Eye Downt Speeck Inglich.

So apparently I was never taught proper English.

So what if I'm Hungarian? Don't judge me.

Below is a list of words that I say wrong...apparently:

Synecdoche- I say it sin-a-doe-chee

Esme (from Twilight)- Ease-muh

Carlisle (from Twilight)- Car-slee

Fiver (From Watership Down)- Ok I say this one how it should be said but everyone else says Fyver

False- Fal-tse

Hassan (From Kite Runner)- Hesh-in

Hazara (From Kite Runner)- Hez-ra

And I'm sure there's more. So let me know so I can try to make my pronunciations normal. K thanks. You rock. Don't ever change. HAGS. 

Pass It On

Yes, I am actually posting something meaningful for once.

So pass it on.

I really do have tie dye in my eye.

If any of you are feeling flamboyant and are suddenly overcome with a strange desire to touch my eye, please refrain. You see, I have an eye infection. Yummy. So you don't touch my eye, I wont touch yours. You don't bug me, I won't touch your eye. If you do bug me...please expect any eye infection coming your way :0) But you can thank ERIN HORNE for transmitting this to me and eventually to you. Thank you Erin. You've caused a school epidemic. 

Don't worry. Will Smith will survive.

It's Inevitable

Sometimes I take the yearbook camera's home so I can protect my precious pictures I have taken (and so I can work on my pages and actually get them done by deadline). Well it's inevitable that if you have a camera around, you might as well use it right? Right. So dear Emma, Gemma, Mayson and other Yearbookers, don't make fun of me. I bet you do the same :)

So enjoy some pee-chas:

I love Abrev's.

I love speaking in abrev's. It can somes be sup awks but that's ok. I means it's so hard to talk norm and it takes so much mo breath. Speaking in abrevs saves so much time and it makes me sound sup intellgs. Ppl ask me "what's up?" and I simp say "the use". I love abrev's and they make me sound smarts. 
That is all. 

Beat, Beat Drums

Blow Bugles Blowwwwwww.

So as some of you know, Madrigals have been working their pants off for two weeks on the lovely Dona Nobis Pacem. A wonderful 65 page song. We had the honor of being directed by the great Dr. Ryan Murphy-assistant director of the tab choir. It was snazzy, I learned a lot and it was oodles of fun. But I am going to tell you about the interesting things that happened. Let me tell ya, it was a distressing few days. Weird things just kept happening!

First: At dinner, Tara was sitting across from me. She leaned forward and did something to my bangs. I thought she was fixing them but then she said "There was a spider in your hair". Thankfully Tara is not afraid of bugs! But it wasn't just a tiny spider. It was like a daddy long leg. EWW! How would you like it if a spider was on your head?? So I don't know what was going on with me emotionally, but I started crying. And some lovely madrigal friends were laughing and so was I, but for some reason I was also crying. And I do. not. cry in public (unless it's in Toy Story 3).

 

Second: McKann, Ben, Jemi, Steph, and Dania and I were eating at Noodles and Company and I had to relieve myself so I walked back to the bathroom and the bathrooms there were the big ones that are for one person and they lock, ya know? Well I try opening the door and it opens and I see this lady...in the bathroom...doing what people do in bathrooms and she screams and I slam the door and rush back to the table. Awkward. You can guess what image was going through my mind all day.

Third: I found my future husband. He lives in USA Spoon (American Fork....get it?). Trust me. It's meant to be. That's who I'm marrying this year. Expect a wedding announcement in the mail.

Fourth: Ben is a bottomless pit. Don't worry it's a good thing. He also doesn't worry about sanitation. Don't blame me when you get leprosy...

Fifth: McKann's obsessions with people are hilarious.

Basically this was a blast. Madrigals! We have finished Dona Nobis Pacem! Do you hear that? Victory's ringing.

Have you ever had your life flash before your eyes?

Around last week Sarah Jensen and I had a near death experience.

We were on our way to visit a friend and it was icy. Don't go to the mall when it's icy. You are bound to crash. So here we are. Going 5 miles per hour. Sarah's wheels don't have traction, we crash into the back of the car in front of us at a red light. Apparently it's a new car so the lady gets out of her car, slams her door, cusses Sarah out, slaps her in the face but Sarah is rolling on the ground because her leg is broken from the crash and I'm crying because I'm having a mental breakdown and Sarah is bleeding and her car blows up and we all die. The end. 

(This story may or may not be exaggerated but I promise some of it is true).

Don't you ever want to explode into domestic violence?

Yeah. I do. 

Happy first post of 2011!