Seriously we are adorable. Cant even stand it.

Must thank Lyndi for the fabulous job she did.

keep your mustard out of my rice fool

Planning a wedding can be stressful, but all is well. Pinterest helps with that.  We have colored glass, old bottles and mason jars coming out our eyeballs here at the Buckner home. Still not even close to enough.

Life has been so busy lately, but in the most blessed of ways.
We are going to be so poor and somehow I keep not getting enough hours- and yet I feel peace- we feel peace. Last night Tanner  and I went to a cheap sushi place in American Fork. I don't know about you, but cheap and sushi are two words that could not sound better together to me. After cheap sushi we SPLURGED and saw a movie at night time. Maybe not the best idea? Aw well, we won't make a habit of it. The movie was SUPER 8 and it was super gr8. It was a vintage film in the most ironic of ways. Which was quite pleasing to me. Go and see at.

As we were driving home there was a lighting show in the sky. Since it was a cloudy night, entire clouds were just lit up one after another. It was stunning. Instead of grabbing a camera (which we should've!) we just headed up traverse mountain to watch this lighting show over the Salt Lake valley. Unreal. Makes these big fireworks that are legal this year (which are seriously the coolest ever) seem so insignificant.

Storms are cool! But not on August 19.

Lots of love.

It has been so long since I last posted! I totally feel like there is something I haven't posted... hmm... oh hey I'm engaged to my best friend:) So happy about it, and we have been so so busy planning for our AUGUST 19 WEDDING! It is going to be gorgeous- I am sure of it.
     So, on Saturday I got heat exhaustion at work and was super sick all weekend. I stayed at Tanner's because my parents were out of town. Shut up I was in the guest room. Anyways, I woke up Monday morning (still super sick) and Tanner had brought me a flower from the garden! It was super cute. You are probably gagging right now but the smell of the rose kind of made me gag too. Don't tell. It was still cute and I still LOVED IT.
     Dress shopping was crazy. I ordered dresses online from Jcrew, Bhldn, and even almost wore my grandmother's gown (GORGEOUS 1955 designer gown), in the end though I found the perfect dress from Claire Pettibone. It is couture. How classy. Couture also means... made from scratch. I will hopefully be getting the dress 3 weeks from today. Cross your fingers.

The BHLDN^^^ dress. Totally and completely not the one. Which I was sad about, mainly because it was from Anthro hah.

We went to San Rafeal swell about a month ago. It was fabulously dry, hickish, and hot. But fun. And considering all the wedding planning- it will be our last trip until we go to....

JAMAICA! I can't wait.

 

la wednesday grandiose

Ok. Tonight we headed up the canyon with 2 boy scouts. 11 year old boys are weird. That, I am sure, is a huge surprise to you. Regardless of weirdness though it was a beautiful night up the canyon and a surprisingly nice retreat from the wind of the valley. We ate tin foil dinners, which were completely awful. Half way through cooking about 50 cops and ambulances drove up the canyon and we spent the rest of the night standing on the edge of the river keeping our eye out for a little boy who had gone in higher up the canyon. It was one of those instances where I just wished there was more I could do. All I could do was pray though. Just pray.

What is beautiful though- is seeing people from all around who care- and who want to help. It was unreal standing there and realizing that this could happen to anyone. You know, I don't know why the night had such an impact on me, but I stood there on the verge of tears hoping and praying for this little boy I did not know. I think it was because there is a little boy in my life who I know and love- and I ached for this other little boys family, and my thoughts and prayers are surely with them.

Tomorrow I start corn season again, weird how much I love that place is it not?

becky homecky

Ok. I have been totally and completely out of my mind bored lately. So of course I've been doing things that a bored housewife should be doing. Not a 19 year old. Number one? I am loving the show Pregnant in Heels. WAH? It's weird right? Anyways, pictures.

Seriously. Bored. Bird cage: Wonderful store at the Gateway: Z Gallerie. Chair? Bought it for 10 dollars at DI, spent 0 money on paint, and 8 dollars on fabric (from IKEA, how cool is that!) Not bad. The lamp shade cost seriously more than the chair because I originally bought that fabric for the chair. I  did not buy nearly enough though- so voila! Lamp shade. It's not quite finished yet so don't look too closely. Anyways, I'm really really dying to reupholster a wing back chair or make a headboard next.

Cougar Town = my dream land

I seriously have nothing to write about.

Oh yes, except for the STORY OF MY LIFE:
Apparently 1/2 a yard of fabric isn't a lot. Whatever.

BUT HEY WAIT! It's summer! And since I'm pretty sure = zero people read my blog (but hey if you do that's cool! I don't think you're creepy! Unless..) Tangent over. Since no one reads it ima do one of those boring to do list things ekey? K.

Summer 2011 means wah? EH?

20 years old. OLD.
Reuphoster D.I. junk
Learn to sew
Really MOST IMPORTANTLY: Zion (Subway hike).
Lose weight so I can be back at my birth weight.
Read a lot!
Go on every roller coaster in Lagoon.
Carni it up.

Seems like it's gonna be a tough time. Wish me luck.

the everlastingly weird texas roadhouse and other adventures.

Texas roadhouse is a weird place. It's not bad food at all but what IS bad, is the almost cult following that it has. I don't understand what it's all about. I think anyone in that cult has just never tried sushi. Thus, knowing my feelings about TRH it might seem weird that I suggested it for dinner last night. But I did. This truly happened. Looking back though, I know that i was inspired. 

I am going to just tell the short story. Tanner's steak? Not cooked right.

Sent back twicie twice twice. TWICE. Manager apology. 3 free side dishes. Free steak and shrimp.

Inspiration.

We ended up only paying for an appetizer. 

SO, looking back, I think I actually do understand the cult following. That place is spectac! 

Number 2:

Stop whatever you are doing RIGHT NOW (after you finish reading my post) and go see the movie Prom. Oh, and bring me. It is totally the best movie since High School Musical 2. You are saying OH SHUT UP JESSIE that is impossible. And now you are getting really excited because you trust my opinion in movies, which you should. GO SEE IT. I laughed and laughed and cried (when it was OVER) and felt like I was in highschool and totally related to all the disney characters lives because N.J. their lives are exactly like mine in highschool (minus zits).

I sense sarcasm in my voice, but sadly, I really did love it that much. It was so cute, and the leading man (as per normal) looked like he was thirty. BUT HEY WAIT... if I haven't convinced you to see it yet... maybe this will:

No?? How about this....

Send me positive energy because next week is finals. And suddenly I've lost all my inspiration to write.

OH! I almost forgot! Happy Anniversary  Mum and Dad! I hope you had a positively Royal Day. 

Ruckus Robotocus

Hey guys, remember this band??

Let's all listen to them more because they have a funny catchy little name.

This week is (as Wes might say) "QUOTE ON QUOTE", "dead week".

Except for one thing; I have a test tomorrow. What the heck?

Also, I've been getting more involved in teaching this ballet class, and I'm really excited with where things are going. Next week I'm teaching barre, and I'm feeling really passionate about taking the girls back to the basics, and just perfecting their technique from there. I love when I am able to explain something in a way that truly helps them grow and be better. I love ballet, I am passionate about the lessons I have learned from it that help my life. That is one things that really excites me. Now that I am at a point where ballet really isn't going to my entire life or my career, I sometimes feel a tinge of regret, and feel like all the sacrifices I made and work I put into it were for nothing.

But that's just not true. I've come to understand that it really was so much more than my big shining solos on stage. As I've thought about how to help the girls become better I've reminisced about past ballet experiences and how they have related to my life. This connection seems to be particularly important to me because most of these girls are not going to be professional dancers. Knowing this then, my goal changes. My goal with them- is to teach them about themselves and the world through ballet. It really sounds like a lofty goal, does it not? But I believe that much of why I am the way I am comes from classroom experiences. So, I want to share this with them, and I want them to grow and hopefully, if I am lucky, my love for it will plant a seed in their hearts.

Some examples? The leotard. The mirror. Healthy lifestyles and (hopefully) body image can be fostered here. I think this is definitely something that is a challenge for everyone. But if you can securely stand in front of a mirror in a leotard and tights, well- that's a great start.

Change: I think this is a huge one. Naturally the body is just not meant to do the things we do in ballet- to stand on the toes or sustain and control movement for extended periods of time. The beauty of it is though, that through practice and determination, the body adapts and these things- turn out, flexibility, etc. become second nature. When technique needs fixing, it is entirely possible to change a bad habit. All though it takes time- it is possible. This lesson has been imperative to me in my life. Having an understanding that the way that I am predisposition to act doesn't mean that is the way that I AM, is so beautiful.

I'm excited about all this--- I am excited to finally be able to share this part of my life with others.

Oh, plus there is totally more!
We saw The Conspirators this weekend- fer sher fab. Not tons of cute outfits like Life as We Know It, but whatever, I guess Josh Duhmel and Katherine Heigel cannot be in every single movie wearing their cute clothes and cute faces.

I think I will go blonde on Thursday if Mrs. Hair Girl lets me. I say this all the time fully intending to go blonde, but then she just never says yes, which is always ugh the worst but hey, everyone cross your fingers for me. This is really just so important you know?

PLUS HEY WAIT! Summer is coming. This is good news for everyone in the world I bet. That's a huge thing to say but I feel confident in my assumption.

So yeah. Talk to you later best friend.

can't talk study study

I saw this at (store that shall remain nameless so it retains some dignity). I barfed.

Brag LOG

Hi. I know why blog got it's name. I will now tell you. It is because Brag - rag + log (brag log) = BLOG. Simple word algebra really.

So. Since this is a brag log I'm not going to brag log my pants off. (Not literally, this isn't that sort of blog)

BUT HEY. LOOK HERE MOM!!!

Today I totally ROCKED my Accounting exam. I'm not joking, I chewed it up and swallowed it. I have no idea what that means. But I was taking it and I was like hey guys! this is hard! but it ended up being things that I could pull from my memory and put on paper.

Studying might actually be doing me some good.

More brag log news:
20 out of 20 on my last Business Stats quiz. Couldn't possible be happier because I suck at this class and it's so hard. AND I GOT 20! I feel like I'm like Mr. President right now I feel so smart.

19 out of 20 on my last Business Stats excel assignment and those babies freaking suck. This is really just luck because I  am not good at this and didn't really do it all myself and had lots of help. But hey, if you can get help, then you should. And I could. And it payed off suckas.

Moral of the story is I'm not that smart but other people are and I'm half smart because I USE smart people for all they are worth.

In other news... stay tuned because I have a gorgeous wedding display picture to show you.  What else is going on Jess Jess? 3 more test this week and a ten page paper.

Happy college days.

hog blog rog

This is a new blog post, welcome.

It is also a WEEKEND UPDATE.

I saw Kings Speech this weekend. It was good- it deserves some big award like Best Picture or something. I'm not going to lie, I get more enternainment out of a movie's set and wardrobe than the story line or caliber of acting- the latter two are just bonuses luckily, Kings Speech had all foursies. Check out the beautiful wall::: I was drooling over it the whole time.

Gorgeous wall, no?  Cool that the set was used in the condition in was found as well.


Plus, and also- don't go skiing when it's 80 degrees in the valley- there are better things to do with your time. UGH

prioritization nation.

I had a fabulous day today, I mean FOR ONE THING I talked to the Mum like 4 different times on the phone. Don't be jeal. Just know, that this was a contribution to this great day. We are just best friends forever, that's really all.

Good day good day good day. Good stuff happened more good stuff happened and then I went to BALLET. Which of course = the most good ever. Tonight was fabulous, and all though I'm only going once a week or twice at best, I can feel it slowly coming back. AND MY FRIENDS, this is a beautiful feeling. I'm always a little trepidatious*** when class starts, but as I feel the old rotations coming back, and when my head and arms naturally expresses emotions kept inside, I feel like I've gone home. It's tough. It hurts. I'm still not what I used to be, I probably won't ever be. But, it feels better than ever now. Because I'm not under pressure, because I'm not beating myself up. The reason I'm loving it so much more this time, is because I AM DOING MY BEST, and finally, finally seeing that my best is enough.

Which leads me to a though that I wasn't even aware I was having. OMG FRIENDS! Exploration is fun. I think as a girl, and especially as a ballet dancer girl, it is easy for me to fall into thinking that I am never enough. That good enough, is never truly good enough. I think everyone struggles with this at some point, I hope I'm not the only one! Isn't funny though, how the perfectionist within is what ultimately brings the greatest disasters? I think I'm finally understanding that being perfect will not happen. It won't. My room will never be clean every second, sometimes I will fall behind in school, and there will be better dancers than me, but I am who I am because I am not the best dancer and because I catch up and because....  Ok, yeah. I know, this is getting horrendously cliche but cliches can be totally cool sometimes and totally inspirational so I hope this just falls into one of those categories. The point is the beauty is in the strife for perfection and even more so, an acute understanding that perfection is not what you're here for. I think I constantly have to remind myself of this.

Ballet was great tonight though, did I mention this. Omg kittens. Just GREAT. And then I had a wonderful drive home listening to music with the sunroof open (March is not equal to warm though, bummer). Today was good, and I am happy, and ballet is good, and I hope you're happy too.

Call me sometime ok?

*** I just found out trepidatious isn't a real word. I'm all the way way pissed because it's long been my fave word. Now it's my favorite not-word. How many people can say they have a favorite not-word? Also. I would like to know your favorite not-word. That would be funnest!

my coat named kitten.

My car is named kitten.
And now my coat is named kitten too.

Would you like to meet the newest addition to my life? I love this little kitten! I have been drooling over it and coveting it and dreaming about it for weeks. That's not an exaggeration. I just really wanted this coat, and now I really gotted this coat. My life is too good.

First things first, if you think I look like I was on ANTM. I wasn't. I just model in my spare time.

CUTE RIGHT?! I am way to materialistic. It's not a good thing, but at least I admit it. I don't think I'm going to really try and change this either.

I had a great weekend also. I will show you pictures, because why? Because pictures ROCK!

We cute? We made sushi on Friday. Tuna and smoked salmon and tempura shrimp and eel sauce AND AND JAPANESE MAYO. YUM. That's all I have to say.

baby oh baby.

Ok. So I'm almost hesitant to bring up this subject on my blog because I don't want to jinx things or something. 

But, that's unreasonable, so here I go, bringing it up.

I'm trying to think how to best describe my feelings about ballet- about how it makes me feel and about what it's done for me.

I was (and still am) PASSIONATE about ballet. I can't describe this passion. And you can't understand it, unless you are me, or at best, a dancer. It is stunning. It is a lifestyle. It IS EVERYTHING. Whether or not this latter statement is GOOD, it is nonetheless true. Which is why I'm trying to find my way back. 

To make a long story (that you've probably already heard) short, I got a ballet teaching job in Logan. I also got another sort of offer from a ballet studio in Logan. These 2 events have kind of lit a fire in my heart. I've tried over and over to go back but never have found any where that I felt gave me what I wanted or challenged me enough.

BUT TEACHING. SHARING: Oh my goodness. I think this may be it.

So anyways- how it makes me feel. What it's done for me.

There is this feeling of power when I'm dancing. It's amazing feeling to bring beauty into the world through movement. Isn't there so much power in that though, truly? As one person- I can make someone else feel something and I can inspire through MOVEMENT. That is power. 

And so, when I think about teaching, I think about this power being unparalleled. Being able to dance for these girls- being able to push them. It's exciting to me to think I get to share my experiences and be apart of that lifestyle again. It's beautiful. It's powerful. I am sounding like Hitler. 

I'm not power hungry.

I'm just ballet hungry... and I think I'm about to get my fix. 

that's how the song goes, right?

regardless of lyrics though, TIS indeed Saturday! What a good feeling that is.

So friends, here's what's up. 

Number first: MESSES CAUSE STRESSES. You can see it in my eyes can you not?? 

SO yesterday Tanner bought new pants and they ended up having a hole in the crotch. I thought it was super funny. But I guess it sort of sucked for him. 

I just realized I haven't done a post about SPRING BREAK 2011 yet either. I must say, one of the great things about still being at USU is Spring Break. That's not the only thing though. Duh. I love it here. But I love here while I'm in college just so you know. Because Logan is totally a crappy town.

I think I have some random pictures from my high quality cell PHONE CAMERA to show you... Ummm let's see...

Mainly I can't get any of the other ones to work right now. WORST.

But this is Jake and me and Tanner. So that's cool too. The other pictures weren't nearly as attractive as this one anyways..

I'll just have to tell stories about SPRING BREAK 2011 instead

We went to St. George. I love St. George. I bet yer totes jeal and I would say don't be, but really you should be. All the necessary S.G. fun was accomplished: Swimming, diving, dixie rock, biking and other stuff too... like eating. S.Geezy was beautiful for us that week. Which was great. The company was even better than the weather and we ate a lot of food, which I think is really the best part of all of this. We also skied Park City and Brighton over the weekend. GREAT week all in all and I feel super lucky to have the friends I do and to have been able to go on the trip. 

BUT-- the worst ever in the world was coming back! Toughie tough. I made through the week though. Last night I saw Unkown which I really liked... like a lot. And also watched Valkerie which made me super creeped out at Hitler, but I guess that's to be expected.  I've had a recent interest in movies that I can't even figure out but I am loving it. I saw this great movie the other day, Oceans 11? Wow. You should see it. Oh turns out you did. 10 years ago.

Ok. Vertical limit on Netflix is PRACTICALLY PUKING MY NAME.

Have a good weekend, ok?

this morning.

it was a good morning for studying.

pointless perfection

i'm wearing this belt and it's pinching my ribs
and it's bugging me
and it's bugging me
and then i realize i can just take it OFF.

hey there.

it's thursday.
wait, wednseday.
to answer your question kate- yes crispy sheets are preferable.

lately here are things that are good and here is why as well:

THE HUFFINGTON POST. i don't know if you've heard, but the huff is the new fbook. for me. I can waste way more time on there and I learn stuff occassionally.
Did you know the average fbook user spends 17 days per hour on the site? GET OFF THE FRONT DOOR!

I'm not joking.

CAREER FAIRS: Today I went to the career fair with this kid that I've been hanging out with a lot. Everybody treated me like I was 5. They gave me candy though so who really cares? I'll be 5 any day for candy.

NORTHFACE JACKETS ARE SO OVERDONE: hey every single human being: everyone is wearing one so it's not... like, that cool. Take off those leggings too. I did. Best decision of my life.

Other things for you if your bored or would like a new hobby or treat:

THE GYM. seriously! Who even knew this existed! Get over there. Check it out.

Miso soup mix. YUM YUM YUM. Wow.
Skiing  35 inches of new powder. Not that much fun I think. What do you think?
Am I being sarcastic? What do you think?

Warmth:

I WILL SEE YOU (probably not) in st george. SATURDAY-SATURDAY.

Ok.

yum.

Nothing makes me happier than crisp, clean towels, sheets and pillowcases. Just saying.

Not going to lie, I wash my jeans far too little,

BUT MY PILLOWCASES never get forgotten. 

Today I worked out for the first time since having mono (other than skiing, and I totally count skiing). Another first? I worked out at the gym. I've never even been to the gym.

I know what your thinking... how do you keep up that awesome fisique and not go to the gym?

It's a gift from God.

Also I work out at home and in classes and outside. That too.

I like the gift hypothesis personally though.

Anyways. I'm big on first lately- you know, saying yes to things I wouldn't normally. Doing things I wouldn't normally do (good things...) (like going to all three hours of church!) and generally just enjoying life more to it's fullest. Last semester I came to this realization that qualities I liked in others were things that I could easily find in myself. I think saying yes to things is one way I've found to achieve this.

Anyways. Things are good and stuff. 

my thoughts regarding 4 exams

The anticipation of overdoing it,

Kills me before ever  doing it.

Abandonment of this fear,

For some beautiful reasons

Brings solace

& sweet accomplishment.

----Brings me closer.

Such a strange dichotomy-

Anticipation aborts accomplishment

when overdone

Abandonment sends sweet solace.

---Here in this case, of course.

OFF KILTER.

STOP.

FIX.

      Trust- for everything.

In self. Trust the ability of accomplishment.

Trust the worst case scenario,

    without fear, work to go beyond.

When trust is there. 

      When safety has been found therein,

Believe in the wonderful, unanticipated endings.

    See beauty as the anomaly?

STOP.

    Everywhere.

It's everywhere.

Stop.

  Because you're not the only one.

Stop.

Take off that blind fold.

You put in on over and over 

Around and around.

Abandon the fear of future.

   The future all together.

JUST STOP.

Here.

Now.

photo from caturday's valentines celebration.

cool. 

perfect exhaustion.

My weekend was absolutely wonderful and absolutely non-stop.

So I'm exhausted today.  Totally worth it? Eh, eh? Yes.

A synopsis:

Bear lake cozy cabin.

PERFECT half day of skiing.

Buca Di Beppos.

Down town Salt Lake!

And the Utah Symphony.

Which was wonderful. I love letting music soak into my soul. I don't know if this is from all my dancing but I just love letting move me. Literally. So this, this was great.

But hey, I did something so stupid. I got locked out of the first 20 minutes of the show. Alone.

What can I say, I really had to pee?

conundrum. not this. but sometimes.

Last night I went to a durty thurty instead of studying for my stats quiz today.

I just took it.

I did bad. But here's how I see it, I am exponentially (YEP) happier because I danced for 30 minutes last night. And I am not exponentially not happier for doing bad on that quiz.

So. Hey! Rocked that decision.

the still.

Today I had a MOMENT.

I don't know how to convey the significance of this. 

It was calm and still and wonderful. And! A whopping 24 degrees.

I walked across campus and the air was still and quiet; I was in awe in the beauty of it all.

Stunning. Perfect. Heavenly. 

All I could think about was writing this moment down. Recording it. Keeping it with me forever and letting it change me.

And then, AND THEN I sat through an hour and a half of accounting before the sun had fully risen and all the beauty in the world seemed a bit dimmer.

Bummer.

BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD?

guess what it is?

first. what it is not but could be mistaken to be:

the best feeling in the world is NOT
-anything to do with Antrhopologie
-or the science
-skiing pow pow? (possibly)
-finding kitteh
-finding birdeh
-finding my cell phone

WHAT IT IS:
- realizing that the test I thought was tomorrow, IS NEXT THURSDAY.

Let's party.

blog bihznatches

I am blogging.
Today is Tuesday.
THINK THINK....

Lately I am enjoying college and life and stuff. That is a good thing, isn't it?
Well. I was enjoying college, until I got mono and realized I have an econ test on Thursday. I don't even have an econ book yet. This could be problematic. Well like, to some people it could be.

But anyways. I would love to tell you a funny story of some funny thing that has happened to me. But I don't think anything funny has happened? PSYCH!

There is a kid named Vaginal in my Business Stats class. That is a good name. It makes me laugh.
Number 2. I find the word hate to be annoying and overused and bad for the soul. I am a good person, I know. But sometimes I choose someone to hate. It's very hitleresque of me. But, like, I'm sorry, don't be so annoying and I won't hate you.

FUN FACT:
Tonight at TAKARA it's buy one Sushi get one free.
GO TO THERE. (maybe you'll even see Vaginal there?)

the face of mono.

number one.
i feel you should know what the face of mono looks like:

also. this is weird but for some reason i really enjoy telling people i have mono.

hey i have mono.

i love your pity. gimme pity! best.

DONE AND DONE.

falling.

 falling asleep to the memories
      inevitably wakes me up
screaming inwardly

falling asleep to the future
inevitably wakes me up
        screaming inwardly

i can't sit still. never never.

what's past?
so much good.
enough bad to stick and to scare away any semblances of it

falling asleep and letting you fix it
the future and past
just is.
i can't decide-- what's the inevitable?

happy tuesday

First- just in case you are having a bad day like some February days tend to be: just take a looksie at this picture.

SECOND:You know those days when every facebook status says them same thing?

Ok well I love these days! Let's brainstorm?


OMG OMG OMG LOLZ BYU WON!
or
It snowed! (and every possible variation of this) (Always way glad for this one because it negates the need for weather.com)
or
Harry Potter omg lolz
or
New Moon omg lolz


Ok whatever it's cool right? I love New moon and Harry Potter and snow.


Today the overwhelming facebook status consensus though,


concerned BA BA BA! the weather (-11 was the low). Which is cool and fine and I was totes about to give into the mania because it is so freaking cold outside it should be illegal. It's like UNJUST to hold class in these conditions everyone knows that (or they should) and PLUS and ALSO I have mono so this is just a load.


THE WEATHER----


here is my problem with these statuses- like hey guys I know it's cold. And facebook? Facebook is my escape. It's my safe haven. It's my igloo. SO I CAN FORGET! About my homework. And about the cold.


And especially about the cold. Because honestly I should totes change my blog to ima college kid who hates cold.


OK.


So..... Anyways.


I am feeling like I'm just not rocking school lately? And honestly, it's like, how do I fix this? How do I change? How do I get back into the groove of things?


I don't know.


But, I know I will. Ima turn the page now, and act normal or something.


I know because of experience and because I've been here before. This is harder and different and new, but I've been here before. I know because I know that I am never alone. Not even metaphorically either. I am helped through these experiences by the beautiful people in my life. And when I say helped I really should say carried. I feel miracles in my life. I know, I know. So cliche. So overdone. But, I do. I believe truly that the people that I am surrounded by ARE THOSE miracles. I know the reason that I will be okay this semester (and some how pull a 3.5) is because I'm inspired to be better every day by the people I surround myself with. Learning and doing better. I will be ok, because I know enough. Because I've experienced and felt enough and have enough hope to do this. So, it's all good.


Ok, let's seriously tackle this weather situation now.

i'm a stupid idiot

HI, it's me welcome to my life. It's cold here. Can you feel it? If not, count yourself lucky. Regardless of this though, my life is good- let me suggest to you why I might be forgetting this simple notion. 2 FREAKING STUPID WORDS.


NAMELY,


Business statistics.


I just uttered these words:


"I think I'm going to switch to an ELED major"


That's when you know things have gotten really chaotic, no?

i'm sick

i'm sick. this is me complaining.

send me a gift basket or something, ok?

coldie locks and the 3 brrrrrs

2 stories up laying there in that summer camp of a bed. My fascination with this place that I called home and call home continues. Incesently. Or, something?

I've always wondered whether it was me that was right or someone else far more sure. But it's me. I'm sure it's me. Because truthfully, I've never been wrong before. According to who you ask?

According to the heart beat and the outcomes and the feeling at the end of the day. According to the life I live and feel on my own. I'm right. I'm always right.

KACHING