Creep-Tacular :]

Sarah and I had way too much fun tonight.... here's proof :P

This is Sarah's rendition of Giselle singing 'True Love's Kiss' from 'Enchanted'... in the dress I made, thank you very much *applause*

Also, here is me having too much fun w/ my 'Joker' costume :}

Homecoming....

Was way fun!!

We PWND New Mexico Military and smashed their sorry trash into the ground!

Here are some pix from the game and the dance.... we won 58-12, btw ;]

GO BADGERS!!!!!!!!!!


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Steve, me, Buster, Tiffany, and Aaron

The Haka!

Aaron & Tiffany

Steve and I

Aaron modeling his snazzy tux and Steve about to punch his lights out XD

Him smart :P

And we're hot XD

The Taste of Death is Sweet Upon My Tongue...

I made 'Death by Chocolate' Cake last night. I shared it with B8.

We all died.


Here are some pictures before we perished from the overt chocolatyness

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Whoa there space cadet... o.0

^^ Deanna is cute

And so is Tilly :]

o.0 .. uhm...... :]

One more bite?! GAH!! I can' do it cap'n!! We don' have the powuhrr!!!

Smells Like TeenSpirit o.0

Yesterday we had great fun!

Sarah, Jessica, Deanna, and I went to 'the mall' ... i.e. WalMart o.0 and did some basic shopping. All was good and well until Sarah spotted a 2-for-1 on a certain brand of deodorant. So we took a little detour and spent the next 10 minutes getting high on Lady SpeedStick o.0

HEY!! We live in Ephraim! Freaking Podunk, USA! We have to make our own entertainment around these parts!

:P

My Article on the Demolition Derby :]

‘More fun Than Kicking a Dead Chicken!’
-Erica Rawley

Unfortunately, though I’ve never had the opportunity to kick a dead chicken, I’m going to take a shot in the dark and say that the Demolition Derby at the Sanpete County Fair this past Thursday was, in fact, a whole heck of a lot more fun than kicking dead foul. Actually, before Thursday I’d never had the opportunity to go to a Demolition Derby, either. Ah the joys living in a small town brings to your life!

It was quite an adventure just getting into the Derby. Jessica, my trusty photographer (and roommate), and I got to the Derby about half an hour before it was scheduled to start, but little did we know that 1. You needed a ticket to get in and 2. The tickets were sold out.

WOOHOO!

So I pulled the “I’m with the ‘paper’” card, batted my eyelashes and they let us in! I knew I loved small-town people for a reason.

Anyways, so the two announcers bantered back and forth about their awesomeness, the awesomeness of the rodeo royalty, and how much they were looking forward to the awesome destruction that was about to commence. Call me crazy but from what I gathered, I think they thought it was going to be pretty freaking awesome.

And then finally, after twenty years of waiting, the dilapidated cars bounced their way into the tire-encased dirt arena; engines growling, idling in some sort of special Derby arrangement, like cop dogs that wait ever so patiently for the command of their officer to let them loose to rip into the flesh of the perpetrator. And then their moment came; the announcers counted down from three and they were off! Flinging giant rooster tails of dirt and kicking up insane amounts of dust. I loved it! And after the first two or three cars flipped over and got stuck on the tires surrounding the arena, I got sidetracked by the people around me. The cute little snot that kept kicking me in the back, the munchkin and his little sister that played on the fence, and the cuties with their fun little light saber-jobs; I think I had more fun watching them enjoy themselves than watching the cars smash into each other like bumper cars on acid.

After one of the heats, the car that got the last smash jumped out of his car, ripped off his helmet, and dashed over to the fence to hug his baby girl. That was the best part of the night. Yes watching testosterone driven cars speed around crashing into each other is great fun, but when you really get down to it, being outside and spending time with your family and friends is really what it’s all about. In such a small, out of the way community such as Manti-Ephraim, good entertainment is hard to come by. But when everyone pulls together and makes fun out of seemingly mundane things, that’s when true fun is had and priceless memories are made.

My Hometown has more than one stop light :]

Hey people!!!

Sorry for not writing... our modem went out so :( yeah... no 'net in our apartment so I'm forced to use computers in less private spaces. 'Cept for now, cuz I'm typing on my dad's computer.

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YAY!!!!!!!!


WE'RE HOME FOR LABOR DAY!!!!!!!!!


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So yeah, Jessica, Sarah, Deanna, Aaron, and I came home yesterday afternoon and we're never going back to Ephraim!!!

Haha.. jk, we're leaving for E-town late Monday afternoon. :P


If I had my news article on this computer I'd totally put it up.. but I don't... so I can' :(


Anyways... My fam. is having some sort of bbq or something tomorrow night, so I'm going to see if I can't take pictures and then I'll post those up!

Laterz!!!


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Boys are DUMB!!! o.0

So... we were totally just HAD by our neighbors in B10!!!

They (4 crazy guys) come a knockin' at our door and say that they are supposed to move in here. That they just checked in and were told to move their junk into C16. And then they proceeded to tell us that we moved into the wrong apartment! That they just got back from Iraq and had reserved this particular apartment over a year ago!

And we totally bought it!!!

So we invited them in for until they could get ahold of the night manager cuz we didn't want them outside all alone and cold and.. blah blah blah...

But they refuse a sit on our couch and leave.... and then the cute one.. the 'spokesman' if you will, of the group comes back not even one minute later and tells us that we were just punk'd!!!

They live in B10 (right across the freaking grass patch from us!!!) and they just wanted to tell us that they were single.

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Boys are dumb


Case and point.