rockville, utah

Went to Rockville over the weekend.

Ate delicious food, watched conference, explored, and took photos of star trials.

All in all, pretty good.

Now, it's back to school and figuring out scholarships and paying rent and lease terms and wedding dress sleeves and just wedding stuff in general.

Thankfully, Washington D.C. is happening in a few weeks!!

XOXO

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4 3 2013

I miss picnic spot and staying out late doing nothing and going to scary parks and talking about traveling and gossiping about people and getting advice and laughing at things that aren't funny and talking about how much the world sucks and how twisted society is and going to Sonic and getting mozzarella sticks every time and visiting Sam and Lyndsey at their new apartment and how you waited for me by my car forever that night just because we hadn't hung out in a while and you were sick of it and just talking in the car for hours and doing nothing and Ralph and poker night and the time Camron and Alex took forever to come down from their hike up the mountain and we just sat there and talked.

I miss stalking boys at Beans and Brews and taking photos and pretending we are photographers and talking about how much we hate that one blog and how much we hate most things that exist and dishing the dirt on people we know and saying stupid things and messing up on words and trying to have some sort of love life even though we never liked anyone we dated.

I miss making Nick run around the park in his underwear and doorbell ditching that house and going into your neighbors tree house only to have them pull up in the driveway after ten minutes and eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches during lunch and eating pizza on the weekend and building lego towers and exchanging mix cds every monday and going to concerts and baking cakes.

I miss Vernina and everything that came with that stage and the day we took Lily with us to Kohlers and the time we told my friend your name was Ivein and drawing on colored paper with colored markers and talking about rehab and our notebook that we passed back and forth the entire time you were in there and Starbuck's and leaving Kaden brownies and throwing rocks at his window and The Melting Pot and "vomit everywhere" and puzzles.

I miss photoshoots and leaving food at peoples houses while we're babysitting and doing nails and reading Twilight and becoming obsessed with skaters who sing on YouTube and obsessing over that one boy for like a second and roaming the neighborhood at night and being fashionable and eating lunch like cool kids and loving the emo couples and hating that one kid and talking about school and people at school and how much we wanted to be somewhere other than Utah county.

I miss eating those awkward shaped suckers and being best friends junior year and numbering the awkward couples because there are just too many of them and being obsessed with that one boy and hating the ward kids but loving them at the same time and "holla at your boy when he wearing those jeans" and all of the other things we used to say and young women's and talking about the crazy people in the ward.

I miss you all. 

I miss the stupid stuff we used to do (to ourselves, and also to other people). I miss you guys weighing in on my life and my problems. I don't talk to the majority of you nearly as much as I should, and probably only one of you will read this, but I miss you guys and want you to know that my adolescent life would not have been the same without every single one of you. Thank you for being my friends and thank you for helping me and hanging out with me and just for being with me.

You are all great people and I'm so glad we had our time. 

I will never forget you. No matter what happens.

XOXO

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4 2 2013

I just feel like the world is taking over right now.

Finals week is coming up and I really need to do well in my classes and on my exams if I want to get into a master's program. Then, I have to figure out my wedding dress, photographer, food, engagements, bridals, announcements, who's coming to what, and decorations. On top of that, I'm trying to figure out this townhouse we are moving into, because the lease ends July 31. The owners are trying to sell it and they also conveniently live in Hong Kong, so the only way to contact them is through email. I don't know if they will let us sign another lease to stay there longer than July, nor will I know until they decided to email the office back, and then the office calls me.

So, that's that.

Also, then there is work and trying to get it to work with my schedules and meetings. Not to mention going to classes, doing homework, keeping the house clean, and social interaction.

Like, literally, I am dying. Well, not literally, but sort of. 

These photos are from Sunday. My friend left after sacrament meeting, so I decided to go to Fairyland and just chill for a bit. It was nice and relaxing.

Oh, and in case you haven't gathered, I am engaged. Photos and story to come shortly. Sorry for the overload of life information. But, cyberspace is good for this kind of venting.

XOXO

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4 1 2013

Today is the start of the written diary, I suppose. I don't have any photos for you, because one set is a surprise and the other set is not done being edited.

This morning started out alright, complete with skipping Music 202. And Plants. And Psych 111. Solely to eat candy and watch Gossip Girl. Star pupil.

I also studied for Astronomy, ate an egg and Swiss cheese breakfast burrito, and headed off to the post office.

After standing in line for a decent amount of time, some lady crawls out from the back and yells "The credit card machines aren't working, people. We only are accepting cash and check."

FML, right. I had to send a package to this girl from a Poshmark sale, also I still had to take my Astronomy test, and didn't want to waste years chasing down a post office that was functioning. Luckily, the nicest old man in the world was working there. I told him I had already paid my postage, and just needed to pay for the envelope I was sending it in. Honestly, I was expecting him to make me take out my items and throw the envelope away, because post office people are always cruel like that. But, he told me I could pay next time and shipped it for me! Like, nicest!!

Then, I went to the Indian store and bought a Limca. Apparently, you have to spend $5 if you want to use a credit card, so I added on some cookies and it was lamely only $2. So, I bought some henna! Yay! I'm running out of things to henna and places to henna. I mean, every time I do it I can only think of skulls and aliens, so. I actually haven't done an alien yet though, so pear haps I shall do it on the morrow.

Then, I headed to school to study Astronomy with my friend and some kid approached us while we were in the library and was like, "I'm sorry, are you guys studying for astronomy?" We were like, "UH, YES." He asked if he could study with us and turned out to be like a complete genius. The whole time we were walking to the testing center after our three hour study sesh, we kept saying how we felt we would do so good since we studied with the Modern Day Albert Einstein. 

(Side note: My first two test scores were both 66%.)

So, I go in, take it, feel awesome, feel genius, turn it in, walk out, check my score.

56 MO FOS.

Like, seriously?!?!?!?!??! How is it possible to do worse when you study more, and with smarter people? Honestly, I have no idea, but needless to say I was pissed.

I then went to Jake's apartment for dinner and planned his school schedule, because we had registration tonight at 12. So, I come home, stay up, and wait for 12. As 11:59 rolls in, I get all ready to start adding my classes that have literally been planned and organized for months. 

Well, fail.

Because, I do not have an ecclesiastical endorsement for next semester. SHOOT MY FACE OFF.

For you non-lds people... BYU is a private religious school and in order to attend you have to get permission from your religious leader. Which apparently they don't tell you. So, needless to say, 2 of the 5 classes I wanted to register for already have wait lists that are twenty people long.

So help me if I do not get into Psychological Statistics.

The world will know the wrath of my fury.

Anyways, basically that's it. 

Also, upon adjusting my sheets, I noticed Jake put them on upside down lolz. 

Also, at least thrice weekly, I sing "Can it be? Can it be Trixie?" to the tune of that part in Phantom of the Opera where Rouel is all, "Can it be? Can it be Christine?" and then they break into that lovely duet.

Anyways, just in case you were wondering.

I'm off to bed. Pear haps I can sleep off the tears of my ruined academic career.

XOXO

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