In 2012 here's how this sign will read.

Left: For those of you wearing skirts

Right : For those of you wearing pants.

Wrongly Informed.

You know those days in High School when your teachers said things like "You better do your homework and not slack off because when you get to college there won't be any extra credit!"

That was a lie

Or when they said "Oh ya cliques don't exist in college so everyone isn't stereotypical"

Also a lie

College isn't harder than high school, except for maybe the tests. 

Everything IS determined by your major so If you're like me and don't know what you want to do, tough luck. 

I'm beginning to think High School Teachers were misinformed

I wore my tie

Wanna see the cutest thing ever?

A pig in rainboots 

what to do oh what to do

I honestly don't know what to do with my life. 

I don't want to grow up. I'm still a child. 

but..

I think I want to be a teacher. Maybe. 

The Name Game

The other day guys from our home evening group game over for games and ice-cream. We started talking about naming our inanimate objects and I thought I'd introduce you to mine

my car:   Rabbi Omar

my Ipod:  Spick

my LAX stick:  Herbert

my unicorn pillow pet:  Edmonde

my computer: René

The Concert..

Yesterday I went to this concert.

I was supposed to see Switchfoot, Anberlin, Neon Trees, and Panic at the Disco.

I only saw switchfoot and no it wasn't because I wasn't wearing my glasses.

There's these things called tall people and I just don't understand why God created them. They're so very hard to see over.

They make my life difficult.

except for when I need to get something down from up high... okay so tall people are beneficial occasionally. Just not at concerts.

The tall people weren't the only reason I didn't get to see anything though. There's this disease called Malaria which apparently plagues random rock stars who haven't been in Africa the past couple days.

Just in case you were wondering.

This disease happened to claim Brendon Urie as its victim.

I don't even like Panic that much, but after enduring so many sweaty people touching me for so long, I expected this man to sing for my entertainment. (yes, I know he's no Adam Lambert. He wouldn't cancel a concert over Malaria)

but... he didn't. So I endured gross, smelly, personal bubble violating, butt touching people for almost 2 hours to see 1 band for 40 min.

all in all.. quite a failure concert.

not to mention the idiot guy who wouldn't quite elbowing me and freaked out at me. 

seriously, just because you're at a concert doesn't meant you have to forget human decency.

People are people it doesn't matter how small!

and just because its a concert doesn't mean you can take advantage of them!!!

GRRRRRRRR

at least I got to see skyler after the concert. He, Lindsey, and I watched Limitless which was pretty good. His mom made us steak and corn on the cob. His dad did the popcorn.

I only hope Red Jumpsuit will be better.