May the Fourth be with you...

Musical Appetizer: a cover on Outkast's Hey Ya! by Obadiah Parker. Love it!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ejeEBlDESc

Yesterday, May 4th, 2012, sucked.

Surprising, right? Because normally my opening song illustrates the mood of the post. And this song is quite positive. And that sentence above this paragraph is extremely negative. But please, just bear with me, you fantastic fishes, you.

So yesterday sucked <cringe emoticon>. It started off quite excellently, right at midnight, with the Avengers. A pretty great movie. Then I slept for three hours before I went to work. Which was also excellent, the sleep and work. Someone almost passed out on an elliptical and I just kept bouncing on the mini tramp. Thrilling morning. Then. I cleaned a bathroom for two hours. That sucked. Sucked bum. Literally. Not literally. Comet cleaner sucked the bum juice off my toilet, that's what was literal. Gross, I know.
THEN!
I had to finish packing. Which was extremely chaotic and I ended up using boxes from the state liquor store. Which didn't suck. I enjoy the amount of Jack Daniel boxes stored in my friend's garage until I can move into my next home Monday.
BUT!
I had to finish all of this by a certain time so I could take Kevin to the airport in time to catch his flight to DC, then Paris, then JORDAN, where he will be for the next five weeks.
THAT! part sucked. I was extremely stressed and exasperated. My hair was in a top Polynesian style bun and everything, and I'm not dancing, which is generally the only time those are acceptable as a redheaded caucasian,
THAT!'s how stressed I was!

Musical Entree: You are a Radar Detector, by Darwin Deez. Magnificent music video on top of it's excellent sound. Thank you, Talia Celeste Pratte!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8pbdLqTh_x4

So anyways. It was a rough go. But. The moment I had a banana pudding shake from Chick Fil A in my tummy, I remembered how not sucky life was. Despite being in a vacuum. (Get it? We're in space. AKA a vacuum. Vacuums suck. So life sucks. It's a joke. Lolz!) And I realized how great Jordan will be. And Kevin is going to have the most exquisite time in his whole life, and I could not be more stoked for him or jealous! And it will be excellent for me, because I can work a ton and maybe date a couple other guys, if they're proactive. Because I don't want to try ha. Even though I should try to date other guys, I'm actually pretty content with my current one, even though he's going to be in the Middle East, on the other side of the world. But, in my girlfriend contract, we decided, if presented with the opportunity, I should date around. Because my name is Tracie and I haven't really dated anyone ha. It's really too bad I wasn't like everyone else and started pouncing the opposite gender at 16. Or earlier. Ha. And yet I don't think I missed too much, pubescent glory is just not as great as the Disney Channel portrays it. I know, I was furious when I found out, too. Raven lied to us all.
But yes. At the end of the day, I am listening to happy music. Because I am happy. Because I can be patient. and also because I found out I'm getting a new niece!!!! And I got a new job at Kneader's on top of it all. So how could I not be happier than a clam?! Or every clam in the ocean put together?!

Musical Dessert: Walking on a Dream, Empire of the Sun. Your visual dessert, as well, if you enjoy Asian culture, biking, and extremes in both makeup and dancing...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eimgRedLkkU&ob=av2n

Anyways. That's all that happened yesterday. And we watched 8 Mile. Eminem is cool.
And I'm just really happy.
Babies, new jobs, banana pudding shakes, airport kisses and music = best Star Wars day ever.

New Freckles.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XN3ogbTuDSE&feature=related

Since music affects moods so much, I'm going to start posting what I'm listening to while I'm writing. I love this composer and movie. I love the feeling I get while listening to it. He's the same composer who did Finding Nemo, Meet Joe Black, and Shawshank Redemption, some of my favorite movie scores. You can hear similarities a ton, especially with Finding Nemo, I think!

Here I am, a test in 17 minutes, blogging again. When I feel like I've done everything I could, I don't know what to do with my remaining few minutes, and I just feel like writing. I really am sorry that my blog has been so contemplative lately, I've just really missed writing and it feels so good to get it out somewhere. And let's be honest, it's not like I'm doing a million adventures anyways, so I wouldn't be posting otherwise ha.

So, thank you for tolerating my daily ponderings, no matter how brief, shallow, deep, or entertaining they are. Because I forget how much I love to write, but now I remember! I hope everyone is having a fabulous Friday! Yippee for weekends!

Also, for all you fashionistas out there (Laura), I just thought I'd let you know today's outfit:
Thoroughly worn running shoes
running shorts
free Wells Fargo tee shirt
Bieber jacket
French braid
= campus couture.
How on this good green earth do I have a boyfriend?
:)

Chocolate.

Once upon a time, a girl had never tried chocolate before.
She saw it everywhere, and heard everything about it in movies and songs.
Then one day, she had the great pleasure of tasting some Hershey's chocolate.
It was the greatest thing she had ever tried, and she was enthralled.
It was all she wanted to eat, all day, everyday.
It was all she thought about.

Then, someone told her, "Tracie, in order to get some elite Swiss chocolate, you must give up the Hershey's chocolate, just for a little while. Patience."
And she said, "No, thank you. I would like my chocolate back, please. In fact, any chocolate would suffice, even some from the Deseret Industries would be delightful."

But she complied.
And now, all she wants is some dang chocolate.
And her heart hurts.

Rooftop Nighttime Picnics

Tracie in Charge! 

How I desperately wish, haha!

Right now, I am in a turbulent river, doggy paddling just to stay up! But the good news is that my shoulders and face are getting sunburned while swimming, the water is the perfect temperature, and I'm wearing a really cute swimsuit. So really, it's an overall fabulous experience, being tossed around in this body of water called life. And I'm loving every minute of it.

DANCE!

My concert is finally happening next week! I have seriously poured so much of myself into dancing this year, that I am exhausted, emotionally and physically. It has been the most fruitful dancing year of my life, I have learned so very much about myself, the amazing girls I dance with, and dance itself. I could never stop. I complain about it daily, but it is truly my one release. It is the one aspect in my life in which I can confidently say I am not a failure in, because success directly follows effort. It is instant gratification at it's finest and least morally offensive. Most of the time. :) So after this week, I will have much more time, but will be very lost.

SCHOOL!

I love every single thing I'm learning about. Some of it, I have to try much harder to love, but when it comes, it is amazing. I have an exam in one hour, and I am terrified. Exams are the bane of my existence. I feel like I've tried my best. I don't know what else to do to prepare. But the score is always a surprise. Hopefully, it will reflect my efforts and passion. 

FRIENDS!

Never in my life have I been so ridiculously blessed in the people surrounding me. False, always in my life, I have been ridiculously blessed, but the fact that I STILL am getting THIS blessed is amazing. My Heavenly Father, my roommates, my wonderful family, my neighbors, my dance family, every single person who has smiled at me has given me the determination to love as much as they love me, despite how very little I deserve it. I am incredibly blessed.

So while this week has been one of the hardest in my life, while it's only Wednesday, it has been incredibly rewarding. I love the feeling of going to bed, completely exhausted, but knowing you did everything you could that day.

And even if I'm not happy when I accidentally swallow a gulp of river water or my contacts are getting blurry from the waves splashing me, I am enormously happy and satisfied with being able to swim in the the river in the first place. Because it's a beautiful day.

Faith removes all Fear.

I've given, and I've received.

Life is Good, and I can't wait for more.

Restlessness Blues...

I feel super restless today. I'm crazy tired and have a cruiseshipsload to do. But all I want to do is listen to music and adventure. In an ideal life, I would:

Drop out of school.
Move to Southern Utah and adventure all. day. long.
I would listen to Send Me On My Way all. day. long.
I would smoke a lot of peyote. Thanks to the above song.
I would dance.
I would read.
I would befriend every rock and tree and creature. Maybe even people, too.

Not included:
Chemistry.
Cold.
Obligation.
Showers.
Deadlines.
The need to sleep.

I think I'll do it. :)

Jus' suhdarn many blessuns...

My dear friends and family! It is March 14, 2012. And a Wednesday. It has been the best March 14th to date! Here I am, spending Spring Break at Kat's house, doing exactly what I love to do. Eating cadbury eggs and thin mint Girl scout cookies, drinking milk, and watching a whole lot of That 70's Show. And only a little bit of Tosh.0, ok? I'm not Satan. I think... (said Ginny Weasley in the middle of the Chamber of Secrets, painting the wall with chicken blood)

Remember how I love lists, goals, and accountability? That's probably why 75% of blogs exist. And those things occupy about 75% of my blog, I've noticed. The other 25% is engrossingly beautiful, deep thoughts of my exciting life as a struggling student in Logan, Utah. I just got the chills, and so did all of my English teachers from 7th grade, up, I'm pretty sure. Eh, Kathrin? Except I doubt engrossingly is a word, because it's got that horribly daunting red squiggly underneath it. I don't care though. I'm a freaking honey badger. And I don't give one shiz! (Oooooh, zing!)
So anyways. Back to goals. I think I'm going to make a few for this next installment of school after spring break is over.
Goal One: Study for 30 minutes each subject, everyday.
Goal Two: That's it.
Also I need to manage time more wisely. I've been doing just OKAY lately, but that's what Edward said to Mary on the Little House of the Prairie before he got his sight back and things looked super up for him. But then his child was burned in a house by Mary's stupid foster brother. I think. Grandma and I always fall asleep before we get to that part.
But truly. I have a new friend who happens to be a boy who happens to be very entertaining who happens to be very attractive who also happens to occupy an obscenely large amount of my time. Maybe one day I'll tell the world wide web about him. Anyways. Once I get a steady studying habit going, I'll be a scholar. And I'm working a boatload (not at all, really, I just pretend to be super busy all the time), and dancing a cruiseboatload. But I'm almost to an equilibrium, hopefully I can get it together after this week!
Meanwhile, I have this week. And yes, I think I will be a slug. I will press replay on this youtube music video I'm listening to (Calvin Harris Feel So Close, I think this is the sixth round? Sheesh!). I will have showering be my one productive activity of the day. I will spend time with friends, family, and a dog I never see. And watch a ridiculous amount of television.
So eat your heart out, Mary Ingalls. You'll never get your sight back.

MEANWHILE Mildly in charge with some Magnificent March Monologues aMidst Morning Matrices

<insert sheepish shrug>
That was a funny joke I played, huh, guys.
So I was thinking on my way home from my Biology test this morning, that I had so many enormously important and entertaining thoughts just simmering in this here noggin, it was entirely selfish keeping them to myself. So I'm sharing once again.

Hard brownies: Why? Even with some microwave time, they resisted being cooperative and glared at me from my plate. I shed a few tears and went to work.

School: Why? Let me learn in peace. Gerroff me, Russian chemists. Also, you too, garden gnomes.

And that's the end of my thought process. And my blog contributions. But starting up again is the hardest part, right?

So yes, I was productive today.