Good morning Starshines... Shannon says, "Hello"

Hello. :)

Still sneezing, just in case you wondered. Haha I don't think I've ever sneezed so much in my entire life!! So Angie, I bequeath every last one of my sneezes to you. Enjoy.
On the bright side I almost could breathe this morning. And then that good news faded away :p Sad isn't it?
Last night I came home from visiting various people (P.S. Congrats to Piute Boy's Basketball for taking region! I knew we rocked. :p) to my cousin's robot baby thing sitting on my bed- STARING at me and (brace yourself) BREATHING!! Dolls were not meant to breathe, trust me. It's a little unnerving. So I grabbed my pj's and skidattled out of there!
And then this morning my dad and grandpa and uncle needed some calf stuff random madness so my mom decided I looked the most decent out of the two of us (I disagreed) and sent me to Cal Ranch... so I had to ask like five people for "O No More" which to me just sounds super dramatic like, "I'm looking for a miracle so that Oh no more will the adoptive mother cow smell the calf and they will bond in olfactory silence..." Yeah. Dramatic. Just thought I'd let you all know that running into a french teacher and going on a wild goose chase to find dramatic calf de-perfumeation is quite a nice start for a saturday. :)

AAAACHOO!!!!

Just so you all know- I hate sneezing.
And that's sort of one of the side affects of being sick. Pretty sure that's why I'm getting stupider. I'm just sneezing my brains out one bit at a time. Lovely isn't it? :p
So I had to go to work yesterday- which isn't on the top, or even the middle of the list of things I enjoy doing so I decided to do an experiment. I decided to try being annoyingly positive- and it worked. I was positive that it was annoying :p But it also worked in the sense that I realized about a million and five things I'm genuinely grateful for even when I feel like the world should just all end right this instant. Like how grateful I am for both my immediate and extended family. They're all so incredible and amazing examples- especially when it comes to examples of fairytale/ideal marriages. (I'm stuck on marriage right now, I'm sorry. Blame Adult Roles ;P) I'm also realizing how grateful I am for living where I do and the Lord's hand in EVERYTHING. I'm grateful for little kids :) and how innocent and beautiful they are. It's like you can feel heaven shining through them. I'm grateful for the gospel and realizing the relationship between us and Heavenly Father. Sometimes life seems so impossible and I think of how hopeless and lost I'd feel if I didn't know about the gospel and heaven and the plan of happiness and all that. So yeah. :) I just wanted to ramble my optimism thoughts of yesterday :p Have a lovely FRIDAY!!!!! (Finally!)
...... Wait. It is Friday right?

Yes, I am posting twice in one day. Is there a problem with that? :p

I have a complaint.
I'm seventeen, and this whole wedding planning assignment is supposed to be an eye opener- not a point of persuading me to join a convent. But after much searching and deliberation I finally found a modest wedding dress:


Haha, it's a little on the extreme side perhaps, but I definitely will be modest. Times ten!

Also, although its fun to plan and stuff I give up. So I'm posting lyrics to a song my friend sent me when she decided she was going to be my sunshine on my cloudy day in life :p I rather quite like them. It's
"You Are Loved (Don't Give Up)" by Josh Groban. (Who you should know is now considered by my friend to be a musical and lyrical god. :p)


Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
When your heart's heavy
I...I will lift it for you

Don't give up
Because you want to be heard
If silence keeps you
I...I will break it for you

Everybody wants to be understood
Well I can hear you
Everybody wants to be loved
Don't give up
Because you are loved

Don't give up
It's just the hurt that you hide
When you're lost inside
I...I will be there to find you

Don't give up
Because you want to burn bright
If darkness blinds you
I...I will shine to guide you

Everybody wants to be understood
Well I can hear you
Everybody wants to be loved
Don't give up
Because you are loved

You are loved
Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
Don't give up
Every one needs to be heard
You are loved

Let the battle of the sexes begin!!

This week is (wanna take a stab at it? Yup, you've got it:) Battle of the Sexes! (woo woo!)
Monday was support your tribe day. Which I forgot about- but I happened to be wearing a Snow College shirt since I didn't get ready so it counts right?
Tuesday was tacky day- so I thought I'd rebel and wear something nice so I'd look extra cute in comparison to the wild and crazy ensembles the rest of the student body was wearing :p
And today (which p.s it's snowing and I'm still grumbling in my beard about it) is stoplight day. Red=taken, Yellow=it's complicated and Green=SINGLE BABY!! :p And you wanna know why they came up with this stoplight day?? It's because the student government knows how to be sneaking plotting hawks!! This is the perfect opportunity for people to scream to the world "I'M AVAILABLE! JUST ASK ME ON A DATE ALREADY!!!" Or, for the less fortunate, to say "Look bud, I'm taken. Back off before my girlfriend mangles me." And last, but not least, for those lovely yellow shirts to say "I'm in like with you- yeah you in the green. So thanks for nothing. However, to everyone who isn't the loser in the green that made me wear yellow- I'm not in red so feel free to flirt in good faith!" Hahaha I love it! Bwahaha! This whole battling the opposite gender (and totally winning of course) is giving me this high. Like sugar high- minus the starbursts.
Also for the assembly my friend and I were recruited to be in a skit. Which was, as is to be expected, a grandly fun man hater/vengeance is mine skit. :) Basically all us girls wander onto the floor screaming something or other about hating boys or 'I'm gonna kill him!!' or 'He called me FAT' etc... then a poor innocent boy minding his own business tells his boy... erm... girlfriend he can't take her to the movies anymore (the girl was a boy dressed up. Haha, just so that didn't sound awkward or anything.) and s/he storms off angrily as the boy mutters that she's just jealous... then "Hey ladies, you're lookin good in green today." -silence- "GET HIM!!!!!!!!" It ends with him in a trash can, us with pitchforks and a mannequin head in hand screaming our victory. :) Doesn't that sound lovely? It's a grand way to release tension. Fake a murder. Ahaha, I love it.

Face it America. Girls rule- boys drool. (Over us girls of course. See? It's logical, it makes sense- I rest my case.;p)

P.S.
GO GREEN BABY! (It holds a whole new meaning now. :D )

... Giggles.

Hello Monday- arch nemesis.
Hello blizzard (not the delicious ice cream. No, this is the kind that when November/December hits it's the most wonderful time of the year but when February rolls around it's like getting an ultimate punch to the esophagus.)
Hello stupid Freshmen P.E.
Hello Seminary. (We actually learned something today. Crazy huh?)
But here's the fun part: Hello Livi! My mom baby sits one of her friends daughter while she's at work, and I'm telling you she is THE CUTEST little girl on the face of the UNIVERSE! I'd post a picture, but idk if that's against baby sitter's confidentiality code of conduct or not. Just know she's adorable. And her being here has it's perks. Like smiles after slightly less than great mornings at school, and giggles. Lots of giggles. :D (She was walking out of the kitchen when she- for lack of a better word- stinkered, and she just giggled softly and said, "I toot!" I was LITERALLY on the kitchen floor laughing. We decided that's the charm of a little kid for you- things like that get less adorable when you grow up. Can you imagine me walking into Mads, giggling and saying, "oops, I toot!" :p Yeah. Not nearly as affective as a two year old saying it.) Plus my mom usually bakes cookies when Livi is here. A definite bonus. Until of course the evidence shows up and I have to feel fat all over again. It happens to the best of us I guess.
ANYWHO. I suppose I should brace myself to go to class now... :( I'd much rather stay here with Livi. :D Cutest girl!
Anywho, peace out

P.S

Quid Quid. (for Erin.)

aaaaand of course it's now snowing.

Curse you mother nature. Curse you.

Dae mon.

Ok, so this song has been stuck in my head FOREVER. And it's in some german affected latin or something... and it's driving me insane. Haha.
Today my cousin and I are going on a double. Hopefully. It seems like things like this never work out- someone bails or gets sick or something. Or it snows (please don't let it snow!) But anyway... I'm sharing the annoying joy of the song. It's really cool- but just not when it's been playing on repeat in my head for the past two days. :p
Check it out!

Well this is rather exciting!

I am posting.

(That's not the exciting part yet-)

I am posting. IN the LIBRARY. Because I needed to return my books anyway and my computer at home was stinking so I decided, "Hey, I'll try one of these computers!"
I feel quite adventurous. Just so you know.

I am now about to vent a wee bit. (Only a teensy bit, don't worry.)

I miss back in the day when I could actually keep up with my life. People are complicated and disappointing and happi-fying (like happy. In verb form.) and depressing. And inspiring and about a million other things... and sometimes I think maybe I need to figure out how to turn off my emotion meter. And just be a cold lump of human bean. :p Because sometimes feeling is quite overwhelming and you just want to cry for other people's pain. And I promise I'm not even just saying that to sound noble or anything fluffy like that. I really feel so bad sometimes for everything that goes on in every one's lives... so what did I do? I found a song! Lots of them actually. Music is quite inspiring... Like 'Pieces' by Rascal Flats or 'Do you feel' by Rocket Summer... And now I'm just rambling so I assume I should stop now :p



Au Revoir! ;)

Breakfast is ready!

And now it's been devoured. :) Teehee. And stuff.

Whilst I was gobbling my breakfast I had a flash back to yester-year.s. And so here is an ode to Beanz/and/or/Justin.
(Ahem) "This is mah breakfas! With the eggs, and the toast... and the french toast... This is mah breakfas, I'm gonna eat you!" :) (Tada! Once upon a time one of those two or maybe both had a Homer Simpson slipper, you know- the kind where you put your foot in his mouth? And so they kept saying that with their loverly slipper prop and all of the cousins thought they were hilarious. In fact, I'm pretty sure that's how most of my memories of those two go. :) Regular comedians they are! :p)

Now to my next topic. The dance was way fun! So was the day date, (Thank you to Grandma and Grandpa for letting us chill at the cabin! And thank you pops for the cooking and key search and rescue stuff. :p) Jen brought rock band and it was rather quite hilarious when Brandon and Jon sang Taylor Swift- probably two octaves below what it's supposed to be no less ha. And we had board games and cards and everyone just sorta did whatever. Oswald- my cuddle buddy the giant teddy bear- was rather loved for the day too. I fell asleep talking to Karson though, haha good thing I'm not a boring date or anything huh. Then since boys will be boys, they found the little wake board(?) or whatever and were trying to ride it off of the snow drifts... I'm positive there were a couple of face plants and plenty of crashes haha. I was all but kicking myself because I didn't bring my camera, otherwise you'd all be giggling along with me from the awesomely funny pictures I could've taken. :( Haha. Then they discovered the snow's so deep that you can cannon ball into it and sink in so your bum is just stuck. It looks so funny too, so they did that for a while, and being the show offs that the guys are they decided to climb onto the car port cover thingy and jump off. I think I nearly had a cow haha. Luckily no one died, and we all made it back to dance the night away. (Which P.S, without going into too much detail, was semi dramatic. A boy kept coming up to me and asking for a dance but I said I'd rather not under the circumstances because it would've been awkward for us and our dates- plus I worried his date would be flustered with me because he kept talking to me... I felt bad. Promise, I did. But I got a little tired of it. I hate that he keeps making me cry in plublic situations. (And yes, I meant plublic.) BUT on the bright side, when I went outside because I didn't want anyone to see me being a wimp about everything Emily, Jennifer and Karson came outside to make sure I was ok. I'm just glad I have friends now :p That sounds so pathetic. Like, "Yeah, I'm kinda a loser and I've never had friends before, this is so grand to have some now for the tail-end of my senior year! Woohoo!" (Or woowoo if you prefer two windows Erin ;) )
But all was well. Mostly haha, I accidentally fell asleep when we watched a movie after and I was an HOUR late for curfew. They haven't put me on the chopping block yet so maybe I survived my faux pax. Except isn't faux pax a fashion disaster or something? Ha. I had a few of those on Saturday too though. Like spilling an entire glass of RED punch on my pants... they have a lovely pink tint now. Nothing says Happy Valentines like pink tinted pants right? And then when we watched the movie I was wearing pj pants that, the next morning I realized, had a HUGE (Double PLUS huge!) rip in them. Haha. I really hope no one noticed. Or that they weren't ripped until I did some serious kung fu fighting in my sleep or something. Haha. And now-
I'm off to save the world.
Or blow dry my hair. Whichever comes first.

:)

Timing is most definitely key in many things like music, or asking parents for money, or driving down mainstreet. And in dances. I always end up sick or not feeling well (uh, redundant? Oops :p Oh well. It's not the same thing. Kinda.)
OH well. I'm excited to hang out with our random group. Hatch is so awesome anyway, I hope it's fun. I feel kinda stressed like I'm the one in charge of everything... which I guess if it's at my grandparent's cabin and my dad's cooking the food for us and I'm driving half of the group I sorta could be. But I'm not! I don't wanna be! Haha I just want to be along for the ride. :p

Today is FINALLY friday! Life seems to be dragging on but flying so fast at the same time. Who even knew that was possible?? It shouldn't be, because it's throwing off my emotional equilibrium. I'm running out of time on stupid Net Nanny so I'm going to hurry and squeeze a couple pictures on just for fun :)

Monday. Is not a special day.

However, today was a mostly ok Monday. Nutrition dragged forever and I fell asleep a few times, but we did complete random ‘just for fun’ work in English and it went by super fast! And we got to pick our own seats, haha how exciting right? Also my group for Sweethearts finally got together and planned. There’s an extra girl who just joined us today, and they’re all really fun and it may be lame and show you all just how pathetic I really am- but it’s so fun to actually hang out with friends. Who are girls. When I’m in a relationship it tends to take over everything and I never had the need to step out of my comfort zone and make friends, and now that I had the little shove it’s been so much more fun than I thought. I like it.
We decided to start the day date in the early afternoon ish. There are two plans, but the first choice is to go to Hatch and have random playing in the snow type games, or board games and have hot chocolate and dutch oven and just hang out in Grandma and Grandpa’s cute cabin. : ) Fun huh? The back up plan is basically the same except for here in cedar, and a nice ‘fancy’ dinner instead of dutch oven. I’m excited : )

On a different note, I took pictures. And they’re completely random but I wanted to post them. Except none of the camera uploading methods are working… I swear there’s a monster in my house that eats everything valuable that you never knew you’d miss until it’s ingested and never to be seen again. The connection cable thingy that I just barely got before Christmas is missing so I’ve had to put my memory card in my mom and dad’s camera and then put the pictures on that way… which has had it’s technical difficulties as well. The t.d of today is that the battery died. So I’ll have to put the pictures on later. : (

Since I'm bored...

I decided to try putting my memory card into my parent's camera and uploading pictures that way.
It mostly worked, and by mostly I mean I'm still fuming over the fact that it deleted 160 out of 200 pictures. >:( That's so insanely frustrating since I had a lot of really good ones. And because I'm so tired, I'll probably cry over it. :p OH well.
There were some randomly fun ones of when we went cross-country skiing on New Years. (And so I posted one of those, and a few other completely and totally random ones because photography and pictures just make me happy. They fill a void in my soul ;P)

Finally Friday!!!!!!!

Story of my life.... I was completely and utterly convinced that Wednesday was Friday. :( Like, legitimately convinced. And then in my last class hour two minutes before the bell rang and released me into crisp sunny afternoon freedom of weekendom it dawned on me. "Today is Wednesday Shannon." So I mourned a little bit out loud and my lovely friend Raquel comforted me by saying: "Mentally saying 'wed-na's day' right now!" :p I love her muchly.

And now, my friends, it is in fact (for real this time) FRIDAY! And I thought I had senioritis last year. HA! Like I even knew what that was... this year's feelings of senioritis is like the size of America compared to some tiny unknown island. Like Nim's island. :)

Also I just want to note that I sincerely hope with my fingers extra crossed that college's drama (because let's face it, life IS drama. You can't really move away from it or grow out of it cause it'll always be there in some form or another) is slightly less elementary and immature drama. Idk how much more of this madness I can take before I simply explode.

Alright, fine. Here's the rain to sate the dry spell.

So my sister, of who's identity will remain anonymous for her own safety, has been somewhat nag-ish for me to post on this blog of mine. So:
voila.
I posted...










Ok, so that wasn't all I'm going to post either.
Blasted stinkin no good dirty rotten UBSCT testing schedule! Second hour was a little over two hours long for the past two days. (Lot's of 2's. Interesting.) Seminary for two hours was mostly bearable... minus the fact we watched the Testament and a girl in front of me was talking (quite loudly) about how 'this is so stupid! I mean, I'm sorry but this acting is awful and their hair looks weird and the special effects are so lame...'
Um, are you KIDDING me?? Haha, well all that may be true but I do believe this movie is kinda more about an entirely different purpose. Right? Of course right. And a boy sitting next to me was saying something fairly cynical. Goodness people. The spirit. That is our main goal in watching these movies and going to seminary anyway. Not the acting, not the storyline (entirely), not the acting... none of that. It doesn't even matter. People in real life stink at acting too and say and do weirdly annoying things too. And do you see any special effects in real life?? Yeah, didn't think so. So hush up (but don't look into the gumbo) and enjoy this stinkin peaceful moment! :p (Good thing my words and tone is totally peace-inviting right there huh. Oxymoron maybe?)
Yes, seminary for two hours is grand. However, AP English is an entirely different story. For the first hour we did a 'group test' in which I was the scribe and therefore pretty much did the entire test by myself while one girl stared off into nowhere sleepily while another girl never EVER stopped talking (the loud seminary complainer girl. Yup, I get a double dose. Lucky me.) and most of her points were COMPLETELY off the chart of almost correctness in accordance to 1984. And then the boy of the group drew the picture required and then bantered with Mr. Intellectual that I'm always griping about. Ya know, the communistic, 'let me tell you why men invented high heels', and 'I'm not finished yet!' recite his main point three more times guy. Sounds great doesn't it? Then for the next hour we played the game where you write a sentence then someone draws a picture of the sentence and folds the words so the next person only sees the picture and then has to write a sentence about the picture and it just keeps going and going and going. One went from a cactus, teddy bear, traveling the world and stevie wonder to the Texas chainsaw massacre. And then the blue man group turned into fuzzy men with their hairy girlfriends going on a date. And then I think that one morphed into Nolan crushing on Hugh Jackman.

I can see why. ;)



















So I'm running out of things to ramble about... and I'm feeling slightly less than positive bubbly happy madness so I believe this post will stop here. With this parting picture of happy goodness.


















This is how I feel :p