“And I am seriously farting so much I could start a wind farm.”

Dear Mattie,

I so lied…I totally ended up getting behind again on my blogging, but I’m finally a bit more comfortable in my new school schedule so it should get better (aka you need to start badgering me via text about when I need to blog.) Also, the title of this post is not a quote of my own, but rather, one from my character in Colorado. Just wanted to make that clear.

So much has happened in this blog lag! So I’ll start at the beginning in what I’m sure will be a beautiful analysis of the past few weeks.

School started! Woot? Thus far it has been alright. The first week was definitely tough. The theatre really doesn’t feel the same at all without you. And it doesn’t help that 80% of our members left at the same time you did. It felt incredibly empty, lonely, and overwhelming, but we also have a whole lot of wonderful new people that I’m sure will bring some new energy to the place. We also had auditions for our first show, Colorado, and I’m super happy with our cast- but more on that later.

Then my best friend- I think you might know him- Mattie, came to Commerce for a visit. But not just any visit. He came to pick up the most badass thing I’ve ever seen besides Lady Gaga dressed as a dude: his van. YOUR VAN!!!! And it is so ridiculously awesome. I am still so proud and happy for you. I know you’ve been working on getting it since…I think when I met you in high school you were working on it then! And now, you have it in all its splendor and glory. It really is super cool, and despite the fact that you got pulled over within the first 5 minutes of our first ride together, I stand by my statement that you are a fabulous driver. I am so glad that I got to spend some good quality time with you and see your new toy. And just fyi…it was really hard to watch you leave again. And that’s all I’m gonna say about that.

My entrepreneurial business teacher is a jerk.

Working out and eating right is not as much fun as eating burgers whenever I want and using Dr. Pepper as my main source of calories.

Somebody set fire to the dumpsters in my apartment building. I felt that I handled the situation in an almost-too-calm manner.

I appreciate the fact that you accept receiving a picture of what outfit I’m wearing to class every day and tell me if I’m working it or not.

And I think that just about catches us up to present!

Now I’m just working on class work (aka being pouty about the fact that Dr. Klypchak advised me not to do a Lady Macbeth monologue for auditions because I’m “too young.” I still disagree 😛 ) and working on Colorado. It is going by incredibly fast- we’ll be finished with blocking act 1 by tonight! It is so fun, and funny- Micah is gonna make you pee your pants- no lie. I can’t wait for you to come see!!! I’ve been recording bits and pieces of rehearsals, but a) Carrie says (in one of the videos) “this is so not performance ready!”) and b) I don’t know if that would be illegal or anything, since there are lines from the play being said…? But anyways, here’s a fun little picture of Travis (Micah Haynes) getting lectured by our parents Ron (Storm Adams) and Grace (Denise Buckels) [yay for shout outs!]

 

 

 

 

 

 

So now I’m just gonna post some pictures of things that have happened that were super fun! …mostly I just like pictures, as does Aunt Lorri, so hopefully we can make her smile! Love you, Lorri Jo!

First drive-thru!!! You look like I'm about to eat your face...

 

Tiara Time with Kasey!

I need more big hats in my life.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

wicked cool newspaper nails. i'm proud, can you tell?

Fire trucks and smoke outside PC!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Throughout my character research for Colorado, this is the by far best pageant crier I have seen. Look at the way she's dropped that jaw. Magnificent.

Moment of Honesty:

When you were in Commerce with the van, at one point I was walking down the hallway and you and Jacob were sitting in front of M. Knight’s office and for a moment I felt like everything was back to normal, and it felt like home again. And then I got really sad and had one of those horribly tragic ‘one-single-tear’ moments when I remembered that you guys were just visiting. It really is hard to not see you every day. It is especially hard to walk to class in heels without a wheelchair armrest to ride on every day.

Fuzzy Memory:

I think it’s about time we mentioned this on here: the day we filmed the epicness that is “The Same Repetitive Love Story.” I can still remember how terribly hot it was and how many times we re-watched the clip of that lady driving past Ryan jumping out of your wheelchair and ending up sprawled on your lawn. Rather than explain it all, I feel that this memory can stand on it’s own. To all those reading this who haven’t seen the brilliance that was Matt & I in high school- enjoy. and don’t judge. this was prior to the much-needed Dr. Klypchak acting coaching.

Love,

A’Mari Jo

 

 

Step 1: Get a Box.

Dear Mattie,

So I totally dropped the ball for a hot minute with this blog, but you & I have discussed and it’s all good now and I’m back for another dose of random ramblings!

Speaking of you & I, I just finished watching Lady Gaga’s new video for a song entitled just that, and I didn’t understand it at all. First she was a robot, then she was a mermaid, and a slave maybe, and she was sad that the ice cream truck man wouldn’t give her any ice cream and was just laughing at her instead, and then she was a man…and I promise I didn’t make any of that up. I used to love her, and now I’m scared of her…

So I totally enjoyed your traveling to Lubbock video! I cried for a lot of it (tell Ryan that was some super artsy editing- I felt like I was watching an indie music video the whole time) but the ending was my favourite part. For anyone who hasn’t seen it yet,  scroll down a bit & watch it all the way through. The Plummer boys do not disappoint.

I’m getting a “What Would Carrie Klypchak Do?” shirt, and I’m going to wear it under my graduation robe. There is no other option.

I know you’re going to do wonderfully at Tech. You always do wonderfully, because you’re Mattie. And Mattie blows peoples minds. I’m excited to hear about all of your adventures/ misadventures in teaching- maybe you’ll become someone’s Mr. Feeny! That guy was so inspirational… and I want to head up there to see some of the shows you work on and such, as well as see what you do with your freaking $40,000 or whatever advertising budget! You’re going to create some amazing stuff, I just know it!

My. Hair. Is. So. Long. If I didn’t love Dr. Klypchak so much & if she hadn’t been so awesome as to put me in Colorado, it would be gone. Ugh. I’m excited to have you come see it! (the show & my super long hair) The email has been sent out about auditions and I hope people are excited about it. I just hope I can stay in character during auditions with Micah and not laugh like I always do, because otherwise I’ll look super un-professional. And that’s just not okay.

I think I’m going to have to rename my fish. When I got him I named him MacDuff because I didn’t think he would live very long…but he’s sort of resilient, so I’m thinking of changing it to Banquo. That’s a fun name.

I’ve missed Sonic a bit this week…I can’t lie…but I’ve also really enjoyed my hair not smelling of tater tots.

I move back into Commerce in either 3 or 4 days…I’m trying to figure out which. And I am so ready to be back. I need my set schedule, and my Christmas lights headboard, and my Wall o’ Vanity, and all my Audrey pictures. Last year I stayed in Commerce most of the summer, so I’m glad I got a break from it, but I’m ready to get back to learning, and get back onstage…5 months has made me restless. Do you hear me sounding all pretentious and all “I’m an actor and I have to be creating to be happy”? Do you? Cuz that’s what I sound like. How annoying.:-P

Kasey let me borrow the “he’s just not that into you” book…it’s blowing my mind and making me want to hit men in the face. So watch out! Just kidding! It’s super good. 🙂

My little tap-tapping fingers are getting tired so I shall leave you with our usual sign off.

Moment of Honesty:

It’s totally cool if you want to send my mom a care package…as long as you didn’t watch a video by Andy Samburg and Justin Timberlake telling you what to put in it. Hehehe. My mom loves you. 🙂

Fuzzy Memory:

I remember the mass amount of One-Act bus rides we took together. They’d strap you into the handi-capped bus in the back, and I’d sit in the seat right in front of it so I could turn around and rest my head on my arms on top of the seat. I have a picture of you doing the same somewhere in a box. We had many a good conversation on those bus rides. Listening to Damien Rice say “Scott Mabe” in the “Moody Monday” song, The Glue nearly dying in the back when they didn’t want us to take our own bus & instead put the 3 of us back there with you- completely unsafe- and Amanda almost died because all of the Passing Through rifles nearly ran through her chest when we stopped too fast. Oh! & when the big box fell on you. When it was raining and I think it was Scott maybe (?) who ran out, threw a rain coat on you, ran back onto the bus, and then we all watched you have to hop on the lift in the rain…that was funny. For us at least. 😛 And one of the best moments: pulling away from the school on the morning we left for state and the entire school was out front, with the band playing for us, and Coach Lamb “X-ing out” the other schools…that was pretty freaking awesome. Good times.

Love and miss you like nobody’s business,

A’Mari Jo

 

I can’t wait to not work at Sonic anymore, if only so I can paint my nails again.

Dear Mattie,

I am so happy that you guys made it to Lubbock, with only Ryan’s sunburned knee as a trip injury! I can’t wait to see the video (as soon as Ryan gets off the freaking phone so you guys can finish it) nor can I wait to see your apartment in real life as soon as I get to come visit. I also hope that I can help contribute to the amount of holes in your walls, as this could be a standing tradition of ours.

Today started my last week as a Seven Points, Texas Sonic Drive-In carhop, and it’s a little more bittersweet than I thought it would be. It’s been a lot of  blood (one of our cooks cut his hand one night & I had to learn to cook a burger),sweat (mostly because our air-conditioner is crap), and tears (those belonged to this poor girl who still can’t figure out how to match her carhop slip to the tray she’s supposed to take out. At the bottom of the slip it says “Take Tray :insert number here:” Poor thing…). I met a new Sassy Gay Friend, learned how to make a “Purple  O”, sang Cher songs more times than I’d like to count, participated in an “All You Need is Love” store-wide sing-a-long, danced like a crazy person, learned a few new skating tricks, planked on the tray table, watched the slush machine explode onto my manager, & fed somebody’s dog a hamburger. Overall it’s been a pretty good way to spend my summer and I might even miss being able to say “Thank you, have a super Sonic day!”

I’m getting really excited about going back to school. Mostly because I’m ready to decorate my bedroom (I’ve been watching a lot of “The Nate Berkus Show”). I’m also really excited about starting rehearsals for Colorado. I know Dr. Carrie is gonna read this so here comes the sucking-up-yet-still-honest moment about the show: I’m feel super honored that she’s trusting me & Micah to do this show, and super relieved that we don’t have to go through the audition process. I know I can say on behalf of Micah and myself that it means a lot that she believes so much in us and is giving us such an awesome opportunity. I’m also excited that I get to be dead for 90% of the show. I’ve only been dead onstage once in my whole life & I think that this experience with expand my death-range. Not to be confused with death-ray…because I don’t have one of those. Darn the bad luck. I’ve also been reading Stanislavski for my thesis until I want to pluck my eyes out with a salad fork.

I leave you tonight with 2 photos, the first is for your entertainment & for those who may read our blog but aren’t my friend on facebook :::cough:::Carrie Klypchak:::cough:::  and the other is a little goody my mom found in one of her old purses.

Behold! The Planking Carhop!

And here’s a real gem. This is a photo i.d. card my parents had made when I was little so that if I ever got lost or kidnapped they could give it to the police. I urge you to look closely at how completely gangsta & cavalier I am in that photo. Even at 7 years of age, I knew what a badass I was. And how to rock some killer bangs. 🙂

“Ain’t no bad man gonna get me!”

 

 

Moment of Honesty:

When I start thinking about how excited I am to be moving back, I sometimes forget for a second that you’re not going to be there anymore. And then it hits me like a slush machine explosion to the face that you’re not near me anymore. (And yes, that was my coping mechanism of trying to be funny when I’m sad kicking in.) I miss you so much already, Mattie.

Fuzzy Memory:

This one really is a fuzzy, but I’ll try to remember as best I can.  We were in high school and I had just gotten over my obsession with child-star and one-hit wonder Billy Gilman when we became friends. He had recorded an album of songs made out of the poems of a wee little poet by the name of Mattie Stepanek. Mattie just happened to have muscular dystrophy, just like you, and just like you as well, he was using the talents he had been given to make the world a better place, despite the fact that his life was rougher than a lot of other peoples. And (since I don’t think very many people know this besides us) that’s how you became Mattie to me. I thought that Mattie was such a cute name, and of all people you deserved a cute name, so unless I’m mistaken, I put that nickname on you and it’s there to this day. The other Mattie passed away in 2004, but I think he’d be happy to know that there are still angels like him doing wonderful magical things with their lives (that means you). 🙂

Love you till the end,

A’Mari Jo

“till the end when we part, i will give you my heart.”

Dear Mattie,

First of all, Moolatte’s do not count as ice cream. That is a blended beverage, with coffee being the main ingredient. I am now an expert on such blended beverages, so I win.

I’ve decided to save all the mushy stuff till the end of this post, because I hate having to try to read a computer screen through teardrops.

I agree that we should definitely post videos on here. Perhaps make it into more of a vlog situation. Also, I’m not kidding when I say that I’m going to make you ‘walk me to class’ during the day via FaceTime on our phones. Thank you, Steve Jobs, for facilitating our friendship.

…on a stick = best restaurant idea ever. I still can’t believe our genius sometimes. Now I’m craving a honey mustard kabob. “I’m gonna buy you a kabab!”

Okay, here we go.

You and I both know that there are no words to explain how either of us feel about this whole situation (as evidenced by the fact that we stood outside your house silently [which never happens with us] for 20 minutes crying), but I’m going to try.

Mattie, we’ve been through some shit (my apologies to my Aunt Lorri and Dr. Klypchak for my language). But seriously, we’ve been through a lot. And somehow, despite all my moments of extreme jerk-i-ness, you’re still my friend. And there is no way for me to tell you how grateful I am for that. You have (metaphorically) stood by me through so many situations and held my hand when I didn’t feel like I was brave or strong enough to get through what was in front of me. I will never be able to repay you for teaching me how to be happy come what may and how to forgive. The amount of forgiveness you have shown me is incredible and I will never forget it.

6 hours from now, you’ll (hopefully) be on your way to Lubbock, and I would be lying if I said that it doesn’t feel like my heart is breaking into a thousand pieces. Saying goodbye to you the other night is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do, and even now I’m worried that my keyboard will break from all the tears falling on it. I wanted to hug you and never let go, and during that hug, I think I experienced what Mrs. Davis described to me once- it felt to me like little strings had reached out of our hearts and were touching. I know that there were some things going on that you weren’t exactly cool with at the moment, but I hope you know that I have so much love in my heart for you. In you I’ve found someone always ready to follow my conversational tangents, my obsessions, and my dreams, and while I know that the future has so much in store for us, right now really sucks.

I hope Lubbock is amazing. I hope you learn so much and have so much fun. I hope that you keep Ryan from eating glue. I hope that you threaten Jacob with a trip to the INS office every time he does something crazy. I hope that you find opportunities you had never dreamed of before. I hope you call my mom every once in a while so she doesn’t get crabby. I hope my dad doesn’t answer when you do. Most of all, I hope that you remember every day that you have a best friend who doesn’t know who or where she would be if you hadn’t come into her life. Who will forever believe that you can do anything. Who already misses holding your hand, and seeing you put your head down & rolling your eyes when she says something ridiculous. Who is so fucking afraid of what life is going to be like without you around.

I could have never even prayed to have a best friend like you, because I never could have imagined someone so wonderful as you. Be safe, be yourself, be brave, remember why the bubble bee can fly, and know that I’ll be here every step of the way. You are so incredibly loved.

And as always, the best way to express my feelings is to just quote something, so here ya go.
“I’ve heard it said that people come into our lives for a reason- bringing something we must learn. And we are led to those, who help us most to grow, if we let them, and if we help them in return. Well, I don’t know if I believe that’s true, but I know I’m who I am today because I knew you. I have been changed for good.”

(I’m gonna have to skip the Moment of Honesty & Fuzzy Memory for tonight…I think I just gave a pretty big MoH.)

With every ounce of it in my heart & until the day I die,
Love,

A’Mari-ri.

“Hasa Diga!!!” hehehe

Dear Mattie,

I think we need to make more videos about our lives. A) because I found that one to be hilarious. B) so we can see what ‘s going on while we’re apart. I find it awesome that you had such a popular video & that KoL made you take it down…that makes it seem like you had a bada** video. Which you did.

P.S. for some reason I am ridiculously emotional so I’ll probably be crying throughout this entire posting.

We do have some remarkable times, don’t we? It blows my mind how crazy our lives have been together & how much crazier they’re going to become. But I look forward to every single second.

I just finished watching this weeks Glee Project epidsode and *spoiler alert* Cameron chose to leave! I was crushed! I have no one to root for now…he had issues with having to portray kissing scenes & such because he’s an intense Christian. So that’s cool and all…but I still need someone to project my dreams on…

Today I totally made bank at work. I was the only carhop from 5 till 11 and I made over $100 in tips. Heck. Yes. I told my manager that I want to carhop alone all the time. She said that was selfish and threw tater tots at me. I told her that I didn’t want life lessons from Sonic. Then I had a guy order “a corn dog, on a stick, to go. ” I found this statement to be ridiculously redundant. But I just said “We’ll have that right out to you! Have a Super Sonic day!”

I think you fell asleep tonight before I could ask, but my only days off this week are today (Monday) and Tuesday. Would you be game to plan our goodbye day for Tuesday? Ah crap. :::insert tears here:::

Moment of Honesty:

I usually can’t remember most of our conversations after we talk, unless it’s about something really super serious. I think this is just because we go through so many topics and tangents that even a court reporter would get confused. This does not, however, reflect on the importance of our relationship to me. Cuz I love you lots.

Fuzzy Memory:

I had just gotten my drivers license (finally) and I came over to your house to hang out & we decided to go for a ride in my car together for the first time. So we got in, and I was so excited to go driving with my bff and blare some Jonas Brothers music around WP, and you get in the car and say “Wow! This car is like a space ship! It’s like we’re in space!” And I believe we both thought of that classic Flight of the Conchords hit “Bowie’s in Space” and thus, my precious little blue Honda (that needs a bath right now, btw) had an official name. And Bowie has been with us on quite a few of our awesome adventures. I somehow seem to always think of really pointless fuzzy memories…but I still like this one. I always think of you when my digital speedometer comes on. 🙂

I haven’t done a drawring in a while so here’s one, that follows my current obsession. This is my interpretation of The Book of Mormon cover with some of my favourite quotes from it and with a scary looking Elder Price. I hope I don’t offend anyone…and while this drawing is completely irrelevant, maybe it’ll spark someone’s interest in the show! Cuz it’s awesome!

Love,

A’Mari

I’ve got a notion…

…that tomorrow/ today we’re seeing Kings of Leon! My favourite band! And I am super excited! I am also sick. And that part sucks, but hopefully my doctor can get me all set up for an awesome night of drunken Tennessians & horses playing the drums tomorrow before the show.

Today, I got a flat tire. Which really shouldn’t have been a big deal…except that the one thing my dad never taught me to do was change a flat tire. But seriously, I was so lucky when those 2 random guys showed up almost immediately and fixed it for me…otherwise I would have had to hang out in the heat for an hour to wait for my brother, and we all know that A’Mari and heat are not friends. So that was exciting. And terrifying. And made me miss work, for which I feel really bad. The first person I called was my boss, and it was 30 minutes before my shift started, but I still felt terrible that I couldn’t make it and forced them to have to rush to find another carhop. 😦

I don’t know if I’m gonna be like, super picture ready tomorrow. My nose is all red and my eyes are puffy

I don’t appreciate you making fun of my JoBro’s moments. The other day was the first time I had listened to them in a very long time…I think I deserved a few moments with Kevin, Joe, and Nick.

I would love nothing more than to take a Mattillac trip to NYC for Darren Criss. Though I can’t make any promises about the “no crying” thing. A) you’re going to be driving! FREEDOM!!!! It makes me misty eyed just thinking about it. B) we’re going to be seeing Darren Criss. My favourite of all favourites. C) my tears have a mind of their own.

Tell Pleakey that she needs to teach me bass, cuz I have no idea! I also still have no amp…maybe I’ll build one out of paper and tape…and stickers. Lots and lots of stickers.

I demand that you change my mother’s ringtone on your phone. She’s a classy lady and she deserves a classy ringtone. Something like “God Must Have Spent a Little More Time on You” by N*Sync. Yeah…something like that.

How do we feel about these haircuts? For me…not you. I hate the itch of wanting to cut your hair but not being able to…

From One Day! So excited!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Moment of Honesty:

When I read that old xanga post I totally sat on my couch & cried for like, 10 minutes. I’m glad that I at least said one intelligent thing when I was 15. And I still firmly believe that you’ll change the world. That you’re even changing it right now. And not just because you’re in a wheelchair, I mean that’s totally awesome & a definite bonus at amusement parks & concerts, but you’re just the best person I know. And I’m always overcome with so much gratitude for God and the universe and Tal whenever I think about our friendship and how I never expected in a million years that I’d have a friend like you.

Fuzzy Memory:

Another one from Roots in a Parched Ground and a sort of short one, but it makes me giggle. 🙂 During the show you had your little “oh I’m having a coughing fit! I’m dying! That’s the excuse for this wheelchair- now roll me away” moment, and I would always stand up in the booth and wave or dance with Jamie to try & make you laugh…but I don’t think you ever did. Bummer. It was still funny though & I would almost always miss the cue for my sound cue to end. You remember? The one that sounded like elevator music, and then turned into a “Kenny G meets an Indian flute” number?

I see you today…(that sounds creepy)

Love,

A’Mari

would you like a delicious red vine?

Dear Mattie,

I’m so excited about Jayden! He’s totally a fighter…and just look at that picture! Never have I seen such a contented baby. You can tell he’s like, “yeah…check me out…I’m just chillin here. All ya’ll were worried…I knew I’d be fine the whole time. Now where’s my formula? I needs to get my drink on.” I just decided that Jayden is completely gangsta. And he’s coming home!

Nana! She is like the sweetest lady ever! And of course she won in the freaking art competition…Draco would be proud! That’s awesome that she likes living in her little nursing home. I bet she’s got a group of ‘rowdy girls’ that she’s just not telling you about 😉

What about Friday for the photoshoot? Since I’m already gonna be out there anyway for Kings of Leon! I cannot express how excited I am! “Use Somebody” came on Sonic Live Radio today & I was singing my little heart out!

Darren Criss apparently is supposed to start on Broadway in early January & will only be there for 3 weeks, because he has to be back to shoot Glee…but that’s sort of perfect because it’ll be over winter break. A’Mari’s going on a road trip! Maybe…

So the Ume concert was lovely. They make me want to be talented & stylish. & my giant bags of Red Vines made the trip home at 2 am & the trip to work this morning much easier. 🙂 Post our happy Granada picture!

I’m so glad that you’ve been watching A Very Potter Musical stuff! Doesn’t it make you excited for our future?!!! You could be the next off-centered-jaw guy on youtube!

This post is completely random…I’ve switched topics like, 12 times. Let’s try for a couple more:

I decided today that my last day at Sonic will be August 17…it feels really weird to know that I’ve become friends with (some) of these people, and then I probably won’t see most of them ever again. Jerry (prison guy who wants my number) is very distraught about me leaving…which makes me feel very awkward.

A collection of random thoughts from A’Mari Jo:

I pulled out my brother’s old bass, because I’m totally gonna learn how to be a rock star…but I don’t have an amp…this seems like a issue.

Steffi D. just said I’m adorable on twitter. I can die happy now.

Stanislavski will be the death of me.

The other day someone posted “Ah sh**! You just went Meisner on their a**!” on twitter…made me think of Dr. Carrie! Shout out! Now I’m afraid she’s gonna go Meisner on my a**…I mean butt.

I think you need to give red vines a second chance.

Me & my dad sat around for 15 minutes tonight talking about how boring it is around here with my mom gone up to Oklahoma…if you talk to her will you tell her to come back home? She & Aunt Lorri are partying it up up there.

Moment of Honesty:

Sometimes I sit back & try to remember life before I met you, and I remember all these events from way back when, but it’s like you were always there, even though you weren’t. Is that weird? Did that make sense at all?

Fuzzy Memory:

Roots in a Parched Ground. Our first OAP together…I was just a wee little techie, and you were playing what else? The sick dad in the wheelchair! I always really liked that show. But most of all I remember having to put on your mutton chops before every show. We’d go sit in the corner & you’d have to sit there for 20 minutes while I blew on your face & tried to master the art of spirit gum application. Sometimes they were lopsided, & sometimes they started to peel off, but our conversations were always awesome. Oh! I also remember laughing with Jamie (Hi Jamie! We miss you!)  in the booth about how you hit Clay over the head with that book harder & harder with each competition, the time that the crotch of Scott’s pants completely ripped apart onstage, how funny it was to see Clay (the 150lbs. “12-year-old”) tackle Scott (the like, 125lbs. 50-year-old) at the end of the show, and lest we all forget, the magical appearance of The Beatles “Imagine” as our final sound cue for a show set in like, 1895. “One House, One Town, One World, One Act.”

Love you,

A’Mari Jo

My interpretation of Lauren from Ume.

I am holy…holey?…wholey?…

Dear Mattie,

I have to admit it: I’m really happy about your new hipster status. Now you can join the ranks of not only me, but also people like the entire cast of Glee, Justin Beiber, Steffi D, & I have sneaking suspicions about the late John Lennon. I think those glasses are super ballin…did I use that word right? I don’t really know how to be gangsta. But the glasses are totally awesome! You should just ask if they can put your new lenses in those…wait, no. Because then you wouldn’t be a hipster anymore. Oh! & it’s totally cool that you still shop with your awesome mom. I do the same thing. Who else is gonna tell you the truth about an outfit, other than your sassy gay friend? My mom says hi, btw.

It scares me that you’re buying “casual professional” clothes. This means we’re growing up…& I’m not sure I like that idea very much. Especially because we’re going to be grown-up away from each other for a while…but onto happier things!

In case you didn’t read my status & just automatically liked it, Darren Criss is going to be replacing Daniel Radcliffe on Broadway in How to Succeed!!!! Seriously, I may drive to NYC for a day just to see him. Like, I’m seriously considering.

I’m blogging from the dentist office, btw. It makes me feel super important, like all these people in the waiting room must be thinking “gee…she must be super important- it’s like she never stops texting!” but really I’m just writing one giant text…..for anyone besides Mattie who reads this, this was a perfect example of a pointless ramble. I have these a lot.

Yeah…the xanga…so many regrets…I feel like I want to delete mine, but a) I’d have to try to remember my password & b) I kind of like to have it as a landmark of sorts. Like, “look, A’Mari, you are not as ridiculous as you once were.” & that’s comforting.

K, photoshoot ideas: I love the dog one…can the dog be Cocoa? She’s my favourite. Next: Book of Mormon Joyful Jumping Mormon shot. I think we should maybe just give Ryan or Pleakey a camera & tell them to take pictures of us walking/rolling to mcdonalds…since that’s like, us in our natural habitat.

My dentist says I have a hole in one of my teeth. Not a cavity. Just a freakin hole in my tooth. Tooth #19 to be exact. This is what I suspect this hole looks like:

And this is me after I got through at the dentist! She said my teeth look “awesome” and that makes me happy! Plus I got a new tooth brush!

Yay for Mill Creek Dental!

Moment of Honesty:

I stole a “Juicy Burgers” sign from Sonic last night because I thought you guys might want it for your new apartment. If you don’t want it though, I’m gonna secretly post it on Dr. Carrie’s office door.

Fuzzy Memory:

We were hanging out at your house in Wills Point & decided to go rent a movie. So off we go, we get our movie, & we head back to your house. But then it starts to rain. Luckily we had planned well & brought an umbrella, but the wind decided to be a jerk & we had a total movie moment where the umbrella popped inside out. (my phone just tried to make ‘popped’ into ‘pooped’…gross.) so we drive the rest of the way to your house, me on the side of your chair, with our hair whipping in the wind & rain & it was awesome.

Love,

A’Mari

I’m feeling very exposed.

Dear Mattie,

This is really quite strange. It is very much like xanga  (btw, how the heck did you remember your log in info for that? i have no idea what mine might be), except that we don’t have to keep refreshing the page to read new comments. And I’m not 14 and stupid anymore. Well…at least I’m not 14. You’ve set us up quite the little homey page here…I feel very important having our own blog. Almost as important as Harry Potter.

I’m very excited that there have been 4 days added to our time of being in the same vicinity. And yeah…it hasn’t really hit me yet either, but when I start to think about it I just start to cry…like now. There is definitely some leaking occurring on my face…

My xanga is really embarrassing.

I agree that we need to hop on this whole “pictures of us” thing, cuz it really is ridiculous. Facebook has informed me that there are only 28 pictures of us in existence, because ya know, if a picture isn’t on FB then it doesn’t actually exist- just like relationships. I don’t even think my brother is actually my brother…all because he doesn’t check his relationship alerts. We should have a photoshoot before you leave. Ugh. I’ve come to hate that word. “Leave” not “ugh”.

I wonder if people are going to be able to understand our thought processes, because that last paragraph didn’t have a main idea at all…

I like futons way better than beds. They’re much more functional. It’s literally 2 pieces of furniture in one.

Moment of Honesty: I’m really scared of what life is gonna be like with you not around all the time.

Fuzzy Memory:

Before One-Act Play competitions, Pierson would have us draw names, and then hand-write letters to the person whose name we drew. I think freshman year, my letter was to Jamie Daughtry, but that’s fuzzy because you got my name, and I remember crying for about 10 minutes because it was so beautiful and kind. I can’t remember the whole thing, but I know at one point it said “you always say that I’m an angel that God sent you, but you’re an angel He sent me too.” :::insert A’Mari crying again::: I still have that letter in a pretty jewelry box in my room. And I still feel that way about you, Mattie.

^^^ See? This is what I’m talking about! Like, all our emotions are just gonna be left here for the world to see. So exposed!!! I feel naked!!!! On the internet!!!

Love,
A’Mari

...this is a flock-o-tacos. the one that looks like it's peeing is from Jack-in-the Box...and the pee is actually just grease.