Love Story (Taylor Swift) Viva La Vida (Coldplay)

Well if you are an appreciator of blogs you already love Taza and I found this at her place. Anyhow. Wow.
Oh John Schmidt... you make geeky piano zoobs so incredibly handsome. How delightful would it be to have a talented hubsy that entertained you all evening with something such as this little delight?

At 3:30am my Mum asked if I was on drugs...
She was being serious.
At first I was SO mad. Like way mad. And I once saw this episode of Moesha (this really weird show starring Brandi on nickelodeon) and her parents found weed in her house and accused her of smoking pot and she swore up and down it wasn't hers. So they said, "Well then just take a drug test." And Moesha refused because she felt like she deserved some respect and trust. In the end-- the weed-- was her little brothers!!!!!! DUN DUN DUN.
Yeah... so when she asked me I was like, "Are you kidding me? I'm not even going to answer you." Of course that was just BRILLIANT cause then Mum was all, "So you won't promise me you AREN'T doing drugs?" And I was like "No! I won't!"
Okay so that was really dumb of me to go all Moesha on her.... I blame my weirdness on the insomnia.

Okay, okay. So I realize Mum has a reason or two to wonder. Besides the obvious, I was wandering around the house in my nickers trying to get hold of the internet company in the middle of the night.

In my defense, I have been complaining of this insomnia for years and years. But really the reason I was awake is because I've been freaking out over this Anatomy lab exam I have in an hour... I have studied like MAD and nothing is sticking.

So. In the end, Mum apologized for calling me a crack whore and I apologized for calling her a melodramatic crazy hoverer.

Pretty much all is well at the Freestones again and we will be continuing on with our Grey's Anatomy marathon later today. (We started from the beginning and it's Mum's first time. She's OBSESSED! So weird. I've never seen her love Television)

I want I want I want

this:

where oh where do I find it people!??!?!

Wedding Photographer: Ashley Thalman

Blah.

oh and just for the record so people don't think im so very rude...
I haven't been IGNORING Madison's calls.
I'm with T-Mobile and in Monticello we only have a Verizon tower so pretty much I have to be standing in the road on main street holding a metal rod biting on aluminum foil reflecting mirrors from the sun -- to get service.

i cant upload a video

i'm annoyed. molly help.

i'm going to kill you

molly!!!! you are freaking out for no reason!!!! AAAHHHHHH
and you wont call me back!!!
i'm so frustrated!
i.. i... i'm too frustrated to type. i'm going to break the key board.

I've been blue cause I am "untalented".
Last night the Freestone's told me I was in fact talented, then listed off my many many talents.
I have the most boring talents.
And on top of everything, I'm weird.

(And not the cool kind of weird)

oh fun.

Notte Sento (English subtitles) from napdan on Vimeo.

4500 photographs were used to make this fabulous short film.

oh fun.

Notte Sento (English subtitles) from napdan on Vimeo.

Horrible things are happening

His name is Will. I hate him.

Madi is back in Mormon land II (Gilbert) and already our marriage is falling apart.

Okay so what if he is a dreamy eyed RM?

Do you know what he said to me on facebook?

Him: So I see you and Madi are married...
Me: Yes but our marriage is only recognized in some states.
Him: Well how can I compete with that?
Me: You can't! Don't even think about trying.
Him: Oh I will compete. And I'm going to win!

I told him to go buy some skinnies.
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I want the kissing to STOP!

It's a ragamuffin Saturday...

and I LOVE it.

awkward

Today in Anatomy when I made a stupid comment, a group of Blanding High School students who take college classes laughed at me. Like, not with me, At me! Under their breath kind of.

Usually this really wouldn't bother me. I'm quite used to being laughed at. I once peed in the coloring books isle of Wal-mart. I was 19.
I also on one or two or seven occasions threw up at a buffet when our table of cheerleaders mixed a plate full of "a little bit of everything."
I also like to sing at the top of my lungs to the songs they play at the market.... (it's really a great selection of songs. locals: notice sometime)

But today I was really bugged. I must be PMS'ing cause I turned around and said, "Excuse me, are you really LAUGHING at me?"

And they all just looked into their books like little sheep!

Only about 5 minutes later, the only boy in the group said, "What is this bone called? Dinosaurula?" And they all laughed...... and I realized that his joke was just as lame as my comment/outburst/sing-song about green beret's. So when I was leaving I turned around and said, "Oh hey you guys. I'm pretty sure you cracked some lame jokes today, well especially you (the boy) and I didn't make fun of or laugh at you so... I'd appreciate it if you could show a little maturity. I realize you are only high school students but this is college. Have some respect."

I was so proud of myself. Until I called Madi and she laughed at me for like an hour... She said I make things so "awkward." She's right. But I do it because I don't get embarrassed easily and I hope they do. Now I keep replaying everything in my head and I'm pretty sure I didn't come out on top. Even though it felt so very good.

Here's the thing. Once upon a time on a "cheer trip", we were stopped at a convenient store/fast food restaurant and in front of our long line of hairspray and eye liner were these two women. One of these women was wearing a grungy tank top and had obviously not taken a shower in days. To make matters worse, this woman was morbidly obese; the kind of obese you only see occasionally... the kind where you have to force yourself to stare at something else...

It wasn't like we were "making fun" of her. Really, we weren't. But of course, each one of us somehow communicated to our peers that we couldn't believe what we were seeing. Just by glancing from the woman, to the ground, to our friends, and only letting our eyes mock as much as our lips wanted to.

As we finished up our food and headed back for the bus the woman who had accompanied our earlier subject of stares, thoughts, silent discussion, and disgust blocked my path and pointed her finger in my face. I'm sure the confrontation only lasted a few seconds, but I remember feeling my neck begin to burn as I watched the girls trail ahead with out even realizing I had been stopped. I can not put into words how mortified I was when that woman said to me, "You and your friends ought to be ashamed of yourselves. You hurt an innocent person today for your own narcissistic pleasure. You remember this, what goes around comes around."
And THAT ladies and gentlemen is why I starve myself from time to time... as well as why I would never ever ever marry Linc Pehrson... (don't get me wrong, he is now one of my most favorite amigos from Monticello)but one time in 8th grade as they wheeled up to the stage the girl with fetal alcohol syndrome after she won Homecoming Princess or whatever it was, Linc made fun of her.... And I KNOW if I were to marry him, I would have at least one retarded child and many many emotional teenage daughters that constantly get picked on my some brah in school..... of course when I told Linc I would never marry him because of that he laughed at me...(Awkward) At that point, we were still one anothers arch nemesis.

Why are we this way? How disgusting it is that we have to put others down to make ourselves feel better. Why do we so easily forget that the greatest personal satisfaction comes from MAKING someones day? Why is it so hard for us to let others be happy?

I know I shouldn't have reacted the way I did today.
"blah blah blah, act, don't react"
I KNOW those CHILDREN (I can say children, I'm 21 now) mean nothing to me. So why did I let this get to me? I'd like to think that a part of me wanted them to experience that same feeling of shame that I did back in the convenient store... but really I'm pretty sure I was just PMSing.

i want to play volleyball!

as we all know molly hates volleyball but i dont give a crap!
i wanted to play tonight and my sister ruined everything.
now i'm sitting on the computer and will is ending my recording of locked up abroad 15 minutes before it ends, so he can watch a stupid basketball game.
thanks ashley. thanks a lot.
i need to excercise!! i feel like my body has no energy, because i have been lazy all day. volleyball would have been nice. (beach volleyball that is)
anyways... lets talk about advertising.
it is hard! who knew owning your own business would be so hard?? ha
but my business cards are freakin sweet, and my advertisments look awesome too, thanks to uncle rich.
but anyways, i'm bored. This sucks.

The good news: Pretty sure I've hit puberty.
The bad news: Still wearing training bras.

I love my kitty so so so so so so so so much.
And no matter now nicely I ask my daddy to please be nice to it, and to please stop cracking jokes about killing it, he won't.

Dad.
You're making me really mad.
I don't like you very much right now.
I don't kick the books you own but never ever ever read.
Love you,
meow.
Molly.

minus the elvis costume

When or if I do get married...
I'm running away to Vegas.

The mormon spin-off of eloping.

bridezilla

Alright,
this is so caddy and rude and I will most likely delete this post in a few hours because San Juan County is VERY small..... if you know what I mean.
Anyhow, on with my caddiness.
So This comment popped up in my "news feed" on facebook just barely and I laughed. Out loud.
To be honest I don't even know the girl who is saying this. She is from Blanding, the neighboring town to Monticello. If we are facebook friends I suppose its just because we have mutual friends or something.
So this is the comment written to her friend that showed up in my feed.

"I know!!! Totally marriage fever huh!!! haha I will be posting a picture soon of my ring. It's so pretty, but so simple... so me! haha But I will get that up as fast as I can so you can have a look see :)"

"so pretty, but so simple... so me!"

um..... well, we don't have to worry about low self esteem with this little lady now do we?

My Sisters Keeper

ah!
chills im so excited.
if you haven't read the book, read it. ESPECIALLY before you see this movie.

yummy. Have you seen the new Chanel No. 5 film? I'm just loving it for so many reasons.
a. Audrey Tautou
b. whoever HE is
c. the story line
d. the colors
e. the lovely billie holiday song, "I'm a fool to love you"
Bon Appetit!

Although I must admit, I kind of find Chanel No. 5 to smell matronly.... maybe that's why I haven't had this hunk sweep me off my feet yet!

Elimination.

Religious Protest.

Celebration.

Starving.

Moonwalk.

Suspect.

The Great Depression

Black and White

For the Freestone's

Touchdown

true genius

"Nong qua, nong qua" (Too hot, too hot)

I appreciate those images that make you gasp; the images that seem to define a time, an event, or even our existence.

It's a shame the camera wasn't invented in prehistoric times. I can't even begin to imagine...


The Unknown Rebel

I dont know... flickr it.

When I'm uber bored (we're talking bored enough to say uber) I surf flickr.


This is a meth lab that belongs to a gay person. (I would assume)


The 1984 Toyota Tercel. This isn't MINE, but I get fuzzy warm feelings when I think of that little blue 2 door I got brought home from the hospital in. It was my mums first car, which she got brand new after graduating from High School in 1984. We both cried when we parted ways with our beloved little pop can. Honest and truly, in all sincerity, if I could find a "reliable" 1984 Toyota Tercel, I would snatch it up and be as happy as any other girl driving around in a Bentley.

Ana and Drizy

My least favorite song in the entire world is A Love without end, Amen by George Strait.

My Dad has three children from a previous marriage. This is their song. I realize that they are entitled to their own song, now. However, when I was a little girl I didn't understand it.

I wanted them to like me SO much. They loved when the song came on the radio. They would turn it up really loud and sing along. One time I joined in. Whoops! Big mistake.

Thankfully, my older siblings were kind enough and willing to educate me.
It was a song between the four of them.

Growing up, I wanted so terribly to have the relationship they had with my Dad. I wanted a song. I wanted a nickname. I wanted memories. I wanted that father-daughter bond.

This story does have a happy ending. My dad and I have a gazillion songs. While Molls is a pretty drab nickname, its mine. Sometimes when friends of my dad meet me, they call me Molls, and it makes me smile.

Still, when that old George Strait song comes on the radio, I have to change it. It's not mine, and to be honest with you, I don't want it.
It's theirs, and I understand. Its been so hard to learn what's mine, what's theirs, what's ours. Fortunately for me, I love what's mine.

What's your least favorite song and why? Even if it's just because it's obnoxious!

Dear Mum

The truth is
I laugh my very hardest when I'm alone with you (don't worry, im moving on with out details).

Today it made my day when you said I was the sweetest kindest most gentle spirit you've ever known, as well as a little "brat".
Thanks for letting me sing at the top of my lungs in the car for hours and hours and hours for the last 21 years.
Thanks for having better "hipster" taste in clothing than I do-- there, I said it.
Earlier, when you said, "I watched one of them nearly suck the life out of my little girl," for the first time, I slightly understood, simply cause you slightly understood.
I promise I want the important things. I wont settle. But as far as all the other things go-- it wouldn't be settling if I liked one type over another. It would simply be different. And we all know I've always been--different.

I promise I wont settle.
So don't worry.
Love, Monique.

Cute prints on ETSY

sacred heart

loved.
scrubs.
i don't want it to be over:( but if it HAS to end, I couldn't have wished for a better finale.

3am

Dear Eminem,
I remember when it was cool to like you.
I remember listening to your music and feeling so rebellious.
I found your complete lack of respect for anyone other than yourself and Haylee to be so bad a.
Just saw your latest music video....
and welp,you scared the shih out of me and while I don't like rap these days anyhow, I've decided to boycott you.
Freak.
Love always,
Molly

dame mas gasolina

Dear Mum and Daddy,
May I please light our house on fire?
I'll make it look like an accident, and I will make sure no one is inside when it happens.
Love,
Your sweet daughter,
Molly

Please oh Please!

I'll have children if you promise to give me a daughter with a free spirit, a strong will, a passion for beauty, a believing heart, an excruciating frown, a heart stopping smile, and a sing song voice.

it could be worse.

Instead of blogging,
I've been blog surfing.
Indulge in THESE lovelys.
Swish and Swanky
The Unicorn Diaries

paint me white.

I haven't suggested books in quite some time. It makes sense because I haven't read much besides a textbook in months. Fortunately, with my last final being last wednesday, I found myself with the time energy and desire to read! After watching Australia, the movie (and being completely lost) my Dad suggested I read Mutant Message Down Under by Marlo Morgan; a fascinating story of one woman's journey on a walkabout with a group of aborigines.

Before reading this book, I only knew aborigines were freaky looking people that lived in the outback and refused to live a civilized lifestyle.
After reading this book, I cant help but wish I were kidnapped by Aborigines and taken on a very long walkabout.
I also cant help but wish a few people in my life would also be taken on a long, very very long walkabout.
What a fascinating culture. Seriously. They are so intune with nature, the spirit, and themselves that telepathy isn't unbelievable. They have no secrets. They don't lie. If the person incharge of finding food isn't in tune with the spirit that day, they starve. They have nothing. They CHOOSE to have nothing.

Happy birthday!!!!!!

You have been the most amazing friend anyone could ask for!!
I don't know where I would be without you.
when we first became friends we knew we were the same! The same person!! I would feel so alone without you!
I'm so proud of you and all you have accomplished, going to school and getting it all right.
You have always been there for me and I'm so thankful for that!
I knew the first time we hung out that we would be good friends, but really I had no idea I had just found the bestest friend i would ever have!
We're 21 now and I think we have been through way more than most people our age.
I hope you had an awesome birthday!
I miss you so much and wish I could have been there for your birthday!!!
I love you!!!!

Love
Madison

meh. I've had better. I've had worse.