Life Lessons

Well I haven’t blogged in forever. Basically since the dawn of time. Sorry, this whole college thing is keeping me prettttty busy. Yet I still have time to pin every five minutes. Go figure that one out. Anywho. College life is exquisite at best, downright stressful at worst. I am liking all of my classes but one, totally rethinking my life and what I’m doing with it, having tons of fun with my roommates and friends, eating a lot less healthy than I should but more healthy than most, being busy out of my mind with Relief Society stuff, and quite honestly getting sick of people who are fake. Not that I’m saying people at BYU are fake. I don’t think I’ve met a fake person yet while I’m here. But you catch my drift I’m sure. 

On another, really sad note, my 9th grade science teacher Greg Domgaard passed away a few days a ago. It makes me so sad. He was an awesome teacher and had such a great sense of humor. He took me and friends to the Science Olympiad competition and didn’t make us go to all of our events so we could bowl and eat pizza instead. I didn’t know him very well and wasn’t anywhere near as nice to him as I should have been. And I’m trying to make peace with that now. If anything this was a huge lesson to me to not take people for granted and to always, always be nice to someone. Because you have NO IDEA what they’re going through. So I promise to now be nicer to my friends, even the ones who are rude to me, to talk to my family often, to try my very hardest to be nice to everyone no matter what, and to keep my Heavenly Father close so that I can remember. Thanks so much for everything you did for me, and so many others Mr. Domgaard. You won’t be forgotten.

Shoooooot

So basically I love my roommates. We’re all super duper different, but it’s a really good different. Like a we get along super well different. But anyway. The point is that they’ve been here for me. Along with one very special boy who hasn’t left my side through any of the really stressful stuff. So I guess this is a big fat thank you. A thank you for laughing with me when I’m crazy, for making sure I’m ok when I’m going crazy, for hugging me when I want to be crazy….just everything. It’s been eye opening to be away from home and friends. And really great to go pick my sister up from a football game and have all my cute senior friends come give me huge hugs and tell me they miss me. It’s nice to be missed.

Sorry this was a super serious post! But life is grand really 🙂 Just grand 🙂

Wiser too…?

One year older and wiser too.

I don’t feel wiser.
Just older.

But my birthday was grand:) It all started on a Thursday, two days before my birthday, when I was having a crappy day. My roommate Rebecca is on an intramural volleyball team and wanted us to go watch her play. I had a lot of homework and thought about not going, but Heidi and Randy convinced me to go. So we went and watched her play and it was great. Then we came home…to find a bunch of friends and a cake for Kathryn and my birthday!! I have the cutest roommates who  went to a bunch of work to surprise me:) So that was a great night. THEN. Friday Randy took me to Mimi’s where we had a ton of fun in our own private little section of the restaurant with free dessert, then off to Classic Skating where I could barely stay up on my roller skates. Then up to the mountain overlooking all of Provo where we had an awesome talk and danced to the radio. Then back to watch a movie with my roommates at his place. Basically, one of the best dates ever. Then came Saturday…my real birfday. We won football and we had people over for dinner and a movie and it was just great. And Bandy got me the Rascal Flatts CD and food. And my parents bought me a pizza card so I can buy pizza. WHENEVER. Yay 🙂

It’s super funny to see who is there for you and who goes out of their way to make you happy. I was surprised by who did. And it was great 🙂

So maybe I’m not all that much wiser….but I think I am a little bit more aware and experienced. Which is really nice 🙂

11:11 Wishes

Today, I’m really grateful for all the 11:11 wishes, birthday candle wishes, shooting star wishes, and all other kinds of wishes that DIDN’T come true. Looking back I realize I’ve wasted my wishes on lots of things. And I am so glad that I am not going to end up marrying the boy I wished I would marry in the sixth grade. Or the seventh. Or the tenth. Whatever, it’s fine. I am so grateful that I didn’t get this or make that or become this and that and the other. Because my life has turned out exactly how it is supposed to. And I wouldn’t change a thing. Yes, I’m still going to make wishes. And yes, it would’ve been nice to have that pony I wished for so many times. And yes, there are things in my life that I want to be better or different. But if I had to change anything else to get those few things to be perfect, it wouldn’t be worth it. I have an amazing family who loves and cares about me, I go to an awesome school where I feel the Spirit every single day, I have an amazing ward full of incredible girls, I have the best roommates who are all so different, but we click. I have an amazing best friend who is always here for me, especially when nobody else is. Basically, the wishes that didn’t come true have lead me to everything I ever dreamed of. So thanks to that shooting star wish that didn’t pan out, thanks to that birthday cake wish that never came true. It was perfect 🙂

I don’t get it

Today I am going to be put in as the Relief Society President for my ward. I am so scared. Especially because I feel like I have zero friends at school (minus Randy and Heidi.) I came home this weekend for my sister’s birthday and all the girls did super fun stuff all together while I was gone. Let’s just say I feel like the ugly step-sister in the apartment. I don’t understand how I’m supposed to do this calling if I can’t even befriend my roommates above laughing at youtube videos and asking how their day went. I think I’m just rambling right now hahaha. Anyway I guess I’ll have to figure it out and make my roommates like me or something…not sure how well that’s going to go over. Welp that’s about it. My weekend at home with my family was great, I went to Cherry Hill and saw all the amazing people I’ve spent the past summer with. It was really nice. I didn’t see any old friends besides Cherry Hill people except Spencer and Randy, but it was so much fun 🙂

Welp…have a good Sunday! Sorry this post is such a downer.

To make this post happy:

Once there was a llama. His name was Joe. The end!