Yesterday was the Christmas party. I made Kali and I's costumes.
I look kinda like a Lamanite. Someone told me I looked like pocahontas.

I should be doing homework.
but my mind is plagued with other things....
stuff I want to blog about.

this week was rough.
1. i hate the doctor
2. school is stress
3. no sleep
4. mother out of town
5. end of semester (excuse my french) crappiness

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sometimes I get homesick. if you know what I mean. sometimes my spirit decides it is sick of all the junk in this world and just wants to go home.

sometimes I feel weirdish inside. Like I should be doing something but I don't know what. sometimes I like someone. but know I can't. and I shouldn't.
sometimes I nickname people. this one kid I nicknamed Jasper off The Holiday, because sometimes I feel like I am just his convenience. but I am kinda sick of having my emotions drug through the mud. I need to just break the ties. seriously. but he's kinda my bestie so it's hard.
sometimes I just need a hug and a diet sprite and a piece of fruity gum. like right now.
sometimes I want to go on a mission. other times I don't.
sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night in a panic about stupid things. usually it's dreaming about anatomy or microbiology. but a couple nights ago I woke up and guess what... ok well first off I am in no hurry to get married- I love just dating whoever the heck I want and being able to flirt with whoever I please (which is quite fun I must say). Anyways I woke up in a panic that when I die and get to judgment day (having died single) that I wouldn't be able to go to the highest degree of the Celestial Kingdom because I had my chance to marry (you know who...ok maybe you don't. but someone a while ago asked the pops if he could marry me...) and I didn't. In institute we were talking about how every woman that doesn't get a chance to marry will have the opportunity after this life. Yeah um... I have already had my opportunity. yikes.

this post is absolutely 100% random. and I am just letting my fingers type whatever the heck they want.

speaking of the boy situation. in the past like yearish I have dated 3 RMs who went to australia and like 4 who want to be lawyers. then at work this boy told me he wanted to set me up with one of his mish companions who just got accepted into Harvard. he scored in the 99th percentile on the LSAT so he got to choose pretty much whatever school he wanted. pretty sure I am either going to marry a. an ausie or b. a lawyer I hope I marry an ausie lawyer. mmm lassie. pretty sure I want to go out with this harvard mass of goodness. I wouldn't mind moving back east. oh and one more thing- sometimes I have a crush on this kid- he is younger than me (not by much though) he's just turned 20 I think. anyways he gets his mission call this week. why is it that you only like the ones you know you can't have?!

boys. boys. boys.

2 things.

2 things.
1. Confession. Today I saved a life. aka donated blood. but honestly just for the t-shirt. bad I know.

2. This was one of the happiest/most exciting moments of my life. I think I am ready to do another. 26.2 that is.

little indians and black friday war wounds

We went up to Bountiful for Thanksgiving.
Michelle is an amazing hostess. She is always so organized and energetic. I love it.
It was super fun to see all the fam.
This Thanksgiving I reflected a lot about what was going on in my life 1 year ago.
I have come a long way. It was rather rewarding to reflect on the past year.
I am still confused as to where time went though.
I am excited to see what 2010 will bring.

Kali, Cambri, Kiana, Cerese, Me, and Esme.
Kali and I made sugar cone teepees with the little kiddos.

Little Baby Esme.
Oh she is the cutest little thing ever.
I would ask her, "Who is your favorite?" she would then say "JULI" then I would give her a skittle. She learned quick! I could just kidnap this sweet, cuddly, little gal.

The kiddo's with their teepees. hoorah for the Indians.
I dyed my hair black and wore moccasins to Thanksgiving. like an indian.

speaking of Indians... I could just kiss Jacob Black. oh goodness.

Black Friday+ The Summers family= too early, too aggressive, lots of laughs, fun, and memories.

This year...
I didn't have anything that I was really looking to buy. But--- my ma wanted to buy some of the $2 dvds. So, I went to help out- the more hands grabbing, the more dvds we would get- was her theory. Kali, Dad, Mom, Preston and I all left at 4:00 to shop our little hearts out. I'm not a particularly vicious person but... black friday might be a small exception. As we were in there pushing our way through- I saw Phantom of the Opera (only $2!) and wanted it really bad. I grabbed it and pretty soon this 75+ year old little lady just snatched it out of my hand. No joke. I turned around- and gash... elbow right in the ribs- some overly antsy middle-aged man ran me over reaching for Tinkerbell and The Lost Treasure. Grasping my ribs, catching my breath, and regaining composure, I reach over to grab my dvd back from the frisky little 75+ year old lady and yup she ran the corner of her cart right into my leg...
It's a much bigger bruise in real life. take my word for it. She got away, with my dvd I might add. But no worries I got another one. Anyways the story isn't over yet! We ended up behind her in line, she turned her little back and yoodle yoodle yoink- I stole P.S I love you right out of her cart! haha I win.
Here is another bruise on my other leg (please excuse the horrible photos). My mother shoved me through the crowd. thanks ma. yay for Black Friday war wounds!



Oh geez. That was all a lie... ok just a joke.
Really I have no idea where those bruises came from.
I didn't even get to go shopping this year because I had to work.
Seriously though I wake up everyday with new bruises (sometimes they are huge).
If I were married, people would think I was abused.
I think I am just a klutz. yikes.

break.

Dear Mr. Time- please go slow this week.

today.
filled with goodness beyond comprehension.
skipped class.
spent too long at the gym.
made thanksgiving cards.
almost burned down the house.
read twilight.
laid by the fire.
took a bath.
read twilight.
thinking about going back to school gives me anxiety.
is it too late to drop out?

so much to be thankful for.

Today- I sincerely feel like I have so much to be thankful for.
I am just going to list the things I have been thinking about and some are serious, some are not.

*I am so thankful first of all for Jacob Black... haha this list is going to be good.
--Let me explain. He has motivated me to do ab work every night. and he's gorgeous.
*I am so thankful for a beautiful, hard working, talented, spiritual, caring, loving mother. who loves me even when I don't rinse out my oatmeal bowl and put it in the dishwasher. who's tender touch and warm hug can calm even during the toughest days.
*I am so thankful for a patient, protective father. bishop. chaueffer. I hate driving with a passion. we carpool. and the long talks we have nearly every morning and evening to and from school. he listens to me cry. knows when to offer advice and when to just listen. he's a mind reader- for real. thanks for the hundreds- literally, hundreds- of blessings you give me.
*I am so thankful for gorgeous sisters, a protective and loving brother, amazing brothers-in-law who love my sisters and treat them well, and precious little nieces. and of course little skidmore thomas brown-- on the way.
* I am so thankful for amazing leaders in the church, especially during young womens- they are still such an example to me.
* With time I have become increasingly grateful for the hard trials and continuous struggles and battles in my life. They have truly brought me closer to my Savior, and taught me how to rely on him rather than myself.
* I am so thankful for good health.
* I am so thankful I can go run and run and run.
* I am so thankful for spaceheaters
* I am so thankful I have a wonderful job.
* I am so thankful I sweat like a man. it makes me feel good after I work out.
* I am so thankful for diet sprite.
* I am so thankful amazing women- elderly and young- in the ward.
* I am so thankful for cute boys.
* I am so thankful for the small and simple things that make me smile.
* I am so thankful for the priesthood. and boys who honor it. it means so much.
* I am so thankful I am not a pioneer. I would have died the first night.
* I am so thankful for christmas music- literally makes me so happy.
* I am so thankful for the temple.
* I am so thankful good literature.
* I am so thankful for flight benefits. and the many places I have been fortunate to visit. even if only for a day.
* I am so thankful for President Monson. most amazing man. I want to meet him. if I were within feet of him I would run up and give him a hug. then probably get taken down by his security guards. but seriously don't you just want to hug him.
* I am so thankful for prayer.
* I am so thankful anatomy is almost over. I am so sick of dreaming about forgetting whether the jugular foramen is part of the sphenoid bone or occipital bone. or even better waking up sweating because I have forgotten where the extensor carpi radialis longus muscle inserts or originates.
* I am thankful for so many more things. I will probably add to this list over the week.
* Right now I am just thankful that I only have class two days of school this week. hoorah.

the unknown

No work today. Happy Veterans Day. PTO. whoo

I decided I hate the unknown/un-decided-ness of college age life.

I may or may not fail out of college this semester.
My sleepness nights of studying may or may not pay off.
I may or may not lose my scholarship.
I may or may not have just eaten 2 flippin fattening pumpkin cookies.
I may or may not have a crush on this kid.
I may or may not have have just written that.
I may or may not become a nurse.
I may or may not become an illustrator.
I may or may not go on a mission.
I may or may not go to school next semester.
I may or may not move to New York City.
I may or may not have time to buy a cardigan and sew a peacock on it.
I may or may not work in Alaska in this summer.
I may or may not do a century (100 long long miles) bike race.
---- see what i mean way too many un-freakin-knowns.

How did ya'll survive?

p.s don't tell me to be patient. I don't want to be patient.
I have to make plans... Why? because this is how I live my life ----------->I might cry if I lost my Franklin Covey Day Planner.
p.s.s my post came off kind of ornery. haha.
I'm good I promisio. just a little indecisive about things that's all.
and I needed to vent-ish just a weebit.

What happens in vegas...

Ah. I have so much stuff to blog about... this might be the longest post of all time.

First of all. I have to admit the background is kinda weirdish- but actually super cool/retro at the same time, however that works.
It was titled French Flea market.
That's why I chose it because
A. I want to be french. or at least speak it.
B. I want to go to France. maybe live there. and paint.
C. I love flea markets.

Anyways I just love this kid. I'll miss her when I move out.
A couple Sunday's ago I was in "the dungeon" (dad's studio).
It's where I do homework. coldest room in the house.
Kali came in.
yup, that was the end of studying.
We made like 5 music videos.
We are out of control...
I think she is probably the next Nancy Sinatra.



Terry, Cody (Terry's mish companion), and I ran the Snow Canyon 1/2 marathon in St. George this past weekend. It was the most beautiful/amazing run I have ever done! Terry and I finished in 1 hour 47 minutes which is an average 8:14 min/mile. I was happy considering we didn't even train for it. After the race we spontaneously drove to Sin City. whoo whoo. not gonna lie I felt a little rebellious.

I never bring my camera anywhere... I am awful. I need a new one so bad because I love pics. Anyways Terry brought his camera--> so here they are.

Cody, Terry, and I after the race. note the sweet medals.
oh and see my number 1235 that's my teller number at work.
what a coincidence.

Terry and I. Running buddies.
we go every morning at 5:00 am.
I <3 it.

We ate at Planet Hollywood buffet.
I hate buffets. The things you do for boys...
It cost us each $30- I probably ate $5 worth of food.
That money could have bought me a cardi.
Don't get me wrong. It was fun---
not worth the greens. just worth the company. ha

Some Elvis impersonator and the boys.

After dinner we went to the Bellagio.
and threw pennies in the fountain.
and made wishes.
we watched the water show.
that was my fave part of vegas.

Bellagio

I heart this pic.

The last 45 minutes of the long. long. long. drive home we found a radio station playing
RED ALERT... Christmas Music! I love love love love love Christmas time.
It is so magical.
I thought they started playing Christmas music on Nov 1.
nope, they don't.
So I have been waiting very anxiously for this day.
I love that everyone is so happy during this season.
I love doing secret service for other people.
I love the stories.
I love the traditions.
I love the snow. not driving in it.
I love the lights.
I love the fireplace.
I love the non-fat sugar-free hazelnut steamers.
But most of all I love that everyone tries to be a little more Christlike.

I want to go to the mo-tab christmas concert so. so. so. so. so. so. bad.
I really hope I can find tickets because we couldn't get them this year :(
Anyways- life is great.
not gunnah lie sometimes it's super hard-
and sometimes it sucks.
and hurts.
but The Church is true and that's all that matters.