Your team, my love.

So I had this wonderful day full of 'your teams' and no team to assign them to...! There were just so many that I had to write it down on this receipt so I wouldn't forget any - seriously, it was that great.

#1. I was at the bank waiting in the car for my mom to get back when I saw these two treasures, girl and a guy, walking back to the van that was parked right next to our car. I'm automatically thinking 'Your Team.' - they both looked like red neck inbreds who were probably the product of siblings and were sibling lovers themselves...throw in some down syndrome for the girl. K, so it was much to my pleasure that when they walked to the van they both walked to the my side and the sliding door slid open and inside was this... boy with jacked up teeth and bed head and all around nastiness. Weird thing was that we made eye contact and I don't think my face was one of polite curiosity. Let's just say that the whole damn van was a 'your team'. Oh, and I saw the girl in the passenger seat playing with a screw driver and holding it up reeaally close to her eye for a close inspection..? I think that whole van is full of inbreds.

#2. There's construction on this busy road and there was a line building up from momentary blockage... this truck gets all pissed and like pulls off into one of the parking lots to find a way around (which there's not) and right as he pulls out of the lane the line immediately gets unblocked and this loser is left to turn around in the parking lot and try to squeeze his way back into the line. Nonetheless, he had to wait a long time and Mom and I pointed and laughed at him. Your team!

#3. (the best one)So I went to the BMV today to get another license. We pull in and I'm just looking around when I see this old Buick pull into the parking lot and just....park. Like, not even in a spot? It was like in the main lane entrance to the place and it just stopped mid-driving, parks, and homegirl waltzes out of her car. Did I mention what she was wearing? Classic dope fiend/meth addict/crack whore outfit! Her hair was down and looked tangled and nasty and she was wearing this matty old fur coat and these way too big blue jeans with red heels - AND, and... she was wearing blue eyeliner. WHATVE I SAID ABOUT CHICKS WHO WEAR BLUE EYELINER?! They look like crack whores. Point in case. Alright. So the BMV is ALWAYS busy and there's a line out the door, right? Yeah, Ms. Ho walks right on into the building and stands beside the woman who is being helped until the attendant looks at her and makes her take a seat. I did my business and was waiting for my license to print when I noticed that the crack whore is walking out to her car with a driving instructor - aka SHES TAKING A DRIVING TEST! Homegirl, who can't park straight OR in an actual parking spot is ATTEMPTING to pass a driving test! So Mom and I were watching her and all I saw was the instructor immediately slow her pace when she saw the car, paced around the car, then speak to homegirl for like...5 minutes. They immediately came back inside and all I saw on homegirl's face was this huge frown. I think we can all make our own correct assumptions. I think I'm just grateful she's not getting her license today/not in the near future.

Oh, and my license picture is more of a mugshot. Yessss. I also went to McDonald's this morning after dropping off my siblings and I actually got what I ordered...? Which..is strange... because I'm not used to this kind of service from this particular restaurant..?

Home

Miss everyone...



:'(

Just a friendly reminder.

Don't do drugs.







I strongly advocate the D.A.R.E. campaign to be headlined with the movie Requiem For A Dream with Jared Leto as its poster child. Not only would it scare the general public from doing drugs but it would also bring the amazingness that is Jared Leto to the forefront of the anti-drug scene. Mmmmm....

Just a taste of what you could be viewing on the next Anti-Drug commercial:









And this one's for Barret...

Dear Local H and Everclear: I miss you.

So of course I've been doing some more research on Brand New lyrics and I can't get over the connection they have with life in general. They're not out there to beak new ground in the music industry, but to put in words the angsty teenage drama and human life exerience. They sing songs that reverberate in your head, that you can't get rid of. I haven't been on one of these speels in a long time and just so happens that the last one was Brand New again back in my junior year of highschool. The only other band I've really ever obsessed over lyrics with is Jimmy Eat World and they happen to be my number 2 ;) Can I make a few recommendations: Jimmy Eat World, Manchester Orchestra, Colour Revolt

These next 2 videos are of this wonderful band called Local H.





Bound For The Floor (above) is one of those defining songs of mine from my elementary/middle school days - but it doesn't compare with this next video of Hands On The Bible (below)- excuse the video, it's obviously homemade and crappy and yet not that bad. This song is epic. Local H has got to be one of the best underground bands ever. Sometimes I'll see them playing at a local bar where I'm from or a grocery store - these kids kick it old school and keep it fresh. Hope you enjoy.



Oh, and Everclear? Miss you.

Lyrics of the day:
Well I wrote your name and burned it
To see the color of the flame
And it burned out the whole spectrum
As if you're everything
-Brand New, Untitled 1

You defend it with a poor rationale...

So I had this surprisingly lovely day today - despite the fact that I spent half my day running on a clock that happened to be an hour behind and it was completely without my knowledge util 3:27/4:27! I got this surprise/random visit from Carless (Carly) at 2 in the morning. We had fun and she met Barret and we did some wonderfully illegal things to a conveniently abandoned gas station aaaand then she remembered that she forgot to get a transfer ticket/something that enabled her to get on a plane home. So she spent the rest of the 3 hours she was here freaking out/sleeping/more quiet freaking out in her sleep via mumbling complaints. Still good, though - gotta see Carly! And today all these Poly guys with guitars and musical talent jammed in our class for like a half hour and one of them even rapped. He was beautiful. I gotta get me one of those...


Oh, uhh... I hate www.rideuta.com I feel that the site was created by the mentally hilarious/realistically retarded. When I'm on your damn bus site looking for bus routes, I don't want to know the effing history. I want the present. I want to know where your buses go and times, not when the very large, architecturally impressive warehouse for housing busses was built, or who founded it. Dead John Doe who lives in a cool glass dome is not going to get me to the airport >:[

And for you BYU readers (Cough, aka all of you, sadly) keep an eye out for the exceptionally ridiculous Daily Universe article - should'nt be too difficult. I know you know what I'm talking about.

Lyrics of the day:
I am not your friend.
I'm not your lover.
I'm not your family.
-Brand New, Sowing Season