Word Vomit

My posts are getting further and further apart. 

It's whatever. 

Here's a story:

Once upon a time, I head-butted a kid. It was an accident.

Now whenever awkward things happen I think 

"At least I didn't take someone out with my face" 

For example:

"I'm too short to reach my scripture cubby in seminary, but at least I'm not head-butting a kid" 

"I'm pretending I know how to play poker, but at least I'm not head-butting a kid" 

"The pin keeping my skirt modest just came undone, but at least I'm not head-butting a kid"

"Every-other song at this dance is a slow song, but at least I'm not head-butting a kid"

"My P.E. teacher just yelled at me for taking all her tampons, but at least I'm not head-butting a kid"

John Bytheway's voice makes me happy. 

Here's a quote I heard from him on Saturday

"For every Nephi that leads, there's a Sam who will follow."

That's quality stuff. 

This post is kind of a mess. 
YOLO.

Lately my best friends are Phineas, Ferb, and my bicycle, Phil. 

Also this cat, which is my birthday present. 

P.S. I got that clever title from this girl.