Hey Marie eat this

This last weekend, my mother and brothers headed up to Draper to go and chill with my aunt and cousins. My brother Jake went to a government-hosted science camp to go and chill with other geeks like him. My father and I stayed and chilled in the P to the Hood. Here's what went down.

On Thursday night, we ate wendy's. It was sorta good. We watched Hok and Anya go home. (Does your dad watch So You Think You Can Dance? Mine does...he watches America's Next Top Model too...then he switches to CSI and Last Comic Standing during the comercials).

Friday night I went and saw Hairspray. (Do I recomend it? Cheya!) Then I came home and my dad and I made a 6-layered chocolate cake that was supposed to be 10 layers, but ended up wabbling after layer 6. We ate that cake on platters until midnight watching The Soup (does your dad watch that too?)

Saturday, I sent out a mad hunt for the new Harry Potter book with my friend Stankho. We ended up finding it at our first stop, K-Mart. I took it home and my dad read the last chapter and the epilouge then kept asking me if I wanted to know how it ended

So, this weekend was pretty great. Dancining, hairspray, cake, Harry Potter, mi padre, and a pretty craptacular blog.

Hey Jude: I'm baaaack!

Yes I know, it's been more than a month.
No, I haven't forgotten you.
Yes, I have a real update to write.
No, I won't be posting it today (possibly tomorrow) sorry
...And yes, the picture on the previous post does say WHORE

Here's your update

I am home.

More to come later.

For the time being, feel free to read

this.

And this basically sums up my last week of school

Love Miss Elisabeth

I have the greatest job eveh! After my classes, I walk a couple of blocks North where I am greeted by a crossing guard named Dan who points a speed gun toward the passing cars. Dan helps me cross the street and says to me "How are you doing today? School going good? Well, that's good. Have a good day!" Then I walk into North Elementary where everyone under the age of 12 calls me "Miss Elisabeth". I'm not going to lie: it's pretty cute. I tutor 10 little first and second graders in reading and writing. Then, on Thursdays I go help a little big kindergarten class where I am greeted as, yeah that's right, "Hi Miss Elisabeth!!!" Everyday, they all have little funny things to say.

Like the day for example, we had a brief encounter with race.

We were reading a book called "Sally's Daisy". In the book, Sally is drawn darker. The day that I brought the book to the kids, they all had a comment to say about Sally's complexion. "Is Sally like Indian or something?" I tell them I don't know and it doesn't matter because it has nothing to do with the book. One kid said "Well she must be Mexican, she's black like a Mexican." I stopped bring that book with me. It was that very same day that little Kenneth said in great frustration "Stupid eraser! It must have been made in China! Chinese people are so cheap!" while he was trying to erase his spelling word. It was also on that very same day that little Jaylee told me how she had a bunny once but a little boy ran away with it. "Yeah, he was Mexican" said she. What do you say to stuff like that? I try really really really really really really really hard not to laugh. But really, these kids are great.

Today I went to the library. I love the library. I get a lot done...most days. Today wasn't most days. I'll let this picture be worth a thousand words.

my home teacher

Good times at the library. Good times.

Dear Emily

I Lub EWE!

I'll blog about this picture of the shoe later

When I was younger, I thought it would be pretty fantastic if I knew everything.

Now, I think I know too much.

Way too much.

Now that I know too much, I wish I could be stupid again like I was about a week ago...

Have you ever felt this way?

Let them eat cake!

and let them all get fat!
I don't care anymore.

Oh what do you do in Cedar City when all is dull and cold...

Do you play in the snow?

Buy a fish in a bowl?

In the stadium, do you spell lame?

Guess where Dustin will be in a few months time

While buying a dress you find

Is that what you do? So do I.

Note: any guesses as to where Dustin will be called on his mission is greately appriciated in the comments. Paris, Missouri, Chicago, Brazil, Chile, New York Spanish speaking, Nicarogua, Africa (clicky language), Russia, New Zealand, England, Domincan Republic, Philedelphia, Gana, Puerto Rico, Tuscany, Argintina, Canada, Spokane, Texas, Norway, Italy, Louisiana, Bosnia, Singapore, and Maine are already taken.

Happy New Year, love Jude

Sorry it's been awhile, but I am back
For Christmas I got a CAMERA!!! (This only means my posts can only get better from here)

Here's a short recap from my short break in Provo

The fam and I went to Temple Square to see the Joseph Smith movie and to see all the lights. It was cold...very cold, but it was fun.

Note: I did not take this picture, but my mutha did. My batteries ran low, so I didn't get too many pictures when I was there)

Christmas Day

This is the first picture I took. Some don't believe me when I say my dad is kind of silly. That's all I will say.

New Year's Eve Eve

Because tradition says so, I went to First Night with my friends Tristan, Lauren, Brittany, and Sam (other's were invited, but chose not to come...you know who you are).

Tristan and I

Lauren and I

Brittany and Sam

New Year's Eve

I haven't been to a family New Year's Eve party in years because tradition kept on yelling at me, so I decided to go and see what it was all about. We went to my aunt's and uncle's house and had a waffle cook-off and watched a kick-A firework show put on by my dad and uncle Jonathan.

It was cold...very cold.

I am now back in Cedar City (more on that later) It is late and I am tired, but I will end by saying that I had a great time at home and I miss everyone very much

Especially these two

Um...yeah and then we danced

For lack of better words-

IT ROCKED, basically

To Whom it May Concern

Dear Mother Nature,
Um, have you been outside lately? You should probably let it snow. I think I would be more forgiving of the weather if it was cold for a reason. Last Wednesday, I was walking up to English. It was all sunny outside. I was very happy. Then I opened the door. 20 degrees? What's up with that? Then I hear it is 10 degrees with the wind. Then that night was -1? What the heck? I knew Cedar City was windy, but this is ridiculous (this cold has even impaired my spelling). I came home and laid on top of my heater because I was afraid my ears would fall off. If you would let it snow, I would be more forgiving of this coldness.

Dear Megan Spiva,
Um, have you been outside lately? You should probably turn the heaters back on. What's up with turning on the heat full blast when it's 60 degrees outside, and then turn them down when it 10 degrees?

Dear Microwave,
Tell me, what do you want? We have done everything we could to stop you from stinking! All she wanted was some popcorn. She didn't mean to put the popcorn in for 30 min instead of 3. I mean, it's not her fault your buttons are weird. We put a lemon in water for one min like Lindsey told us too, but you made our house smell like burnt popcorn and burnt lemon. Then we tried that whole vineger and water thing, ha! Like that worked. We're all sorry that you turned yellow on the inside, but come on! The home teachers came over and you made our house smell like we were smoking crack. Thanks a lot! Now, smell better!

Dear Kat,
How's your bruise? Don't you know we all know?!?! Please stop this and just delete your myspace so no more "visitors" come over.

Dear Andy the Home Teacher,
I heart you.

Dear Britney Spears,
Just a friendly reminder: You are not Paris. That is all.

Goodbye Provo!

I am leaving today. It's been real hanging with the fam, eating good turkey, and see the new James Bond look ever so good. I didn't do everything like I had planned (homework, hang out with some people, seeing everyone I wanted to at church, hiking the Y, bungee jumping off the Nu Skin building, ending world hungar, etc.) but it was fun.

I am now heading back to good ol' Cedar City on one crazy car ride through Filmore. I'll let you know how that goes...

Adios Provo! Voy a perder tú!

One and A Half

I know I promised I would talk about my roommate Shanna this post, but I found something that I couldn't pass up. Someone sent me this survey:

IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button

Here is goes...

Opening Credits
A Lotta Nerve- Allister
(since this song about breaking up I don't know how I feel about this being my opening credits)

Waking Up
Hide and Seek- Imogen Heap

First Day of School
Breathe [2am]- Anna Nalic


Falling in Love
Stars- Switchfoot

Fight Song
Hair- The Early November

Breaking Up
Roxanne- The Police

Prom
She Will Be Loved- Maroon 5

Life's Okay
London Bridge- Fergie

Mental Breakdown
Billy Jean- Michael Jackson

Driving
Ramalama (Bang Bang)- Roisin Murphy
(this song is probably my favorite song right now. it reminds me of benji schwimmer.

Flashback
You Can't Stop The Beat- From the muscial Hairspray

Getting Back Together
Extroadinary Machine- Fiona Apple

Birth of a Child
Sexy Back- Justin Timberlake
(this one is my favorites)

Wedding
Toxic- Britney Spears
(mark my word, this song will be on my video)

Final Battle
Nothing-Mason Jennings

Death Scene
Buenos Aires- From the musical Evita

Funeral Song
Holding Out For a Hero- Frou Frou

End Credits
Never Knew- The Rocket Summer

So, there's my soundtrack. Ummm, that is about all. I leave for home TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm just a little excited.

One

Due to complaints about my previous post
("Elisabeth, how come you dedicated that post to Carrie?" "What about me?" "It's okay, you don't have to give me that cookie because I'm pretty sure you saved it for Carrie anyway" "Elisabeth, I'm a little embarrassed about my picture on your blog" "You know what Elisabeth, I've just about had it up to here with you" "blah blah blah blah blah blah blah")

I have decided to dedicate each of my posts to a roommate, friend, neighbor, former lover, and occasionally to a random person I know.
Today's lucky winner (drum role please):

Annalie aka Cereal

(her friendship isn't cheap)

Annalie is one of my roommates (I might as well just say that she is one of my awsome roommates who I love dearly, even though I do like Carrie better jk). She is an ex-interior design major from LDS Business College but a nursing major here. Annalie is our "mother figure". Besides from making us sit in the corner and washing our mouths out with soap when we say naughty words, she takes me to Wal-mart when she has random ideas like making a chandelier out of plastic cups and beads. If time permits I would like to take a minute to mention that room C5 has the most rockin kitchen around complete with a Kick A chandelier hanging from the ceiling and Christmas lights (yeah I said whatev too) hanging around the window.

Annalie likes to eat cereal. We had to do a diet analysis in our nutrition class. Acording to what those nutritionists say, you need around 600ug of folic acid when you are pregnant or are thinking about getting pregnant. Annalie's analysis reads 1200ug of folic acid from just 2 days. I guess eating like 4-5 bowls of cereal a day will get you 200% of your folic acid intake. According to Dustin, she could probably have twins if she wanted to.

Annalie can sing a killer rendition of "All I Ask of You" from Phantom of the Opera. Really, nothing can quite match it.

I could probably say something about eggs in here, but that is just one of those inside jokes that I don't think anyone else will get and I don't think Annalie would appreciate it. Speaking of inside jokes, What did Cinderella say when she got to the ball?

Well, I am going to end my tribute to Miss Bloomquist. She could totally live in Jane Austen time because her last name fits in perfectly. I just have to say that Annalie rocks my socks. She was gone this last weekend for a funeral and she was deeply, deeply missed. I now leave you with some stats about Annalie.

Status: Single

Here for: Friends

Orientation: Straight

Hometown: Kearns, UT

Body type: 171 cm/Average

Ethnicity: White/Caucasian
Religion: Mormon

Zodiac Sign: Leo
Smoke/Drink: No/No

Children: Someday
Education: In college
Occupation: Student

Stats brought to you by HeyJude-A Place For Friends

Next weeks topic: Shanna, the Cutest Carrot eVer!

Wow, it's late...

I would like to dedicate this post to my roommate Carrie who doesn't even read this, but whatev. Today was her 19th birthday. We made her a cake and decorated the kitchen in honor of her specail day. I think Carrie is one of my favorite roommates (after Brittany, Annalie, Shanna and Catherine of course. Sorry guys). Shanna invited some of Carrie's guy friends over and if Carrie is reading this, I think that Louis is pretty cute, but not really my thang...sorry. Carrie doesn't like skinny boys, she likes musicals, and she recommended that we go and see The Prestige (I smell Oscar!)

Carrie reminds me of my good friend November Guest. By the way I should mention that I miss that girl. She is in Rexburg livin it up at B to the Y to the U to the Idaho which I should mention is A to the MA to the ZING. This time next year I imagine we will be attending her bridal shower (just kidding)

I registered for next semester the other night. I went to sign up for Math 1010 but it wouldn't let me because of that lame thing kids these days call the ACT. My math score was too low. I wanted to cry. I went to sign up for the remedial math class (you know, the one where you sit at a big table and they give you different shapes and different colors of M&M's and graph paper) but the stupid (sorry Shanna) computer wouldn't let me sign up. As a result, I have to take a stupid (I really am sorry) Math Placement exam on Thursday. Moral of this story: I hate math and the ACT.

Here is my schedule thus far: ENGL 2010, EDUC 2000, ESL 3400, HIST 1700, PE 1090, and either MATH 1010 or MATH 990 (we'll see on Thursday).

I am quite happy at the fact that I will be seeing my fam in a little more than a week. I miss those crazy kids. I haven't talked to my brothers in a while and since they are so dilligent in updating their blogs, it will be nice to see them.

Well, I am going to go to bed. I have accomplished a lot tonight (to be read with sarcasm). No polka tonight, but I have held a whole conversation in Spanish. It rocked. I talked about someone who didn't know what I was saying. Ha, if only he knew...

Buenas noches lectores. Voy a cama por la noche. Adios!

And the Shirt Lives On

Meet Pam (I don't know her name, but Pam sounds like a good name for her). She works in the Cafeteria. I saw her wearing "the shirt" today.

She is giving a "W" sign that stands for Wal-Mart.

Pam says "Go Wal-Mart!"

Dear World,

I have been told that I don't blog enough. The problem is that in order to fix that problem, you need to have an exciting life and a decent camera. I could always blog about me dancing the polka to get Brittany's attention, but I think that would probably freak my mom out. So instead, I found this little survey on a website that I am not so sure I should mention from someone who probably will recongnize this and if you have read been reading my blog, you should know that I am all about the Top 10's. So world, here you freaking go.

TEN FAVORITES
1. televison show: American Idol and Gilmore Girls
02. flower: Lilies
03. color: Purple, yellow, red, and clear
04. sport: tennis
05. mall: University
06. music: that underground crap that everyone hates
07. food: cheese enchalatas and cookies n cream ice cream
08. season: summer and fall
09. animal: Joshua R. Lohner
10. city: Provo *sniff*

TEN FACTS
01. hometown: I was born in Long Beach CA (OC?) but moved to Provo
02. hair color: Ugly poo brown
03. hair length: long--thinking of going short
04. hair style: long with bangs--thinking of going short but keeping the bangs
05. eye color: blue
07. mood: confused, frustrated, tired--why the heck am I doing this?
08. orientation: straight on weekdays, swinger on the weekends
09. available?: sigh. very much so
10. lefty/righty: right

TEN THINGS: THIS OR THAT
01. love or money: both, in an ideal world
02. hard liquor or beer: um, Sprite
04. one night stands or relationships: I'll let you know
05. televison or internet: Internet
06. pepsi or coke: Diet Coke
07. wild night out or romantic night in: romantic
08. colored or black and white pictures: Black and White
09. phone or in person: In person
10. aim or myspace: Blogger

TEN HAVE YOU EVERS
01. have you ever been caught sneaking out: no, Elisabeth never played that way
02. have you ever skinny dipped: no
03. have you ever done something you regret: no
04. have you ever bungee jumped: It's on the list
05. have you ever been on a house boat: no, that should be on the list
06. have you ever finished an entire jaw breaker: No, I honestly never tried
07. have you ever wanted someone so badly it hurt: Does Mr. Roddick count? (just kidding!)
08. have you ever thrown your phone out of anger?: No, but I threw my braclet the other day
09. have you ever lied about your age?: Once
10.THIS QUESTION HAS BEEN OMITTED

TEN EMOTIONS
01. are you missing someone right now: Try 5 little someones
02. are you happy: um, sure
03. are you talking to anyone right now: no
04. are you bored: no
05. are you hungry: freaking hungry, but more tired than hungry
06. what was the last thing that made you angry: oh man, where to start? Maybe how my freaking eye is red because I freaking pinched it when I was trying to get my freaking contact out. (maybe I should stop using the word freaking...I guess it could be worse, right?)
07. who was the last person to make you smile: My roomies
08. are you lonely: no
09. are your parents still married: yup
10. do you like someone right now: yes. end of story.

Maybe this week will be more exciting. I'll let you know later.
Love,
Me

Dear Self,

You have too many skirts. So many that they don't really fit into the closet so well and you have even more back in Provo. When did your fetish start. How did this happen? Remember back when you were in 8th grade and you used to fight with your mother over wearing skirts to school? Remember? Now look at you! 26 skirts here at Cedar City (and about 10 more back at Provo), and you want more!?!?!? That's right, 26. So you don't believe me? Here, let me show you.

Skirt 1: Plain black, A-line skirt
Skirt 2: Plain black stretchy number from Old-Navy
Skirt 3: Black, polka dot with ruffely bottom
Skirt 4: Long black with white Hawiian like flowers
Skirt 5: Wool black and white with velvet ribbon next along the bottom
Skirt 6: Wool pink skirt with pink velvet ribbon (see skirt 5)
Skirt 7: Wool brown and turquoise
Skirt 8: Wool purple and black plaid A-Line
Skirt 9: Brown and yellow pleated with beads one top
Skirt 10: Brown, fluffy, with pink blue and white stripes
Skirt 11: Silky red flowered
Skirt 12: Long red with little white polka dots
Skirt 13: Long, tan, that is all
Skirt 14: Tan with white embroidered flowers
Skirt 15: My "La Cucaracha" skirt from Tar-get
Skirt 16: Poofy brown with orange flowers and sparkly stuff
Skirt 17: Dark red A-line
Skirt 18: Pink and white number from DI-$3!
Skirt 19: Blueish flowered one with blue trimming that hits just below my knees
Skirt 20: White and tan flowered A-line
Skirt 21: White A-line with embroidered with sequens along the bottom
Skirt 22: Short denium
Skirt 23: Turquoise J-hook with turquioise embroidery (a Hillary Duff specialty)
Skirt 24: A line flowery skirt with purple and tan flowers (aka the Marilyn Monroe skirt)
Skirt 25: The classic white fall back
Skirt 26: The pleated light pink one

So you see self? What is up with this? The next time you are at Gap and see the "skirt of your dreams", don't listen to that little green monster who whispers in the back of your head. Tell him "no". Tell him that even though that the skirt may be perfect for church the next day (and yes, you have indeed bought skirts just because you wanted something new to wear to church...stop lying to yourself) you don't need it. Remember the poor purple number back home in your closet who is so sad because you would rather wear something "new". So my dear self, remember that your skirt to pants ratio is 26:7 and due to the fact that there is only harsh weather ahead, you should probably buy some pants insead.
Also, you should probably remember to floss tonight.
Love,
You

*Stay tuned for the post about how this blogger wore a skirt each day of the week*