the displeasing side of people pleasing

No one reads my blog...but I brought this upon myself. It used to be read when i would write ridiculous things that meant nothing but implied everything (this makes no sense but sounds great), but now that i've started to put meaning into my blog it has been left untouched. That's okay though cause why would, or should, I care about people who don't care about me? Which brings me to a dilemma I've been having;

What Do You Do When You're In love With Something that Means Nothing To You???

Examples:
Boys
Kissing
Rap music
Nail Polish
Facebook
Vans
Cookbooks
Clean Cars

And why should I care about things that other people care about, if I don't care about them??

Examples:
correctly punctuating within a text
correct spelling when the word you are trying to spell is identifyable
nice cars
playing hard to get
having a reason for everything you do
being dishonest with a person as to not hurt their feelings

And why should I stop liking things just because people tell me not to like them???

Examples:
Corners


I DON'T KNOW.

101 goals in 100 days.

I’ve had trouble in the boy arena, i would like to call it the arena because i’d like to think i can get in it and get out of it when I please. At the moment I'm attempting to get out of it. Metaphorically I'm getting eaten by Sigfreads lion, being completely swallowed would have been ideal, but of course being eaten slowly and painfully is what usually happens.  Inwardly I'm not a dramatic person but my sarcasm alludes to drama. For those who don’t understand my sense of humor you may view me as the epitome(I think this is the wrong word) of drama. With that said I would like to relate my experiences with you, divided into, “acts” just cause i think it’s clever. 

Act I

First week up at BYU, just broke up with boyfriend. Meet hot/nice/sexy boy at apartment pool. Asks for  my number.....2 days later calls me to go dancing with him. We go. Feeds me a load of elephant sized BS about how he wants to be in a relationship with me. Honestly after 5 hours of being together he knows he likes me??? Well apparently not cause after that night never hear from him again. Positive from this experience?? yes, he was the best kisser. Negative from this experience?? it was only the start of my problems. 

Act II 

Next night meet another boy. Invites me to watch a movie. Tries to, in AK language, “get all up in my grill”, I tell him no realizing that this could be another encounter exactly like last night. Feeds me a load of BS about how he knows he likes me. When asks why he gives 3 reasons; your cute, your funny, you have steps. OH MY GOSSHHH. really did he just say he liked me because of my steps??? Reject him. He freaks out and blames it on me. IT?? i really don’t know what “it” is but he blamed it on me. 

Act III 

Next morning sitting at my table in my pajamas (aka my Kanye shirt and sweatpants)  oblivious to the 2 men sitting on my couch until I wasn’t. Talking to them for a little bit. A guy walks past and asks me on a date. I have no idea who he is but said sure.....would regret it later. He introduces himself as “Ted” (names have been changed) and gives me his number. Guy on couch says, “hey I'm Ted too can I have your number” just my luck, that one ted would set up a perfect pickup line for the next ted. I said sure....would regret it later, wait...not entirely. Hang out with Ted #2 that night tries to get up in my grill, say no, but not because i didn’t like him but then again the fact that he wanted to hook up with me the first night he met me made his ratings drop exponentially. Oddly enough this boy doesn’t drop off the face of the planet like boy in Act I. This seems like improvement. Continue to hang out with Ted #2. Takes me on dates (this is definitely a plus) but still don’t hook up with him. Not giving it up so kicks me to the curb. Not super mad cause i didn’t invest anything. 

AT THIS POINT I’D HAD IT.....GAINING A REPUTATION AS A PLAYER, NOT SURE WHY CAUSE I’M THE ONE GETTING PLAYED. NOW PREP YOURSELF CAUSE ACT IV IS THE greatest

ACT IV

kid seems nice. randomly met in hall. saw him again while struggling to carry laundry upstairs, he helped me. started coming by my apartment to just talked....start of his impure intentions. one night hung out tried to hook up with me. conversation;

Me: you don’t even know me 

HIm: yes I do I know that you like rap music, i know that your dad likes basketball, i know that you are studying art history 

Me: well I'm not hooking up with you

HIm: oh you know I can just be your emotional support, nothing physical

Me: oh okay I'm cool with that

Him: wait, really?? if you hook up with me tonight i’ll come over every night this week

Me: okay is that supposed to be an incentive   (haha...I really just thought this) 

Him: please just do it

Me: no can you just leave

Him: well wait, can we just talk about this. 

Me: yes

Him: I think that you and i can just skip the friendship part...i think we should date

Me: skip the friendship part??? okay will you just leave

Him: afjksd ahdfslhfkasdf hdkfj lh;kla (I really stopped listening to him at this point) 

his parting words as he left were as follows; “okay well maybe I really did just want to hook up tonight but i’m coming back tomorrow night” 

my parting thoughts as he left; “oh please don’t ever come back” 

and now for the closing act. 

Act V

meet boy. super nice. super hot. super great. he likes me. i like him. date. misunderstanding. break up. get back together. break up. he dislikes me. i like him. 

well yah that was depressing. mostly just frustrating though....but wait, not really cause look at this.....

Act VI

so instead of worrying about boys i’ll worry about myself. And now introducing Annie’s 101 goals in 100 days. Watch me do this. i’ll let you (by you I mean Katie and Dan cause i think that they are the only ones that read this) know when I complete a goal on my list. Some are stupid but they are all things i’ve been wanting to do. 

1. floss everyday 
2. exercise 5 times a week and get at least 3 honks 
3. pray every night
4. help Mikelle get rid of one bag of cloths 
5. go to every class 
6. pack a sack lunch 4 times a week 
7. read a conference talk from oct 2009 conference once a week
8. sell my MacBook
9. set up my mom’s i-pod 
10. get classical music on my i-pod for study time. 
11. go on a hike and take nature pictures 
12. go to an art museum
13. go to a ballet 
14. have a classical music experience 
15. read my b of m at least 5 times a week for 10 min. 
16. go on a tandem bike ride with my sisters
17. don’t get on facebook during class
18. if someone asks me to do something and I don’t want to do it just say no. for example. “annie do you want to go to ward prayer?” “no” jk more like, “annie do you want to go up the canyon” “no” 
19. set up a way to record me sleeping for a night (way weird, but I sleep talk all the time and really want to see myself do this) 
20. put lotion on my hands before I go to sleep 
21. whenever someone sneezes say, “God Bless you” 
22. think up and put together a clever Halloween costume. 
23. wake up at 8:30 on Sundays so I will be on time to church
24. find my bible
25. bring my b of m and bible to church every sunday 
26. sell my Oakleys
27. see my friend liz at least 2 times before december cause i love and miss her
28. don’t litter 
29. don’t sleep in my contacts 
30. press leaves
31. order my moms birthday tickets
32. look for a job
33. create a resume 
34. go classic skating
35. get a boyfriend
36. girls night once a month 
37. practice walking in high heels every monday night
38. cook two actual meals (no mac-n-chess, pb&J etc,)
39. watch the bridges documentary movie
40. do a care package for a soldier 
41. write a really good rap 
42. run a mile in 7 min
43. buy mouth wash
44. use mouth wash 
45. call jackie 
46. hike the Y and have a picnic at the top
47. go fishing 
48. catch a fish 
49. make a pie
50. drink water before bed 
51. only drink 1 soda a week 
52. make a snowman 
53. go look at christmas lights 
54. make popcorn on the stove 
55. get a sexy christmas sweater 
56. host Christmas sweater party 
57. donate time at least once a month 
58. laugh so hard i can’t breathe
59. do a cross word puzzle 
60. cause a scene 
61. watch I am Sam 
62. watch Forest Gump 
63. Christmas Carol at Glenwood in my ugly sweater 
64. clean my moms house as a prize 
65. go ice skating 
66. wash my sheets
67. take all my coins and get cash for them 
68. tell them my name is Anakin at Taco Bell 
69. hold someone's hand of the opposite sex 
70. paint my fingernails black 
71. classes with Mikelle 
72. paint a rock 
73. write my Grandpa a letter
74. write Jordan Mikeselle 
75. go star gazing and identify constellations 
76. talk to my professor about my paper 
77. think of a meaningful christmas present for my parents
78. talk to someone that I think is too hot for me 
79. go to a concert 
80. go to 80’s night 
81. write Spencer 
82. write Tyler 
83. make a music video
84. finish reading the dance of anger 
85. cortisone shot 
86. stay in a library till closing 
87. kiss under water 
88. try on a juicy bracelet 
89. get a juicy bracelet from a boy 
90. get a henna tattoo 
91. grow a flower or plant
92. brush teeth every night 
93. get more music on my i=pod 
94. enroll in classes early 
95. send a package to Kyle 
96. get in a heated discussion 
97. write in journal at least once a month 
98. talk to someone about my options with psychology 
99. go skiing 
100. go to an old folks place 
101. get an ethernet cord 

disclaimer: some of these are laced with sarcasm or rather unrealistic/stupid #89 for example, but i'm putting the positive vibe out into the universe in hope of me meeting all these goals. 

dis post is off da hook

Yo. so I was just chillen in Motown, you know the 301. And you know theres jus all des peeps getting up in my drink drank and I be like, "yo i know my fit goes dumb, but fo real gimme some space, fo real. So I jus took off in my Lambo you know, ghost ride dat whip. Cause Imma O.G. so this is O.V. we done here and i just smobbin, you know rollin' deep. So now I just gonna slid to da left and woompty woomp cause i'm just taken care of town business cause I'm from Oakland, ya dats right. Peace.

Um.....I think that is called Ebonics, but not really just what I wish was Ebonics. I guess that has just been in my heart cause this past week I went to Detroit...but not really. I just told everyone that's were I was going cause it makes me sound legit. I really just flew into Detroit then went to Oakland. So I went to visit my brother B.J. and his adorable family. I just got a new niece Ella. She is so cute. Here are some highlights of the trip.

• Hayden calls the flag, "old glory". So one night I took him on a walk and he pointed to a flag and said, "oh my gosh, that's a humongous old glory" haha...so cute.
  
• B.J. has also taught Hayden to say, "I've got money in the bank, shawty what you think" he's a little gangsta. Just imagine him saying that in his 2pac shirt.
  
• One night I gave Hayden a bath and he told me he hated me....okay that wasn't a highlight.
  
• B.J. took me fishing and I caught I fish before he did. It was great, but I also cast my line into a tree and tangles up my line 10 too many times.
  
• Hayden has a battery powered John Deer Tractor. He knows how to use it was too well. It has two gears and a reverse. It's the best when he reverses because he just rests his arm then his head on the wheel and doesn't even look behind him while he reverses.
  
• Hayden ate 2 hot dogs with ranch for dinner once...so so gross.
• Ella is such a good baby but my favorite is when she is looking at you and tries to focus. She has one eye that is lazy so she goes cross eyed.
  
• One day Hayden was bouncing Ella in her bouncer way too hard and she threw up all over him. He was so grossed out, but I think he learned his lesson.
  
• B made everyone ribs one day at the fire station, oh it was so good.
  

Well long story short I had so much fun and enjoyed being with everyone. Is it boring when I don't post pictures with my posts??I feel like I just worked a 9 hour day and that would just take too much effort.

Runnnnnnnnnnnnn

when I bored I write on my blog, I also run. A couple of days ago I realized I am almost completely passionless, meaning I don't have a passion. But if I had to choose one it would be running. Running is the only thing I do completely for myself, wait I also write raps. Back to running...I think it's great. It is something I can do that challenges me without the competitive nature. I hate competition because I hate making people feel bad when they loose and they usually always loose against me. Back to running....I think I love it so much because you see results fast, it makes you feel great, and you look great while doing it. I do have to admit that I have a bad habit of only running while cars are passing and then walking when they are out of sight, but you don't have to know that. Another reason I love running is because I have a passion for music, which makes my previous statement about not have a passion obsolete. This is the thing though I cannot listen to music and study or listen to music and listen to others talk...i have a very one track mind, no double tasking....Back to running, I can listen to music and run at the same time and feel great about myself because I am double tasking. Also I have never not(double negative, too confusing)...Also I have never had an unenjoyable experience while listening to my favorite songs. This brings me to my next passion...I love to rap. I know I am white but not on the inside. Some rap I don't appreciate because of it's dirty nature but there is some rap that I love because of it's lyrically genius structure. Honestly it's an art. There are a lot of historical allusions in rap so it's like a history lesson; there are puns, metaphors, and plays on words in raps so you get your fill of English; and the chemistry comes into play when I meet a man who can freestyle like Kanye (that was sarcasm, seeing that Kanye sucks at freestyling, listen to Pinnocios story, it's horrible) Anyways that's all I want to say.

TO KATIE BABY TENGELSEN

DEAR KATIE,
I JUST FINISHED ENTERING IN THOSE....PAPERS. I AM GOING TO MAKE THIS AS AMBIGUOUS AS I CAN BUT HONESTLY WHY NOT JUST PAY FOR YOUR SELF....WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND TRUSTS SOMEONE ENOUGH TO BORROW THEM $440. WELL CALL ME AND I WILL TELL YOU. P.S. ENTERING CASH???? DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO THAT ONE YET. LONG STORY SHORT I WILL BE GONE IN THE MORNING WITH HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF MILLIONS OF DOLLARS ON MY PERSON. THANKS FOR INCLUDING ME IN THIS PURSUIT...NOW LET ME INCLUDE YOU IN THE PURSUIT FOR ME. LOVE YOU, DON'T HATE ON QB.

ASL (Annie Signs Lesbian)

I thought this was funny enough to write down, but now i'm writting and not laughing. Today I had a test in ASL (American sign language). We were given a picture of someone and we had to describe them to our teacher. I got a picture of a milf in a Santa outfit haha....weird i know. Wait, I need to preface this with something. My teacher hates me so much, he loves me. I have signed too many questionable signs in class for him not to hate me, but I think he finds my naivety entertaining. I honestly think I have signed him every swear word(on accident of course). Anyways so today I am doing my test and I start to describe this woman to him (P.S. he intentionally gave me this picture because he was smirking when he handed it to me) She was wearing pink so I described her pink "Santa suit" to him. I finished the test and felt confident. He was taking notes on a clip board so he showed me what my grade was. He was laughing and said, "Annie I would have given you full credit but this(he did the sign I had been doing for "pink") does not mean pink. He just started laughing, "it means lesbian. I would not have docked you if you did this sign once but 7 times??? I have to dock you." THE END
sorry maybe you just had to be there but i thought it was great.

Ski Day #4

Ski Day #4
1. Dad took Em, Chubs, and Me skiing
2. we went on the lift
3. went down the mountain
4. josh insisted on taking me down what I swear was a double black diamond
5. went off a jump
6. didn't land it
7. lost my pole
8. 15 minutes later got my pole back
9. watched josh go into a forest of trees and hit a tree
10. went on another jump
11.lost my pole again
12. went home
14. happy new years

Josh and Em

Took this for Spence so maybe he would be proud of my skiing disabilities

Took this for Mitch so he would be jealous