This Crazy Thing We Call Life!

I have no desire to do anything. I am so sick of school and we are not even a month into the semester. This is me. Today in my nutrition class. I am sitting in the front. Writing this blog post. Drinking my milk juice box  I had to force myself to come to class. And it was only because I thought we had a test this week...it's not till next week. I just want it to be summer so I can do fun things and be warm and get tan and be outside and not have to go to classes that I don't like. I am sick of school all I want to do is play. Which is a real bummer because I am in some classes that need me to be focused and determined to get good grades and put in the work needed to be successful. I also have another problem. I am a poor college student. And I want to buy things. Things that I need. But probably shouldn't spend money on anyways. Today I especially want to buy a new pair of running shoes. And here is something you should understand about me...I am a saver. I am cheap.

OHMYHEART! Yesterday I went snowboarding for the very first time. And I think I might be in love. I had such a great time, and I did so much better than I expected too. And as I am laying here in bed writing this, my ENTIRE body in pain, I cant help but think about how I am going to make it up to Beaver again...the only explanation is that I must be crazy!! First off I have to say this. I have some pretty great friends. In a group of five people I was the only one who had no experience skiing/snowboarding whatsoever. Three were skiers and two of us were snowboarders and I was starting at zero. They were all so patient with me and so nice!! I was getting so frustrated with myself about half way through and then I was even more frustrated because I felt like I was keeping them from having a good time. I just feel so thankful that they were kind enough to let me tag along and to teach me! They are all gems and I don't know what I did to deserve such wonderful people in my life. Ble

"Don't ask what the world needs, ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive."    I absolutely love this quote, and have since the second I first read it. I WANT TO COME ALIVE! I want to be inspired. I want to change the world!  Inspiration can come in so many different forms. It comes in ways least expected, when you least expect to find it. I have been inspired. I have found something I enjoy. Call it a new hobby or whatever you want I am trying something new, and I am loving it. My inspiration has come from a few places...from people I adore (some I know and some I don't) and from this desire in me to experience everything I possibly can! If you want to see one of the most adorable girls in the world check out this  blog ! It is her video's that have gotten me really interested in doing things like this. Ahh so enough of that....yesterday my roommate and two friends went down to Park City. Right no

To me, music is crazy powerful. I can be brought to tears so easily by incredible music and there is so much of it out there! So many trials, so many heartaches, and so many lessons have been learned through the music in my life. Phrases that seem to be the only thing to fit the way you feel, music allows you to feel like you're not alone, even at your lowest points (and let's be completely honest, we all have those times). Well today I am reminded of a beautiful truth, one that I needed to be reminded of at this point. LIFE WILL WRITE THE WORDS . This comes from The Rocket Summer's latest album they put out, and is actually the title. Sometimes admits the crazy that is our worlds, it is hard to remember that things will be okay. Things will work out. You will not be tested beyond anything that you can handle, so if you are going through it you will get through it. Life will write the words to our stories. Life will write the words to the soundtrack of our lives. Life will

 So I am on this kick lately where all I want to do is have new adventures and try new things! I want to do everything, see everything, experience everything there is! So be prepared for more blog posts about new things I try...it's sort of my new favorite thing! I went tanning in a tanning bed for the first time this week...I wasn't really a fan but it was free so that's cool! Last weekend I went "real sledding" for the first time. I say that because I have been sledding down my front yard in Texas but I hardly think that counts for anything. But now I can say that I  HAVE OFFICIALLY GONE SLEDDING! Thank you Old Main Hill, you were so kind to help me cross this one off my list! PLUS I just have some great friends that came with me. Check it out! I think one of the best parts for me was that I got to share the experience with this wonderful girl right here! In a few days she will start one of the most amazing journey's of her life as she ente

Once Upon A Time...I had a dear friend. This friend was funny and great to be around and we got along swimmingly. And Once Upon A Time I thought that friend had all their ducks in a row. I thought that they knew (the way it seems everyone else that I know does) what they were doing with their lives. I thought they had a plan. I thought I was the only person who had no clue. I thought wrong. Once Upon A Time I had a good chat with this friend of mine. We talked about their future and my future and how we're stuck. Once Upon A Time I am very grateful for the tender mercies my Father in Heaven gives me each and every day, and for the people who He uses to remind me that everything will be okay, and that I am not the only one who doesn't know what I want my future to look like. Once Upon A Time...I still think about my future and get headaches and cringe because it's fuzzy and I have no clue what I want it to look like, but it's okay...because every day I get closer to wher

I am a popsicle! Right now the temperature is -1 degrees. This morning when I went to class it was -17! Needless to say I am pretty miserable right now. All my old injuries hurt so bad when they get cold, as well as my hands which do this weird thing in the cold as well. It is so cold the inside of your nose gets frozen when you walk outside, and I feel like I have runners cough just from walking to class because the cold air burns my lungs. Today I went grocery shopping and there was a sale on milk...so naturally I bought two gallons because I drink milk like I am freaking dying or something. But then I had to walk around the house to my door in the freezing cold weather with TWO gallons of milk and I wanted to cry. Except my tears would probably freeze. Okay, so that is my rant about how cold it is...I often ask myself why I live here...right now I don't have an answer!

I hate the beginning of the semester. I hate trying to remember which classes I have when, which classes are going to kill me with all the homework and tests, and which classes will put me to sleep either due to a dull topic or less-than-interesting professor...or both. I hate hate hate buying textbooks because I feel like I pay an arm and a leg for them. I hate going to class and just sitting there alone because I don't make friends easily, and despite what actually might be reality, to me it just seems like everyone else in the class has someone to sit there and talk to. I hate the beginning of the semester because you I haven't worked out the kinks in everything and I always feel rushed like I am always late or always forgetting something. But mostly I just hate the beginning of the semester for one question that is always asked. "So what are you studying?" And I am guilty of this too, you meet someone for the first time and it is one of the very first questions yo

Today my roommate Nan "Classy-Lady" Coon turns 20 years old. What can I say about Nan. She's pretty hilarious. We're so similar and yet so different and it's pretty great because we always have a great time together. Like living room sleep overs and making snow angels in the backyard at 1:00am, meteor showers or long chats sitting on my floor. McDonalds adventures, Taco Tuesday, Temple Square, and out of control late nights when everything is funny and we (or at least I) should not be allowed to be around other people. Needless to say, Nan Coon is pretty great and I am grateful we live together this year. Happy Birthday Nan! I hope you are having a fabulous day with your family...but seriously just get your butt up to Logan and freeze with me!:) Hahaha love ya "Queen Nan"! Speaking of freezing...IT IS SO FREAKING COLD! I am dying. When I get cold, because of old injuries, my body just hurts...feet, knees, back...it's great. This morning as I walk