things i don't understand.

nude maternity photo shoots.

pinterest moms who make their kids food into lovable shapes to

get them to eat it. 

why coke zero tastes soooo much better than diet coke

how my room can get so messy.

why there are clothes all over my bedroom--yet i have nothing to wear.

why when i did my hair in big buns on top of my head in 2005 it was lame.

now it's in...but my hair is too short.

the point of all the construction on i-15

blended. green. meals.

why you can't call the mtc.  I just need to know the code to get the wii to work. 

why i don't have a glass of mint lemonade right now.

how in the world i suck soo bad at bowling. 

ten frames.....score=44.  don't judge

Now.  Things I wish would come into my life with the the 

                                                   wiggle of the nose, 

                                                                     snap of the finger, 

                                                                                       whatev really as long as they come.

• instagram
• iphone
• mint lemonade
• mustard cardigan--I won't back down
• dan in real life
• kindle fire.  really though i want one.
• my newly blackened bumper installed

Now.  Today is friday....that just dawned on me.  

so in honor of the weekend, here are a few exciting links you may 

click on if your work day is looking as boring and 

 lame as mine on this grey skied friday the 25th of may

---->first i must interject.  I'm wearing a grey cardigan and mustard tank with grey shoes.  i look good. just so you know.

tickle the funny bone.

love it. 

sooo weird.

bawaha

have a great day

Tonight is the Night

Now. If you are a veteran reader of the blog, you understand that I am a wee bit obsessed with
So You Think You Can Dance
And tonight kids, the new season begins.  You better believe I will be watching (Dvr'd because I have to work)
but, I will watch and fall in love and paint my nails and eat popcorn.
It will be joyful. 
You should all do the same. 
Then we can fan girl.
Then we can tune in together every wednesday and thursday night.
 LOVE IT.

ps. In case that mumbo jumbo wasn't enough to get you real fired up, watch this....

try not to die when the judges stand and you see Mitchell on the judging panel.  Remember how excited I was when he made his debut last season, well I hope he'll be around because he tickles my funny bone.
 Man I'm excited.

science.

I don't get it.

I wish I would have payed more attention in science so I knew why tonight when I looked at the sun, I saw the moon.

But even though I don't get it, it was still pretty cool and I feel like it was a phenomenon.
So we busted out the sunglasses and stared at the sun/moon.

even the dog .... 

in case you were wondering....

I've never been to europe.

I don't have skinny, knobby knees.

I don't have flawless olive skin.

I can't run a mile in less than 10 minutes.

I didn't get scholarships to pay for my education.

I don't have long wavy hair.

I'm not very adventurous.

I'm not a size 3.

My teeth are kinda crocked.

I don't go to harvard.

Sum-ma

Guyss. It's summer.
School's out, scream and shout.

This summer is going to be a little bit interesting. I don't know how things are going to go.  I don't know what's going to happen.  But we're going to make it the best summer yet.

This includes a lot of different plans.  But with the help of pinterest, I have a list of 100 things I want to do :)

Source: blog.landofnod.com via Amy on Pinterest

Happy Summer!!!

Reflection

Looking back {looking back on Utah's early schools....if that popped into your head---you're legit} 

Anyway.  Looking back on this year of my life, I'm a little bit shocked it's over.  

It's been a wild ride folks. 

I've learned things I'd never thought I'd learn.

I've felt things I couldn't see myself ever feeling.

I've heard things I never imagined I'd hear. 

I've laughed...a lot.

I've cried.....a bit. 

I've stressed....a lot.

I've partied....not enough.

As hard as some things have been, I wouldn't trade any of them for anything. 

I wouldn't trade the late night talks that caused me to fall asleep during practicum.

I wouldn't trade the nasty sink full of stinky dishes that taught me to take deep breaths and keep the swearing to myself.

I wouldn't trade the pizza parties in the library. 

I wouldn't trade the kinked neck from sleeping on the love seat. 

I wouldn't trade the moldy bathroom that taught me how important cleanliness really is.

I wouldn't trade the hours spent watch and shoe shopping. 

I wouldn't trade the meows. 

I wouldn't trade the 19 credit hours that taught me to prioritize and focus and finish.

I wouldn't change the parking situation that forced me to get to know my neighbors at 6:00 in the morning.  

I wouldn't trade hearing and smelling farts. 

I wouldn't change that night that taught me how unconditional my love can be for a person.  

I wouldn't trade any of this because it's what made me me this year. 

It's what gave me the confidence to go out and do what I need to do to make my life what it needs to be.

It taught me that I can do hard things.

And I can do them well.  

I've learned that people care about me. 

I've learned that people are important.

I've learned that it's ok to accept help.

I've learned that life is good. 

Is this the beginning.

The start of something new?


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I don't know.

My life could possibly be starting.  I've lived the same kind of life for the last three years.  The life of a college student.  It's had a lot of ups and a few downs.

Today I was interviewed to see if I am ready to be done living this life.  To see if I'm ready to try a little something new.

The interview felt good. I was finally able to express my passion and my knowledge about the things I've been studying.  I was finally able to hear myself defend my philosophies and beliefs.

And it sounded good.
And it felt good. 


Here's to the next chapter of my story.  Whether it be of the same genre or a different.


I'm ready.