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one too many movies.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 08:03:00 +0000

i think that when all is said and done - telling someone that you hope they're happy with someone else is one of the hardest things to do.

you can mean it from the top of your head to the soles of your feet.

but it still aches.

you can still hear the echoes of something that was there.

running through the hardwood floors of your mind.

on repeat.

but you're happy at what might seem like your own plight.

love is a sick, sick thing.

(image from MXrider193 @ photobucket.)

it's about friggin time.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Tue, 22 Dec 2009 09:19:00 +0000

loving this.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Wed, 02 Dec 2009 01:56:00 +0000

stick out this video.

it's worth it, i promise.

oh to be swedish and talented.

computer classic

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Tue, 01 Dec 2009 08:28:00 +0000

i'm watching you as you watch her.

careful.

and i hope you're reading mines.

sweeping up the words to make sense.

to shine the silver.

to oil the leather.

i'll hold the cloth and brushes.

set up the flags.

smile that smile.

the scratches show.

the reflection fades.

and like every cliché

i forget.

you forgot.

we'll get through just fine.

(image found here.)

yeah yeah...

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 07:20:00 +0000

i know i know.
but seriously...watch this.
these are freshman boys. they go to my school.
and i really don't like miley cyrus, but i do like creative people that take boredom to all sorts of new heights.

bedazzled.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 06:26:00 +0000

i may or may not be listening to my roommate "define the relationship."
ADORABLE.

so adorable
THAT
i just ran upstairs to tell my sleeping andrea.

and we'll see if she remembers that in the morning.

amour is in the air, my darlings.

they are deciding facebook details now.
i love this.

all the pretty girls

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 23:18:00 +0000

tonight i'm serving myself a big pile of my own words.
because this is nate from fun/the format.
and boy is he looking pretty goooooooooood.

it's amazing what a good haircut and some arm toning exercises will do for your record sales.

a little bit like mark wahlberg?
who woulda thunk it.

oh to be at the supermarche...

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Wed, 04 Nov 2009 23:09:00 +0000

i don't mean to turn this into a youtube regurgitation blog, but this is the new obsession for the week.

ivy on the walls

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Mon, 02 Nov 2009 23:40:00 +0000

i'm at work blog-stalking (naturally), and i find a treasure trove of blogs.
blogs written by amazing seamstresses.
mothers.
wives.
photographers.
artists.
teachers.
you wanna know something?
i went to high school with all of these people.
all of them are younger than me.

i'm going to go drown my under-achieving sorrow ("i'm totally more sad than you") in orange soda.

this made the day.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 07:18:00 +0000

so maybe my mind is wandering.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Wed, 21 Oct 2009 22:11:00 +0000

sometimes when i step onto the elevator with another person that i don't know,
i wonder what it'd be like if they just started kissing me as soon as the doors closed.
and as soon as the bell sounded for the 5th floor exit party,
we'd part ways.

and never see each other again.

i think i watch too many movies.

photo found here.

guess who's back?!?!?!

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 00:23:00 +0000

the dynamic duo.
this time in technicolor, heat "pitchers" (this is how brent says pictures. i love utah.).

within the first 10 seconds of seeing him, i was instantly reminded why he's my best friend.
and the fact that he can fill a whole closet with his clothes AND bought an argyle cardigan only continues to solidify our love love love.

also, this is my new favorite thing.
personal ads on facebook?
yes. please.

unique, honest, unique.
haha.
get this man a thesaurus.

post...post?

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Fri, 16 Oct 2009 00:03:00 +0000

listen up, darlings.
i got in.
I GOT IN.

follow the pictoral narration, please.

the envelope. (note: not the one i provided, but still awesome.)

the letter. (note: it is backwards, but get over it.)

excited.
got a frosty to celebrate.

...nervous

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 08:23:00 +0000

i know i know.
it's after 2 AM and i'm still awake.
so sue me.

i get my letter today.
in a short 6 hours i could walk into that office and discover my fate right then.
but chances are, i'll wait until i shuffle down that long hill and get inside my house before i even crack the seal.
i don't think i would be good at those brimhall stairs if it were to be good or bad news.

i've never been so nervous in my whole life.
maybe that's an exaggeration, but my nerves are already setting in and the keys just flow under my fingers so nicely right now.

i should be finishing my french homework.
reading my scriptures.
sleeping.

but itunes plays in my ears
and fails in drowning out my heartbeat.

i'm ready for this.
it's on like donkey kong.

how far is heaven?

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Sun, 11 Oct 2009 08:10:00 +0000

i always hated los lonely boys.
always.

p.s. the bestie came home. more later.

2 years of december

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 05:16:00 +0000

i wrote how i felt in fully formed phrases
and sent them off
in the sweater
that should've been yours.

dark blue wool with fine red stitching.
your eyes.
your eyes.
your eyes.

scratchy.

please enjoy

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 22:13:00 +0000

(500) blog posts about being awesome.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 04:39:00 +0000

this movie was exactly what i wanted.
believe the hype.

and smile the whole way through.

lil baby ponytails.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 08:16:00 +0000

up until about a week ago i had this thing about my hair.
i tried to win arguments with it.
attract attention.
enter it in pageants for lots of cash money and prizes.
you know...
the usual.

now let's look at the logistics of this whole thing.
hair isn't alive.
it has no feelings.
it just grows outta your head.

sure there's a gazillion dollar industry based around having fabulous hair, but in the end...it's just protein.

and while it's true my hair takes a while to grow
and that i'm pretty bad at doing hair (especially hair that can't be put into a ponytail).

the fact is: long hair=hot and heavy. (and not even in the good "hot-n-heavy" way.)

so i hacked it.
(well i didn't hack it, a nice girl named heather did.)
and i feel so relieved about it.
i let go of something that i was attached to.

no more hiding.
but in all honesty...
my hair could still totally kick your hair's butt.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Wed, 08 Jul 2009 07:14:00 +0000

well, nat.

this is what you get.

maybe the third time really is the charm.

i guess we'll see.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 19:29:00 +0000

i am scared of marrying a hubble.

don't know what i mean?

watch "the way we were" and after you're done being totally depressed about it...get back to me.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Wed, 10 Jun 2009 20:16:00 +0000

my fingers tasted like pencils
the day i found your old shirts.
and i remember the sand from your pockets
you put there to keep safe
when i said i wished that i could fly.
you hoped for rain and lightening,
but promised to build me some wings.

image by xxbrenchyxx from here

hear ye, hear ye

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 06:12:00 +0000

i am officially 21.
rock out.

the best friends a girl could ask for.

the momsicle. thanks for giving birth to me.

the sibs and in-laws. matt said that his smile quota had already been met for the week.

my corner of the table before the grub.

we're cute. date us.

love. actually.

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Fri, 29 May 2009 08:01:00 +0000

i've been reading the giver.
well actually, i read the giver.
(it's a real short book when your reading speed has increased since you read it last.)
but.
there's a part where jonas asks his parents if they love him.
and he is immediately punished for not using "precise" language.
his parents claim that love is too broad of a term...that it's become obsolete in their perfect world.

i don't think love is too broad or too specific, but maybe it's overused in this far from perfect world.

every taylor swift song throws the word "love" around like a big, bouncy ball.
(if love were as easy as showing someone a piece of paper or wearing a fancy dress, taylor, then i'm pretty sure you'd be out of a job.)

i don't want to come across as jaded or bitter about this.
i know that love exists and that it's real, but i'm just bored with the whole unified representation of it.

that it has to be easy.
that it always works.
that it makes sense.

because i don't know love like that.

(image by solitude_de_la from photobucket)

noreply@blogger.com (natalie.) — Wed, 27 May 2009 07:51:00 +0000

i wanna write things that make your heart break.