July 31, 2011

     I am a petty, petty child.  From now on I vow to not complain about childish things.  I am entering into the stages of adulthood, I leave to be on my own in August.  There is not more time for moaning and whining.
     Speaking of college, I get my roommate assigned to me next week.  I am very excited and oh so nervous.  I pray that we will not clash and shortly will become best friends because, in all honestly, I really don't have a best friend right now.  Whoa, almost going whiney and childish there.
     I am scared to move away from my parents and sister.  I am afraid to live on my own, make my own desicious, and be responsible for my own actions.  What if I'm not smart enough for my classes?  What if I do things I will regret?  What if I don't make friends?  What if I'm not happy with who I am?  I try so hard to be like other people.  To be more outspoken, to be smarter, more observant, more aggressive.  But should I be?  I mimic other people and that is a problem.  I don't want to blend it with other people and be the same as them.  I want to be me.  The thing is, I have done this for so long, I don't know what 'me' is.  This is not a poor me rant.  I am merely stating a fact.
     The one good thing that is keeping me sane through this wirlwind of uncertainty is making plans.  Non school related plans.  Such as coming home for Halloween to go to a Park City cemetary with my family where they tell stories about the inhavitants of the graves.  These things are keeping me calm.
     By the way, Happy Birthday to Harry Potter and J.K. Rowling.

Viva Las Vegas

    Well, we made it.  The highlight of the drive was taking a power cat nap with my niece, Kairi.  She leaned her head of my shoulder and I on her head.  It was a nice nap.  It was a cramped drive.  We dropped Kai off at her faternal grandparents and made our way to the Casa Blanca.  Which I have always thought was really upscale and really nice.  It turns out I was wrong.  It really is pretty ghetto and not as high quality as I always imagined.

     After a night's stay there, we made our way to the lovely land of Las Vegas.  And here we are.  As we were checking in, my dad and I were stopped by a nice woman who mistaked me as my dad's wife.  Gross.  Then she offered us some tickets for a really good deal.  She took us over to a kiosk with a nice woman named Teresa who was willing to offer us for tickets to the Lion King for fifty dollars and four tickets to the Secret Garden if we took tour of the facility tomorrow for a few hours and gave some feedback.  It sounded like a really good deal because that is why we are here, to see Lion King.  So we said we would take it.  So she searched for some tickets and after a few moments, with a very sober face, reported to us that all this week, the Lion King was "completely sold out."  And this is about when I got dizzy and utterly died inside.  She said she was so sorry and it broke her heart to say this yada yada yada.  I will not lie, there was a tear in my eye but it was that of anger.  I have never been so pissed off in my life.  I was so mad.  Not even at my dad for not simply buying the tickets online a week earlier like we had discussed.  No, there was indeed one person I was whole-heartedly blaming even though it was no fault of them at all.  It just made me feel better to blame one person.  So we checked in and got up to our room and I pulled my laptop out like a mad woman and searched for tickets.  Long story short, my father (the hero) called Mandalay Bay and purchased some tickets for Tuesday.  Teresa's company was only alotted some many tickets which were sold out.  Stupid Teresa.

   We had a late lunch at the buffet here at Excalibar, then Dad and I walked through Mandalay Bay (saw Pete Rose), the Luxor, and the Tropicana.  We are not back, blistered feet and all.

     I am so excited to see the Lion King on Tuesday.  So, so excited.

New Hair, Harry Potter (spoilers), and Vacation!

     For quite some time now, I have felt that some change was in order.  I have been wanting to dye my hair for a while now.  I have always been in love with black hair.  I think it is beautiful.  I wasn't sure if I could pull it off though.  Some friends said it would be a great idea and I could pull it off.  Some family said it would be a bad idea and I could not pull it off.  These mixed opinions caused my to do nothing about it.  Until I realized that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part Two is coming out soon and I want to dress up for it as a certain character with dark hair, so I bought some dye from the store.  It's temperary--washes out in 6 weeks/28 washes--and it gave a picture graph of the current color of hair and what it would look like after the dye was in.  So I had my sister do it.  I didn't think it would be as dark as it turned out...  It isn't black but...it is no longer blonde.  It is a dark brown and I love it!  I really do.  I don't want it to wash out.  I think I will make it permenant.  It makes me happy and everyone I have encountered has said they like it a lot!  I love showing it off.

     As stated, Harry Potter is coming out in 11 days and 55 minutes.  I am so excited.  I have been reading up on it.  I had a movie marathon.  I bought the books but unfortunately they won't get to my house on time, but I am going to check the seventh book out of the library.  I have lived on Mugglenet.com today and last night.  I am so excited.  I am going to be dressing up as Bellatrix Lestrange.  I love Bellatrix.  I know she does not triumph in the end, but I still love her.  She is beautiful and crazy and I simply love her.  I spent way too much money on makeup and the dye to dress up as Bellatrix for the midnight premeire but it was certainly worth it.  I did a trial the other day and I looked A M A Z I N G.  No joke.  I bought some black jeggings--that are so comfortable--and I found some black boots in my closet.  I have a purple top and I will find a black sweater or something.  I am going to buy some dark mark temporary tattoos off of ebay and go unpack my wand from the other house.  I can't wait!!!  My lovely friend Lizzy will not be able to make it :( but that is okay.  We will go see it together later.  I am going with some other friends and hopefully I can convince them to dress up as Death Eaters with me.  They will.

     In six days, I will be in St. George and in seven, VIVA LAS VEGAS!!!!  I am so excited!!!  Not even kidding.  I am in love with Las Vegas and always will be.  Everyone looks at the sleeze of vegas, but I think it is glamorous and amazingly beautiful.  I love seeing shows, don't get me wrong, but I also love just staying up late and walking the strip.  I like just being there.  I am SOOOOOOOOOO EXCITED!!!  I am going to try to take a bunch of pictures and document every moment.  I will probably even blog from there.  My parents and I are going to see the Lion King for my graduation gift.  Of course it won't be just us...but I will avoid that subject.  I won't let that get me down.  This is my vacation.  I will not apologize for being bratty, either.  Anyway, I can't wait to go and live it up!  I love it there!!!