gonna' be a good day.

here's why:
- these are new, and i refuse to let them come off my feet.
- a lot of this delicious substance in a mug with the beatles on it.
- tonight, my man + my favorite show = tahhdahhh.
- too much of this to do, but plan to take a break to skype with him.
- later on, i might skype with this stud muffin too.
- two christmas cds have been ordered - his and hers.
- these bombshells are on tv tonight for an extravagant show.
- that is outside, but i can stay in bed to look at it instead of driving in it.
- only one day until this pure bliss starts.

if anything else happens that makes it great, i'll let y'all know.
i hope you're gonna' have a good day too!
:]

childhood.

but don't get me wrong,
i'd pick baby bieber over aaron carter any day.

harry potter.

now let me throw this out there,

i'm not a harry potter addict.

actually, i'm not even close!

i've seen the first movie,

read the first book,

and that's it.

BUT

i find this amusing.

glad to know colleges in my home state

and the one i live in know know

how to excite their harry potter fans.

this is at the university of alabama.

qudditch in the quad.

this is at byu.

the theme song played on the bell tower.

THAT type of girl.

today, i learned from several girls that
i'm not "THAT TYPE OF GIRL"..

i just wish i knew the qualifications of
being "that' girl and why they thought i was..

scenario uno:
we got our averages in math today,
when a girl said this to me..

"you don't seem like the type of girl
to have a 98 and highest average in a class"


note to self: you just learned last night from
jace's book report on the gingerbread man
that you shouldn't brag.. so, take a deep breath
before you start talking.


okay, i was a little offended and wanted to brag that
i've had a 4.0 all my life, even in college and to set her
in line that she was WRONG.. i am smart! meanie.
BUT i didn't, i just smiled and said oh, thanks?

question: who says oh, thanks when someone tells
you that they assumed you were dumb..? mhm, yeah.
i'm officially pathetic.


scenario dos: 
i was talking about football with a boy in class,
which is practically a daily routine for me..
but today it differed, because a girl said..


"you don't seem like the kind of girl to know football,
do you just pretend, so you'll have something to say?"

i nodded and said, dang it - you caught me..
to which she gave me a smug little smirk.

note to self: don't use sarcasm towards that girl, ever.


i mean, honestly.. what "type" of girl watches football?
even better, what "type" of girl would waste their time
learning about football and pretending to like it? since
she assumed i was that girl rather than the one that
actually liked it.

note to girl: i'm from the south, SEC football is our life.




scenario tres:
a few of us walk into our math class before it started
and a boy from the previous class was going off on his
teacher and she was crying.. a few people in my class
were making rude remarks towards the boy. while i
just calmly told him that i didn't think he was acting
appropriately and that he should remember that she
has feeling too, yadayadayada.. he gave me kudos,
told me i was awesome for being so nice about it to him.
to which a girl says to me,


"you don't seem like the type of girl that is nice."


again, this upset me a little.. there are very few occasions
when i'm mean to someone. that is only if you give me a
legit reason to be, and most of the time - i still won't be.
because 1) i don't like confrontation 2) there's no point in
being mean.

so, as i was thinking of a reply and trying to hold back tears..
a boy in my class said, "WHAT? alabama is the nicest girl.. ever"
and the girl said, "well - i see that now. she just didn't seem
like that type." i said, thanks and dropped it.. even though, i
still want to know why i seem like a mean girl.


that was all, but i don't get it..
i hate to break it to them that i'm not THAT girl,
but the way "she" sounds.. i don't want to be her
and i'm peeved that they think i was.

my best friend said girls just never seem to like me,
which he is correct about.. i just don't understand it.
oh well, though.

just so y'all know, for future reference..
i'm not that girl and proud of it.

you can't catch me.

i know you're thinking..
what on earth is that thing?

well..
my little brother had a book report
and had to make a totem pole of it.
me being a great sister, did it for him!
even though, i had a research paper to do.

i finally finished his project at midnight,
then started my research paper at one.

five hours, lots of yawns, and seven pages later
my paper on anxiety was finally finished.
so ironic, because it caused me so much stress!

anyways, jace turned in his project this morning.
then when i went to pick him up from school today,
he was like.. mal, i got a b on my project and report.
i think a few tears were shed [i got 32 minutes of
sleep last night, so i'm emotional] before he was like,
NO! MAL.. i really got a 100!
then he showed me the paper, which said..
"amazing totem pole, excellent paper!
great job, josh and mallory ;]"
thank you 5th grade teacher, you made my day.

but yeah..
here's some up close pictures..

please refrain from joking on my
drawings of the fox.. they suck, i know.

what's his name?

making a fool out of myself is a daily routine.

but today - i outdid myself.

i was sitting in my math class before it started,

just talking to some people, when the incident occurred.

there's a boy in my class named whitney.

i know, why would you name your son whitney

i've thought this since the first day of class.

anyways, i had to ask whitney something..

so, instead of getting up and asking him.

i'm screaming, WHITNEY! to get his attention.

well, i did this about five times before i became

frustrated that his homework was SO important

that he was just ignoring me.

doug and devin, two boys in my class, are just

looking at me like.. "who are you talking to?"

i innocently pointed to whitney, to which i was

then informed that is NOT his name.

WHAT? is this a joke?

then all these thoughts begin to run through my mind..

"i have called this boy whitney since the first day of class..

i talk to him every single day in class..

he has never told me his name wasn't whitney..

i have no idea what his name is..

i wonder if he thinks i'm dumb..

why hasn't anyone told me before that that's not his name?"

anyways, with these thoughts running through my mind.

i just bust out laughing..

i've just won the queen of cool award..

so, tears are rolling down my face from laughing so hard. 

the boys in class were laughing just as hard.

so, at least i gave them a little something to laugh about..

i guess?

the best part is, "whitney" never even looked up..

not even after i'm crying and proclaiming how dumb i am.

high five, mallory.

you win at failing!

my elf family.

COUNTRY ELVES!

so, pretty much -
my baby sister has skills..
don't you agree?

oh, and..
this made me super ready for christmas!

happy list.

here's this week's happy list!

if it made me happy within the past week

then it just might have made the cut

for me to tell y'all about it.

:]

- my new, nude colored fingernail polish.

- nine hour naps.

- wearing peacoats every day.

- a 100 on my last math test.

- COD: black ops came out.

- the beautiful view from my front porch.

- quality time with my siblings.

- zupa's nuts about berries salad.

- staying in my pjs, all day today.

xoxo, gossip girl.

well said, chuck bass..

for y'all that don't watch gossip girl..

just know, you're missing out.

my friend, cody, got me hooked years ago..

and i'm still a faithful watcher, with good reason.

it makes me want to live in the upper east side,

dress brilliantly as s and b do, be charmed by a

handsome boy like nate, and fall in love with a

bad boy like chuck.. but i can't say i want to have

"gossip girl" stalk my every action, thanks though.

anyways, it makes me look forward to mondays.

and last night's episode was wonderful.

that is all.

IT'S MORPHIN' TIME!

when i was little:

1. i used to watch this show.. religiously.

2. i wanted to be the pink power ranger

(so badly that i'd scream pterodactyl when it
was morphin' time.. i was lame, obviously!)

3. i thought the white power ranger was SO cute!

4. i was absolutely terrified of zordon,

yano.. the creepy head on the screen that
they always talked to.

why did i begin thinking of power rangers at 1 am?

yeah, well -  i don't have an answer for that!

but at least it gave y'all a blast from our past..

right?

fluff ball

i wanted y'all to be able to awe over this doggie as i have been the past few days.

is it not THE most precious animal, ever?

I WANT IT!

will someone get it for me, please?

:]

truth.

war cam eagle

there has been some chaos with cam newton

the past couple of days!

allegations have been made and trash has been talked,
but cam has kept his head up.

if there's one thing that cam has going for him,
it's that auburn is family.. no matter what.
we believe in auburn and in him!
so, we stand behind him through alla this.
auburn family, ALL IN.

the whole situation is a mess,
it seems to me that jealousy is trying to
tear down the best quarterback in the nation..
BUT he isn't letting that happen!

in the game, yesterday, against chattanooga,

cam passed for a career-high 317 yards and
four touchdowns, and ran for a fifth..
all in the first half.

he's amazing, that's for sure.

but he's not just an amazing football player,
he's truly a good guy too.

here's an article i found that was great!

the real cam newton

i hate that he's having to go through all of this,

because it is just jealousy from how amazing he's doing,

but as he said yesterday -
"God is blessing me in my life and the way i play,
and i'll always owe that to Him. When God be blessing,
the devil be messing."

there's two things that are really peeving me..

1. people that are writing things like this
when they are just assuming the allegations are true.
2. alabama fans that are talking crap, NONSTOP.
(maybe y'all should've been more worried about LSU
and less worried about cam newton this week!)

anyways,
i'm so proud of auburn this year
and more importantly proud of cam newton.

he was asked yesterday if he felt differently this week,
because of all that has gone on the past few days,
and cam said, "i feel 10-0. that's about it!"
:]

WAR EAGLE.

pictures source

house hunting.

jace and i are laying here looking at
BEYOND AMAZING houses and rooms.

i figured i'd share some with y'all,
so we're not the only ones in awe over them.


can i have this room? please and thank you.


this would be perfect.


seashell house.... weird.


my future children want this room, i already know. haah.


heaven on earth.


i love this.


built across a river.. oh, i'd never leave my house.


i am seriously in love.


and just to throw this out there... NO WAY, JOSE!

there's so many more,
but i'd have y'all looking forever..
so, that's all for now.

dear uvu testing center,

we need to talk..

today, i visited y'all!

(not by choice, might i add.)

when i came in -

i was a very sleepy,

but nonetheless, healthy college student.

yet, i had the privilege of
spending three hours of my life with y'all

as i took a math test.

once, i finally finished
i left with an unexpected present!

so sweet and all,
but y'all really didn't have to..

thanks to your other visitors

that were coughing and sneezing

the whole time i was there,

i now have a runny nose

and the inability to stop sneezing!

i truly have a new love for y'all now,

and i anticipate next time we meet SO much more.

but hey.. just a request,

you should try to put all the sicklings together..

so, people like me don't get unexpected presents.

yours truly,

mallory blair.

facebook revelation

there's this app i have on facebook,

"God wants you to know"

and it ALWAYS relates to my life.

creepy, huh?

well,

it's 2 am and i just checked it..

so...

maybe i should sleep?

cleaning and homework

will have to be done tomorrow..

and if anyone complains,

then my comeback will be -

"Heavenly Father told me to!"

;]

goodnight, y'all.

cradle robber.

jbieb is the one person that continually makes

me consider being a cradle robber!

i mean,

three years younger isn't TOO creepy..

right?

well, it is creepy..

BUT it's baby bieber.

so, it'd be totally worth it!

i have been a fan since he was a baby..

(okay, he's still a baby!)

but since before he was some big star

and just a youtube kid!

now he's growing up

and is even more precious.

anyways,

watching his old and new videos

has made my awful day splendid.

thanks bieb!

love you for it.

curiosity killed the cat.

have you ever read, seen, or heard
something that you wish you hadn't?

and as soon as you read/see/hear it..

you close your eyes and pretend it didn't happen,

even though now it's permanently on your mind?

welcome to my DAILY life!

but

TODAY WAS THE WORST,

because it was one thing after another..

i wanted to crawl into a ball and bawl!

and i'd want you to feel bad for me

IF i wasn't the cause of my own agony.

but i'm totally to blame,

i put myself in a situation to get upset..

so, i don't expect sympathy.

empathy would be nice, though.

so i know i'm not the ONLY one

that this happens to.

but anyways,

to explain how it's my fault -

i just need to be 110% honest

and say that i'm a pro at stalking!

i mean,

if i didn't want to be a kindergarten teacher SO bad..
the CIA or something would have my name written all over it!

 if you need to know something about someone,

chances are - i can find out for you!

just from a little internet stalking.

oh, to clear this up -
when i say stalking..

i'm not getting my car

and hiding outside people's windows.

i'm using the friendly

world wide web!

i'm not trying to justify it..

i understand how creepy this makes me sound,

but i honestly mean nothing weird of it..

curiosity and too much time is what i blame it on!

but it's getting bad and i need to stop it..
not even because how creepy it makes me sound.
(even though, that should be my reason)
but because i've gotten TOO good!

i mean, not to be cocky or anything.

(not that most people would brag about their stalking skills,

nor find it something "to get cocky" about..)

but

if you know me well,

then you know how good i am.

oh, and

if you don't know me well,

then please don't let it scare you off.

if anything,

let me help you.

hahaha, no..

i have to stop or i would love to help!

i mean,
it's alright when it's for other people,

which i'm asked to find stuff for people

on a daily basis..
BUT when it has to deal with my feelings

it makes me sick!

which is what occurred

MULTIPLE times today.

so, stalking skills.

i don't want you anymore!

my soul can't take it.

go find a new partner in crime.

okay, thanks!

sleep? ..what's that?

i have yet to go to sleep before 4 am in the past two weeks;

however, i have not had a chance to sleep past 7 am either.

therefore, i think it is safe to say that i'm like a zombie everyday.

i am ridiculously tired, but fighting to keep from being a grouch..

because it's not other people's fault that i got three hours of sleep.

anyways, it's almost 3 in the morning. i am talking to my best friend.

i have missed him more than imaginable. school has taken over my

life and made it where i lose contact with my best friends, pathetic.

but yeah, i still have to take a shower - just in case i wake up right

before i have to get to class.. which has been happening a lot lately.

so, another sleepless night is in the process. hope y'all sleep good!

weekend getaway

after class friday,
i headed up to stay with c-o for the weekend.

for y'all that don't know,
c-o is my best friend.
she lived in alabama
and got relocated to utah too!

anyways,
i was excited..
to say the least!

it was a nice little weekend.
i have no complaints,
EXCEPT

walking around a muddy 17 acre
corn maze in heeled boots.

us looking pale in pictures for no reason.

not finding our future husbands at the howl..
i mean, if we can't get them in these costumes
then i think we're out of luck.

and lastly,
not getting to stay longer with my best friend.

halloween eve

*to the tune of the twelve days of christmas*

on the thirtieth of october

my day consisted of:

twelve guys a grabbing,
eleven skanks a dancing,
ten shirtless boys,

nine i found waldos,
eight hours of sleeping ,
seven dwarfs a missing,
six kids a waiting,
five hours in heels,
four stores for shopping ,
three girls a freezing,
two boys a stalking,
and THE HOWL with my very best friend!

some of the numbers above are exaggerated,
both under and over,
just to make it fit to the song.

i didn't keep track of the number of guys that

felt it was appropriate to reach up my dress at the dance

and grab my butt, but it was ridiculous.

the number of skanks at the dance exceeds eleven,

that's for sure.
have a little class, girls..
sheesh.

ten shirtless boys sounds about right,
but oh how i wish there were more.

nine "i found waldos" sounds accurate,
i guess everyone wanted to be where's waldo.

eight hours of sleeping
is not so accurate.

seven dwarfs a missing,
because i was snow white..
yano..?
okay, maybe it was a lame phrase.

when i say six kids a waiting,
i mean the six that was around us..
in reality, hundreds of kids were
waiting in 30 degree weather for an hour.

five hours in heels
was the worst idea ever.

four stores for shopping,
which we got done pretty fast..
we were proud of ourselves!

three girls a freezing
as we ran into walmart
for me to buy new stockings,
because i burnt a hole in mine.

two boys were stalking
me and c-o..
they followed us from store to store.

okay, not intentionally..
we don't think,
but it got pretty weird!

and THE HOWL with my very best friend!