The Twins

I've been told by many many people that my younger sister and I could be twins. I used to pretend I didn't see a resemblance... I do now, but I still wouldn't say twins.

We were born one day apart.
We both have a sense of 'no shame' and 'no filter'
We DO look similar
We have a similar sense of humor

If I had to choose someone to be my almost twin it would be her. Sorry Avery and Meghan, it just worked out this way.

Today we were dancing in the kitchen, you know normal Sunday activities, and we busted out the same dance move randomly. It's like the twin telepathy thing... but in dancing form. Or not. But we thought it was funny.

The twins in Action from Rosie Mills on Vimeo.

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I like the weekend.

I like the ones that go by fast because they seem to be the most eventful.

Soda doesn't make a regular appearance in my drinking habits. Like ever, but when it does... go big or go home.
Photo booths are fun, especially when you're at the front and don't have to wait in line.
Cleaned my room and that makes me happy.
Oh, that's just my other half.
And we had a grand old time at the NCAA championships. We saw John Stockton, split a pretzel, cheered for the underdogs, watched our brackets die, and had some good expensive arena chicken nuggets.
MB left us for the pac-12 championships.
Its okay though, because we had tiny MBs to carry around.
Fireside refreshments for the win.
That's Barry. He's our pass around bear for whoever needs him most. He's the newest member of the MB Fam club.  

Pizza Day

I'd like to write a little thank you to the mystery person who took ONE bite of my pizza and walked away.

Yesterday was pizza day at the union building. Totally unplanned. 1,000 Little Caesars pizzas were ordered to promote an event.. but then it snowed so they had to move all the food inside. Nobody knew this, so pizzas had to be handed out by the boxful. Large cheese pizzas turned into personal pizzas. Good thing there was some Polynesian convention going on, they certainly appreciated the food. Ever heard of the Pie? AMAZING pizza. So good and so... large. Somebody ordered this pizza for a friday event.. but it got delivered a day early. Oops. Of course I had already eaten Little Caesars, but I couldn't pass up all the options being thrown my way.

"We have BBQ Chicken back here!" (My favorite)
"There's Thai in his box!" (Sooo good)
"Here's another box of garlic bread" (Don't mind if I do.)

I felt like I should have some self control though, so I stuffed 2 pieces of the BBQ chicken in a take out box and shoved in the office fridge to eat today. I was only thinking of future Rosie here and how much she'd appreciate it. Today I come in and open the box and one piece was gone. I saw it as a good thing, because I really didn't need to eat THAT much pizza. I looked at the solo piece sitting there.. someone had taken a bite out of it! So that's great. Good thing my boss isn't afraid of germs or anything, because he's currently chowing it down.

Should I say pizza some more? pizza pizza pizza.


Oh and happy Sprinter everyone. The groundhog who said spring is here needs to be taken out because he's all sorts of wrong.

Me: "WHY IS IT SNOWING?!"
Boss: "Rosie, it's because the angels are crying."
Me: "WHY are the angels crying??"
Boss: "I don't know.. probably something you did."

This Kid.

He visits work every single day.
He calls me: ex-girlfriend mills, sweet potato fries mills, and 3AM mills.
He loves to sing 'japanese'
His name is Mikey Mose.
He is my homie.

6 weeks.

Summer is so close. SO CLOSE.

But if I keep talking about it, it's going to keep getting further and further away. So I'll just tell you about my recent bucket list item completion.

4 Temples. 1 Morning.

I always forget how much I love the OM temple. It's seriously sooo gorgeous inside. 

Dating. The do it and the don't do it

So this post is in the view of Rosie. Everyone has the things they do and they don't like, here are some of mine.

Let's start from the beginning



Don't use the dating box to go on a date with me. Man up and ask me yourself!

Don't call me on Friday afternoon and expect me to open my schedule for that weekend. When that happens I have to say no then I'm suddenly the bad guy who made an 'excuse' to get out of going.

DO tell the girl what you're planning. Even if it is the day of it's still appreciated. The worst is not knowing whether or not you're going to eat. When this girl is hungry she is no fun. A couple weeks back I had no idea what the plan was for a date that started at 7 so I ate dinner before. I hopped in the car and this conversation followed:

Homeboy: Are you hungry?
(I could have handled this situation more politely but I was bugged already)
Me: umm.. I mean kind of. I ate a little while back, but I love food so... sure!
Homeboy: Well I'm starving. I was thinking we could go eat and then go bowling or laser tagging or something.
Me: Oh. okay that sounds fun.
Homeboy: So... what do you want to do?

DO have the date planned before you pick me up. I'm game for almost anything but HAVE A PLAN. You could even get my opinion before and I'd be totes okay with that. Don't wait until we're sitting in the car though.

WEEKDAY DATES ARE THE BEST THING EVER. (I'm talking the first date here.) The marathon date is highly unlikely and then I can use my weekend to be with my friends and do whatever I please.

If I was in charge of every date I went on I would never plan on dinner/lunch/breakfast. First, you have to look at price before you look at the actual food options. Second, I hate eating in front of other people. Third, you have to deal with the whole awkward silence/ you take a bite then i'll take a bite/ let's chew and smile at each other because we screwed up the pattern and now neither of us can talk.

Ice cream and froyo? Totally okay.

Some guys should consider turning down the music in the car. It's okay to have something quiet on in the background, but we shouldn't be trying to talk over it. I went on a few dates with one guy, the first two or so the radio was completely off. I appreciated it soooo much! After those he had something on in the background but it wasn't distracting. It was perfect.

Do be a gentleman.

Don't be cocky.

I'm going to ask random questions, the old 'whats your major?' question gets old sup dup quick. Play along with me! ITS FUN. Don't be thrown off when I ask who your disney crush is. I'd rather know that then find out you're just another guy trying to figure out what to major in. (not that there is anything wrong with that)

Please don't try to hold my hand on the first date. Also, let's not watch a movie either.. I'm not your next cuddle buddy. Sorry.

Don't text. Hide yo phone.

This is something I greatly appreciate... other girls don't seem to care but I definitely notice when a guy dresses up a little more for a date.. something other than his everyday jeans and t-shirt.

Ahhh the doorstep scene. gotta love it right? not. I don't expect a boy to slowly roll past my house while I jump out though... so it's something that has to be done. I've experimented with my back door, my side door, my front door and the garage door. Nothing helps the awkwardness (especially when you lock yourself out and can't remember the code. I promise I'm not lingering.) Just make it a simple I had a nice time *hug* goodbye. And try not to use the 'we should do it again' phrase. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY NO.

If I text you first after the date = good sign.

Try not to spend money. You've probably heard it before but the funnest dates i've been on is when the guy barely spends a dime.

NEWS FLASH: girls like a chase just as much as the boys do. trust me.

Awkward silences happen on dates. Don't try and talk so much that they don't happen... I'd like to get a word in too.

That's all I will rant about today. More will come I'm sure.

My sister loves her job.

Tweets from my sister:

"I would say working at f21 is jumping off a cliff into a shallow body of water with jagged rocks and sharks at the bottom"

"To the lady who gave me a customer complaint today, go die"

"The day f21 burns down will be the greatest day of my life"

"I envy everyone who doesn't have a job"

"Would it be so terrible if forever 21 randomly blew up? Because I don't think it would be"

"Today I wrote a short speech on why I should be able to leave work early. it worked."

One day: "I'm starting a strike at work"
Next day: "I started a revolution at work"

"I hate everyone at my work"

"Happy anniversary to me working 1 year at f21. #killme"

"You know your boss hates you when you ask her a question and she just stares at you then walks away"

Snapchat

It's too entertaining.

This is the day that never ends..

Friday was one of those days, the ones that seem to last FOREVER.


After class and work I met up with some girls to take my first of 2 trips down to provo FOR THE DAY.
I don't know how these trips wound up on the same day but they did.

Anyways, we hopped in the car and trekked down south for a fireside at UVU. It started at noon and we arrived at 1245. Oops. So we stayed around for refreshments hoping to meet people. That failed. People stood up, walked to the food, grabbed their taquitos and booked it outta there. K cool. So we drove down the street to BYU and made an afternoon of it.

Ever had a facebook stalking experience go bad? Yeah, make sure you watch the buttons you push.

I came back to SLC and went right back down to provo an hour later to watch the Utes cream the cougars. #mbfanclub

This would be a good place to end the night but hey we're young, so why not move on to more fun? But when you're exhausted that kind of creates a problem. And that's why Diet Coke was invented... as well as the krispie kream store. HELLO NEW FOUND ENERGY. 

Sorry I'm not sorry for all the selfies on this blog. 

Just dance + a houseful of boys in the avenues + krispie creams + pit + card tricks = a 3AM bed time. 

This girl NEVER LOSES at just dance. Sometimes you have to jump in her way if you want a fighting chance to win.

And when you're tired you don't really want to drive all the way home, so you finish the night with a sleepover. You can still do that when you're 20, right?