missing things.

the tree stump by snoasis.

the hill at the park with the perfect view of the sunset.

the chatting over cafe rio salads.

the singing by the piano.

the late-night conversations.

the talking about everything.

the not feeling like any time had passed.

the best friend.

kindle my heart

This movie makes me cry every time. 

It's been years since I watched it. It takes me back to my childhood. 

I cried then, too. 

We watched it as a family tonight, 

and as I watched my little brothers and sisters enjoy it,

I thought of myself, 

and how I must have looked when the really intense parts came on. 

Like the part when she's hanging onto the ledge of the house, and it's pouring rain, and you just

don't know what's going to happen? 

And watching their faces when Sara draws the circle on the attic floor with soap, 

and just cries. 

I was crying. My little five year old brother was making a sad little frowny face.

The face you make when you know you're about to cry,

but you're trying to hold it in. 

Ah, I just love it. 

"All women are princesses. It is our right."

kindle my heart.

I like you.

Yes,

you. 

seven - presenting...

Friends: A Brief History in Pictures

featuring: this one,
this one, this one,
  this one, this one,
 this one, this one,
this one, this one, 
this one, this one,
 this one, and this one.

a lovely collaboration

So, I have this friend. Her name is Anna.

She is wonderful. 

She manages to find happiness in almost anything. Give her a cloudy day and she'll brighten it up. Tell her your dilemma and she'll find the perfect thing to say.

Oh, and read her blog. It's fabulous.

Which brings me to my next point...


Anna and I have created a new blog for us to share!
(It's kind of our pride and joy right now.)
Check it out! 

<3/Caroline

discoveries and growing older.

I am myself.  I love being myself.

Senior Year is an interesting time. It is a time to enjoy. I have my friends; it is no longer my main priority to find people that I connect with. I already have strong connections. I'm making them stronger every day.

However.
That doesn't mean I can't make new friends.
There are sophomores to smile at! Juniors to become acquainted with! Seniors to become reacquainted with!


I love it. I don't have to pretend to be anyone, anything, or any other person.

I'm just me.

I'm just myself.

via

when friends take flight and you're left behind

School starts in five days. 

This one leaves for China in five days. 

Everyone else leaves for college in five days. 

Five days.

Just five. 

Five.


take me with you. 

tonight

These:

This:

and these:

and this what I love

Having picnics at my neighborhood park with best friends.

Falling asleep in the grass, lounging in the sun on a giant quilt.

Driving around with my best friend/brother and taking crazy pictures.

Watching fun TV shows with the girls.

Making the right decision.

Talking and chatting until really late and then racing home to beat curfew.

Sleeping in until 10:30.

Looking out the window at the perfect weather.

Summer is lovely.

my friends?

the best around.

More pictures to come.

And a less lazy post, too.

this summer?

tea parties

picnics

the creek

photoshoots

Snoasis

sitting on the curb

laughing on the grass

swimming everyday

swingsets

earning money

reading every book possible

barbecues and chicken salad

warm, starry nights

making cupcakes

waking up first in the morning

waking up last in the morning

playing with my siblings

constellations

sundresses

Deseret Industries

the blog

craftiness and headbands

sidewalk chalk

snuggling up with blankets and a movie

running around in the rain

being barefoot

sewing projects

eating lunch at home

finishing online classes

exercise

Tangies for breakfast

random dance parties

motorcycle rides

Gilmore Girls

surprise parties

Quidditch

the cove

balloons and jump rope

blowing bubbles

journal writing

ferris wheels

choir parties

buying a new swimsuit

French braids

overalls

sleeping in a tent

bonfires in the canyon

voice lessons

umbrellas

finding garage sales

driving around with Christian

Jimmy John's

St. George with best friends

fugitive

breathing with the wind

listening to birds

opening my window

ice cream cones

summer lovin'

fantastic friends

summer twenty-ten

and the week goes on.

I don't really know why this week has been so excellent.

Maybe

it's the sun.

Only it rained yesterday, so that's probably not the only reason.

Maybe

it's my family.

Yeah, definitely a huge part of it.

Maybe

it's my best friends.

The other huge part.

Things are looking up?

Yes.

It's perfect.

End. 

helping hands

Someone helped me today. She probably doesn't know it, but she truly helped me. We were standing outside, just laughing and talking, a big group of us, and she said something that came up in my later thoughts. It was just part of a passing conversation. It wasn't even meant to be deep or meaningful. It was a funny statement, actually, about some silliness on choir tour. But it stuck with me for some reason. Some important reason. It's not so much the event she was talking about; just something that went along with the event. And I remembered it. I took it to heart and learned from it. I know it was important. I feel better than I've felt in a long time.

Today I studied at my best friend's house with a group of people that I love.

Today I started a mental list of books I need to find and read.

Today my friend stopped by and we laughed and talked and watched funny videos for awhile.

Today I fell in love with the sun all over again.

Today I realized my incredible luck.

Today was good.

happy earth day!

Earth Day.

I love it.

I love those silly guys at my school who dressed up in ridiculous Earth Day garb.

I love Tamara for giving me a "love earth" sticker.

I love that I get to walk along a little creek every morning before school and every afternoon after school.

I love the fact that the mountains are still crisply white with snow, but it's sunny where I live (mostly).

It's Earth Day. Let's love it.

jolley good

Happy Birthday, best friend. I hope you have a day full of celebration, cake, and good times. If only we didn't have rehearsal. But it's ok. We'll party there.

You're the greatest!

the list

buy a pair of overalls

have a paint fight

remember to be a good example for my brothers and sister

don't get too bruised

go roller blading

earn some cash

do something crazy

make a new friend

pretend I'm from the forties

pretend I'm from the fifties

relax

study for the ap u.s. history test

read my books

write some poetry

call an old friend

get over past wrongs

spend quality time with my journal

own a fish

pass math

consider cropping my hair short

remember that I can't crop my hair short

wish I was cool enough to crop my hair short

go fabric shopping

cook something fantastic

go on a camping trip

learn Clair de Lune

Also, I love Kiersten!

remembered

It was cold outside, and I was walking to my car with an old friend. We were laughing and chatting, and being very silly, and couldn't stop laughing. We listened to Owl City and danced like crazy in the parking lot. Our government/citizenship teacher laughed at our awesome stupidity. And then we joked about feet. We were grateful for our ability to be completely ourselves in each other's company.

It was a sunny spring day at Newport Beach in California. I leapt in the waves with my best friends and got saltwater in my mouth. We made friends with a seal and got sand between our toes. It was bliss.


The night was warm and smelled like grass. I was driving past my dear friend's house and I stopped by. We sat in the yard and talked for hours. I accidentally locked my keys in my car and didn't get home until 1:30 AM.

I was laying in the middle of an empty street with thirteen other teenagers. The streetlamp cast a rosy glow over the night, but wasn't bright enough to mask the glory of the stars. We laid there and talked about constellations and planets. Not a single car came.

I was standing outside in the rain a summer ago. I remember the sudden shifts of wind that felt as though they might lift me off the ground. Cars drove past me and I stared at them, clutching an umbrella, completely alone. I walked down the sodden sidewalk and wished it would rain forever.

so I wrote about the wonderful town

Once upon a street in New York City, a group of 39 Utahn youth bought purses, ate gyros, sang sweetly, skipped sidewalks, and rode subways. 

Highlights include, but are not limited to:

• singing in Carnegie Hall. Truly one of the best experiences of my entire life. The acoustics were unlike any I've ever heard, and our last song's cut-off was followed by a feeling of sheer, echoey bliss, then thunderous applause that didn't end until long after we dissapeared backstage.
• performing for the elderly in Brooklyn. So moving and rewarding. The difference between the assisted living center and Carnegie Hall didn't seem so huge in retrospect.
• sleeping on the subway.
• reading on the subway. Although I didn't see a butterfly.
• windy boat rides, american history, ellis island, lady liberty
• going to starbucks and ordering a coffee-free frappucino.
• throwing caution to the winds and running pell-mell across the street.
• the twinkling lights of Broadway and Times Square. Even the sidewalks sparkled.
• a misunderstood phantom, a wicked green witch, and a practically perfect nanny-Phantom of the Opera, Wicked, and Mary Poppins. Oh, the magic. The glory.
• spending far too much money on food. Paying for tap water.
• not spending enough money on random trinkets, but feeling very proud of my Mary Poppins umbrella.
• bartering for jewelry in chinatown.
• a rice-paper parasol
• shopping day with the gals
• H&M, H&M, H&M, H&M
• walking into the empire state building completely by accident
• my good luck charm
• my bass, my tenor, my alto
• being banished to the boonies of the hotel
• loving the boonies of the hotel
• Mad46!
• bagel and shmear, bagel and shmear
• making friends with the shuttle guy
• barnes & noble...supersized.
• new journals and a novel
• collapsing in the hotel room, swearing up and down that we would never eat that much again, and staying up all night talking. Every day.
• hearing more swearwords than ever before-also more languages. Also, probably a combination of the two.
• the angel Moroni in the middle of Manhattan, going to church, seeing the temple.
• butt-neked singing, Hershey's chocolate bar, fig + leaves, jinny = stone cold fox.
• the really cool pretzel guy
• zero blisters
• almost involuntarily taking pictures of everything - hopelessly sticking out as Mormon tourists.
• young + love = cute, dramatic, fun to watch, silly, ridiculous, filled with jealousy.
• finding out that I don't really belong to any clique at all.
• finding myself walking down Times Square in a lonely box of space, but secretly enjoying myself.
• the best roommates in the universe
• MASH and true love on the way home
• (the chances are 95% in my favor)
• serious withdrawals
• wanting to walk everywhere I go.

I want to go back,
but I really have missed the fresh air and mountains.

Beautiful Melody

Bonding.

  At Zupa's, no less. Happy Birthday, darling Mel! Tonight we'll celebrate with  soup and salad.

:)

In Which I Venture to Say That My Monday Wasn't Bad

Today was doubleplusgood. Usually Monday means excessive tiredness, unwillingness to be social in any way, and altogether disagreement. this monday=not so.

I went and saw Love's Labours Lost at my school for the second time, only this time, I went on a date. I like dates. A lot. So much fun. Then...I had a late night chamber choir rehearsal. Not the most fun thing in the world, but nevertheless necessary, and it's always fun to be with your friends. And to top it all off, I stopped at my friend's house afterward and watched my very first bit of Olympic Games this winter. THANK you, C. Thank you. I forgot how much I love watching couple's figure skating. And then we chatted for an hour.


And tomorrow, I compete in the District Poetry Out Loud competition!! I took first in my school, and I'm movin' up. It's kinda sorta nervous-making.

But I can do it.

Ice skate found here.