where i am

If I could go back to being 8 years old and know exactly what my life is like right now, would I be happy? Would I be proud of who I am? Of the decision I've made? Of how far I've come? Would I be proud of all of the mistakes I've made? Would I try to change anything? Would I be proud of the people that I associate with? Would I be proud of the relationships I have with my family and friends?

If I was 8 and I knew where I am now I think I would be embarrassed. I think all I could say is "That's it? In 10 years from now that is what my life is going to look like? Is this some kind of sick joke?" I feel like I was a better person 10 years ago then I am today when I am an adult. I'm not sure I would change anything though, I made the decisions I made for a reason. I'm not sure that based on the decisions I've made in my life that I could be further along and happier but I would like to hope that maybe I could be happier and that I am on the road that will take me there.

Sometimes I just wonder that if my 8 year old self would feel nothing but pity for me then why on earth would anyone feel differently? I hope one day I will learn and grow and make decisions and maybe in another 10 years my now present self will be proud of my now future self. But for now I will just feel disappointed with where I am.

things i missed

I'm watching the news right now and I forgot how much I love watching the news and then staying up and watching Jay Leno. Leno is a funny funny man especially when jay walking or headlines is involved.

anyways, this is all for now. Happy holidays.

lunch with the parental unit

So my dad and I went to lunch today and I semi told him and he semi guessed about my tattoos and things went a lot better then I expected. I just hope it goes that well when I sit down with both of my parents and we "discuss" it.... hmmm. I wonder what Sam will think. I am pretty sure she'll be the only member of my family who is surprised at all.... huh. Anyways, this is all for now. Wish me luck.

and then there were two.

So my week was a week from hell. Compared to other weeks I've had it hasn't been thaaaat bad but it was still undesirable.

So Thanksgiving just didn't happen for me. It wasn't huge bummer since I don't eat meat but just the fact that my mom flat out cancelled it and when I went home and did laundry and no one talked to each other all day long; that really freaked me out. My family fights a lot but since I moved out it's gotten a lot worse and I can't help but feel like it's my fault that they are all fighting so much right now. It just makes me sick to my stomach.

Saturday when I finally got out of my bed, from just laying in there all night looking at the ceiling all night, I cried and I cried a lot. It just hurts knowing that you weren't enough for someone so they had to go behind your back and do a bunch of shit. I hate boys. I always fall for total douche bags. Man. So anyways I was crying my eyes out so I called up Chance and made him come over and he was awesome. I don't think that I could have called up anyone better. So he came and talked to me at my place for a bit and then we went to his house and hung out until he and his family had to go to a baptism but I tagged along and it was great fun. Then Chance went with me while I got my new tattoo (Now most of you are probably thinking "new tattoo? she doesn't have an old tattoo." Well my children, that is false. I got one back in the first week of august). Anyways, I got a dragonfly and it looks awesome. I'll post pictures of both of my tattoos below so now the world will know that they exist. After the tattoo Chance and I went back to his place where we had a party and then I spent the night because I'm too depressed to be alone.

Sunday I woke up and went to church with Chance and his family and then I came back to my apartment and then I cried a lot more and I had a panic attack and it was nasty. And now here I am writing a blog full of personal information that shouldn't be placed on the internet. Bleh. I need someone to come over with a huge amount of ice cream right now but I doubt it will happen.

One:

Two:

salt lake.

Lc randomly scored some free tickets to the jazz game so Naomi, Aaron, Lc and I took advantage of them and we ended up like 10 rows up from the court it was sweeeeet and then we went to the pie and it was delicious. basically, salt lake is the best.

aaaaaand this is all.

Thanks.

In the spirit of Thanksgiving I thought that I should have a blog full of things that I am grateful for. It will be simple and I am positive that I will forget a ton of stuff but here it goes anyways.

Stuff:

Running Water

Electricity

Ipod

Laptop

Camera

Education

Apartment

Transportation other than my feet - bike, bus, car etc.

Cell Phone

Warm Clothes

Bowling League

Salads (and other healthy delicious foods)

Shoes

Crayons and Markers

Road Trips

Airports

Music

Rain

Mountains

Camping

Bon Fires

Fireworks

Movies

Shooting Stars

Peeps:

The Man Who Saved My Life - E. Beecroft

Roommates - K Dawg, Nawme, Marenator

The Ward Leader - Bishop Robbins

The Home Teacher - Matt Morgan

My FHE Partner in Crime - Jacob Mortensen

The Nerdy Boys - Robert, Thomas, John, Matt and Hiram

Freakin' Fantastic R.A. - Trish Fish

The Scera Peeps - Derek Keele, James Gillespie, Nathaniel Merrill and Tommy Rose

High School Homies - Tyler Christensen and Chance Gold

The Family

joyous day?

Well. This. Sucks. I'm down. I'm very very down. It could be way worse though. But at this point it's bad enough that I am shutting down. I've been skipping a ton of class and homework? Forget about it.

I got into it with my dad yesterday. It was nasty. I was bawling when I hung up the phone. The gist of the conversation is that he was concerned because I was down when I saw my family on last Tuesday. I guess I just don't understand why he was so concerned because I've had depression since I was 10. Having a down day is nothing new and having ONE down day is no reason for him to call up my therapist and ask him what's going on. I still pissed. I'm kinda hurt I guess. I just feel like he's going behind my back when he calls up my therapist. Another part of me feels like he is just trying to keep tabs on me. I kinda feel like now my parents are trying to be a huge part of my life but the thing is that I don't need them right now (well, besides their money and their car.... I do need those things). I needed them when I was growing up and they were too busy working to give a shit about me they just bought me whatever I wanted but buying me a bunch of crap doesn't make up for the fact that they weren't around or the fact that when they were around that they lied to me or didn't tell me the whole truth (like when my mom was in the hospital and they lied to me about it (really, that made the whole situation so much worse)). GOD. I'm just pissed off and I'm hurt.

I have to work tonight and meet with the Bishop. I'm kinda glad I can finally meet with the Bishop but I would love it if I didn't have to work. I need to go bowling. It helps me release a lot of my feelings. I still need to find a sub for tonight since Maren and Molly said they couldn't go... hmm. Anyone wanna bowl tonight? I know I want to.

an accent?

So, apparently I have an accent of the eastern united states persuasion? I am pretty sure that I don't have one but people keep asking me where I'm from because I have an accent.... I am very okay with having an accent, I just don't think I have one. I'm pretty sure I talk the same way as everyone else but apparently I don't. What do you guys think? Do I have an accent? If yes is it like I say certain words differently or is it more then just certain words? I am just curious and I would really like someone to explain this to me.

Also staying up past 2 am is lame when Maren isn't home. I have no one to talk to and I just sit around in my bedroom all bored and lonely like. Sad times.

stories from my life.

Sunnnnday:

Eli and Tyler came over and made Maren and I dinner. It was an awkward time. Then I stayed up till 5:30.

Monday:

I woke up late and had to run to school in the rain. I forgot to wear a jacket and I was wearing canvas shoes. I was soaking wet all day. It wasn't a party. Trisha came over that night and told us about her missionary and then Kristy and Naomi talked about their boys and Maren talked a little bit. It was a good time.

Tuesday:

I had to go to therapy in the morning then I purposely skipped class for some reason that I can't remember. I walked to Shopko in the middle of a snow storm. Then my mom took me to the bank so I could deposit my check and I found out that I might have enough to have an adventure over thanksgiving break. After the bank my mom was planning on taking me to a store so that I could buy new pants because all of mine are falling off but we didn't have enough time so we headed to Macaroni Grill where we met up with Spencer, Kathrine and the baby as well as my dad and grandma. Dinner was... well, something else. If you know my family then I'm sure you can imagine. Meh. It was actually one of the better get-togethers we've had. After that I went home and Matt A. came over and then Tyler came over after he left. Tyler even helped me out with my potential thanksgiving adventure. He's the best.

Wednesday:

Woke up and went to school. I fell asleep in every class. I came home and had some hot chocolate because it was uber cold outside. Then I got on facebook and started talking to Eric which was great because I hadn't talked to him in ages. I was suppose to go to a crisis line meeting but I ended up talking to Eric the whole time instead. Then I went and I found a sweet artist who is gonna help me out with my thanksgiving plan. Ummmm. Then I went bowling and bowled a 131 and it was sweet! Then I came home and puked because my stomach was so angry at me and then I went to bed.

Thursday:

Slept through my alarm and woke up to the fire alarm going off because Kristy turned on the heater and it smelled nasty. I ended up sleeping in past my only class of the day... so that was kinda bad so then I just sat in my room and listened to some Pandora because Pandora is the best. Then I got a text from my partner from the crisis line asking me if I was coming in and I had totally spaced so I ran to the crisis line as fast as I could which only took 15 minutes (I was very surprised by my running skills). I stayed there until 6 then ran home so that I could meet up with my mom and grandma. Then when they showed up my grandma had to tell me about her rotting teeth and how I was an anorexic. My mom dropped of my grandma at her place and then we went out to eat and then we ran to TJMaxx to look for some pants because all of mine keep falling off. After a shopping adventure we had to head back to my grandmothers for a quick family gathering of sorts and the entire utah family gang was there and it was a party. Then Spencer was kind enough to give me a ride home and then come and talk with me for a while so that was very very nice because I really do enjoy talking to him. So we chilled for a bit and then he had to go home. I'm really glad he took the time to talk to me though. It meant a lot.

So. That's my week thus far. Tomorrow I have to take a midterm which I am certain I am going to fail hardcore.

I'm not sure if I should blog more like this or if you guys like it more the other way where I just throw out random updates with way less details. Just let me know what you like and I'll try to keep it how you like it unless I am in the mood to write a different way. Also more people should have a blog or blog more often about their lives because blogs are my favorite.

Anyways. I'm out for the night! Peace son!

Life Update

So, I love my job but I'm only guaranteed to work one more time. It's quite depressing. I miss Eric and Lilly more than anything else on the face of the earth. Bowling league is good. Crisis line is good. Social life is meh. Homework is the worst. I am the worst at doing homework. I am determined to never life at home again. I don't think that I could do that to myself. Oh man. Also I am terrible because I keep stressing out whenever someone I know is having a problem or stressing out about something. Like I drop whatever I am doing and then I'll bend over backwards if needs be, to fix the problem or help the person stressing out with the issue. I'm not saying that helping is a bad thing but more the fact that I haven't done anything for me and I haven't been able to de-stress myself but I am going out of my way to try to help everyone else out. I've also been recently overcome by a constant feeling of guilt and I have no idea what to do about it. Time for a topic change? Yes. There are some tagged pictures of me in college of me on facebook for those family members or others who live far away and want to keep tabs on my life.

Anyways. That's my life. I'm off to bed. Happy daylight savings everyone!

my stomach controls my life?

This morning I woke up with some crazy stomach thing. It's like that something in your life is a funk feelings. But I don't think anything is a funk so I can't tell if this is like a warning sign like "Hey! Hey! Something bad is gonna go down, you better change something stat!" Or maybe this is the paranoid feeling I get that usually causes me to do something retarded when my life is going well? I just can't tell and it's kinda irritating because I want the feeling to go away and I want to take care of the potential problem if there is an issue. I read a study a while ago that talked about how accurate your gut is and how you should listen to it and I realized that my gut has never failed me but I can't tell what the feeling is this time. Is it pure paranoia or is something actually gonna go down? I guess I'll just wait it out and see.

I got this?

Many prayers, tears, mistakes, a years worth of venting and a blessing later I think I can finally do it. I can finally end it. I am going to try to stand up for myself for the first time in years. I am going to be honest and just say exactly how I feel. Maybe something along the lines of "I'm just not ready for this and this isn't what I want or need right now". I am going to do whatever it takes to get out of this situation because I know it's what I need to do it and I know I'll be grateful in the long run. I just got to do. I can't back down. I am not going to be physical when I am not ready to be. I am not going to be a tease and lead someone on. I am not going to inconvenience myself just because I don't want to hurt some one's feelings. My life and my sanity needs to be my priority in life for once. I am going to take care of myself and keep control of my life and the situations I am put into.

oh boy!

There is really only one thing that I want in life and that is a decent boy. I want someone who is smart, funny and random and word vomits like I do. I want to be with someone who I can completely trust both when it comes to physical stuff (like he won't push me to do things I don't want to do) and when it comes to emotional stuff (I want to be able to tell someone everything about my life, no secrets). I want to be with someone that I find attractive and not some freak who follows me around like my shadow. I want to be with someone who won't judge me and will just love me unconditionally for being me. That's really all I want in a guy; if we have some things in common then that's nice too but really, I just want someone who respects me and loves me back.

moooooooving

So I was suppose to move out today after I got home from walkabout (which was amazing by the way). However, I didn't realize how much I still have to do before I move so I am spending one official last night at home. So I am moving tomorrow morning at 10 a.m. and Eric is going to help me. Originally my dad was going to help me move but he is so stressed by the fact that my mom is in the hospital again that I don't want anything added to his plate but I think he thinks that I want Eric to help me because I like him more which isn't true I just like them in different ways. The fact of the matter is that Eric knows how stressed my family is and he offered to help so I took him up on his offer. I think my dad is kinda mad at me but he is so stressed that the last thing I need him to do is help me move all my junk. Meh. Any advice on what I should say to my dad?

List of stuff I have to do before I leave tomorrow:

SLEEP!

Pack up the last few items

Clean my room

Clean Tiki's cage

Vacuum downstairs

Do more laundry

Make sure all my walkabout stuff is put away

Pack up the truck

Some how make my face look like I didn't loose a fight with the face fairy. (I have mosquito bites all over my body, particularly my face. I also look like I was punched in the mouth because my lips are so chapped. Supper hot right?)

And pray that I don't forget anything which I'm sure I am going to.

life update

So my life is uber crazy right now. I have 5 nights left at home. And by that I mean that I have adventures planned so I will only be sleeping in my bed 5 more times before I move out. Totally crazy. I cleaned my room yesterday. I didn't realize how much trash my room was holding hostage but don't worry, the trash is now free to go live with other garbage where garbage belongs. Bleh. I have no idea why I felt like I needed to say that... huh. Anyways, this week was crazy. I finished my first semester at college, I modeled for Caitlin, I went to Idaho and saw a meteor shower then I came home and saw a documentary about child sex slaves in the US and I did my first driving thing with drivers ed (it did not go well). So that was my week. This week my plan to pack everything up that I plan on taking to college and then go on an adventure with Maren! I am so excited! I haven't seen her in ages. Sorry, there was no real point to this blog, I just needed to talk to someone about my life. Also, if anyone who reads this wants to hangout before I move out you should tell me cause I only have like 2 unplanned days left. This is all.

good-bye.

beecroft!

So. This is just a random life update.

Basically Eric is my bestest friend ever. There is no doubt in my mind. I know he is twice my age and I could be his child but he is my bestie. I hung out with him 5 times this week. It was great fun. We went on all sorts of adventures and talked about everything. Things I learned from hanging out with him are: he can keep a secret better then I think he can, I am going to spend a lot of time at his house when I am in college, I will miss him more than anything else at Walden. This is basically all. Mmmm. I guess I would just like the world to know that I love that man to death (in a non creepy way). He is the person who has stuck around the longest, through thick and thin, he has been around a great deal of my life. I trust him with my life and all of my secrets and I am grateful that we are so close. I would probably be dead if it weren't for that man. No joke.

Oh and side note -

Dear Sam,

Let me read your blog and stop being mean and blocking me out of your life. Just love me!

Jamie

a sucidal pedophile?

Today was totally the worst day I've had in a long time. Bleh. I had to participate in some studies for my psychology class. They weren't very enjoyable. I thought they would be somewhat cool but it was all creaptastic. So the first study I participated in was one where I had to look at pictures of people and rate how sexually attracted I was to them. I thought that it was going to be people close to my age and just different races and stuff like that but I was wrong. I hate to rate pictures of children. It was the creepiest thing I have ever done in my life. I walked out of that room feeling like a pedophile after looking at pictures of small children for so long. I then rode my bike all the way across campus to my next study. When I was riding to the bike rack I crashed in the middle of the parking lot. I flipped over my bike, swore super loud and then laid in the road until some old Hispanic came over to see if I was okay. Everyone else just looked at me when I swore and drove off. It was awesome. The next study I did was one where they wanted to figure out how people with anxiety and depression process stuff. The first thing they had to do was stick this giant wet net on my head that measured brain stuff. They then proceeded to stick me in a dark room with a computer. I was totally trippin. Anyways I had to press some buttons and look at some arrows. And then I had to list things as fast as I could and it was the worst thing because I kept stressing out and spacing and then I felt stupid and that made everything worse. I was then asked about my symptoms and then things got crazy. I was asked a few questions about suicidal thoughts and I was pretty honest about my answers and then everyone was freaking out and the guy asking me the questions had to call his supervisor who had to talk to me and make sure that I am not suicidal. It was awful. He kept asking about my therapist and if I was okay and then he told me about the suicidal hotline and how I could call 911 it was the worst moment of my life. I am fine. I am not currently suicidal. It was just awkward and I was just thinking I should have lied like everyone else who you have asked these questions to. It was just the worst moment of my life. I have to go back and finish both of the studies in 2 weeks. I really really don't want to. And to complete my day Eric canceled our adventure for next week.

Today was the terrible.

I can now get a tattoo, get married, be a porn star and buy dry ice.

So I turned 18 on Friday. It was crazy. I still can't believe I am a legit adult. It's mind blowing. My weekend was crazyish.

Friday:

I woke up to Sam bouncing around my room and singing me a song. I was so tired that all I could say was go away. Then I slept some more until my parents came in with cake and a giant candle that my dad set on my bed which is of course the best idea because fire and a bunch of blankets should always be together. It was not a pleasant morning even though everyone was trying to be nice. I just wanted to sleep. At noon I went to babysit because who doesn't do that on their birthday. It was cool though because I got a present and extra money because it was my birthday. After spending time with children I went to Bajio with the family because Bajio is delicious. Then I sat around and then realized I could go to Spoon Me and get something amazing and free so my father and I went and it was a party. Then I sat around my house for years and years until James and Nathaniel showed up at my door and they decided to take me to what used to be known as Liberty Land but is now another Trafalga. It was soooo much fun. We played laser tag multiple times, rode a merry-go-round, played table hockey and played in bumper boats with water guns where we all got soaking wet. James and Nathaniel also drove some crazy fast go carts and rock climbed so walls but I couldn't do that because I don't have a license and I was in a dress. Then we went to Iceberg because you get a free shake on your birthday and who doesn't like a free shake. We sat in the restaurant for like a hour and then they took me home. It was a grand old adventure.

Saturday:

I had to get up bright and early to go paint my brothers house. Sam and I were there the majority of the day. We got a lot done. However I am still covered in paint for some reason and I am missing a toenail because I was attacked by a chair. So that was basically my day along with some Olive Garden dinner with Spencer, Katherine and Char.

Sunday:

I went to church and slept. But that's nothing new. What's new is the fact that I am now in a class with a bunch of old ladies who are about to die and they all want to talk about their lives and sing songs. It's awful. I can't wait to get out of there. After church I hung out with children and watched the old school Willy Wonka. Then I went to Caitt's house for a meeting about the photo shoot I am modeling for. The meeting was way funner than I expected it would be. I finally saw Eric! This is the longest I have ever gone without seeing that boy. I missed him crazy amounts. Anyways that was my birthday weekend.

Now I just need to get through this week which includes a midterm, a paper and participating in a field study. I am nervous to say the least. Bleh.

Blog ya later.

A Whole New Crazy!

Today I was diagnosed with Social Phobia. Did any one see that coming? I sure didn't for some reason. So as of today, this is my list of craziness:

Generalized Anxiety Disorder

Depression

Attention Deficit Disorder

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

Social Phobia

I am thinking that I should probably add some more to my list. I already have 5 things why not have them all right? Any suggestions where I should start?

Oh 50's, I miss you

Why did drive-in movies disappear? They are only the greatest things ever. Really. Spending a summer night in a car with the love of your life, watching an old school movie and then going to get a burger and shake and lay on your car and stargaze the rest of the night and just talk. Best thing ever.

The Shell in Orem does outside movies but you sit on a hill, not a car. Don't get me wrong, I love the hill but there is just something cool about watching a movie in car.

The 1950's did some crazy things but drive-in movies are genius.

If you love me. We should go. Especially if a Hitchcock movie is playing. Those are the best.

Ni Hao

Now it's time for a life update. College is better, I have a group of people who I sit by in one of my classes and they are pretty fun people. I am still not a huge fan of homework, it's not like there is a ton or that it's hard I just don't want to do it. I am currently going through a Band of Horses phase, like they are all I listen to right now. Psych and White Collar start back up this week and I am totally stoked! One of my many doctors said I look like Ally Sheedy in the Breakfast Club. Do you agree? I am not sure if I do. Um... OH! I am going to be a model and I am super nervous excited. Aaaaaaaaaaaaand this is all for now.

good-bye.

Summer Adventure!

Spent last night with my boys (James, Nathaniel, Derek and Tommy)! It was one of the funnest things I have done all summer. First we met up and went to the latest showing of Toy Story at the Scera (which we kind of talked through the entire time [Did anyone else pick up on the fact that the garbage man is Sid? That evil kid from the first movie]). Then, when the movie was over we walked over the the Shell and walked around and then played catch with all of the random sports equipment that Derek keeps in the trunk of his car. We then proceeded to Wendy's to get frostys. Then we went back to the Scera for some reason and sat in the parking lot, ate our frostys and had the best time of our lives.

Things that were said that made me laugh that I can remember:

"You can put that potato picture on your bathroom wall." Derek

"Naked ladies on my bathroom wall?!?!?" Tommy

Everyone but Tommy busts out laughing

(Please note that Tommy is deaf in one ear so that is really what he heard)

"The bachelors are back." Nathaniel

"My initials are on your ceiling!" Me

"Well, that's creepy" Nathaniel

"I have never seen anyone that unattractive in real life and she looks like that after being airbrushed!!" Nathaniel talking about Bella

"I thought that was a picture of Nicolas Cage." James talking about a Joseph Smith painting

oh boy....

As of this weekend, two of my ex-boyfriends are married parents. It's the strangest feeling in the world. I am so young. They are so young. At one point in time I thought I was going to be there with one of them. The whole situation just boggles my mind. I can't stop thinking at a thousand miles an hour. I am kinda heartbroken. It's terribly retarded. I just don't understand why I feel like this. I feel like such a creeper that after such a long amount of time that I am still attracted to him. A friend told me once that this is common, that you never forget your first love and the feelings never fully go away. I know he is right but I still feel weird...

~ topic change ~

I was watching Grease tonight and I realized that Eric is right, I do love bad boys. But I am not sure if my reason is the same as most gals. I do agree that most of them are the most attractive people to ever walk this earth, but, I think that my attraction to them goes much much deeper than that. I am attracted to them because of the dark triad just like other people. However, my attraction isn't that initial meeting and getting to know you part like most, it's that once your in the relationship part and the triad really develops. It's terribly addictive for the worst imaginable reasons. Anyways, that's all that goes on the internet.

I HATE YOU A1!

A1 ruins my life!!!! I hate them! They lost all their records of me so now I have to pay another $300 and start all over and all I had left to do was my driving hours and test out. And now my dad is yelling at me because it's somehow my fault that we need to pay another $300 because the A1 people are retarded. I hate A1 and this is all.

I need a plane ticket.

I miss London.

I miss the tube and the double decker buses.

I miss interracial couples.

I miss the crazy fashion.

I miss the smokey air.

I miss the humidity.

I miss the elephants on parade.

I miss the street music.

I miss reading the newspaper every night.

I miss walking everywhere.

I miss the silent kindness of the people.

I miss the smell of coffee in the morning.

I miss the accents.

I miss the hustle and bustle.

I miss the art.

I miss the want to get up and explore every morning.

I miss the inspiration.

I miss feeling like I was a part of something.

I miss the tall buildings.

I miss the melting pot of people.

I want to go back, I feel so out of place here.

Lunch Break

So, here I am on my first day of college eating lunch almost like I belong here. However, I don't belong here, not yet anyways. I feel like I am just taking classes here, not like this is my school. I talked to a few people in my first class today, it was just polite small talk. But I hope one day it will be good friends talk. I want to fit in here and I want to have friends or at least one person who will sit with me in between classes. I would also not like to have to carry a giant backpack around on my back all the time, it hurts and it makes me feel retarded. I also really don't want to do homework. I want to have a summer vacation!!

busted blog

This wouldn't upload on my other post for some reason :/

The Brock look-a-like seriously had the same face as Brock and right after the meal was served the hooker flight attendant that I mentioned talk about her boyfriend that was like half her age and she told stories about their love fests.... worst hour of my life...

Back to the Homeland

Last Day in London

Last day in London. Sad day. However, we went to Westminster Abbey, Wicked and then we went on a ghost bus tour.

Sorry, I forgot to zoom out again.

Last few pictures in London.

Westminster Abbey

Again

And again

Sam got bored on the tube and decided to take pictures

She even took a picture of our parents

We saw Wicked and it was fantastic!

I found a plastic bobby hat

We went on a ghost tour

and we found some elephants

Mostly Buildings

These are just some more pictures from London land.

Tower Bridge

London Eye

National Gallery

Sam

There were some protesters and I wanted to go hang and take some pictures of them but my parents wouldn't allow it so this was the only shot I got.

This is ben, he is big

Tower Bridge

Hyde Park and Hotel

I went a tad camera crazy thus the amount of pond videos.

Sorry, I forgot to zoom out at the end.

Park Pics!

Peter Pan!

I was that excited

Sam liked the statue too

This what most of our hotel time was like. I was hyper and crazy bored and my family ignored me. Sad times.

Someone acknowledged me. Success!

The Red Side of London

These are some pictures and summaries of what happened in between the last vlog and the next one.

We went to a practice parade thing and the Duke of something was there and it was fancy.

We also saw a few museums such as the Science Museum, the Victoria and Albert Museum and the British Museum.

Can you imagine 30 yards of those red plastic strips hanging from the ceiling? Yeah... I had a good time.

We found a pregnant man

Red telephone booth

Rosetta Stone

Greek Marbles

We almost went to Hogwarts...

But then the wall closed...

So we took pictures instead.

Alien Rocks and Other Things We Saw

We got a bus pass for the day and saw Windsor Castle, Stonehenge and Bath.

More Pictures!

Windsor Castle Gift Shop

Hey Eric, I took this picture just for you :D

Stonehenge

Sam's Face

My Face

Our faces together

So one time when I was at Stonehenge there was the gal who was totally feeling the magical rays coming from the rocks and she was beautiful and I loved her.

Cathedral in Bath

Same guy, different side

We met a Roman

So, at the bath they frown on people who get in the water so I couldn't take a bath but I was able to sneak my feet in. The water was amazingly warm.

Sam decided she wanted to sneak her feet into the water too.

We had a fun time and my dad made lots of beautiful Australian friends who are living my dream life. The Australians are also ridiculous amounts of funny and I miss them.

In The Streets of London

This is my very first vlog! Sorry for the lack of details/eye contact and bad angle. I am still figuring things out.

Pictures thus far:

(All of these came from my dads camera)

Marble Arch

Bus Tour

Hard Rock Cafe

Harrods

Sherlock Holmes Pub

Outside the pub

Beefeater @ Tower of London

The London Dungeon