So I've got really loud hiccups... like really loud. It's embarrassing. One day at work I was walking around and suddenly I got the hiccups. I walked up behind a customer and hiccuped so loud I scared her and made her jump. Classy, cool and not awkward at all.
Dearly yours,
Bindi
Monday, December 23, 2013
Sunday, December 22, 2013
Never meant to be a spy.
Hey Y'all!
Sorry its been so long! I have been super busy! but i am here to tell the the best story you are about to hear. So Bindi and I decided that we wanted to trad the little pink garbage can for my big black one which is upstairs. of course we couldn't just go upstairs and trade it. We decided we were spies we hugged the wall and pulled out our fake guns. we slowly walked up the stairs, as we were walking up the stairs, me being me trips upstairs full body hitting the top of the stairs. i jumped back up and saw Bindi laughing her head off, i opened the door to the upstairs and to my roommate Priscilla in the kitchen. of course i dramatically threw open the door, as soon as i saw her i slammed the door closed and ran right into Bindi, who was now rolling on the floor. we sat in the stairs well laughing. we wondered how she didn't hear or see us. i guess we are kinda good at being sneaky.
Lots of love!
Bangles
Sorry its been so long! I have been super busy! but i am here to tell the the best story you are about to hear. So Bindi and I decided that we wanted to trad the little pink garbage can for my big black one which is upstairs. of course we couldn't just go upstairs and trade it. We decided we were spies we hugged the wall and pulled out our fake guns. we slowly walked up the stairs, as we were walking up the stairs, me being me trips upstairs full body hitting the top of the stairs. i jumped back up and saw Bindi laughing her head off, i opened the door to the upstairs and to my roommate Priscilla in the kitchen. of course i dramatically threw open the door, as soon as i saw her i slammed the door closed and ran right into Bindi, who was now rolling on the floor. we sat in the stairs well laughing. we wondered how she didn't hear or see us. i guess we are kinda good at being sneaky.
Lots of love!
Bangles
Friday, December 13, 2013
My Angry Thinking Face
Alrighty friends this little story is about how I can't even be invisible (despite my best efforts) in a class of 90 students. I'm an introvert so normally I like to blend in but occasionally my face prevents me from doing just that. And not in a good I-stand-out-because-I'm-pretty kind of way, more of a "Why is that girl so angry all the time?" kind of way.
Apparently when I'm not paying attention, when I'm just thinking or zoning out my face kind of takes on this scowl and I tend to look really really angry. I've been told this several times. In high school my friends would say that as I'm walking down the hall I would always look mad at the world. And it's not my fault! I'm usually in a very pleasant mood, however my dad's face does the same so I blame genetics!
Any who just a few weeks ago in class the teacher was explaining... something... I forgot, but it's not important... anyway he was just talking away and I was totally paying attention and following along and taking notes and it was all making perfect sense. But then the professor stops and say "I see a frown, is this not making sense to you?" It took me a minute to realize who he was talking to. I looked around me and then it hit me: he was talking to me! I think then I said something brilliant and clever like "...Who me?" Yeah. Original. Mr. Professor person then said "Yeah you look mad, do you not understand?"
Really?! You couldn't just leave me be?! Now the entire class is looking at me and I can't string two coherent words together. I think my response was something like "oh no it's just... that's how my face is... it makes sense... I was... I'm just thinking... go on... I'm fine... carry on." Yeah.... True story. Hard to believe I actually exist right? I'm pretty sure my face was redder than my hair and all I wanted to do was sink through the floor and never return.
So now you know, pay attention to what your face does when you're thinking or you may just get called out for it in front of 90 students!
Dearly yours,
Bindi
Apparently when I'm not paying attention, when I'm just thinking or zoning out my face kind of takes on this scowl and I tend to look really really angry. I've been told this several times. In high school my friends would say that as I'm walking down the hall I would always look mad at the world. And it's not my fault! I'm usually in a very pleasant mood, however my dad's face does the same so I blame genetics!
Any who just a few weeks ago in class the teacher was explaining... something... I forgot, but it's not important... anyway he was just talking away and I was totally paying attention and following along and taking notes and it was all making perfect sense. But then the professor stops and say "I see a frown, is this not making sense to you?" It took me a minute to realize who he was talking to. I looked around me and then it hit me: he was talking to me! I think then I said something brilliant and clever like "...Who me?" Yeah. Original. Mr. Professor person then said "Yeah you look mad, do you not understand?"
Really?! You couldn't just leave me be?! Now the entire class is looking at me and I can't string two coherent words together. I think my response was something like "oh no it's just... that's how my face is... it makes sense... I was... I'm just thinking... go on... I'm fine... carry on." Yeah.... True story. Hard to believe I actually exist right? I'm pretty sure my face was redder than my hair and all I wanted to do was sink through the floor and never return.
So now you know, pay attention to what your face does when you're thinking or you may just get called out for it in front of 90 students!
Dearly yours,
Bindi
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
And I wonder why I'm single...
Hey friends! Bindi here! Sorry I've been an absentee blogger. Apparently in college you have these things called 'finals'. At the end of the semester the professors decide to suck away your soul (or what's left of it) by ripping you away from family, friends, sleep and everything else you care about and making you take these huge tests that cause stress, anxiety and sometimes nausea.
But that's all over now and I have some time to share a story with you all!
During all of the pre-finals bustle we managed to host a Christmas party at our apartment. Nearly 24 people showed up (which is amazing because I didn't know we had that many friends!). We had food, homemade hot chocolate, and a white elephant gift exchange. This is where it gets interesting. Sitting on the couch next to me was a very very very cute boy... whom I may or may not have a teeny tiny crush on. Let's call him Trace. Anyway... the gift that I received was a Perry the Platypus (from Phineas and Ferb) soap dispenser. I was wondering if there was actually soap inside (stupid thing to wonder though right? of course there would be soap inside) so Trace suggested I twist off the head to find out. The head would not budge, so of course I twist even harder, resulting in the breaking of Perry's head! I had just gotten this gift and I broke it in front of 24 people, one of them being the giver of the Perry! I just wrung Perry's little neck because that seemed to be the logical thing for me to do! Everyone was laughing as Trace took the soap dispenser from me and attempted to repair the damage I had done.
What I did next is beyond even my comprehension. I guess I was trying to show everyone that it still worked even though Perry's head spun all the way around like some possessed daemon. So I reach over and pumped the soap dispenser, pumping soap all over Trace's hands. Smooth. Really really smooth. Trace, bless his sweet heart, simply rubbed his hands together saying "Oh good soap! I really needed this!" as I ran up to get him a napkin, my face red and the room now roaring with laughter.
And that dear readers is why I'm single. I just have my own way with the fellas.
Dearly yours, Bindi
But that's all over now and I have some time to share a story with you all!
During all of the pre-finals bustle we managed to host a Christmas party at our apartment. Nearly 24 people showed up (which is amazing because I didn't know we had that many friends!). We had food, homemade hot chocolate, and a white elephant gift exchange. This is where it gets interesting. Sitting on the couch next to me was a very very very cute boy... whom I may or may not have a teeny tiny crush on. Let's call him Trace. Anyway... the gift that I received was a Perry the Platypus (from Phineas and Ferb) soap dispenser. I was wondering if there was actually soap inside (stupid thing to wonder though right? of course there would be soap inside) so Trace suggested I twist off the head to find out. The head would not budge, so of course I twist even harder, resulting in the breaking of Perry's head! I had just gotten this gift and I broke it in front of 24 people, one of them being the giver of the Perry! I just wrung Perry's little neck because that seemed to be the logical thing for me to do! Everyone was laughing as Trace took the soap dispenser from me and attempted to repair the damage I had done.
What I did next is beyond even my comprehension. I guess I was trying to show everyone that it still worked even though Perry's head spun all the way around like some possessed daemon. So I reach over and pumped the soap dispenser, pumping soap all over Trace's hands. Smooth. Really really smooth. Trace, bless his sweet heart, simply rubbed his hands together saying "Oh good soap! I really needed this!" as I ran up to get him a napkin, my face red and the room now roaring with laughter.
And that dear readers is why I'm single. I just have my own way with the fellas.
Dearly yours, Bindi
Monday, December 2, 2013
Long time no talk :)
Hey Y'all!!
It has been a long time since we have posted anything!! ya miss us?? i would hope soo!!
I have a few awkward encounters for you. :)
First one, I was working the other day, these people came to the cash registers to buy their sandwiches. i rang them out, was handing them their sandwiches when the next thing i know the sandwich has left the back and hit the guy, then fell to the floor. of course, i had to throw it at him! it was awful! i apologized and offered to make him a new sandwich. He just mumbled its fine and walked away.
second, i was in sacrament meeting taking the sacrament. I drank the water and went to put the cup back and it bounced out of the tray and fell to the ground. The guy who was passing it slowly bent down to pick it up. i felt sooooo embarrassed.
Lots of love!!
Bangles
It has been a long time since we have posted anything!! ya miss us?? i would hope soo!!
I have a few awkward encounters for you. :)
First one, I was working the other day, these people came to the cash registers to buy their sandwiches. i rang them out, was handing them their sandwiches when the next thing i know the sandwich has left the back and hit the guy, then fell to the floor. of course, i had to throw it at him! it was awful! i apologized and offered to make him a new sandwich. He just mumbled its fine and walked away.
second, i was in sacrament meeting taking the sacrament. I drank the water and went to put the cup back and it bounced out of the tray and fell to the ground. The guy who was passing it slowly bent down to pick it up. i felt sooooo embarrassed.
Lots of love!!
Bangles
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