I feel like daydreaming is all I want to do these days.
Let's see, It's one a.m. and I want to finish my essay before I go to bed. But what am I doing? Obviously not writing my essay! Right now I am writing a post about daydreaming, which is what I found myself doing before I decided to write this post about the daydreaming I was doing instead of my essay. Ya dig?
I daydream about sunshine
I daydream about summer time when I won't have homework (even though I will have homework...even in Thailand...Lame yeah?)
I daydream about boys...how predictable am I?!
I daydream about my best friends coming home from their missions SO soon.
I daydream about random things, pretty much wherever my mind will take me.
Now is the point in the semester when it's crunch time. The final projects I didn't even know existed until last week are due THIS week. Finals are quickly approaching. Schedules for next fall need to be figured out.
And all this happens while I can't focus on ANYTHING except my daydreams. Honestly, I'd pick a daydream over an essay about hobo's any day. But I'm kinda doubting that my professor would be okay with an essay about homecoming queens, boys, sunshine, and the yummy cookie I just ate. Hate that.
I am okay with the pattern that seems to be going on in my head though. I type a sentence about hobo's, then daydream about whatever I want. Then write a sentence about hobo's, and the process continues. Good thing this essay is only one page single spaced! Or else i'd never get to sleep.
P.S. Writing a one page essay is pretty dang hard when i'm getting so used to 6+ page ones!
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
It's Your Body, Body Language
Wanna know what's cool....me. But that is for a whole other post. JUST KIDDING Wanna know what's cool for reals...bodies! They really are the greatest thing. It lets me live life. See the beauty around me. Smell the caramel brownies Rachel just made. Taste the caramel brownies Rachel just made. Touch anything fluffy (IT'S SO FLUFFY I'M GONNA DIE! name that movie). And hear the awesome music that gets me through anything and everything. Why am I thinking about the awesome-ness of bodies? While I am running, it's just one of those things you have to experience for yourself, but it is the COOLEST thing when your mind loses control and your body takes over. There is no way my mind would let me run for hours at a time. But somehow my body just kicks it into gear and off I go! There is this mysterious point of a run where my mind finally shuts up and lets my legs to the thinkin. It is a beautiful thing. Also! I find myself encountering a lot of needles this week, and I have to remind myself that bodies are good. Bodies are necessary. And shots are just a thorn on the rose of life. ha! Earlier this week I gave blood***. Seriously one of my favorite pastimes. If giving blood was a talent. Then I would have one talent. So I'm counting it. Giving blood is my talent. ***when the nice doctor man says don't do any exercise for 5 hours after giving blood....he means it. My "friend" cough cough learned that lesson the hard way...two miles away from her house.... Anyway, that was self inflicted needle poking that I can handle. How cool is it that we all have an extra liter of blood in us that can save someones life?! We were built with a service opportunity right in our veins. I love that. AND! How cool is it that we have an excuse to eat hundreds of calories of free cookies after? Tomorrow I am getting blood drawn to see what shots I have had in my lifetime. How cool is that?! I didn't even know they could do that! The only bad thing, it will tell me all the shots I DON'T have. And Thursday...oh Thursday. I'm dreading it. It is shot day. Like, pretty sure i'm excited for Thailand. But I am NOT happy for the dead arm that i'm going to have all weekend.... Wish me luck!
Monday, March 28, 2011
I'm Blue (da ba de da ba di).
Contrary to popular belief, i'm not even blue!
You know those tests that everyone takes to figure out what color they are? Or what letter personality they are? Or what they are on the "happy scale"? Yeah those ones where you answer hundreds* of the same questions....well i've had to take a million* of them these days for one of my classes.
*no exaggeration
And....
I don't think I exist. According to all of these tests, I seriously don't exist. You think i'm wrong?
On the color test I end up with all of them exactly even across the board
On the letter test I end up with the most "n's" which are the obscure words they throw in there that no one ever picks so they don't define it as a personality type. My teacher said that if you get mostly n then you should talk to a psychiatrist. I like to think he was joking...
On the authentic happiness test my number one "strength" is kindness. woopee everyone can be kind.
On the shape test I am almost all "z's." Last I checked, z is a letter...
You get what i'm saying?? Either there is no one like me that has ever created one of these tests. Not likely. I don't know myself well enough to answer the dumb questions. I hope that's not likely. Or I just don't fit into these lameo molds these tests try to create. I'm hoping for that option.
They are sort of entertaining to take I guess. Except, I can only answer the same question so many times!!
Do you like talking to other people?
Do you find conversing with other people fulfilling?
Do you find interaction with others enjoyable?
Do you enjoy talking to friends and family?
Come on now test making people. I'm pretty sure they are all asking me the same thing.
Well here you have it. I am a kind, rainbow, z, and n person? What does that even mean???
WHO KNOWS!
You know those tests that everyone takes to figure out what color they are? Or what letter personality they are? Or what they are on the "happy scale"? Yeah those ones where you answer hundreds* of the same questions....well i've had to take a million* of them these days for one of my classes.
*no exaggeration
And....
I don't think I exist. According to all of these tests, I seriously don't exist. You think i'm wrong?
On the color test I end up with all of them exactly even across the board
On the letter test I end up with the most "n's" which are the obscure words they throw in there that no one ever picks so they don't define it as a personality type. My teacher said that if you get mostly n then you should talk to a psychiatrist. I like to think he was joking...
On the authentic happiness test my number one "strength" is kindness. woopee everyone can be kind.
On the shape test I am almost all "z's." Last I checked, z is a letter...
You get what i'm saying?? Either there is no one like me that has ever created one of these tests. Not likely. I don't know myself well enough to answer the dumb questions. I hope that's not likely. Or I just don't fit into these lameo molds these tests try to create. I'm hoping for that option.
They are sort of entertaining to take I guess. Except, I can only answer the same question so many times!!
Do you like talking to other people?
Do you find conversing with other people fulfilling?
Do you find interaction with others enjoyable?
Do you enjoy talking to friends and family?
Come on now test making people. I'm pretty sure they are all asking me the same thing.
Well here you have it. I am a kind, rainbow, z, and n person? What does that even mean???
WHO KNOWS!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
I Am Not Into The Idea Of Living Without You
Today was a sad day in my life.
The BYU basketball team lost...
After a well fought game, an astounding season, and the best team I'll probably ever see in my lifetime, their season came to an end.
And honestly, I am NOT into the idea of living without those boys and their games. They are pretty much the only thing to live for during Winter semester (other than Festival of Colors of course).
Winter semester is a bleak one. No breaks. Bad weather. Hard classes. Those boys make winter semester worth living. Am I being dramatic enough? Because this is a BIG DEAL people!!
Having their games to look forward to is great. Having a potential vacation hovering in my mind as they head to their next city is always a happy thought. But ya know, all good things must come to an end. What does that mean now?
See ya in the NBA Jimmer
One season closer to T-Haws coming back
One less excuse not to do my homework....
More free time on Wednesdays and Saturdays
And no dilemma for all the priesthood boys deciding between the game and priesthood session ha! Although, I would have been interested to see that...
GO COUGS! You got me through winter semester this far, I guess I'll have to find something else to hold me over for the next month...
The BYU basketball team lost...
After a well fought game, an astounding season, and the best team I'll probably ever see in my lifetime, their season came to an end.
And honestly, I am NOT into the idea of living without those boys and their games. They are pretty much the only thing to live for during Winter semester (other than Festival of Colors of course).
Winter semester is a bleak one. No breaks. Bad weather. Hard classes. Those boys make winter semester worth living. Am I being dramatic enough? Because this is a BIG DEAL people!!
Having their games to look forward to is great. Having a potential vacation hovering in my mind as they head to their next city is always a happy thought. But ya know, all good things must come to an end. What does that mean now?
See ya in the NBA Jimmer
One season closer to T-Haws coming back
One less excuse not to do my homework....
More free time on Wednesdays and Saturdays
And no dilemma for all the priesthood boys deciding between the game and priesthood session ha! Although, I would have been interested to see that...
GO COUGS! You got me through winter semester this far, I guess I'll have to find something else to hold me over for the next month...
Monday, March 21, 2011
Seasons May Change, Winter To Spring
I love rain.
I love tulips.
I love love. (everyone and their DOG is getting engaged these days!!)
I love sunshine.
I love running in shorts.
I love flipflops.
I love love songs. (for some reason they are just so great in spring time)
I love playing outside.
I love happiness and joy.
I love ice cream. (okay let's be honest, I always love ice cream)
I LOVE SPRING TIME!!
Happy first day of spring!
I love tulips.
I love love. (everyone and their DOG is getting engaged these days!!)
I love sunshine.
I love running in shorts.
I love flipflops.
I love love songs. (for some reason they are just so great in spring time)
I love playing outside.
I love happiness and joy.
I love ice cream. (okay let's be honest, I always love ice cream)
I LOVE SPRING TIME!!
Happy first day of spring!
Friday, March 18, 2011
I Believe In Miracles
2 posts in one day? You got that right!
I'm not a fan of reading, or writing long blog posts. Sooo, I just decided to split it into 2.
Denver, ohhh Denver. This has been quite the trip so far. Boy do I have a story for you...
About three days ago my awesome bishop posted that he had two seventh row tickets to the NCAA tournament game in Denver. That meant two things: 1. I would get to watch my beloved Cougs play once again 2. My roomie Carrie lives near Denver..... SOLD. Luckily she spoke up for the tickets first and from that point on I was determined to go. Follow the basketball team that doesn't even know I exist another 1,000 miles? Why not...
I needed no reassurance on the awesomeness of the trip, Carrie on the other hand had the mental battle back and forth whether to go. Long long long story short, we ended up heading from Provo at 6:30 am on our way to good ol' Colorado.
Around 11:00 am or so we were making great time and stopped to pose in front of the Colorado boarder sign. We were giddy, happy girls who had been sitting in a car for four hours already. After the picture Carrie put the car in drive, umm the car didn't drive. And not only did it not drive, it rolled backwards. We were stranded exactly four hours from Provo and from Carrie's house. Well we said a prayer... let the miracles begin
Miracle #1 The car started moving the try after the prayer. Really, one of the most amazing things ever. The car somehow got us the next 10 miles to a gas station.
Miracle #2 Judah. Our miracle came in the form of a guy named Judah. Right when we were exiting the freeway the car stopped once again. After sitting there for a second, having no idea what to do, Judah appeared. He pretty much bush whacked up this hill to help push our car to the gas station. Judah happens to be a car guy, and quickly assessed that the transmission of the car was leaking essential fluid (ATF fluid to be exact, I learned many things on this trip). Sooo, he filled up the car and said that the steady leak should be slow enough to get us to Denver if we didn't stop and just hurried. Ohh if only Judah was right about this...
Miracle #3 We didn't get this guys name, but we fondly refer to him as mystery mechanic gold chain dude, but he was the bearer of bad news. He saw that the fluid was not a "steady leak" from the car, but I'd call it more of a gushing, dumping, white water rapid like flow. So gold chain man told us that we would be going NOWHERE in this car.
Miracle #4 Carrie and I were a mess. I don't think there was anything to do except laugh, and boy did we do a lot of that. So picture this. 2 girls, one useless car, middle of Fruita Colorado, 4 hours away from Denver, and about 5 hours until game time. WHAT DO WE DO?! Well, Carrie called a million different mechanics and tow places that either didn't exist anymore, or couldn't look at the car until next week. So that lead us to Monte's Mechanics in Grand Junction. First thing that happened, we realized Monte's was ran and owned by Mormons. That was pretty cool because we ended up hanging out with them for the next 5 hours...
Monte told us that the car transmission was useless and could not be fixed until next week. They tried so hard to find people in their ward that were going to the game as well to give us a ride, sadly no such luck. But they were so nice and didn't mind us just hanging out there until we knew what to do. So Carrie was on the phone constantly with family, her sister (whose car it was), and anyone else that could possibly get us un-stranded.
Miracle #5 Carries mom just happened to know of a family in their stake that was in Grand Junction and heading back to Carrie's neighborhood tonight. Talk about a miracle right?! We made contact with them and figured out that we were at least getting to Denver! Happiest news ever. The only problem, they were not planning on leaving until 5 or so....so that means no game. I was over it upon the realization that at least I wouldn't be stranded anymore.
So we met up with this family who was very nice and accepting and so generous. They had two cars to drive back so Carrie ended up in one, and I was in the other. The whole time I was getting updates about the game through the shoddy service. Better than nothing though!
Miracle #6 We ended up driving in one of the worst snow storms I've ever been in, easily. Luckily we were both in trucks, but that did not mean much when cars were sliding all over the place going up and down the huge mountains. As we were driving I saw a few cars slide into others, one car tipped up on its side, and the worst part...I saw a semi going the other direction spin out of control hit the mountain, spin into the barrier, flip around then wedge between the mountain and the barrier. There were no cars getting past that for a while! But the barrier between the lanes completely saved the semi from flipping into our car. I know 100% that we would have been hit by it if the barrier wasn't there. One of the girls in the car and I were the only ones to see it, I don't think our heart beats slowed down for a while.
Miracle #7 We safely arrived at Carrie's house around 12:30 am. This drive was meant to last 8 hours, but instead lasted 16. Both Carrie and I were relieved to be here, but both felt as though we were at peace the whole time. So many things went wrong and yet, I never felt I was in danger. It was a pretty cool experience now that I look back on it. I knew that I was being watched over the entire time. I am sad that we missed the game, but we are here and safe. That is all I could ask for.
As for the rest of the trip, I'm hoping it's a lot less monumental. Luckily we get to see the team play on Saturday so that will be fun. GO COUGS! But I think I've participated in my fair share of miracles for the weekend, so I'm hoping for a boring, relaxing, homework, and basketball filled weekend.
Life is good, I'm unbelievably grateful for all the people that helped us out yesterday. Let's just say we have got a lot of thank you cards to write!
I'm not a fan of reading, or writing long blog posts. Sooo, I just decided to split it into 2.
Denver, ohhh Denver. This has been quite the trip so far. Boy do I have a story for you...
About three days ago my awesome bishop posted that he had two seventh row tickets to the NCAA tournament game in Denver. That meant two things: 1. I would get to watch my beloved Cougs play once again 2. My roomie Carrie lives near Denver..... SOLD. Luckily she spoke up for the tickets first and from that point on I was determined to go. Follow the basketball team that doesn't even know I exist another 1,000 miles? Why not...
I needed no reassurance on the awesomeness of the trip, Carrie on the other hand had the mental battle back and forth whether to go. Long long long story short, we ended up heading from Provo at 6:30 am on our way to good ol' Colorado.
Around 11:00 am or so we were making great time and stopped to pose in front of the Colorado boarder sign. We were giddy, happy girls who had been sitting in a car for four hours already. After the picture Carrie put the car in drive, umm the car didn't drive. And not only did it not drive, it rolled backwards. We were stranded exactly four hours from Provo and from Carrie's house. Well we said a prayer... let the miracles begin
Miracle #1 The car started moving the try after the prayer. Really, one of the most amazing things ever. The car somehow got us the next 10 miles to a gas station.
Miracle #2 Judah. Our miracle came in the form of a guy named Judah. Right when we were exiting the freeway the car stopped once again. After sitting there for a second, having no idea what to do, Judah appeared. He pretty much bush whacked up this hill to help push our car to the gas station. Judah happens to be a car guy, and quickly assessed that the transmission of the car was leaking essential fluid (ATF fluid to be exact, I learned many things on this trip). Sooo, he filled up the car and said that the steady leak should be slow enough to get us to Denver if we didn't stop and just hurried. Ohh if only Judah was right about this...
Miracle #3 We didn't get this guys name, but we fondly refer to him as mystery mechanic gold chain dude, but he was the bearer of bad news. He saw that the fluid was not a "steady leak" from the car, but I'd call it more of a gushing, dumping, white water rapid like flow. So gold chain man told us that we would be going NOWHERE in this car.
Miracle #4 Carrie and I were a mess. I don't think there was anything to do except laugh, and boy did we do a lot of that. So picture this. 2 girls, one useless car, middle of Fruita Colorado, 4 hours away from Denver, and about 5 hours until game time. WHAT DO WE DO?! Well, Carrie called a million different mechanics and tow places that either didn't exist anymore, or couldn't look at the car until next week. So that lead us to Monte's Mechanics in Grand Junction. First thing that happened, we realized Monte's was ran and owned by Mormons. That was pretty cool because we ended up hanging out with them for the next 5 hours...
Monte told us that the car transmission was useless and could not be fixed until next week. They tried so hard to find people in their ward that were going to the game as well to give us a ride, sadly no such luck. But they were so nice and didn't mind us just hanging out there until we knew what to do. So Carrie was on the phone constantly with family, her sister (whose car it was), and anyone else that could possibly get us un-stranded.
Miracle #5 Carries mom just happened to know of a family in their stake that was in Grand Junction and heading back to Carrie's neighborhood tonight. Talk about a miracle right?! We made contact with them and figured out that we were at least getting to Denver! Happiest news ever. The only problem, they were not planning on leaving until 5 or so....so that means no game. I was over it upon the realization that at least I wouldn't be stranded anymore.
So we met up with this family who was very nice and accepting and so generous. They had two cars to drive back so Carrie ended up in one, and I was in the other. The whole time I was getting updates about the game through the shoddy service. Better than nothing though!
Miracle #6 We ended up driving in one of the worst snow storms I've ever been in, easily. Luckily we were both in trucks, but that did not mean much when cars were sliding all over the place going up and down the huge mountains. As we were driving I saw a few cars slide into others, one car tipped up on its side, and the worst part...I saw a semi going the other direction spin out of control hit the mountain, spin into the barrier, flip around then wedge between the mountain and the barrier. There were no cars getting past that for a while! But the barrier between the lanes completely saved the semi from flipping into our car. I know 100% that we would have been hit by it if the barrier wasn't there. One of the girls in the car and I were the only ones to see it, I don't think our heart beats slowed down for a while.
Miracle #7 We safely arrived at Carrie's house around 12:30 am. This drive was meant to last 8 hours, but instead lasted 16. Both Carrie and I were relieved to be here, but both felt as though we were at peace the whole time. So many things went wrong and yet, I never felt I was in danger. It was a pretty cool experience now that I look back on it. I knew that I was being watched over the entire time. I am sad that we missed the game, but we are here and safe. That is all I could ask for.
As for the rest of the trip, I'm hoping it's a lot less monumental. Luckily we get to see the team play on Saturday so that will be fun. GO COUGS! But I think I've participated in my fair share of miracles for the weekend, so I'm hoping for a boring, relaxing, homework, and basketball filled weekend.
Life is good, I'm unbelievably grateful for all the people that helped us out yesterday. Let's just say we have got a lot of thank you cards to write!
Might Be A Quarter Life Crisis
This whole spur of the moment thing seems to be a trend these days. Last week, Vegas, this week....DENVER!
I have been thinking a lot about how everyone chooses to live their lives in different ways. Everyone has the times when they just need to break from the norm and live it up! I choose to "live it up" by being spontaneous.
Trip to Thailand
2 different trips to Vegas with 5 minutes notice
Trip to Denver with a few hours notice
....seems to be a trend here right?
Luckily, being spontaneous and dropping your life for the sake of an adventure is not the only way to live it up. Some people choose eating an extra piece of cake, some choose the all rebellious not doing a reading assignment, some choose a dance party in their kitchen. There are so many ways to let go for a bit and just live life how you want to! All of them are fun, all are personal and individual, and all are important. If everyone chose the same tactic in doing this, well lets just say there would have been a lot of people driving to Denver last night, or there would be a froyo shortage in all the world. Everyone is willing to go to various lengths to add some variation in their life. I guess I choose spontaneous travel, but not everyone has to to that!
I think this just might be my quarter life crisis. I figure I have lived 20 years, at least 15 of those have involved going to school, so why not branch out a few weekends to mix things up.
I only have so much to show for my 20 years of life. Now at least, I know when I look back on it i'll have no regrets. School and reality will always be there when I get back. But when else in my life can I drop everything and peace out for a weekend?!
So everyone, go live it up today! Whatever that means to you. If it means adding an extra mile on your run for the feel of adrenaline...do it! If it means making a delicious cake, do it and save me a piece :) ! If it means being adventurous and meeting a new person, tell them I say hello. If it means a dance party, turn on your ipod and don't hold back. The options are endless. You just gotta do it!
I have been thinking a lot about how everyone chooses to live their lives in different ways. Everyone has the times when they just need to break from the norm and live it up! I choose to "live it up" by being spontaneous.
Trip to Thailand
2 different trips to Vegas with 5 minutes notice
Trip to Denver with a few hours notice
....seems to be a trend here right?
Luckily, being spontaneous and dropping your life for the sake of an adventure is not the only way to live it up. Some people choose eating an extra piece of cake, some choose the all rebellious not doing a reading assignment, some choose a dance party in their kitchen. There are so many ways to let go for a bit and just live life how you want to! All of them are fun, all are personal and individual, and all are important. If everyone chose the same tactic in doing this, well lets just say there would have been a lot of people driving to Denver last night, or there would be a froyo shortage in all the world. Everyone is willing to go to various lengths to add some variation in their life. I guess I choose spontaneous travel, but not everyone has to to that!
I think this just might be my quarter life crisis. I figure I have lived 20 years, at least 15 of those have involved going to school, so why not branch out a few weekends to mix things up.
I only have so much to show for my 20 years of life. Now at least, I know when I look back on it i'll have no regrets. School and reality will always be there when I get back. But when else in my life can I drop everything and peace out for a weekend?!
So everyone, go live it up today! Whatever that means to you. If it means adding an extra mile on your run for the feel of adrenaline...do it! If it means making a delicious cake, do it and save me a piece :) ! If it means being adventurous and meeting a new person, tell them I say hello. If it means a dance party, turn on your ipod and don't hold back. The options are endless. You just gotta do it!
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