T Girl's Game:

10 Years Ago: I was in 8th grade at Douglas Jr High!

5 Things on my to-do list today: Oh dang just 5? Make someone smile, do something nice for someone, HW/studying, sign my offer letter, write my lil sis on the mission.

Snacks I enjoy: Mini cadburry eggs, chocolate covered cinnomin bears, string cheese, apples and peanut butter, bananas, dried mango. Tea.

Things I would do if I were a billionaire: Pay tithing, invest half of the rest, take my mom and sisters on a shopping spree, plan a vaca to greece ... donate to a charity. not sure which on yet.

3 of my bad habits: Stress out, impatience, procrastinate

5 places I have lived: Woodland, Bakersfield, Costa Mesa (with Steph!), Irvine (With Katie and Amy!), Provo

5 Jobs I have had: Lifeguard/swim instructor, Watson Realty, Administrative Assistant for MPG Law, and STUDENT!

5 things people don't know about me: My first favorite temple: St George, I won the science fair in 4th grade, I used to think that I could buy anything I ever needed at the GAP, I was a cheerleader in high school, and I want to save the world.

Breakfast.

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So I stopped eating my muffin and realized I needed to jog for 35 minutes to make up for it.

QLC= Quarter-Life Crisis

Pretty sure I'm not the only one going through this right now. And for all of you who think I am too young to be dealing with this you are WRONG.

According to Wikipedia:
The quarterlife crisis (QLC) is a term applied to the period of life immediately following the major changes of adolescence, usually ranging from the ages of 21 - 29. The term is named by analogy with mid-life crisis.

I need some oreos and milk. I'm reverting back to my childhood.

On the brink of death.

These are the days that I wish I were more computer literate. I mean, really, how is it that I cant access my gmail account today? There is some security firewall preventing me from getting to gmail and therefore preventing me from all communication with the outside world.

Its sad, but true. I function through my gmail account. Everyone knows that if I'm not logged in something is seriously wrong. Well ladies and gentlemen, something is seriously wrong. The worlds are against me and preventing me from my only source of sanity on this crazy-never-ending day of a Monday.

I need help?

------------------APRIL BABY -------------------
Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous.
Stubborn. Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and
Sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does
Work well with others. Very confident. Sensitive.
Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good
Memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look
For information. Able to cheer everyone up and/or
Make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and
Others. Understanding. Fun to be around.
Outgoing Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive.
Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and
Travelling. Systematic. Hot but has brains



P.S. My birthday is coming up...everyone get ready.

St Patricks Day is such an interesting holiday. Either you are super into it, or you just dont care. Well ok so not really, because I consider myself to be a hybrid.Ive never been super into it, but I am sporting the green argyle sweater today and will be attending some St Pattys parties tonight (water parties of course ... I mean, I am at BYU people).

Here's a shout out to good ol Rob Peterson, who i'm sure is lamenting being in Provo and not in Chicago for this blessed event.

Secret Goal #1: Own a flower boutique

I love love flowers. Especially Receiving them. That could be my gift to the world. Delivering happyness to people through flowers.

Passport Photo

Rumor has it the United States of America no longer allows pictures with teeth showing. I am going to have to practice my smile with no-teeth. Any suggestions?

President Hinckley:

There is a sign on the gate of this campus that reads: “Enter to learn; go forth to serve.”

I invite you, every one of you, to make that your motto. Mediocrity will never do. You are capable of something better. Give it your very best. You will never again have such an opportunity. Pray about it. Work at it. Make it happen. Drink in the great knowledge here to be obtained from this dedicated faculty. Qualify yourselves for the work of the world that lies ahead. It will largely compensate you in terms of what it thinks you are worth. Walk the high road of charity, respect, and love for others and particularly those who are less fortunate. Be happy. Look for the sunlight in life. Reach for the stars.

_________

I came across this today. What a powerful and inspiring statement. Many of these things I have tried to incorporate into my life over the past few years, such as rising above mediocrity, taking every opportunity, qualifying myself for the work I know my Father in Heaven has in store for me. I also love to serve and strive to be a happy person, always looking for the sunlight in life (literarlly and hypothetically speaking). What a great leader President Hinckley was.

VOTE

Campaigning is getting hot and heavy in the Marriott School. Thus far, my endorsements are:

MBA:
Derek & Clark

MPA:
Holly & Sarah

If you aren't on this list ... you might want to start kissing up. I like chocolate covered cinnamon bears.

TOFW Models

Time Out for Women -- Seriously we should be getting commission off this picture. 2 years later--- still going strong on.

3/2008


3/2006

The Perfect Storm

After watching just about everyone in Provo go jogging (pronounced yagging)today I finally decided to go for a run myself (and can I just say -- for the ever so brief glimpse of spring we had on Friday, it was not enought to allow girls to be so scantily-clad while jogging around Provo. Definition: scantily clad would mean pulling your shorts up so high that they cant be seen under your t-shirt or tying your wife-beater up with a rubberband, thus displaying your stomach. Really? Come on girls!) So, I had been outside earlier, and it was fairly warm (in Utah terms that means 40) so I threw on my running pants and my proud UCI Mens Volleyball National Champions t-shirt and took off. I figured if I got cold I'd just run a little faster and warm myself up.

About half-way through my run the wind started blowing and the clouds began to look a little more ominous.

Then I noticed the trees blowing a little harder… and little spots on the cement which I soon realized were rain drops.

I felt the temperature begin to drop and the storm begin to come into full effect. Before I knew it, I realized this was the first time I had been running in the snow. The wind was blowing so hard my legs would trip each other as they attempted to hit the pavement with each step. The snow falling lightly and grazing past my cheek, landing softly on the grass beside me.

As I ran I realized that it wasn’t the cold air hitting my face, or the constant stinging on my bare arms that bothered me most about running in the storm. The worst part was the numbing in my fingers and the intense concentration it took to change the song on my iPod shuffle each time a lackluster song would emerge.

I thought the first day of March would mean I could put my cold gear away. Guess I was wrong. I better buy some running gloves.