Friday the 13th

HAPPY FREAKY FRIDAY!! Here's a freaky story for you:

I have a history class twice a week.
Bad news: It is an hour drive and the class is 2 1/2 hours long.
Good news: This class is full of attractive men with engineering majors, so I decided it was worth the sacrifices.

Well one of these attractive men sits next to me every day, and I have to admit (though now I admit shamefully) I wouldn't prefer sitting next to any other guy in the class. He's smart, funny, and got a point added to the quiz last night because the question was lame.

Last night he was looking at his facebook during class, so when I got home I decided to look him up and see what this guy is like. Well my mom happened to be sitting next to me, and after I typed in his name she said, "Hey, you might be related to him"

After looking through some of his photo albums and having my mom identify his parents as her first cousins, I felt pretty sick...good thing I never got my flirt on with him...that would be awkward!

Oh well.

things...

I still have the stomach flu

I made bread pudding because all I eat is white bread
so why not make pudding out of it?

I played ultimate spoons last night and re-sprained my foot a wee bit

I cut myself some bangs

My roommates would get married before they turn 20 if they had the chance.

I enjoy going to bed early

I am no more useful than an old person.

Well, it has come and gone folks. but the crackles and screams of fireworks still thunder on in my heart.

Traditions in my fam of the fourth:
1. parade
2. bbq
3. cul-de-sac of fire
4. watch fireworks coming from the stadium

1. The parade was a disappointment this year. a six wheel jeep stalled in front of us, and the floats were spread out so there were times where we would think "is it over?" no, no it isn't over. Look, here comes the high school band. well, i would rather not have to think that it is over. sorry president of the parade, but after politely asking you to improve this flaw, i saw no improvement.

2. I had 2 bbq's. bbq #1 was okay--and it wasn't you marcilyn, it was mostly the guy in the speedo. and the guy with the water gun. especially when they were put together. why were people wearing swimwear when we were indoors and a swimming pool wasn't in sight? Your outfit was cute though, marcilyn.

bbq #2 was sooo great because i ate the first real meal in seriously six days. and i am not kidding. this is not a joke. oh man i would have purposely fasted that long for that tasty meal. maybe not, but oh gee was it good.

3. CUL-DE-SAC OF FIRE!!!
my neighborhood has one...with dancing and lights and fireworks! Love to dance.

4. Watching fireworks that were coming from the stadium was different this year. I usually go off with my friends, park right next to the stadium and just let those fireworks explode right over us. well this year I was too caught up in the cul de sac of fire that I forgot to and so I watched them while I danced. They were the size of my thumb so not so fantastic.

Yeah this 4th of July doesn't make it on my favorites list but better 4th's to come, right? yes. always.

stomach flu, day 5

I'll just be here...on the couch...drinking gatorade.

Pet Peeve #1: The smiley face made with a parenthesis and a colon

I can never bring myself to do it. make a smiley face with punctuation marks. It gives me a weird feeling when it's there in a letter someone wrote me or a text message. I don't know why I get a weird feeling, but I would prefer not to have others feel that feeling. Sometimes I think, "a smiley face would be cute at the end of this sentence!" But I never can bring myself to do it.

This isn't me. It's Chloe from Smallville.

An inspirational quote that belongs in a book. It was my friend's reply after I said "Maybe I am not his type"

"No one has a very distinct type; it can change when you meet someone really bomb even if that someone is different from what you knew in the past."

clean checks

Everyone in the apartment failed except for me.

I just like to swim

10 laps of breaststroke
10 laps of freestyle
5 laps of backstroke
then the froggy "ever after" relaxation stroke. I got water up my nose half way down a lap so I didn't go for as long I would have liked.

At BYU-Idaho they had music playing under the water. I miss that.

blackbird

one flew just barely over my head three times in a row today.

it would land on a tree and let me walk a few more steps then fly at me again!

It had crazy eyes that seemed to say "I want you dead."

Aren't blackbirds a bad omen?

blast from the past

I really liked this guy in junior high. He was 6'4" by 8th grade. His body was tough and giant. And he was always really nice. He's back from Austria and last night at a ward party we played "500."

emotion and the lack thereof

No I don't want to go with you to say goodbye to your best friend.
oh, so that makes me an unemotional person; almost to the point of being like [insert name of a stoic here]?

It's just a phase, I am sure it will be better soon. Here, I will even diagnose myself:

The last time I cried: hmmmm on the way home from Hawaii at the beginning of march. It was hard for me to leave. and go back to live my life like a normal person.

The last time I laughed for reals without holding anything back: well I can't really remember. movies don't count because they aren't real life. I do laugh...every week. I make a donkey sound out of my throat and I can't stop it. but laughing for so long and hard that it is almost satisfying? And your cheekbones begin to ache? I will try to make it happen soon.

The last time I was angry: yesterday. but I wouldn't call it anger, it is more of an irritable feeling. I have been irritable a lot lately.

The last time I was sad or depressed: I haven't been depressed for over 6 months, and even then it was only for a few days. I avoid any damaging thoughts and feelings at all costs. Being depressed is the worst thing ever.

I could list more emotions but the point is that I am an emotional person, I have feelings. I just haven't expressed them lately. And I have always avoided situations where things will be all mushy and I feel awkward--such as the above situation my sister invited me to attend. I decided a while ago to be real and not pretend to be excited about something I really don't care for.

What you need is a relationship they tell me. What you really need is to get married. No thanks. And no, it isn't about that guy I dated a year ago. It is about me. I don't flirt with a guy unless he is my type. And plus I am still really young.

Ode to Kneaders

Dear Kneaders:

I will miss you. Before I officially turn in my hat and shirt with your emblem, I wish to leave an ode. You not only gave me $1,273.83, you also taught me valuable lessons about people and food and pain.

People because I worked with a couple people that either drove me crazy or people that made me want to cry because they were so mean (and I did cry one time, member that?) You taught me how to cope with the irritation and hurt. You helped me learn to get along with them and make them like me and not be mean. And it wasn't about pretending. I learned to be myself and people love me when I am myself. If I am anything less or more they hate me. So I am going to be myself from now on.

You taught me about food. Last night was our last night together and lets just say I didn't take you for granted. I sampled your potato soup, your brownie mix (coupled with some strawberries I cut up,) Parmesan chips, turkey bacon and avocado, a cup of sprite with raspberry sherbet and real raspberries, and some broccoli salad. Thank you for never giving me a sick mouthful.

Lastly you taught me about pain. You see, I have what is called plantar fasciitis and my doctor told me: "NO STANDING!" So that is why we had to end this. Although you brought many smiles and good times, you also caused me unbearable pain in my feet. With that pain came endurance and I am a better person from it. I learned to take pain and not complain or feel ashamed.

I will never forget the taste of a turkey ranch sandwich on asiago cheese bread, grilled. Or the repulsive smell on my hands even after washing them a million times from onions and bacon. I will hold these lessons and memories forever in my heart.

Still your customer; no longer your employee,

Hallie

I will never see you again after you click on this logo:

The farthest I've gotten is to level 12.

top of the morning to ye

The following songs have been stuck in my head this morning (I have only been awake for an hour) They are in chronological order:

"My Shepherd Will Supply My Need" because I gave a lesson about sheep at FHE last night
Limb Bizkit's "Nookie" I haven't listened to that since I was 14 years old. I hate that song.
"A Child's Prayer" because I sing that song whenever a bad song or thought gets in my head
"Check on it" by beyonce because that song is on the cd in the car i am driving and when I heard the beat I changed it, knowing it would get stuck in my head. well it did anyway so i should have listened to the entire song.
"One Night Only" from Dreamgirls because I got this flyer from the bookstore that says "one day only!!" Those jerks I will never shop there again! Unless it's for a textbook...but that is THEIR LOSS!

Why do songs get stuck in my head?

This link thinger is soooo great.

is that wrong?

So there is a hot man in my ward. If Eric from the little mermaid was a real human being, it would be him. So we will call him Eric.
He hurt his leg so he has crutches right now. I wonder if that affects my attraction toward him because vulnerable sensitive men are really attractive.

Anyway so in Relief Society they announced that volunteer tutors are needed to help at the public library for lil chillens who need help reading. For details, contact ERIC. To make a long story short, contact him I did.
So today he and I are going to the library so I can learn how to be a tutor. Am I really doing this for the kids?

Miscommunication

"lets go to a movie at 4:15."
"okay i will meet you in the lobby at 4. "
"Hey it's 4 where are you?"
"I am here in the lobby"
"so am I!"
"I can't see you where are you?"
"by the concession stand"
"No you aren't I am by the concession stand"
"Oh are you at the riverwoods theater"
"no the mall one"
"yeah we are in different theaters"

Why do things like this happen all the time? This is why I am such a control freak.

All Things Hallie

Hi. My name is Hallie. Today you get to hear more than you ever wanted to know about my name.

I looked at 3 different sites for what Hallie means and where it is from.
Origins: English, Greek, and Scandinavi
meanings: Praise The Lord, thinking of the sea, heroine
Short form of the word "Hallelujah" I KNEW IT!!! I knew Hallelujah came from my name.

Peeps with my name:


Hallie Kate EisenBerg.



Halle Berry (she would win more oscars if she had an "i" in her name)



This picture is of a body of water named Lake Hallie in Wisconsin. I am famous there.

When I was 15 I wrote lots of songs. The first song I wrote is the following:

My name is Hallie Hallie Hallie Hallie
It isn't Gina Gina Gina Gina
You can call me Haylie Haylie Haylie Haylie
But I won't answer answer answer answer
(sing 3 times total: first time sing normal, second time is rocker, and 3rd time is opera legatto)

I wish I could add sound to this so you could hear it. It's quite catchy, really.
I have worked at my office for almost a year now and they still call me Haylie and Gina. Even the same person calls me those names. Contrary to my song, I do not correct them and respond as if it's my real name.

Ooooooo here are some nicknames!
My family calls me reckless abandon because I am a walking disaster--I have no control over whether the liquid goes from the pitcher to the cup so don't ask me to pour you a glass of anything.
I told my friend in elementary school that I hated ho-ho's by little debbie. Maybe you don't know what I am talking about so I will put a picture of them on here:

yeah so from then on he called me "Hallie ho-ho." Haven't spoken to him since.
Maybe you don't want to know this but my first boyfriend called me sweet vanilla.
My sister calls me bertha.
A couple buddies call me hal pal
and then there is the occasional halliegirl, halshum, hallieshushu...