I Have Been Blessed

I knew life was going to well. As soon as things are going smoothly you know it's going to change. Not that I'm complaining. I like suffering sometimes. Maybe suffering is too strong of a word in this situation, but whatever. None the less, I've been blessed. (hehe that rhymes) so,........ instead I'm complaining, and telling pointless stories of self pity I'm going to brag about my cute siblings and roommates instead.

On the left is my sister Jenny on her first day of high school. I can't believe she's in high school. The other two girls are her friends Caroline and Kyrsten. Jenny is amazing at the violin, and has taught herself the viola and cello. She's an amazing forward in soccer, and is amazing at whatever else she decides to be good at. We secretly like each other, but pretend most of the time not to. I think it's because our personalities are so freaking similar. Yes, freaking. So for the record Jenny, since I know you don't read this I'll say I love you. :) which is not a lie.

This is Cammy. She's skinny, 3 inches taller then me, and way cuter. A little obsessed with her hair, make-up and clothes. She's also really good at the cello. It might have something to do with her actually practicing. She sits first chair cello in Chamber Orchestra. She's really involved with orchestra, choir, PTSA, and NHS at school. Oh yeah, and she's also part of the Springville Art Royalty. I can't believe she'll graduate in May. It's freaking crazy. Also, let me talk about the skinny part. Why is it that she can eat whatever she wants, sit on her butt, and still stay skinny? Life is not fair. That's all I have to say. Here's what I have to say about my cute little muffin tops, and big boobs. A man likes more to handle. (At least that's what I've heard, not that I would know, seeing as I have no man.)

Cammy I'm glad we get along better, and are better friends now that we're older. :) I love you.
Nathan. What a turbo. I probably miss him the most. He is hilarious. I don't know any other 13 year old kid that can sing like he can. He got up every morning this summer at 7 to play tennis. Dedicated kid. He plays that bass too. I love him, even with this ridiculous face. I love bugging him about the girls he thinks are cute. It's so funny to watch him blush. I went home last weekend, and almost cried when I saw him because he's as tall as I am now, even though that's not very tall. His neck got a little bit longer, his voice a little deeper, and I always have to ask him how his armpit hair is coming along. :) Although I don't like this puberty thing with him. Not one bit.
I don't know which picture he looks more like himself in.

Now for my roommates. I lived with Briana and Challis last year, and Hali, and Jessica were in my ward last year so I knew them already too.

left to right is Challis , Hali, Bri, Jessica, and me.
These pictures were all taken in our front and back yard. We live in the coolest house/bed and breakfast ever. We have two other roommates that live in the basement, but we don't see much of them. I need to get to know them better.

Look at all these amazing people I have been blessed with.

Life is Good

Can I just tell you how good life is. Yesterday was probably one of the most fun days I've had in college so far.It was so random and fun. (This song that is playing right now is one that we kept breaking out in everywhere we went.) I picked up two of my new best friends Geneil, and Annie, at their dorms. (They're both RA's). We had to go grocery shopping for our Opus choir party. We went to Smith's and eventually we eventually got separated from Geneil. Annie and I got a text at the same time that said "Marco," and then I automatically yelled "Polo" pretty darn loud. This older guy that was stocking the produce asked if we had lost somebody and we replied yes. He said with a lot of enthusiasm let's go call her name over the intercom. He went back to a room and then we heard "Polo" over the intercom at Smith's. I don't know why it was so funny. This guy was just so excited aobut it, he said if we couldn't find her soon we were welcome to yell "Marco" over the intercom. So that was our adventure at Smith's. We then continued by making a stop at Whittlesticks, Cedar Music (where I can spend too much time and money...), and then to Great Harvest for lunch. Geneil insisted I try a Tuscan Chicken Panini, which was worth it. We ended up staying there for an hour and a half just talking. I love random conversations where you get to know someone so much better, and respect and love them that much more.

Anyway, I had to return a book to the Cedar City Library so we headed there. We had just been there a few minutes when Geneil said "There's a bat in here!" Annie and I were like yeah whatever, and the next thing I knew, there was a bat flying at my head in the library! haha oh my gosh, I screamed. I can say that's the first time I've ever screamed in any library...We spent the next few minutes dodging the bat, and telling the ladies at the front desk there was a bat in their library. Super hilarious, but maybe you need to be there. I don't know. Then we ended up in the children's section of library, and for a whole hour we looked for all our favorite childhood books. We ended up checking out 19 books to read that night. We seriously were so excited, we were squealing like 5 year olds. I called my mom, and thanked her for reading to me when I was little. Now I appreciate it, after being around all those books.

We went to our Opus party, ate good food, watched Little Mermaid, and had some laughs. But the fun hadn't even begun yet. We headed back to my house to begin our storybook reading. We read The Little Mouse The Red Ripe Strawberry and the Big Hungry Bear, Owen, Mrs. Peachtree's Bicycle. Miss Nelson is Missing, Blueberries for Sal, Ox-Cart Man, Little Black Sambo, The Napping House, The Velveteen Rabbit, Fortunately, and Heckedy Peg. Oh the memories. :) I hope some of those books sound familiar. I'm so excited to someday read to my kids.

After we finished reading it was like 1:30 in the morning, and everytime Geneil, and Annie got up to leave we started laughing again, or talking about a whole new random thing. We had the TS's (Tired Sillies) all night. 4am rolled around and they finally decided it was time to go home for real. I love days like this. The ones where your stomach and cheeks hurt from laughing so hard. I'm also grateful for the new great friends I have made this year, and the good friendships we have already created, and that is why life is good.

What Is Love?

I cried about a freaking boy today. Oh, and the other night in bed. Are you kidding me. I hardly ever cry anymore, and I waste time crying over a boy?! I don't even know why. I've only been in "love" with this kid for like five years. I haven't even seen him for four months, and I still can't "get over him." What is my problem? Actually what's his problem? He's a wuss. That's what. He's always making up excuses as to why we can't be together. He's scared of commitment. Scared of getting hurt and way to scared to even kiss me. Ahhhh! That's the worst part. How many times could we have kissed? Too many to count. Wuss. His excuse everytime is that it wouldn't be perfect enough. I'm sorry my friend, but my first kiss sucked, and almost everyone's does so it doesn't even matter. I really should just go and lay a big one on him, slap him, and then walk off. Yes, that would be nice. Oh wait, I can't because he lives on the other side of the country now.
Ok....now that I'm done being bitter/frustrated. What is love? Seriously. It's such a simple concept, but it's super confusing. Why does is have to be like that. It's this stupid "game" that single people are expected to play if they ever want to find love. Now I'm not looking to get married anytime soon, but being "single" sucks. It doesn't matter how many friends you have, you always feel pretty freaking lonely. (It does help that the ratio of girls to guys in Cedar is 3:1, and most of the time that one boy is married, has a girlfriend, is a jerk, or who knows what else. Boys really are like parking spots. All the good ones are taken, and all the rest are handicapped.) This was one of the first things I learned when I came to college. Girls get married young so they're not alone, and older single adults get really bitter and onrey towards young married people, or couples in general. (Personally I think it's because they're not getting any action, but who am I to judge, neither am I. My friends are right, I get onrey when I have "built up sexual tension.") haha funny side story, one time our student teacher for choir was writing onrey on the whiteboard, and she accidently wrote horny. It was super funny. We never let her live that one down. (She apparently wasn't getting action either.)
I'm done. It's out of my system. No more crying over boys. No more pity parties for being single. Here are three positive things of the weekend. 1.I went to Lake Powell yesterday! Amazing/awesome/everything Lake Powell should be...until the boat breaks down. Wake boarding and cliff jumping was really fun too. I'll post pictures eventually. I had forgotten how beautiful Lake Powell nights are sleeping out on the beach under all the stars, and then to wake up to some of the most gorgeous sunrises every. *sigh* Now really I'm in love with that. Now I'll just have to stop being sore from wake boarding and swimming. My car didn't even break down going over Cedar mountain! wahoo!!!! 2. I made baked potatoes, pork, and steamed cabbage, onions, broccoli, and carrots for dinner with chocolate pudding for desert. (But I ate all alone, once again because I don't have a boyfriend...oops I thought I was done complaining.) 3. I got e-mails from my two best guy friends in the whole world that are on their missions. One in Samara Russia, the other in the Dominican Republic. I'm so excited for them to grow and learn in the gospel. Ok, that's three. I will post something positive this week.