Saturday, November 21, 2009

I Wish...

That I could somehow express my feelings in writing and have it not turn out corny


That I had enough money to buy myself one of these:

And one of these:


I wish that I could actually get healthy again and stay that way for awhile

That I knew what I was going to do and where I was going to go when I graduate in a month

That Coca Cola wasn't bad for me

That other people's agency didn't get in the way of my happiness

That I hadn't wasted my day today.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Well, I've got good news, and I've got bad news...

Which would you like first?
I'll give you the bad news.
The bad news is that I'm sick, again. That's right. Sunday night I started getting the sniffles and the cough started to worsen and by Tuesday at work I was certain I was running a fever. So Wednesday I slept through my classes and then went to BYU Urgent Care. The doctor took one look at me and said,"I can already tell that you have H1N1." And I said, "Ok, Doc, but hear me out, would ya?"
I then preceded to explain to him how long I've been sick and how many different things I've been treated for in the past two months, all of which started out just like this (Bronchitis bordering Pneumonia, Swine Flu, Asthma, etc.). He then said,
-"Hmmm...{takes out his stethoscope and places on my back}deep breath. Oh wow. {moves to different spot}Deep breath... uh huh. Yep. Sounds to me like you have Bronchiolitis."
-"Um... what's that?"
The doctor said something about it being a complication of a viral infection that is often confused with Asthma. I tried looking it up online, but it's mostly common in infants.
Anyway, I'm on a crap ton of medication. I tested negative for the H1N1 virus, but he said that 30% of the time when the results are negative, they're wrong. However, 100% of the time when the results are positive, they're right. So there's a possibility that I had the Swine Flu, and I've relapsed, and that is what has caused this complication of Bronchiolitis. He sent me home with a nebulizer machine that I have to hook up that turns liquid medication into a vapor that I breathe in directly for 10 minutes, 3-4 times a day. I also have to squirt saline stuff up my nose 3-4 times a day and blow like crazy. I have cough syrup that knocks me out and I am, once again, taking Tamiflu, just in case.
When I was at the doctor, they took a chest x-ray to be sure, and that's how they saw the Bronchiolitis on my lungs. They also saw that I have a stress fracture in one of my ribs, and I called in today to get the full results of the x-ray and all the nurse did was say that they found something irregular in my right lung that they recommend getting checked out. So, I now have an appointment on Monday for that. Great.

What's the good news, you ask?
Well, it's simply that I get to go home soon for my FAVORITE HOLIDAY. That's right, Thanksgiving. Hopefully I'm feeling better by then!

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Getting into the Spirit

Monday, November 16, 2009

Illusion Never Changed Into Something Real

Life - it's always changing. And every time I think I've got something figured out, I find out that I'm wrong. After 22 years, you'd think I'd learn.

There's been some significant changes in my life recently, and there are a couple of changes just around the corner. I guess first on the list is the fact that I'm adjusting to the single life. It's been a really long time for me and sometimes it seems really surreal. And lonely - that too. But in an attempt to stay positive, I think it will be good for me to live it up for a while. In the past (almost) four years I've spent no more than a month and a half being truly single. What can I say? I'm more of a relationship kind of girl than I am a noncommittal dater. But, now that I have a couple of big life decisions to make in the very near future, I guess it's good that I only have to take myself into consideration. This way I can do what I want to do and go where I want to go, without worrying about making anyone else happy. Not trying to be selfish - just trying to see the positive.

Second, yesterday I taught my first Relief Society lesson for my new calling as a RS instructor. I ended up having to cram it all into 25 minutes, but that was okay. I think it went really well. I was really worried about making sure that I was following the Spirit to help me say the things that the girls in the ward needed to hear. After church, the girls showered me with "thank you's" and compliments. Two even wrote me little notes. One said, "Raechel, your lesson was absolutely wonderful, and everything I needed to hear. Thank you so much - you are great." That really made my day. For the past year I haven't been very social in my ward and, as a result, I don't know very many people that well. It meant a lot to me to have so much positive support - gives me courage to plan my next lesson!

This semester I've made a new friend. It's nice to have another female friend that's not engaged or married (no offense). She's helping me to be more social and I appreciate that a lot. It's hard to be social when you don't have a wingman, let me tell you.

In 31 days I will have completed my undergraduate degree at BYU. I really can't believe it. I'm so used to being in school that the thought of not having school is really bizarre. I'm excited, and terrified, all at the same time. I have no idea what to do with my life once I've graduated. What I need to do is research some places that I'd like to work, fix up my resume and write some cover letters, and send out a bunch of applications - see if I get any opportunities from that. But that takes time and time is scarce in my life these days. Guess I gotta PRIORITIZE. I'm also playing with the idea of doing a one-year, single-subject teaching credential program so that I can get a job teaching High School until I figure out what I really want to do (which I think lies somewhere in the world of Publishing). That would help me spruce up my resume a bit.

I've always been a planner, so it's scary (albeit, a bit thrilling) to look into a wide-open future full of grayness. Nothing is set in stone, no single path is laid out - everything is up to me. I really hope that I can make the best of it.

P.S., if you know of anyone that's hiring full-time employees, anywhere in the United States, let me know. I'm not in a position to be too picky these days.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

I Miss You

Lately I've been feeling a bit nostalgic. Even though I lived amongst the spiders (droppy-downies even) and the hairy ocean and it was damp and I was somehow always hungry (and broke), I miss England. And Wales. And Scotland. And France. I wish I could go back.

 
 
 
 
 




 
 
 
 

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Prayers Needed


Update on my niece, Jane. She is going in for her first open-heart surgery tomorrow (Wednesday, November 4th). She was recently put on a feeding tube and she hasn't been gaining as much weight as the doctors would like, so we are all praying that she is strong enough to make it through this surgery. If you can remember to keep her in her prayers, my family and I would really appreciate it.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Halloween Eve

I used to be all about Halloween. I decorated elaborately, I got into costumes, I went to parties, I bought candy... etc. But the last couple of years I haven't really cared much. It's too much effort, and I'm tired. Well, this year I had to work on Halloween. I work at the mall and every year the mall hosts trick-or-treating for the children of the community, so each store hands out candy. I was encouraged to dress up. So, I thought about it, and after awhile I realized that I wanted to be Tinkerbell... real bad. The costume ended up looking WAY cooler in my head than it actually turned out, but after getting all dressed up to go to a Halloween party on Friday night, I just didn't want to go through the effort again. So I didn't even end up dressing up on Halloween. However, on Halloween Eve, I did dress up. I spent 30 minutes at a party and realized why I haven't been to a party in years (yeah... you think Provo is a safe place to party, but it's not. I've never seen SO MANY girls dressed as whores in my entire life). So, I came home and watched Gilmore Girls all night. But, when I was originally excited about Halloween and my costume, I decided that I really wanted Kathryn to get it on this too. And after much brainstorming I figured out the PERFECT costume for her. And then, I made it happen. I think she was VERY PLEASED with the result:


The lovely lady posing as Lucille Ball is my roommate Erica. We like her. She was Bah Humbuging Halloween, but I made her dress up. She came up with the idea, and I made it happen. I was very proud of myself for achieving I Love Lucy hair! And doesn't Kathryn make a PERFECT Queen of Hearts???


That's me trying to not be a slutty Tinkerbell. By the time I went to find costume supplies there weren't any wings left. I tried constructing my own with wire and saran wrap... that was funny.
While at the party full of scantily-clad college girls and men in loin cloths, we found the Mad Hatter. It was destiny.


OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Playing Catch-up

...makes me super tired. I felt like a zombie today. But hey... I'm being productive and there's something to be said about that! I've made up one test (which I feel REALLY good about - it took 2 long days of studying!), 4 reading assignments, a chapter and a half of Spanish homework, and one ten-page paper so far. Still to go: 6 reading assignments with 3 responses, 3 midterms, 1 chapter of Spanish homework, 1 cultural activity, 1 hour of conversation, 2 quizzes. And I've got to work Thursday and Friday night, and possibly prepare and teach a lesson for Relief Society on Sunday. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can!

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Optimism

I think I'm going to make it a point to be optimistic about at least one thing a day.

Now that I'm starting to feel better, I think I can reasonably do that.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Tribute to my Boo

I meant to do this when I wrote about how it was mine and Ben's Anniversary last week, but it somehow slipped my mind. Now I remember. Here's some pictures I've snapped of him over the last year:


At a bonfire on Utah Lake last winter

Same bonfire...look how sweet he looks!


Watchin TV at his old apartment


Driving to Salt Lake, can't remember what's in his mouth


He fell asleep on my lap
 
At the airport in New Hampshire at 4 in the morning


At the beach in California


At Ashley and Chris's Wedding


At In-N-Out in St. George (his first time!)


On our way to the Killers concert in SLC


I love you babe! Thanks for such a good year and for being so good to me!

What the Doctor Ordered

I went to see my doctor today and it looks like I'm recovering well. He said the Swine Flu has a more intense effect on people under the age of 24, people whose immune systems are down, and people who have asthma or other respiratory sensitivities.Lucky for me, I currently fall under every one of those categories. Unfortunately, I think I gave it to Kathryn, so she's in bed with the Flu now, too. I also had to make an appointment for a Pulmonary Function Test in a month, to find out if I really have asthma and to make sure that my lungs don't have anything else wrong with them.

But yesterday I felt a bit better, so I decided to try making stew. My grandmother is a culinary genius, so I got her recipe (it's the best out there) and I followed it the best I could. This is the result:


It looks like hers, it smells like hers, and heck, it even tastes pretty much like hers! I'm very proud of myself and will now share with all whom I have afflicted. Get well soon!

Monday, October 12, 2009

Health Update

I talked to my doctor today... apparently I DO have the Swine Flu. Luckily, today my temperature has gone down a bit and I have a bit more energy than I've had recently. I will probably be unable to go to school for at least 2-3 more days. But the rest should be a good thing. I have an appointment with my doctor on Wednesday to get checked out and to make sure that I'm recovering as I should be.

Estoy un poco enferma...

It's late, and I should be sleeping. But I'm not because I've spent the last three days in bed and my sleeping schedule is a little bit off. That's right! This weekend, the weekend that was supposed to be dedicated entirely to studying for the FOUR midterms I have scheduled this week, in fact saw no studying at all. I've been battling a fever averaging in at 102 and some extreme respiratory difficulties. The doctor at the Instacare made me get tested for the Swine Flu, but I still haven't heard back from the lab. I, personally, don't believe that I have the Swine Flu. I think I have something closer to Pneumonia. That is what I was JUST treated for a couple of weeks ago, isn't it?

Basically, this whole health "system" they have going on here in Utah is kind of a joke. I first became sick last April, after a month of extremely bad seasonal allergies. By the time I got to the doctor, I had developed a cough on top of my other allergic reactions, so they figured I just had a little cold on top of it and they prescribed me some nasal spray and 12-hour Zyrtek and sent me on my way. After two days of using the allergy pills, my allergy symptoms were gone and I felt great again... except that my cough was still lingering. Well, over the course of the summer, that little cough escalated into one GIGANTIC, mean cough that was so violent I actually pulled a couple of muscles in my ribs. By the time I got back to the doctor, the cough was no longer dry - it was extremely wheezy and I could feel and hear stuff vibrating in my lungs whenever I'd breathe. So the doctor takes a brief look at me and decides that I must have, randomly, acquired Asthma and she prescribed me an inhaler. A week later I was back in the doctor's office (I opted to see someone ELSE this time) with a fever and other flu-like symptoms. This doc said, hmmm... let's get a chest x-ray. Results came up clear. So he figured I just had a very bad case of Bronchitis (oh and Asthma too!), and prescribed me some antibiotics and another inhaler. While I was there, he had me do a lung-capacity test where you breath into this metric tube as hard and long as you can and it measures the force, etc. I could barely do it. My results were 92%. He said that if I had been a percentage or two lower they would probably have had to put me on oxygen. Well, After I finished my antibiotics, I felt so much better (this was around mid-September), but I still had a little bit of a cough - though it was dry again. But gradually over the next two weeks, the cough started to worsen again and, whaddaya know, last Friday I woke up feeling feverish and ill again. But my doctor's office isn't open on Fridays so I had to go to Instacare. That doctor ran blood tests and examined me and then just said, "I just need to prove you don't have Swine Flu." So he wrote me a prescription for flu pills and some cough syrup and sent me to the lab to get a nasal wash (not fun). But all the time I'm thinking to myself, Okay, but if I DON'T have Swine Flu, then what is it? But that's not how these docs operate. It's like pulling teeth to get them to tell you what they have. In my case I think it's because none of them have a clue as to what is really wrong. And like I said, I still haven't heard back from the lab about the results of my nasal wash.

Want to know what I think? I think I had allergies that got out of control and turned into a cold. The allergies were treated, but the cold wasn't, so the cough from the cold escalated until it turned into a respiratory infection. I'm pretty sure the infection part is why I'm having trouble breathing (not miraculously accrued Asthma - though, I suppose that could be a possibility) AND why I have flu-like symptoms. I don't think it got a chance to go all-the-way away with the first round of antibiotics. But hey, I guess we just need to prove that I don't have Swine Flu - then everything will be just fine.

So I don't know what's wrong with me, and apparently neither do any of the "professionals" - and I don't know when it'll be safe for me to go back to school. I really hope I don't fall too far behind.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Happy Birthday, Dear Raechel...


Wow! I can't believe I am now, offically, 22 years old. That is nuts! I have to say, though, this birthday was really wonderful. I owe that to my friend Kathryn and to my boyfriend Ben. And guess what? Thanks to Ben's amazing gift, I've got it all documented for you!


First, Kathryn took me and my friend Ashley (who happens to have the SAME EXACT birthday as me) out to lunch at Kneaders. Oh that was a delightful sandwich I had.


Then, after I went to Spanish class, Kathryn and I went and got pedicures and I finally got the long desired sparkle toes! In purple of course.



(Don't mind my chubby toes)
A little later, Kathryn and Ben rounded up the friends of mine that were available and we went out to a birthday dinner at Goodwood. I had me some juicy ribeye. Cooked to flavorful perfection.

I seriously got spoiled this year. Kathryn got me Boggle (one of my favorite games of all time!) and a new hoodie (much needed!). My grandparents sent me a really sweet card with a donation to my life funds, my dad gave me money to go and buy something that I really want (uh hem... this super cute jacket I saw at GAP), my step-dad got me a gift certificate to Amazon.com (yeah, that's already as good as gone), and my mom did me a solid and got me a WHOLE DAY at a day spa! Complete with sauna, jacuzzi, massage, and facial. Did I mention that I got spoiled???  All I asked for was a pedicure! I really couldn't have asked for a better birthday. I'm thankful for my parents for giving me a chance at life and I'm grateful for all the people in my life who love me enough to celebrate with me (that includes all those that sent me Birthday Love texts and/or Facebook messages - they all made my day!).

Monday, October 5, 2009

One Year Ago...



Today was Ben and my One Year Anniversary! It was a good day too. He brought me some beautiful flowers and then took me out for Sushi (according to my own request... apparently he was going to take me to The Roof in Salt Lake, but I wanted Happy Sumo more than anything) and a movie. It was so good to spend time together.

As my anniversary/birthday gift, Ben got me this AMAZING camera! It's so much better than the one I thought I wanted! I LOVE IT!!!!! (Perks of dating a guy who works at Best Buy):

I got Ben some sweet Maui Jims that he's wanted for some time. He looks so good in them too! I also got him the new Dan Brown book and a framed picture of us (everyone should have one of those at this point, right?)



It was a fantastic day. I love Ben so much and I feel so grateful to have had him in my life for this long. He's amazing!

Sunday, October 4, 2009

The Knocking, OH! The Knocking!!!!!

I think I know who the mysterious toilet clogger is... And I think he's stuck in my wall, incessantly banging and trying to get out. SOMEBODY PLEASE LET HIM OUT! And when you do, let me know so I can walk up to him and start knocking on his head over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again... see how HE likes it!

No, but seriously. Something is wrong. My wall won't stop making knocking noises. It's driving me insane!

Saturday, October 3, 2009

I Need Your Prayers

So, today we found out that my niece, Jane, (born yesterday - see post below) was born with a defective heart. It is rotated 90 degrees, she has only three valves and a hole in her heart. She will need a lot of open-heart surgery and it's hard to say whether or not her little body will be able to handle it. The hole could close at any time, causing heart failure. It may be a few days before they can operate. If you can, please include Jane in your prayers. Thank you so much!

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Ahhh... New Life

Today my niece (well, step-niece if you want to get technical) was born. Meet Jane Ellen Morgan: not bad for JUST popping (or rather, being pulled) out, huh? I can't wait to get to see her!!!

Congrats Ryan and Jen!

Warning: Mysterious Toilet Clogger on the Loose!

So this morning I got a call at 9:30 am (I was still in bed, mind you... Thursdays are my "sleep a little later" days) from my management company. It went a little something like this:

Me: (clears throat)...hello??? thinking: who is seriously calling me right now? Don't they know I get to sleep for 30 more minutes?
Management Man Dan: Hi, this is blahblahblahblahblahblahblah
Me: I'm sorry...what?
Dan: This is Dan with Mountainview Management, is this Raechel?
Me: Yes, it is. Why are you calling me management man? It's early!
Dan: Ok. Do you share the small bathroom with Lillian?
Me: No... Taylor does. Odd question sir, very odd question.
Dan: Oh. Well, do you know who clogged the toilet?
Me: Ummmm no... (laughs a little) I didn't even know it WAS clogged. Seriously? One of them clogged a toilet? I AM NOT paying for that. What did they do, try to flush a tamp down or something? Idiots.
Dan: Ok, well yeah I'm just calling to let you know that the carpet guys are going to be there to clean soon, I have to make sure that someone in your apartment is notified.
Me: Alright, thanks. Dually noted. Why'd you have to call me? All my roommates are already awake!
Dan: Yeah, I got a call from 106 (the girls that live underneath us) this morning saying that their closet was raining.
Me: (secretly giggling a little) Oh no!
Dan: Yeah, they weren't too happy. Anyways, the carpet guys should be there soon, just so ya know.
Me: Thanks, bye. Back to sleep now!..............................................................................long pause...............................................................................................................................106? But the bathroom is on the second floor of our apartment.........................................................gasp! That MUST mean our downstairs is flooded too!

And that's when I got out of bed and saw the damage. Our upstairs loft and the Kitchen, completely flooded with (what I'm hoping was only) pee juice. Gross. But, of course, NO BODY knows who clogged the toilet. Everything was fine when everyone left this morning. So the toilet probably just got possessed and clogged itself as a practical joke, right? Yeah. So, watch out! There's a toilet clogger on the loose... don't let him/her get to you!

Sunday, September 27, 2009

I'm Pretty Sure That These Guys Rock:


Went and saw the Killers at the E-Center in Salt Lake tonight with Ben. They put on a really good show... it was A LOT of fun! If I didn't already really like the Killers, I certainly do now. Please enjoy the new music. :-)

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

One of the BEST Days of My Life

Until I write again... here's a nifty little video highlighting some important stuff from one of the happiest days of my life to date!! ENJOY!

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Some More Pics from the End of Summer

These are pictures from Ashley and Chris's Wedding Reception on August 25th. :-) Don't worry, I will find something interesting to write about soon.





Sunday, August 30, 2009

I Don't Want it to End

Summer, that is. I can't believe it's almost September. Where did the past four months go? Geez.

Well, August has been busy, but good. Last weekend Ben and I took a roadtrip down to California and Ben met my crazy family for the first time (I think he understands me better now, haha). It was a good time. We went to the beach (it was a bit overcast, but still fun) and to Six Flags! My favorite place ever. It's hot though... man alive is it hot. I think I might have gotten heat exhaustion cuz by the end of the day I barely had enough energy to move the speed of a snail! But worth it all the same. Then on the day we drove back to Utah we went down to Salt Lake for my friends Ashley and Chris's wedding reception. It was so beautiful! Since then I've just been working a lot and getting ready for school to start TOMORROW. It's my LAST SEMESTER as an undergrad. Yipee!

Here are some pictures from August (more to come soon too):




Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Personality

Ever heard of the Meyers-Briggs Personality test? Well, if you go to www.Kiersey.com you can take a free test and find out a bit about your "temperament" style or tendencies. I've always found stuff like this to be quite fascinating. My results are below.

Monday, August 17, 2009

ENFJ - The Teacher

Your Keirsey Temperament Sorter Results indicates that your personality type is that of the IDEALIST.

Idealists, as a temperament, are passionately concerned with personal growth and development. Idealists strive to discover who they are and how they can become their best possible self -- always this quest for self-knowledge and self-improvement drives their imagination. And they want to help others make the journey. Idealists are naturally drawn to working with people, and whether in education or counseling, in social services or personnel work, in journalism or the ministry, they are gifted at helping others find their way in life, often inspiring them to grow as individuals and to fulfill their potentials.

Idealists are sure that friendly cooperation is the best way for people to achieve their goals. Conflict and confrontation upset them because they seem to put up angry barriers between people. Idealists dream of creating harmonious, even caring personal relations, and they have a unique talent for helping people get along with each other and work together for the good of all. Such interpersonal harmony might be a romantic ideal, but then Idealists are incurable romantics who prefer to focus on what might be, rather than what is. The real, practical world is only a starting place for Idealists; they believe that life is filled with possibilities waiting to be realized, rich with meanings calling out to be understood. This idea of a mystical or spiritual dimension to life, the "not visible" or the "not yet" that can only be known through intuition or by a leap of faith, is far more important to Idealists than the world of material things.

Highly ethical in their actions, Idealists hold themselves to a strict standard of personal integrity. They must be true to themselves and to others, and they can be quite hard on themselves when they are dishonest, or when they are false or insincere. More often, however, Idealists are the very soul of kindness. Particularly in their personal relationships, Idealists are without question filled with love and good will. They believe in giving of themselves to help others; they cherish a few warm, sensitive friendships; they strive for a special rapport with their children; and in marriage they wish to find a "soulmate," someone with whom they can bond emotionally and spiritually, sharing their deepest feelings and their complex inner worlds.

Idealists are relatively rare, making up no more than 15 to 20 percent of the population. But their ability to inspire people with their enthusiasm and their idealism has given them influence far beyond their numbers.

Idealists at Work
Idealists, as a temperament, are passionately concerned with personal growth and development. They are naturally drawn to working with people and are gifted with helping others find their way in life, often inspiring them to grow as individuals and to fulfill their potential both on, and off, the job.

Your attention is naturally drawn to the individual and collective needs, desires, and experiences of people in your environment. In your ideal job, you would be able to use your inner beliefs as a guide for empowering others. Though you are comfortable with leadership, you don’t like arbitrary hierarchies. You care deeply about people as people, and often feel that maintaining official role boundaries interferes unnecessarily with both communication and progress.

The four types of Idealists are:

Champion (ENFP) | Healer (INFP) | Teacher (ENFJ) | Counselor (INFJ)

Saturday, August 8, 2009

New Priorities

Recently (meaning the last two weeks or so)I've been seriously re-thinking my life and the direction in which it is currently going (that direction being, nowhere definite)and I've been realizing that perhaps it is time for me to rearrange my current priorities, and add some new ones to the bunch. I think making a list of everything will help me to decide which things are most important and will help me find a new (or at least, revised)path to take for the nearing future.

So, in no particular order, they are:
-Figure out a job and/or internship for when I graduate in December. With the way things are going these days, I really need to start looking and applying now.

-Going along with the previous priority, I need to figure out where I want to be and all the specifics involved, i.e.: budget, living quarters, travel time, etc.

-If necessary and/or possible, find a second part-time job for the Fall. That would mean that I would have to work EVERY night except Sunday, but that really just might have to happen.

-Working harder to keep progressing spiritually via frequenting the temple more often, making a goal to have time each morning to pray, read scriptures, and meditate. I always do that right before bed, but all the General Authorities and stuff keep sayin that it's better to do it in the morning, so I guess there must be something to that.

-Work with mentors/teachers to possibly present a paper or get published in a student/scholarly journal.

-Do more volunteer work.

-Take better care of myself physically through eating better, continuing yoga twice a week, and working out more during the week as well.

Seems a little bit overwhelming, huh? That's why I needed to write it all down so that I can pick and choose the most important things and be able to have a clearer focus in my life. Hopefully I do it right.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Me Want



Do you see how it is PURPLE? And not bulky? It's like... my dream camera. One day I will have it. I must.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

My July 2009

I figure it's about time for an update.
So, what has Raechel Logan been up to lately?
I'll tell you.
First there was the Fourth of July.




Then there was a weekend away at Ben's Grandpa's Cabin. That involved lots of playing games, watching Harry Potter (in preparation for the 6th movie, of course), 4-wheeling, and like 15 people sharing one bathroom. It was a good time... and a nice couple of days AWAY from Provo.







Then Ben and I saw Harry Potter 6 the next weekend with his whole family (please don't judge me for the lack of pictures... my camera doesn't work anymore. All the pictures that I do have are either taken with my phone or Ben's).

Then Ben and I celebrated Pioneer Day by not working (OK, well HE did... I laid by the pool) and then by making Chinese Food and watching The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I know, our life is THUPER EXTHITING, huh?

Other than that I've just been trying to learn University Spanish 2 at 8:00 every morning and I've been working my butt off selling sunglasses for a living. Need a pair? I'll give you 30% off just cuz I like you.

Oh and guess what? I'm totally going to start doing Yoga every Tuesday and Thursday night at Gold's Gym. I needed to do something fulfilling for myself and I've just really been wanting to start doing Yoga... cuz let's face it, every woman I know that does Yoga regularly is in amazing shape.
I want to be in amazing shape. Yoga will help. I'm convinced.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Thanks for being God, God.

Heard this quote at the BYU Devotional yesterday. Thought it was a nice reminder:

"God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or did not do."

Monday, July 13, 2009

Why Can't My Face Grow Up?

I'm really sick of people thinking I'm 17.
Get a brain.

Friday, July 3, 2009

One Year Ago Today

One year ago today I was in England on Study Abroad. It was a glorious time full of travel, 32p Custard Creams, better Fanta, Scones and Clotted Cream, and Chocolate (no wonder I gained like 15 pounds while I was there). There was Arthurian literature, Stonehenge, bees on handles, hairy oceans, Castles galore, but most of all and BEST of all, there were these two:































The best thing that came out of my Study Abroad experience was my friendship with Ashley and Kathryn. I love these two girls!

Also one year ago, I missed the birthday of another wonderful friend of mine because I was in England. Happy Birthday Andrea!!!!





Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Late Shoutouts

Since everyone else seems to be dedicating blogs to their graduating siblings lately, I suppose I should do the same. This month my 2nd little brother, Taylor, became child #3 (out of 4) in my family to graduate High School. The same week, my little sister, Ellen, graduated from 8th grade. Nothing like graduating little siblings to make a girl feel old.



I'm so proud!

Also, Taylor and his girlfriend went to his Senior Prom:



Cute, huh?

Oh and Happy late Father's Day to all the Father figures in my life!

Friday, June 5, 2009

The Closest Thing To A Vacation

Ok, I know how badly all two of the readers of this blog have been wanting me to update, so... wish granted. I promised a blog about my trip to New Hampshire last week, and now I am following through with said promise. And let me just tell you, the trip was great. I loved it. I left early in the morning on Wednesday, May 27th, and arrived in New Hampshire around 5:00pm. Ben picked me up at the airport and it was SO great to see him again (I hadn't seen him in 5 weeks!) and then we went out to a steak dinner. After dinner we went back to his house and I met his Mom (who is quite possibly the most wonderful woman ever) and his little sister, Hillary, who I adore. The next day, we went out to Vermont to see the birthplace of Joseph Smith, which has a large memorial obelisk and a couple of the original stones from the house:





On Friday we went to Salem, Massachusetts to brush up on our Witch Trials history (but they try to stay away from the whole "witch trial" thing - I forgot what they preferred instead, something dumb). In Salem we saw some of the oldest graves in the United States and a bunch of really odd/creepy witchcraft stores, etc:



LOVE this picture. We got a little crazy with the pics in the cemetery









On Saturday we drove up the coast of Maine to a lighthouse with Ben's Mom and sister, then had a nice dinner and watched a movie:



On Monday Ben, Hillary, and I went to Boston, Massachusetts and walked the Freedom Trail, where we saw the graves of historic figures such as Samuel Adams, John Winthrop, etc., and old houses and statues having to do with Paul Revere, Benjamin Franklin, and the like:













Then on Tuesday morning we got up at 2:30 am (ah huh, that's right, 2:30 AM!) to catch our flight back to P-Town.



That's Ben at 3:00 in the morning while we waited for the airport to actually open up security... He wasn't happy that I was taking this picture, but I couldn't help it cuz he just looked SO cute!

So that's my trip in a nutshell. Like I said, I loved it and It was a great first encounter with the New England/East Coast Areas. I loved getting to know Ben's family better and getting to spend lots of time with him after being away from him for so long. And now we're both back in real-life. Oh well.

Friday, May 22, 2009

This Is What I've Been Up To Lately:

Working at my new job (Eye Cessories) selling sunglasses. These are the ones I'm IN LOVE with:


On my days off I like to lay out at the pool (I'm working on my tan):


Typically a day at the pool involves one of these (though I have limited myself to one a week - 1/2 off refill day at the Conoco - AKA Mecca):


And of course I'm re-reading the Harry Potter series before the 6th movie comes out in July (I'm on book 4):


Then at night I grab a friend (usually Kathryn) and some of these (my FAV):



And then we watch this (started with season one and are going to watch ALL 10 by the end of the summer - I know, I know, lofty goals):


While the rest of the time I'm counting down the days until I get to go here (where I finally get to see Ben again -he's been gone for 4 weeks- AND he gets to show me around New England!):


ONLY 5 MORE DAYS!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, April 26, 2009

School's Out For The Summer! (And I wish it was out Forever...)

Well, school is finally out and with the end of finals came a couple of changes. I started working at my new job (EyeCessories), which I love, I am in the stressful process of moving apartments, and I'm spending the next 5 weeks Boyfriendless. Ben left on Friday for Dallas with his friend Elliot, where he will be for the next 4 weeks. From Texas they are roadtripping to New Hampshire (where Ben is from) for about 2 1/2 more weeks. The cool part is that for the last week of their trip I am flying out to join them! I am sooo excited! I will get to meet the rest of Ben's family (I've already met most of them) and I'll get to have my first encounter with the Eastern United States (except for that one time that I had a layover in Georgia on my way to London). Until then I will just be trying to keep myself busy with work and other things... I was supposed to be able to move last Thursday and here we are on Tuesday and I'm still only half moved. Why? I'll tell you why. Because the girl who's contract I bought has been in CA and wont answer any phone calls. She was supposed to be back in UT on Monday to move out and clean everything, but she wasn't. It is quite the inconvenience... especially since there is girl waiting to move into my room too! So ONE of these days I will actually finish moving. I'll also be busying myself with books and the like... and this week my Madre is coming up (tomorrow actually) for Women's Conference.

So that's what I'm up to. A couple of days ago Ben emailed me this picture he found that his brother sneaked of us on our first "date" ever (which was watching last October's General Conference together).



So I was reminiscing about our first couple of weeks together and remembered that the next day after our first date was my 21st Birthday... which he came to and brought me my favorite flower (unknowingly!)... And I got that shirt (compliments of my friend Kathryn) just because I knew he was going to be there and I wanted to look extra good...



Can you tell that I kinda sorta miss him???

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

It's That Time Again

Well, I am finally done with classes for this semester. True, I have three finals (one double-essay, one 1-pg single space response, and one scantron) as well as a 15 page thesis to write (all due Monday), but I can't help feeling a bit of release from the pressures and extreme stress of this semester. The good news is that I finally found a job (though I am still going to try to find a second job for the summer), so I actually have ALL of the next 5 days to focus wholly on finals.

But the real reason for this post is to say that it's FINALLY that time of year when I can start picking out my summer book line-up. I'm soooo excited to be able to get some reading for pleasure in again! Here's what's on the list so far:

The Chosen - Chiam Potok
A Tale of Two Cities - Charles Dickens
Mansfield Park - Jane Austen
Peter Pan - J.M. Barrie
Agnes Grey - Anne Bronte
Emma - Jane Austen

And of course Harry Potters 4-6 (in preparation for the movie).

I also want to add some books that have been published more recently - any suggestions?????

P.S. To anyone that hasn't read Ender's Game yet... I HIGHLY recommend that you do that this summer. It's fantastic.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Oh and P.S.

Monday was my half birthday.

Happy 21 1/2 to me!

AND on Friday I officially applied for graduation. December 2009 baby! I'ma have a degree! WOOT WOOT! (That is, assuming that I don't DIE this week).

HELP ME!

I think I might die.

It is now Wednesday, 2:30 p.m., and I have 33 pages to write by Monday. One 15 page paper, one 10 page paper, and one 8 page paper. This is my Senior Thesis we're talking about. Kind of a big deal. My entire grade for this class depends on this paper. And I have four days. FOUR! This is going to require a lot of prayers and caffeine.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Can I Just Say...

I LOVE CONFERENCE!!!

I feel like I need to go back and watch it all again in case I missed stuff. I'm so grateful for living Prophets and Apostles who receive inspiration to guide us through all of our hard times. We are truly blessed.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Perspective

"Imagine yourself as a living house. God comes in to rebuild that house. At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing. He is getting the drains right and stopping the leaks in the roof and so on: you knew that those jobs needed doing and so you are not surprised. But presently, He starts knocking the house about in a way that hurts abominably and does not seem to make sense. What on earth is He up to? The explanation is that He is building quite a different house from the one you thought of - throwing out a new wing here, putting in an extra floor there, running up towers, making courtyards. You thought you were going to be made into a decent little cottage; but He is building a palace."

-C.S. Lewis

I Don't Know What To Write

But I do know that my life is in the crapper right now---for a number of reasons.

The Good News:
It can only get better from here.

Life is hard and unexpected. Really bad things sometimes happen to really good people, and no one knows how to explain it. It's unexplainable. If men are that they might have joy, then why do the people who are trying the hardest to obtain and deserve that joy sometimes have the hardest time finding it?

Sometimes I think that maybe, just maybe, I am too stubborn. Maybe the only way the Lord can teach me the things that I need to learn is through putting me in situations where my heart can be broken. Maybe that's the only time I am truly humbled. It gives new meaning to the phrase, "broken heart and a contrite spirit". My question is, what am I supposed to learn from this?

Sometimes the best people in the world have their own personal demons that no one else can see. And sometimes those demons don't make the best people in the world any less the best people in the world - except to themselves. And sometimes that is exactly why they can't seem to free themselves. The worst part is that no one else can really do anything to help them - they have to do it for themselves, but finding the courage and strength to do so, especially when they feel alone, is the greatest struggle. That's how the adversary gets us. He makes us feel isolated and worthless; devoid of hope and unable to love ourselves. From there it's a downward spiral into nothingness unless we somehow find a reason or a way to hold on; to fuel our strength and our willingness to overcome. That's the hope in the Atonement. Christ is the only way that people stuck in the grasp of the adversary can ever find a way to break free. And because of Him, we never actually have to do it alone.

We all find ourselves in this place at one time or another in our lives. I've been there many times myself and I've watched friends and loved ones go through it too, all to different degrees. I believe that it is in those moments that we catch a glimpse of what unconditional love is, what it means, and what it can do. It is in those moments that God allows us to feel a fraction of the love that he has for those particular people, and then we can see them for all that they are and all that they can be. If it weren't for the people in our lives that can sometimes see us through God's eyes, finding hope would be infinitely harder to do.

I've been on both sides. I've felt true, compassionate, unconditional love for a select few individuals in my life and I've had people who have refused to give up on me.

I wont give up on you. I believe in you.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

A Little Comic Relief

I don't know why, but I saw this video and thought it was hilarious! It's an outtake video of Elmo and Richard Gervais doing an interview. Watch it, right now!

Thursday, March 12, 2009

FINALLY!

I've been searching for days to find a blog background that I thought "clicked" with my personality. Well, I think I have finally found it. What do you think?

I'm so happy!

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

I'm Not Sorry That I...

Chew ice like it's my job. Infact, if I could get paid to chew ice, I am convinced that my life would be much better.

Drink Coke... a lot. Not as much as many, but I still love the stuff. And I mean REAL Coke. No diet, no extra flavors, and NO PEPSI.

Haven't worn make-up for 2 days already this week.

Get secretly excited when I find out that someone I really like has a blog. It happened to me today, twice. SO EXCITING.

Crave chocolate on a regular basis.

Am not married.

Burp in front of people sometimes.

Have a lot of shoes and still wish I had more.

Make To-Do Lists daily.

Don't really want to go to Graduate School.

Was born and raised in Southern California.

Own a ton of books, many of which I haven't even read yet.

I didn't stop for you when you just started crossing the street with out looking.

Don't believe in dieting. I eat what I want, when I want, and I'm convinced that not depriving myself keeps me thinner than if I did.

And most of all, I'm not sorry that I'm not going to do homework tonight. NO SIR. And you can't make me.

Monday, March 9, 2009

I Need A New Me

Ok... so it's about that time of year when I start to get restless and annoyed with my life. It's the grayness that does it--the cold, winterness of Provo, cuz I swear I never went through this when I lived in California. Anyways, yes, I am ready for complete self make-over. Here's what I want to do:

1. Cut my hair (my split ends are really starting to tick me off, especially considering the fact that I faithfully get my hair trimmed every 6 weeks)

2. Go blonde again for the summer. I've been wanting to go dark, but every time I try my hair fades back to it's current BLAH color, so I guess I'm just destined to be blonde forever.

3. Get a tan. I hate feeling pasty-- it makes you look chunkier, accentuates your acne, etc. etc.

4. Get a hot bod. I don't think I'm fat by any means, but let's face it... I"m pretty soft, and it's gross. I need some toning STAT!

5. Buy a new wardrobe. I haven't been shopping in ages. I am SO sick of all my clothes...seriously.

6. Get a job--yeah, can't have new clothes til I'm actually making money to buy them with. I've been looking for a job since January. Nothing has ever been so frustrating.

Any suggestions? Comments? Concerns? Beliefs, Hopes, Dreams, etc?

So yeah... hopefully by spring time we can all start to see these changes happen. Oh and P.S. I'm trying really hard not to think about how I just made a list of 6 instead of 5 or 10. :-/

Thursday, March 5, 2009

I think my brain is dying

So... it's been a while since I've written anything on my blog that was actually insightful or relevant. Recently, I have figured out the reason for this... I"ll call it "writer's block". It's because I'm getting dumber. You see, this semester I have only 4 classes. That's right, 12 credit hours, 4 classes. AND only three of them require me to work. BUT, these three classes are intense. First, I am taking a Shakespeare class that focuses less on the actual plays and more on philosophical issues included in the play. So, it's like I'm taking Philosophy 500... I leave class everyday feeling like my brain is going to explode from all the information I've just tried to absorb. Don't get me wrong, it's fascinating (and I'm convinced that it's the only way that I could ever actually enjoy Shakespeare), it's just intense. Then, I am taking another class that is solely devoted to the study of Charles Dickens. Yeah, anyone reading this that has ever read Dickens understands that this is quite the undertaking. I'm barely half way through the semester and am already on novel number 4 - David Copperfield. Suffice it to say that this class gives me quite the reading load (on top of Shakespeare). THEN, I am in my 400 level senior course for the English Major, which basically means that I've been reading and studying about Rhetoric, Identity, Race, and Ethics (which is some deep, philosophical stuff as well - not to mention there's not really anything definite about any of it - just theory) and I'm getting ready to write my senior thesis (about 15 pages). So, just in 3 classes I have quite the work load. So, the reason I'm telling you all of this is just to say that recently I've been saying and doing some really stupid things. For example:
1. One day I called the GRE the GED. Oh boy.
2. Last night I confused the sound of a base guitar with drums
3. Yesterday I spilled rootbeer all over myself (since when am I clumbsy???)
4. Two days ago I spilled spaghetti on myself
5. The other week I made a stupid comment about the church being restored in the 1930's (yeah... a century off)

The problem with all of this is that I know I'm not stupid... I know the right way to say all these things and I know how to eat food with out spilling (I'm 21 years old for goodness' sake). So, why am I making a blundering fool out of myself? I didn't know until yesterday. But now I've figured it out: My brain is stressed out - it's on overload. I've been taking in so much information this semester that my brain is pushing the old stuff that I've known forever into the little, dark corners of my head, making important, everyday knowledge hard for me to find.

Long story short, I feel stupid lately. But I swear I'm smart! I swear!!!!!!!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Some Good Advice?

I know there’s something in the wake of your smile
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yeah
you’ve built a love but that love falls apart
your little piece of heaven turns too dark

listen to your heart
when he’s calling for you
listen to your heart
there’s nothing else you can do
I don’t know where you’re going
and I don’t know why
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye

sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile
the precious moments are all lost in the tide, yeah
they’re swept away and nothing is what it seems
the feeling of belonging to your dreams

listen to your heart
when he’s calling for you
listen to your heart
there’s nothing else you can do
I don’t know where you’re going
and I don’t know why
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye

and there are voices
that want to be heard
so much to mention
but you can’t find the words
the scent of magic
the beauty that’s been
when love was wilder than the wind

listen to your heart
when he’s calling for you
listen to your heart
there’s nothing else you can do
I don’t know where you’re going
and I don’t know why
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye

I don’t know where you’re going
and I don’t know why
but listen to your heart
before you tell him goodbye

(DHT lyrics)

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Things I've Done

I saw this on a friend's blog and thought it was fun! Just Bold the ones you have done and then post it on your blog!

1. Started your own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland or Disneyworld
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a Marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
41. Sung karaoke
42. Seen Olde Faithful Geyser Erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie or on a TV show
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Had an encounter with a wild animal
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets, or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten Caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book -Does being published IN a book count?
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a Jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee
100. Taken a martial arts class

The First

You are not the first,
Love of mine.
I've had loves before,
A couple times.
You're not the first
These lips have kissed,
And You're not the first
To make me feel like this.
But of all my loves
And past devotions,
You're the first one
I have hope in.

I've had heartache
And I've known tragedy.
I've had loves that
Fell out of love with me.
I've been hurt and
I've been angry,
And I've felt like no one
Could ever make me
Fall in love again.
But of all my pains and
Past or present doubts,
You're the first I don't
Want to live without.

Yes, I have loved more
And been loved less.
And I'd lost faith
In lasting happiness.
But after all
my heart's been through,
You're the first
It truly belongs to.
No hesitation,
No further doubts,
You are the first love
That really counts.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Dear Friends, I'm Tired.

Very tired.

Mostly I'm just physically tired.

But also I am tired of walking to and from school (or anywhere for that matter) in the slush/snow/ice and having to fear for my life (or at least my bruised bum).

I'm tired of feeling like I can never accomplish ALL of the things I need to do. The list just keeps accumulating things at a faster rate than I can accomplish everything. I feel like I'm on a never ending stair machine. I just keep trying to climb up but I never really go anywhere.

I'm tired of my computer having a virus and being out of commission which forces me to go to the Library A LOT.

I'm tired of Rolli (that's my car) having a broken light. Another thing on my list of things to do.

But like I said, mostly I'm just physically tired.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Resolutions

It seems like 2008 was a filler year of sorts. I say this because, now that I look back on it, many of the decisions I've made to shape my future relied on the outcomes of things that occured in the past year. Before that, I was just kind of waiting. Now it seems like everything I was waiting for has happened, I've got my answers, and I've got the direction I was looking for. Don't get me wrong, many things in my life are still uncertain, but now I know enough. Thanks to that, I feel like 2009 will be a year of action... a year that makes things happen. I like the sound of that.
So, to start off my year, I suppose I should join the rest of the world in making some new resolutions. Usually I dream up some big ideas that get dropped after January...so this year I'm making it a point to set attainable goals. Anyways, as promised, here they are:

1. Go to the gym at least once a week. I know this seems silly, but if I set the goal to be an exercizing maniac, I'll never end up going. If I at least go once a week, I think I'll be able to actually get in the groove of something.

2. Limit myself to one Coke a week.

3. Get a B+ or better in all my classes.

4. Go to the temple once a month

5. Cook more, eat out less. WAY LESS.

6. Read the B.O.M.

Monday, December 29, 2008

Adios 2008

Well, well, well. Christmas is over and it's almost the New Year! I can't believe it. At first, when I thought about how it will be a new year in a few days, I thought... "Good! I wash my hands of 2008." But, now that I'm sitting down to update my blog, I'm realizing that a lot of really awesome things happened to me this year. So, in honor of the last year of my life, here's a recap of the good things that happened to me in 2008:

In February I found out for the first time what it was like to be a Brunette, and I got to go home for President's Day Weekend to visit my family. Then, later on in the month, I got accepted to a Summer Study Abroad Program through the English Department at BYU. That was a REALLY big deal for me.
In March, my friend Kyle came home from his mission in Seattle, Washington and my good friend Ashley left for hers in Fresno, California.
In April I finished out my Jr. Year of college and moved to a new Apartment Complex (The Enclave) where life has been much better for me. Then, my little brother Andrew got his mission call to Trujillo, Peru and we found out that he wouldn't be leaving until after I came home from my semester abroad, which was a huge relief for me!
In May, my Mom came to Provo to visit me and we went to Women's Conference together.
In June, I quit my 2 year job at Brick Oven for good, flew home to California for a week, and then hopped on my first flight ever out of the country. I spent June, July, and the first two weeks of August traveling around England, Wales, Scotland, and France. That's right, in 2008, I became a travelin woman! Also, while on my semester abroad, I saw my first and second musicals in London (Wicked and Spamalot), rode in my first Taxi, took my first ferri, rode my first train (and went on the Chunnel!) experienced subways, clotted cream, scones, and authentic crepes. I also got to see awesome things like castles, the Eiffel Tower, The Lake District, Buckingham Palace, and the Louvre. And to top it all off, I made two really awesome friends, Kathryn and Ashley, during my two months in Europe and that has been a HUGE blessing in my life!
In September I got to take my brother to the MTC with my Mom. Then, I started my first semester of my Senior year of college and college football season started up again! (of which, I am a HUGE fan!)
In October I finally turned 21! And October is when I went on my first date with Ben (my extremely good-looking boyfriend)
In November I got to go home for Thanksgiving (my FAVORITE holiday!)and eat fabulous food, and then in December I finished the semester, had my first kiss with Ben (hoorah!) and got to go home for Christmas and talk to my brother on the phone for the first time since he left for his mission in September. Also, I got a wonderful new phone, which has been my heart's one desire for the last like, two months.

See, when I list it all out like that, it's easy to see how blessed I've been this year! I can't wait to see what 2009 has in store for me!

Soon to come: My New Year's Resolutions.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Peace Out Provo!

Provo and I have a love-hate relationship. Right now that relationship is REALLY on ice (literally), so I'm leaving it. I just can't take it anymore. I'm not getting what I need out of this relationship (which is sunshine and normalcy) and I'm not happy. I'm going to go find a city that lets me have sunshine in the wintertime...

TEMECULA, CALIFORNIA! Yeah Baby!

I'm dreaming of a Green Christmas... and soon my dreams will come true.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Dear Readers of My Blog (all two of you),

My blog used to be funny (or at least, it made ME laugh...but I think I'm hilarious all the time, so I guess I don't really count). I have noticed that for close to six months now (give or take 3 or 4) all I have been posting is either really bad anger poetry that I wrote in two minutes, or quick updates on my life that tell people WAY more than they ever wanted to know. I don't know why this is, but I want to formally apologize. I swear I have opinions on things other than myself... and I swear that I don't just like to write about myself and my feelings(shutter). So, I will do my best to start posting more interesting things for your entertainment. After all, if I want to be a writer when I grow up, I should probably practice being an interesting one now, huh?

Ok... and now a rant about the current weather predicament in Provo. I do not, I repeat, DO NOT understand why people in this ridiculous city get so excited about the snow. Snow is TERRIBLE! Nothing makes me more angry than the first snow that sticks. Why, you ask? I'll tell you why. And I'll do it in a top 5 list (because I secretly LOVE making top five lists... and I secretly make them in my head all the time and NO ONE ever knows...)

Top Five Reasons Why I Hate, no LOATHE, Snow:
1. With snow comes ice. Snow may be fun, but ice is NOT. Ice secretly has it out for me... he hides right outside my front door, just waiting for me to take one measly little step so he can jump out and grab me and take me out! And if that's not enough... he hides around every corner, on every stair, laughing at me in my attempts to walk without looking like a complete idiot. It's like... if you want to even have a smidgeon of a chance, you've got to wear big, hideous shoes with lots of traction and walk like you've got a stick up your butt. No thanks... I'll stick to my vans.

2. Snow is only pretty until it gets walked on or driven through. Then it turns to ugly black mush slash ice. Then ugly black mush crawls up the bottom of your pant legs until about mid-calf and just freezes. So your jeans are wet and when you walk the wetness touches your ankles and that is quite possibly my BIGGEST pet peeve of all time. I hate wet jeans on my ankles! So... if you ever see me outside with my pant legs rolled up looking like a really pissed off idiot... that's why.

3. People in Utah (no matter where they're actually from) cannot drive in the snow. Seriously, I have been driving on the I-15 when it is snowing and people are slamming on breaks and driving 90 miles an hour and sliding all over the freaking place. Either these people all have death wishes because they're all depressed that it's wintertime in Utah, which means that the sun wont show its face again until June, or they are all retarded. I'm from Southern California and even I know that you can't drive fast or slam on your breaks when the roads are icy!

4. When it snows, I can never seem to find a good temperature. It's like, you know it's wet and cold outside, so you put on your boots and your sweater and a nice comfy jacket with a scarf to shield your neck and ears from Jack Frost. Then, you start walking (whether it be to your car, your neighbor's, or campus) and by the time you get to your final destination you're sweating bullets and all you can think about is stripping down (totally inappropriate). So then, thinking you're clever and that you've found a way to beat the system, the next time you go out you ditch the scarf and the boots and wear a lighter shirt instead of a sweater. But NOOO.... you are SO wrong. Because now, your feet are numb, your ears sting so bad that they feel like they just might actually break off (which then causes your eyes to water making you look like you're just walking around sobbing), and you're shivering so violently that your abdominal muscles will be sore for the next three days. With snow, there is no happy medium.

5. The car. Oh the car. When it snows, your car is never clean. It's either covered in salt from the roads, or it's got muddy ice stains on the carpet. Not to mention that when it snows you get to spend five minutes scraping all your windows while your hands turn numb and you get snow ALL OVER you. Then, when you actually get in your car, it takes until right before you arrive at your final destination to finally heat up enough for the heater to work. Then there's that whole defrosting fiasco where you're either dying of heat or your windows are frosted over. Actually, now that I think about it, it's no wonder drivers in Utah all seem to have death wishes. All these frustrations would make me want to ram my car into something too.

It's simple. Snow just sucks. And, it's a proven fact that when the sun doesn't shine for extended periods of time, depression rates go up. This is why Provo comes alive in the spring time. People can actually be warm with out too much effort, drive with out contemplating suicide, and walk with out needing a pair of ice skates!

Sunday, December 7, 2008

To the Gatherer of the Pieces of my Heart,

It frightens me to think of how,
Brick by brick and stick by stick,
You've been unbuilding the walls
That I so carefully constructed
For my heart's protection.

You cross each boundary slowly,
Gathering the scattered peices
of my heart along the way;
Keeping some and returning others
Never expecting payment for your efforts.

I wish that I could give each piece freely,
No, I wish that I could surrender the whole.
But cautiously I'm clinging to
the fragments I have left,
In a vain attempt to not be vulnerable.

Forgive me if I'm quiet, forgive me if I stare,
Forgive me if I sometimes hide behind my fear.
I'm slowly making progress, and with every passing day,
It's easier for me to give
These pieces of my heart away.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Back to School, Back to School

Well, Thanksgiving was a success. My break was short, but I got to see a lot of family and eat a lot of delicious food, so I can't really complain about that. Here's my family picture from Thanksgiving Day (Note: No Andrew):

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Oh Yeah...

Oh the joys of chain blogs...

Post and explain the 4th picture of the 4th file on your computer.
Here it goes...


This is a picture of Whitney's 19th Birthday party our freshman year of college. We lived at King Henry. Included in this picture are various members of TOC as well as my roommates, Holli, Black Whitney, and White Whitney. 6 of the people in this picture are now married, two of which to each other (way to go Cardon and Blacky!). I'm in the middle wearing orange while everyone else wore black. I missed the memo apparently.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Tender Mercies

My friend Shannon posted a beautiful blog in relation to the post-prop 8 scandals that have been going on in California, so I decided to put the link on my blog so more people can read it! Click Here to read it.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Raise Your Hand if Thanksgiving is Your Favorite!

It's almost here! I'm sooooooooo excited!! I leave in 5 days... woot woot.


But I'm mostly excited to see my family and NOT think about school... even though I know I will think about school because I'll be worried about getting behind and about not having enough time to do everything that I need to do once the break is over. Good gracious.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

What Is Beauty?

From now on, I'm going to watch this whenever I feel like I'm having a bad hair day.


Friday, November 14, 2008

Autumn

Thanksgiving is, hands down, my favorite holiday. I cannot wait for November 25th when I get to fly home and chillax in sunny Southern California for the rest of the week while spending time with family, baking, and eating delicious food! Anybody who knows me well knows that I LOVE food. It makes me feel a wide array of emotions and so, it's easy to see why Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. So, in preparation for celebrating this wonderful day out of the year, I have decorated my blog. Hope you all like it!

P.S. It really upsets me when Christmas gets all haughty and tries to take over Thanksgiving time. Christmas is a completely separate holiday and should be treated as such. I don't want to hear any Christmas songs or see any paraphernalia until the day after Thanksgiving. Thank you very much.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Some Thoughts Concerning "Hope"

Sometimes in my life I start to notice a recurring theme. For the last couple of weeks, that theme has been hope. If you ask me, that's a pretty good theme to have for your life. So, basically, I want to write a little bit about what I've learned from hope recently.

In General Conference, President Dieter F. Uchtdorf gave a talk entitled "The Infinite Power of Hope." I remember being really touched by what he had to say, so I'm going to use some quotes from his talk as I go along.

I recently had my heart broken (hence some of the angst in my blog... which I now apologize for, but hey, it makes for good entertainment sometimes, right?), and when I say "recently" I mean about two months ago, after two and a half years of being devoted to someone who turned out to be completely different than I thought they were. I doubt that the break up would have been as hard as it was on me had I not been planning my life around having him around. When we broke up, many of my life plans (or at least what I thought I wanted to be my plans) were ruined and I was left hurting, broken, angry, directionless, and more vulnerable than I have ever felt in my life. This being my third (yes, THIRD) legitimate broken heart, I'm sure it's easy to understand why my heart immediately put up protective walls more resistant than the Great Wall of China and why the rest of me almost completely shut down. I was devoid of almost all hope for my future (especially regarding healthy relationships), except for that part of me that has a testimony of Christ and his Atonement. Having had past experiences that required me to rely completely on the Atonement in order to for my heart to be healed, there is a part of me that will always have faith to be healed (no matter how weak or strong that faith may be at the time), because I know that the Savior has been there with me through EVERY struggle and EVERY heartache, and I know that it is only through him that I am able to be made whole again. But, despite that small portion of faith, the rest of me, though trying SO HARD to be strong, was in a state of despair. President Uchtdorf said, "The adversary uses despair to bind hearts and minds in suffocating darkness. Despair drains from us all that is vibrant and joyful and leaves behind the empty remnants of what life was meant to be. Despair kills ambition, advances sickness, pollutes the soul, and deadens the heart. Despair can seem like a staircase that leads only and forever downward." Truly, the immediate results of my broken heart were a loss of ambition in school, a decrease in trust, a pessimistic attitude, a feeling of complete emptiness, a loss of my sense of self-worth, and a loss of hope for anything better. I suddenly had to rethink my plans for the future, but had no idea how to reorganize them. Many aspects of my life, including school, future work, relationships, schedule of graduation, etc. suddenly needed to take a new direction, with a new focus, and I had no idea how to tackle that task. Such things can make a person feel hopeless quite easily.
Getting back to that small amount of faith that I had in me - The one thing that kept me going through this hard time was faith that the Lord has a specific plan of happiness for me. I tried to remind myself that if that certain guy was not a part of that plan, then someone else better would be. I held on tightly to the knowledge I have that my Heavenly Father loves me unconditionally, and I knew that I had been living my life in such a way that I was worthy to receive blessings, happiness, and healing from him as long as I was willing to be patient and to put my trust in him. Faith and Hope, President Uchtdorf says, both act as one leg in a "three-legged stool" together with charity. "These three stabilize our lives regardless of the rough or uneven surfaces we might encounter at the time." Faith and hope depend greatly on each other, and I'm convinced that it was this small amount of faith that helped me to develop hope in Jesus Christ and hope that things would get better soon. "Hope in our Heavenly Father's merciful plan of happiness leads to peace, mercy, rejoicing, and gladness. The hope of salvation is like a protective helmet; it is the foundation of our faith and an anchor to our souls."
Let me back track a bit and just say that at the time, I had no idea that this was the principle I was holding on to. It wasn't until a month later, after many earnest and tearful prayers, that General Conference came around and I was able to hear President Uchtdorf's talk about hope. That's when hope began to be a common theme in my life - like Heavenly Father was trying to teach me an important lesson. General Conference was also the first day that I started going out with the guy that I am currently dating (unofficially). (Ah ha! you say. This is all starting to make sense now!) President Uchtodorf's talk made me realize that I was lacking in hope. Then, a couple of weeks later, I was having a discussion with guy I am currently dating, and I made a comment to him over lunch that began with the phrase, "Well, if I ever get married..." This was a mistake, because he immediately called me out on it and asked, "Do you really think there's no hope for you?" (Disclaimer: In no way am I upset that I am not married now and in no way to I wish to be married soon. This was all referring to somewhere down the road.) When he asked me that question I realized that my own lack of hope in that one specific area (that stems from many different things, not just one bad break up) was causing me some real pain in my life. I thought about it a lot and I prayed about it a lot, and it all came back to this: The Lord has made me some incredible promises and it is up to me to hope in him that he will make good on those promises. If I have that hope, then there is no reason to fear or be discouraged. "Hope is not knowledge, but rather the abiding trust that the Lord will fulfill His promise to us. It is confidence that if we live according to God's laws and the words of His prophets now, we will receive desired blessings in the future. It is believing and expecting that our prayers will be answered. It is manifest in confidence, optimism, enthusiasm, and patient perseverance."
Before this turns into a novel, I just want to say that now, two months later, it is easy to look back and see how a little bit of hope got me a long way. Faith bread hope and hope lead to more sincere prayers and a greater desire to have my will aligned with God's will. Because of this (and a GREAT DEAL of patience), God sent me ways to cope with and heal from my broken heart (ie: A new boy toy that helped me to see that yes, I CAN do better than last boyfriend and I AM worth it!) and I am now in a much better and happier place because of it. Though I am still learning and still trying to implement this principle in my life, I believe that Hope is one of the lessons that the Lord needed me to take from this trial. So, if anyone who may read this blog (especially if you've actually been reading the WHOLE thing... kudos to you!) is experiencing despair or dark times, I promise you that a hope in Christ and his specific and perfect plan of happiness for YOU as an individual will help you through it. Please know that there is hope, even if it is hard to see sometimes. And, sometimes we have to learn these things the hard way. But, "We learn to cultivate hope the same way we learn to walk, one step at a time." Take comfort in these words, "We hope in Jesus the Christ, in the goodness of God, in the manifestations of the Holy Spirit, in the knowledge that prayers are heard and answered. Because God has been faithful and kept His promises in the past, we can hope with confidence that God will keep His promises to us in the present and in the future. In times of distress, we can hold tightly to the hope that things will 'work together for [our] good.'"

Hate is Gay

I posted this on Facebook, but I decided to put it on my blog too because I just read a blog that persecuted The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints for donating money to Prop 8 (which isn't true. Individual members donated money, not the church organization - come on people, let's do our research before making hasty accusations)and then the same blog got angry at people for persecuting gays. Does anyone else see the hypocrisy in this? Is it just me, or is the world going FREAKING crazy?????

This is an opinion editorial in the LA Times that pretty much outlines what I believe in regards to Prop 8. I know that the voting is now over and the Proposition is passed, but I still felt like I needed to somehow share how I feel. As a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I've watched my religion be insulted over and over for supporting this proposition. We've been called an "institution of hate" and many of those that oppose Prop 8 have continually bashed (in very hateful ways) our beliefs and our right to support what, we believe, will maintain the sanctity of marriage. I first want to say that the church teaches tolerance and love toward homosexuals and in no way supports the degrading or persecuting of these people. Secondly, I, as a firm believer in my religion, find my own political beliefs to be a bit more liberal than many of the same faith. This doesn't mean that I am right and others are wrong nor the other way around. It simply means that this is what I have determined to be my own views after much thought and consideration on this issue. My purpose for posting this article is not to impose my beliefs on others and it is definitely not to start any arguments. I simply want to share another person's words that seem to iterate exactly how I feel on the subject. And just to clarify, this only covers one small part of how I feel. There are other reasons that I decided to support the proposition. Enjoy.

Protecting marriage to protect children

Marriage as a human institution is constantly evolving. But in all societies, marriage shapes the rights and obligations of parenthood.

By David Blankenhorn
September 19, 2008

I'm a liberal Democrat. And I do not favor same-sex marriage. Do those positions sound contradictory? To me, they fit together.

Many seem to believe that marriage is simply a private love relationship between two people. They accept this view, in part, because Americans have increasingly emphasized and come to value the intimate, emotional side of marriage, and in part because almost all opinion leaders today, from journalists to judges, strongly embrace this position. That's certainly the idea that underpinned the California Supreme Court's legalization of same-sex marriage.
But I spent a year studying the history and anthropology of marriage, and I've come to a different conclusion.

Marriage as a human institution is constantly evolving, and many of its features vary across groups and cultures. But there is one constant. In all societies, marriage shapes the rights and obligations of parenthood. Among us humans, the scholars report, marriage is not primarily a license to have sex. Nor is it primarily a license to receive benefits or social recognition. It is primarily a license to have children.

In this sense, marriage is a gift that society bestows on its next generation. Marriage (and only marriage) unites the three core dimensions of parenthood -- biological, social and legal -- into one pro-child form: the married couple. Marriage says to a child: The man and the woman whose sexual union made you will also be there to love and raise you. Marriage says to society as a whole: For every child born, there is a recognized mother and a father, accountable to the child and to each other.

These days, because of the gay marriage debate, one can be sent to bed without supper for saying such things. But until very recently, almost no one denied this core fact about marriage. Summing up the cross-cultural evidence, the anthropologist Helen Fisher in 1992 put it simply: "People wed primarily to reproduce." The philosopher and Nobel laureate Bertrand Russell, certainly no friend of conventional sexual morality, was only repeating the obvious a few decades earlier when he concluded that "it is through children alone that sexual relations become important to society, and worthy to be taken cognizance of by a legal institution."

Marriage is society's most pro-child institution. In 2002 -- just moments before it became highly unfashionable to say so -- a team of researchers from Child Trends, a nonpartisan research center, reported that "family structure clearly matters for children, and the family structure that helps children the most is a family headed by two biological parents in a low-conflict marriage."

All our scholarly instruments seem to agree: For healthy development, what a child needs more than anything else is the mother and father who together made the child, who love the child and love each other.

For these reasons, children have the right, insofar as society can make it possible, to know and to be cared for by the two parents who brought them into this world. The foundational human rights document in the world today regarding children, the 1989 U.N. Convention on the Rights of the Child, specifically guarantees children this right. The last time I checked, liberals like me were supposed to be in favor of internationally recognized human rights, particularly concerning children, who are typically society's most voiceless and vulnerable group. Or have I now said something I shouldn't?

Every child being raised by gay or lesbian couples will be denied his birthright to both parents who made him. Every single one. Moreover, losing that right will not be a consequence of something that at least most of us view as tragic, such as a marriage that didn't last, or an unexpected pregnancy where the father-to-be has no intention of sticking around. On the contrary, in the case of same-sex marriage and the children of those unions, it will be explained to everyone, including the children, that something wonderful has happened!

For me, what we are encouraged or permitted to say, or not say, to one another about what our society owes its children is crucially important in the debate over initiatives like California's Proposition 8, which would reinstate marriage's customary man-woman form. Do you think that every child deserves his mother and father, with adoption available for those children whose natural parents cannot care for them? Do you suspect that fathers and mothers are different from one another? Do you imagine that biological ties matter to children? How many parents per child is best? Do you think that "two" is a better answer than one, three, four or whatever? If you do, be careful. In making the case for same-sex marriage, more than a few grown-ups will be quite willing to question your integrity and goodwill. Children, of course, are rarely consulted.

The liberal philosopher Isaiah Berlin famously argued that, in many cases, the real conflict we face is not good versus bad but good versus good. Reducing homophobia is good. Protecting the birthright of the child is good. How should we reason together as a society when these two good things conflict?

Here is my reasoning. I reject homophobia and believe in the equal dignity of gay and lesbian love. Because I also believe with all my heart in the right of the child to the mother and father who made her, I believe that we as a society should seek to maintain and to strengthen the only human institution -- marriage -- that is specifically intended to safeguard that right and make it real for our children.

Legalized same-sex marriage almost certainly benefits those same-sex couples who choose to marry, as well as the children being raised in those homes. But changing the meaning of marriage to accommodate homosexual orientation further and perhaps definitively undermines for all of us the very thing -- the gift, the birthright -- that is marriage's most distinctive contribution to human society. That's a change that, in the final analysis, I cannot support.

David Blankenhorn is president of the New York-based Institute for American Values and the author of "The Future of Marriage."

http://www.latimes.com/news/opinion/la-oe-blankenhorn19-2008sep19,0,2093869.story

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Halloween... Kinda

Well I was kinda lame this year for Halloween. I just didn't have the time or the energy to invest in it like I usually do. Usually, I am HUGE on Halloween. I LOVE holidays and I fully believe in making them BIG deals. So, besides decorating my porch extravagantly for Halloween (which, by the way, I won an award for! - I definitely had a screaming doormat. It was sveet.), I didn't do much. Instead, I spent my Friday night with my fabulous friends Ashley and Kathryn. We went and bought some Tim Burton movies and then watched them together all night. We also had treats that Ashley's roommate Stacy contributed. But that was fun for me, so I'm ok with it. Yesterday, November 1st, my ward had a huge formal masquerade/murder mystery party. That's about as close as I got to dressing up. Everyone had a specific persona and mine was Alexia Premus, a Vampire. Hence the white face and creepy make up.

Brittany, Nikki, Emily, Me. Nikki and Emily are two of my roommates.
Me and Ben... he was a Werewolf and I was a Vampire, so technically we were supposed to hate each other. Oh well.
Stacie, Me, and Rachel

Friday, October 17, 2008

This Is Kinda Fun...

1. Add a comment on this post, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you know me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Happy 21 To Me!

Monday was my 21st birthday. It was very exciting! Those of you who know me well know that I love holidays and birthdays and I like them to be a big deal, so of course I had a party! My friend Ashley (who was with me on my study abroad in England this summer) has the same exact birthday as me, so we had a party together on Monday night. It was a blast and a lot of people came that I haven't seen in a long time, so I was super happy. Nothing makes me happier than a chocolate fountain and getting hugs in a room full of people that I love! Here are some pictures:

The Birthday Girls!


Me and Greg, Spencer, and Mike - friends from my Freshman year.


Some people that I used to work with (background) and my friend Ben (front)


Friends from High School: Skyler, Kyle, and Whitney. Kyle surprised me and drove up from Ephraim to be at my party! I was so excited!


Me and my best wingman Goose. She drove all the way from Logan, UT just to be with her Seester!

My mom gave me gift certificate to get a deep tissue massage and my hair done for my birthday... I'm super excited. That will go down at 11:00am on Saturday. Ohhhh yeah!

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Ellen

This is a poem I had to write in my Romanticism class. We had 15 minutes and we had to write according to Wordsworthian structure. After we had the time to write, my Professor asked which of us were "poets" or which of us write poetry on our own. When I raised my hand he asked me what kind of poetry I write and then he said, "Well, good then you can go first." When I was done reading he said, "Well I hope everyone else is intimidated because that was really good!" Yeah I was proud. Anyways, I think this is a nice break from all my downer poetry lately.

There she goes,
my little piece of happiness
tilting her head from side to side.
She doesn't see
how her little golden ringlets
bounce when she runs,
or how the sun's rays
highlight each strand's natural beauty.
She doesn't know
that her royal azures shine
when she looks at me,
or that her two front teeth
are the only ones she needs
to make me love her.
Body tilted forward,
hands by her side,
she runs through the summer's grass,
and I've never seen anything
quite so funny.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Fabulousness

I just want you all to know that this weekend is going to be great. I've got a BYU football game, an Angels' game, a massage, General Conference, and a birthday all this weekend and I couldn't be more thrilled. I thoroughly intend for this to be the best weekend I've had in a very, very long time.
Oh and P.S., I recently converted to this whole, Pandora radio thing... I love it. I have found some absolute gems! (See my playlist to the right). I wish I could write music. That would be fantastic.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

An Empty Reservoir

Patch these holes,
hide these scars,
disguise this withered heart
that beats to give pieces
of itself away;
That trusts too easily,
Loves too earnestly,
and ends up with nothing
but holes and scars.
What once thumped with purpose
is now an empty reservoir,
with nothing left to offer anymore.

Exhaustion consumes emotion
and every vital limb and organ.
Building this new protective fortress
took all the energy they had left.
Legs won’t run, and feet can’t leave
with out their companions;
Heart’s too shy to will them now –
Mind’s too tired to figure out how.

But there’s something in me,
A faint flicker in the emptiness,
The smallest spark of desperate faith.
Somehow I know it’s enough for you –
I offer you my broken heart
and all my insecurities;
It’s not much, but it’s a start.
Help me patch these holes
and hide these scars;
Fill this empty reservoir.

Monday, September 29, 2008

How's This For Honesty?

How I Really Feel, Right Now: At 12:40 am on September 30th, 2008

I know better than anyone else
What all my flaws are -
And I'm the first to admit
that sometimes I don't know
how to fix them - and by
"them", I mean myself.
I realize that I'm broken.
Not just my heart,
but my confidence -
and the life I thought I wanted.
They love me for a little while,
but in the end I'm never good enough.
The only man who's never left me
is my Grandpa. I love you Grandpa.
So much.
It's like, the puddle that you
know is there in the dark,
So you try to get around it
but you just end up
stepping in it anyways.
If there's a puddle
to be stepped in,
my foot will find it.
If there's a heart to be broken,
mine is usually first in line.
People must think
it doesn't phase me or something.
"Oh, it's just Raechel,
she wont care."
Oh, you are SO wrong.
I care, a lot. And I'm
sick and tired of being used
and bruised and unappreciated.
I can love deeper
than anyone I know,
but that never gets me anywhere,
except right here: sitting
on my bed with a massive headache,
tears streaking down my face -
trying pathetically to write
how I really, honestly feel,
and wondering how on earth
I'm ever going to put myself
back together.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

Poetry and Geology

You're probably thinking, now really, how do those two go together? And you're probably hoping to goodness that I'm not going to start writing poems about rocks. Well, rest assured that's not (really) what this post is about.
Actually, this post has a lot to do with my favorite poet, William Wordsworth. (To read one of my favorite poems of his, click here)Wordsworth is one of the most famous British Romantic Poets now, but he wasn't quite as popular when he was alive. You see, Wordsworth, in his younger years, was considered a radical in pretty much every way, and the conservative British people frowned on that. One of the reasons Wordsworth was considered a radical was because of his belief that Nature, in a way, acts as God. Basically, he believed that if you wanted to be close to God, you merely had to spend time in Nature because God, as a divine being, exists in Nature. He also believed that if you could spend time in Nature and not be touched, then you were doing things in your life to deprive you from attaining salvation.
Now, I wont say that I agree with Wordsworth 100%, but I definitely think he was on to something. In Alma we learn that all things testify of Christ, and if we pay attention in nature, it's easy to see how true that is.
The reason I bring this up is because today, I went on a Geology-specific hike up Rock Canyon on a field trip for a class that I am taking. Though I learned mostly about earthquakes, faults, sedimentary rock, metamorphic rock, and the state Utah was in 800 million years ago, I couldn't help but look around me and just be in absolute awe at God's creations. I truly felt close to God as I contemplated nature and admired the general splendor of the canyon. The leaves are changing for autumn

everything looked beautiful. There really is a certain majesty about the Wasatch Mountains that effects me in ways I almost can't explain. So, I just took the two hours I was there to take it all in while it's green and golden, because I know that soon it will all be white.
But like Wordsworth, I truly believe that God exists in Nature. Though, I don't believe that he exists solely in nature, I know that his creations can help to bring us closer to him and I'm very grateful for that opportunity.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

My New Missionary

Yesterday my Mom and I dropped my little brother Andrew off at the MTC. He'll be there for three weeks and will fly out to Peru on October 8th. They really pull on your heart strings at the MTC orientation for new missionaries, but I was able to fight back the emotions... that is until we had to say our final goodbye's. I think they were tears of pride mostly, because I am so incredibly proud of my little brother and how he has lived his life and the choices that he has made. But they were also tears of "I'm going to miss you SO much!" and I do... already. But he'll be great and he's in good hands so it will all be worth it.


Thursday, September 11, 2008

I'm A Fanatic


It's true... I am. I LOVE BYU Football... possibly more than life itself. No I don't really do stats or player background information, I leave that to guys. I'm just a die-hard fan and I'm one of those girls who goes crazy at games, or when watching games on TV.
The BYU-UCLA game is this Saturday and you bet-your-britches I'll be there! And you bet I'll have my cougar claw with me! (It makes for a nice seat cushion when I'm not wearing it on my hand). I'm sooooo excited! Everyone pray that our defense kicks it up a few notches!

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

The Color-Code

So I recently took the Color Code Personality Test by Taylor Hartman. I've known about it for a long, long time, but I never knew what I was until now. Basically, it's dead on. So I thought I'd share with you a little bit about my personality; A Blue-Red. Maybe this will shed some light...

The most difficult color combination is Red and Blue. If you are strong in both categories, you will often find yourself stepping on someone's toes to get a task completed (Red), but feeling guilty afterward for making that person unhappy (Blue).

(The rest of this is just a description of a Red and a Blue separately. I'm a fusion of both and I really think that the Blue in me softens some of my Red qualities and vise versa. I italicized the traits I think are most dominant in me.)

Reds : Reds are hungry for power. Simple stated Reds want their own way. If they have been raised in environments where they were able to manipulate their parents and siblings, they become difficult to manage as they get older. When they have gotten their way for too long, Reds find it almost impossible to relinquish their power and freedom when they meet authorities in society (teachers, bosses, police, clergy, military officers) who refuse to grant them the total control they demand.

Reds want to be productive. Reds like to work - in school, in their careers and in their relationships. Just do not expect them to attach the same importance to things other people care about - like other people's schooling, careers and marriages. But give them a reason to produce, and watch them take off. Reds like to get the job done. They are often workaholics. They will, however, resist being forced to do anything that does not interest them.

Reds want to look good to others. Reds need to appear knowledgeable. They crave approval from others for their intelligence and insight. They want to be respected even more than they want to be loved. They want to be admired for their logical, practical minds. When you deal with a Red, be precise and factual. Reds are unmoved by tears or other displays of "weakness."

Reds should not be taken too seriously. Reds are often just stating the facts as they see them, despite their antagonistic demeanor. They seldom say "in my opinion" before stating their opinions. I have seen too many Blues, Whites and Yellows become greatly concerned over issues raised by Reds, only to discover later that the Reds were simply interested in debating. Reds enjoy a good power play. But once you get emotionally involved arguing issues, you may be disappointed and frustrated to find that a Red is no longer interested.

Reds seek leadership opportunities. Despite the rigidity of the military, many young Red men and women select it as a career in order to experience leadership. Reds are often called "control freaks". They like to be in the driver's seat. Red children are often frustrated in school because teachers (often Blue personalities) won't let them take charge. If a Red can get the upper hand, he or she will. Reds are willing to pay any price in order for an opportunity to lead.

Blues

Blues are motivated by altruism. Blues love to do nice things for others. They look for opportunities to give up something in order to bring another person happiness. Selflessness rather than selfishness is their guiding philosophy. Many Blues are uncomfortable doing things solely for themselves. They hold doors for people, offer rides when someone's car breaks down, contribute to charity, even devote their whole lives to helping others.

Blues crave intimacy. More than anything else, Blues want to love and be loved. A Blue will sacrifice a successful career to improve an important relationship. Once considered a female characteristic, this nurturing is more accurately understood as a Blue personality trait.

Blues are gratified when they are listened to, when they feel understood and appreciated. They are notorious for revealing their inadequacies because they value being known and understood so much. In the eyes of a Blue, being vulnerable is small price to pay for the chance to be close. Blues may have their hearts broken more than most people, but they also spend much more time in love.

Blues expend such great effort in making the world a better place that sometimes they need to be told how wonderful they are. They need to be thanked and specifically remembered for their good deeds. They need sincere gratitude. They delight in being remembered on birthdays and other special days, especially if the remembrance is personal - a homemade anniversary card, a welcome home party, a special day that isn't on the calendar. Blues need tender loving care.

Blues are directed by a strong moral conscience. Blues are motivated to behave in a proper, appropriate manner. They have a moral code that guides them in their decision making, their value judgments, even their leisure time. Blues enjoy being "good". Of all the personality colors, Blues come equipped with the strongest sense of integrity. A Blue would rather lose than cheat. Blues are trustworthy. Blues are the people who should be in positions of power, but seldom are.

Trying to be the social butterfly I once pulled off so nicely

So, I realize that my last few posts have hinted a bit at bitterness. I guess that's true in some respect. But I actually think I'm handling things pretty well considering the circumstances. I'm just SO SO thankful that I have a testimony of the Atonement and the Plan of Happiness, because that has been my rock through all of this. What do people do with their broken hearts when they don't have the gospel? I don't know how they do it.
So, since for the last two years I really haven't been very social, now I am trying to force myself to get back out there and socialize. It's harder than it looks! It's funny because I am an extrovert and I love being around people and I'm not shy in the slightest (unless I have a crush on someone... then I'm shy and it's seriously bizarre), but I guess I'm just so used to waiting for people to come to me now, that it's kind of a big adjustment for me. P.S. sorry about that total run-on on sentence. Anyways, but I'm trying and that's what counts. It's hard to do when you don't have a wingman very often. Yeah, I told you, all of my girlfriends are either married or have serious boyfriends and couldn't care less about socializing. *Deep emotional sigh*
Anywho... just a disclaimer: I am in NO hurry to be dating again or to join my friends on the marriage bandwagon. I just know that I'm going to have to get back into the swing of things if I ever do want something to happen. The way I see it, I have PLENTY of time. Seriously. I'm young and I'll only be in this stage of my life once, and for once in my life I'd like to just BE young instead of being forced or feeling forced to grow up prematurely. (Ha now that I've said that I've probably cursed myself. It's called a cruel irony...)

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Sorry

One bad decision and I’m stuck
Paying the price for what you thought was best
For you


I’ve wasted so much of my life
In devotion to a lost cause.
Sleepless nights and silent tears
From being emotionally invested
In you
And your happiness


Don’t talk to me about “effort”.
How can you say it’s too hard?
Hard is being loyal to a ghost.
Hard is loving what you could lose
at any given moment.
Hard is being exactly obedient
at all times because you know
that it will all be worth it
someday, somehow.
Hard is never saying
how you really feel,
how bad you’re hurting.
Hard is persevering
When there’s nothing concrete
to hold on to. No reassurance,
No tangible relationship,
Just the love and hope in your heart.
Hard is loving someone so much
That you’d sacrifice
part of your life for them.
You’d be supportive
When there’s no one supporting you.
Hard is being humbled constantly –
Down on your knees begging
for answers. Begging to be able
to say the right things.


So don’t talk to me about “too hard”.
You don’t know what hard is.
All you know is what’s convenient for you.
Don’t tell me lies or pretend to be sorry
Even though you are sorry
And I’m sorry for you
Because you just threw away
The best thing you’ll ever have.

Daydreams


There you go again

Occupying my thoughts

Like you’re the only thing that matters.

But there’s been no conversation,

No dashing-eye flirtation,

Except in my imagination.

So every chance I get

I find excuses to daydream;

To get caught up in a world

Where a dream can satisfy

My loneliest longings,

Where hope patches holes,

Faith smoothes out scars,

And withered hearts are reborn.

I’ll do anything to think of you

My mind’s the only place

I find my happy ending.

My mind’s the only place

I get to be with you.

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Monday, September 1, 2008

One Day Older and Wiser Too

Wow. It's September. I can't believe it. The older I get, the faster time flies... and I'm not even old! But there are certain things that have been making me feel old lately. For example, I am old enough to have a little brother who is leaving for a two year mission in 17 days. I am old enough to only have 3 unmarried girlfriends left, two of which have serious boyfriends. I am old enough to have sent out a missionary, welcomed him home, and get dumped by him two and a half months later. (Yeah, he's a complete idiot, I know.) I'm old enough to be a Senior in college. I'm old enough to be the oldest girl in my apartment by TWO years. I'm old enough to have three married friends with CHILDREN. I'm old enough to turn in my mission papers if it's right for me to. (I'll keep you posted on that one...)etc. etc. etc. And get this, I'm only 20 years old. Granted, I'll be 21 in a month (sound of disgust followed by a shudder), but still. Comparatively speaking, I am young. But something about being surrounded by all of the aforementioned things is making me feel an immense amount of pressure. I think this year is going to be a big year for me, even though I have absolutely NO idea what it has in store.
I thought I had it all pretty much planned out. I'm a blue personality (I just found this out. I'm actually a blue-red. Blue beat red by a mere 3 points), so planning is what I do. I like to have things figured out and I've usually got 4 or 5 check lists to go along with anything that I do. The red in me means that I want to be in control and make things happen. Unfortunately, when red-Raechel shows herself, the Lord likes to humble her. The Lord is constantly telling me to stop trying to control my own life and just trust in Him. It's extremely hard for me to do, but I think I get better and better at it as time goes on. It's easier since I have a testimony that when I trust in the Lord, all things will work together for my good. They always do. I just have to keep reminding myself to give up control.
So, here I am on the brink of my Senior year of college, and NOTHING is going the way I thought it would. I'm not studying architecture, I'm not at CalPoly SLO, I'm not in California, I don't have a boyfriend, most of my friends said "see ya!" and ran off to get hitched, and I have no idea what I will end up trying to do as a career. I have tons of things I want to and can do, but I haven't been able to choose yet. That's what happens when I try to control my own life; I end up being totally and completely wrong. Miraculously, despite all that hasn't played out, I know that I am where I need to be in my life right now. I'm just searching for new purpose and direction. This may take a while. I'll let you know when I find it.

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Some Things Just Aren't Meant To Be

So I know I STILL haven't posted anything about the rest of my Europe trip... I swear I will get around to it eventually. I'm still trying to get back into the swing of the whole blogging thing.
Apart from that, I guess the biggest news I have is that Darron and I are officially over. That's right, Raechel Logan is no longer a had woman. Now usually I am very open about my feelings when I write on my blog, but I think this is the one circumstance that is too personal to elaborate on. I hope you'll understand.
So school starts on Tuesday. Getting everything situated for that is stressful enough. BYU definitely likes to throw me curve balls every year. And this year is no different. But things are getting taken care of and I'm staying optimistic.
I have new roommates this year. All the girls that moved into my apartment are Sophomores fresh out of the dorms. Haha in the space of a summer I went from being the youngest (granted, only by a couple of months...) to the oldest by two years. The girls seem nice enough though. At this point in my life I really don't care who I live with. I'm never home anyways.
So that's the update. And I'll try to jump on getting the rest of my Europe trip on here soon!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

I'm Back and I Slack

So I'm back from my Europe trip... it was great! I know I only have you posted on the first half of the trip... it'll take a while for me to get it all up. So, until then, I've been tagged! Enjoy!

Four Random Things I Like About My Husband
*Don't have one. I would change it to say "Boyfriend" but I'm not very happy with him right now so that will have to come later.

Four Jobs I Have Had
*Store Manager of Cold Stone
*Shoe Saleswoman at Forever Young
*Interviewer at Boston Research Group
*Production Manager at Brick Oven Restaurant


Four Movies I Have Watched More Than Once
*Top Gun
*How to Lose A Guy in Ten Days
*Elf
*Stardust


Four Places I Have Lived
*Colton, CA
*Hesperia, CA
*Temecula, CA
*Provo, UT


Four TV Shows I Have Watched
*F*R*I*E*N*D*S
*Grey's Anatomy
*Gilmore Girls!
*OC


Four Places I Have Been Most Recently
*England
*Wales
*Scotland
*France

Four People Who E-mail Me Regularly
*Facebook
*Old Navy (I don't know why...)
*
*Yeah


Four Favorite Foods
*Steak
*Crepes
*Taco Salad
*Sushi


Four Places I'd Like To Visit
*Italy
*Greece
*New York
*New Zealand


Four Things I Am Looking Forward To This Year
*Graduating w/ my B.A.
*BYU Football
*I was looking forward to having Darron back... now that is TBA
*Living close to Ashley and Andrea


Four People I Tag

Chani, Chamrie, Kevin, Whitney

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Cardiff, Wales

I'm sorry it has been so long since I have updated my blog about my trip! Right now I am in Wales, so I'll tell you all about it in this entry... and I already did an entry about the last place I was in, Zennor.
So since we left London, all of the places we have stayed have been very remote... which makes it easy to get cabin fever. So when we got to the fabulous city of Cardiff and saw that there is a movie theater just around the corner from our hostel, there was much rejoicing. The first thing we did when we got here was go see Mamma Mia. Which, is hilarious. But it made us all very happy. Then we went to Cardiff Castle. It was really cool! We went on a guided tour and saw most of the rooms in the castle... some of which had ceilings of 22 carat gold! Pretty incredible... then we all had free time for a couple of hours and we just kind of walked around the city. Then it was my group's day to make dinner so we spent some of free time doing that. After dinner we met with another BYU study abroad group (Welsh Studies) and had a little lesson at a stone circle in a park. So it was a pretty low key day. The one downfall about Cardiff is the spiders! You know that saying that wherever you are you're within 6 feet of a spider? Well.. in Cardiff, you're within 6 feet of like eight spiders. And big ones at that. Haha.
The next day we went to two different castles, Caerdilly Castle and Coch Castle. Caerdilly is actually pretty awesome and it hasn't been completely cheezed out by touristy stuff. I think that we have now gone to 5 or 6 castles. There was the London Tower, Warwick Castle, Cardiff Castle, Caerdilly Castle, Coch Castle, and St. Michael's Mount.
The next day we went to Hay-on-Wye, a town in Wales that is made up of mostly second hand book stores. It was interesting, but we spent three hours there and I was done after like one. Anything worth buying in those stores is really super expensive. After that we went to a place called Arthur's Stone...another possible place for his tomb.
I have really enjoyed my time in Wales. So far it is my favorite place (besides London, of course...) but London is so crammed that it gets old after too long. Cardiff is a big (comparatively speaking) city, but it is much less congested. Tomorrow we are heading for North Wales. After enjoying Cardiff for a week I'm a bit nervous for the adventures ahead (cuz it doesn't seem like it could be much better than this), but I am excited to see new things.
Yesterday we had a pretty full day. First we went to Caerleon to a Roman Amphitheater (the remains of one) and the weather was incredible so we all just sat down and enjoyed the sun for a while. Then we went on to Tinturn Abbey which was really, really AWESOME! I got all creative with my picture taking there...so that will be fun to show you all. After that we had cream teas (which of course means hot chocolate)with scones and clotted cream.Then we went to Arthur's Cave, which is in the middle of a wood. It was kind of a little hike, but it was fun. Then we got back to the hostel around 9:30 and had tacos for dinner!!! I was so happy for mexican food, you have no idea. They don't have mexican restaraunts here... that's a crime if you ask me. I'm craving Taco Bell like woah. That and In-N-Out will probably be the first things I eat when I get back to the states... but I still have another 3 weeks to be with out it.

Zennor, Cornwall

Zennor is a small (population 200) town close to the coast in Cornwall. Pretty much we were in the middle of the southwest peninsula of England... which is rad.
After we left Glastonbury we made the long trek to Minehead. On the way there we stopped at the Chalise Wells (still technically in Glastonbury) and then the town of Wells, where we went inside Wells Cathedral. I think I've seen about 10 amazing cathedrals by now haha. But it was very pretty and there just happened to be a traveling group of two men and a woman who went to the far north point of the cathedral, lit a candle, and just started singing what sounded like an old monk song... and it was INCREDIBLE! When I first heard it, I thought there was an entire choir and then it was only three people. I wished I could have bought a cd of them or something. When we got to our hostel in Minehead, it was like in the middle of nowhere, but nowhere was amazingly green and beautiful... and a couple of miles from the beach (the water is warm, but the weather is NOT!) But we went down to the beach anyway for about 30 minutes and I had my first encounter with the Atlantic Ocean. It was cool.
When we left Minehead, we drove straight to Tintagel, which has pretty much been the highlight of my trip so far. The ruins of Tintagel castle are on these amazing cliffs right on the coast and you can hike all around them and the view is spectacular. It was so amazing I can't even find the words to describe it. I'm dying to come home and show everyone my pictures and tell you all about it! Also you can hike down to the beach where you can go inside Merlin's Cave, which is totally cool. By the way, Tintagel Castle is supposedly the birthplace of King Arthur.
Other places we saw during our stay in Zennor were St. Ives, and a play called "The Alchemist" at an outdoor theater on the beach called Minack Theater. They were speaking English... but I couldn't understand what was going on most of the time. But it was still an awesome experience. It's so unreal as you're looking out on the ocean, when you realize that you're on a completely different continent, staring at a completely different ocean than you're used to. I just keep thinking to myself, I am IN Britain right now. It's crazy.
Then there was St. Michael's Mount (an island a ways off of the coast of Cornwall… at low tide you can walk there) which has a castle that sits on top of it. When we got to the shore we realized it was high tide, so we'd have to take a boat. Then it started to storm. We're talking strong winds, tons of rain, and humid coldness! Good thing I brought rain gear with me… wait… Oh and good thing I brought more than one sweater… wait… but thankfully someone gave me a huge poncho. For the record, ponchos save lives. The pictures are priceless. So we took the boat (in the middle of a storm… there were a few times that I was pretty sure I wouldn't make it alive… but don't worry, I did) out to the island and when we got there we realized that it was a huge uphill hike to the castle, outside, on slippery rocks. But onward we went. It's unfortunate, but I don't even recall what the castle looks like on the outside because I couldn't see it. The rain was coming down so hard that my head was permanently in the down position… especially since I was trying to watch where I stepped so I didn't fall and lose a limb or something. Once we were all in the castle, really all we wanted to do was get out of the castle because it was drafty and damp and all of us were soaked from head to toe. I wont lie, I thought it was a pretty bad idea for us all to go out there in the first place because of the weather, so the whole time we were there I was pretty upset about it.
Zennor is so damp that when we woke up in the morning, the walls to our room were wet. (Damp has become the joke in our group) At one point I definitely used the blowdryer to try and dry my jeans enough to wear them…
We also went to a place called Land's End (the very end of the south western peninsula of England). A lot of us only brought like one hoodie for the trip because we didn't anticipate that it would be cold, so pretty much everyone has been trying to find warmer clothes at shops around here... and when we got to Land's End they JUST closed the portion of the shop that sold clothing. So Ashley, Kathryn, and I decided to start the hike while everyone else stayed in the shops and we were gone for about 10 mintues taking pictures and complaining that we didn't get to buy sweatshirts, and right before we started the hike I said to the girls, "I just have this feeling like they're going to reopen the shop" and they looked at me like I was crazy. Not two seconds later was it that our cell phone rang and Ashley answered it and she just looked at me and Kathryn and we started booking it back to the shops. They actually did reopen the shop for us and I got a sweet Land's End sweatshirt for 15 pounds, which was a great deal! I was sooo happy.
I also found out that I'm officially a pansy when we biked across England, coast to coast (meaning 11 miles). It was a blast, but man did it work me! I definitely gained a ton more respect for missionaries today. But the bike ride was beautiful, and it felt SOOO good to get some exercise. Even though I am pretty sure I am now bruised in places that I didn't even know existed on my body. But I really cannot complain because that day we had quite the scare. Whilst biking, Natalie hit a rock and ate it in the gravel (by the way, England was pretty much designed for left handed people… and the back breaks on the bikes were on the left handle instead of the right, so that was interesting) right in front of me. At first I thought her leg was broken because she kept yelling the F-word (yeah I know… pretty much I'm on a BYU trip and I've heard more profanity than I have in a long time… it's kind of hilarious, but definitely a little uncomfortable) so I jumped off my bike and got her bike off of her and helped her roll over off of her face, and when I saw her face her mouth was like squirting out blood. She had some pretty big gashes in her upper lip and her lip was WAY swollen, but not to worry because no stitches were needed and she is OK. Once again, can I just say how appreciative I am of the Priesthood in my life. The guys were able to give her a blessing and I know that the Lord is watching out for us. It definitely could have been a lot worse.
Ok… so England has this stuff called Clotted Cream, and pretty much it is the most fantastic thing ever. It will probably be the death of me. For lunch we stopped at a little café and got hot chocolate with scones, clotted cream, and strawberry jam. FANTASTIC. Oh man. And the cheese here is outrageously good.

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Glastonbury

So for the past two days our group has been in Glastonbury, England. We've seen Cadbury Castle (the most accurate and plausible place for Camelot), Staurshead Gardens (where much of the Pride and Prejudice movie in 2005 was filmed), Figgsbury Ring (an Iron Age underground fortification), Winchester Cathedral, King Henry VIII's Great Hall (where his Round Table is located) and of course, Stonehenge. This countryside is incredible. One thing that I love about having the gospel in my life is that experiences like these mean so much more to me because of the perspective I have. Being out in the green, lush countryside leaves me in awe of God's creations... and there's a spirituality about it that I can't quite explain. It's also the type of place where you can go and just be. Be pensive, Be melancholy, Be grateful, whatever you want... in peace. I love it. I was going to post some pictures of the countryside, but I spent a lot of time uploading most of them to Facebook earlier today, so if you're interested in pictures, check out my Facebook profile. There's a link to it on my page.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

London Part 2

Alright, here's some more pictures from my time in London:
Me, Ashley, and Big Ben.


A bunch of us before Evensong at Westminister Cathedral.

Everyone at London Tower (aka, the Dungeons! This is where Ann Boleyn was executed.


Yay for Buckingham Palace!!!

Ash and I at Spamalot.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

London Baby!

So, here's a short recap of the first 6 days of my trip... all of which were spent in London.

My friend Ashley and I arrived a day early and were completely exhausted because of jet lag. And, we didn't have a blow dryer (oh the things we take for granted) so this is us with wet hair, about to go out on the town for the first time.

This is me at Kensington Palace (where Princess Diana lived)

At a showing of A Midsummer Night's Dream at Shakespeare's Globe Theatre

At Wicked for the first time! Which was amazing...even with English Accents!



Time is limited... so more to come soon!!!

Monday, June 23, 2008

Woah!

I am leaving in less than two days for Europe! This is crazy!

And I am feeling vulnerable, which I am definitely NOT used to feeling. But then again, I'm feeling a lot of things recently that I am not used to feeling... So I guess I'll just have to GET used to them, huh?

Oh boy.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

He's BACK!

So... My "missionary" (I don't really like to call him that, it sounds weird to me) came home from his mission on Wednesday, June 18th. He served in the Nashville, Tennessee mission. Today I finally got to see him again for the first time in over two years... needless to say, I was pretty nervous. Darron (that's his name) and I decided before he left on his mission that we wouldn't write to each other about mushy things or the future or anything that could distract him from the work, so when he came home neither of us really knew what to expect because we hadn't talked about it in so long. And even though it was hard not knowing what to expect, I wouldn't take it back for anything. I know that we handled our relationship obediently and in the best way possible these past two years and the peace that comes from knowing that makes everything worth it.
But, after spending the day with him today and getting over that initial nervous awkwardness, it was actually really natural. We had a really nice afternoon together and it was wonderful to get reacquainted and talk about our lives for the last two years. And I can tell by talking to him that he and I are pretty much on the same page about how we want to treat our relationship right now... which is such a big relief.
So to everybody who knows about me and Darron, he's back, and things are good! And I'm so grateful to all of you who were huge sources of support to me while he was gone!

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

I Am Being Eaten Alive!!!

WARNING: The following images may cause nausea, chronic dry-heaving, or diarrhea. Individuals with kidney or liver disease, or those experiencing pregnancy are at risk of heart attack and should look away.


So... either some creature is living in my bed and delights in snacking on me all night long, or I have some bizarre disease. Check out these pictures! I currently have 9 gigantic (and severely itchy) bites all over my body... and I'm sure there are ones I haven't even discovered yet! I have 4 on one leg, 2 on the other, one on each arm, and one on my ear!



Tuesday, June 10, 2008

15 Days!!!

Here's some pictures of some of the places I'll be visiting on my Summer Abroad. I leave June 25th!!

Friday, June 6, 2008

It's BACK!

Brown hair is back! And I like it. :-)

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

When It Rains, It Pours

I have so much to blog about today! This is what happens when you don't blog on a regular basis... things start to pile up and then you find yourself typing the world's longest blog. So, yes this will probably be long... I will try to keep it as to-the-point as possible.

To begin, I have a list of all the things that seem to be falling apart around me (in a manner of speaking). For one, my computer has finally kicked the bucket. It's barely two and a half years old, but it has always had one faulty fan. Well... apparently it now has two faulty fans so, besides humming VERY loudly, it now shuts itself off randomly because it thinks it is overheating. This does not make me happy. Then, a couple of days ago I was walking to my work parking lot after my shift got over and I noticed a very large red scrape on the back right corner of my car.
Yep... someone hit my car and did they leave a note? NO! Of course not. This also does not make me happy. Then yesterday I was washing my hands after putting on my make up and when I went to grab my hand towel I accidentally flung my phone into the toilet because I had forgotten that I had set my phone on the towel. It had some troubles for a while... but it seems to be working pretty well today.

Needless to say, I've been a little on edge this week. And in addition to all this bad luck (and I use the word "luck" lightly since I don't really believe in such a thing) I have two extremely filthy roommates. I seem to be the only one who rinses off my dishes and loads, runs, or empties the dishwasher. I am also the only one who wipes down the counters, sweeps, takes out the trash, and vacuums. I refuse to play "Mommy" for my 22 year old roommates so I take care to clean up all of my own messes, but unfortunately that doesn't do much. I work a lot so I am hardly home to cook or clean as it is, so if I don't take the trash out, our trashcans (yes we have two) begin to overflow onto the floor. It is absolutely disgusting. It got so bad one week that I took a picture which I will post soon so that you can see that I am not exaggerating. AND one of my roommates thinks that it is ok to grate cheese and peel potatoes while lounging on the couch. Not only is this gross and slobbish, but like I said before, she doesn't ever vacuum up after herself so the food just stays on the floor until I have a chance to vacuum. Dishes pile up in the sink and of course, they don't get rinsed off so our whole apartment smells like rotten food. Quite simply, I am completely embarrassed to have anyone over. So now I have become THAT roommate... you know, the one who leaves slightly rude notes all over the house trying to get her roommates to be responsible and clean up after themselves. Yep... I did it. And it worked too. Haha but I have an inkling that one of my roommates doesn't think much of me anymore. But I honestly don't care. I only have to live with her for 2 more weeks. Praise all that is holy.

On a brighter note, my missionary (who I dated for about 5 months right before his mission, and who I have written to close to every week for the last two years) comes home in exactly two weeks from today.
I am SO excited! And nervous, anxious, confused, all of the above. I'm sure I'll give particulars later. The funny thing is that this whole last year I probably went on a total of 3 or 4 dates... and now all of a sudden I'm not really available anymore and I seem to be getting asked out A LOT more. (4 times the past two weeks!) It's like I radiate the "Taken" smell and they sniff me out. Why do we always want the things we can't have?

Anyways... that's the stitch on my life for the present!

Saturday, May 24, 2008

A Few Thoughts...

I'm currently reading a novel called "War in Heaven" by Charles Williams. Last night as I was reading before bed, something in the book (I can't remember what it was now...) got me thinking about the pre-existence and the Plan of Salvation. I was thinking about how God has a plan for each of us, but we all exercize agency. This agency, if exercized in congruence with God's will for us, will keep us living our lives according to His plan for us. However, when we exercize our agency to make decisions according to our own will, it can lead us temporarily off the path of fulfilling the plan God has for us. I've often questioned whether or not each of our plans was created by God, knowing how we would exercize our agency and planning accordingly, but when I really think about it, I don't think that can be true. I don't think God's plan for any of us is anything short of Exaltation, but our agency can definitely keep us from fulfilling that plan. So... hoping that all of this makes sense right now, the thought that I was having concerned Satan. When God formulated the Plan of Salvation, was it in the plan that Satan would rebel and then exist to tempt us all as some kind of ultimate test? Or was Satan's rebellion simply an act of agency that has now affected all of mankind and has made our mortal tests harder to endure? I mean, I believe that Satan's act was definitely one of agency, but the question is, did God account for that in His plan because He already knew it would happen? Because how would the plan have been if Satan had not rebelled? Would there be anything to tempt us? Would there be opposition? The scriptures tell us that there has to be opposition in all things, so how would that opposition have come about had Satan chosen NOT to rebel?
That's probably totally confusing, but that's how my mind works! Haha.

The other thing I was thinking about concerns humility. The other day a friend of mine told me that he thought I underestimated myself too much. I thought about that a lot and I think he's absolutely right. In the last couple of years, my confidence has definitely decreased and I think part of that may be because I have been trying harder and harder to incorporate humility and kindness into my life. I pray for it, and try to exercize it, but I think I am going about that in the wrong way. Because I do not believe that being humble means that you have to deny your strengths or talents. So how does one stay humble while at the same time being confident? Should we not be proud of the gifts we've been given? But we have to be careful not to be prideful. I'm struggling to find the balance between these two. I think it's extremely important to have confidence in yourself, and I also think it's important to be humble. Christ did it (and beautifully I might add), that we know. But how? That is the question...

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

A Jealous Moment

I envy how,
even on the stillest days,
The wind always seemed to blow for you.
And when others
struggled through famines
and drought,
You were blessed with your own,
personal, waterfall
Flowing straight from the celestial rivers
of heaven, to the ball point of your pen,
Where you channeled all that energy
Into something meaningful,
Something eternal.

Update On My Life

My Internet has been pretty temperamental lately, so I haven't been able to blog as much as I'd like to, so here's an update on the past month.

In the very beginning of May, my mom came up to visit me and we went to Women's Conference together. The Conference lasted for two days and the closing speaker was President Monson! The spirit he brought with him was incredible. On my mom's last day, we (me, my mom, my brother, and my mom's friend Judy) went down to Salt Lake early in the morning and went to the temple. My brother and I did baptisms while my mom and Judy did a session. When my brother and I got out of the font, the temple workers told us we had JUST MISSED the Prophet! I guess he came in to do a sealing. It was an awesome feeling to know that I was in the Temple with the Prophet.






In other exciting news, my little brother, Andrew, opened his mission call yesterday!
He is called to serve in the Trujilla, Peru mission and reports to the MTC on September 17th! I was worried that he would be asked to leave while I was in Europe this summer, so it's a major blessing that he leaves so late, cuz now I can be here to see him off! I couldn't be more proud of him.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Ahhh School Sucks

It has been forever since I've blogged. That's probably because I haven't had the internet in like a week. Ridiculous. And speaking of ridiculous things, moving is ridiculous. After I moved last weekend I remembered how, the last time I moved, I vowed to never move again. And now I know why I made that vow. But oh well, because I'm in a happier place now. (I hope!)
The last week of school was a beast. I'm pretty sure I didn't sleep more than 5 hours on any given night that week. I had 7 finals, I had to pack and move, and I worked 4 days all in one week. By the time Saturday evening rolled around I was ready to slip into a coma and never wake up. But I think I'm better now. I'm being more social (suddenly I have all this time on my hands... and I LOVE it!), my new roommates and I are videogame-sitting a wii and a large flat screen tv for a while, so that's been super fun, and I'm finally getting to read for leisure!!! The first book of the summer is Jane Eyre, soon to be followed by Jamaica Inn, Mansfield Park, The Chosen, A Tale of Two Cities, Naked, Agnes Grey, Emma, Wuthering Heights, A Conneticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, and a couple other King Arthur books that I haven't found out about yet. I've got until June 25th to finish them all. I think I'll be fine.
In other news, my Madre just arrived in Provo tonight for the weekend and Women's Conference. She brought with her some of my favorite women from my home ward (An old Seminary Teacher of mine - who is also the Bishop's wife) and a couple others. It's hilarious to watch these women become teenagers again for a weekend. It's gunna be fun and edifying all at once. Thank goodness for not having school spring semester.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Disturbed

So this morning I decided I'd make myself some pancakes and eggs for breakfast... since it's a reading day and all. And my roommate bought these brown eggs with Omega 3 that she offered to share with me. Anyways, to make a long story short, when I cracked the first egg to make my fried eggs... two yolk came out!!! I was very frightened. So I asked my roommate if that was normal for brown eggs and she said... no, it's just twins. Twins!??!!? Ew. Eating eggs has never freaked me out before because I never really thought about what I was eating, but let me tell you, I have never had my appetite be so spoiled as it was this morning at the thought of eating twin baby chickens. I ALMOST never wanted to eat eggs again until I remembered that you need eggs in things like brownies and I decided that not eating eggs would be bad, very bad. But still... seriously disturbed.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Ouch Charlie!


This is for all of my blog readers who are still wondering who Charlie is and who he bit, and why. Pretty much, this is my favorite thing right now, and whenever I get hurt I say "Ouch Charlie! Ouuuuuch!"

Things I Am Currently Sick Of

Love handles
Cold weather/rain/snow/cloudiness
Smelling like Brick Oven
Working at Brick Oven
Scott Carnagie's shinanigans
Feeling like I'm not "good enough" at things
Craving chocolate, and then indulging myself
School and everything that comes in it
Wanting to read a book for fun, but not having the time
Being surrounded by happy couples
Living at The Granary
Having to spend the money that I work so hard to save
The fact that every day my hair gets a little bit lighter
People who leave "anonymous" comments on my blog, especially in question form. I can't answer you if I don't know who you are!
Insomnia

But really, my life is great. I'm very happy. I just really need some change in my life right about now.

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

In Pain

"He was injured...injured bad."
Wow it has been a long time since my last blog post. Forgive me for slacking. There's really nothing new or exciting to blog about, BUT...
I did slip down a flight of stairs last night... and boy am I injured.
In the words of Charlie's older brother, "Ouch Charlie, OUUUUCH! Ouch that really hurt, Charlie. Charlie bit me and it hurts and it's still hurting."
Yep those concrete stairs really let me have it. My right arm is bruised in three places, my backside is bruised in two, my ankle hurts, and my neck is killing me!
Apparently my "slip resisitant" shoes are not very resisitant to slip.