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When I'm old...

I will most likely continue the use of skinny jeans,

I will certainly wear comfy socks,

and it is pretty much guaranteed that I will be sportin'

large sweatshirts. 

I don't know how to knit-so my grandchillin' will 

be receiving yarn with needles stuck in it for Christmas. 

When student council tells you to make yourself elderly;

you don't ask questions.

It happens.

Sometimes, I spend my life on college websites both looking for scholarships and asking to get sent packets. Most of the time until my eyes hurt. Yeah, that happens.

Remember this?

Hey, remember this day? Today was like that. Except it went a little something like this...

• Woke up, and my hair curled the way I wanted it to. 
• Went to newspaper-laughed-so hard.
• Received a Brayden hug.
• Went to my internship and got to leave early because the real thing doesn't start for 2 weeks.
• Got 49 cent tacos at Del Taco with Isaac.
• Wandered around the school-taught Isaac how to draw a proper dinosaur.
• Talked to Biggs and enjoyed the fact that I am a senior.
• Went to Medical Anatomy and loved every minute of it. 
• Walked outside and talked to Branson. 
• Came home and did the dishes, just because.
• Did my homework.
• Went to Wal-mart with Kendall and saw Madi.
• Came home and smiled, because I just couldn't help it. :)

Seniority--it's here.

Guess what everyone! Today is my hundredth post! Guess what else-it is the last day of summer, and it would seem to me that I have become a senior. :)


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http://raritiesandb-sides.blogspot.com/2010/05/100th-100-things-about-me.html

          

Where my heart lies.

My heart lies in the gospel of Jesus Christ;

and why would I want it anywhere else?

Happy Birthday President Monson :)

It's approaching.

It's coming, it's coming quick; and I'm not sure how I feel about it.

Because if I can help, I would love to.

Home remedies for the stressed, the worry warts, and the broken hearted. Enjoy.

Long drives through my favorite parts of town, singing at the top of my lungs.

Walks with friends and swinging at parks.

Playing the piano.

Searching the scriptures for a verse that will apply to my situation. This always makes me feel better-if not refreshed.

Just getting out of the house and doing something fun-something out of the ordinary.

Reading blogs, writing posts.

And when you don't know what else to do, check your face for a smile, because sometimes that is all you can do.

Check the technique

I have found myself missing this dearly. Very dearly.

Rockin' them kicks.

 

A genius made these shoes. A genius by the name of Jade Nichole Madison. She is this ridiculously talented lass in my ward, who can make pretty much make anything the most imaginative mind can conjure up. I will definitely be sportin' these babies around town and would completely understand if you felt the urge to stalk my feet-in fact feel free. 

Blood donor--part deux

Remember this? Well, today I did er' again! Why, you might ask? It's because I'm addicted, addicted to giving my blood.  Also, remember how last time went super easy?  Yeah, it was a little different this time, but still not bad at all! Just a little bit woozy.

Good, and quite a bit of it.

Thursday we went to the velour and saw these two play and ever since them I have been obsessed with listening to the minute clips on itunes because that is pretty much the only place you can find them. Also I am out of itunes cards to buy it. It's a shame really, but rest assured I will get myself a new card soon and all will be well. In the mean time, you will can find me repeatedly pressing play. :)

Diamond earrings and Oxfords.

Yesterday the posse and myself hopped in our cars and drove up to the Tanger Outlets in Park City. We had ourselves a little shopping spree and it was so much fun.  We sat in dressing rooms even if we weren't trying on things, Madi and Sadie had a scarf wearing contest and got crusty's from one of the working ladies, Lexa got earrings that she likes because they touch her neck, I got stuff that makes me feel classy, Kenal got skinny jeans-I'm so proud, Haley bought a shirt and I'm just real excited about it, and Cammie got a scarf that has a deer on it. I just love those hooligans to pieces.

To be in the medical profession?

See this stethoscope? I love it. It's not mine-it's Kenal's, she let me borrow it for the day. ha :)

Just a parted cloud away.

  Know those times when you write in your journal and  you know it was a bad day, you know that something, whatever it was, wanted to make you break down and cry what seemed a waterfall? But despite all this you still only write something to the affect of--"Oh, it was a good day. Kinda crazy." or the infamous line--"I don't know what to say."
  The truth is though that you know exactly what to say, but the thought of writing it down just makes that you were so sad that much more true and that's beside the fact that you already feel like a pessimist.
  Then fast forward a couple months when you are reading over those entries and you still know what happened that day and the pain you felt.

Those are the times I wonder why I lie to my journal.

  But the I remember that happiness is just a parted cloud away and I know why-because it wasn't really a lie at all. It was the knowledge of the good things in my life and a hope for better days.