Friday, June 3, 2011

Anger Issues

Okay, so I've been having anger issues. Not anger management issues, just anger in general. I'm pretty good at not blowing up in someone's face because I am mad at them, but it's when I turn my head around that I get nasty.

Don't get me wrong, I don't like start swearing or anything serious like that. I just get angry. I talk about it for days to people (such as my mother, Kimberly, and Anna) until it's finally out of my system enough for me to not tell that person just exactly how I feel. People say, tell people your feelings! It works out much better! AKA it doesn't! Because if I try to explain, to the person I am super mad at, my feelings, I will blow up and offend someone more than they offended me. Seriously. It's happened before. And as much as I'm working on it, I get into this terrible habit of wanting to be mad. We've all been there. You know, where you know you really shouldn't be mad and that you can choose to be happy, but for some reason you choose to NOT be? I go there. A LOT. And while I'm there, I don't mind. I have no desire to be happy because I'm so angry. I don't know where that comes from.

ANYWAY, my anger has been building these past couple of weeks. With finals coming up and all this stuff happening in my family and just things happening to me in general are irritating me. Alone, they wouldn't be a big problem. But for some reason I've had a very short fuse lately.

Not even kidding. Honestly, earlier I was in the bathroom and saw some college guys messing around in the yard behind us, so for some reason I went into creepy-curious-cat mode, turned off the lights, and watched them. I WAS CURIOUS, OKAY!? Anyway, it was fine until they starting playing drinking games and messing with Brandy (my old dog) through the fence. I got so angry that I walked outside and called Brandy in. WHOA, defiant, right!? xD NOT! But still, point being, I otherwise would have just left it alone because Brandy is a dog and probably doesn't even care.

Plus also, lately I have become VERY grateful for the parents I have. Because lately, I have deeply appreciated THEIR parenting habits and skills, because I'm finding MORE and MORE lately, that I don't like other people's. I'm not talking about a specific person or group of people, but just in general, I like the way my mom does things more than most other people. Same with my dad.

I don't know. I just need a cool down. Hows abouts I just grab like five friends and we all go on a road trip, okay? xD I wish.

Friday, May 27, 2011

:)

This week was definitely not what I expected it to be.

FIRST OF ALL, Keenan and Sabrina came down for the week. That was exciting! Well, for the time that I saw them, I guess. It wasn't as glorious and crazy and amazing as I think we'd hoped it to be. I think we were expecting to see each other more often. But the times we DID see each other were so fun! I am so sad so have them leave.

AKA, they shouldn't leave. WAIT, they already did. :(

Basically, they got here on Monday. I saw them Tuesday morning for seminary for about 45 minutes. I got to be with them for about an hour Wednesday afternoon, and that was great. I also saw them at my concert and for probably half of an hour after that. I saw Keenan Thursday morning for probably thirty minutes, and for probably ten minutes this morning.

At least I got to see them for three hours. :)

It wasn't enough. :(

I think I'm mostly just disappointed because I was planning on having Keenan with me all day yesterday, only that didn't happen because of technical reasons. So it's like I'm missing something, I guess. But he made it up to me this morning and surprised me with FOOD. Really good food, too. The breakfast kind. I was so happy. SO happy. AKA, I am REALLY happy about that.

Do you know what he said?

Do you KNOW what he said?

He said that if my parents hadn't have met, he would be a very sad man.

AWWWWWW! AKA, that made my entire day! More like my life!

But he is still gone. :/

Another time, I guess. Summer is near. :)

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Best Prank EVER

OH my goodness gracious! Holy Cow!

Let me begin by saying that I wore very bright blue flip flops to seminary today. They are old and not so comfortable, so when I got to gym class later in the day, I switched from them to my new brown ones because they are newer and more comfortable.

The next period, Kimberly noticed the change and said in great exclamation: "Emma! Weren't you wearing blue flip flops this morning?" It was only then that I realized what I could pull here. How much I could mess with her was what I wanted to test, and only then did I form together the plan. So I said in reply,

"Oh yeah, Kimberly, don't you know? I carry around extra pairs of flip flops? No, I was not wearing blue flip flops!"

Kimberly threw her hands over her head in frustration. "No, they were blue! I specifically remember thinking that they were super blue."

"Maybe you are thinking of a different day. I've been wearing brown flip flops all day, Kimberly."

We argued about this for the rest of the period. I'm pretty sure I had her. She said she didn't believe me but in her mind there was still the 'what if' element, and that was good enough for me.

So the next period I had to go into state testing, so Kimberly and I were seperated. Anna and I went into the lab and sat next to each other. That was when I told her about what I'd been doing with the flip flops, and Anna laughed. She told me she had black ones in her tennis bag that I could use

SCORE!!!

So we switched flip flops, so now I had black ones on. It was during lunch that Kimberly noticed the change and threw her hands over her head again.

"No way! Emma! Your flip flops were brown!"

"Oh yeah, Kimberly. I carry around THREE pairs of flip flops, didn't you know? Are you kidding me? Kimberly, I thought we already went over this. My flip flops have been black all day."

"Okay, maybe they weren't blue this morning, but I KNOW they were brown!"

"Yeah. OKAY Kimberly," I said sarcastically.

Of course just before we got to fifth period we ran into Anna, and the crazy girl decided to PULL MY FLIP FLOPS OUT! I was so dead! Kimberly saw and said, "EMMA! I knew it!"

I grabbed the flip flops and ran for it. I put them on, gave Anna hers, and ran to math class. It wasn't until I sat down that I faced the consequences.

"I TOLD YOU! I told you! I knew they were brown!"

So I caved. But not all the way. I still had the blue flip flop trick to pull. So I lied again. This was all a joke I would spill at the end of the day, mind you, so it wasn't a big lie or anything.

"Okay, so they were brown. But that's because me and Anna switched during fourth period so that way she could have better quality ones for Tennis."

"So why did she give them back, HM!?"

"That's because she decided she might never give them back if I lent them to her, so she decided to keep hers."

"Then why did you lie to me about it!?"

"I thought it would be funny because you thought I switched earlier. But I really have had brown ones all day other than fourth period, I promise."

Satisfied with this, I went about the day, sure I had fooled her.

After school I told her I needed to go to the locker room to get my socks, since I wore flip flops and I needed socks for tennis shoes for gym. So when we got there was when I opened my locker and pulled out the socks and, inevitably, the blue flip flops. She died yelling at me. It was SO FUNNY!

"You BIG LIAR! I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! I knew this whole time you had blue flip flops!"

She kept going on about it, but I was satisfied because I knew that even though she had known I'd been wearing blue flip flops, she still had some sort of doubt. The face she had was priceless. I'm now contemplating not posting this so that way I can do it to someone else. Other people can do this too. It was SO FUNNY!

Later on I explained to her that Anna had been in on it and she really hadn't needed my flip flops, and that Leif knew as well. She was so embarrassed. Not in a bad way though. She was fine with it. She thought it was hilarious. Aw man, if only that kind of thing would work two days in a row. I'd love to get that reaction again.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Drawing

Drawing has been one of my latest hobby obsessions. I mean I really don't think I will go anywhere with my drawings, not like a cartoon artist or anything big like that. But somehow it manages to take up most of my time in school lately, at least when I'm not doing anything. Most of my pictures get thrown away or recycled because they are tests or something, but the ones I can get my hands on I tuck away into a special place. Just kidding. I actually just shove them in my math folder and listen to Shellbie complain about not being drawn all through math. So a few days ago I gave in and drew her chasing me up a tree trying to draw me a picture. I almost thought she might whack me, but she thought it was funny. Phew.

But really, I have been drawing a lot. And when I say a lot, I mean if there is a blank sheet of paper by me, I have to draw. I feel like something is wrong if I don't. This includes the backs of tests, journal pages, white boards, occasionally desks (but only with a pencil so I can erase later, of course), the list goes on. I draw things that have happened, things I think will happen, metaphors of things that have happened. It's fun to stretch my imagination with things that are physically impossible. Like people having heads twice the size of their body. xD

And everyone likes seeing them too. Or everyone that talks to me, anyway. They all want me to draw them and I would but the thing about my drawings is that I draw them when I want to. I draw the best pictures when I came up with the idea, and I really want to. Or if I'm very bored and have nothing to do. But if some person says DRAW ME over and over, I don't want to and when I do it won't look very good because I didn't put effort into it. And if someone is counting on me to have a good picture it comes out yucko because I thought about it too much.

Anyway, that's my two cents for the day. Maybe I'll post some of the pictures.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Most Embarrassing Day EVER

OH. MY. GOODNESS. GRACIOUS.
Not YOUR goodness gracious.
MINE.
Lol.

ANYWAY, basically I just had two of the most embarrassing days of my life in a row. And I'm sure I'll have more to come. But point being, I just had two very embarrassing days.

Yesterday in Portland before we went to see Billy Elliot on broadway at the Keller Auditorium (which, by the way, was amazing, but I don't think I'll ever see it again due to strong language), we went to Quiznos for dinner. The lady behind the counter, while making a sandwich, dropped her sauce bottle and it squirted all over my sleeve. I felt bad for her because she was probably already embarrassed about dropping the dumb thing, so I hid my arm until I cleaned it off. It left a huge wet spot on the side of it for like an hour. That's just the beginning.

So as I walked down the aisle thing, I reached out to get a lifewater thing. As I grabbed it, it slipped out of my hands. I've dropped those things before and they are pretty durable. However, this one decided to have a cap that decided to break in half and let the drink spill all over the floor. And at a loss for words as I rushed to pick it up I said, "I guess I'm buying this." OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS. So I didn't know what to do! I didn't want to leave it there, but it's not like I had a mop in my handy dandy purse. It's not THAT big. So I left it. I'm sure they saw it and would clean it up.

As we were paying, I said something, and I don't remember what I said. The important part of that detail is that in saying whatever I said, I spit! Again I will say, OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS! How embarrassing. So I just pretended it didn't happen and took my food. UGH.

Not to mention that this whole time there were probably twenty people in the place.

Oh. My. Goodness. Gracious.

And I'm not even going to TOUCH on today because it's a really really really long story and I don't have time but point being, IT WAS EMBARRASSING. Case closed.

Lol, you know, Case, like my brother. haha.

I need to buy a better sense of humor. My jokes are getting lame.

Or were they always lame and I never realized it?

I'll have to ponder that one. Haha.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Emma Thurston: Permitted Driver

Okay, it's actually not that big of a deal, I know. But hey? Who cares if I'm excited? Let me be excited (and scared to death! ahh!)! I took the test today. It was super different than Saturday. I mean, the questions were alike and everything, but this run seemed easier. I don't know. I was probably just better prepared. Anyway, you have to get at least 80% to pass. The first time I got 72% and today I got 80%! I cut it real close but at least I passed! :) Super awesome. I was so worried. In the middle of the test I had like 6 wrong out of 27 and I was thinking OH MY GOSH I can't miss another question or else I'm going to get a 79 percent! I was sure I'd get a 79 percent, just because life works that way. But nope. I passed. :) HURRAY!

Sunday, March 6, 2011

The Power of Hello

I am amazed at the power of greeting people lately. All our lives we are taught to say hello to people when we see them, just out of common courtesy. It's the natural thing to do. Of course, we normally only do this to people we know. But Kimberly and I have began saying hello to people we hardly know at all, and guess what? We have like.. ten more friends than we used to have.

How are we supposed to make friends if we don't introduce ourselves, y'know? I was thinking about that today. For example, a few months ago at one of our Tri-Stake Dances, Kimberly asked Albert if he remembered her from when they were kids. Since then me and Kimberly have not only become better friends with him but with a few of his friends that also go to the dances. Another example is Keenan, who I met at Ceana's 16th birthday party. I sat down and before even Ceana had greeted me, Keenan, who I had never met at the time, said, "Hi, I'm Keenan." Now, it's really just a friendly gesture. You meet someone and you say hi and you get on with your life. But if he hadn't have been so friendly from the start, we probably wouldn't be good friends right now. Just aquaintances that met at a party.

So basically all I'm saying is, if you want to talk to someone or make a friend, say HELLO for goodness sakes! Oh my goodness gracious! It makes a difference. It really does.