confessions, confessions!

1. i think the bsw social work dept is BULL SHIT!BECAUSE- my prof. is giving me a zero on an assignment because i accidentally had other hw stuff attached to it. all of this because i didn't have microsoft word and had to email myself my hw. so she's giving me a zero claiming that a mistake like this would destroy my professional career. dually noted prof. thanks for the advice.

2. i also said the f-word about ten times today.

i wish

1. smarter
2. better vocabulary
3. eloquent
4. better critical thinking skills
5. good grammer
6. good writer
7. funnier
8. better gpa so i could get into columbia

rock bottom

I've started reading the Daily Mail regularly.  My addiction to celebrity gossip has reached a new dangerous level.  

i honestly think snuggies look cool.

i have what feels like the biggest booger in my nose! and i can't get it out! it hurts! winters here are SO dry.

great minds

I like Blagojevich's hair.

mmm

more than getting things done, i love doing nothing in particular, just floating around from task to task, enjoying books and shows and music and sleeping at my leisure.

hates the environment

In the back of my mind I'm skeptical about global warming.

every instinct i have tells me that she should annoy the hell out of me, but in all honesty i love joan baez.

junkie

I just realized I had THREE tabs open on Firefox on the New York Times website. My stomach turned a little bit.

I always try and convince honesty box commenters to tell me who they are.

I LOVE honestly box....except that one time someone left a really crude comment about me....it was really disgusting and unnecessary. and false.

gamer, pt. III

I got all 120 stars on Mario Galaxy and then beat the game again to unlock Luigi. I'm drawing the line at getting all the stars again with Luigi to unlock the last secret level.

when i shower i like to plug the tub to see how dirty i am.

re: challenge

what am I doing?

i don't have what it takes to get the knots out of my hair. and so they forever remain.

force of habit

whenever i walk into a bookstore, toystore, craft store, etc. I always stop at the Klutz books displays and search for pictures of Dan from when he was younger.

for those of you who don't know, this a dan confession: "i modeled for klutz"

writing emails, even about mundane questions or inquiries, makes me feel productive. 

confession challenge:

sum up your life in six words.

i love the BBC's Robin Hood.  all of that time i spent watching the first two seasons, i should have been finishing my novel or practicing drawing or paying attention to my husband.  somebody tell me what life is for.  i get so distracted.

I hate....

I hate hate hate jumping photos! Stop jumping!

Why are you jumping? So you can time yourself with the camera, like a contest to see if you can beat the flash? If this is why you do it, just go outside and try to jump over the garage door sensor without it noticing you, way more fun and way less annoying.

i think people who wear their high school varsity jackets are idiots.

i also secretly love how BYU always has unattractive people in their advertisements...it makes me feel like this world is getting a bit more realistic about the people in it. (i also realize that this last confession is hypocritical...but whatever...you HAVE to love me....we're friends/family!)

i am blessed

i have good, sweet, nice, smart, loving, kind friends.

lets have a big family reunion of friends. 

chocolate

i brought so much chocolate back to new york from kosovo, and i was gonna mail most of it to "some people". but instead i ate most of it myself...which was a good idea i think.

I tried to brush it off....

but it keeps eating away at me....PROP 8!!!!!!!

Did the church ever officially instruct members to oppose the civil rights movement on the grounds that blacks could not hold the priesthood? President Monson has taken a matter of doctrine, limitations of gay's in church activity, and asked us to extend that to public policy. As far as I can tell, despite the fact that blacks were officially unequal in the priesthood, the prophet never asked us to enforce that same inequality in society. This is why am have been so shaken by this whole thing. For the prophet to go so far as to essentially command all saints to oppose same-sex marriage either means it is really important or he is a complete fraud.

I don't see how I can just sweep it under the rug and casually say that they must be mistaken on this one. I can say that when my sunday school teacher refutes global warming or evolution, or even when general authorities do. Of course they have never told me to vote against global warming initiatives or fund creationist education advocates.

I guess my confession is that I'm closer to the edge than I want to be.

confession

I'm pretty sure that I LOVE everyone who posts on this blog.

csi

since school has let up, i have watched approximately 30 hours of csi. never gets old.

i am looking at vegan blogs while dan is working in the chair across from me, making chewbaca noises and laughing to himself......no now he is singing wizard of oz in 5 different voices and lauging to himself


confession.... i am luckiest woman alive

you should probably take a look at google chrome

This is coming about four months late but....

uhh this is kind of embarrassing BUT

When Broken Social Scene came to SLC I had my friend Parker lift me up so I could knock on their tour bus window and give them the "I love you" hand signal. Kevin Drew gave me a weird look and the "OK" hand signal.

Do not judge.

when i think about my friends i miss provo terribly, but when i look through provo facebook albums i want to throw up and never go back there.

i have no motivation.

this paper is taking me FOREVER!

when i am busy with school and things (like i am now) i never feel like i can spare any time for things like clipping my finger-nails. so it goes undone for weeks sometimes.

gamer, pt. II

In high school, I played Warcraft II and Diablo a lot, including online with a friend on multiple occasions. I also played Final Fantasy VII every day for several hours until I beat it.

soap, a scoop of water, and my hand

I didn't use toilet paper for most of my mission.

i clean how my mom taught me....

i already posted about this on my blog, but i feel like its more of a confession than a dictated not read.....

i hired a house keeper. i feel like i am 40.

when quinn was a kid he always signed his papers "Quinn the Bold," or "Quinn, Boy of Destiny"

i was pumping my fist along to some music and courtney said "you look so young and skinny when you do that."

I keep on seeing this person, a boy, everywhere I go.  I don't know him, or like him, but we have mutual friends. The more I see him, the more I become intrigued. Its like this snowballing obsession. 

i stalk people on the internet. people i have never met. people i will never meet. justifiable curiosity or over-the-line?

ps. i am TOO good at it. maybe perversely good at it.

i have recently developed a fear of....

RACCOONS!

I developed a fear of squirrels while living in San Francisco.

Raccoons, which are apparently abundant here (and previous to our move I had only seen a raccoon once- in a garbage can outside of Liberty Jail in Illinois) are like huge angry, demonic, squirrels. They lurk and hiss, and I nearly cried while listening to the Halloween episode of this American Life.

conformist, I Amn't

even though i love nothing more than to point out the conformist behavior of hipster culture (ironic theme gatherings, tight jeans, 90's hip hop lingo, fixed gear bicycles etc).....I'll be damned if I don't love a good 80's dance party, my levi skinnys, the affectionate "homie" and jumping on my gypsy-build fixie to go buy some fresh vegan meal-makings from the farmer's market. Is it even possible for my personal interests to so prolifically intersect spontaneously? Or, do I subconsciously really just want to be like them?..anyway, my confession is that i do, in fact, ride a fixed gear bicycle...embarrassing, i know....don't judge me....i need your approval....soo bad.

why?

uhh, sometimes i miss my job at starbucks?

my favorite animal is the white bengal tiger.
what's yours?

today is the 3 yr anniversary of our first kiss.

sometimes i sing, "i can't get enough of you baby!" by smash mouth to TJ. i don't think he likes it very much but i LOVE it!

when you're alone in a voting booth, anything can happen.....

me and tj have shared toothbrushes twice this week. we aren't even married! too comfortable? mmmmmm.............i'm ok with it.

I had a friend pretty much tell me I'm not in good standing with the church because of my feelings about prop 8. What hurt more than her completely rocking me with her eloquence and well thought out argument was that her uncompromising, unabashed judgment and ability to completely disassociate herself from our friendship really, really hurt my feelings.

calloused hand in calloused hand

somehow I felt like he was saying that to me...and maybe, just maybe it really moved me. to tears?

also,

i am looking for new music to listen to. i like all kinds of music: happy or sad. cool or dumb. hipster or indie kid. fast or slow. loud or soft. please recommend some good new music that i can get into.

love,

Quinn

dreams instead of dollars

i love bane

courtney and i also share the same deodorant. it is called swagger by old spice. it is the official scent of confidence.

bobby has a potato face!

everything i feel like confessing has to do with poop, so i never do.


but here is one for you:


courtney and i always use the same toothbrush. you can do that after you're married.

I love New York more in the autumn than in the summer. Lucky to be here.

i don't think bill maher is funny.


in fact, i think he is a pretentious, smug, idiot. he is also an "i will dish it but i can't take it" kind of person. i hate those kind of people

:(

i don't know who kristen wigg is.

i don't think kristen wigg is funny.

i'm dating my boy counter part! who thought it could ever be this great?!

serious jokes

lately i have been saying "loves it!" like paris hilton.

also,

i wish the ice maker and water dispenser was smart enough to know just when the glass was full so i didn't have to pay attention to the water squirting out.

something i need to do more is help others.
something i need to do less is think about myself.

bike boy out....tj....IN!

i've been sad lately that i've become so grown up. i've thought this thought a lot lately, "what has africa done to me? and when am i going to cry about it all?". i hope it doesn't catch me off guard...if it ever does.

no joke

i just spent the last 30 minutes watching videos just like this, laughing and having my mind blown. go to youtube and type in "parkour" then sit back and enjoy the show

I WILL RISE ABOVE IT ALL

i am trying to overcome: SELF DOUBT

one time i lost about 10-15lbs. because of a boy. it's not because he thought i was fat it's because he made me so nervous i couldn't eat.

boys make me nervous and they make me lose weight.

i do not like this.

i have been reading quinn's mom a book called "do hard things." because of this, i have so much confidence in myself. i wish i had started doing hard things sooner.

(even when i feel small, i expect great things)

MULTI-TASK

something i like to do is eat a cheeseburger while driving and listening to music

message in a bottle

When people ask me  how I like it here in Cambridge I say, "It's great! I love it!" when really I mean, "Iamreallysadandlonelyandwanttogohomebutwhereisthatanymore" and "I am not too excited about freezing my ass off in a month's time"

one of my favorite things about art classes is talking about art so much. during a critique in yesterdays drawing class i was able to reference ideas from artists as varied and different as piet mondrian and the de stijl movement and KR and the contemporary "street art" movement.

i don't care if people see me pick my nose.

i still have a tape this boy in 2nd grade recorded professing his love for me.

CUTE!

Can we?

With all this Obama mania, I am too afraid/ embarrassed to stand up and admit that I do not care for Senator Obama* and as much as Hillary Clinton scares me, I was hoping she would get the nomination...it feels good to get that off my chest.




*Note: this doesn't mean I support Senator McCain either.

piccolo!

I can't believe I never thought of this until today, but in high school I used to watch Dragonball Z every day at 4:00, for at least a solid semester. I even remember leaving friends' houses and/or taping it so I wouldn't miss what was going on.

i really like pickled carrots

Out of sight

I'm watching Mr. Holland's Opus.

i recently read the profile to a stranger's diaryland. she said, "i rarely read a book that i don't like."

my first thought was, "i frequently read books that i don't like." so what?

i don't think that this means that she likes reading any more than i do. is it weird that i got really defensive about this inside my head? i've never been "competitive" about reading reactions before.

when i see dead animals on the street i think: "that is sad"

867-5309

I get really frustrated talking on the phone.  Especially when the person on the other end is talking to somebody else.  Sometimes I even hang up on them.

i gave up before i even began.

today i learned that one of the funniest things i've ever heard, i said.

if i were a police officer i would want to be the motorcycle kind

I just found out that my brother didn't pass his CFI certification test. He's been working so hard for the last two weeks! My eyes are tearing with the frustration of it all.

Confession- I am more protective over my brother than anyone else (except maybe my niece). But I don't think he would ever know it.

when i write i unconsciously flare my nostrils. its only when they start hurting that i notice i'm doing it. weird.

dry

a water main broke that supplies the water to our building so we have none. No showers, brushing teeth, washing dishes or flushing toilets.

Max just left to take a poop at Target.

but just so you know, even though i am not the best with the tooth brush, i have never had a cavity

NEW HABITS

i have been more consistent with brushing my teeth this summer than at any other time in my life.

this is the 100th post.

being back i feel like i aged 5 years and provo stayed frozen in time. i'm so happy to see my loved ones....but i also feel like i'm on the verge of a panic attack. yikes.

loi'mve

temping

tonight i am working the desk at the clarendon apartments in arlington, va. it is crazy how nice this place is.

i am updating other blog every day.

i think my host mother is a BITCH!

sometimes i feel self-righteous thinking that win or lose, at least i am shooting beyond my capabilities.

i am scared to death of parsons.
i am scared to death of debt, and of proving myself, and if this is even what i want.
sometimes i think fashion is shallow.
sometimes i worry about modesty and what i will confront if i make it.
sometimes i am scared that i will make it.
sometimes i am terrified that i wont.

i hate when i see a good opportunity and then miss it

hocus pocus

maybe something like a karass is just way beyond my ability comprehend.

homesick

i'm ready to come back too!

homesick

i'm ready to come back!