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I no longer have Virgin Lips. :-*

Invasion of The Juggernauts

juggernautinvasion.blogspot.com

"Juggernaut-invasion.blogspot.com"

Take a visit. Only one post so far, but it's awesome.

Late Night Ravaging.

I ravage the pantry like a savage hoping the find some small unsuspecting morsel of nutrients,
but alas, I am forlorn to find the grocery shopping is yet to be done. How long must my poor stomach ache? How long must I day dream of Reese's Puffs cereal? How long must I eat...healthy food?


LOLer








P.S. I hate these fonts, is there anyway to change them?

I Am the Gardener

Saturday, May 21, 2011, 9:00 AM

Orem Institute of Religion is planting flowers at the Institute!

Let's all Go!

Slick and Guru

Dear Slick,
I think you and I are the only ones that actually post on this blog... I guess we are the only ones growing up haha... 


Sincerely, Guru.


HINT HINT SCOOCH AND PATCHES, get your bums posting!!! ;)

Invasion of The Juggernauts

So I re-created my blog haha... It's called "Invasion of The Juggernauts", but I won't give you the URL yet because I'm not done... I almost titled it "Guru Galaxy" lol.


Uber Pwn!

Big Business HA ha haaa...

"The simple secret is this: put your trust in the Lord, do your best, then leave the rest to him." -Joseph B. Wirthlin, "Come What May, and Love it." Liahona November 2008, 26-28.


So today I went to church as usual. I was a little hesitant just because I miss my buddies and was going to have to be a big girl and go alone today. :) Went to sacrament (even made it on time, this is new). Sat next to a boy (who you all know, but due to personal privacy and internet safety I won't use his name.) who went out of a mission, came home... for whatever reason... and is now going out again! I was so excited. Also one of his good friends, a rather tall hulking figure that is slightly obsessed with Lord of the Rings yada yada... is going to the Honduras mission! Double excited. So Today was turning out to be a good day. Went to my next class only to be interrupted by Bishop Greenwood Calling me into his office...for whatever reason... I sat down with all four of the bishopric in the bishops office and he proceeded to tell me that he "would like to extend the calling of DRUM ROLL..................................................................Relief Society President." You can only imagine the shock on my face. President? PRESIDENT?! A counselor I could handle, but head honcho? That is a BIG calling. However, I thought about it and decided that God wouldn't extend a calling like that to me unless he knows I can handle it. Wow, I was shocked and really overwhelmed but I'm starting to embrace it. haha keyword STARTING. :) Pray for me you guys! I'm going to the temple sometime this week to pray about counselors, I am going to need all the help I can get. Patches: I understand 100% what you were saying about being the Visiting Teaching coordinator and how you just kinda can't breathe and what not haha. I thought I was going to pass out. 


Well that is all. I think we need to have a reunion soon... now that school is ALMOST over :) I miss you all!

Drowning in a sea of life.

I am INCREDIBLY tired of school. I feel like I'm drowning in all the things I have to do. I feel like I need to prioritize my time, but everything is so important I don't know what to put at the top of my list. I guess I just need to pray harder. Anyone got any motivation ideas? I feel like the only motivation I can give myself is the punishment that comes if I don't do my work. Which just overwhelms me more.

*sigh*...

Choice

Choice. Isn't it interesting how the way things are said changes everything. Give people a choice and they will respond 100% differently than if you tell them how it is.

For example, my english teacher just told us a story about taking out the trash. His Father and Mother repeatedly pestered "Paul, come take out the trash, now!" So what did he do? He said "I'll do it first thing in the morning." First thing in the morning, before anyone else was awake, he went to the trashes, and took them out. Note this was back in the time where metal receptacles were used and when the trash was full the lids didn't always sit just right. So Paul being a clever child emptied the receptacles and returned the cans back to their exact appearance and original location, he then went back to bed. When morning came he was awoken by an angry shouting mother, "Paul why didn't you take out the trash?! You are so disrespectful! Rant, rant, rant!" Paul ate his breakfast quickly and went on his merry way to school. When the day came to a close and he reached his home his father was waiting for him with distain written across his face with a permanent marker. "Paul, your mother called me this morning and made me come home from work so that I could take care of the trashes! I went ahead to do your chore and picked up the trash cans only to find them empty!"

Why do we do things like this? Is it because we have a choice? What would we be achieving by such trickery and deceit? Just an interesting and amusing thought.

I heard a joke today that I've never heard before.
There is a man and wife that are having a baby. His wife was in great pain. The Doctor said to the husband, "If you want, I can transfer some of her pain to you." "Please do it, I can't stand to see her in so much pain." The husband said. So the doctor transferred some of the birthing wife's pain to the husband. "This isn't bad, give it all to me." The husband said. So the doctor transferred all of the pain. The husband said with a smile "I'm okay. This isn't bad at all, I don't see what all the fuss about giving birth is." So The wife gave birth to the son without any pain and they were extremely pleased with their newborn child. They returned home happy to start their new life only to find the milkman dead on the doorstep.

Have a good day all!

The Velociraptor Strikes Again...

 

Why I love this creature, I'm not sure...

The Devil's Arithmetic

Once upon a time...


There was a girl named Guru. She really disliked math, sometimes it even made her break things. In the end she decided she would never do another math problem again.


The End.


(Now I understand why people call it "The Devil's Arithmetic.")

In a Snit.

"I had to write three nonsensical paragraphs and label the pronouns, verbs, subject, etc. for my English 2010 class... I chose to write about us four :) Enjoy. Not everything is final... I'll leave it open to interpretation... I also hate the fonts we are limited to on here."

Hannah Groom

Dr. Paul Tanner

English 2010

28 January 2011

Knitting

In the late months of last year, 2010, I discovered the incredible art of knitting. I was musing the shelves of the Orem Public Library when I came across a curious looking book. It was a book called “Chicks With Sticks (It’s a purl thing)” by Elizabeth Lenhard. The cover is decorated with three pairs of legs and the early stages of yarn development into a WIP (Work In Progress). I fell in love with the book, not to mention it’s sequel and the final book. The series is set in Chicago where four girls are struggling to get through high school without losing their marbles, or in this case knitting needles. The Indie geek, hard core punk, fashionista, and Joe Shmoe: Bella, Tay, Amanda, and Scottie meet by chance through a common store called “Knitwit” and slowly develop an “un-froggable” friendship. With the help of Knitwit’s owner Alice, they take their knitting to the next level and learn things about life and themselves they couldn’t have found otherwise.

With the help of “the chicks” I have, like Scottie, found some friends of my own that share a similar subconscious link. Kaitlyn, the urban chick with a flair for style (that also shares my obsession for yarn). She has long blonde hair that glimmers as it cascades down her back, cute rosebud lips, and indubitably green eyes. Jamie, the outdoorswoman of our clan, also has visibly green eyes with eyelashes you could sweep the floor with they are so long. Her hair is also long with a dirty blonde sheen. Then there is Kristee, she is by far the most insightful of us all. She has a knack for expression that ceases to amaze us. She has beautiful auburn locks that reach past her shoulders, she also has undeniably green eyes. The three of these remarkable chicks plus me create the clan. I met Jamie in the Utah Valley University parking lot, there we exchanged information and proceeded to engage socially the following weekend. At the engagement I was introduced to Kaitlyn and Kristee. We all became fast friends instantly. It’s interesting because if you didn’t know any better, you would think we’d been friends for years.

Following the conclusion of The Chicks With Sticks trilogy, I noticed the unmistakeable similarities between “My Chicks” and “The Chicks.” Jamie is definitely the Bella of the group, carefree, happy, and creative. I dare say Kristee is the Tay, frequently sarcastic, occasional angry spells about silly things, and creative. Kaitlyn is probably the Amanda of our group, well dressed, amusing, blonde. I dub myself the Scottie of our sticks, I am the narrator of our lives, just like Scottie, I introduced knitting to the group (they’ll pick it up eventually),  Scottie is a key human being to us all. (This is definitely up for debate.) Knitting has created a special bond between Kaitlyn and I, we recently made a Michaels run to purchase more yarn, I’ve got a feeling this is going to be a frequent happening. Although Kaitlyn and I share the knitting bond, but we are all like a WIP, like every stitch of a WIP gets tighter and more perfect with practice, “Slick, Patches, Scooch, and Guru” are all like that WIP. 

Tests & Prayers

For those of you who don't know, I am absolutely terrible at Mathematics, and let me not forget to mention that I have supreme test anxiety! Regardless, I tested into Math 1010 by some miracle. I've been so worried because I don't want to have to retake it so I've been trying really hard to do well. Yesterday I had my FIRST MATH TEST OF COLLEGE! I got an 80% :) Best moment of my life.


P.S. I prayed in the testing center, and I know Heavenly Father heard me. Otherwise I wouldn't have gotten an 80%!

For the eyes of three only, slick being one.

A poem dedicated to...I'm not even sure...

Kait went on a date,
with a boy I kinda hate. (J/K)
They were out really late,
and even learned to skate.
(On the frozen ground)

I wonder what they talked about,
I hope that he just SPIT IT OUT!
If it's not good news I'll break his face,
but other-wise I'll get off his case.

I don't want to go to school,
because my Humanities teacher is a tool.
Maybe I'll just drop off the planet,
that way I won't have to can it.

Sunday Thoughty

Mindy Gledhill- All About Your Heart

"Starry Night" by Vincent Van Gogh

"I don't mind your odd behavior,

It's the very thing I savor.

If you were an ice cream flavor

You would be my favorite one.

My imagination sees you,

Like a painting by Van Gogh.

"Starry Night(s)" and "Bright sunflowers", 

Follow you where you may go...

It's not about your scars, it's all about your heart."

When you have apx. 10 min to spare, 

take a moment and watch this video 

that is simply incredible. My New Life. 

It's about a husband and wife that get 

in a plane crash and how it has 

strengthened their testimonies in the

Gospel. Why they still mortally exist.

Above is a piece of the song they play

throughout watch the video, then listen

to the song. Enjoy.

Day 1 With-drawls

It's been 1 day and I already miss you guys like crazy! We should all do something saturday night, maybe a movie or the name game? I have BYU Invitational saturday morning so I'll be busy until the evening. Cross your fingers/ Pray for me that I don't get my rear whooped too badly ;) See you all soon!

"When I'm nervous I sparkle things!"

On an eve before school, the aroma of nail polish, remover, and q-tips fill the air! Scooch, Slick, and Guru sparkled all the night long. Fingers, toes, and paper scraps were covered with pinks and purples, gold flecks and silver shimmers! Alas, the evening must eventually come to an end as it is 11:54 P.M. and we have plans to arise early, 5 A.M. to be exact. Farewell young bloggers!