I'm Blue

Remember when I said how funny Lindsay is?

Proof.

oh and now here's pictures and stuff...

Ohhh Summer.

Birthday!

{8th birthday? in Utah, surrounded by cousins, sister, aunt & uncle}

Eighteen years old.  When did this happen?  Last time I checked I was just in my backyard at the old house, fighting with Lauren or swimming for hours on end.  Jumping on the tramp and coloring all day long.  Playing in the street and trying to stay up past my bedtime.  I guess eight became eighteen without me even realizing it.  Never would I have thought I would be at college, one semester under my belt with plenty more to come.  With three nieces and five new best friends.  Knowing what I do now, about the world, about my family, myself, and the way life works in general.  Hopefully too, a little more mature.  I'm happy with what I've done thus far in my life, even if it wasn't what I expected.  In fact, I think I am so happy because it isn't what I expected.  One year older and wiser too!  Cheers to that!  Instead of buying dry ice, voting, streaking, or any of the typical "eighteeners", Lindsay and I decided to cross one thing off our to do list: disco skating!  So on Saturday after Grandpa's viewing, funeral, and luncheon, I broke away from my lovely family :( and headed down to Provo for the festivities.

Once we did get to the Classic Skating Center, I seriously questioned choosing skating as my celebratory activity of choice.  It is one of the hardest and most awkward things I have ever done.  Contrary to rollerblading, classic skating tests your balance in ways I would have never imagined!  Let me put it a bit clearer, I have bruises on my hands and butt people.  What better way to humble yourself, especially on your eighteenth, than crawling off the rink?  At least we got out and invited some people to join in the painful fun with us, even if it did take a while for them to show up.

{Please note Kimee on the floor in hysterics...}

{ Dontcha love how I had to have hightop skates due to my small feet?  Awesome.  Oh I love red eye too...}

{BYU BASKETBALL.  No, I am not kidding!}

Next thing on our to do list? Prank Rach and Sky, with "these".

Dancing in the Moonlight

Saturday was great, here's why:

~I had an amazing run that morning in the cool, cloud covered weather

~Got ready easily

~Figured out my dress

~Did my hair (except it was being annoying so i took it out, maybe that's not a good thing)

~I freakin' mastered the smokey eye!

~Took pictures at the Orange Patch

~Had dinner at mi casa, which the desert was delish

~Somehow I got lasagna on my shoulder?!  But I got it off.

~Danced it uppppppp.

~Watched Just Friends for our night activity on Brynn's balcony.  "Forgivenesssss, is more than saying soorrryyyyy"

~Had so much fun!

 Aren't mommies decorations gorgeous?

 so staged

 favorite picture of the night

 Breckie came to help and was quite the waitress!  There's baby in there!

 Kenz and Brent creepin' 

 Ze dinner party.   I wish I would've gotten a better picture of the back of my dress, so pretty!

 Table shot #1

 Table shot #2

 My hair was doing this annoying callac thing...

 Chels!!!

 Christy <3

 ERIN!!!!

 Kimee!

 James.  Yeah buddy, rollin' like a big shot.

 Paige and Mac!

 Caleb!  We're engaged...

Cait, me and Han!

 Yes, I took this picture of Cody.  Thank you, thank you very much.

 Kenzie, Val, Mady, and me!

 So Jake decided to play hacky sack with his phone...  At least it wasn't baby Jesus?

 drivinnnn'

 Deucessss

 Shmokey Eyes!  And my hair when it looked good.

Sunday I was sicky full force:

~Came home after sacrament and took the most amazing shower of my life, sorry if this is TMI.  But I really hope there are showers in heaven, because they are my favorite.

~Doug & Chantel came over for the Christmas Devotional.  Baby's about to be burnt in her oven!  Time to come out!

~Hung out with Todd, Tyler, and Erin.  And I was weird yet again.  Can't I learn how to control my emotions!?

Today, Monday:

~Didn't do my English homework again, if only I had it sixth hour it would be an entirely different story.

~Took a lovely nap

~Went bowling, which was surprisingly fun by myself.  Get in and get out.

~Went on a mini run

~Visited Todd and then Erin and Tyler came.  Woo!  P.S.  we have SO much in common.  Never known anyone to share my love for a specific maroon.  Forizzle.

Life in general:

~School is stressful right now, teachers are cramming, which means we are stressin'!

~I dance in my car wayyyy too much.  Like, I literally go crazy.  By myself.

~My face is freaking out.  First it was full of zits, and now it's peeling and charred, and then it decides to spring up cold sores all up on it.

~Oh did I mention I was sick?  Cause my sinuses are going crazy.

Zee End.

forgive me for the bounty of pictures.

I'm going to puppy-nap Dexter

On Friday the 13th I got to wear my shiny shoes again. It's been a while since they've graced my feet, it's good to have them back.  Caleigh and i decided to head over to the neon dance party with kimber.  we went crazy 'till kimee had to leave, then headed over to the fans and people watched. soo glad we don't take ourselves seriously. seriously.

did i mention i wore my cape? because i most definitely did.

caleigh's beautiful

--afterwards i stopped by christy's and saw sydnee and nate (who's home) but most importantly syd's adorable puppy dexter/mario/cutest thing. i miss my chrissyyy.

--i was reunited with dexter (and nikki) again last night after tanner (who's home from byu too!!! so happy to see him), jacob, skyler and i watched rachel sing.  i loved their doo wop feel, and their voices are incredible.  when i get to heaven i hope i am able to sing and dance. that would be wonderful.

--today i get to listen to my two favorite people, walker and tanner, sing in my ward! and others too. but like i said, they're my favorite.

--i love this wedding.  I'm all for the trendy, off-beat styles right now, but i've always seen myself having a more elegant, sleek-ish wedding feel. my favorite is her form fitting dress, the men's suits, bridesmaid dresses, flower scheme, and green reception. oh and the beach. so pretty much all of it. i think she balanced elegant & trendy perfectly.

--new favorite songs: leap year by maria taylor & that home by the cinematic orchestra.

hasta la vista babay.

Schoolio Foolio

Long post alert.  Prepare yourselves.

My poor counselor.  I never knew who my counselor was up until this year and I've already managed to work her to death.  I ran out of classes to take!  How'd I swing that?  Well I've never taken alot of extracurriculars, I got my foreign languages out of the way in junior high and I took A hour in ninth grade.  With everyone in my area in seminary, football, pom/cheer, chorus/orch, this is reaaally unusual.  Like it's typical for seniors to have full schedules and sometimes even A hour. 

I'm fortunate enough to not have a first hour again!  Being able to sleep while everyone is at school  is the best feeling in the world (or pretty high up there).  I'm able to drive to school traffic free and usually have a spot in the parking lot guaranteed for me.  It only takes three minutes to get there from my house on top of that, so I'd say not having a first hour is pretty sweet.  Especially both semesters of your Junior year.  Like I said, this year I've had some schedule problems.  Last semester, I dropped yearbook.  Then about halfway through the semester, I found out I had to take another class to be eligible to play volleyball by AIA standards.  So I took the online class 'Personal Development'.  In other words, read a book by a mormon author (7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens) about standards I already try to hold so it was a breeze.  I'm actually taking the final tomorrow!  I had volleyball sixth hour, seminary, AND I was an aide.  So I had AP English, and Algebra.  That's it.  Yeah-- crazy.

This semester's a bit different.  I still have no first hour, then I have stained glass.  I was banking on taking advanced art, buttt because of our stupid economy, they cut the real art classes in the art department.  It was funny to me how they had an art show, but there was no real, hard art.  Then AP English with the fabulous Mrs. Snyder.  How I love her, you can't even imagine.  And in case I'm wondering, she didn't give me that A and she hasn't mentioned the e-mail.  Pity me.  Then it's lunch.  Longest thing of my life.  Then Seminary which I love, though I have to admit I loved last semester so much more.  I was able to be out there alot more, I did a devo like every other day, but because of the 'cool' seniors in my class now, I've gone mum.  Don't get me wrong,  I love them and it's still my favorite class of the day.  Now this where it gets screwed up.  I was supposed to have a sixth hour volleyball class, but Coach Katie resigned.  I wanted to go home after fith hour (which would've been math) and just take another online class.  I've literally gone over the class options list for Mountain View a million times, and there was nothing to take.  Nothing appealed to me, or I'd already done it.  Then my counselor, bless her soul, informed me that ONLY seniors could have four classes on campus.  Seriously?  There are so many things that fall through the cracks in the system too, it's annoying.   I'm on track to graduate and everything, and I could've graduated a semseter early, but there are stupid classes they designate only for Seniors, and they're two semesters.  Which I belive they need to change.  Anyway, my mom figured out I could take a speech class, but it was full and first hour (no can do!)  and then my dad suggested an accounting class.  So guess what I'm doing?  Accounting and Finance.  I know absolutely nothing about that, but I should learn alot.  And now I plan to be a CPA like my cousin 'cause they make bank.  Well my dad's stoked!  He even wants to read my textbook with me and teach me everything, seriously, he may be a little too excited.  But so am I because my bffffs Sam and Devin are in there!  Then I go to math.  Which is math.  Oh yeah, and my crushcrushcrush/eyecandy Eric is in there as mentioned in a previous post.  And then I have to be part of the crazy parking lot after school, which again, I'm not used to.  So now my days seem really long!  And thats the life of a sixteen year old yipee.  Remind me to write a thank you note to my counselor.

I decided though that it's good to be busy and I'm excited!  In ninth grade aka my golden year aka take me back, I was always going going going.  I woke up at 5 every morning to run.  I got ready in fifteen minutes and went to A hour.  I was student body president (yeeahh son!) and had Dobson as an advisor so he put us in this crazy student council association where we had to do a ton of extra work (best student council in AZ!).  And when I say we, I mean me and Kimee.  Then I had either volleyball or softball till hours after school had ended and games (undefeated season for both! minus Xavier [out of region] for vball, and the first team ever to do so for softball-- you'd think MVT would loovveee us).  And on top of that club volleyball and club softball.  You could say I was a busy girl.  But I'm positive that the reason why I loved ninth grade was because of all of this hullaballoo!  When I got to MVT, I didn't make student council, and had to quit softball because of our gay, stupid, idiotic, loser of a coach and horrible program which is a whole 'nother story. (They might not have enough for a jv team this year, that's how many people quit! SAD, you'd think they'd realize something is up... Again, stupid economy!).  In all of this everyone was so close!

And now a slew of pictures to depict the happiest time in my life.  So far.

I'm pretty sure only five of those girls are left (4 graduated)

STUD COMPANY.

I miss my tanned skin...

And today was the first morning I've run in a long, long, long time. It's nice getting up at 7 as oppossed to 5 to do so believe me. So I am actually pretty excited! Bring it on! Keep me busy! When I'm busy, I don't have time to think, or sit around, so yayyayyay.

And that is the story of my life :)  XOXO.

sucky.

So this is how I'm feeling right now.

I need to run in the mornings, and not eat.  I just can't get the strength to run again.  I just get so frustrated, so discouraged. Why can't I have my old body again?  Why can't I be blessed with a super fast metabolism?  Why?

Yay for today being the last volleyball practice!  I think I'm crying right now.  But really, I'm going to miss all my seniors!  Yay for dinner at nikki's, (kinda).

Yay for the Harvest Dance! Yesssss.

The exact text I sent Kimee two seconds ago:

You. Me. Harvest dance. Off the chain.

It really is though.  Every year, Kim n' I go incredibly crazy. Well, Kimee goes insane. I love it.

Love nat.