10.02.2011

on my mind.


there's a lot on my mind today. then again, when isn't there a lot on my mind? do you want to know what i'm thinking about? (you probably don't care, but just go with me on this one.) okay then, i'll tell you.

i'm thinking about this owl on the top of my post, and how the reason i put it there was because it reminds me of my little brothers. i love my little brothers so much, like an insanely indescribable amount. so much that i could never imagine loving anything more than those two boys.

i'm thinking about how today was a really good day. i think besides me being a terrible sport when i got destroyed in monopoly by a boy who didn't even know how to play (and i mean destroyed. like embarrassingly), i am kind of getting back to myself again, cause i haven't really been myself lately. who really knows why.

i'm thinking about how i made fun of a girl today. maybe it was in my head, maybe i shared it with my best friend, either way, it was mean, and i feel really bad about it.  i mean, it's definitely not my business how many boys she kisses and how many missionaries she proclaims to have. i don't have the right to talk bad about her, cause maybe she's actually a really good person.

i'm thinking about how weird things are lately. i'm going on a recruiting trip this weekend to my top choice college and i'm possibly going to sign with them next week if i think it feels right.  it's so strange to have this sort of control (not saying i really have much control, i just like to think that, maybe). but i like the feeling. having someone important know who i am and want me.  it definitely makes me feel special knowing that a school so many people get rejected from is paying for me to go up and visit them. i like it. i also giggle every time i think about it because for sixteen years of my life, i promised myself i would never, under any circumstance, go to that college because of "family loyalties". it's funny because i would kill to go to this school now, and it's weird because my family is behind me every single step of the way.

i'm thinking about everything, really.  i'm thinking about my uncle with brain cancer who i really hope will get better soon.  i'm thinking about the cliche "loving" of cats in the blogging, indie community.  i'm sorry everyone, really, but i kind of hate cats.  i'm a dog lover, shoot me. i'm thinking about the empty feeling i get whenever i hear "on my mind" because i know who gave that track to me, and i know he's gone, probably forever. and i'm thinking about how i don't like that. not at all.  i'm thinking about how long this post is, and the harsh reality that nobody's really going to read this and that, in all reality, it's only for my personal sanity.  i'm thinking about the stressful things in life like, how am i going to pay for college and remain un-anorexic at the same time? and, how are things going to end up? who am i going to be, and how am i going to be it? i'm thinking about blinking caution cones and poop in a bag lit on fire. (sidenote: if you ever get a flaming paper bag on your front porch, do not stomp it out. if you do, you will have melted poop on your shoe. there you go, fair warning.) i'm thinking about how everyone tries to be different by being the same, and i am thinking about a conversation i had about this with someone i really care about, and i remember his responses really bugging me. looking back, they were good answers.  i am thinking about how i should have taken advantage of something in my past, and how i really should have treated it differently, and how that is one of my biggest regrets because i don't know if i can ever fix the damage i've caused.

i'm just thinking, i guess. about everything and everything.

my only resolution: i'm going to be writing a kick-butt letter tomorrow.

"the darkness falls, the shadows break, and the dawn returns, and even then i can't explain how deep it burns, let your thoughts release the cold, and you'll find the body's younger than the soul. i've been known to take my time, i've been told that i'm alright, i don't know if i'm your kind, all i know is that you are... you're on my mind."


b.

9.21.2011

the heart of life.


life's natural highs. according to brittani.
.waking up and realizing you still have a couple hours left to sleep
.cuddling
.watching a movie in sweats and a t-shirt
.eating warm cookies
.wearing pretty dresses
.receiving letters
.feeling like you belong
.someone being proud of you
.jumping through crunchy leaves
.getting an assignment done on time
.bubble baths
.holding hands
.the words "i love you"
.swimming
.drinking hot cocoa
.best friends
.laughing so hard you cry
.loving and living and learning


"pain throws your heart to the ground, love turns the whole thing around, no, it won't all go the way it should, but i know the heart of life is good."

b.

9.14.2011

and the world spins madly on.


and so i've decided. i'm having a winter wedding.

b.

9.13.2011

748 miles.


ventura, california. ventura, california. ventura, california.

ventura, california is where he's going. 748 miles away. for 730 days. that's 24 fast sundays. that's 104 weeks. that's so many seconds and minutes and hours that i am going to be away from him and he's going to be away from me. it's two years of letters and notes and little packages and thoughts about how he's doing and where he is and what he's thinking.  that's 24 months of my secret conflicting wishes that he's thinking of me and his duty at the same time.  that's 17,520 hours of baking cookies that will taste like tin by the time they get to him, traveling to california and wishing that i could see him, school with boys that i pretend to like. it's college, it's family, it's changing dreams and changing culture. it's new movies that i won't see with him and sentences that i'll have to hold in my immediate "that's what she said" because he's the only one who understands. it's the absence of his cologne and the farewell to his constant guitar playing. it's the text messages that lower and the free phone minutes that raise. it's the concerts with different people that i don't know how to sing around, and the tim mcgraw loving that will seem to disappear. it's two entire years. two years that everything will change.

it's two years we can make it through, me in the snow and him on the beach. it's two years that will make me better at letter-writing and package sending. it's two years of figuring out myself and him becoming a bigger man. it's only two years. it's only 24 fast sundays and 17,520 hours. it's only that long.

only two years and 748 miles.

b.

9.08.2011

hello, homecoming.

hey everybody,

i'm not getting asked to homecoming, and i'm very okay with that. (okay, okay, you caught me. i might be a little tiny bit bitter. but not that bad, alright?) but. i did go to two homecomings last year which means i'm basically an expert, right? just agree with me to make me feel good. thanks. well, since we have universally established that i have expertise in homecoming dress shopping, i obviously know how difficult it is to find a homecoming dress. (it's really stressful, promise. i even cried last year. cried. because of freakin' anthropologie. but that's besides the point.) so, this is to help all the girls that have been asked to homecoming find a dress that is a) unique b) adorable and c) not expensive. 

happy homecoming to you all.

love, brittani

p.s. for tons and tons of cute dresses, go here, here, here, and here.


one exquisite evening dress
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all you know is love dress
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scribble, stitch, and style dress
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rosedust dress
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arabesque beauty dress
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from dusk till dawn dress
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crumpets and cream dress
$64.99
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title sequins dress
$89.99
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b.

9.07.2011

bend, not break.

sometimes life throws you a curve-ball and you're left sitting in wonderment with no idea what to do. recently, (and i know it's kind of pathetic that this realization was recent, considering i am seventeen years old), i realized that the scriptures really help. always. every single time. i love the knowledge that no matter what's going wrong, the answer is in that book. i am so thankful for this wonderful resource in my life. anyway, thanks for listening. i saw this directory on one of my bestest friend's blog and really liked it. use it, it's awesome.


b.

9.04.2011