They want your money honey, give them it all

I'm not going to lie, I've already lost interest in writing this blog. I will go on only because I am very bored and don't want to continue to disappoint those that are waiting for a new post from me. So the three of you, here you go. 

I love Conan O'Brien. I think we can all agree that between 11:30-12:30 P.M. there is no better thing to do than have a few laughs with Conan. That's a lie, but he has brought me many laughs this evening. On the other hand, why is Rachel Ray on t.v.? I'm pretty sure my life would be the same if not better if I didn't have her and her 30-minute meals in it. 

So come middle of February I am out of this state. Oddly it is somewhat bittersweet. I can't wait though. It's coming up on 9 years that I have been here and that's much longer than I would like. I have such a huge crush on Washington, we've been apart too long. Just seeing her in pictures or once or twice a year will never suffice. I need her near me. 

On February 5th I won't be 15 anymore. It will be a day to remember.

My desire to travel is definitely peaking right now. I am in need of a long flight with free toblerone bars. I still really want to go to India. I most likely will want to until I actually do. I would love to go visit Michelli in Brazil or wander my way through Europe. Good thing I'm really rich so it's most likely I will be doing all of these things. 

The Killers Day and Age - amazing album 

I'm going to go read myself to sleep goodnight.  

Draping assignment for class

Some guy that sat there for two hours so I could draw him

She's gonna be a soccer playing, she is she iiiiiis

Music is my boyfriend

drums Adam hot Lazzara (T.B.S.) I would love to do this one over again, I think I could do it so much better and maybe not at 2 in the morning.

Brandon Boyd (Incubus) I'm pretty sure this doesn't fully capture his intensely good looks.

Adam Lazzara again

Some girl that sat in front of me for two hours so I could draw her

I'm sorry it took me so long (to come around) I'm sorry it took me so long

Sorry everyone, yet again I have failed you in keeping up my blog. You've reminded me relentlessly to do so, so here I am in math class choosing to not pay attention to the lesson and instead update. If I fail the next test I will wholeheartedly blame you. In the interest of time and my math grade I will just make a quick list of things that I have been keeping myself busy with/struck my interest since the last post. I may later come back to add more, but lets be realistic I probably won't. Oh I will be posting more art on here soon but I don't have those pictures with me at the moment. On to the list....

- Taking Back Sunday "Where You Want to Be" album (I remember the day it came out 4 years ago. I bought it and listened to it for no joke the whole first half of my senior year everyday during art. It feels good to step back in time, musically at least)

- Chris McCandless

- somewhat of a Zebley family reunion with 5 of the 7 brothers

- working my 2 jobs

- schoolwork, tests

- my crushes on Mehmet and Deron growing immensely

- Brand New

- The Office

- wanting to go to Bombay House more than life (still haven't gone for quite a while, just saying)

- drawing

- being cold, but thankfully not as cold as other winters...yet

- wanting to go to another country more than anything else (preferably India, oh then I could get my Indian food too, and have the chance to use the most gay phrase ever "killing two birds with one stone" but I would not)

There's probably more I could write but I'm going to go ahead and work on my math now.

You treat 'em like an obligation, welcome to the occupation

This is a picture of my little brother Mitch when he was about 5 or so, I really don't remember. I was at my mom's house today and drew this between conference and dinner. It's not done yet but almost. He was probably the cutest kid ever, we're not sure what happened. Just kidding, I love you Mitch.
This one I drew last night at work. I was looking in a magazine (we aren't aloud to read books which severly pisses me off considering I couldn't care less what Britney Spears or anyone else is doing) and I saw this little boy in a Ralph Lauren ad. He is soooo cute I HAVE to have sons that look like this. He's like 4 and already rockin the sidebag, what a heartbreaker.
This is some building in Egypt. Obviously it is not even close to done, but maybe if I put it on here it will motivate me to actually finish it. We'll see.

Here I am again writing another blog only to satisfy the needs of my friends at work. It does nothing for me. After drawing a picture last night at work and being reminded yet again of my insufficient blog updating, I decided I should turn my blog into a place to post my artwork. I will also post it on my facebook but on here I can write a little about each one. That will be fun.

I really fast need to update on some recent occurrences. Jack's Mannequin's The Glass Passenger has fully lived up to it's expectation of taking over my life. I won't lie the first time I listened to it all the way through I was not hugely impressed. I, just as I felt with Everything In Transit, thought it was good and would like to listen to it again but wasn't necessarily blown out of the water. But just as any good relationship should, the feelings have grown with time (yes it's only been a week, but this is BYU town I don't feel out of place). Also the Tuesday before that Cold War Kids - Loyalty to Loyalty AND Kings of Leon - Only by the Night came out. I absolutely love both of those albums and am a little saddened that Jack's came out so quickly after these two. I really didn't have a good amount of time to fully love them and I'm clearly not taking Jack's out of the player soon. That's what running and my iPod Nathaniel on shuffle is for.

I'd teach a course on how I got to be a star crossed pimp

As I sat pondering in our thinking chair upon last nights events, I was drawn to the sound of footsteps as they seemed to gracefully pierce the sidewalk directly outside the window. My eyes were overwhelmed with what could be no better described as than the warmth of a summer days sunset. He's was about 5'9 or 5' 10 (perfect height) and had beautiful flowing hair. I couldn't look away. He must have felt my gaze as he turned and looked down through the window with those beautiful eyes the color of tree bark. The sun seemed to caress his well chiseled face. Within seconds I heard a knock at my door. It was him. I couldn't believe it. Who would have thought that today September 13th 2008 I would find the man of my dreams....


OK so there's not much truth to the previous, but that didn't stop Jared and I from having probably the best time ever coming up with it here on this lovely Saturday morning. Jared by the way is a really great guy: loves to play WII (comes over all the time to do so and is especially good at boxing, but I'm better) cook, clean, read, make jewelry, etch - a -sketch, has an adorable accent and did I mention is SINGLE. Just in case you were wondering. By the way he is the type of guy who actually asks girls out in person not over the phone or the douche way- through text. Therefore he is a real man.

Anyway it's seems lately people have been bringing up the subject of blogs around me quite a bit. Just last night at work after a wonderful discussion of Indian food and how I've been meaning to make it for myself lately, but the fact that all the ingredients costs close to $30 deters me every time (I'll save those cooking skills til later in life, back to cereal for now), Courtney reminded me that I haven't posted a blog in a long long time. So here I am posting one. It's all for you Courtney. Also I was reading some of my friend Joey's blogs from his recent travels (JEALOUS) and thought sure I will write one. Not that I really have much to write about or any sweet stories about surviving my way alone through a foreign land (you're a brave one Joey, you will have to teach me those skills), but that's OK I will write one anyway. Maybe I am just trying to forewarn the dullness of this blog. But don't stop I'm about the talk about Third Eye Blind. Intrigued?

So basically for the past 3 or 4 months I have been on a Third Eye Blind craze. Not quite sure how it all began but I'm not complaining it's been great. For you out there that hear the name Third Eye Blind and think - oh didn't they have a song in the 90's or something called something life? - It's Semi-Charmed Life and yes that's them and I will have you know they have two other albums besides that self titled one featuring that hit and they are currently recording a new album. Also the singer Stephan Jenkins probably couldn't be more attractive and he can do way better than Vanessa Carlton (me). If you are a true fan as I am you would know all about all three albums and how every song is beyond amazing. I can't describe my love for them. I bring this up because I feel that it might be time for me to change the cd in my car from the steady 3eb rotation it's been on (ok I did throw in some Muse and Mae at least once during this summer) and get something else playing. I feel good about it though because Cold War Kids has a new album out on the 23rd and my beloved Jack's Mannequin has their long awaited return on the 30th. Clearly these albums with be taking over my life. Good thing I don't have a boyfriend currently, he would undoubtedly get pushed aside. JK he would hopefully also be reveling in the joy of these albums.

Basically I don't have much else to write about, well I dont really feel like writing more actually. So I will be ending my writing and going back to eating my delicious Maverick frozen yogurt and watching Kelly and Jared WII box. I'm next and I will throw down. Good day.

A couple of days ago I found myself watching Tyra as I was waiting for my lunch to settle so I could go running. The topic of the day was "Label Mania." They talked to all these different girls who said how they feel so much better about themselves when they are wearing Prada or Gucci or have one of those ugly Louis Vitton bags hanging from their shoulder. Tyra even had three girls from the audience, who are clearly high end designer obsessed, compete in a nasty Fear Factor like competition where the winner won the latest bag by Dolce or LV, I don't really remember or care. All the girls were ecstatic to have the chance of winning this $800 designer bag and were willing to do anything for it. It was sickening, I probably should have thrown up all over myself. If not from that, I definitely should have from this : a girl in the audience said she was 21 years old and $22 thou in debt, no doubt from spending all of her money on materialistic designer stuff. She didn't even seem phased as she told the audience this. How could that not freak you out that you're probably going to be declaring bankruptcy by the time you're 23. I'm also 21 and thankfully I have no debt at all.


I think I just sat here for literally 5 minutes because I don't even know where to begin. Part of me wants to line up all the girls from that episode, slap them all individually, steal each of their bags to later sell on Ebay, then to top it off, I don't know I would probably just push one of them down and leave. Yes I know in reality I would never do that and if put in the situation I would most likely just talk to them or something. I'd like to think I would at least steal one of their bags though. Then the other part of me just feels almost sorry for them. Do you honestly have to define who you are by the label on your clothes? It's called personality - get one.


Now I'm not trying to be rude to people that are this way. I guess I'm just saying it doesn't make sense to me that you would care so much about what you're wearing and how expensive it is to the point that you don't even care if you have to go into debt just to get it. Even if I did have the money I don't think I would ever be able to justify spending close to a thousand dollars on some bag that's just going to hold my keys and money...and all that other crap girls carry in their bags. (And the answer to your question is- I have no idea why girls, myself totally included, carry so much stuff in there, and no I don't usually need it. It's just comforting to know that I do have my swim suit, change of clothes, hiking boots, spare tire, a Sherpa, you know the essentials at my side at all times. You never know how the day will play out.) Now I am probably the cheapest girl out there, so I can't really justify spending money on anything, but that is beyond ridiculous to spend so much on one item. And it's not even clothing, it's an accessory. You can still feel good about yourself and look good without spending so much. If it matters to you so much, just lie and tell them it's D&G or whoever. It's not like anyone is going to make you take off your shirt and prove it. Although I might, because that would be funny and really I just want to say that to someone.

In response to this you may be wondering - OK then why did you go to school for fashion. The answer is as follows. I do think it is good to dress well and take care of yourself and try to look your best. I do love clothes and I really, more than almost anything else, besides music and traveling which are probably ranked at the same level, love drawing. So I thought it would be fun to design clothes. I still think it is, but as I got more into it I came across a lot of this- all that matters is who you're wearing kind of stuff. I really don't want to be in an industry that is so focused on that and filled with people that revolve their lives around it. I just don't care enough about designers and the fashion world. There's so much more I could say about this, but I can't really word it. I just don't want to be surrounded by that.

I could go on and on about this subject as well as so so much more about other various money topics that are racing through my brain right now. This one has nothing to do with this, but it's sort of the same and I feel the need to touch on it right now. Someone please answer me this. Why do newly married couples feel the need to go out and buy brand new cars and take out loans to buy houses and crap? I can't see why they think they need all that right away. Ugh I hate kids that grow up rich and expect to have the best of everything all the time. Get a job. I'm just going to stop now, but really I'm just really bothered and sick of people waisting their money on frivolous things. I hope this all doesn't come off as rude, though maybe it has hmmm.