Who doesn't love an embarrassing story?

I decided to do Spring semester. I was worried about not feeling like I was accomplishing anything, but then again this is the time of year where it starts to get easier to waste time and do whatever you want. Keeping all of that in mind I decided to only do 3.5 credits. Add 30 hours a week at work and there you have my life.

I'm taking two classes. 1) Zumba. Heck to the yeah.  I obviously look like this at the end of every class. Perfectly curled hair, no sweat at all.

False. I look more like him. Sans the headset. But I love it all the same.

2) Abnormal Psychology. Sounds interesting enough, right? 

Let me tell you about my first day of class. About two weeks ago I got an email saying that my Abnormal Psych class changed from where it originally was to the Taylor building. For those of you who attend BYU how many have even heard of the Taylor building?! Maybe I've just been living under a rock or something, but I had no idea where it was.

Fortunately, there was an address included in this email, but if you know me and my lack of skills with directions that still didn't offer too much help. I asked my mom and we came up with a general idea of where we thought it was. I left in plenty of time to get there, in my car even. For the life of me I could not find the building. I pulled up a campus map and thought I knew where it was. Drove there. Nope. Finally it dawned on me that I should turn on my navigation on my phone, I'm a thinker, I know. That finally led me to drive by the building.

At this point I was already 10 minutes late. I don't know about you, but I hate being THAT student. Plus, I feel like teachers give their best tips on the first day early in the class. Feeling flustered I made my way into the building. Since I was already so late I asked the girl at the front desk for directions, and hurried myself to class.

Naturally, everyone turned to look at me when I opened the squeaky door. It's fine, whatever. The professor was introducing himself and I was thinking sweet I haven't missed anything. Not long after he held up the textbook and it didn't look anything like the one I had purchased, but I did buy mine off of Amazon so I thought oh maybe I just bought the wrong edition. I made a note to check when I got home. He then proceeded to talk about the overview of the course. There was a picture of a child on the screen with the words Child Psychopathology. I assumed that meant we would start talking about children then move to adolescents and then on to adults. He then began to say that taking Abnormal psychology was a good basis for this class. Excuse me what?? Abnormal Psychology is the class I'm supposed to be sitting in. I was in the wrong class. 

I began to panic a little bit. Did I sit through the class and then go talk to my actual professor after the class was over? Do I make another scene by gathering up my stuff and opening the loud door again? I had already missed 30 minutes of my actual class at this point. I decided 2 hours of sitting through the wrong class was a long time. So I got up and left.

Lucky for me, the door to my real classroom was right in front of the class and the entire front half of the classroom was full. I walked past everyone to the back row. Right as I sat down they had finished going over the syllabus. Great. I missed all of the professor insights for the class. Oh well.

On the plus side, I am really enjoying work and the warm weather. Spring always brings out something weird about me. This year it's a desire to deep clean everything. Not such a bad thing really. Hooray for spring time and all it brings with it.

A Kooky collection

Have you ever seen the hard plastic cups with straws? Here let me illustrate.

It feels like every time I walk into Walmart I walk out with another one of these. I love using them for green smoothies. I will probably end up with one for every holiday at some point. I also like to give them away as gifts so if your birthday is coming up soon don't be too surprised if one of these puppies comes your way. Maybe tell me your favorite candy first, so I can give you something we both love. 

How it all started

Why and when did you start blogging?

I had a strange blog in 9th grade. I posted a total of 3 times then completely forgot about it.

Fast forward 4 years to my Freshman year of college. Every Friday Alyssa Shirley and I had a break at the same time. We would sit together, chat, eat our lunch, and just talk about life. I had a few friends that were avid bloggers and I began to consistently read a lot of their blogs.

I, of course, brought this up with Alyssa and she was very encouraging that I could start my own blog. I was a bit apprehensive about it. Mostly because I had a strong desire to do it, but was afraid I would be bad at it and that I wouldn't really find friends in the blogging community.

I also talked to my mom about this idea. My mom is a beautiful writer. In fact, she's a published novelist. She has a few different blogs that she contributes to and so she was all for the idea. She helped me put together a design and a name. Here's a secret about me. When my mom believes in me and helps me with something I feel like I can do just about anything.

So, I put on my girl pants and decided to give it a try. I fell in love with it. I really enjoy this form of keeping track of life. Sometimes I forget it exists and that is totally okay. I like that I can blog however frequently or infrequently I want to and nobody minds.

If anyone is reading this that has thought about starting a blog, but isn't sure they want to I say try it out. You'll soon see that it's a lot of fun :)

Q&A Catch up

 Because I have a weird sense of commitment, for lack of a better word, to this blogging challenge I started, here's my way to keep it up. A couple of weeks ago one of my professors challenged us to do a media fast so we could see how sensitized we've become so I didn't really blog on the daily. Ready? Here we go.

 Q:What's your dream job?
A: If I could honestly pick what I want to do for the rest of my life I would pick to be a stay at home mom. In the professional sense I want to be a Marriage and Family Therapist. I know some people think that counseling is for people with problems, but welcome to the real world. We all have problems. I've been on the receiving end of this profession and I would love to help other people like I've been helped.

Q: Biggest Pet Peeve
A: When the bottom of my pants are wet. Truth.

Q: What's on your life list/bucket list?
A: Go to the Netherlands, run a half marathon, be genuinely happy, marry my best friend in the Temple, try sushi, finish an entire season of a show in a day, I could go on but I'll leave that for another day

Q: Daily routine
A: This one is more for myself in the later years of my life than for anything else. Wake up around 7:15, shower, eat breakfast, read my scriptures, go to class, eat lunch, go to work, come home, do homework, eat dinner, write in journal, sleep, repeat. Wow when nit's put like that my life sounds pretty boring. Don't worry folks it's not all that bad

Q: The last book you read
A: Non textbook- Reached Allie Condie

Q: Something that you miss
A: There's a certain boy in Texas I've been missing lately. I use the term lately loosely. On the plus side he only has 6 months left. That is unreal. I could not be happier.

Q: Do you have regret?
A: There are things in life that I wish I had done differently, but as an overall I'm pretty happy with my life.

Q: What's your biggest accomplishment?
A: I am pretty proud of the fact that I am keeping up with school. BYU's rigorous pace has made me wonder if I would be able to make it at times.

Best Childhood Memory

I don't think I could ever pick just one memory to be my best one, but for the sake of this I'll pick. I absolutely loved my childhood summers. My childhood was spent running around our Cul-de-sac. We played night games every night until our body parts were going numb. Those were they days of being care free and basing what I did off of what it looked like outside.

I loved my childhood because I used my imagination. I had good friends. Seriously I was blessed.

One of our favorite things to do was hook up a big sprinkler to a hose and run through it until we looked like drowned rats. We drew with sidewalk chalk and played soccer. We made a baseball diamond in our backyard and spent hours running those bases.

We rode scooters, played with skip-its, jumped rope, played hopscotch, and skinned a few knees while riding bikes.

Riding to Macey's to get candy on our bikes and a can of soda for a quarter was always an adventure.

Looking back I even liked my summer chores.

Summers were good to me.

Challenge- Day 3

What makes you happy?

If I were to write down everything that makes me happy I would be here for weeks. So I decided to write about 3 things that make me happy.


1. Friends that know my back story. One friend specifically you should know about is Carolyn. I can't even count the number of times I have just cried to this girl. One day last year I got off the phone after a heart wrenching conversation about everything someone in my family thought I was doing wrong. They tore me down until I felt like I was literally nothing. I sat on my floor and cried and cried and cried. She sat with me until I was done and let me rest my head in her lap. And she slowly began to build me up again. There have been things that have happened to me that she has never had to deal with before, but she constantly is saying the right thing when I need to hear it.


She puts up with me when I'm being a grouch. She pulls me out of some of my darkest days. She is always making me laugh. She prods just enough to let me know she's there without being nosy. I know I can always count on her to share the exciting things that are going on in my life. There is something about not having to explain why you are choosing to do what you do day in and day out that is so comforting.

2. Sunlight. There is nothing that I love more than a naturally lit room. Just ask my roommates I wait to turn lights on until it is nearly impossible to see anything without them. In my future house I want big windows that let in lots of light. Sunlight makes me feel renewed.

3. My testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. This is what all of my happiness revolves around. Without my testimony I would be lost. I have found my strength through Christ. When I am following His teaching and doing what He wants me to do I am happy. Plain and simple as that. My testimony has gone through its ups and downs just like every other aspect of life, but it has never failed me, and I don't think it will. I'm happy because He is the source of light.

I love this picture because it reminds me how Christ takes time for each of us individually. I know that He knows me by name and that makes me happy.

The ABC's of February

February was a month to go down in the books! In fact it already has. Here are some things that made it so memorable.

                          

Ashley getting her license

BYU vs. Gonzaga game
Car's getting broken into
Discovering Vampire Diaries
Elder Ddawg [aka Derek Hutchison] reached his year mark!

 

 

Flowers showing up to my apartment on Valentine's day 

Getting a new position at work

Helping Ashley get ready for her first formal dance

 

I learned how to file my own taxes

 

 

 

John left on his mission.

Keeping it real with family history work.

Lunch with Becca and Chylie

My mom and Scott moved to their new house

 

New tv. Thanks missionary brother.

Out of the 200's say what?!?

 

 

Phone call from the airport

Quiet moments

Realizing how amazing my home teachers are

Stephanie getting her mission call-this technically happened in January, but it counts

Teaching Sarah how to sew

 

 

Utilizing a giant bear as a pillow

 

 

Visit to the apple store

We rearranged our living room

Yolo

Z[elebrating] national pancake day

 

 

 Now I know my ABC's next month won't you sing with me.