Crazy Socks & Writer's Block

Incase you forgot, it's New Year's Eve! I honestly can't believe it. I was so glad to have this blog to go through, to have a quick recap of the year! Just thought I'd do a post about this last year as well, as it's last hours go ticking by. P.S. Most of these are blog posts if you dig hard enough for them.  January- Realized I would never be satisfied figuring out physics problems like the rest of my class. Celebrated Sammy and I's one year anniversary. Started reading a book a week. February- Played a sweet sixteen with the band. Got to use an awesome head mic!  Got spoiled on Valentines Day  March- Rediscovered blogging. Went to Boulder for the first time. Had first college scholarship interview. Teacher appreciation dinner. Purchased a fanny pack.  Only in Boulder April- smashed a cake with my fist. Played a prank on my physics teacher. Discovered my love of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Wore said fanny pack bought in March to pro...

So, we spent Christmas on the road to Utah, headed to a funeral. Not exactly the way I pictured that particular day going. But that's alright. Because it was a beautiful funeral service for my great grandfather. Not many people get to know their great grandparents and so I'm thankful for that. Even more thankful that I had such fantastic great grandparents and had so long to know them. As the service went on today, I couldn't help but smile at all the stories, and nod my head. Most of those who spoke were grandchildren. But all the things my great grandpa did with them, he did with me too. Whenever we came over he'd always give us ice cream. Always. I remember throwing a baseball on the front lawn once. Another time, when I was about nine, him and my dad shot hoops with me out in the back. I made a few baskets that day, and every time I made one he'd cheer and tell me how I was such a great ball player. I loved that. Every time I came over after he'd mention t...

Thanks to the Bible and Book of Mormon, there are more than a few different versions of Christmas stories. My favorite is the one told in 3rd Nephi with Samuel on the wall, the almost killing of the believers, the star in the sky. I've heard it many times, sang the song about Samuel, watched the movie and everything else. But last year when I read it, I felt the Spirit so strong and had so many things testified to me. And that was thanks to, you guessed it, Sammy. My mom keeps scriptures in all our cars, just in case we are ever in them long enough to read. I'm so  grateful for that because there have been many times I have needed some comfort and pulled those out. We were getting Taco Bell during our off hour and for some reason Sammy pulled out the Book of Mormon from the side of the door and started flipping through it. I asked him if he wanted to read a story from it and he said sure. Not knowing exactly what to read, I flipped to the beginning with the pictures and told...

I honestly had no idea that this Sunday was officially "Wear Pants to Church Sunday" Sammy told me actually. And he was a very confused man. So I read the article, which started off saying women are all wearing pants to church this sunday to combat gender stereotypes and such. I know I'm not paraphrasing everything correctly, but bear with me.  So Sammy was like, explain this to me, I don't understand why this is such a big deal. And I had no idea what to explain. It says no where that women can't wear pants to church. It just says to dress your best. So, uh, good luck with your pants I guess? I personally love getting to wear skirts every Sunday. I feel more apt to experiment with outfits and such and express myself! I love getting all dressed up and spiffy! I just don't get that feeling in pants. But that's just me. I'm not going to go looking at other woman weird if they're wearing pants to church. In the long run, church is not about what we...

Hearing the events of today is heart breaking. My thoughts and prayers go out to all the people in Connecticut. What really got me was watching the President's address this morning. It seems that's all he's done lately, given addresses for the families in our country that are grieving. He's had to give way too many of those recently. What really got me was that back in third grade when we had our first lock down drill, our principal came down to our classroom to talk to us. He said that if someone ever did come into the school with a weapon, they were probably hiding from the police and went into the school so the police wouldn't shoot them. No one would go into an elementary school wanting to hurt kids.  But even with all this, I'm still having kids. Life is scary, and get's more and more so every day. I'm not even going to pretend to understand how much pain and grief the people of Connecticut are going through now. Even with all the crap out th...

So I read this article about a week ago. And I can't help but tell everyone I see about it because I just can't stop thinking about it. It was about how in Brazil, more and more of the models are transgender and how they're open to it and trying to kill the stigma and such. Now, I don't live in Brazil, and I don't personally know what it's like to be a transgender person, or anything like that. That's not what I couldn't stop thinking about. What really struck me is a statement the article made. That men don't suffer from cellulite and stretch marks as often as women and are naturally more lean and have longer limbs. Slimmer waists. Which is a true statement. The article then said, that once these transgender models have their male body hair removed, they look more female than any naturally born woman. It's no secret that the media and fashion industry are always accused of giving girls unrealistic ideas of what a woman looks like. That it...

Sometimes I have so many things I want to say, but then I remember all the people who know this website. For some reason it's easier knowing people that don't know me read this then people who know me, see me on a daily basis. Oh well. This is my blog, my space, a place to put my thoughts that I'm comfortable sharing. If you have a problem with that, then don't read. That's all. The only time I drink pop is if I'm about to puke/just puked/feel like I'm going to puke and need a placebo effect. The only reason this little secret is on here is because I found a picture of me and the pepsi Sammy brought me during my Physics puking sessions, and I feel like people read blog posts with pictures more often then long rambling ones without words. I have a really awesome picture of my roommate and I when we both wore the same brand of jeans and same color shirt without seeing each other. Unfortunately it's on my camera, and the upload cord is back in my dorm...

Well, I've been here for an entire semester and haven't done anything really really crazy. So, when my roommate said she was dying her hair blue and asked if anyone wanted to join her, I jumped right in. I feel pretty awful now though because she dyed my hair and I dyed hers, and I did an awful job. To the point where she had to redo it herself. And her scalp is blue where she parts her hair. Whoops. She's being so cool about it though, I'm glad for such a forgiving friend. With all the stress of finals week, I was seriously considering going to cosmetology school, but now, I know that it's probably not for me. Unless I can learn how to just do eyebrows. Those bring me joy. But I'll just trudge through finals and leave hair dying to the professionals I'm loving my new hair do, it's pretty different.

These guys were on campus today. Genius idea. Having dogs just so you can pet them. Can they come every day?

I never had a lot of celebrity crushes growing up. I felt awkward joining in with my cousins when they would say that the random old guy was hot in pirates. You know, the one Will makes the sword for? Yeah that one. I didn't understand why my fellow campers had Orlando Bloom on their pillowcases. I just never got into the whole thing. Until recently. I have recently discovered there are some pretty men out there. Now, I'm a reasonable person, I know that there's no way in the world I will ever meet these people. And I'm completely in love with Sammy. But I think it's ok to think other people are attractive as well. First it was Adam Levine. It was the messy hair and scruffy beard that got me. I'd never really liked facial hair until Mister Levine. But then I made the unfortunate mistake of googling him and seeing things I didn't want to see, and seeing that he has a very limited vocabulary made up of four words. I no longer find him attractive. Then, i...

Hello December! You came a little too quickly for my liking. Then again, I'm alright with that as well. I'll be done with my first semester of college. Didn't go as smoothly as I would have hoped. Then again, it wasn't as unbelievably stressful as I was expecting. Well, school wise that is. I didn't expect all the other stuff that came this semester. But that's ok. It's definitely been a learning experience, and given me a lot of things to think about. I'm sad no shave November is over. Sammy shaved his little beard. Oh well. This would be the time where I spill the beans and say that he cheated. That's right, he started the last week of October! Gasp! So scandalous! Oh winter break, I can not welcome you enough. I only need to get through one more week and then I'm done! But then again, I also have a week to right a few papers. Ahh! I have a lot more finished on these papers then my classmates though so that's a little less stress. It...

The beginning of my short story for class.  When Dora's son tugged on her pants leg, the last thing she expected was to see him holding a tooth. A tooth that clearly did not belong to him. She was no dentist, but she was smart enough to know the colossal thing couldn't have come from Mark's mouth. “Mark, where did you find that?” Dora scolded. “In the backyard.” “Show me where,” Dora commanded. Excited, Mark ran out to the backyard, Dora following on his heels. He led her over to the back of the yard, to the particular corner that couldn't be seen from the kitchen window. There, her other two children were gathered around a hole in the ground. Hole was an understatement though, they'd obviously been working on this, pit, for quite sometime. If there had been no tooth, Dora would have sat the kids down and explained how digging holes this deep was dangerous because of all the water, electric, and who knows what else lines were under the ...

So. Two years ago, during thanksgiving break, I was texting this cute guy. And we played THE question game. As in the same game from that Sarah Dessen novel, but I'm pretty sure Sarah Dessen doesn't have ownership over said game. It's quite simple to play. You just ask questions, and then answer them. They can be as ridiculous or crazy as you want. I've played this game with quite a few people, but it was never as fun as it was with Sammy. We played all Thanksgiving break, and it was great. Well, not when I asked him why he liked this other girl. Cause he told me she was different and had her own kind of beauty and bla bla bla. I remember thinking to myself, well, people don't get much different than me. Don't worry, Sammy eventually came around ;) Case in point. This is my church outfit. I have never been afraid to mix patterns. And oh my goodness, you should really get sweater tights. They're my new favorite thing. They're tights but they feel like...

Oh, may I testify to the world how true this is. If only I'd known what this week was going to mean to me last year. I'm so grateful that I got to spend it with my family, and, that there was real food. The end of the week is here and I'm really sad. I had a great week with family and getting a break. But now it's over and I have to get back into energizer bunny mode, which is a bit overwhelming. NO! There's about two weeks of school left, and one week of finals and then I'll be done for a whole month! Just getting through these last few weeks seems a little daunting though. Oh well, I'll get through it just like I always do. Hopefully I don't end up puking my first day of break like I did last year though. Good times. My mom and I completely rocked black friday. Let's just say that this girl, named Kylee, who previously had three dvds to her name was able to create her own library of ALL her favorites. And most of them were only $3.99. I'...

Today I'm grateful for my loving Heavenly Father. My Savior Jesus Christ and all he did for me. For my awesome family that I get to spend the week with. My parents who I look up to and have gotten through so much and just keep on trucking. My best friend Sammy. The ability to go to college, and experience dorm living. For friends there who respect me. My job at the bookstore. The fact I don't have to worry about working Sundays. The county I live in, and all the men and women who give their lives protecting it. All the freedoms I enjoy. The equality I'm given as a women. My health. Doctors. That I don't know what starvation feels like. That I have so many things to be grateful for that I have trouble thinking of just a few. There's so many things to be grateful for today. It was a great day full of sleep laughs and family. Afterwards we watched Live Free Die Hard. For some reason, Bruce Willis really gets me in the holiday mood. Happy thanksgiving world. Love you!

I never put my hair up because my ears get cold. Well, just tie a scarf around your head and problem solved. I never knew you could buy movie tickets early until my beloved J.P told me! So, Friday I saw Breaking Dawn part 2 and it was definitely a night to remember! Definitely the best movie in the whole series. I was awed at how great of a job they did bringing everything together, the title sequences alone blew my mind at how artistically they were able to show the part of the book that movie starts of on, where Bella's just laying there turning into a vampire. It was amazing. I'm seeing it again this week, just by the way. They twist blew my mind and had Sammy screaming and me furiously chowing down on popcorn. For some reason it helped with the intense moment. Haha! But first off. Not only was it an amazing movie, but it was an amazing date. Can I just say that I have the best boyfriend ever who will take me to go see Twilight? And he actually likes it? When Sa...

I need to catch up on a few stories. Last Saturday I was woken up with a frantic phone call from Sammy. He wanted to know where I was. Since it was 8:30 on a Saturday, I was in bed. He then informed me that a man with a sword had been running around campus, attacked a police officer, and the officer had shot him. The man died. Well, I had work that morning, so with this news, I hurriedly got ready. As I walked to work, I saw flashing lights everywhere. Turns out, the attack had happened a few feet away from the Tivoli (the building I work in.) There were policemen everywhere, crime scene tape up, and photographs being taken of every angle. I stood on my tippy toes, hoping to see anything, but I didn't. Our loss prevention department works very closely with the police department. So, the girl on duty that day filled us in on the rest of the details. The man was homeless, and it had been a samurai sword. He had died here, and the cop had almost lost a finger. I'm very curious...

It's not a secret I like Twilight. And tomorrow, I'm seeing Breaking Dawn Part Two! With Sammy! No, I do not force him to watch these movies. He wants to see them on his own free will, which is pretty awesome if you ask me. We already have our tickets, and I can't wait! I always said that when the last one came out, I'd be in college, therefore I could go see the midnight premier because I'm an adult and I do what I want. Which is why I'm going to be getting my sleep tonight because unfortunately, I have class tomorrow, and unfortunately, it requires all my brain power. But, just two more classes and I get a week off! Well, sort of. I'll be spending most of break working on my first research paper. Blech. But I still have a whole week off as opposed to only three days, like my siblings. Twilight ends tomorrow, and I'm a little sad. When Harry Potter ended, that was my childhood ending. Now what's ending? My love of vampire love stories? Nope!...

It's election day! And I actually got to vote this time! Which makes watching the coverage of the votes really exciting! I was a part of this! Plus I'm watching it in my friends room, and they're already decorated for Christmas so it feels like a holiday! This here, is history in the making, and I get to be a part of it. 

Dear Edward and Bella, I read your tale five years ago. I remember eagerly opening the box, opening your shiny cover, and digging in. The desire to not eat or go out, because Bella had just figured out what Edward was. How, at school the next day I was lucky enough to have multiple subs who failed to notice me reading under the desk. How I felt so accomplished when I finished it at lunch, but needed to know what happened next. Begging my mom to take me to the bookstore, and buy the rest. Spending all of spring break reading the second and third. Waiting excitedly all summer for Breaking Dawn to come out, and racing my sister to finish it. My 14 year old self saw that as love, and wanted a similar story very badly. Without the fangs of course. Then I went to high school. The movie came out, and our love affair was ruined. Twilight was no longer cool. Being the conformist I was, I hid my love and pretended to think it was all lame. But I still saw all the movies multiple times, and r...

Note to self: Halloween party in college = watching Lord of the Rings. I can dig that. :) Best Sammy quote of the day- "Well, I'm the boyfriend so there's no times I've been right and you've been wrong. Make sure to put that on your blog." HAHA! Found out I have to write a 12 page paper for my honors class. At least the topics cool, we have to describe a society in which everyone is self actualizing with evidence from three books. Guess who's referencing Brave New World?! That would be me. That book has really stuck with me, because the ending made me so angry. You can read about that here . But I can truly say it's one of my favorites and has made me think the most and relate it to everyday life. I keep looking at the Tattered Cover to see if they'll get a cheap copy in, because it's definitely one I want to keep on my bookshelf. I actually got a compliment on my combination of striped cardigan and polka dot pajamas, and it was sincere. ...

I remember the first time I watched the Lord of the Rings. It was Spring Break 2010. We did a movie a night, three nights in a row, my dad, sister, mom and me. It was the best Spring Break ever and I'll always remember it! Now, at my house, when you watch Lord of the Rings, we fast forward through all the Frodo parts in the second and third movie. It's a pretty long movie and he's just walking or overcoming his inner evils. I can't count the number of books and movies I've seen with the exact same themes. There's just something about walking a wilderness that makes for a good way to show change. So, for sanity's and our bladders sake, we fast forward through those parts. And I like it like that. This one time, Sammy was over, and he wanted to watch Lord of the Rings. I put the movie in, fixed the sound and everything, then reached straight for the remote and proceeded to watch the movie properly. Sammy was not ok with this, because he is Frodo and Sam'...

So, Sammy told me that he only liked me as a friend. And I was like, well, alright then, not meant to be. I went on with my party and tried to forget about it. Except, the next morning I remembered that Sammy had one of my most precious possessions, Lucy the Dinosaur. Lucy the dinosaur is a small brontosaurus that I found my very first day of seminary freshman year. My friend and I named it Lucy and would pass her back and forth every week, which then turned into every month, which then turned into once a year. Junior year was my turn with Lucy. Sammy had found her in my backpack and asked if he could keep her. Since Lucy didn't fully belong to me, I told him he could hold onto her for a bit. Well once he said he didn't like me, I decided I wanted my dinosaur back. So, in an attempt to get my dignity back while also showing Sammy that I can play it cool, I texted him Saturday morning, telling him I needed my dinosaur back. Surprisingly, he was awake and texted right back sayi...

Happy Halloween! Last year on Halloween I had a cold. This year I woke up incredibly dizzy. But it was still a good day. Since I was so dizzy there was no way I was going to be able to go to work and look up down up down up down because every time I move my head the world goes wooooo! Not fun. So I called in sick and tried to sleep it off. That helped a little bit. Sweet Sammy spent part of the afternoon with me since I wasn't feeling good. He did the same thing last Halloween when I was sick. He's good to me. I got a whole lot done on my novel, and I found out for my final in narrative I need to write a short story and then analyze it. Short stories aren't really my thing but I have a whole lot of ideas for this one and I'm excited. I have my rough draft almost finished! Hopefully things don't go down hill towards the end. For dinner we decided to get dressed up in our Halloween costumes. I didn't feel like buying a costume, so I was going to be a cat. But ...

So many things going through my mind today. I wish I was out in Utah with my family right now. I miss them a lot and wish that I was able to be there to pay respects to my great grandma. I'm glad that I got to know her, not many people I know get to even meet their great grandparents. It's so weird, I was just talking to her at my uncle's funeral last month and she seemed right as ever. She made me laugh so hard. She was saying how she just doesn't understand the boys with the long hair, or the girls with hair in their eyes. "I made sure to make sure you didn't have hair in your eyes before I said that." Hahaha, thanks grandma. She was a fiesty lady. This Frankenstorm is really freaking me out, and I'm nowhere near the east coast. I'm praying for all of you over there. I'm thankful for prophets who know what's coming and say things to get us prepared. Gordon B. Hinkley warning everyone to get out of debt years before the recession? 72 ...

It was a Friday night. I was headed to a Halloween party with one of my friends. Sadly, I'm not friends with that girl anymore, but that is a very long different story. Anyways. We went to the Halloween party and it was pretty fun, even though we only knew each other and the girl actually throwing the party. (Side note, the girl throwing the party, Jessica, is ENGAGED now. Crazy!) We played fugitive and I just spent the night riding in my friends truck while she drove around and around. While she was driving, I was thinking to a conversation earlier in the day. It was Sammy's birthday, a day I had memorized. I made sure to tell him happy birthday the second I saw him that day. And then over and over again every other time I saw him, which was quite a lot. During our world history class, we were in the computer lab and there just so happened to be a seat next to Sammy, so naturally, I sat there. That was how I was able to overhear the conversation with him and one of his frien...