Epiphany

RED ALERT. haha I say that a ton lately, who knows what it really means. Anyways I am at school and should totally be reading microbiology homework, BUT on the way to school I totally had an epiphany... I am an awful journal writer so I would much rather blog about it. So here goes nothing-

What if your Father made you this beautiful, wonderful, absolutely amazing gift and it could be all yours if you just SAY you'll take this test. So we all agree and get this gift! whoo whoo. But guess what while taking the test you forget what's important, you get distracted and all of a sudden you hate the gift, so you do horrible things to it. What a brat. right? How would that make your Father feel?

The world is filled with awfulness. We have been given wonderful bodies and red alert most girls hate this gift. But why? Most of us are blessed enough to sing, run, dance, frolick, skip, jump, smile, wink, climb, swim, bike, shimmy or whatever the heck we want... so from this day on no more gift hating for any of you reading this and myself included. satan is so freaking jealous he didn't get one that he does just about everything he can to make us hate ours. Well guess what satan, you suck.

That's all. off to class. kthxbye

9/11

First of all... apologies for the last post. I am really not a dramatic person, it was kind of an impulsive post. I'm not really leaving Utah, it really is a good place to live (for now anyways).

I dropped this freaking hard WWII honor seminar so life is so good! I finally have a little (very little) time to breathe, think, run, eat and sleep.

Anyways we all remember what we were doing 8 years ago today. As I drove in the pitch black to my freaking 7:00 anatomy lab this morning, I was listening to the radio and they did a moment of silence at 6:46 (that is when the first plane hit). It was really neat. I remember that day in 7th grade biology class gathered around the t.v. This was the first time I realized that everyday is literally a gift from the Giver. I promised myself that day that I wouldn't take anything for granted especially my family. I wish I could say that I lived up to that promise but I haven't. It is so easy to take people and relationships for granted. But each year on this day I am reminded to treat people a little kinder, speak a little more gentle, smile a little more, thank more often, give generously, and hug others selflessly.

Today is Stephani's Birthday... whoo whoo!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY- you are so freaking old.
My sister Steph is seriously the most thoughtful person I know!

I didn't get a chance to call her today because work/school... then she was on a date with the Cobe-ster and I didn't want to interupt. I just wanted to tell her

Thanks for...
Being a second mother (seriously, I am not being facetious)
Letting me run away to your house (and not telling mom/dad), giving me a place to stay
All the phone calls
All the advice
Being the fashion expert!
All the what not to wear marathons
Being my personal chemistry and calculus tutor
Raising the cutest little girl (and teaching her jew-ah) and the bun in the oven!
The hours and hours of shopping/bonding
Letting me tag along with all your friends (when you were in HS)
Drying my tears, sympathizing, offering advice, laughing...
Reminding me how rude it is to push the snooze 50 times when others are asleep (haha)
Serving a mission (you are incredible!)
Showing me what a true testimony is about
Supporting me
Fixing dinner for me when nobody is home
Understanding that I hate bonanza (with a passion)
Putting up with me
Loving me unconditionally

Steph, you are amazing! I hope that one day I am a wonderful wife/mother like you are. You are such an example to me. I know that I haven't always been the kindest person, thanks for loving me anyways and understanding. I love you so much! Happy Birthday. woot woot.

I didn't have a ton of pictures on my comp... but anyways, other than being totally amazing she is so freaking cute and stylish I might add (Coby is one lucky man!).

Love ya Steph! Hope you had a fantabulous day. <3 your fave sistah

Labor Day

Today I ran.
studied.
went on a bike ride with my best friend.
jumped on the tramp with a beautiful little 2 year old
discussed the amazing structure of bones with a freaking genius
skipped rocks
got paid time off
it was a seemingly perfect day.
Then I cried. about a lot of things.
It sort of felt nice.

New York City is calling my name.
I need a change.
Do you ever just want to get away?
Escape.
not to be a downer or anything but... maybe Utah's just not for me.

ps. I do not believe I am a nerd anymore.
why?
dad said i wasn't, "nerds are socially awkward."
And I am not.
also, "you can do well in school without being a nerd."
that's all.

Long weekend- whoo whoo!

Juli gets stressed really easy.
This is kind of common knowledge to the world.
Oh well it keeps life edgy right... haha. This semester just might be the semester I die of a bleeding ulcer (not really but my mom thinks so). Anyways I really do enjoy going to school- I love feeling like I am learning tons of new things, it makes me realize how much I don't know! But anyways I am so excited that fall is coming. I love when the leaves change colors. I love wearing cute cardigans. I love running anytime of the day I want because it's not way hot or way cold outside. I am so excited this weekend is 3 days long. whoo whoo. I totally want to go to Utah Lake (I HAVE NEVER BEEN THERE!), people say there's not much to see but I still want to go. While I am there, I totally want to just take my shoes off, roll up my pants and chase seagulls, ducks, geese, or whatever flying things there are by Utah Lake. Then maybe skip rocks, and just frolick around like I have no cares. Doesn't that sound fun? Ok maybe I'm weird but I need a little mind free-er or something.

So... I have been thinking. and I want to do a little shout out- so here goes nothin'

Shout out #1 goes to the brother. Thanks for taking me to subway. It was a good bonder. You are pretty hilarious. Your future wife will be very lucky to have such a loving, kind, thoughtful husband who truly honors his priesthood.

Shout out #2 goes to baby Moira. Baby's are so cute, fresh, innocent, perfect. Thanks little Moira for letting me smother you, and I miss you.

Shout out #3 goes to someone we'll just call "hank" to protect his identity. He is an engaged man now, but I wanted to tell him thanks for teaching me so much about life. He is one of the happiest, most thoughtful people I know. He probably doesn't read this but if you do, sorry for being a brat, and thanks for putting up with me for quite sometime. Thanks again "hank" and congrats on the engagement.

Shout out #4 goes to book publishers? thanks for nearly emptying my bank account with the high cost of textbooks.

Shout out #5 goes to slow drivers on the freeway (in the left lane aka fast lane). Thanks for teaching me a little bit about patience.

Shout out #6 goes to the coworkers. I absolutely love my job. I am so grateful that I work with way fun people. Thanks for always listening to my dilemmas/stories/drama and giving me killer advice. or just laughing at/with me. good times.

Shout out #7 goes to my institute teacher. um can I just say amazing. Thanks for teaching me about the saints in nauvoo (I'm taking church history) and how they literally risked their lives to attend the temple. It struck me hard. real hard. so- shout out to the saints in nauvoo as well.

Shout out #8 goes to the mother. well- I have a lot to say about her. but she deserves a whole post to herself so just one thing... Thanks for not kicking me out of the house because I burnt the popcorn kernels and stunk up your clean, pinesol-ish smelling, house.

Shout out #9 goes to the sistahs. yup I have the best. Steph- thanks for always commenting on my blog. haha. no really though you are so thoughtful! I love when you guys come down! Thanks for letting me "runaway" to your house on numerous occasions and not telling mom or dad haha. Tif- thanks for letting me come visit you and I love the phone calls! You are so cute and spastic. Thanks for all the advice you consistently share with me. Kali- oh hun. thanks for being like the best friend or somethin' you are so amazing. The boys just love ya (not more than I do though). And thanks for all the memories: being chased by dogs, rolling down grass hills, hannah montana, car washes, dates...

oh wow. I always write a ton. I didn't list a ton of people so... don't be offended if your name isn't on here and you think it should be... haha, I probably love you too.

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.