midnight rambles.

i just want to talk for a minute.

i read this hilarious paper from one of my classmates today about being a confused boy surrounded by menstruating women. i laughed out loud more than once and i ended it up reading it to my roommates. it's funny to see the guy's point of view. especially when he is from your creative writing class so he doesn't hold back by anymeans.

i have this awful cough. i had a cold too, but i'm pretty much cured from that, the dang cough won't stop though.

Landon. he is amazing. i love it when he gets sleepy and his words are slurred together and he has this sleepy smile that melts my heart. i like to tuck him in and watch him get all snuggly and say funny things he wouldn't say if he was 100% conscious.

i'm watching my roommates right now doing their homework. actually, doing shelise's homework. ness doesn't even have school, she just took upon herself the decorating of shelise's poster display while shelise writes a paper for her other class.

the new guy in glee is harry potter from a very potter musical. haven't heard of it? look it up on youtube and be sure you have some time, because the whole thing is a couple hours long. anyway, he rocks. i get excited every time i see him in glee.

annnnnnd. i love Landon.
annnnnnd. i know that you're reading this Landon, and laughing to yourself about how "cute" i am. and i want to resent you for that, but i can't. because you just end up making those puppy dog eyes and i can't refuse it.
damn you.
:)

amo a Landon

i like piano music. i could listen to it all day and night and i love it when my roommate nancy practices. i sit on my lovesac and revel at her amazing talent.
i also like Landon. i like going to church with him and letting him tickle my arm with a pen only to find the entire palm of my hand tattooed in green ink. i like how he is a good sport when his roommate points out his long hair to everyone in the ward during his talk. i like watching the office with him and i like...just being with him. correction: i love being with him. i love how he lets me use his printing credit at the school because i don't have enough money to buy my own. i love how he lets me use his truck because poor joanna is in the shop. i love how he buys me a lamp so i can read at night without disturbing my roommate. i love how he tells me everything he loves about me and i get all bashful. i love how bowling is the only thing he really gets upset at in front of me. i love how i love beating him in anything i can except for bowling. i love how he managed to convert me to being a byu fan when i really had no preference before.

i love Landon.

sometimes.

sometimes you have those days when you back your car up into a piece of steel so hefty, you could drop it off the empire state building and no damage would come of it. and it sucks. and sometimes you get stuck in traffic in the middle of the night because of a crash up the road. and it sucks.

sometimes you don't get a text from someone you wanted. and it sucks. and sometimes you feel like all of the people you get advice and love and friendship from are all off in different countries and you're alone. and it sucks.

sometimes your feet are so cold, it causes pain to the rest of your body. and it sucks. and sometimes you just really, really feel like you need a hug to blind you from the pain you feel from your daily mistakes. and it sucks.

but every time, there is someone there for you. someone to drive you to the repair shop and sit in traffic with. or someone to complain about "how far away argentina is" with. or a good pair of socks. and when you're with those people, the sucking seems less...lonely. i guess it's true, that misery loves company. but could it possibly be that sometimes, the company makes it less miserable? i think so.

and sometimes, i feel like there should be little asians sleeping in my dresser. and frankly, that frightens me.

approval

it was jj's birthday last night. we went to nightmare on 13th. i've loved this haunted house in the past, but i will be honest, i was not impressed with it this year. there must have been 20 actors in the entire thing! and let's be honest, no haunted house is complete without a clown room. even though i'm not particularly afraid of clowns, they just get all up in your bid-nass and are rude, but still.
we were sitting at VOP (my old apartment complex) with girls that i am not that fond of (immature and rather annoying) watching the 6th sense. Landon was sitting inbetween jj and me leaned forward eating his pizza and drinking his mt. dew. we [Landon, jj and me] couldn't hear the movie because everyone was talking so loud and yet we stared at the screen. jj monotone-ly said/sang, "poi-son" and i looked over and him and he looked at me and i sang with a little more melody,"you're poison running through my veins" and he started to move his body slightly to an imaginary beat, "you're Poi-sonnn!" and together, pointing at each smiling , "I can't break these cha-ins!! POI-SON!" jj and i were so delighted with each other and he asked trivially with hope, "double points if you know who sings it!" with a tone as if he asked me what 1+1 was i said, "alice cooper!" jj slapped Landon on the back and said, "dude, you hold onto this one!! she is a keeper!" this was the first time jj had vocally approved of our relationship.

i've got my old friend back.

hail jessica.

i've been waiting all day for Landon to get home so we can go to St. George. the dude is taking FOREVER. i've been sitting on my balcony playing my harmonica for the past hour. my tongue and lips hurt. and for the past 7 months, that isn't the usual reason for them hurting.

i have an annoyance to get off my chest. the manager at my apartment complex. she thinks she is the shiz. she's not. jessica (jessthica is how we say her name. mockingly. refer to this video and replace the name jackie with jessica and you will get it.) we have a UVU banner hanging from the balcony of our apartment right? it doesn't look tacky, it just shows that we have school pride you know? well, jessica (instert tone) left us a note on our door saying, "please take down the uvu flag."and on the paper it said we had 48 hours to take it down before they would dispose of it and charge our account $25. i guess blogging about this won't quite show how she wrote it, but there was a tone in her handwriting that screamed hate. we almost didn't move into this complex because of her attitude toward us. she was absolutely awful to my roommates and me while we were signing our contracts. we now want to hang a flag off our balcony that says, "Hail Jessica!" the flag has been taken down, but it is not in our dining room window just plain as day, but there isn't anything she can do about it because it is inside. take that.

hail jessica.

i'm back.

missed you all. i've been in the process of moving and with our new place, internet wasn't an amenity. so here i am, leeching off some random person's internet. and. it. sucks.
on a more positive note, i'm in love. Landon is the best. did you know?
he and i went dirt bike riding yesterday. he is so awesome.
i'm telling you world, there is no better person for me
ON THIS PLANET
than Landon J. Street.
none.
thank you God, for my
one
true
love.

you want feel good music?

country
music
is the best
music
that
i've
ever
discovered.