day 3-my parents

i pick mom, because i like her more.

dear mom,
you are fantastic, seriously. i know we dont really talk about important things like boys, or my future, or my feelings, or have ever really had a 'mother daughter' talk, we dont talk about anything "important" really, but i like hanging out with you.
we are both funny, and giggly, and silly together; i wish we could be like that more often.
i like your amazing cooking and how you do anything for me.
i like how i can call you seven times in an hour to ask you how to cook something and you dont get annoyed with me.
i like calling you on my walk to my car after school just to say hi.
i appreciate that time a boy broke up with me for the first time and you drove to ogden to bring me a diet coke to cheer me up, because i was slightly devastated.
i am grateful you taught me the importance of working and saving money and didnt just hand out money or give me things when i asked for them, you made me work for them and earn them.
im so lucky you taught me to automatically save half of my money (allowance and pay checks) so i could have mega savings when i grew up.
i like how you taught me how to shop sales and brand names are dumb.
i like playing games and being on your team because we think the same way and always win.
i appreciate the fact that you've worked all my life to support our family since dad doesnt.
i am glad you're so good with computers because i know nothing and can always have you fix my lap top.
i like that you're obsessed with NKOTBSB right now, haha, we are getting tickets next summer.
i also like that we both have a crush on michael buble and you like the ice cube song "west".
thank you for everything you do for me, even though i come home after curfew (why i have a curfew at 22 i'm unsure) and sometimes give you a headache and am moody all the time.
thanks for helping me with school/rent/books.
i love you mom,
randi

day 2: my crush

i had a hard time picking one person, but narrowed it down.

dear crush,
you are cute and i love your new haircut.
i love watching you play and how good you are at it.
I dig that you LOVE recycling as much as me and i appreciate how hippie-earth-loving you are.
i like how you're going to school and planning on traveling.
i wish we'd hang out more besides the times we do, or spend our time doing better things though.
i wish you'd not use me so much; however, i did enjoy this weekend and its my fault for being a dumb girl and letting it happen.
you're cute, and i wish you'd like me like me, not just sort of like me sometimes.
blah.
i know i shouldnt like you, but i cant help but have a little [not so] secret crush on you.

love,
randi

30 days 30 notes

bridget is doin this, and i wanted to copy.
i am counting day 1 as done, because i wrote all about katie last time
every day i am going to write a blog to the following:

Day 1 — Your Best Friend
Day 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 —Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror

Katie Taylor

This beautiful woman happens to be my best friend since the womb.

(22 years, 2 months, 6 days)

she is incredible, seriously.

she is beautiful

she has a strong spirit

she has so much self control

she hates fake tanning

she isnt a judgey mormon

she has a strong testimony

she can skateboard and snowboard

she is fun

she laughed at my car dance, that also happens to be the "didja call didja call" dance

she is 22 and nearly graduated

she gave me a thumb scar from clawing me

she always got the good barbie

she has goals

we pretty much do everything together

we went skydiving together

we go on family vacations together

we were on a softball team together

we volunteer together

we created bramixi and were a part of "generation...X"

we make nicknames up for boys i bring home like basketball head, nails, lump on a log, grunge boy, etc

we have a choreographed dance on a scooter to "if you steal my sunshine"

we have a really cool rap song "ying yang, a yingity yang, ying to the yang, yeahhhh"

we used to make flower pictures

we used to play mario kart for hours on end

when i'd get mad at her i'd clean her room and pick up carpet pieces

when we were little she gave me santa earrings

sometimes we see pitbull puppies for sale

and i plug my noses and say "as i walk along the path" and its hilarious


pretty much she is awesome, and i love her.
that is all.

i love hockey

i stole this from mister kyle becci describing hockey &
it gave me goose bumps.

"The cockiest, dirtiest, most irresponsible group of athletes in the world. Will do anything just to be able to tell his teammates a great story in the dressing room. Live the dream until they are 35 then realize they never made it. Ladies love us, guys want to be us, we are the soul of the universe. You lace up the skates, put on the gloves, strap on the helmet, and walk on to the ice and nothing else matters. It doesn't matter that you failed a test, your girl is being a bitch, or that you got a ticket on the way there...your world is absolutely perfect for the next couple hours. Here's to face-offs, goals, assists, saves, overtime, living on the road, cold rinks, early mornings, breakaways, going top cheese, flashing the leather, countless hours of practice, bag skates, puking, thousands of dollars, dangling d-men, end to end rushes, big hits, broken twigs, new skates, packing bombs, dropping the mitts, wheelin' broads, coaches, adding the letter "y" to the end of everyone's last name, the word "fuck", pick up, tape to tape sauce, let downs, miracles and most of all - the game of Hockey. Why? Why do we skate back and forth night after night? Skating so hard we throw up. Skating so hard your heart beat rings in your head, while your lungs are grasping for air. Late nights, early mornings, Friday nights, Saturday evenings, broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises. We skate through it all. Because we live off our adrenaline, because the game frees your spirit, because the party in the locker room is second to none, because you're invincible once you step on the ice, because one shot can make you smile all night, sniping the twine, backy shelf where momma keeps the peanut butter, the rattling of the boards, the feel of the puck, and skates carving into the ice is a rhythm to live by, because its possible to skate fast enough to leave all your worries behind."


i really love this quote, and i really really love that i understand it all, and relate to it.
the end.

what is new

i've managed to stay extra busy with school and other things

these past few weeks i've:

gone to 2 jazz games and got millsap to sign my jersey (thanks avery and lachel)

got an Iphone, finally

went to a FANTASTIC International Association for Identification tri-state conference and learned SO much (4 days, 10 hours a day, this may eventually get its own post)

turned in my application for my internship at Weber Metro CSI, everyone cross your fingers

had an unemployment review and did fantastic

went to dinner and saw Easy A, so funny!

went to lots of hockey games, but we never pulled off a win

played with my dearest best friends in west jordan, how i love them

gotten A's on two tests, this whole 'no job' thing gives me ample time to study

gave up on working out, boooo. i feel really guilty

started sewing my halloween costume, and love it

Westley James

i once had a short-lived fantastic friendship with WJW and then i suddenly didnt fit in to his life; i miss talking to him. i honestly think about it every day and my stomach drops from anguish over my lost friendship with him.
Westley James, I miss you. alot.