I think I might be done with this boy soon. He is proving not to be worth the time.

The Vow (2012) - Official Trailer [HD]

Obviously I am a sucker for a good love story, and this trailer made me cry and immediatly decide to watch this the second it comes out no matter what.

I hope some one will agree to go with me.

"Penguins are very funny birds. They walk with a waddle, they're shaped like a bottle, they are really quite absurd."

I want to be a penguin when I grow up.

They seem to have everything going for them.

They slid around on their bellies.

They are always dressed their best.

They are loyal.

They help each other out.

They share and take turns.

They are quite wonderful, I think we should all make the change.

that is all.
taylor.

p.s. ten points and a proposal to anyone who can name the movie that quote at the beginning comes from.

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when:
when the stupid snow finally decides to make an appearance!!! I am SO ready for it to be time to play in the snow, enough of this cold and dry crap!

that is all.
taylor.

The facts as they stand:

1.the day I stop trying to catch snowflakes on my tongue is the day my childhood dies

2.when I go out side in my father's shirt, I should expect the whole neighborhood to be out there waiting to see just how lovely my underwear is, because they will be.

3.when I am sick, there are never enough blog posts to keep me entertained.

4.I probably use to much lotion. I'm okay with that.

5.When it is cold outside, I like to wear as little clothing as possible. it is a bit backwards but I like the feeling of the hairs standing up on the back of my arms. it makes me feel alive.

6.my caffeine intake is a problem. six months off didn't help it any.

7.wehn you siwtch aornud the ltteres lkie tihs I neevr ntoice.

8.I really wish I could beat some one at ultimate tic-tac-toe. just once? please?

9.christmas break is so close I can almost taste it and the lack of snow is starting to concern me. the later it comes the later it stays, and I am against snow in june.

10.my brain is tired and I bet I am out before 10:30, again, after sleeping the last three days.

that is all.
taylor.

Any one else think these tights are the bee's knees?


also, do bees even have knees? and if so, why are they so cool?

I am young and I am invincible and I am alive.

I like things loud. My music, my voice, my arguments, my car. I refuse to pass through quietly.

I like things bright. My hair, my nails, my clothes, my thoughts. I refuse to show a watered down version.

I like things different. My habits, my personality, my quarks, my friends. I refuse to conform to what everyone else is doing.

I like things unpredictable. My adventures, my day, my conversations, my mood. I refuse to waste my life spending my time on repeat.

I like things spicy. I like things exciting. I like things happening. I like things interesting. I like things new. I like things happy. I like things.

I am young and I am invincible and I am alive and I like it that way.

Today I took a five hour nap. Not quite five hours, but close enough. four hours and 56 minutes. see? that is plenty close to five hours. and now, it is night time and I am not sleepy anymore. I wish it would just be morning already.

School starts again in the morning. and that part isn't so exciting. the oh so exciting part comes in that once school starts again, there are only three weeks till christmas break. see? oh so exciting. I cannot wait until Christmas. it has got to be the most wonderful holiday in the universe.

I am in love with every single aspect of it. I am in love with the lights and ornaments and tinsel that make every thing sparkly. I am in love with the snow (at least until christmas is over) that makes sledding and snowball fights possible and leads to hot chocolate and blankets in front of the fire. I am in love with the music that sings of peace on earth and good will to men and other things that are so great and idealistic and only exist in the spirit of christmas. I am in love with christmas cookies and christmas parties and christmas sweaters.

I am in love with gift wrap and bows and boxes and bags. I am in love with sneaking presents around cloak and dagger style. I am in love with the suspense of christmas eve and the sleep over with my sisters on that night. I am in love with the cheesy christmas movies that play on TV all month long. I am in love with trips to temple square and trips to the McFate's. I am in love with pepermint and gingerbread and gumdrops.

I am just generally in love with the entire season.

that is all.
taylor.

I do enjoy writing. and apparently I'm crazy also.

I do sometimes sound very crazy. I say things like "we like this" and "we must have hear you wrong." when it should just be "I did this" and "I must have heard you wrong." and when i say those things people look at me like I'm crazy. which, you know, if understandable. except the voices in my head are my characters, and so I don't feel like that makes me crazy.

it probably does.

any way. . .

i do most of my writing in my head. i would much rather sit and think about the chapter for a week or two or maybe even a month or two before trying to write it than to sit down and just go with it. i like to think about it, plot it out, decide who says what when, and get it all perfect in my head a few dozen times before i ever put a word down on paper and then once i put my fingers to my keyboard i can pull all of that out of my head in a few hours and get a very nice chapter.

i've been in that thinking stage for the rewrite of the first chapter of marks for about a month now. okay, more like two months but that is okay. and you know what? i am still not ready to put the words down. i haven't had enough time to really thing. i haven't had any time where i can turn off the lights and close my eyes and listen while my characters run dialog. i haven't had enough time to go take a walk and let the logistics fall into place with the beat of my feet. i haven't had time to sit in my car and watch every move they make and every expression that crosses their faces.

my brain has been distracted by thoughts of edgar allen poe and systems of equations and sisters and sickness and holidays. and my time had been taken up by homework and clothes and naps and cookies and new cds and over all things that are good in nature but very bad for me in the way that they take up my brain space. i really need to get caught up on sleep and homework and then take christmas break (which is not nearly close enough) to do things like go running in the cold and driving in the dark and thinking and plotting and dialog-running.

that is all.
taylor.

Well. . .
I'm about to rant about my period and the strange things it does to me. If you are like me father and don't want to know anything about this and the word period made you feel awkward, I apologize. Stop reading. If you do want to know, I question you but go ahead and read. You will be glad you aren't me right now.


First off. My ovaries are exploding. and if you weren't aware, explosions in your belly are not fun. I can't imagine anyone would think they were. I mean, go watch a nice action movie (I suggest Battle: LA) and watch those explosions. Then picture that happening inside of your belly. Fun, isn't it?

Next. Mother Nature decided it would be fun to throw in a bunch of crazy hormones to the box when she sent your monthly gift. So on top of being in pain, I am cranky. And I yell at people. and then I cry. and then I go off and try to eat my boyfriends face. only not really, I just think about it. then cry because he was busy and couldn't come get a soda with me during lunch. and then my clothes fell off in the car, and I was glad he wasn't there, because that would not be appropriate in any way.

And because that isn't enough. I get to be so tired that I cannot even see straight. too tired, in fact, to sleep at all. and I have not slept for more than 10 minutes in the last two days. that isn't healthy. and it defiantly doesn't help with the 'emotional wreck' thing I was talking about a few minutes ago.

It is a good thing break starts tomorrow and I don't have to go to school. I can't be held accountable for my actions during my 'time of the month.'

that is all.
best of luck.
taylor.

Mike,

send an email to the following address to get your next destination.

hanna_banana38@yahoo.com

love,
me.

p.s. please no one else email her. thanks.

I've decided to be thankful this week in honor of thanksgiving. My friends are great and they don't hear that enough, so I am going to leave them all a message somewhere, saying why I love them, and why I am thankful for them. The messages will come in different ways, but they will come. I'll report back in a week.