I guess I got tagged...

Well, I'm not sure why I'm doing this... but here it goes....
1. I leave wonderful little Provo nearly every weekend to come home. Why you might ask? Simple: Guys are gross. It's an easy getaway for me. Plus, I just really like not having to cook. Oh and there's always the added bonus of not having to share my room. Ok, yeah, that's the best part.
2. I have a serious addiction. Gilmore girls. I watch it constantly... I really can't help it. I have the first 6 seasons and I'm planning on getting the 7th shortly. Seriously... you should watch it. You won't be disappointed. Unless you're a guy. Then you might be.
3. I break really strange bones, like my femur and tail bone. It's not like I do anything crazy to break them. When I broke my femur all I did was fell off my bike. I didn't crash, or get hit, or even fall hard. I simply... fell. And with my tail bone all I did was slipped on ice while walking to my friends car. Lets just say... I'm strange like that.
4. I got a free Sonicare toothbrush, and now I have 2 sisters that hate me. Oh, and a brother-in-law. (However, his reasons for hating me could have to do with him owing me Cafe Rio)
5. This might come as a shock-- but I am the favorite aunt in the family. How do I know this? Well, they've all told me so. Including Kaylee. (Minus Ava of course... she only loves her Dad and Uncle Ryan)
6. At night, when I'm in my room and on my computer, I chat with my roommate on MSN and Facebook. Yes, she's in the apartment, too. We enjoy chatting on MSN. We're just dumb like that...
7. I'm going to die of a heart attack. Why? Because I'm seriously in love with french fries. It's a problem, really. When I was sick last week there was a rare moment where I didn't crave them. Luckily for my stomach, that's changed and I once again crave them on a daily basis. Good for my stomach, bad for my heart. But whatever. They're good.

Ok... now, I have no idea how to do the linking thing. Plus, the only people who look at my blog have already been tagged. (except maybe Beth and Joel.. if you haven't been tagged, well, uh, I suppose you now are.)

The rules are:
1. Link to the person that tagged you, and post the rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 random and or weird facts about yourself.
3. Tag 7 random people at the end of your post, and include links to their blogs.
4. Let each person know that they've been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

Dating? SICK!

Everyone keeps on telling me to go on dates. Ok, no. That's just not going to happen. I was talking to Beth earlier this evening... and I decided that I actually find it fun to turn guys down. For example, Saturday night me and the girls (Morgan & Stacie-- Hence the picture) went to a dance. We were just minding our own business and dancing the night away when a group of guys came up and one of them asked me to dance. I politely turned him down. It was the reaction that followed that made it so enjoyable. His friends, along with the guy who asked me to dance, were shocked that I had actually turned him down. Are you kidding me? Eww. I don't want to dance with any guy but Colton. And we all know that's not going to happen for a couple years. So anyways. His friends loved the fact that I'd turned him down. They actually came up and gave me high five! Apparently this guy NEVER gets turned down or something. (Not sure why considering he really wasn't that cute...) However, I gave his friends, along with myself and my friends, the entertainment of making him squirm :) See? Now what's more fun then that, right? I think I'll make this turning guys down thing a habit... Or wait, maybe I already have. Either way... I'm really not into dating at the moment-- Sorry everyone!

Ok everyone.. you can stop bugging me now...

So, everyone keeps bugging me about getting a blog. Not sure why, since all I do is work and go to school (not much to talk about...), but whatever. Here goes. :) For anyone who doesn't already know, I'm a freshman at BYU... it's rough, not gonna lie. I shouldn't have taken easy classes my senior year. But that's ok, I'm adjusting. In fact, I might actually pass a few tests this semester, so that's encouraging. I keep telling my mom that I'm going to drop out and go to hair school, but she won't let me. Lets see, what else... I have a "missionary" if you want to call it that. So everyone always bugs me about going on dates and what not. But I don't want to go on pity dates. So I won't. (Deal with it Joel...) Me and Joel have a bet about when I'll get married. Lets just say, he already owes me Cafe Rio. Ok, this blog thing is not such a good idea. I have nothing to say. Uh...