for YOU.

9.27.2009

I should be kept in a bubble

It all started out nicely.
A simple power walk during my physical education class.
The crisp breeze would blow my hair in my face as me and my friends chatted and walked like old ladies in ceder hills.
I still don't know how the whole class stepped through that hose without harming themselves. But then again, I guess that's what makes me unique.
somehow, my feet got tangled in the death trap as I walked through it, suddenly, I had no control over what my body was doing, and I fell on my knees and hands.
ouch.
Now i have a scraped knee and bruised palms.

I really don't know how I do it.
Just a few weeks ago I cut my foot on my grandpa's ottoman.
I got a blister on my foot from running.
I keep running into door frames.
Stepping into holes.
And stubbing my toes at least once a day.
. . . And who knows what is to come in the next week.

It's amazing I haven't ever broken a bone.

9.21.2009

Would this convince you?

Dear Adam Young,

The fist time I heard your soft techno beat exploding from my sisters room, I knew there was something missing in my music collection.


I’ve always liked unique music, so when I first listened to the smooth electric sound, I fell in love. I realized that I have finally found my band. The band that I can sing all the words to all of the songs. The band that I count down the days until the next album. The band that I tell my friends about. The band I buy ringtones for my phone with. Your band. Owl City.


I could sit here and tell you how unique and amazing your music is all day, but the purpose of this letter is not to flatter you. I’m writing this to explain to you my bafflement when I realized the next concert you are performing near me was occurring on a Sunday night. You see, my religion does not permit me to go to concerts on Sunday, therefore I cannot attend. When I found out that this event was on a Sunday, I was distraught. I kept checking the website hoping the date would be changed because not many performers hold concerts in Utah on a Sunday because of our infamous Mormon majority.

I have been letdown and hope that the next time you visit Northern Utah, you choose a different day of the week.


Your still devoted Owl City admirer,

Holly Sparks


9.16.2009

Swing Life Away

stress free

I am stress free.

& in school.
I haven't felt like this since ELEMENTARY school.
& it feels so nice.

[[. . . all i need is a hammock. . .]]

9.13.2009

home to the coming

I'm not a good dancer.
I'm not good with heels.
I'm not a picture person.

But I loved it.


Homecoming '09

9.07.2009

To Do Lists


sometimes to do lists can be wonderful. . .
only when you actually complete them though.

I made a big list of stuff i wanted to get done this wonderful Labor Day weekend..
but {nothing} even got done.

This idea was very well thought out because my friends decided to abandon me this weekend anyway. . . so i figured this list was do-able.

instead i still have
a dirty inside car.
a dirty room.
dirty laundry.
paint on my car windows.
math homework.
english homework.
an unquilted quilt.
to finish putting together my dress.

I would probably call that . . .
[un]-[success]-[ful]

9.03.2009

Room 222

There is just something about that Biology room. . .
I hate Science.
I hate Bugs.
I hate dead animals.
... what could it be?

Recently i dropped my AP Art class.
and put TA in its place.

Last year, after Alexis died, i dropped TA because i just felt like i couldn't go back in there without her yet.
But it felt nice going back today.
Looking around the room and remembering so many memories.

I know what it is... It is the familiar feeling i get every time i walk into that room.

I won something!

this NEVER happens to me..
but it happened.

i won a cute little bag... check it
Lady Danburry

8.30.2009

La-Git

Imagine Alyssa.
Singing.
Like a man.

"Too legit, too legit to quit..."

Fortunately, I don't have to imagine it.

Too Legit, Too legit to quit

... And the best part is, she actually sounds kinda like the ham.

8.27.2009

I love . . .

"Holly, I love glasses" my friend Dallin told me yesterday.
. . . Me and my childish mind automatically thought.
"Well. . . why don't you marry them?"

. . . That joke will never get old.

8.25.2009

smack!



I feel like I've been slammed in the face with homework.

Just 28 hours ago I was waking up from an afternoon nap.

I guess the homework had to come sometime with 4 AP classes on my schedule right?

8.24.2009

Hamburger, Hotdog . . . Burrito?


I don't know why it is necessary to STILL refer to folding paper like a hamburger or a hotdog.
. . . today just went too far when my art teacher told us to fold our paper like a burrito.

Please, I'm pretty sure by 12th grade, we can comprehend folding our paper the "fat" way, means that you shouldn't make it long and skinny. . . but who knows, its just an AP class..

And in case you were wondering, burrito style actually means. . . 3rds. I know, I know, i mean who uses math in school anyway? And saying burrito makes it WAY easier to understand how to fold it anyway, right?

Thats what I thought.

8.22.2009

Still

It still hasn't gone away.

I still think about her everyday.

School feels different without her. Even though we didn't go to the same school from 3rd to 9th grade, I never expected to go through my senior year like this.


I wonder what classes we would have been in together this year. . .
I wonder what new joke we'd have going on. . .
I wonder how many times she would tutor me in my calc class. . .
I wonder a lot of things, epically at school, where she is supposed to be.

But then I find myself wondering what she is doing right now. Is she going to school? Does she think of me and all of her other friends still down here?

And, when will I get to see her again?


I still miss her.
. . . And I don't think that is ever going to change.

8.16.2009

i'm aging.

It was weird to go to a farewell today for one of MY friends.
I realized i'm getting oldie and sooner than i think, more of my friends will be leaving on missions..
Its really weirding me out.
Normally, i just go to farewells with my sister for HER friends.

But Zach did a great job in his talk today, He'll be such a good missionary.

8.14.2009

more of Al






Al Magnus

I have a new love.
His name is Al. Al Magnus.

don't believe me?
Check it out, click here

8.13.2009

Thank you, Rain

I really love playing in you.

You're the greatest.

8.11.2009

8.10.2009

words

there are just some words that automatically get peoples attention.

like,

NAKED

Rain, please come back.


I've been really

missing the

RAIN.

I love the feeling of

running


outside & drenching

yourself

in those

tiny

d r o p l e t s of

H2O.



Rain,


Please come back.






8.07.2009

I'm not ready

I'm not ready to start school.
I'm not ready to graduate.
I'm not ready to go to college.
I'm not ready to get married.
I'm not ready to have kids.
I'm not ready to have a real job.


And these things are fast approaching.

7.31.2009

Time

I wish I could see the future . . . my FUTURE.

Who will I be?

Where will I be?



Who the heck am I going

to marry???

Will he LOVE me?



Will I ever see this?



How long will I live?





Will I regret things?





How many moments will I completely {enjoy}





What will my kids be like?



What kind of mom will I be?

.

.

.

.

.


I guess if I knew these ANSWERS . . .

my life wouldn't be worth living

All it takes is a little time.






7.28.2009

Gone

Ever since April 15th, I have had 2 texts saved in my phone from Alexis.
The first one was a response to me falling and scraping myself when I was running down in California... she told me how she didn't even feel bad because she can't even go running because it was a "freaking blizzard" there in Utah
and the second text was about her RV, and how excited she was to go on her trip.

Now those texts are gone. Because I had to reset my phone this morning and didn't think they would go away.

I miss them.

Telephono

my phone is magic.
... yes, magic.

It can call people all by itself. And even reject peoples calls.

Don't you wish you had a phone like me?

7.23.2009

comfort zones

can be broken.
when with people for long periods of time.

secrets can spill.
when with people for long periods of time.

annoyance can appear.
when with people for long periods of time.

exhaustion can be fought.
when with people for long periods of time.

awkwardness can be forgotten.
when with people for long periods of time.

:(

today i went to wal-mart with michael craig terry.
he is a great friend.
we went to get the new owl city cd... ocean eyes.
because i LOVE owl city.
unfortunately, owl city is too cool for wal-marts.
i don't blame him, but i was very sad.

then we got snow cones and it made me feel a little bit better.

t r e k

12 miles the first day.
10 the next.
7ish the third.
3 the last.

waking up at a freakish hour.

sleeping in the freezing cold.

walking in the blistering heat.

taking water breaks every 3 minutes.

stopping at lakes.

trek jokes.

becoming delirious.

trek was possibly the physically hardest thing i have ever done.
ever.

and i do not plan to go back.
ever.

7.19.2009

Its easier said than done.

You know its bad when you leave the house, and your DAD tells you to kiss a boy.
Being 17 and never kissed is normal right??... right???

7.10.2009

Our World is Rotten

all I can think of is his poor family.

How can somebody that spends his days teaching about good things but be such a corrupt person when nobody is looking?

Its weird to think that I saw him at least once a week smiling like any other seminary teacher.

I just don't understand how people can throw their whole lives away so fast.

If you don't know what i'm talking about...click on Brother Pratt

7.08.2009

If April 16 didn't happen

We would be giggling, trying to go to sleep.
Probably mumbling the A O A O song.
Then giggling some more because of that song.
We would have been at AFY.

7.02.2009

Soap

I really hate when the soap gets down to just a sliver.

I hate it so much that when it slips off the little soap holder, I don't even bother to pick it up.
I'm glad I finally got that off my chest.

Maybe someday we will find a use for them.... like giant towers?


He's a funny dad

my dad has an obsession.....
with e-mails.

he now has 6 e mails.
1 for work.
1 to share with my mom
and 4... just because.

he thinks all the good e mails are going to be taken on the google account, so he decided to stock up.

I just laughed when i realized his new love for "cool" e mails.

6.28.2009

Koosh Koosh

I'm just really excited.

Aren't sundays just great?

Today i got to sleep in.
Today i learned a lot in sacrament meeting.
Today i got a back tickle from my best friend.
Today i learned that journals are more than talking about your crushes.
Today i laughed.
Today i cried.
Today i tanned.
Today i read.
Today i ate a way yum dinner.
Today i sewed.
Today i exercised.
Today i watched Michael Jackson music videos.
Today i ate cinnamon rolls.
Today i organized my ipod.
Today i did laundry.
Today i didn't take allergy medicine.
Today was a great day.

Today is Sunday.

6.25.2009

oh the joy of exercising.

Its amazing what being in a quilt shop can do to you when you are there all the time.
1. you do learn A LOT of useful stuff about quilting.
2. you realize that not everybody can choose matching colors.
3. you get to see cute little kids.
4. you get to clean up after those cute little kids.
5. you have really nice bosses.
6. you don't have a tan at all because oh.. you're inside all day.
7. you wash the windows as much as possible and like to be the one to take out the trash, just so you can get some sunshine on your skin.
8. you can confuse people by asking if i can help them, when they expected an old woman... not a 17 year old.
9. you get to learn how to work a cash register.
and 10.... you don't get ANY exercise.... which leads me to today.

Last night i was not feeling skinny... i don't know if it had to do with all the yummies at Hayley's reception (probably) but to be frank, i felt fat.
so as i was going to bed, I decided i'd get up a little earlier and exercise before work.
Then when my alarm clock went off at 7:15 i hit the snooze button.
7:20 ... another snooze.
finally at 7:25 i got up.
I pulled on the sports bra and went downstairs.
I decided to start off with some mild sit-ups.... after those my dad asked me if i was ok... He thought i was throwing up in the bathroom because of my grunts.
What a way to start off a morning work out.
But that didn't stop me, i did what felt like 500 jumping jacks, some crunches, about 3 push ups and after pilates and weights i was d o n e

But no, it does not stop there... to get a hot bod, you can't just exercise, you have to eat healthy too.
So when my little sis told me she was making coffee cake for breakfast.. i alm0st gave in.
...almost.
instead i made myself an omlette.
:) I'm so proud of myself.

6.22.2009

Hello SUN

People that say laughter is the best medicine are most definitely wrong.

I believe the sun can cure sadness.


And that's exactly what I've needed.

Thank you sun for coming out today.

6.20.2009

I'm the luckiest girl ever.

I woke up this morning to the sound of little footsteps running around in my kitchen.


Then i walked down the stairs and saw my cute little nephew, Sam, looking up at me and smiling.

...And he even responds to "Smelly" thanks to me :)


The other boy of my life, Jack is such a sweetheart. He'll smile whenever you want.



They are my boys, and i love them.

I've missed her


Exhaustion.
Confusioin.
Work.
Ice Cream.
Playing.
Night Games.
Guitar Hero.
Piano.
Sleep.
Talking.
Choosing.
Sprinklers.
Families.
Running.
Showering.

...All without my other half.
Lyss... I'm really glad you're back from trek

6.15.2009

I'm Rich!

I got paid today.
and it made me very happy.

6.14.2009

Rain Dancing

Isn't the rain just great?

I've been lovin it lately.

Last night Alyssa, Audrey and I played in it... Sliding down grass hills.. running away from a boy with a bucket of water (even though we were already soaked and it wouldn't have made a difference)... seriously considering jumping in a pool, but couldn't because of those things called covers.

I remember when I went to North Carolina with Alexis and her family, it was pouring rain one night, so us girls (her sisters and cosins) went down to the tennis courts and had a rain dance. ... The rain dance kinda evolved into rolling around and even yoga and aerobics. : ) I even think our "friends" came down and danced with us.


Another rain memory was when my family and I went to Washington D.C. and New York. While visiting the White House we heard somebody say "Tut, tut... Looks like rain!" and literally 10 seconds later it started POURING. Thats the most rain i've ever seen in my life. We were drenched immediately and finally made it to the subway to get back to the hotel.

Also... I've always had this fantisy of being kissed in the rain... possibly here?....

Yeah... Romantic, I know.

Rain is just great.

6.09.2009

I wish I wasn't dreaming...

I had this dream last night that Alexis came back for just 2 days to say goodbye to everybody.
The minute I saw her I gave her a huge hug and didn't let go for the longest time.


... If only dreams really did come true.

6.08.2009

The Creek

I felt like a little kid again when me and my friend Dallin went and played in a creek in ceder hills today.
it was freezing! but so much fun!
... The last time I was there, I was with Alexis and her cousins Ben and Richard. And the time before that was with Alexis and Dallin. It was weird to be there without her.
Me and Dallin talked a little bit about our dear friend.
If it wasn't for her, Dallin probably wouldn't be my friend.

I remember last year when me, Dallin and Alexis went to the creek for the first time it was raining and we all held hands when we went down the tunnel together. Our feet got all cut up from the rocks, we went swinging on the elemantry school playground and I managed to get blood from my foot on Dallins shirt.

I can still see how happy she was letting her hair down and swinging. That was one of the best days ever. I know she was watching us be kids again as we splashed around finding "treasures" and laughing.

6.07.2009

What a brilliant boy.




This is a great movie.
Probably one of my favs.
Enjoy

6.05.2009

I've moved!!!


Welcome to my new summer home...

Lately, I feel like I've been living here.

...I'll I've got to say is, I better get a big, fat check after all this.

6.04.2009

I'm hopeless

I need serious help.

I really hate hugging, epically boys.

Problem, I know.

If I keep it up... this may be my future.


















They look happy... right?