Monday, April 20, 2009

When I grow up, I want to be a rock star.


This weekend after finals me and my roommate wanted to play, but what to play? We didn't know, so we made a whole list of stuff to do:
- listen to Keith Urban (since I'm going to a Keith Urban concert in September!)
- have an eating contest outside
- hike the Y at midnight
- go swimming at our old house
- ice blocking
- Dollar Theater
- go to Utah Lake and have a mud fight
- rent a tandem bike
- spy on Kristen
- pack our Christmas tree...finally
- put couch on balcony and watch a movie
- bring laptop to Provo canyon and watch a movie
- play hide and go seek in Walmart
- play frisbee
- prank Diane
- go running to temple
- make a smoothie
- get ice cream
- die hair
Great list, huh? Well it was kind of late and we were on a budget. We decided to dress up like rock stars and play rock band and take pictures. Then afterwards, we grated up some leftover chalk and had our own Holi Festival of Colors, since none of us could go this year. It was a good last Saturday night in Provo. Is it so vain of us that the way we decided to have fun was to take pictures of ourselves?
Unfortunately, I think I have disowned my hope to be a famous rock star. Too much hairspray. Seriously, it took me 3 shampoos to get it all out.

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