FILM // LAST SUMMER

I finally got my film from last summer developed. Here's a few of my favorite shots.

A POST ABOUT CHRISTMAS EVEN THOUGH IT'S FEBRUARY 18TH.

First things first: I went to a post-christmas party hosted by my favorite ginger there in the middle.

 Such a ladies-man, that Jacob Nissinen.

 B opened up his white elephant gift and, to his (very happy) suprise, found a little pink vicky's box. Little did he know what was inside (Okay i'll tell you. It was a three stooges lunch box filled with every creepy ceramic baby and clown goodwill had to offer.) Yes, I was the mastermind behind that gift. And yes, I am still laughing about it. // Josh got a cupcake maker and Trevor got a fairy lunch box. Oh, how i love white elephant exchanges. ;)

  

 Triplets.

 

 The two classiest girls I know, obviously.

 

 But really though, I love these girls!

 

 

And now onto our yearly neighborhood christmas party:

 

 In which we got waaaaiiisted.

 

 No, I'm totally kidding. It's apple cider. I swear.

 

Not sure what santa was drinking, though.

 

 

yay for christmas in february!

Halloween- Part One!

On the Friday before Halloween, my friends Jacob and B threw a big Halloween party. The rule was: "If you're not wearing a costume, your not allowed in the door." So everyone went all out. (I went as Audrey Hepburn from Breakfast at Tiffany's!) We played games and rocked out to songs like Monster Mash, Ghost Busters, and Teach me how to Jimmer. :) It was a blast!

equal parts nerdy and elegant.

 

we've got bieber fever! it's undeniable!

 

And remember my theory on blurry pictures being the best pictures?

Well drum roll please for my favorite picture ever.......

Tada! I love my friends. :)

there is no real point to this post

(this picture has nothing to do with the post...besides the fact that it is the most awkward picture ever.)

Awkward: -running into a wall. and then saying sorry...to the wall... ummmm...yeah. this happens to me all the time.

-having to call members of my church to remind them of a upcoming party. i have this weird phone-phobia. i just cannot talk to people on the phone! so i had this whole speech written out ("hi my name is CasiDee from the council creek ward. I'm calling to tell you that this Friday...") and each time i made a call, i got one of two responses: (1) "ummm...yeah. i already knew.why are you calling me?" or (2) "i think you have the wrong number..." great.  

-i went with my friend Laura to her older brother's boxing match. we were standing there, cheering him on, when some old guy with a beard and missing teeth came up to us and said: "you two are the prettiest girls here." and then winked and ran off.

-i accidentally broke my friend's finger while playing football with him. oops!

Awesome: -I went out to eat with my friend the other day. the waiter asked my little sister if she wanted french frys or tater tots with her meal. I then giggled and said: "Laura...give me some of your tots." and the waiter, with out even looking up from his pad of paper, said: " No, I'm freakin' starving! I didn't get to eat anything today! Freakin' idiot!" in the most perfect Napoleon Dynamite voice you will ever hear. it was like Napoleon himself was taking our orders. Laura and i started laughing so hard. we were crying, and mascara was running down my face. then the waiter said: "...i can tell this is going to take a while...should i come back?" which made us laugh even harder.  

-we then went back to Laura's house and spent 2 hours learning the Napoleon Dynamite dance. we freakin kick behind at it, guys. for reals. maybe I'll post a video sometime...

-for a project, i had to interview the missionaries in my ward. i asked them who their favorite super hero was and why. one of them said: "Jimmer Fredette and the Bishop, because they both know how to effectively further the work of the Lord along."

now, for more awkward pictures. because i cant think of anything to say because my mouth hurts soooooooooo bad. dang braces.

just kidding. that last picture...that's awesome.

Love,

CasiDee