Adventures in photography!

My oh-so-lovely new shoes:

Super high and hawt!!!

Oh, vain me. I like how my eyes stand out.

A pwetty blossom.

My tree.

Spring: by my tree.

Sunshiny day…

These are seriously the best-smelling flowers ever. Trust.

Me, with the famed pickle-in-a-bag:

Oh, the things you find in QT.

Mmm… hearty dill…

This is what you get when you give me a flower clip, a camera, a chocolate and some boredom:

But it’s pretty, no?

-DQ#1

Adventures in photography!

My oh-so-lovely new shoes:

Super high and hawt!!!

Oh, vain me. I like how my eyes stand out.

A pwetty blossom.

My tree.

Spring: by my tree.

Sunshiny day…

These are seriously the best-smelling flowers ever. Trust.

Me, with the famed pickle-in-a-bag:

Oh, the things you find in QT.

Mmm… hearty dill…

This is what you get when you give me a flower clip, a camera, a chocolate and some boredom:

But it’s pretty, no?

-DQ#1

Adventures in photography!

My oh-so-lovely new shoes:

Super high and hawt!!!

Oh, vain me. I like how my eyes stand out.

A pwetty blossom.

My tree.

Spring: by my tree.

Sunshiny day…

These are seriously the best-smelling flowers ever. Trust.

Me, with the famed pickle-in-a-bag:

Oh, the things you find in QT.

Mmm… hearty dill…

This is what you get when you give me a flower clip, a camera, a chocolate and some boredom:

But it’s pretty, no?

-DQ#1

Painting, painting, painting…

Today was a service project with our stake, and the City of Mesa, and everyone and their cat’s goldfish’s cousin showed up!!! What was it, 1,500 people? C’mon, help me out here! So… lotsa peeps. We got to go to the park of canals to paint the wall.
Fun, fun!
We got all set up and started right of at a brisk pace. Slapping paint on the walls, splashing it on ourselves every now and then, having a good time. Then halfway through…
“STOP PAINTING!!!! WE HAVE THE WRONG COLOR.”
Ahem… did I hear that right? Do I have paint in my ear?
Nope. Got that one crystal clear. So we go over our paint with a lighter gray color. Halfway through though…
“STOP PAINTING!!! WE DON’T HAVE ENOUGH GRAY. WE’RE GOING BACK TO THE BROWN.”
I’m sorry-
WHAT?!
Yep, no paint in the ear. It’s all true. * sigh * So we start once again with the painting. At this point, I’m waiting for them to change their minds again and make it neon green. Sheesh. Then I guess we all got bored, because we started painting our hands and slapping each others shirts with them. Don’t worry, the city provided awesome free shirts. So it wasn’t a big deal. I got some nice hand prints from certain people (hem, hem…) on my butt. Don’t be grossed out! This is my blog, and you agreed to read it. So put up with the gory details. But it was such fun. I’m totally doing it next year.
That is, if they do it next year.

-DQ#1

Painting, painting, painting…

Today was a service project with our stake, and the City of Mesa, and everyone and their cat’s goldfish’s cousin showed up!!! What was it, 1,500 people? C’mon, help me out here! So… lotsa peeps. We got to go to the park of canals to paint the wall.
Fun, fun!
We got all set up and started right of at a brisk pace. Slapping paint on the walls, splashing it on ourselves every now and then, having a good time. Then halfway through…
“STOP PAINTING!!!! WE HAVE THE WRONG COLOR.”
Ahem… did I hear that right? Do I have paint in my ear?
Nope. Got that one crystal clear. So we go over our paint with a lighter gray color. Halfway through though…
“STOP PAINTING!!! WE DON’T HAVE ENOUGH GRAY. WE’RE GOING BACK TO THE BROWN.”
I’m sorry-
WHAT?!
Yep, no paint in the ear. It’s all true. * sigh * So we start once again with the painting. At this point, I’m waiting for them to change their minds again and make it neon green. Sheesh. Then I guess we all got bored, because we started painting our hands and slapping each others shirts with them. Don’t worry, the city provided awesome free shirts. So it wasn’t a big deal. I got some nice hand prints from certain people (hem, hem…) on my butt. Don’t be grossed out! This is my blog, and you agreed to read it. So put up with the gory details. But it was such fun. I’m totally doing it next year.
That is, if they do it next year.

-DQ#1

Painting, painting, painting…

Today was a service project with our stake, and the City of Mesa, and everyone and their cat’s goldfish’s cousin showed up!!! What was it, 1,500 people? C’mon, help me out here! So… lotsa peeps. We got to go to the park of canals to paint the wall.
Fun, fun!
We got all set up and started right of at a brisk pace. Slapping paint on the walls, splashing it on ourselves every now and then, having a good time. Then halfway through…
“STOP PAINTING!!!! WE HAVE THE WRONG COLOR.”
Ahem… did I hear that right? Do I have paint in my ear?
Nope. Got that one crystal clear. So we go over our paint with a lighter gray color. Halfway through though…
“STOP PAINTING!!! WE DON’T HAVE ENOUGH GRAY. WE’RE GOING BACK TO THE BROWN.”
I’m sorry-
WHAT?!
Yep, no paint in the ear. It’s all true. * sigh * So we start once again with the painting. At this point, I’m waiting for them to change their minds again and make it neon green. Sheesh. Then I guess we all got bored, because we started painting our hands and slapping each others shirts with them. Don’t worry, the city provided awesome free shirts. So it wasn’t a big deal. I got some nice hand prints from certain people (hem, hem…) on my butt. Don’t be grossed out! This is my blog, and you agreed to read it. So put up with the gory details. But it was such fun. I’m totally doing it next year.
That is, if they do it next year.

-DQ#1

New shoes, confidence, and pickles.

Last night my Nana took me and my sister Geneal out shopping as sort of a way-late birthday present. I went with a purpose: get a belt, some shoes, and maybe something else. Like body spray, cuz I’m runnin’ low. Anyway, I got my belt (green transparent rubbery stuff- CUTE) and then went on to find shoes. I had some school shoes in mind, but instead I got the CUTEST. SUNDAY SHOES. EVER. Oh, my. They were like mary janes with way high heels. So freakin’ cute!!!!!!!!! And they were on clearance, twenty to fourteen, from L.E.I.
It’s amazing how shoes make you feel like a supermodel. Ahhh….. Pics later.
I also got a giant pickle in a bag from QT. Pics later.

-DQ#1

New shoes, confidence, and pickles.

Last night my Nana took me and my sister Geneal out shopping as sort of a way-late birthday present. I went with a purpose: get a belt, some shoes, and maybe something else. Like body spray, cuz I’m runnin’ low. Anyway, I got my belt (green transparent rubbery stuff- CUTE) and then went on to find shoes. I had some school shoes in mind, but instead I got the CUTEST. SUNDAY SHOES. EVER. Oh, my. They were like mary janes with way high heels. So freakin’ cute!!!!!!!!! And they were on clearance, twenty to fourteen, from L.E.I.
It’s amazing how shoes make you feel like a supermodel. Ahhh….. Pics later.
I also got a giant pickle in a bag from QT. Pics later.

-DQ#1

New shoes, confidence, and pickles.

Last night my Nana took me and my sister Geneal out shopping as sort of a way-late birthday present. I went with a purpose: get a belt, some shoes, and maybe something else. Like body spray, cuz I’m runnin’ low. Anyway, I got my belt (green transparent rubbery stuff- CUTE) and then went on to find shoes. I had some school shoes in mind, but instead I got the CUTEST. SUNDAY SHOES. EVER. Oh, my. They were like mary janes with way high heels. So freakin’ cute!!!!!!!!! And they were on clearance, twenty to fourteen, from L.E.I.
It’s amazing how shoes make you feel like a supermodel. Ahhh….. Pics later.
I also got a giant pickle in a bag from QT. Pics later.

-DQ#1

A mildly cruddy day…

Sometimes day just flop. Just completely and utterly… flop over and there is nothing you can do about it. Take, hmm. Today for example. Kinda a little bit floppy. I wake up at 5:30 (the usual) and listen to a bright, bubbly song to get me up. I work on a homework assignment for a but, then jump in the shower. After that, I get dressed in my loverly uniform and it’s time for breakfast- Ramen. I discover in first period that Ramen does nothing for ya. I mean, I knew that but I thought it would at least hold me over. Not so.
In first hour, we all switched seats so I’m now in front. Oh j-o-y. Then we played games the whole time, which wasn’t too bad, except for when I goofed on a question and my team boo’ed me. I hate that kind of teamwork. “We love you, but if you screw up, you are so toast.” Whatevs. In second hour I realized I forgot to take the notes required, but otherwise the homework was fine. We had to take the van instead of walking to the library- lots of fun. Actually, it was because we wasted so much time trying to get all of our seat belts buckled. Don’t roll your eyes! It was hard because my seatbelt decided it didn’t like me and refused to come out that little hole in the upholstery. It was fun, still. That’s about it for fun in THAT particular class. Then lunch rolled around. After waiting outside her class for five minutes, I decided to ditch Jayme and get my lunch. Yes I could have gone in and grabbed her, but where’s the fun in that, I mean really? So I get spaghetti and toast! Yay. Especially for toast, because I shared it. I forget my fork. I retrieve it, and then after a few bites, I drop it in the gravel. Accidentaly, of course! Then I get a new one, and continue. It starts raining, with some killer wind. I… am… FREEZING. Then the rain/wind up and chucks my spaghetti onto the ground/my pants. After that little adventure, I decide to go up into my next class to try to warm up. But… they lock us all out! What the flip?! I’m sooo cold! In citizenship I didn’t listen, as usual. Something about a dude… in history. Meh. Then I work on some homework due and then we grade. Turns out if I had been able to finish that assignment I would have gotten 100%. Grr… Math… Um, nevermind. I will stop there.

-DQ#1