Yeah... oh the changes.

Update

So I haven't posted for a while mostly because I haven't had much to post about. About 2.5 weeks ago I went home which was really nice to get away from the daily grind but still really hard. I sat in on Mom's sunbeam class while Wendy taught and it was so great. I loved being in primary...although I really don't remember the songs! Oh no! The little children were so smart and they knew all the answers and they were so sweet and kind. Darling little children (don't worry I'm not baby hungry... my job keeps me from ever wanting my own children to deal with) I loved being home and spending time with Jessica Hacker! She really is my best friend and I love her. She's amazing. I wish we lived closer!

I came back to Provo and I moved 4 days later! I now live in Orem. I'm living with a coworker in an apartment her parents own. It's really nice and I like it and the rent is way better than what I was paying at Branbury... and I think the apartment is nicer quality. I really like it and her! She's great. Her name is Megan. She served a mission in Chile and has her masters in Music from BYU. She plays violin. I don't know she's just a great girl and so far we get along great. I do miss Jamie though. We had some fun times... I miss Anna too... and Gabs...but anyway...

New apartment is great. New ward should be good. I'm excited to see how life pans out now.

Hymns Are Truly Inspired.

So we had our musical fireside in our stake a few weeks ago and it was amazing. The spirit that was felt was AWESOME. Ryan Murphy's talk was great and the musical numbers were good too. It was such a blessing that it all worked out especially with the apathy of the people putting it together. (me) But attending it was wonderful.

One of the things mentioned that night was whether or not you've ever teared up during a hymn. Have you ever started singing it then you got choked up from the spirit and singing it just doesn't work out for you anymore and all you can do is think about the words. This happened not only that night when we were singing this WONDERFUL version of the Spirit of God that Garrett has put together with the Orchestra but again yesterday while I was in church. We were singing the Sacrament Hymn "There is a Green Hill Far Away" It's a song we sing quite often and I listen to quite often since it's one of Stephen Nelson's but for some reason yesterday it was perfect for me. There are amazing words in that song. "We may not know, we cannot tell what pains he had to bear. But we believe it was for us he hung and suffered there." We don't know what he went through but it was for us. He felt the pain we feel. He felt the physical, emotional, mental pain we feel. All the times my knee has hurt, he felt that. When I get a headache, he felt that too. The pain I get when I sin, he felt that. He felt it for all of us. There's not reason for us to go through it again. The line that really hit home though was the last one, "Trust in his redeeming blood, and try his works to do." He did all of this for us. He created the earth, he made who we are, we are made after him we need to trust him and trust that he died for us and he took our pains upon him and then do his work. We need to "TRY" to follow his example and do what he has taught us. They used the word try I think because there is no way we can just all magically be perfect. We have to try and strive to do what he would want us to do and trust in the Lord.

This probably made no sense or very little sense but I don't have my journal here in Oregon with me so you get to read my thoughts...

I don't like country...

I heard this song and I immediately liked it...what has happened to me...?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UumRkksN-LE&feature=fvwrel

Hair Color

As many of you know I colored my hair for the first time a couple months ago. It was terrifying but I ended up loving it. Now the roots have grown out and I'm trying to decide what to go with next...

I understand most of these are of Jennifer Aniston...but seriously she's the most beautiful person ever and she has great hair.

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Ode to friends

The Twins and Liz

Rachel, Sarah and I were kinda thrown together... Basically her mom forced us to be friends. But it all turned out okay. We met before 6th grade in primary and we were best friends throughout Middle School and our days in the "diamond house." Then high school came and we grew apart because we went to different schools and we just liked different things. Then Sarah came here for school and we hung out quite often Freshman year. Then Sophomore year not so much. Now we're friends again and we try to hang out more than we used to because even though it's not as convenient to see each other it's always a fun special treat :-) And Rachel is only 4 hours away! It's nice that I have these girls as friends even after our 4 year lull... Which I take full blame for... I wasn't a very good person in high school and that's totally my fault...

JHack

Oh JHack...What is there to no love about Jessica? She's awesome. We met freshman year in 9th grade English. We weren't really close though until sophomore year. We had this super creeper student teacher that would hit on the 4 girls in that class. Oh what a creep...maybe he's the reason I don't like black people much... it is in my blood. haha. But JHack and I became really good friends and we had TONS of girl drama but we are still best friends and it's so nice that she's always just a text away. Love her!

Lauren and Mom

What isn't great about these two? They're like the dynamic duo! Mom is Wonder Woman and Lauren is Wonder Woman Jr... They're there to talk and listen to me complain about my life and they try to fix it. Even when I don't want them to fix it. Our trip to Miami was quite possibly the best trip of my life. We grew so much closer. Lauren me and Mom...good times together. It was so nice to be able to see the relaxed not so crazy side of mom... I really want to do that again... a relaxed mom is MUCH better than high strung crazy mom. Basically if you don't have a therapist that worked in Woman's Services as a sister your life is gonna suck! Lauren is so great she sees both sides AND she knows me so it's just awesome.

And finally....

My Daddy!

Have you ever met someone who has survived a car accident as bad as his? I doubt it. He is awesome and basically as super as my mom. Yes he has his faults and he can't run and play with us but he wishes he could and he will push himself to the limit to spend time with us. He tries to pretend he's fine just so he can do things with us (yeah he's bad at faking it) He calls me just to say I love you. He sends texts to say I love you (yeah my dad texts) He is such an amazing man. He tries everything he can to help our family and with all the things working against him I'd say that's quite amazing. He is the priesthood holder of our family and I am grateful I have had a worthy priesthood holder as my father. He gives great advice too and he's always there to talk to.

These people have always been there for me and I am so grateful they have been. I don't know where I'd be without them! I love them all and I just wanted them to know how much they really do mean to me. Even when I'm constantly complaining about my life, they are still there.

I love you guys!

Just Another Rant

So yesterday I was walking to my car from church in intense beautiful heels and I was super nervous because 1. I stopped wearing heels after my knee started hurting, 2. It was raining, 3. These were extra high heels, 4. I'm just always nervous in them. So I was nervous and I was about 10 feet from my car when I stepped on a pebble and that was the end of my standing. I fell on the ground. It was mighty painful but thankfully I didn't actually cut anything by my ankle (from the zipper on my shoe not the ground.) It wasn't any major falling, I went down quite gracefully actually but I still went down. Ten steps from my was a guy. Oh for the record I was on BYU campus where the guys are supposed to be "helpful, thrifty, brave" something like that. But he didn't' even ask if I was okay or come to help me. Awesome, also he works at the help desk at the mall, so no big deal I knew him. So I was fine, sore but fine. So I got home and I was thinking...was it just me that he wouldn't help or does he not help anyone? Is he just the guy that won't be the knight in shining armor? Either way he's rude. Not a fan of him anymore. Also my back hurts really bad and my wrists are popping excessively.

In other rants, apparently I'm a pansy because I hurt from that... but if you were to complain about anything it's okay. UGH!

Also in other news, I got into Utah State up in Logan...but do I want to go there? I hate life right now for the record.

OH also... apparently I have a two date limit, after 2 dates guys don't like me anymore...no big deal.