ONE more thing....

I have decided I am going to give all my readers a little insight to explain why I am the way that I am.... check out this clip from The Office first:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K5d5jxJ5vbM

...okay... now lets get back to me.

To explain why I am the way that I am... these next few posts are going to be about each member of my family. They are the ones that raised me and shaped me as I was developing, so they are the ones I blame, so Enjoy reading about them for a while instead of me!!!

UPDATE!

Sorry i've negleted the blog lately, but hey, life got busy. It happens yes. I will start off with another new "Shaylaism"

My sister Ashley and I were having a discussion one evening.

We were talking about the finer things in life, and I was sharing with her my final thought that was really going to make the point I was trying to make.

I dont remember the discussion or the point i was trying to make, but I made it clear and to make sure she knew I had just made my point I said this:

"...point in hand"

BAM! Case close. Period. End of Discussion. My Point is clear. Next subject please.

All those things I could have said and I came up with "Point in hand" what does this even mean?

Well, Ashley didn't know either and started laughing and pointed out that "point in hand" doesnt even make sense.

I say this is typical me, making up phrases.

BUT-- here is why I said it --- listen up... I couldn't remember the phrase "Case and Point" ...nor did I even know what the heck that phrase is even supposed to mean anyways. Who does? So i couldn't exactly remember it... so I said "point in hand" which sounded right.

Boy was I wrong.

FAWC (For All Who Care): Case and Point, as my other sister so kindly explained to me earlier, means like, you won. Like the "Case" is closed and you won. and also you made the "Point" ... as in declared your point, or got the points, made the basket got the points, something like that. Basically that you won.

This time of year takes me back....

Takes me back to a time not so long ago.

Around a year ago as a matter of fact.

It was basketball season. This particular cold December-ish day was particularly freezing... and there was a BYU cougar basketball game that night. NOT just any old game, no. At this particular game, they would give you tickets to go watch the Cougars play at the Energy Solutions Arena in Salt Lake. Best tickets go to whoever was there first when they opened the doors for the game that night.

AWESOME! I thought... in previous years my sister, Ashley, would always have to sit outside in a line for hours before the doors opened, all day, to get tickets for games like these. This year, Ashley was on her mission, so i knew it was up to me know to wait in line to get those tickets. It was my turn to shine and i wouldn't be the one to let people down.

8am, no classes because I was finished up for Thanksgiving break. The game was at 7pm, doors open at 5pm. 8am, and I roll out of bed, put on my 3 layers of sweaters, coat, long johns, pants, two pairs of socks, Hot Hands and Toasty Toes, 3 blankets, stalking cap, and of course my mittens (for those of you who dont really know, I dont even think about going out in the cold without my mittens, ever), I grab my backpack so i can study while i wait in line, and I rush out the door and drive down the the Marriott Center.

"Self, you're the best! First one in line! Alright!!! Good one, Shayla!" I say as I sit in front of the doors, first in line...boy, its cold in the shade, but i don't care, being first in line makes it TOTES worth it!

9am... no one else in is line yet... 10am... not a single person....

hum, this is kinda weird i keep thinking. But i KNOW the second I leave the mad rush is going to come and I will have sat in the cold for two hours for nothing.... there's no way i'm leaving... but boy, hot chocolate would sure be nice around now....

11am.... 12.... 1pm.... no one. I'm the ONLY one. Wrapped in blankets.... sitting in front of the Marriott Center doors. A man walks past me. He pauses after he passes, and turns around.

Man: "Are you alright, Miss? Do you like, need a phone or a ride somewhere?"

Me: "Oh, me? No, no no. I'm fine, thank you. I'm just waiting in line... for the game... to get tickets..." And i glance around at the NOBODIES in the line behind me, I'm still the only one

Man: "Oh!" He says as look gives that look of 'uh, your a idiot,' and he points across the street at the Lavell Edwards stadium, "The game is over at the stadium, and it's not until Saturday." (It was the week of the BYU vs Utah football game that Saturday)

Me: "Oh, yeah, no I already have tickets for that game, I'm talking about the basketball game tonight. If you come tonight you get tickets to watch the cougars play up in Salt Lake."

Man: "Okay, welp, have fun... in line... " and he smiles and walks away.

This is where I officially feel like a LOSER. but 2pm....3pm... FINALLY, my buddy Spencer came to join me! haha, now there are two people in line. And I choose to ignore the fact that he only came because he felt SO bad for me for being SUCH an idiot. HAHAHA. to this day I still LOVE SPENCER BANTA for this. hahha... we laughed and studied for another hour and a half, still the ONLY ONES in line, until FINALLY others came to get in line.

This story has a happy ending... I got us FRONT ROW tickets to the game. haha, right next to the band. but Brandon Davies fell on us. AND Kyle caught me Chris Miles sweat band after the game. AND we proved the cougarettes are even more scary being close up.

I still wanna know why NO ONE told me not to camp out... jerks.

Being a good roommate

Let me reminisce for a moment and share a classic "Shayla KT" Moment (aka Kayla or Shaytie)

Sophomore year. We were ridiculous.

Our roommate, We will call her Megan M, No wait, I dont wanna give away who it was so we will call her M Myers. OHhhhhh M Myers!!! hahahahaha

She loved Chad Michael Murray, LOVED him. So one day KT and I were waiting for class to start and thought it would be hilarious to send Megan a text message. It went a little something like this "Oh my gosh! Did you hear that Chad Michael Murray died?!" Dont ask why we did this, cause we dont really know why.

HAHAHAHAHA, we thought it was HILARIOUS! She texted back like 30 minutes later saying "No, he didnt, I dont believe you." But she did believe us. she googled it. than when it wasnt true she had to act like she didnt fall for it. but she did.

BUT since she claimed she didnt fall for it, we decided we will catch her on a prank.

So, later that semester we saran wrapped her toilet bowl. She claimed she saw it before.

And we also put tin foil underneath her sheets. Like the one with the elastic through it so it stays on the bed. She claims she knew it was there before she got in bed. Which is IMPOSSIBLE because you couldn't see it and we heard it crinkle that night and LAUGHED SO HARD, but quietly so she couldn't hear.

Oh yeah, we also wrapped her desk chair up in wrapping paper and when she got home we told her we bought her a present. That it was in her room. hahahhaha, little did she know it was her CHAIR. hahahahahahahahahaha.

GOOD times! These few things made us officially the best roomates ever.

These are my confessions

1. Sometimes I like to sing out loud in public places. Okay-more like I start singing, don't realize its out loud until i notice the odd look from the person near me. This usually isnt until about half way through the song and I've already passed dozens of strangers, probably all lookin at me like "okay, crazy." You know what I say to them "YOU'RE CRAZY" and than I thrust one fist high into the air to demonstrate that I'm superior.

2. sometimes I also sing in the shower. But i recently stopped because singing leads to a weak attempt to dance. And believe you me when I say I was not ever meant to dance, I am extremely uncoordinated at moving my body and having it come out looking good.... and as i began to dance this last time in the shower, I almost slipped. It was then i realized this could get dangerous. So i stopped singing.

3. I say a lot of things that I don't really know what they mean. Sometimes I get away with it too. Although sometimes I dont. I've shared some of my failed attempts on here. Another recent one: I was taking the hottest guy in the world's pulse at work (him and I are mfeo=made for each other- i'm not kidding.). well, he started rambling off random numbers while I was counting the pulse in my head. So I said "well, GREAT! now I either have to start over or just beef the results" I do not know what beef the results means. Neither does he. and he called me out on it "What the heck? Beef the results? Did you just say that? What is that? a new phrase, were you trying to be cool?" He said to me. SHUT IT, yes okay I was trying to be cool. I am cool. Everyone says it. You just dont know anything. gosh. Lucky for him, he's so hot I didn't even get that mad at him for calling me out. I just laughed like an idiot and told him he only wishes he could come up with sayings that cool like me. I gave him permission to start saying it. He said he would not be caught dead saying that. I say its his loss.

4 again. Sometimes I say to myself: Self- you are soooo good looking. And i'm serious. And that makes me smile.

5. I hate running into people I sort of know. People I know only 2 things about them. Or at least I did know 2 things about at one point but these things were so boring I forgot them about 5 minutes after they said it because I thought "Wow, that's incredibly boring"

5 and 1/2. I hate even more when me and this person are the only people in the hallway walking towards each other. I panic and start to dig in my pockets to pull out my phone to act like I have to send a very important text right then. Its usually at that point i realize my phone isnt even in my pockets, so I have to dig through my purse (as if this isnt just SCREAMING "I'm trying my hardest to avoid eye contact so I don't have to talk to you, because i don't want to talk to you. You bore me.") I can never find my phone, So I decide to act like my shoes are the most interesting thing on earth and I glue my eyes to the ground, and just so i don't seeem rude, I decide that I am going raise my eyes at the last second as we pass to say a quick "hello! I didn't see it was you coming down the hall towards me, sorry we can't chat longer" Well, I start to get nervous so I usually raise my gaze from my shoes too early. They do the same so we make eye contact. Now we are trapped. So we both say "Oh, hey!" at the same time. We smile they say "How are you?" at the same time I was saying "Hows it go...you...too...ha?" Because my orignal thought is to say hows it going, then when they say how are you I switch my thinking to say the same thing too late, and it comes out sounding like something IDIOTIC, like "how goes you too going...." Then we both say "good" at the same time. And THERES STILL ANOTHER 3 SECONDS, the longest 3 SECONDS EVER, until we pass, so I giggle, then hold my breath and act like my shoes suddenly became very interesting again. after I pass I think to myself: "Self- Good one! You dodged that bullet!"

6. I really like to watch the disney channel. Still... yeah, i do. I even use my nieces and nephews as an excuse to watch it. I babysit them and ask what they want to watch. They usually say something lame like Ben 10. Then I turn on Wizards of Waverely Place on the Disney channel anyways and pretend that's what they wanted to watch.

6 and 1/2. Sometimes I watch it when I'm home by myself too... so sue me.

7. I enjoy playing in the rain. And I hate walking through snow.

8. Most of the time when I wake up, I feel like I am missing someone. I don't really know who or why I feel this way. However, I think when I get married this feeling will go away.

9. When I was young, my Dad told me I would marry someone named Phinneas Pharnsworth. I kind of believe this is why i'm not married yet. I don't want that as a last name, and I haven't met anyone by that name yet.

10. I fall in love with a new guy about every other day. And usually I am over it by that night. Maybe most girls get past this when they are 12.... big deal...i didn't. But I still think about that hott australian mysterious biker man I met last month... and I choose to ignore the fact there's a .2% chance of ever meeting him again.

11. My favorite snack in the world is "the snack that smile back goldfish." I like to act like they are swimming before I eat them, swimming into my mouth and I am the shark that devours them. But sometimes I like to be the Great Fish from Jonah and the "Whale" (which was never actually called a whale, just a great fish) and act like I am just transporting them to where they need to be. in my belly. I also love animal crackers, and i play with them before I eat them too.

12. Also previously discussed in my blog- my brothers liked to tell me lies when I was younger, I dont find out that what they said were lies til, like now. Here's a new one I have never told anyone. I don't remember if my brothers told me this or if I just made it up and believed it for a long time. But I always believed that you had to close your eyes during a prayer because then the holy spirits could come down during the prayer. And if you didn't close your eyes they couldnt come and grant the blessings in your prayer. So during my personal prayers i always sqeezed my eyes shut extra tight so I could get all the blessing I asked for. I realized a few years back this wasnt true, but I still squeeze my eyes tight during personal prayers just in case. However, during public prayers like at church, I keep them open, and look around to see who else has there eyes open too. And than laugh when I see someone doing the same.

13. I love to paint and draw, however I don't do this much anymore, and it's sad cause I should. I will.

14. I am still afraid of the dark. When I was growing up I always made my little sister go places with me if it was dark. Including out to my car at night if I left something in there. Even though it wouldn't be much help if a bad guy came, at least I wouldn't be alone, and this made me feel better. Oh I hate bad guys as well. They are stupid jerks.

12. reviewing some of these confessions makes me think i'm still a twelve year old girl at heart.

i like to sing along..

.... i sing to songs.

... and i sing out loud.

....and i sing in front of others.

welp, sometimes i sing to songs and i think i know what its saying, but i dont.

Dont act like you've never done this.

My favorite mistake in a song i've made is to that song "live like you were dying" by Tim McGraw.

I always thought it went like such:

"I went skyyydivin, I went Rocky mountain climbin, I went 2.7 seconds on a four wheel drive tailgate."

Skydivin= big deal. Rocky mountain climbin= big deal for some. Four wheel drive tailgate= ?? Did I know why that was such a big deal? No. Maybe because it was a bumpy road and he was in the back of a truck- i don't know. But i didn't question it.

....until i sang it in front of my sisters, and they laughed as they pointed out that those aren't even the words.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XiOcW_YR1G8 watch the video. the chorus starts at 1:03

APPARENTLY its 2.7 second on a bull named blue man shoe, or something like that. It makes more sense, makes the song a lot better... but between you and me, I still sing it my way. I secretly like it better because I have been skydiving, rock mountain climbing, and 2.7 seconds on a four wheel drive tailgate too. So yes, i relate to that much, much better anyways.

either way- someday i actually do hope you all get the chance to live like you were dying. don't be embarrassed or sweat the small stuff. sing songs outloud, even if you dont know the words. the classic "fade and slur the words to the parts you dont really know but try to make it seem like you know what your saying (ie: that chumbawumba song.... i get knocked down, but i get up again... do wah de da de dah dowahdo.... i get knowcked down, but i get up again... fle flop flu fla de dah de dah do....)" cop out works almost everytime.

again, dont act like you never do this.

truth or dare?

My life as of late has been LAME. no funny sayings, which is unusual.

SO, i need to start doing more crazy things and reporting on the outcomes.

I will be taking DARES. Those who know me, if you dare me, i will do it if it isnt gay.

For example. Last week I went to dinner with a big group of work people. they dared me to talk to a table of 3 hottie hotties. They thought I wouldn't do it.

PAH-LEASE! as if that scares me at all. So, with my hair looking crazy flying everywhere because i was riding with the top off my car, I walk up to this table of boys and chat it up for a while. because i wanted to date any of them? nope, i've recently DESPISED dating actually, but i did it because they didnt think i actually would.

This lack of hesitancy when it comes to boys goes way back to the first grade, it all started with a letter i wrote to the hottest boy in the whole grade....

Yep, i gave that to him. i'm pretty sure Kaitlyn Clark dared me to do it.

SO- we will be playing truth or Dare, send me a comment on here, or a facebook message, or an e-mail. and i will either answer a question, or perform your dare. HOWEVER, you have to do one too. this game could get huge, i think its a SIIICK idea, i love it.

SO, Truth or Dare, READY- Set- GO!