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...