things.

snow cones. captain america. carnival. quilting. the lucky one. grandma's house. shooting range. creeps with fish. matilda. running. lord of the rings. nail painting. boys? rodeo. friends. 

i. love. summer.

reality check.

i spent ten days in paradise. also known as lake powell.

however, against my will.

i was forced to return to reality.

also known  as pleasant grove.

and what was there to find in pg when i returned?

a total reality check.

life was no longer, waking up to the sound of a boat, or teenage boys having a war with spoons and coco puffs. i found that my days were no longer full of playing in the water, then basking in the sunlight until my skin became like a stove top, so i could return for more fun in the water. it was no longer having random dance parties, or eating food until i felt like a carp at rainbow bridge. it was no longer life in lake powell. 

what reality hit me with when i returned is no where near as pleasant.

in fact. 

it wasn't even pleasant.

i found that..

people can be immature, and hurtful.

when i have service.. about as many people text me as when i don't have service. hope you get that that means no one.

i find that i get so bored wandering around looking for something to do. so i cook. i hate cooking.

plus it's not good for my goal of being healthy. because cake bites are no where near healthy.

i blog. read blogs. start new blogs. 

pinterest. let's face it. that website is a vortex.

facebook. 

i need a summer hobby. 

pronto.

for a while there, i wasn't wanting to move to logan. but after this reality check. i can't wait to move and have a new adventure. and meet new people. 

 good thing i'm going to  logan tomorrow. 

even if ragnar is going to kill me.

photo attack.

 after 4 years of pushing myself to go to seminary, and doing more make up work than i should have had to do. I GRADUATED!!

 during seminary graduation.. we learned my brother can't be left alone. because we return home noticing my dog has an attempted mullet..

 i found out what it's like to be a muscle man. yay dry suits!

boating season here i come!!!

 finally my senior pictures were taken.. after months of asking for them.

and yes i got heels. and yes.. it makes me almost as tall as my dad. and i'm not going to say how tall that is... but i love them.








so that's pretty much my life as of late.

lately

just  a sum up of life as of late..

~obsession with the it crowd. i love moss. so much.~

~muffins at night with the best friend~

~date to sammy's (:~

(no picture sorry.. but the date was lovely!)

~reading lord of the rings, and jane eyre~

~getting 14 new movies (: that makes 1,020! yeah come watch a movie with me (:~

~debating on if i should or should not take the AP english test~

~chick flicks~

~tampons~

i hate you a lot t.o.m.

~snowboarding~

getting sunburned.. yay raccoon eyes!

well that's life as of late.

noob?

today i look like a noob.

why?

i'll tell you why.

1. i'm wearing spectacles. 

i hate when i run out of contacts.

2. i was sick and tired of my lanyard. so i put my keys on a bracelet. 

hurray for looking like a noob!

so little time.

i'm up to my eyeballs in homework. i have special needs prom tonight. and all my clothes are unclean. help? before stress overcomes me..

update.

• wrestling is very awkward to watch.
• i might have an obsession with journal writing.
• i am giving a talk tonight. and singing a small solo, introducing a new beehive, and conducting. help me. (i don't know about you but it seems like that is a lot of breanna for one night.)
• voice lessons are lovely.
• friends. i have friends.
• pinterest is still taking over my life.
• i found that financial lit. isn't all that bad. (i write in my journal. so time flys.)
• if your pants are loose, get a belt, and save the rest of us from being scared for life. 
• homework. yeah it's not done. and i don't think it's very high on my list of priorities. 
• becoming better friends with a boy. not a boy i "like" but a boy. and i feel all cool about it. cause i've never had a guy friend. i've had friends that are guys, and then we end up liking each other, and then that blows up. and then we are no longer friends. so it's exciting to say i have a guy friend. that is nothing more than that.

"pity" party?

 you might ask what is a "pity" party?

well it would just be a group of girls getting together the night of a high school dance, to do something fun. because in all honesty they're trying to not dwell on the fact that they didn't get asked. and that they aren't dressed up in a pretty dress. and dancing with a boy. or being where the whole student body is really.

sweethearts is next saturday. 

wanna know how many "pity" parties i have been invited to?

three. 

now i have to sit and decide if i should go to the vow, or watch pride and prejudice, or go out to eat. 

they all sound fun. 

but,

why do girls feel like we need to have "pity" parties? 

it's a concept i haven't fully grasped. 

why can't we just go out and have fun to have fun? 

why do we have to say. "hey have you been asked to sweethearts? cause if you haven't me and a bunch of other girls are going to watch chick flicks and eat junk food, wanna come?"

don't get me wrong i have nothing against these "pity" parties. really i don't.

i enjoy them. because it's nice to do something, instead of sit at home by yourself, wishing you where at the dance. 

i just want to know why they have to be "pity" parties. it sounds so... pathetic. 

can we just say we're having a girls night? or a night out on the town? something that doesn't make us sound so.... loserish...? 

but hey it's almost valentines day. and we're all in misery. 

p.s. i'm really sorry if you love valentines day. i don't mean to rant and rave on it. but i just don't like it. and if you like it. good for you. i won't think any less of you. (: so don't think less of me that i loath it. 

also...

is anyone even going to this dance? cause i personally only know three people who are... 

call me crazy.

sometimes i tell my mother i'll go on a diet with her.
last time i said that. i didn't even last a day.
but this time.. i will finish strong!
even though i almost cried when i was informed that i couldn't eat carbs, sugar, or fruit.
wanna know what i've eaten today?
celery.
laughing cow cheese.
cheese ice cream... don't even ask..
and..
a peper stuffed with cream cheese. (which was really nappy. made me gag. and i spit the thing out! which surprised me, because i'm not a picky eater..)
i feel like a rabbit.
but like i said. i'm going strong this time. i will have the self control to keep going.
and on the bright side it's day three. that's a lot better than before. also.. that means in eleven days. i'm aloud to add fruit to the menu. (:

wish me luck. because im going to need it.

again with the awkward?

i honestly think my middle name could be awkward. breanna awkward hopkins.  yep sounds about right. it's either that, or my life is just one big never ending awkward moment. but you know what. i honestly don't mind. because in a weird way. it makes life interesting. it always provides a story. it never makes things boring! and when you look back, it just feels good to laugh about it. 

bliss.

wuthering heights the movie

dove chocolate messages

purple turtle- fry sause

swooning over a boy

special needs mutual

lady antebellum

pattern tights

compliments

classy hair

laughter 

journal

skirts

what made you happy today?

on my mind.

• may 29th cannot come fast enough. i want to graduate so bad. i am done with high school. i find that it, and most the people there irritate me. a lot.  i had it all in my head that senior year was going to be amazing. i thought it was going to be how it was for all my senior friends. they made it look like a party. well it's not at all how i imagined it to be. and i'm more than ready for the next chapter in my life. and heading into this next chapter of life, means getting a job. wahoo... i guess.. but i'm going job hunting today. should be interesting. and i hope it goes well. ha i don't even really need a job right now. i just feel like i need something to do with my life. all i do is homework, and clean. 
• boys are idiots. especially that one boy. obviously i'm just second best. it's not a big deal. i'm ready to start dating college boys. because i'm sick of the ones at high school that i've known forever. 
• not knowing how to talk to your friends about how they have hurt your feelings. so you just don't say anything. but then things just get awkward. really awkward. 
• sickness=hell. 

 regret, he was right there. why didn't you go talk to him. no instead you just awkwardly wave? then when you try to find him again. he's no where to be found.

you really blew it kid.

it's to late noob. 

also.. it sucks when your friends let you down.