shaved legs

when im in the shower, i think of my best ideas. so i want someone to invent me a waterproof tape recorder so i can record my ideas and then write them down when i get out. if i try to wait till i get out of the shower i dont sound as good.

shower = me really insightful, eloquent, and interesting.

thats all.

a blog in which i say "boyfriend" too many times.

Today was a pretty good day.

i woke up.

i ate some cereal.

chatted online with my superhotttt boyfriend.

ran some errands with my mom.

picked out early birthday presents.

came home.

and then rode bikes with said boyfriend and his friend Dallin.

Dallin is a precious boy.

then i ate a lot, la lala,

oh. and wrecked kyle.s hair.

despite the fact that i, just last month, gave kyle william challis the most awesome haircut of his young adult life.... i ruined his hair. i lost confidence and then we just buzzed it all off. poor hair. iloved that hair. it was so blonde and wavy and covered his forehead in such a pleasant way. how could i ruin his hair? I am so intensely displeased with myself words can not discribe it. part of me died a little. i let kyle down. i let myself down. now he has to face his mom. his dad. six siblings. a sister in law. a brother in law. 3 nieces. all his nerd friends. good thing he works from home. now he will never have to show his boss. my poor buzz head boyfriend. i kept saying "im so sorry. dont hate me!" over and over. probably one thousand times in an hour. i called him on the phone. i texted it. i facebooked it. i bloggeed about it. Its just hair, christene. you will live. he will live. yeah... im not convincing myself too well. also, he is not convincing me. by the way- i have the nicest most sincere boyfriend with the biggest heart you will ever meet. besides being a total babe- he still loves me when i totally butcher his hair and whine about it all night. Then i started feeling bad like he would think he was unattractive with no hair. then i whined some more about how he was soooo cute and i still liked him. more dont hate me whines. im so secure when i make mistakes. and he just kissed me --jk i have never kissed a boy!! -- no, he hugged me and said he liked it better that way.

and that, everyone else, is how i somehow am dating the coolest boy in the universe. no- that is only a small microscopic example. and even though i keep losing all hope in everything i remember that good things really do happen to good people.

oh and then i attempted to sleep. because i get to take my cousin to the airport at 7 am.....

zac efron probably has a crush on me.

i cant swallow very well even after day four of antibiotics- which is probably a bad sign. other than the fact that i have been sick for 2 weeks now and my work hours got cut down [not because of my lack of good work but because not enough kids signed up for camp, OK! haha]- which seemed impossible- i have sewed a dress and managed to squirm my way out of cleaning my room, doing anything responsible, and sleeping wayyy less than a sick person should. that, my friend, is summer break. and you would think that the summer i turned 22 should be more responsible, but.... lets wait until my birthday [july 14, ahemmm] and THEN ill whip out the responsibility and be a real grown up. because then ill be a menace to society [jk.] until then... who wants to play!! hahaha [the sick part is really discouraging. but ill get better, promise!]