my job.

i love the slippery concrete floor.  i love working on shipment, unpacking, & censoring all the brand new clothes.  i love using the cash register, & the card machine... i feel legit when i do.  i love re-folding, & stacking all of the core items, making them all flat & perfect.  It is relieving, & therapeutic for me.  i love my employee discount.  i love the girls i work with.  i really love people who will give me their phone number, but refuse to give me their name... then pay with a credit card, which has their name on it, & proceed to hand over the ID, which also has their name.  i love going back & adding people into the system when they leave.  i love getting clothing check calls, & having what they need; or having the right size for someone in the back.   i love the nice guy at pretzelmaker that gives me a discount every time go there on my breaks.  i love buying adorable little girl's hoodies in size 14 so i can wear it.  i love reading the new applications, & making fun of them with amy t.  i love cleaning the mirrors, dusting, & getting a breath of fresh air as i take out the trash. i especially love saturday nights when it's 8:58 & there is no one in the store, & we lock the doors right at 9:00, & get out by 9:11, then i get to have pizza, & watch goonies with my boyfriend.  i love my job.

freshmeat.

i have noticed that most people say the same thing when i inform them i am now a BYU cougar.  They all say, "oh you'll be married within a year." I assure them that is false.  But they all proceed to tell me that BYU is home to a very special type of shark, the RM.  People are sure that i will have no chance being a pretty, young freshman.  They think i'll be attacked.  I was sure the things they were saying could not be true.  Unfortunately, I was sorely mistaken.  I have been taking classes for a little over a month, & I have had an array of men, (yes, men.  considering they have all been at least four years older than me.) ask me for my phone number.  It is interesting to me the men that will just come up to me & start chatting away.  I don't know them, they surely don't know me, but yet they feel the need to converse with me.  Being a friendly person, I talk, & we swap stories, & opinions, & it ends in a casual, "Hey, let me get your number, & we can get together sometime for an ice cream, & talk some more."  Alan informs me they are hitting on me, i feel weird about that.  I do like making friends.  I do not like random boys that come up to me at 6:40 in the morning on my way to team, & strike up a conversation about the weather... the weather for goodness sake!! If my prince charming would like to come sweep me off my feet, i may allow that.  however, the rest of the awkward men, remember... i am still underage.  that is all.  

birthday.

picnic in the park.  bike ride to bridal veil.  hiking the waterfall.  seeing a snake, and screaming like a girl.  attending a play.  very healthy lunches.  dinner with the family.  firetruck cake.  presents.  wii games.  lego building.  happy birthday Alan, i hope it was a good one, you deserve it!

P.S.  i apologize for my health towards the end of the night.  and thank you for driving me, when i couldn't.

24th on the 25th.

my 24th celebration began with breakfast at denny's, & pedicures with my best friend.  in the middle was babysitting the siblings, watching extreme makeover home edition, & also watching the lame new disney shows & making fun of them.  then to grandma's to go swimming, but not really swimming because i did not want to get my hair wet, which was upsetting for certain people for some reason.  i attempted to read jane eyre, but failed.  so i just listened to music & tanned.  i drove to the house to get sandwich supplies, & made people sandwiches.  i got yelled at by an old man cause he thought i was still wet from the pool, so i raised my voice also, informing him i was in fact quite dry.  then drove to slc for alan's grandparents celebration.  that time consisted of eating, frog sex, fireworks, rain, match houses, adventures in the backyard, biting, transformers toys, marshmallow eating, watching fireworks from the power ranger headquarters, frozen dairy dessert... ice cream, & acting like punks.  then we headed home.  the ride home included, but was not limited to, lots of singing, wind in my hair, upset boyfriend, games on my phone... touch screen, which incredibly, works with a tongue, being sick, seeing the temple, & chicken noises.  once i was home, i choked down some medicine, & hopped into bed.  

photos.

up at 2 in the morning... yeah the morning.  & i'm going through all the photos i have on my computer, i thought i'd share a few!

em, i love her dearly.

Rob. best friends, always.  stugglers, of course.

mmmm, why yes i rode a donkey.

best friends flying in the wind.

just jump.

harry potter crew, yes i love them.

iron man, yes. robert downey jr., yes yes yes.

love <3

& after finally getting the photos to fit right, it's only 2:54... i feel as if i should sleep, but i have too much on my mind, that's the worst.  i fear i might be a grump tomorrow, which will not benefit anyone.  i'll try counting sheep...

sometimes it's okay...

...to cry in the car on the way home.
because people i know get in accidents. because i see 2 firetrucks, & an ambulance at an apartment building, even if i don't know the people living there.  because i trust people too much.  because sometimes people don't trust me enough.  because i miss my best friend.  because the person i thought was a best friend wasn't acting like it. because people i love are moving away.  because people i love aren't moving away, they just cut me out of their life.  because sometimes i'm left out.  because sometimes i remember awful things from the past.  because the thing that makes me the most happy, people criticize me for it, constantly, & i don't understand why.  because i'm scared to move out, & be away from my family.  because i'm terrified to grow up.  because borders is going out of business.  because my stomach hurts a lot.  because people leave on missions.  because my feelings scare me.  because i miss dance, & having a partner.  because i imagine a perfect world in my head, & reality doesn't live up.

but sometimes it's not.  because i have a wonderful family.  because i have great people in my life who care for me.  because prayer works.  because i do have the best friend ever.  because i like making new friends.  because i have a wonderful job.  because i am going to college.  because life goes on.  because i have a home, & i am very well taken care of.  because i have friends who roast marshmallows for me, & make me laugh.  because i can listen to music.  because i can see art.  because art exists.  because i can sing, horribly, but i can.  because books at borders are on sale.  because i can read, & become completely enveloped in an alternate world.  because i love the people in my life.  because sometimes reality is perfect.  because i am alive, & tomorrow is a new day.

so i cry in the car.  put it in park, step out, & think of all the reasons i have to be happy; leaving the bad things tucked away in the car.  

countdown.

4 days until Alan turns 18.

8 days until David's farewell.

12  days until David leaves on his mission.

14 days until BYU summer comp.

18 days until finals.

19 days until the GLEE 3D Concert Movie

20 days until brandon and kalin move to st. george:(

24 days until the vegas comp!

31 days until i turn 18!! and move out!

36 days until fall semester.

99 days until Halloween

122 days until Thanksgiving

154 days until Christmas

161 days until New Year's Eve & 2012!

summer to do list.

run through big sprinkles at night

hike to timp cave

hike the Y

go to the springville art museum

road trip to vegas

get more tan

gateway shopping trip

light things on fire with robyn

go to thanksgiving point

make popsicles

go to a yard sale

lose 5 lbs.

drive in movie

see winnie the pooh

visit the planetaruim
buy lemonade from kids

read as many new books as possible

visit the bean museum

go to trafalga

go to peaks

visit the woodbury art museum

see sound of music performed at sundance
go to roll it up
go for a midnight stroll
go to lagoon
and probably many, many more things as the summer continues
i have till august 29th... let's see how this goes!

grateful.

i am so grateful for the people in life my whole care so deeply about me.  people who keep track of me via facebook because i don't see them that often.  people who email me right when am having a bad day.  people who stick up for me in bad times.  people who say "if they mess you with, they mess with me." people who are up at 2 just to talk.  people who worry about me.  people who call me endlessly until i pick up because they know something is wrong.  & all the people who still care about me after i've been an awful grump.  thank you to all those people, i love you!

3.

i would like to thank 3 people today for the things they did for me, my brother Nick, Michael Johnson, & my sister Brooke.
Nick asked me to take him on a walk this morning while i babysat him.  he allowed me to be a child for a bit while we ran through sprinklers, made wishes on dandelions, & had races all the way home.  Tonight Brooke let me continue that while we dressed up, and had a dance party.  We even made a video of it.  MJ took me to lunch, & talked me through every question i had about dance.  He really helps me keep going when i feel like giving up.  it's so funny how you can have the best day, & then have it shattered by something simple.  I guess the only thing i can do is not allow the situation to bother me, however difficult that is going to be.  i'll stay positive & hope for the best, even though i know it's the worst.  i'll hold back the tears, & keep my head high.  i wish i was a kid, it's like that saying, scraped knees hurt less than a broken heart.  things are so easy to deal with as a child, it only gets harder as you grow up.  you'd think it'd be opposite.  they get easier as it goes because you are smarter; the problems just become more & more complex.  i am looking forward to being an adult, but the problems that come with being an adult, i am learning to deal with them, & learning how to not let the little things upset me so much.  we'll see how it goes...

friends.

here's to friends.  friends you can not talk to for weeks, but feel like you never missed a beat.  friends that will brave the scary single's ward with you. friends that you fight with constantly, but no matter what you're friends.  friends who will sit in the car with you & listen to music for two hours, talking about old memories the songs bring up.  friends who are up at 2 am to listen to you complain.  friends that will do anything for you. friends that let you come to vegas with them.  friends that make you famous smores.  friends that tease you.  new friends that dance for you, & tell you that you have cool hair.  friends that you have card fights with, & throw spoons at you.  so here's to friends, & the endless summer nights!

dance.

i miss dance.
i miss it a lot.
i miss having a partner.
i miss the connection you have with that one person that is just simply unbreakable.
i miss the dresses.
i miss doing my hair & make up.
i miss the adrenaline of competing.
i miss the smell of hairspray, and tanner.
i miss practices for three hours.
i miss my coaches.
i miss the feeling of accomplishment you get when you perfect something you have been working on.
i miss routines.
i miss being sharp.
i miss the emotions i let out when i dance.
i miss the people i get to portray when i dance.
i miss competitions.
i miss loud music that you can feel in your stomach that drives you while you dance harder.
i miss sweating.
i miss being so tired i don't think i can move anymore.
i miss my dance friends.
i miss being able to eat anything cause i know i'd burn it off at practice.
i miss blistered feet.
i really miss dance.

wrong.

sometimes i think that books should not be made into movies.  when one reads a book, they are able to create ideas, emotions, & personalities for each character.  they create an entire story themselves.  the same book can be completely different to another person.  the stories we create through our imagination, are as unique as our finger prints.  but, when one person is put in charge of a visual portrayal of the book, their finger prints are stamped all over.  & as we become more accustom to this, we start to accept those ideas as the correct ones, squashing our imagination.  although some directors have been known to portray movies very accurately to the plot line of the book, who's to say they get to decide indefinitely what the characters look like?  once an actor has been cast as a character, that image is planted firmly in our minds.  no one is perfect, & no director can get a movie exactly correct.  it is a disappointment when movies differ from the books we all loved so deeply.  the amazing plot lines we poured over for many hours, all change, twisted, & sometimes completely cut.   it just doesn't make sense.  let us all stick to reading books, & exercising our minds to create our own personalized stories, to simply being individuals.

awkwardness.

awkward moments make life interesting.  awkward moments like a boy you don't know calling you to see if you want to go to a play, but you miss the call... & just don't call him back. wait, then you end up seeing said boy at the play... while you are hand in hand with your boyfriend.  or awkward conversations with you boyfriend's ex-girlfriend, where she tells you not to have too much fun. excuse me, i will have as much fun with MY boyfriend as i please. oh how i thrive on awkwardness, & making people uncomfortable.  Rob & I are great at having conversations about sensitive subjects that make people squirm.  oh the sweet juniors in our lab class, i think we may have shattered their souls a little with our words.  but, the rule is, it's not awkward, unless you make it awkward!

nine hours & forty five minutes. i can not sleep. 

it's fine, i just can't wait.

harry potter.

152 minutes tuesday.
459 minutes today.
437 minutes tomorrow.
all leading up to 130 minutes of brand new harry potter.

9:45 friday morning, i can't wait.

toms retired.

i must admit i have an unhealthy obsession with toms, which is evident by my distinct tan line on my feet.  however, due to wearing toms everyday in the humid, sweaty weather of Greece, i am afraid to report, they stink.  they are also wearing down to the inside lining. what am i going to do? well, i have come up with the solution to not wear toms for an entire week, today is the first day.  i have been wearing my vans. my feet feel tight, & restricted, & i want to take them off.  the only plus, is that i wear socks, i love wearing socks, always unmatching of course.  i have the highest hopes that retiring the toms, & maybe letting them reside in the freezer for a bit will solve the stench problem.  on a slightly similar note, something must be said about going out of your comfort zones, & doing things that you aren't used to.  i know wearing other shoes is not that big of a deal, but over the past week, i have talked to many strangers.  which is a big deal for me, because i am the most shy person on this planet.  i like it. i like meeting people.  this week i challenge everyone to do something out of the ordinary, you may come to find something you've been missing out on.

P.S. i would like to shout out to sweet boys.  boys that open your doors.  boys that are gentlemen.  boys that sit next to you in class, & tell you you're beautiful.  thank you boys, you make us girls feel loved.

success.

today has been a success.  things that aided in making my day so great:
alan gets home today.
i mastered my first dance test.
i made brent keck gasp! however, for the comment i made i feel i owe ben ralph cookies. my comment was completely harmless though.
i received my AP test scores, passed both of them.
cleaned my room, color coded my shirts, & again cleaned the chicken cage.
watched 'more than a game' & fell in love with basketball, also, lebron james.
volunteering at DI.  our supervisor, Lincoln, was extremely funny.  i insisted everyone put on grass hula skirts we found, & made it a party.  although, he may be somewhat of a creep considering he proceeded to text me for five hours after i had left. he did compliment my perfume though.
shopping!! it feels so good to buy cute things, it gives me a new lease on life.
  my purchases:
      1 tank top, gap
      2 yellow shirts, gap & pacsun
      & best of all, Rob and I both purchased 2 new pairs of panties, $2.99 each, vicky's of course
i figured out robyn is not one to go shopping with if you take a long time.
put up welcome home poster for the barney's... thank goodness for duct tape. (which i am sadden to say alan told me it did not stay up for when he returned)
searched all over for a 7 eleven that had free cups left... didn't find one, minor set back.
saw brittney gibby, from gold one class. i love seeing people unexpectedly.
ate the most delicious BLT sandwich, heavy on the T of course.
listening to songs i love
    stuck like glue-sugarland
    hello-martin solveig
    if i die young-band perry
    i got you-leona lewis
    the entire speak now album
almost finished my first humanities assignment
moved my desk away from the window. our house is getting brand new windows tomorrow!
saw alan, hugged alan, kissed alan, talked to alan, heard alan's signature animal noises.  which i love even though i give him a hard time about them, frankly i even missed them! i am so happy he is home.
home now, went to the storage room to say goodnight to the chicken, however, i forgot i had returned wyatt to alan:(
midnight snack: one cookie, two pickle 1/4's, & a round, ripe tomato, eaten like an apple.
bed time!

heaven for beard.

tonight i was in the need for some time with my best friends, time to relax & not feel as if i am being personally attacked for every decision i have made.  so i called up my two best friends, Robyn & Becky, to make cookies with me.  the night turned into me making the cookies as we all talked.  it was very stress relieving.  Robyn made some diagrams for Beck, & read a list of all the things she is not allowed to eat, due to the fact she may be glutenatose intolerant, but she says you would just say allergic to gluten.  the first item was beer, my reaction was "heaven forbid Rob can't have her beer." Her's was "oh yes, heaven for beard."  we both had a struggling night with our words.  while laughing at that, i accidentally flipped the sugar container i was holding upside down, & spilled a big pile of sugar on to the floor.  i proceeded to sweep it up, but what i could not get in the dust pan, i swept to the back of the pantry... don't tell mom.  i successfully made three batches of chocolate chip cookies without burning them! as i was taking the girls  home, i got sidetracked at becky's house.  we had a much need confession talk.  we both shared some big things on our minds that we hadn't shared with anyone.  i love becky, she is like a sister.  she has always been there for me; we help each other work through our problems.  all in all, tonight was a success.  thank you to my girls for being there!

abc's of me.

Because I am super bored, & have nothing really better to do, here are a few things about me, 26 to be exact!

a: alan kendrick barney, my most wonderful boyfriend.

b: ballroom dancer.

c:  chicken, wyatt is his name.

d: down east basics employee

e:  even person.

f:  family, i love all of them.

g: glee.

h: hopeless romantic.

i: ice cream has a national holiday in my life.

j:  just give me food, i am usually always hungry.

k: karoline elizabeth sorensen.

l:  lane drifter.

m:  museum curator, that's what i want to be when i grow up.

n:  neverland, all you need is faith, trust, & pixie dust, only lacking the pixie dust... i'll get there soon.

o:  occasionally obnoxious.

p:  people pleaser.

q:  quirky.

r: rocky road is my favorite candy bar.

s:  sparkly, my favorite color.

t:  too blonde. it's not good.

u:  underage. only for 46 more days.

v:  very scared of heights, what hides in the dark, & failing.

w: worry, worry, worry. about everything.

x: x-ray, i have had too many, i need two hands & two feet plus more to count them all.

y:  The Y.

z:  zzzzzz, i love to sleep.

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