blog awards? better than a state champ ring.

A.

thank you.

substance? ah, thanks miss mandi. i love miss mandi. 

i admire that she is a thrifter. i admire that she likes peanut butter

as much as i do, and hates meat too. i love that she wears blueberry 

blue mascara. andher hair is so long. and she's a creeper, 

which i absolutely love the most. we're pals.

thanks miss mandi.

B.

me?

well, i don't really know if i have a style. or at least i couldn't 

explain my style to someone else. i guess i've been inspired.

kudos to my idols, they've helped me become who i am.

 but

more importantly,

 i am who i am, and i'm happy with it. 

& i'm okay about that.

C.

how about two people?

yes. two is good too.

Megan: because we exchange awkward 'i-blog-stalk-you' smiles in the hall

and we enjoy every single second of it. also, she's the one that got me blogging

in the first place. bless your heart megan, you're golden in my book.

[is it bad if my life goal is to have a blog as cute as hers?]

and

Cailey: because i've never said a word to her in my life, but i think she is 

absolutely hysterical. her blog? i stalk it frequently, and wait impatiently for

her next post. we could be best friends one day. thanks for an enjoyable blog.

[post soon please, i'm waiting]

listen

to them.
tenth avenue north.

this one.
and
this one.

love them.

i wanna win

senior night.
sorry girls, but there is only one senior i will miss really,
and that's jenna dobry, better known as karen.


miss her like crazy,
but i'm proud of the girl.
& i'm glad she did something 
for herself. that's more than
i would have the gutts to do.


love you jenna.
i miss folding.
i miss bench warming.
i miss little cezars. 


we're going to state. ha, okay, maybe if by some miracle
a comet strikes alta high school and destroys their soccer
team, maybe if we miraculously pull out a W on jordan.
maybe if all the other teams sucked. maybe if we could
find the back of the net.




oh, can i just say how hot it was today?
real hot.
melting hot on the turf.
and then i was running.
hotter.
dripping sweat from every pore.
eyelids sweating.
so hot.
wait?
it's september.


can i please just have a good three months of fall?
it's the prettiest. i love the wind. i love the cloudy skies,
i love the turning leaves. i love the canyon drives. i love
hot cocoa in my frozen fingers. i love sweaters, and 
scarves. i love warm socks. autumn, come fast, stay long.
i love you.


new room.
it's yellow, turquoise, black, and white. love it.
especially the window when the sun sets, it dyes
my room a turqoise-y color. love that. wanna
see it? ha, nope, too cool.


also, october ninth needs to hurry up.
also, october eleventh is going to be a good day.
also, two more games.
also, i hate homework.
also, i have a cool tattoo.
also, zupas sounds really good.
also, the word 'also' is starting to sound weird.

lots to say.
all over the place.
so thirsty.
all the time.

so i don't like meat.

what's wrong with you?


sorry i'm not thirsting for that baby cow's
raw, uncooked, bloody, pink, momma, grilled to go.
sue me.

she:

she's 5'7, blonde, tan, and plays soccer.
aka: boys, hit her up, i forgot to mention the best part,
she's seventeen and single.
that's right, my best friend.

today was her happy happy 17th. 
awh, she's all grown up! i can't
believe it's junior year, and we've 
managed to get by since third grade!


lydia andersen: she's an incredible example,
close to God, intelligent, creative, athletic,
hard working, and a true friend.
i can turn to her for absolutely anything, and
i know she'll be there for me.








she likes:
mexican - we eat bajio & costa.
hot chocolate - her own
soccer - one of the best players i know.
piano - taught herself.
singing - humble, but an incredible voice.
chocolate - specifically peanut m&ms.
purple - probably one of her favorite colors.
the gospel - she has a testimony that blows me away.
drawing - never met anyone that draws like her.
fourwheeling - since we were little.
food - she'll be a chef.
music - she introduced me to the majority of my style.
dresses - all in all, she has the CUTEST outfits ever.

when we were in fifth grade:
"lydia, do you think God sent us here to be friends?"


right now:
i have no doubt in my mind that God sent us here to be friends.
in fact, i'm certain we were best friends in heaven. maybe we 
lived next to each other, maybe she taught me how to play soccer,
and play piano. maybe she's just one of those angels sent here in 
disguise to bless the lives of others. i'd like to think so. 


















lydia andersen. she's my best friend in the whole world.
she never ceases to inspire me. i honestly don't know who
i would be without her. she completely altered my life, and
i can truly say she has left the biggest impact.


thank you.
for being my best friend.

antsy.

itchy. anxious. excited.
one word: homecoming.


dress: check.
date: check.
[i should answer him back]


october ninth. please come
faster. i've got a realllll good
feeling that it's going to be an 
incredible night.


thank you danny dorius.
peanut butter & jelly.

the scene.

still water reflects

the star scattered sky

& the moonshine neglects

the grass where we lie.

the wind whispers gently

of always and forever.

a murmured melody

of a love-lit endeavor.

but,

unremarkable: the scene.

dull and matchless

compared to he,

his love, a promise.

[debating the last stanza.

something sounds wrong,

and i can't make it work.

it's driving me crazy.]