Saturday, January 29, 2011


Our bodies are machines. You have to take care of them just like a machine. You have to learn how to drive your body and then know how to maintain it and keep it in working order. Your soul inside of your body is like a human in a car. You decide what to do with your body and where to take it, and then you go there. You're a transportation device, if you didn't have a body it would be impossible to go anywhere. You charge your body's battery by sleeping and instead of fueling it with gasoline, or oil, you eat food and drink water. You wash your body just like you wash your car. Your eyes are your windshield, and your feet are your tires.

Car behavior

I think people have a certain comfort zone in their cars. You yell at people all the time in your car for cutting you off or not signaling or just being annoying. If you think about it, how many people do you see at Disneyland yelling and swearing at someone because they're walking in front of them in an annoying way? How many people do you see, flipping the person who just bumped into them off and then walking away. Why do we do it in our cars?

Yelling at inanimate objects

Most people do this without even realizing. Today, I was in the car with my mom, and a cd was jiggling around in the door pocket, and I told it to shutup! And I was thinking, isn't it weird how we yell at things when we walk into them, and we sometimes hit things when they aren't working, and yell at them? Yelling at the computer for being slow and hitting it to "make it work". It's a good thing parents don't yell at and hit their children for being slow. Or yelling at someone who was just standing on the sidewalk, because you walked into them.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011


Isn't it funny how when you try to think about nothing, you end up thinking about a lot. This is my thought process when I think about "nothing":
Hmm nothing nothing, nothing else matters, oh my ex- boyfriend used to love that song, dude I can't believe that was 3 years ago, in 3 years I won't even be in high school any more, I'll have the cutest apartment when I move out, I remember looking for apartments in CCP, haha that was the best class ever, Oakley met James in there, I can't believe they're going out now....
The harder you try to think about nothing, the more you think about.

Sunday, January 23, 2011


Age is a funny thing. The things you learn, the ways you grow. So many things can happen to one person in a lifetime, it's ridiculous. No matter how old you get, you will always be the same person you were 50 years ago, but you could have changed so much throughout that time that you feel like someone else. Growing physically and mentally and emotionally. Sometimes it makes you sad to look back at the person you used to be or that someone else used to be because you feel like they're just gone. Even though they could be sitting right next to you or they are you. Sometimes it makes you happy because you've grown into a better person, or closer to the person you want to be. But you are always you. It's funny how you can go without seeing an infant for 5 years and now they're 5 years old and talking and walking, and they have learned more than you can imagine, and they even look completely different. But you can go 5 years without seeing an adult, and they have the same haircut, same hair color, same personality, and "They haven't changed a bit!". It seems that the older you get, the slower you grow, the less you learn, and the less you change. Sometimes you look back at something you did 20 years ago and think "How could I have ever done that? I would never do that now, I would never say that now... " But the same person thinking that, is the same person who did that 20 years ago. Age is a crazy thing, the things you can learn in on lifetime, all the things you can do in one lifetime, and all the people that one person can be in one lifetime really get's you thinking about who you are today, and where you've been.

Alix, my sister. We've grown up together, you've known me since I didn't know anything. Through all the hair colors, hair cuts, the good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful, the sad, the troubles, the babysitters, the hard times, the fun times, the laughter, the tears, the everything. You've been there. You're my other half. I look up to you more than anyone in the world, and you will never know how much I love you but I try to tell you

Friday, January 21, 2011

Some fun things you can do with your printer scanner when you're bored:

My little typing fingers :)

My hair.

Tiny miniature candies what?!


Ooh la la fancy schmancy

My little crayons

Lotion. (Don't worry mom, I cleaned it off)

A little textingg


I like chocolate coins....
P.S. (These captions are all really dumb)
Have a nice day, you might wanna try this it's pretty fun!

New look coming soon!

I feel like re-decorating again! So guess what! I'm gonna! Next time you look at this page, it will look different. Unless you're actually reading this after I re-did it... which in that case, I don't even know what to tell you... But anyways! Some new blogpost's comin in soon too so be ready for it! OK:)

Things I hate #3

I absolutely, positively hate:
The sound that my alarm clock makes before it goes off in the morning. Right before my music starts playing, my alarm clock makes this kind of "click" sound when it turns on. It doesn't bother me that much when I hear it on my actual alarm clock. But when I hear a sound throughout the day that sounds anything like it, I automatically get an annoyed feeling inside. It does something to my like, brain that just sets off an automatic annoyment (I know that's not a word but I feel like it's perfect for what I'm trying to say) I don't get it! Am I the only one who get's that...?

Savanna Ducharm

So, my friend, Savanna, is such. a good. photograhper. She's got to be in my top 5 favorite photographers for sure. Probablly top 3 actually. This girl has NO photography education what-so-ever. She just takes pictures with her camera and somehow captures these amazing things that sometimes you just can't seem to catch with a camera.

By the way, all of the girls in these pictures are her. (That sentence doesn't sound grammatically correct but forgive me)

These shot's are just a couple of my favorites, she has a flickr that you can visit to see all of her pictures!

Her Flickr is:
Go to it, ya? :)

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Actually read this:)

I think that it's really funny how if a post is like more than 4 sentences, people just skip past it and read the one that's 1 sentence long. I'm not gonna lie, I do that too. But ya, I don't know where I'm going with this but I just think that's funny. Okay I'm gonna go now...
If I ever tell you that my room is messy, it is. I think people are so used to having people tell them "Nooo my room is sooo messy! You can't go in it's too messy! Okay fine but you asked for itt" and then they go in and there's like three shirts on the floor, a pair of shoes, and a jacket on their unmade bed and the person who's room it is, is just like "oh goshh this is soo embarrassing let me quick try to clean it as fast as possible" and you're standing in this messy room thinking "hahahahahahahahahahah this is messy?! You should take a look in my room, this is clean for me" I think people are used to having others tell them things and then it's not really true. But if I tell you that my room is really messy, believe me, it is really really messy, I mean like 20 shirts on the floor, 4 pairs of shoes, 5 jackets on places that you didn't know jackets could even be, like on the ceiling or something, and some other unknown objects smushed into the carpet. And I'm like I told you it was messy why do you look so surprised? Were you expecting it to be clean? No. So, many people may tell you things that aren't true, such as their room is dirty. But don't worry, if I tell you that, I won't let your expectations down. (actually my room is clean right now so that's pretty cool) k bye
So my mom, Kelley Lynne Simpson, has created a new blog post on her photography website and I'm gonna totally be a copy-catter and do this too cause I think it's awesome. So she like, does a blogpost on a specific person every week and why they're amazing and this weeks was about my step-dad, Steve. It was soo good that I cried and I think you should read it cause you have to see how cool he is so go to and read it now. Right now. The rest of this is pointless to read cause it means nothing. Go. Now. Stop reading, do what I say. Ok bye!