i've used 571 tissues today.

sometimes you have to stick Kleenex up your nose in order for you to get some work done.

so what? i'm grumpy.

sometimes you're grumpy. why are you grumpy? because the world gives you this big long list of reasons to be grumpy. what are those reasons? i'll tell you..

• you wanna go to bed, but you know you need to load the dishes because it's your duty as a roommate to do your assigned chore on the assigned day. but how the heck do you load the dishes when they aren't unloaded and you're too nice to say anything to your other roommate so you just do them yourself, cuz you're just annice person like that and you don't want anybody to know that, in reality, you are effin tired and you just want to go to bed.
• feeling like crying, but not wanting to look like a crazy person, because your roommates don't know you that well yet. The emotions are reaching their peak. i see waterworks in the near future.
• a runny nose in the middle of a math lesson and no tissues. sniffing only works for so long then you're happy you wore a black shirt.
• when your roomates don't save any broccoli or cauliflower for you. meanies.
• annoying boys that can't keep their mouths shut and have to tell the whole world that your old roommates smoked weed and that you said you didn't like them and a girl who was not your roommate but was friends with your old one and is also on your team is standing right there listening. IDIOT! can you not freakin tell that the look my face is telling you to shut the hole in your ugly, fat head? flippin bear larva!
• the cookie that you were saving for later tastes like cinnomon gum becasue you let it sit too close to the cinnamon gum.
• the pineapple soda that you wanted to taste just like JONES pineapple creme soda just doesn't do it for you
• your coach forces you to do 4 hours of practice, that at first you don't think is all that bad then you get home and realize that the false reality has cracked and all the muscles in your body are making you writhe in pain and you feel as though you're experiencing the back labor of a woman pre-epidural on the birthing table.
• and even though you have said pain, you still have to do said dishes
• you keep drinking said soda wishing that it tasted better
• the Ben and Jerry's peanut butter cup ice crfeam you saved for later has all the peanut butter cups eaten out of it. ARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
• no matter how much you eat you are still hungry and wish your body didn't crave chocolate and raw cookie dough this time of night
• a 9 page research/persuasive essay is due and you have no desire to sit down and do it
• you need to half an hour of cardio everyday, but you didn't do it for a few days and it got easier to just not do it, and now you're out of habit and all you want to do is suck it up and do it, but then you remember how sweaty and smelly you get and that you might end up doing more at practice that day anyway so what's the point. then you don't and you feel lazy and say you'll do it tomorrow but you don't.
• you wanna cook a gourmet meal, but you're debit card will be in a wheelchair for a year if you even consider spending that much money.
• you don't have a T.V. and you can't keep up with the Kardashians or watch anything else, so you're forced to go over to other peoples house where you get sucked in and forced to stay for 2.5 hours longer than what you wanted to originally, because again, you're just too dang nice to say anything
• when you're too dang nice to say anything and it causes you a hecka large amount of problems
• when you eat the last of your dill pickle sun flower seeds
• when you keep forgetting to take your online quiz for the easiest class on your schedule so you look stupid and lazy.
• when you run out of almond milk and have to substitute it for normal dairy milk and you know you're gonna have gas later
• when you're gonna have to get weighed in front of all the skinny twigs you run around with everyday. males included.
• when you're tired of beating yourself up over you're body image and wish it would just listen to what you're telling it to do.
• being scared that you'll never find a husband and that your mom is right, that you're too critical and that you're gonna push away the right guy, then you'll be alone till your 40 and the widowers come out looking for a new romance.
• gross boys who think it's okay to talk dirty in front of you regardless of your urging them to hush up.
• when you are constantly told what to do, and you have to do it
• when you are being controlled by a schedule that guards you from 9 am - 8 pm. it sucks.
• shopping sounds like a fun thing other people get to do, but you are banned from it.
• when you're trying your hardest in everything you do, but it just doesn't seem like your work is REALLY paying off, or that the progress is going to take 5 years
• when you try harder than the people who don't actually care, but can't beat them
• when you miss your mom so much! and you want to talk to her, get advice from her, laugh with her, hug her, be goofy with her, be the real you with her because she thinks you're more fabulous and awesome and doesn't judge you or condescendingly call you "weird" or, laugh at you, or give you funny looks or make fun of your issues, (okay, maybe sometimes) but she makes you feel more talented, more important, more unique, and more loved than anyone else in your life.  it's quite possible i have the best mom in history.  actually it's a solid fact.

you know what helps cure grumpiness? venting. thanks for reading

xo -M

just a thought

so today as i was walking to my car to head home from school, i saw this older man.  I noticed he was walking towards me, and since there was nobody else in the parking lot i prepared to kick some old man butt.  He handed me a pamphlet instead, titled, "Are you good enough to go to Heaven?"

*uhhhh oh great here goes someone trying to sell me their religion, what do i say.. maybe i jsut book it.. and he'll go away.. no comprendo?? i look mexican, right?*

"if you died tomorrow, do you think you'd go to heaven?"
"sure i do!"
crinkled look. "why do you think so?"
"well. first off I'm mormon, so that is what begins my belief of the afterlife.."
"mormon? how long you been mormon?"
"i was born and raised LDS"
"so you and your family, and all the rest of your family is mormon"
"yes sir."
"well, keep loving God and valueing the gift of life he's given.. and (more quietly) watch out for that book of mormon"
"ha! what's that supposed to mean?
"well according to the book of mormon, Jesus and Satan were brothers by blood, and the bible says that Lucifer was an angel that had no relation..."
i interject "well don't you believe that here on earth we're all brothers and sisters? i mean we all came from the same Heavenly Father.. satan is just our fallen brother.. wouldn't it make sense that he's also Jesus' brother?  I have adopted siblings that aren't blood related and i still see them as my brothers and sisters.. (smiled) just a thought..."
".......(attempts to think of something).... thanks for taking the pamphlet.."
"yep, have agood day!"

i never thought i could actually verbalize my beliefs like that. i'm kinda proud of myself. I'm loving all these little missionary opportunities i'm getting to experience. I'm so lucky.

stay classy y'all. -m

i like food.

So the other night I decided to be an extra nice roommate and cook dinner for my roomies. (I know, I'm an angel.) I still feel indebted to them because they so graciously allowed me to move in with them after the fact. I love them. so here's the result...
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looks delish? i know. They're like homemade Hot Pockets. 

ingredients: creasant rolls, cheese (literally whatever you want), little bit of mayo, and sliced up ham.

• open the cresents. lay them out flat.
• mix the mayo, cheese, and ham together
• fill the rolls with about 3 tablespoons of filling
• press another roll on top of the origianl and filling
• press the edges with a fork or your thumb

cook at 375 degrees for 12-16 minutes.

so delish and so easy. and the even better part? you can fill them with virtually anything, like tuna, or chicken, spinach, and cheese, or if sweet is your thing nutella! when you take them out brush on some melted butter and powdered sugar. ahhhh. i love easy recipes.

p.s. I have a crappy phone. In about 6 months I get an upgrade and you can bet your mom I'm getting an iphone 5. boom.

p.s.s my nails are really cute today. score.

xo, M

shocked.

today is a day that will go down in history. I, Marlee, ran my mile in less than 8 minutes, 7:35 to be exact. (the crowd goes wild.. ahhhhh ahhhhh ahhhh) Look. I know you're not impressed. But. I haven't ran a mile that fast since seventh grade and I was in really good shape in seventh grade. sheesh. stop hatin.

 

I.AM.A.CHAMPION!

 

xo, M

my new life.

dang. took me longer than forever to start one. but I have. I have a blog. Am I incredibly proud of myself? as a matter of fact yes! yes I am.

So I'm a poor, little freshman in college at Pima Community College in Tucson, Arizona, but I grew up in the Valley of AZ (Chandler, then Gilbert, then Mesa). Pima is 5 miles away form UofA. (p.s. I'm an ASU fan, so living here has been weird. I'm surrounded by kitty cat lovers. gross) The most incredible things have happened to me while I've been here and I only moved in a month ago.

It'll take incredibly long to describe them all vividly, but I'll do that from now on.
buuuuuuuut.

• I received a scholarship to come here. I long and triple jump for PCC and I adore it.
• I gained the courage to stand up for myself, and what I believe
• I said no to drinking and drugs.
• I met people who believe the same things I do.
• I made friends without my momma's help (this is unheard of)
• I got the courage to say something about a situation I didn't want to be in and people understood and let me have my way. aka. I moved apartments
• I bought my own groceries and paid my own rent. whaaaaa?
• I got an instagram
• I moved in with 3 other LDS girls, who are on the PCC tennis team, whom i already love to pieces.
• I had a spiritual powwow with said girls, that has built a bond already
• I turned 19!
• I mastered my mom's Italian lentil soup. (okay, maybe it's not as good as my mom's.)
• I go to practice everyday, and work my booty off. (yea folks, imma be a champion.)
• I haven't spent my money on anything superfluous. (I'm a shopper. like it's bad)
• I changed my mind on what i want to major in again.. (pediatric nutrition vs. social work)
• I drove all the way to Mesa and back to Tucson all on my own.
• I do my math homework. (should've done it in high school)

Reality is, I love where I'm at.  Most my friends went with all the other kids from my high school and went to your atypical Mormon colleges.  I took a different route. Went somewhere where I would know absolutely nobody. I stepped outside the bubble I've been living in for the last 19 years. I took a chance and it's scary.  The people talk, do things, and live much differently than what I've ever known. But. I love college. And I'm on my knees everyday thanking the Lord I did. I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.