Dun dun dun.

Flea Massacre.

The other morning I woke up and went into the bathroom. There on the floor, for all, well me, to see, was a battle field. A battlefield where the fleas were battling the moths, and the fleas lost. There were seriously like 30 dead fleas on the ground. I should have known, what with the red sun rising and all that.

That's a dying flea's hand by the way.---

Ice Cream Social.

There was an ice cream social tonight at the church. It was for all the wards in our new building. Well actually it's older than our old building, but it's our new building. Get it? Anyways, it was pretty fun. I talked with some friends and had a good time. Then we left, I came home and realized- my two good friends are gone and I have nothing to do. Puh huh huh. So, I made a delicious hamburger for dinner, and started writing on my blog.

Terrible Accent.

I watched Ever After with Krista and Jenny last night after softball (see below) and discovered something. Drew Barrymore's accent ruins that movie. Though the movie as a whole is good. I guess I just like British people better. No offense to all my non-British readers... oh wait, that's everyone. Oops. Maybe I should say I like British actors better. Yeah that works.

Chick Flick Nonsense.

So, the other day, more like a couple of weeks ago, I was with my friend, who will remain un-named. A guy came up that I like- let's call him Bob- and I made a fool of myself. You know those movies where the girl makes a complete idiot of herself because she's so nervous that she can't think straight? And then you think "that could never happen". Yeah, well, my display made it look like those girls are being refined.

Softball.

Every Thursday the youth have softball. I'm technically in limbo right now, seeing as I am 18 and can still go, but also go to the single's ward. It's really fun, but I seem to have some kind of unseen force-field around me because no matter what sport I play, whether it be softball, volleyball, or some other sport, the ball does not come to me. It's kind of nice for the following reason:

When the ball does, however few times, come to me, it doesn't turn out well. For instance, yesterday, I saw the ball, for once barrelling toward me. I reach down, scoop it up with my mitt, then somehow twist, making the ball hit my knee, me dropping it, and it rolling away. I then had to find my footing, and retrieve the ball again, giving the runners plenty of time to make it to the next base. Pathetic. Then there's like 3 boys on my team that are in the outfield catching the hits like a mile away, and a boy in the infield whose covering practically all the bases. I did not give girls a good name last night.

Diagram of ball's path.

Hmmmm...

Our house is turning into a hotel. And not the kind of hotel you're thinking of, unless you're thinking of a hotel for cats and bugs, then you'd be thinking of exactly the kind of hotel our house is turning into.

There are holes in the screen in my room, and there are always bugs flying around my room. Then I realized, there's another window in my room, without holes in the screen. Now the bugs are gone.

Then this morning mom went into the laundry room and I heard her yell "Get out!" Apparently there was a cat in there that had come in from the garage because the doors were open to the outside. Won't make that mistake again.

All I have to say is thank goodness that Wall-e is finally coming to theaters. I swear, everytime I see those commercials I want to beat someone up, preferably the people who created it.

So, you know the saying "All dressed up and no place to go."? Yeah, I plan to stop that right now. From now on, if I don't have any plans, I'm not going to even get ready. It's frusterating. You think "Oh, I'll get ready just in case." Then you end up sitting around on the couch waiting for one of your friends to call you back. Not that I've had this experience or anything.

She's all dressed up, but she's in a photoshoot so she has a reason.

When I grow up and become rich I am going to open a grocery store. Then I am going to make signs that say "Buy 2" and purposely rip off the edge so it looks like it's going to say "Buy 2 get one free." But then when they get up the register, they'll just buy 2, cause there was really no sale. People will think it's so funny they'll keep coming back.

I think I have painted my nails ten times this weekend. I don't usually paint my nails, but I decided to last week. It's amazing how extremely difficult it is to paint your nails clear. I mean shouldn't that be the easiest to do? But no, it's so annoying because it seems it's always chunky or bumpy. Maybe I should let it dry first...


I went to Single's ward again. The Relief Society is having a book club. Three guesses what they are reading. Yes, it's Twilight. I took it as a sign. So, in other words, I'm going back.

I finally got a dress. I have been looking for one for like six months. I finally got one becuase it seemed like everyone in the ward was wearing a dress. So I got one. I conformed. I am somewhat dissapointed in myself. But it is really cute.

Then, this last week, I went and no one was wearing a dress, everyone was wearing a skirt. Apparently I didn't get the memo. That's OK, now it looks like I wasn't conforming. Ha ha! I will not conform! anymore...

Bangs.

So, I got my haircut the other day, and I must say, I do like it. I didn't at first becuase I tried everything to try to style it and it wouldn't cooperate. I tried a small curling iron, a big curling iron, a straightening iron, curlers. Everything. It just wouldn't work. I think that in the end, I was just being critical. At least it was hair and not a person.

Limeade.

Today I went to Red Robin with Amiee and Krista and I got a Very Berry Limade. It had sprite, and some lime and berry syrup or something, and lime slices. I drank 4 glasses. I felt pretty sick. I didn't realize until after that it was becuase it was POP! I don't know why I didn't think about it. Stupid! But it was oh-so-delicious.

School.

So today Amiee left for Oregon. Now Amiee and Kammie are both gone. Puh huh huh. But, fortunately I have school to keep me busy. Oh, I'm sorry, did I say "fortunately"? I meant "Help me. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!". It's so boring, then again, not everyone can have a group of friends with sweet nicknames like Slater and Screech to have adverntures with. Crazy kids.

Single's ward.

On Sunday, I went to the Single's ward. That was an adventure. It's not as awkward as I thought it was going to be. I figure they're just like me. Yeah, besides being older, done with highschool, and having friends, they're just- like- me.

Town.

I decided that when I become rich and famous I am going to buy a town. A secret town full of middle-class citizens. I'm going to call the down "Poverty". Then when Kelly from Malibu comes up and asks what your name is, you can say "Hi, my names Catherine, and I live in Poverty." They'll probably feel so bad that they'll give you some money. Then, you don't have to be poor, but get extra cash. It's a win-win. OR, to make the illusion more effective, you could give all your money away, give away your house, and live in a cardboard box. Then when people came up to you, they'd really think you were poor! Or you could just tell people you were poor and keep everything you have and not have to live in a town called "Poverty". But that would be lying, and I don't know how I feel about that.

Vampire.

Now, last but not least, I hereby proclaim my undying love for Edward Cullen. BA HA HA! He's a vampire. He can't die! Get it? How do I come up with this stuff?

Pirate Ship

I just couldn't resist. I made it myself, and by that I mean, I put the picture into paint and wrote the lettering in.

My sincerest apologies for keeping you all waiting. (Did you catch the extremely heavy sarcasm in that? You did? Good.)

Peaches

I was in the car with Amiee and Krista the other day and they both think it is normal to eat peaches skinned. They think the skin is too fuzzy or something. Tut tut tut. Poor kids. Don't know the joys of a good peach.

Romance and Cheese: Rochance

I just finished watching an ABC family movie called "I want to marry Ryan Banks". It's an ABC family movie, so it's inevitably cheesy, but oh so romantic. It was cute, but I don't know about buying it on spechial edition DVD or anything.

"a new kind of family" That just cracks me up, seeing as most of thier shows are so full of crap, you could put it on your neighbor's porch an light it.

I can't believe I just said that. Please don't judge me though. It's all my brothers' fault.

Spider

Ok, so a spider was just crawling across the top of my laptop and it was really creepy. it was pretty small though, so I just blew it off onto the floor but now I keep thinking I feel it on my feet. Ugh.

(artist's rendtion)

Late night baking.

The other day Amiee came over and spent the night. We made donuts at midnight or maybe even later. It seems everytime we get together, we make baked goods sometime between 12 and 4 am.

We have made donuts,

cinamon rolls,

and banana bread.

This array of baked goods is making me salivate... Mmm....

Stupid Commercials.

Why do people make stupid commercials? I find it very hard to believe they think it is funny. Some people say it's so that they catch your attention and then you don't forget them and buy what they are selling. I see it differently. I would rather buy something that didn't work, than buy the object with the terrible commercial. I do this to prove that good advertising works.

Too much.

However, I also think that there is such a thing as too much advertising. For instance, if I see another preview for Wall-e, I think I am going to poke my eyes out. How can a movie about robots who can't talk hold someone's attention? Especially a child's. It just blows my mind. It's going to be like "Finding Nemo" all over again. A whole lot of hype for a whole lot of BORING. Honestly.

If you feel sorry for this sad pathetic little robot, I think it's time you took a look at your list of priorities.

So it's late and I better go. Until next time etc.