i found my old photobucket account

i used to paint happy trees

my friend ashley

so lately i have been thinking "thank goodness for ashley."
we have our ups and downs but she is always there when no one else really cares to listen.
that is one thing i admire, she is not flakey. like others.

follow up

yeah so here is a p.s. because all negative posts should be counterbalanced with a neutral or positive one. here is an attempt at the latter:

its pretty hot in my room right now, so i opened the window and there is a slightly warm breeze wafting in. it is giving me great feelings. i like the time i spent single today. i got to do things like go to the gym and then neglect to shower, watch hours of mindless tv with my roommates, read my scriptures, write in my journal, and cuddle with good ole lambert.

yeah, thats all i have to say. this is a boring post. sorry.

pearly white

i'm so depressed. i starting crying in the middle of wal-mart and i had to walk away and hide amongst the baby clothes to collect myself.

these days happiness is fleeting and completely circumstantial.

i seriously can't go on like this. something has got to give.


EDIT// i just deleted 90% of the meat of this blog because it was unfit for the www. i knew i would regret it as soon as i hit "post." anyway, tonight i am semi-proud of myself. while in the depths of the weeping and gnashing of teeth i decided to look outside myself and do something nice for someone else. after i completing my deed of service i feel a little (not completely) better and my tears are all dried up. this font looks like it is getting bigger and bigger.

pronounced jo-an

so, those of you who know me at all may be a little confused about the title of my blog. aubrey joan evans. for as long as i can remember i have refused to divulge my middle name to anyone unless bribed or threatened. but i recently decided to embrace every part of me that i hate, starting with my middle name. joan was the name of my great grandmother.

bye to you

a couple people read my blog that i do not approve of. therefore i will be changing my blog address in a couple days and you will not find this blog unless you personally ask me for the url. and if you do ask for the url, i would kindly solicit that you do not link my blog anywhere on yours so as to avoid further snoopage from these certain unauthorized blog stalkers.

so let it be written, so let it be done.

honeymoon

okay so i just got home from my first "introduction to vienna" class. i'm ecstatic about everything that i heard. well except for the rule that we can't ride vespas, but that is fine because i wouldn't want to ruin my trip because i crashed and broke my rib or died or something. one rule that i cracked up about was we aren't allowed to date anyone within the program or any sexy austrian boys. ummm...? i asked my teacher how he can put restrictions on love, in jest of course, and he chuckled and admitted that 2 of his sons secretly dated and eventually married girls they met on study abroad. not that i would even consider that, because i am already in love and can't imagine a lonnnng-distance relationship with a german speaking foreigner would be worth much. i'm rambling but i can't think coherently because i am so excited! cobblestone streets, horse-drawn carriages, rolling green hills topped with crumbling castles, german pastries and italian gelato, viennese clock shops run by old german men, breath-taking cathedrals towering in the center of the city, waltzing in the street under a flickering street-lamp, lazy gondola rides in the warm evening with the water lapping ryhtmically against the walls of the canal...

also, what is the matter with people? about 40% of the people i talk to think that vienna is in italy...embarrassing.