I'm I the only person that realizes that I can't spell???

I even use spell check, the problem is I've spelled the word correctly it's just not the word I was thinking of. You should see some of my papers I've written (some of you have). When writing papers they go through about 3 or 4 drafts. I read the first draft and check for spelling errors and the next 3 are read by my roommates to correct 85% of the spelling errors I've missed. still after all that I would usually get marked down for a few "then's" that should have been "than's" or a few "affect" that should have been "effect."

The point I want to make is no one proof reads my blog... so there's bound to be some spelling errors. I graciously apologize for this inconvenience.

"My show"

Mid 2007 two elements combined to cause my heart to melted:

1. Blake Lewis: He is the reason why every Wednesday Steph and I scheduled time to watch TV. Not to be like one of those teenage girls that pines over JTT or one of those girls who's voice gets three octaves higher and 4 clicks louder when so and so is mentioned... BUT... BLAKE LEWIS IS THE CATS MEOW!!! Love his half sleeves. Love his gauges. Love his hair. Love his style. Love his face.
   
2. Blake Lewis singing Bon Jovi's "Shot threw the heart." I mean I named my first cat Bon Jovi (that should display the amount of love I have for Bon Jovi, only their music made before 1998, of course.)
   

Here's the truth I'm probably going to buy Blake's new album.

the best thing I've read all night

Tim was talking to Kate in my gmail account trying to see how long it would take her to realize it wasn't me. We finally told her we totally punked her and that it was Tim for a large majority of the conversation. Here's how the reaction played out:

kathleen: i also think it's funny that it says that megan.belcher just said that

me: yeah, it could have actually been her that said it

who knows

kathleen: except that there hasn't been a spelling error since you started typing

that's how i tell

but don't tell her that

okay

Newsweek has called him the most powerful actor on the planet

I guess it all started with my brother. I was heavily influenced by my old brother as a child. Everything he liked I would like. He liked Will Smith therefore so did I. He watched Fresh Prince of Bel Air therefore so did I. He listened to D.J. Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince therefore so did I.
-When I was in 4th grade I remember watching"Six degrees of separation" with my brother and I was confused.
-When I was 5th grade we watched "Bad Boys" and I was still a little confused but liked the movie.
-In 96, my brother was on his mission so I saw "Independence day" with my sister and I was blown away (and may or may not slept in my sister room that night).
-In 98 my brother was back from his mission and we watched "Men in Black" and listened to "that's the men in black" and "Gettin' Jiggy Wit it"



Years past, my brother got married and I was engulfed by punk rock so Will smith and his average movies were put on the back burner- Wild Wild west, Ali, Men in Black II, and bad boys II.
In 2004 nostalgic feelings were relit when my brother and I went and saw I Robot and I was remind of my admiration for Will Smith.
Finally in 2005 my love for Will was strong enough to stand alone without my brother. And luckily for me the hits just kept on coming- Hitch, The Pursuit of Happyness, and the latest I am Legend.
Bottom line: unlike other movie stars and famous people Will Smith has got it together. He is talented. He is decent person. And an all around good human. For what it's worth Will Smith you have my (and my brother's) respect.

Me likey

Things that struck my fancy today:

1. Went to the gym with steph
2. Rekindled my love for Kanye
3. Got stuff done (paid car bill, went to the dentist, finshed Kate's presents)
4. Tim came over!
5. Heather camer over!!!
6. I made Tim and Heather sandwhiches and ate chips and salsa
7. It snowed... a lot
8. Went to Kates played speed scrabble with Kate, Tim, Heather, Steph and Megan
9. Won a game of speed scrabble
10. The girls watched stranger than fiction while Tim fell asleep
11. Came home and at 1:23am my mom was still up watching Hannah Montana on Oprah

There were a hand full of dislikes

1. Found out that I have one cavity
2. Got on gchat and no seattle peers were online :(

Oh what a gift!!

Imri gave me the most perfect megan gift for Christmas.

Oh what an effen day thus far...

It started here:

Then we played speed scrabble...
and I lost so I had to make this:(with Imri's help)

Then we were productive a bit.
Took some pictures.
Then we hit this up:

How'd you get all that meow, all the meow inside that mix?!?!

Sometimes we like to get fancy. Sometimes I get suckered by those people at the mall who ask what kind of lotion I use and I end up spending WAY too much for skin care treatments from the dead see... (I'll get you Itai). Sometimes we watch really depressing movies late at night. Sometimes my car leaks when it rains. Sometimes I blog from Imri's mac book. Sometimes we go out for breakfast. Sometimes I fall asleep to Kaldean doing a shadow puppet show. Sometimes I get my Urban Outfitters shiz in the mail. Sometimes I laugh at my own jokes.

I'm just one of those peole who loves a bit of cake. CAKE!

Somethings that I currently love:

1. Crafting Christmas gifts
2. Crocheting/knitting Christmas gifts
   
3. Winning scrabble (note: win was made possible due to a main competitor declining to play)
4. Fionn in the car.... Fionn Regan any time!
5. Little Britain (and when people quote it)
   
6. Giving shout outs to Tim Glenn
   
7. The book Believing Christ
   
8. Hand and Himri
   
9. Trader Joe's
   
10. Toast
    

Something that I don't currently love:

1. Thinking that it's going to be hot outside and dressing accordingly then being freezing
   
2. losing bets in line at Trader Joe's
   
3. questionable weirdness between individuals
   
4. finding hair in your food
5. talking about finding hair in your food while your eating
   
6. hearing that Tim's car got broken into and all his stuff stolen :(
   
7. people studying for/preparing for finals... boring!
   
8. stomach aches
   
9. too much sugar
   
10. burnt toast
    

If that list made you sad, than this will make you happy: be good or be gone

Never go against a visional arts major when creativity is on the line…

vs

Hans and I made cookies for people. This cookies were not your average chocolate chip or peanut butter cookies, these cookies represent the recipients' souls.kaldean got a magic witch

Cassie got a robot wearing a diaper. Melissa received a kitty with a "meow."

My cookies designs were on a 3rd grade level. I felt like a 3rd grader with frosting all over my hands too. Hans' skill is more on the high paying sculpture level, he was very detailed with his sushi and boot cookies.

I GOT IN!!!!!!

I received a letter in the mail today that informed/congratulated me on being accepted into Seattle University's Grad school! I think at this point I can humbling say "I'M AWESOME!!"

Some thoughts...

I want to be a personal trainer! I love bossing people around at the gym and saying "good job" and "5 more and come on you get this." I would tell people to take their favorite treat, chocolate or cake (Oh I love the cake!) and cut it in half... then it's just half the calories so they can eat twice as much.
There mare a few challegenes in the way of this desire. #1 I don't know all the names of the muscles. I just point to my arm or my legs and say we're going to work this. #2 I would have to become friends with other personal trainers. why is this so bad? let me make a not too accurate blanket statement personal trainers usually = meetheads. and #3 I love sugar too much!

duvets and gussets

Where do I start? I'm back in Seattle. And my skin is grateful.

While I was in Utah I realized that I have some funny girl friends. Kate, Court, and I had an evening out. I laughed so hard the inhale was present. I'm not sure if we did anything really awesome, but I had so much fun. We laptoped, we determine what dress looked the hottest , Tim came over, Kate made everyone ice cream plus milk mixture and court loved the phrase "dust? anyone? no?"

Back in Seattle Imri, Hans and I may or may not have done some yoga moves. There was talk of pilates and a short attempt at the 100. Glad to be back.

I also decided to face the ugly beast of drama head on. So far results appears to be successful.

Explaining Seattle to Utah

Being back in Utah I get questioned about my life in Seattle a lot. Since I don't currently go to school or have a job my normal response to basic questions is "no." For example: "So do you have a job in Seattle?" "Are you going to school up there?" "Do you have a lot of gay friends now?" "Have you found how Stella got her groove back?" and "what do you do all day?" A "no" response to these question has a negative connotation, which leads people to believe that I am not contributing my part to society. Lucky for me I planned a pre-emptive strike before I came to Utah to avoid such judgments.

The plan is two fold.
First, I prepared responses and deceivers for common questions. This is how it’s done: when people ask what I’m doing in Seattle I say waiting to hear back from Seattle U's grad school. The trick is to emphasis the words “grad school” and then quickly mentions the crazy interview. At this point I go off on how weird the interview was and get people focused on that. Now these individuals aren't even thinking if I'm a valuable member or society, they're thinking "what would I have done in that interview" or "that is really weird."
This brings me to the second portion that I prepared- the pictures. I ask if they want to see pictures of my life in Seattle (pictures shown below). And they’re thinking, “Oh who is this attractive individual" and "That Megan appears to be a delight to be around." At this point I have successfully presented myself as a fun, intelligent, creative, easy on the eyes, well rounded, punctual, clean, healthy, energetic, tired, fashionable, hospitable, social, little gem.

It's that easy. meow.

Today was a good day

I'm back in Utah for a few days and thus far it's been great. Here are some highlights from the afternoon. Let me start from when I got new pants.
- got some new pants, I think I like them.
- drove mom’s car and listened to Fionn Regan
- Heaven met my mouth. Kneaders Turkey Sandwich. I could have gone to bed right then and it still would have been marked a superb day.
- saw my bother (oh that's nice).

Some times past by… I met heather off the freeway and we were on our way to Kate’s birthday dinner. I love heather! I love here little heather fashion (let's be honest if it wasn't for her I’d still only wear Ataris shirts with chokers… gross).

The place we ate had no flavor, literally, the food was bland and that's coming from a girl who loves toasts. At this point in the blog I would like to make mention of the dinner highlights:
- Casey Lewis (he's such a nice human and easy on the eyes)
- I made Courtney laugh so hard she started crying
- Tim Glenn
- I chatted with Kate about some Seattle stories (before we sat down)

Afterward we went to Kate’s house for cake and icecream. Here are the highlights from that:
- Cake and icecream (I love sugar, duh)
- found longer than 3 letter words in a quick game of boggle (honey, stoners, etc)
- got to see Tim get his groove on to the music and with the ladies
- got to see Kate turn 23

On our way home heather and I stopped at Dallas’ house. highlights:
- received an interesting text on the way there
- saw Dallo's new half sleeve
- saw Carson! (He had a few to drink so I'm not sure if he'll remember our visit)

Zzzzzzz....

I can't fall asleep anywhere. I have to feel comfortable- physically and socially. I have fallen asleep a few times a certain house and I'm not talking about my house and I'm not talking about sleeping with people either so don't go there!!! I am talking about taking a little cat nap. I would like to say thank you to these individuals for making me feel physically and socially comfortable enough that I can fall asleep at their residence. yeah I'm that awesome... I fell asleep on people while hanging out.

next item of business. two months ago if you would of said "Tim Gunn" I would have said "Tim Glenn?" and now I would say "yes please." The next time somebody asks me if I could have lunch with any one who would it be, I would say Tim Gunn (no offense Tim Glenn I love your timism but Gunns has got this fashion thing going on). Yes, I would have lunch with Tim Gunn and talk about my lack of the basic ten items.

finally I would like to take moment and update every one on my top songs/bands of the week:
1. Okkervil River- Listening to Otis Redding At Home During Christmas
2. +/-
3. bright eyes (no more Bright Eyes Restriction for me!!!!)

Heather tagged my ahhhhh

On heathers blog she "tagged" me... and said that I am suppose to answer the proceeding questions. I'm not sure of the repercussion if I do not answer and post these questions- bad Ju-Ju's ??? eeeek! I do not want that in my life. so here you go:

#1. Five things I was doing 10 years ago:
- obsessing over 311
- hanging out with Melissa Crane
- loving purple punch and macaroni n cheese
- buying a drum set
- obsessing over 311

#2. Five things on my to-do list today:
- go to the gym
- look up power words and interview skills for my Seattle U interview
- catch put on the Life of Pi
- call Tim Glenn
- watch New York Doll with Imri and Hans

#3. Five snacks I enjoy:
- Toast
- apples
- pudding
- zone bars
- wheat thins

#4. Five songs I know the lyrics to:
- Capa Cabana by Barry Manilow
- Living on a pray by Bon Jovi
- Love is a fast song by Copeland
- The sad waltzes of Pietro Crespi by Own
- Some will seek forgiveness others escape by Underoarth

#5. Five things I will never wear again:
- Jencos
- overalls
- my NOFX hoodie I gave to my sister 5 years ago
- brown eye shadow with bright red lip stick (gross!)
- skater shoes to church (I have church shoes now)

#6. Five of my favorite toys:
- Ipod
- laptop
- crochet hooks
- Jason's car while listen to rap
- Dr. Mario on super Nintendo

I'm guess I tag five people now... Oh great it's one of those chain things?! Imri, Kaldean, Tim, Kate and Wendy

The words out...

Today people were under the impression that my blog would be the cats meow. And I submit that it is not! I'm just a girl who sometimes get secretive in not such secretive places (the internet). Who knows if these elements are even secrets! here's the trick- you sit me down in front of some nice coogies and ask me a couple of surface level personal questions, give it a minute for the sugar to kick in, and you can get out pretty much any secrets. (Note: to those individuals who I promised I would "keep it a secret" these secrets are safe, that would call for coogies and energy drinks and things would get crazy.) Let me sum up my thoughts on these events-
1. The cat's meow blogs are listed on the right hand side of the page under "human beeeings "
2. dbm! they're just first impressions and such...

Anywho, I have re-realized that the meanest people on earth are 13 year old girls, because they form cliques. Their games- social games. Their weapons- relational aggression. Have I been a victim to such crimes- sadly yes. People, we need to pull together and fight this! or just give me the tools and the man-power to arm myself! WHAT IS 13 YEAR OLDS GIRLS KRYPTONITE??? brownies??? super hot teenage boy heart breakers???

Thirdly, they say"he just not that into you" but what if she's just not that into him? Do I just tell my friend, "oh yeah guy read this book, I've gone through and turned all the 'he' and 'him' into 'she' and 'her.' And all the 'you go girl!' into 'you go dogg!' "

I love Seattle. I'm growing into a new person. A type of person who curses over email when needed. A type of person who is trying to become more "PC." A type of person who eats sushi with Imri. I love the friends I have made here and the crafts I have crafted here.

Finally I would like to give a shout out to Kanye and his mom. RIP Mrs. Donda West.

"I wanna tell the whole world about a friend of mine
This little light of mine and I'm finna let it shine
I'm finna take yall back to them better times
I'm finna talk about my mama if yall don't mind"

scary movies are scary!

I remember today that I love to dress up...and what prefect timing with Halloween just around the corner. I have a great idea for my costume thanks to my roommate Melissa... let's just say it involves Kanye and tights and a lot of make up. I'll put up some picture later.
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recent thought- I love people who will let you be you, simple and to the point.
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I've started to form my foundation of friends here. I have my base friends. and some fringe.
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Today I got a real feel of Seattle.

It rained all day today. I went down town to be a hair model for the salon 7. It took the guy 2 and 1/2 hours to cut and blow dry my hair!!! and my hair looks the same. Now I know my hair is level 7 with median finest and high density. Tonight Kaylene and I (and other friends) went to the Ballard locks. After we came home made punkin' coogies and played games. It was fun. I also discovered that I should heed to Sarah's warning about said boys have weird relationships with said ex-girlfriends. Noted.

Seattle Washington

Okay. Heather texted me the other night with a good point, she said I should update my blog so she could keep up to date with me. Heather you are right.

So let me start with some back ground info on my life in Seattle… it’s pretty easy, I live in Seattle now. I have no job. No school (currently). And I love it. I didn’t think I would, I usually get bored fairly easy if I don’t have 5 things going on at the same time. I really like doing whatever I want… I’m like a cat. I eat. Take naps. Meow. It’s awesome

I like my new roommates. My one roommate, Sarah, I wasn’t sure if she was snotty, or not. I still am not sure if she is or isn’t… she just voices her opinion a lot. I really like her. She says we’re body doubles; she’s as tall as me. We could be sisters. For the first time I’m living with a girl who I can borrow her pants!

I sleep on a bunk bed and I like it. I’m to the where I can sleep through anything. What works out good consider Kaldean has been sick the last few nights… on second thought maybe that’s bad and I should be there for her. I don’t know.

Boys…boys here…oh the boys here. They’re different. I’m starting to become good friends with my old bishop’s son, which is weird because he is not at all the person I thought he was. The more I hang out this said boy the more he reminds me of TAG in away (not that I could ever replace). I have started hanging out with two boys who are my neighbor as well. They are so….so…interesting to me. They are both attractive, but I can’t tell if I’m attracted to them. What does that mean? I don’t know. The one is very selective on who he hangs out with (don’t ask me how I made the cut; I think it had something to do with my love for music). They are both so creative and talented at crafting and making awesome stuff. I went and saw the new Wes Anderson movie with them. I think they are interesting to me because I haven’t figured them out yet.

Overall- I love it here. Don’t mind the rain/overcast. Miss my mom. Miss Hez head and the kitty. Hate the parking here. Still call T.glenn every day.

My time in provo

My time in Provo is coming to end and well here's to today. I am grateful for the friends I have met here.
I love those friends that let me sleep on their couch.
I love those friends that call me every day...at least twice a day
I love those friends that tell you're a good friend
I love those friends that love kitties
I love those friends that are truly good people
I love those friends that are there for you
I love those friends you can get personal with
.......thanks Provo

treatment center kids

I've learned so much by working at a treatment center. I would like to focus this blog on the more "street smart" side of what I have learned.

1. LA is apparently different from California, so if someone says they are from LA don't generalize and say "oh your from California." This is a red flag.
2. If you think a rap song is inappropriate don't question out loud if it's inappropriate because one of two things will occur a) you will get a very graphic explanation of what the lyrics mean or b) you will get lied to and lose street cred.
3. You can't get street cred by quoting McHammer, Bon Jovi, or stomp the yard.
   
4. You can get street cred by saying the words "Do you Tag?" or "I tag." or "Look at this sick graffiti." *side note: almost any treatment center boy will act like they can tag in hopes to keep/gain street cred themselves.

sick.............

sick of being sick. sick of being addicted to dated shows while sick. not sick of sleeping a great amount. Love sleeping. Not sick of spending more time with 4c. sick of social games. sick of avoiding. sick of being "that girl." not sick of nephew Logan. sick of not updating my blog more often.

Roons

Do you miss living here? Yes. Yes I do...hard

we were pretty close it was awesome.

Okay okay I'm back in the game. It’s been a while....too long! I shan't neglect my blog again! Yesterday was an excellent day:
- breakfast burritos with the roons
- bike ride to Utah lake with the Audrey and the 4c
- --4th row tickets to the Jazz game! That’s right I was all like "Okur money shot" and he was all like here's your 3. and than Tim was like come on Kirilenko! and then we won in OT 127 to 117.

these are my confessions

"it's seven o'clock on the dot I'm in my drop top cruzing the streets..." I've been going through an usher phase... the man can tell a story "these are my confessions...my chick on the side said she got 3 more on the way, these are my confessions..." I'm hoping (if usher is catholic) when usher does go to confession he sings all his sins--> "these are my confession just when i thougt I was done ___lil' john said he got a hit on the way, these are my confessions. I never really liked luda I just wanted him to do that part in my song, so i guess I'll need to keep on doing these confessions"

mad respect for not given respect

I love when teachers bring treats to class. I love respect more when it's given verses not given. I love when people (particularly Diann Webb) say junk like "can i get your digimons?"

The winds of change

Now that Audrey's moved in I want big hair. If you ever get the chance to live with an Audrey or a 4c.....take it!

A door will close

I'm graduating in 2 weeks. then I'll be Megan with a high school diploma, Associates of Science, Bachelors of Science, and a closet full of wicked jackets.

Blarg!

sometimes I just need a little TLC...and I'm not talking about the band. In that case I would say, "I just need a little O-W-E-N" because as of right now I love 'em! hard!

As of late-

I'm tired. I think life has defeated me.
here's the score
Life 3 ......... Megan 6

Realization:

boys are shallow fags!

sometimes I try to get people to move in with me. sometimes this is a challenge. sometimes I think I can trick people into being my "roon," and other times I just use all my persuasive powers. But alas, as much as I want to (or try to) be a devious person....I'm not. this goes beyond trying to get people to move in with me....sometimes I want to trick people into dating me, but then I think"well, I should provide this person with all the information so they can make best decision..." boooooo...!...why do I do this?

random thoughts

The most occurring comment I received in my high school year book went something like this:

"Megan you are so crazy. You are one of the funniest girls I know, don't change. have a gr8 summer."

It's been about 5 years since high school, I feel it's due time I check in on these items.
#1 Megan you are crazy- I still get this comment. I think people find it difficult to distinguish between "random" and crazy;" I think people find it odd when someone just says what comes to their mind, even if it doesn't make sense, even if it's weird...I say....just say it; that's what i've been doing for 23 years and look where it's got me-->
#2 you are one of the funniest girlsI know- well considering that the people who signed my year book was not derived from a random sample, thus creating bias in these results. although, Heather 4c confirmed to me that I was one of the funniest girls she know (and she does knows a plethora of girls). Within the past 6 months I've been rated as one of the funniest (not the funniest but just one of the funniest) girls from at least 3.7 individuals.
#3 don't change- this is inevitable; I mean, I have changed in some aspects (I drive a Ford focus now, I really like school/learning and I don't work at Media Play any more) but some things haven't changed (I still love music, zumiez, peanut butter, toast, and the church).
#4 have a gr8 summer- considering that for the past 2 summers I've taken summer classes, and the year before that I had knee surgery, and in the summer previous to that I tried the Park City life style my summers have been pretty good.... we will call them great because I love warm nights- so check on this one.
In conclusion I feel as though "Megan you are crazy, you are one of the funniest girls I know, don't change. have a gr8 summer."still can be applied to my life today; with at least two of the items in "check" status.

I love music!

Here some music I've been listening to lately

• Mirah- Advisory Committee
• my love for this Mirah has grown
• she's good, that all I can say
  
• check her out
• Copeland
• it's one of those bands I'll never get sick of
• Forgettn Charity --> local band and I love 'em
  

Here's some music I listen to when I'm down or studying

• Owen's no good for no one now
  
• Album Leaf (anything by them)
  
• Bright Eyes
  
• just a little of Damien Rice-cake
• Styrofoam
  

Here's what I listen to when I'm at the gym

• Underoath
  
• Reinventing Our Exits
• I'm content with losing
  
• Thursday
• Taking Back Sunday
• Jay Z (just some times)
• JT
  

Here's some songs I wish we could sing/play at church

• Underoath
• Some Will Seek for Forgiveness, Others Escape
  
• Kayne West
• Jesus' Walks
  
• Whitney Houston
  
• The Greatest Love of All
  

House

Dr. Gregory House- he's so mean, but so right. He can read people like a book on tape. Does the fact that he pops pain killers like tic tacs slow my heart from loving him? would I date him? could I date (that's the real question)? would I be able to endure his personal criticism?
One a scale from one to ten I would put him on the toast level (that's a 9.8). He's so smart. a good person at heart. and a dream boat.

stages of development

apparently blogspot offers many people peace and a place to be witty. I hope to find neither. no. that's a lie, I hope I find both with some other additive elements of joy.

So my life currently is in the intimacy vs isolation stage, according to Erikson's theory of Psycholsocial development. Erikson proposed during this stage one must develop friendships and companionship or the crisis of loneliness will occur. what Erikson's didn't mention is the absolute need for bright eyes in daily dosages. It seem each psychosocial stage I go through is accompanied by a some band that speaks to my innards. during identity vs. role confusion stage i was on a steady diet of saves the day and The Ataris (I know, so 5 years ago).
Anywho, Conor Oberst seem to have "my number" in this stage of intimacy vs. isolation.

" So if you want to be with me
With these things there’s no telling
We just have to wait and see
But I’d rather be working for a paycheck
Than waiting to win the lottery
Besides maybe this time is different
I mean I really think you like me"