When my thumb felt like falling off.

I had a very traumatic experience happen this morning.

Here is was minding my own business, finishing the rest of my milk and yogurt in the fridge before i leave for home for Christmas break when i noticed a weird lookin' pop can.

it got shoved to the back of the fridge and apparently froze. so of course what do i do when i see something weird?

exhibit b- i take pictures of it.

well once again i was minding my own business, gonna chuck the DP away. so i pick it up and it decides to ATTACK ME! it exploded in my hand. and i thought i was gonna die. or at least cry.

the top part hit my thumb and made it swell up to the size of Tennessee... okay really just the size of my big toe. and it is bright red and has blisters.

this is what my kitchen looks like now (well before i cleaned it up and after the can exploded)

so this is my story. Has a frozen pop can ever exploded on you?

here it is on the ceiling.

here's some on the floor.

seriously it went all over the entire kitchen!

that white thing. yeah not a glare. it's a blister. this is after the swelling went down.

lesson learned- never grab a frozen pop can to try to take a picture of it 'cause it looks funny. Because if you do, it will explode in your hand burning you in the process and make your thumb swell up to the size of your big toe with blisters on it.

SO not happening

This is all my i have to say about blind date #1.

ummm...... not my vision of a cowboy. He swore. He never opened the door for me. (in fact, when i droped me off he just stopped the car. i got out and he started driving away before i had time to shut the door) He parked his motorcycle in his living room. I told him i got burnt from a motorcycle when i was little on my thigh. He wanted me to show it to him. ummm.. HECK NO! He made his grandma pay for the parking tickets he got while driving her car. He had huge holes in his jeans that you could see his garments. He was kinda rude and called me scum. literally. not kidding. I have bad luck with guys.

okay, i'm done venting.

on the bright side Ashley's date was really cute with her. he taught her how to play the guitar and took her out on a deserted road and in his camero drove about 120 MPH! I'm glad they had fun.

At least i have more things to add to my list of things i'm not looking for in a guy right?

I could practically be a doctor now. And also a very bad art historian.

FINALS

the word dreaded by all college students everywhere.

for me (being an art major and all) my 2 studio classes i didn't have finals in. Just a final project. which is much less stressful than studying my guts out all week long like i did for art history and biology.... but mainly art history.

this is how i feel about Art history- i cringe at the sight.

I don't think i did awful on the test though. so that's a plus.

Good news! I got an 88 on my biology final! Which means i'll have an a in the class overall! woohooo! This means that i am ready for med school..... :P

In my drawing class we have to turn in all of our work (from the entire semester! boo!) which is like a bajillion and a half papers. this is probably an understatement. It's actually more like 2.75 cajillion (this is more than a bajillion cause it starts with a c) :P

But i'm done organizing it so don't even worry about it.

So i kinda sorta have a blind date tonight. Anna set ashley and i up. i texted the kid on saturday night for a bit and good news again!!! wait for it. wait for it....

HE'S A COWBOY!

Woot!

we'll see how it goes. He seems really nice though. I've never been on a blind date before.... that i can remember at least. hmmmm.

good news #3- my bishopric (who are like the coolest people in all the world) is giving us all pizza tonight! Why? because they are cool and would rather us study than cook on finals monday night.... which i don't have to study anymore cause i'm DONE!

I just love the end of the semester

Funny fact- over the last 3 days i've lost my point and shoot camera about 15 times. But i've always found it. My name is in it so if i ever really really lose it for real i would hope it would get returned to me. So i'm losing my mind 'cause of finals and then Betsy thought it would be hilarious to hide my camera from me to make me think i lost it. I have one thing to say about this: Good One.

that's all.

Happy Finals Week everyone!

Mattress surfing is an olympic sport in P4

Funniest thing yesterday. We wanted to have a slumber party in the living room and wanted to bring our mattresses downstairs.
So why not ride them down the stairs. It was hilarious. the mattresses were like the exact same length as the stairs were wide so they would get stuck and we'd slide down the mattress and tumble down the stairs. it was great.



it was awesome! i just loved it.

so then we watched she's the man on our mattresses in the living room.

mine is the super poofy one. i LOVE my down comforter. :D with all my <3 href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4sRjqKozLLOOLyuQoWmK8gegGadgQASxM23UZfjruS-m937GrO6z-Hh6LzewPMKkyXkmDOB_5BLcvSYvkyZ5NEWlOtUM5G_dxKgxTdgwScVTf-QeUVXW-QcEu4SE-jGJdHDY73cN2mAs/s1600/DSCN1692.JPG">




we made mexican food too. the rice cooker wouldn't stay on the cook part so Tara put a fork in it to keep it down.


we also played some pranks. The old side of the farm got new doors and the old doors were just lying around. so we took them and placed them against the new doors and range the door bells. so then when they opened the door there would be another door. it was grand.

that was my night, it was FANTASTIC!

Don't worry everyone, I'm still a VL in dreams.

raise your hands if you've ever had a dream where it felt real. raise your hands if you you've ever had a dream where it ended and you didn't want it to.
i hate it when this happens. so frustrating!
So once upon a time i went to my last class of the semester and came home to celebrate with a nap. And i had one of the most amazing dreams i've ever had. So i had a dream that i was coming home from school and was waiting for the bus to take me home. Only this helicopter bus thing came. and only four people could fit on it. But i was first in line so i got on and sat next to this really attractive guy.
the end.




JK! ha ha
i didn't know it at the time but apparently he was my boyfriend. cause when i sat down he put his hand on my thigh. And even though i didn't know who he was in my dream this act didn't freak me out like it would normally. he started talking to me and he practically knew me better than i know myself. (which is why i think he was my boyfriend) anyways it was like the worlds longest ride but i did not care in the slightest. It was the BEST bus/helicopter ride in the world.

he smelt very good. and had pretty eyes and light brownish hair. and he was just plain adorable. So i don't remember how it ended but i do remember him holding my hand and then i woke up.
FOR REAL!!? I didn't even get to kiss him goodbye yet!

there aren't too many guys around these part made like they used to be made. And i could tell that he was a keeper. So i kinda kinda (okay hold the kinda) felt like being sad when i woke up. Cause these things just don't ever happen to me. First i'm on a flying bus and second he was adorable and had an adorable personality too.

Anyways that's my dream. And i am gonna keep an eye out for him. maybe i should come up with a plan for what i'll say.

Till Christmas break-1 biology test, 1 art history test, 1 portfolio review. 4 days, but who's counting??

Have a dream filled night everyone!

O my heavens i just love life.

you make my heart sing.

Remember how i have this undying love for cowboys? well it had kind of left a little bit in the last few months due to every cowboy i've met on campus wasn't really that great. (dirty mouths, non RM's, not even close to how they are in my books) My heart broke at this knowledge because it seemed to me that if i was going to find myself my "perfect" man he was going to be a cowboy. Don't get me wrong, i Still feel like my perfect cowboy is out there. But my opinion of cowboys just weren't the same. That is until this morning when i was walking to campus.
raining. my hood was on. my head was semi-down (to not get rained on) and then i look up. BAM! Cowboy. walking toward me. we made eye contact and he got a big grin on his face. (i sweat i'm not exaggerating!) so i smile big back. well as we get closer to each other i swear he was gonna ask me to marry him (in which i would have replied "YES!") but he didn't.:( but!... he put his fingers to his cowboy hat, nodded his head and said, "how do you do?"

(yes i know this kid isn't really a cowboy. but it was kinda like this. only much less gay like and much more cowboy like)

AH!!!!!! i know. i never ever ever thought in a million years this would happen to me. but it did. i was swooned and replied with a studdered "goo ood ho ow are yoo u?" smooth Brianna. Real smooth. But i guess it could be worse. I could have said something embarrassing like admitted how cute i thought he was though.... so i guess i did pretty good. :D But speaking of cute. he was SO handsome! sigh. so so so so attractive. like he walked out of my dreams handsome. he was about 6 feet tall and had dark brown hair and blue eyes like none other. a little scruff but not much. a lovely brown plaid button up shirt, with a belt buckle and those tight cowboy jeans we all love. :D



i can tell that he would have been chivalrous and completely amazing. But i probably won't ever see him again. But don't worry this gives me the hope that i had lost that cowboys are still the perfect type of guy. :D I wish this would happen everyday.