Wicked

I have decided that I really want to go see Wicked when it comes into SLC next year. I think it would be way fun. Plus, I pretty much love it. However, the only tickets available are $121-$313. Pretty much I really want to go. I think we should have a girls night out and go to Wicked. That would be way awesome, don't you all think? We could sit in orchestra seats for $313. You know you want to. It will be fun... Am I tempting anyone but myself?

Moving

I have decided I don't want to move. Too bad that the complex is all filled up eh? I have these two awesome roommates from England. They freaking rock. We have had so much fun this passed week doing American things, they have never done before. They were amazed that resteraunts give you free icecream on your birthday. They love S'mores, the dollar movie, and Walmart. That's right, I converted them to Walmart. They are hilarious. We also went to a beauty pageant up in Layton then to Crown Burger after. I don't want to leave now. I feel I have so much more to teach them. They have never heard of Chris Farley. But no, really, we have so much fun. I have someone to go on walks with me now. It's way fun.

So I am starting to move out tomorrow and I really don't want to pack. Hence, the blog. I'm putting it off as long as possible. I don't really want to clean. I don't want to pack. I would rather be watching a movie with the rest of the people in my apt. Well, I had better do everything so I can be ready to move most everything tomorrow. I love you all!!!! Until next time.

I'm sorry, so sorry

So since people are getting angry because I never write anything on my blog, I am writing something for you all now.

So, here's what's happened since you last heard from me...

I went boating and got extremely sunburned, but I have a new hobby. I am in love with wave running. I find it extremely fun. I may need to buy one when I'm extremely rich. That will be my goal. To have a wave runner.

Funny story... I was sitting here at my computer in my room and someone knocked on my window. Call me paranoid, but I walked outside to see if it was someone I knew. It was some guy in a ninja suit. FREAKY EH? About a month ago someone rang my doorbell pretty late at night, and I looked through the peep-hole and some guy in a gorilla suit was outside my door. Why do people try to scare me? I don't understand. I swear I'm not very fun to scare. I just don't understand it. I think that's all that's been going on. If I remember anything else, I'll be sure to tell you all...

One more thing! I just wanted to tell my family how much I love them and miss them all. I can't wait until we are all together again. I love you all so much!!! You are the greatest!!