school

I survived week 1 of school. Barely.

You know that fall semester has started when...

1. It takes 15 whopping minutes to get off I-15 onto university parkway (or avenue? whatever it's called)
2. Ibprofen and Excederin is taken like vitamins
3. Back throbs (too many books) and head pounds (too much information)
   
4. Going to work is a break (and I look forward to it!)
   
5. A random boy says, "We should study" and it's a pickup line
   
6. After being in class all day and your microbiology teacher tells you the only way to get rid of the Mad Cow virus is to "burn the hell out of it," and you laugh uncontrollably because it's the funniest thing I've heard all day.
7. Your circle of friends has literally shrunk to the people you see everyday in the library (and don't even know their names... just face!)
8. If you have forgotten if you have eaten, what time it is, what day of the week it is... (today I even forgot it was payday!)
9. If the library starts to feel homey.
   
10. If you get way excited about an Anatomy Coloring Book.
11. You get what I call, hunger heartburn. When you have been studying way to long at the school and haven't eaten (very common, especially during midterms/finals), your heart starts to cramp/burn really bad and then it feels like someone is stabbing you in the side with a sword and you can't even breathe (not even kidding. anyone else felt this but me?)
    
12. And last but definitely not least... you know fall semester has started if you can survive on an average of 4 hrs sleep.

Happy 50th

This week pops turned the big 5-0. whoo whoo! I have the best dad in the world so this post is dedicated to him! First of all Happy Birthday- Dad, I love you so much!
I'm not going to lie I am probably dad's favorite child, or at least I tell him I am. Mom says it's because I am the only kid that looks like her... Really he doesn't play favorites but I am so happy I have such a close relationship with him. I just wanted to tell dad thanks for everything! He is truly my hero and I look up to him probably more than he'll ever realize.

Dad- Thanks for...

• Being my 20 mile running partner
• All of our late, late, late night talks and
• Early, early morning gym excursions
• Always being so willing to give me a blessing whenever I need it or ask for one.
• Letting me kick your students out of your office so we can talk (and letting me sit in your chair).
• Encouraging and supporting me in absolutely everthing I do!
• Spending countless hours in the MET and other art museums with me and just bonding and soaking it all in. And of course teaching me about "good art"
• The numberless papers you have proofread and proofread and proofread
  
• Staying up with me super late so I didn't have to stay up by myself while I do homework
• Going on walks with me when I need to clear my mind
• Letting me use your space heater at work (and letting me sleep under your desk between classes when I have had one too many late nights/early mornings)
• Sharing your testimony with me
• Teaching me about the scriptures/gospel. (I love when we do the deep discussions! You know so much about the gospel and I absolutely love when we discuss it)
• Going into used book stores with me and spending hours, and hours.
  
• Always knowing when I need a hug and drying my tears when I'm having a rough day
  
• Driving me to school/work when I just can't handle the bad weather.
• Talking to me on the phone so I don't wig out during rush hour traffic.
• Being my foosball partner
• Teaching me to play pool (even if I am your handicap)
• Being so patient!
  
• Working so hard in everything you do to provide for the family
• Helping me paint my room super cute
• there is so many more things I could write but if I'm not careful this blog post may turn into a novel... But I wanted to write one last thing: Thanks so much for always being there for me when I need someone to just listen to me, especially during the hardest trials in my life and helping me to put things back into perspective.
  

Pops- you are so old! Wowser, 1/2 way to 100. Anyways I love you so much and I hope that you out-live me because I don't know what I would ever do without you and mom. Happy Birthday (I know I'm blogging about it late, but hey better late than never).

This week Tif and Josh blessed cute little Moira. I love this picture of Dad, Kali, Moira, and I.
Look at how cute all the girls are! Why wasn't I in this picture? haha
I love holding little Moira, she is such a good baby! I like to hog her. When she grows up I know I will be her favorite aunt.

This week school starts... so I will be doing a lot of this -----> and not a lot of blogging or anything else as a matter of fact. I am not ready to say good bye to summer. I guess I am a little excited to get back into a structured/routine life but totally sad at the same time.
The picture is kind of bad so if you can't tell what it is of, it's of mom and I. I am sitting on the couch (I look oh so happy... haha) with a blanket (i'm always cold) with my backpack, laptop, textbooks, and a notebook studying my brain out. goodbye freedom, hello fall semester.

Once upon a time...

in a town called blogville, there was a girl. She loved blogging about whatever the heck she wanted to! Then one day she blogged about this cute boy. Then the boy some how got the blog address and now the girl will no longer be blogging about whatever the heck she wants... ha ha

Moral of the story- maybe this girl should think about what she writes before releasing it to blogville. THE END.

Soo... anyways I am reading The time travelers wife because the movie just came out (whoo whoo) and looks so good. I haven't really heard good things about the book, but I heard that the movie is way good. If you have seen the movie: a- is it good or b- wait until the $1 theater? and if you have read the book is it worth my time? I have a lot of things to do before school starts and if this book is stupid I don't want to waste my time on it.

Wanted...

I need a running partner! Desperately bad... I went running with Terry- and it was super fun, but I did the invite last time so if he wants to come with me yeah um he should call right? I don't really want to appear desperate, I'm not, in case you were wondering. Anyways so this is my new idea- I am going to start a dog running business. If you know of someone who doesn't have time to walk their dog I will totally do it! Requirements: Will let me pick up their dog at 6:00 am or 9:00 pm (those are the times I like to run). The dog has to be able to fight off any potential rape-ists, kidnappers etc. The dog has to be at least able to run 6 miles, or maybe just like 4. Preferably large dogs (small dogs are too slow). I will run your dog 5 days a week and only charge $40/month that is dang flippin cheap so let your friends know! I am not even kidding-

or....

If you know of a cute boy who will go running with me then that works even better.

Oh and p.s I am running a marathon in Athens, Greece in November woot woot! Isn't that the coolest thing ever? <3

Commercial

I absolutely love this commercial- p.s I don't even like Red Vines but if a cute boy offered one to me... um yah I'd probably eat it. I don't know why I like it so much, I just do - anyways enjoy...

A tribute to nerd-hood

I am a nerd... everyone knows it. I have my braces off but I am still a nerd at heart. Sometimes I am socially awkward (I think most people are but just can't admit it). I would rather go see my nieces than hang out with friends on weekends. My psychology teacher told me (no joke), "life is hard for Mormon nerds." umm... yeah apparently got the double whammy on that one. I like being a nerd- nerds make the world go round. I like riding my bike to the library to rent old movies. I love writing in my Franklin Covey day planner. I love making 'to do' lists and crossing things off. it makes me feel successful. I love watching the food network. I love when I have a book that is so good I literally forget about everything else and can't put it down. I love sitting at the UVU library and studying for hours, in my own little corner, then the next day acing the test. woot. I love getting the highest score in the class (a little prideful I know but what can I say). p.s that's only happened a couple times. I've thought a lot about this whole nerd thing... I think it skips generations, and it must be a recessive gene. My parents are both very socialiable, as a matter of fact so are all of my siblings. Then there's me... yikes. I just hope that my kids don't get the nerd genes (or the Stewart elbows), because here I sit on a Friday night studying for finals... Please tell me there are other nerdy people like me, I need nerdy friends to relate too... kthxbye.