And we just got to know each other.

Follower(s) :
Basically myself.
I have become a slave to the trend of the bradgelinas and bennifers. You heard it first here folks, a couple's blog. I have thought about it intensely. I don't plan on using it solely for our engagement or wedding pics, but I will use it to keep in contact with family and friends and continue to update it. For sole purpose of good, not evil. Also I hate having to update this thing, and I have no idea how to switch backgrounds or anything and my other one is a thousand times cuter. However I might still use this to rant on my singular needs instead of attaching Eric's name to it. I'm undecided on the matter. We'll see.
But as for now,
adieu.

You can catch me on the adventures of c3po, A blog dedicated to my new start as an engaged woman. CPO is my future monogram, CEO is me and Eric, and those conveniently combined create a wonderful star wars reference. Joy.

Man, I love College

Dear minions,
It has been in fact a long time since I have posted. OVER a year, no less.
Here's a quick recap of everything since last March
-Got in to BYU-Idaho (yay!)
-Found out that BYU-Idaho sucks (yay?)
-Moved from Tejas to Boise Idaho (what?)
-Became a BYU-Idaho Cheerleader (WHAT?)
-And met a boy (WHAT?!?!)
-And now it's July and I'm headed back "home" again.

Subject 1.
Roommates.
There are many types. Short kids, skinny kids, kids who climb on rocks.
Here's a quick recap of every roommate I've ever had.
JUNE
the sheltered one.

the psycho.

the weird one.

the drama queen.

JANUARY
the sister :).

the lesbians-including the butch, and the b!tch.

the stuck up one.

the quiet one.

APRIL
the loud one.

the boy crazy one.

the OCD one.

Subject 2) DATES
Dating is a horrible institution that is mandatory for all BYU-Idaho students. Let's see how I did-
The redneck jerk

The naiive foreign one

The whitest hispanic kid you know

The socially awkward RM

Mr. Thinks He's Right for Me

Let me tell you. It's been...time consuming? Let's just say I'm glad I'm out of that game.

I'm practically engaged to a WONDERFUL guy :) and other than the fact my life is down the crapper, I couldn't be happier.

Because I LOVE my t.v. shows being moved...

Pregame shows.

WHAT THE FREAK?!?! The game hasn't even started yet. I don't understand why people need to talk about the vitality of this epic event of these two wonderfully matched up teams.

Here's a tip: most people who watch sports, already know that. Save your airtime for something useful, because all it does is affect the rest of the couch potato Americans like myself and prevent my relaxing time off of work/school/crazy life, and makes it painful. If a game is being broadcasted on a major network, why would the other ones follow? Noone is going to watch all three channels to watch the same freaking game.

Then the real slap in the face. The game is FINALLY over. But it really isn't. What's this? Ah yes...the attack continues...

Postgame shows-because you're too stupid to understand what just happened. Yes, we all did see that shot, and yes, while the commentator said that was a tough call, lets all pretend it was different. Ok, you know who won. It's over. Just stop.

MadLibs.

Ok, so what is up with all of these relationship blogs?

(For the record, I am not against relationships and/or married people)

Other than the ridiculous amount of pictures and the fact their names are practically burned into your retinas from the grotesque layout and vibrant fonts they choose, all relationship blogs look exactly the same. I asked myself, why? They JUST started going out...how could they possibly already have gone on like fifty different trips and have like five page long statements of their "love" for one another? The horrible truth smacked me in the face...

The Truth=premade blogs. If anyone has ever seen How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, the concept of her creeper wedding album with their alien babies is very similar.
Create a blog before anyone ever asks you out, and simply update and photoshop once you are in a barely defined relationship. The components are as follows:

1. The Statement, or what separates them from all other couples. Usually can be ripped from any Hallmark card or crappy Lifetime movie, ex. "He is the cheese to my macaroni"

2. The Story, one of the most integral pieces to this charade. Once again, use your powers of discernment as you peruse through the usual chick flicks for "you had me at hello" as you accidentally bump into him at the office or coffee shop in a nonchalant manner, when you actually met him because you stalked him at a monster truck rally and your fake admiration for the sport gave him a black eye while you were cheering for "Gravedigger". Heck, I'm sure the coffee shop sounds cuter, but its so cliche. At least TRY to think of something original. Like "we met at petsmart and my teacup poodle beat the crap out of his german shepard." Now, THERE'S a story.

3. The picture. RULES-Blurry glow effects usually while in motion outside (i.e. skipping, fake jumping in mid-air) are standard, however they reflect absolutely no personality at all whatsoever and therefore are perfect. I would be shocked if people actually took normal pictures without photoshopping or trying all this black and white crap. Yes, black and white is classy, but when you're kissing your significant other so far away in the rain and its windy and you can barely see your outlines, I'm uncertain whether or not it is one large person or two in the picture. And I'm also sick of all of the PDA in pictures, because if you are one of those obnoxious status couples who intimately cuddle in front of all of your friends in a casual setting, good job. Your insecurities and arrogance not only make it uncomfortable for everyone while they are around you, but continuosly as they see all of your updates on mycreeperspace and stalkyourfacebook.

4. The moment you "knew". It was probably while you were hiding from all of the mosquitos at Dairy Queen, but if you were sitting at the fanciest restaurant on the moon and staring into each others eyes (by the way, staring isn't super creepy or anything) and you both ordered the same thing at the same time, you knew you had become in sync with one another. Not true. Your narrowmindedness and lack of vocabulary make it predictable to guess what one might say. And by the fact you both ordered "water" doesn't mean you're freaking Bradgelina.

Check out the Baby UN

I would continue, but unfortunately my nausea from these nasty fake mad libs might cause illness not only to me, but to my other readers as well(and yes, I've got at LEAST one). I will spare you the further hyperboles, but this poison needs to be stopped. No more countdowns (because honestly, who the crap cares except for you?), no more visually offending blogs. The amount of time I spent recovering from trying to check on one of my friends in a relationship, usually ends with my eyes burning and my upchuck reflex out of control. Don't stalk, Don't creep. Because you're not unique.

Hey A Girl Can Dream Can't She????

Ashley said she'll make me these nerdy pillow cases as my wedding present..

Other options:

This is pretty cool too:

SCARY AS CRAP:

My Favorites.

My ever willing sister to try stuff with me...(and maintain my site for me :D)

Cra80's (pronounced Cra-eighties...) Parties.

http://www.blogger.com/www.nataliedee.com




Tetris:

Tests getting moved...
(no one would dare move his test up)

And the host from the bachelor.
good job, Chris.

NOT SO FAVORITES-
The New Facebook.


Molly, from the Bachelor
this was the only picture I could tolerate because she wasn't wearing her famous ponytail...

The Registrar office at Marcus High School

Swing Dancing to Billie Jean



Twilight Movie

Highschoolers on Spring Break, and those who fake plans to make me work all freaking week. Awesome.

Picture Options

I want to have a cool blog. Here are some options for my picture:
Old School Picture:

Velvet Painting:

Or the ever-awesome:

You decide....