the music universe hates me

mumford and sons played in slc last summer. i didn't buy tickets because i thought i'd be in sf by then.
i wasn't. then tickets were sold out.
mumford and sons is playing in berkeley in a month and tickets are sold out. i will also be in utah.

he is we played in utah a few summers ago when i was at youth conference.
he is we played in sf last week when i was in palm springs.
he is we played in logan last night when i was here in sf. the week before i go back to utah.

two of my all time favorite music groups just can't quite coincide with my schedule. ever.

*sigh*


in case anyone was wondering, i ate chocolate today so... that's wonderful.

i have a massive, nasty bruise on my leg. i walked into a gate.

this makes laugh every single time:

now let's all just take a moment to watch this, because, it too, is hilarious every time:

you're not forever alone

this time of year is when facebook, twitter and instagram are filled with people

(mostly girls) complaining about not having a significant other for valentines day.

you know what i have to say?  

stop. 

just because you don't have a bf/gf does not mean  nobody loves you and that you're going to be alone for the rest of your life.

valentine's day is about love, it's not a competition on whether you have a boyfriend or not. love can come from your family or friends or even a box of chocolates you buy yourself (haha k, sorry. that is going against everything this post is about. i couldn't resist)

but really, whether you have a boyfriend or girlfriend or not just remember:

i also keep hearing that girls "hate" getting stuff on valentines because they feel like their boyfriends HAVE to and that they should be getting flowers every other day of the week and blah blah blah BUT. sometimes i think we need the reminder to remind us to tell the people that we love that we love them. if that makes sense.

okay, rant over. 

this is me and bryan last valentines.

i love him.

happy valentine's day!

haunted

so there i am, lying in bed. just thinking about life when suddenly, i hear my sister say my name. clear as a bell. but wait, i am over 700 miles away from my sister. so i just brush it aside, it was something that i imagined. so i text my sister of this event. and she says "ghosts can imitate voices of people you know"

now. if you know me, i TOTALLY psych myself out when it comes to ghosts. give me a movie about zombies or mysterious phone calls but you tell me a ghost story, and i sleep in my parents bed for the next two nights (no joke, this happened to me in fourth grade). 

then, i hear my name again, 2 more times both in different, familiar voices. you can bet your bottom dollar i was scared outta my mind. so the next day (after i finally fell asleep) i tell my mom this, and she suggests that i put my headphones in. so i do, and i don't hear voices but like i said, i psych myself out. so i can't fall asleep then i wake up about 20 times during the night. 

there is no moral or point to this story besides to share with you the events of the nights i felt like i was in the movie 1408. or maybe to point out how much of a wimp i am. or maybe i'm just crazy. i don't know. you decide.

a few pretty little things...

okay so, i am finally up to date on my pll. well. here is what i am thinking right about now

- i am freaking out
- why is this happening? i was asking myself the same question
- i KNEW there was still something a little off about toby. i just knew it
- if caleb dies, i refuse to watch anymore
- ask me if i literally threw my computer when caleb was shot. cause i did.
- why?
- how the h did mona just walk right out the front door of an asylum?
- where the h is lucas?
- why the h did i have to love nate so much... i WAS NOT expecting that
- toby is a slut
- why?!
- i want to cry right now
- i want the series to be over right now just so i can know what happens
- remember how it was supposed to be a 10 episode mini series? too good to not be something bigger
- why?
- i love caleb so much!


okay. my pll rant is over... for now.