Call Me Snow White

Because I look like her.

I'll start from the beginning.

I decided to go visit my best fraaaan, Amanda, in Utah before heading home to New York for the summer. Whenever we get together, it equals disaster. It's inevitable. It's fun but almost always has some sort of consequence. This time it was my hair. But we're not to that part of the story yet.

I get to Utah on Saturday morning and the first thing we do, after struggling to get the suitcase in the trunk (holy heaviness!) is go to lunch. Pizza, pizza, pizza. I could live on pizza. So goood! Then we head to City Creek for a day of shopping. I don't know what I love more, pizza or shopping. We hit all the best stores, of course.

I went crazy in H&M and Forever21 while Amanda tried on a million lipsticks in Sephora. Actually, not gonna lie, we both tried on lipsticks but only Amanda bought one. Ha, no. She bought one, returned it for another at a different mall and then returned that one two days later to City Creek. That's how that went. We're not cut out for bright red lips. This was only round one of shopping though. I'll leave out what happened at dinner time but it made my day. Poor Amanda broke out in hives! hehehe.

Then we went to dinner at Costa Vida. Sweet Pork Nachos. Another staple in my life. A yummy staple. From there we went to visit Amanda's grandma at rehab. She just had surgery and they load her up on the pain meds so it's always fun to talk to her after those lovely doses. This night took the cake though.

We get there and she's telling us how there's this amazingly cute boy named Jason working there. He would be perfect for Amanda because he's a bit short and, uhm, CUTE! So we are sitting in her room talking about our day and theres a knock at the door. In comes "Jason". Amanda's grandma says, "Hiiiii, Jason!" "Uh, I'm not Jason...I'm Taylor." "Oh, well this is my granddaughter and her friend." "Oh, that's nice. I'll come back later then." "Well don't you want to meet them?" "Alright, let's meet them then." ...awkward. So we went on to meet Taylor and run into him on our way out. Lovely.

Then we go to Walmart for the necessities of life. Wanna know what's by those necessities? Hair dye. So I get the lovely idea to have Amanda dye my hair. I pick out dark brown. Dark, dark brown. BROWN. We check out and head home.

Once home, Amanda reads the instructions like. 4 times. At least. We sit in the bathroom and she starts. I had little faith in her and say aloud, "I should have waited and had Jana do it." Well, that pushed a button and she says, "I'm going to do a freakin' amazing job! Forget Jana." This led to dye going everywhere. Everywhere. Including all down my hands and on Amanda's leg. The yellow towel? Now brown.

After the dye was in for a while, Amanda says, "How we washin' this out?" And I tell her in the bathtub. "That's cool," she says, "but we don't have a detachable shower nozzle." Awesome. So here we are with a pitcher pouring water over my head. Then me dunking my head in the bucket of water. It was a mess. The bathtub now has a brown tint and brown water splatters everywhere. It's great. After getting all the dye out, we dry my hair. There was no difference between the color of my wet hair and the color of my dry hair. It's that dark. Whoaaa.

It's starting to grow on me though. I'm a more beautiful Snow White. Especially with the new make-up we bought at City Creek : ).

P.S. Four people asked us why we didn't just rinse my hair out in the ginormous kitchen sink. We're dumb.

The Week of Mishaps.

My week of mishaps started last Sunday. It went like this:

Sunday: The One with the Super Glue

My friend, Jana, and I were sharing stories Sunday night. I had my computer out and I looked at the bottom and noticed that a part was coming off. I decided that super glue would be the best way to fix it. Due to previous mishaps with super glue I'm not allowed to have it. I asked Jana what was on the bed behind her so she would turn around and I could easily grab the super glue without her noticing. Mission accomplished. So as she's finishing up her story, I'm trying to squeeze super glue onto the broken part of my laptop cover. Nothing was coming out of the top. I didn't see any scissors anywhere so I tried biting the blocked part of the super glue bottle off. Yeah, not my finest idea. As I was trying to bite the top off, I squeezed a good amount of super glue into my mouth. There was super glue all over my teeth, under my tongue and on my lips. My face probably expressed my fear because Jana says, "Emily! What's wrong?!" Once she sees the super glue in my hand, she knows. And freaks out. I cried. Not gonna lie. It's all okay now though. Just so everybody is aware, hot water will remove super glue from your mouth.

Monday: No More Toothbrush

While getting ready Monday morning, I placed my flat iron on my toothbrush by mistake. I was waitng for it to heat up and walked away. I came back to a horrid smell. The smell of burning plastic. I lifted up my straightner and coming off of it were strings of melted plastic. I melted the top of my toothbrush. Yay.

Tuesday: The Pizzas

This is one that I was able to keep from my roommates. On Tuesday, my friend, Clarice, and I decided that we wanted to have pizza for dinner with some other people. She left me in charge of ordering the pizzas. Shouldn't be difficult, right? Wrong. The amazing thing I find about America is that you can order pizza online. I love ordering things online. Anyway, so I'm ordering the pizzas and I accidentally hit that I'm paying with cash. Yeahh. Cash I don't have. So there I go walking to campus to get out money. Then I go to break one of the twenties. With the amount of walking I did to get the money for the pizzas, I could have just gone and picked them up too. Oh, and turns out that there is a money machine right around the corner from my apartment. Good to know.

Wednesday: Ein Großes Fehler

Wednesday was my "productive" day. Until 10:30. At 10:30 I decided to take my online exam for german. I had to sign my name for the first question. After doing this, I hit submit. A message comes up saying, "You have not answered one or more questions. Continue?" I say yes. Turns out I should have said "no" because I just sent in a blank final. So to fix this problem, I go to e-mail my teacher. In the subject line I put "ein groer fehler" ...and sent it. Why? Because the symbol for 'ß' is made by hitting the option +s button. That is also the combination that sends an e-mail. So I send in a blank final and a blank e-mail all in one night. Yay.

Thursday: Helloo, Tree

Nothing bad really happened on Thursday. Just dumb little things such as running into tree branches that have snow on them (I got wet), dropping an eggshell in the cake batter (I got it out), and apparently when you're told to turn the heat way down, that doesn't mean to 54. I thought 17 people in one apartment would be enough heat for the night. It was until 2am. 

Friday: My Bad

This was the day that I got all my stuff to my storage unit. I went with Jana's mother and brother to do this. We had to get some of Jana's sister's stuff out and put mine in. Her mother asked if I knew where the office was so they could get a storage unit. I told them that there was a building on the corner of the block where the office was. Nope. It was vacant. Then I realize that I'm holding the business card for the place. It has the phone number on it so they call up and ask if they can get a storage unit and such. Then I hear them ask for the address on the place and I look at the card in my hand again and see that the address is written on it. Yeah. I know. I'm a great person to have around the day after an emergency :)

Saturday: The Day of Travel

I woke up at 4am to get ready. Why I thought it would take me 2 hours to get ready, I have no idea. At 5:30am I decide to go wake up Jana. Not only did I wake up Jana, I woke up her mother. Sorrrrry. And I made sure Jana stayed awake until I left.

"Everyone needs an annoying little sister and everyone needs a bossy big sister." -Jana. 

I knew going into the airport that my bag was probably over 50lbs. And it was but I'm pretty sure my lost, innocent face gets me out of anything cause the guy just smiled and said, "ohwell." Ohhhyeahh. Then I bought headphones because I lost my old ones. I spent from 2:14pm  - 2:55pm opening them. Scissors just don't exist in the travelling world because you can take over the country with them. So I used my thumb nail. And it hurt. But totally worth it. On the plane to Frankfurt, a fight broke out. Most people would be alarmed but I just kinda watched. I was just hoping that we didn't have to land like the flight attendant said we would because I just wanted to get the trip over with. After living with 5 other girls, you learn that little arguments burn out fast. When we landed in Frankfurt, I went looking for the baggage claim. And somehow missed it. That's right. I'm pretty sure I'm the only one that can manage to skip baggage claim. It's okay though because I eventually realized that I didn't have my bag and went back to find it. All is well!

Ice Ice Baby.

My roommate came home the other night with her brother. They decided that they wanted to try this pizza place down the street called "Five Buck Pizza". After much debate over how much it would actually cost (yeah.. I know), her brother was ready to go order it. He didn't want to go alone and my roommate did not want to go with him. I don't blame her. It was freeeezing outside. From that last sentence, you can probably tell that I was the one who ended up walking there with him.

Once we get to the bottom of the stairwell leading down from my apartment, I find a problem. The streets are covered in black ice. My roommate's brother starts going on about how he's happy I came with him blah, blah, blah but all I'm thinking is, "Holy mother, this is ice.". I told him that I don't mind going with him on these short trips as long as he catches me when I slip on ice.

One thing you should know is that I'm pretty close to this family and have known them for a while, which explains his response to what I said. He says, "bahahaha, this is ringing some bells in my head from last winter."

Here's what happened last winter. I went ice skating. For the first time and oh boy was it an experience. I just stood on the ice and fell. I didn't even have to move my feet. I held onto my friends so tightly. But that didn't help. I still fell every five minutes or so (no exaggeration). For my last few rounds around the ice skating rink, I linked arms with my roommate's brother to keep from falling. I'm pretty sure he couldn't believe how unstable I was on the ice but, hey, whaddaya gonna do? Anyways, he kept me from falling though there were a few close calls and lots of screaming (from me). I was scared. Then a song came on the radio that I reallllly liked and decided to sing to. I was more into my song than the skating because I somehow ended up on a path that was sure to end in a collision with a lady in front of me. My roommate's brother, trying to save me from that embarrassment, pulled me to the side, which resulted in the worst fall of them all. My roommate yelled, "Way to go!" from across the rink. It was greeeeat. But hey, good memory, right?

I remember coming home that night and my father saying, "Let's see your knees." I pulled up my pant legs to show him the red and purple bruises. It stayed that way through Christmas. It was a painful few weeks. I truly despise ice. Ice is dumb.

A Taste of Home :)

My roommate turned quarter of a century old on the 23rd. I found this super exciting because her mother sent her a Prima pizza as a birthday gift. My mom teases me with these pizzas. She asks me if I want one then says, "hahah, just kidding." Well. Who's laughing now?

It came on Wednesday. I was happy just to see the pizza box at first. It said Cornwall, New York on it! We baked it on Thursday & the smell coming from the oven was amaaaazing. We couldn't wait to eat it! The first bite was a little home-sickening but then it was just heaven. A bit of New York came to Idaho. Dreams do come true.