empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs, and empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs

I found this little survey thing on Jessica and Chris' blog and thought it sounded fun. So here goes!

I am: a mountain. I am a tall tree. (it's a song.. I'm not actually speaking in metaphor)

I think: frequently about the spider in the bathroom that both my parents refused to kill today. Mean!

I have: to go to the bathroom. which brings up a major dilemma!

I dislike: how cold our basement is.

I miss: BYU.

I fear: that I get my hopes up too high.

I feel: pensive. I could write a song or something haha.

I hear: "Empty Chairs" by Don McLean in my left ear, the ticking of the wall clock in my right ear (only one earbud in)

I smell: pretty nice if I do say so myself!

I crave: life experiences that will inspire some great essays.

I cry: pretty often, but I'm becoming okay with that. Seriously, Relief Society gets me almost every time!

I usually: am a pretty social person. What is happening to me this summer?!

I search: for my cell phone about ten times a day.

I wonder: who Don McLean wrote this beautiful song about. She must've been something else!

I regret: some things.

I wish: that he would realize his potential, and run with it.

I love: a good soil.

I care: even when it's safer and easier not to.

I always: carry a little bottle of hairspray. I'm really shallow...

I worry: about my future. WHAT WILL I BE?

I am not: completely bummed that the charming man in my English class got engaged this summer. I'm totally happy about it actually :|

I remember: painting this cute picture that hangs on my wall. good times, good company :)

I believe: "in Christ as I believe the sun has risen. Not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else." -C.S. Lewis (new favourite quote)

I sing: if I'm feelin' it.

I don't always: say much. Sometimes I like to just watch.

I write: because life is too good not to. Or because sometimes life is too bad not to. Life is just too everything, not to write about it.

I win: to ze basroom and feel much bettah.

I lose: staring contests every single time.

I listen: very poorly. Sometimes my mom will say like 5 sentences to me before I realize I need to be listening, at which point it's just my best guess as to what she might be talking about. I'm really sorry about this, Mom.

I don't understand: the art of flirting. I'm pretty sure I've done it before but it's nothing I have control over.

I can usually be found: in over-sized t-shirts and boxer shorts. Gotta love summer!

I need: this survey to be over.

I forget: every second of my life before this survey began.

I am happy: when I receive comments on my blog hint hint!