Whoa, am I blogging twice in the same month? This is so wierd. Haha. This post is super simple and not really of great importance, but I had to share my favorite song that I've been listening to every single day of this new semester. The words mean more to me than really any song. I heard it one day and stopped dead in my tracks and instantly tears were flowing. This song- is so me. I'd like to share it with you!
LOVEBIRD, by Leona Lewis
"I could lay down next to you, stay in bed all afternoon,
We were birds of a feather, we were always together.
And I never will forget all the little things you said,
In that beautiful summer, you used to call me your lovebird.
But the time went on, the wind has blown, and I have grown.
And I started feeling that my wings had been broken.
I can't believe that I would ever want to be set free,
But I just can't stay, so your lovebird's flying away...
Your lovebird's flying away, cause my heart's been stuck in a cage,
Gotta sing my song so pretty, dum dum diddy.
And I miss you every day, but there's nothing left to say,
Gotta sing my song so pretty, dum dum diddy.
I want the world at my feet, even if it's bittersweet,
Want to stand on my own end, with my heart in my own hands.
Because I've begun to see, that you and me- we're different breeds,
So I've gotta be leaving, got to get back to breathing.
And I can't believe that I would ever want to be set free,
But I just can't stay, so your lovebird's flying away...
Your lovebird's flying away, cause my heart's been stuck in a cage,
Gotta sing my song so pretty, dum dum diddy.
And I miss you every day, but there's nothing left to say,
Gotta sing my song so pretty, dum dum diddy.
And you'll always be a part of me, you made me who I am.
But I gotta say I'm not afraid to take my wings back.
They say if you love something, let it go, let it go, let it go.
Open up the gates, cause your lovebird's flying away...
Your lovebird's flying away, cause my heart's been stuck in a cage,
Gotta sing my song so pretty, dum dum diddy.
And I miss you every day, but there's nothing left to say,
Gotta sing my song so pretty, dum dum diddy."
Click here to listen to the song if you haven't heard it!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3KotP1V0E8
I just really like this song. If my life had a soundtrack, this would most definitely be on it! Haha. Happy Sunday to all. I guess I should probably be listening to church music today, my bad.....
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Flashback through 2012.
Heyyo!
So, I was thinking. We're about 17 days into the new year. It really does feel like a new year. I just started my second semester of college here at BYU-I. It's full of mixed feelings. I came to really love my roommates last semester, met new people that I eventually came very close with, and discovered how much I can truly handle. And now that's all gone. Along with a new year, came a new track of new roommates, new people that I haven't connected with, but... I'm still learning how much more I can handle... and what I can't. But today as I was walking home from campus, I thought alot about my 2012. The people that came into my life, and the people that left my life. The memories I created, and the memories that still hold great value to me. The hardships and trials I somehow survived. And every single experience that made for one heck of a year. I really can't believe that it's a new year. Where did 2012 even go? I would like to list the things I experienced, felt, and learned.
At the beginning of the year, I got to be a member of the Molahiette Dance Team. That had been a huge dream of mine since I saw them perform for our school my freshman year. In 2011, during the summer, we had worked our butts off, I swear- like every day. As we came into the new year, it was competition season. Was I scared? Nah... maybe a little bit. I've never known the feeling of confidence like I did on that team. With each daily practice and monthly competition, I learned the important lesson of hard work, dedication, and courage. There was nothing that could compare to the way I felt walking on with my team each time to perform. I was never scared that we would make fools of ourselves, I could feel the confidence and excitement just surging through each of us as we danced. It was THE COOLEST thing I've ever felt. And it only took us on to State and Nationals, where we walked away with happiness and, oh you know, championship titles. There are a lot of people that don't understand why we feel the way we feel being a part of that team... only my former and fellow Molahiettes can completely relate and undertand. So, 2012 gave me the opportunity to do what I love and gave me experiences that made my Senior Year so special.
Also, at the beginning of January, I was accepted into BYU- Idaho. And at that point, I really had no idea what I was getting into. I was so happy to recieve that acceptance letter. My Mom and Grandma cried. I can't believe that's in been a whole year since I've been accepted. My whole senior year I prepared for college and tried my best to stay focused on my ending career of high school. I remember that last stretch, I was so excited to graduate, and to move on to BYU-Idaho.
Graduation day came. June 2. I had done it! Four whole years. Bleh. I just remember being unbelievably happy walking with my cousin Maren down the field. Okay no, we skipped and danced and victory bumped all the way to our seats. The graduation ceremony was windy and crazy and so fun. We stood up at one point and did a flash mob. Except of course, our senior class being as lame and too cool as we are, only like 50 people stood up and actually did it. I did it proudly. I was recognized that day as a Molahiette and for the State and National Championship. Another proud moment. As the ceremony closed, we turned our tassels and threw our hats in the air. I lost mine. So I went searching for it, knocking down chairs. That was my hat. Haha. Afterwards, flowers and pictures and hugs and congrats were everywhere. Later that day, Maren and I got to share our graduation party. There was so much food and fun and presents and foooddd. That night, I didn't come home. Partyyyy.
During the summer, I turned 18! That was a big step. I got to share it with special people and was treated well. And now that I was 18, along came so much more freedom. Summer was good. Really good. I miss summer. And during that time, my room became more and more cluttered with college stuff and boxes and suitcases and all that I would need. It started to be exciting... but I also started to get scared out of my mind. A good scared.
The day I left for Rexburg, Idaho, was one of the hardest days of my entire life. Saying goodbye to my brothers was harder for me, because I think for them it hadn't set in yet. It wasn't real for them until I was actually gone. As I got in the car, that was jam packed with my belongings, I cried and cried. And my mom thought it'd be funny to take a picture. Real funny, ma. I forgave her. Though no one will ever see those pictures. Saying goodbye to my dog was even difficult! Driving out of my driveway... I am pretty sure I almost died. But I made it to Rexburg eventually and it has become a second home. Kinda.
First semester took me for a spin. I'm not exactly sure how I'm still alive and breathing after it. I found out who I am.... and who I wasn't. The things I won't ever be. I found out what is important. And Heavenly Father took me from the path I was on, to this new path I'm still trying to figure out how to walk on. It's kind of humorous.... how Heavenly Father works. Obviously, I don't know my plan at all, so I'm just blindly following. Faith is key, I guess. But first semester, even though it was the most tough, crazy, and difficult start..... turned out to be the most wonderful experience I could ever have at college. I guess that's why I find it so hard to adjust to this new semester.
Going home for Thanksgiving and Christmas made me realize how much I love home and where I come from. I am so extremely blessed and I am eternally grateful for the life I live. During Christmas break, our family watched home videos, and I was so happy to just know that I have one of the greatest families on this earth. And this great family gets to go to heaven together to be an eternal family. Through thick and thin, tough times and happy times, they're the only people I run to, and I feel so safe whenever I am home. I can't wait to see them in April.
My last wonderful experience of 2012, was New Years Eve. I had been pondering in my head a lot what I could do to free myself from past experiences and memories that were weighing down on me. I made the concious decision to stop letting certain things control me- that I could be sad and think about whatever I wanted, but that I had to let it all go.... and move onward. And I did. As soon as it hit 2013- I was free.
I am so happy to be who I am. For what I've experienced, known, and for whatever is up next for me. It could be a mission. It could be more school. It could be whatever else. I don't know! Maren was saying the other day in a letter, that we're at the age where we can do anything, be anything, choose anything, and try anything we want! Whether it's making the huge decision to go on a mission, study abroad, switch colleges, or you know- just maybe find the one and get hitched and start a family! It's so wonderful because it's our choice. And that's also why it's the most terrifying thing in the world. So here's to a new year. What's up next for me? I don't know. I turn 19 in July. Maybe I'll go serve the Lord by going on a mission? Maybe I'll do more schooling? Maybe I'll like, out of the blue, meet my husband? Haha, not likely, but YOU NEVER KNOW! But Heavenly Father does. So this new year is a year of faith, and true dependance on Him, to get me where I need to be. Peace out 2012. Hello 2013.
So, I was thinking. We're about 17 days into the new year. It really does feel like a new year. I just started my second semester of college here at BYU-I. It's full of mixed feelings. I came to really love my roommates last semester, met new people that I eventually came very close with, and discovered how much I can truly handle. And now that's all gone. Along with a new year, came a new track of new roommates, new people that I haven't connected with, but... I'm still learning how much more I can handle... and what I can't. But today as I was walking home from campus, I thought alot about my 2012. The people that came into my life, and the people that left my life. The memories I created, and the memories that still hold great value to me. The hardships and trials I somehow survived. And every single experience that made for one heck of a year. I really can't believe that it's a new year. Where did 2012 even go? I would like to list the things I experienced, felt, and learned.
At the beginning of the year, I got to be a member of the Molahiette Dance Team. That had been a huge dream of mine since I saw them perform for our school my freshman year. In 2011, during the summer, we had worked our butts off, I swear- like every day. As we came into the new year, it was competition season. Was I scared? Nah... maybe a little bit. I've never known the feeling of confidence like I did on that team. With each daily practice and monthly competition, I learned the important lesson of hard work, dedication, and courage. There was nothing that could compare to the way I felt walking on with my team each time to perform. I was never scared that we would make fools of ourselves, I could feel the confidence and excitement just surging through each of us as we danced. It was THE COOLEST thing I've ever felt. And it only took us on to State and Nationals, where we walked away with happiness and, oh you know, championship titles. There are a lot of people that don't understand why we feel the way we feel being a part of that team... only my former and fellow Molahiettes can completely relate and undertand. So, 2012 gave me the opportunity to do what I love and gave me experiences that made my Senior Year so special.
Also, at the beginning of January, I was accepted into BYU- Idaho. And at that point, I really had no idea what I was getting into. I was so happy to recieve that acceptance letter. My Mom and Grandma cried. I can't believe that's in been a whole year since I've been accepted. My whole senior year I prepared for college and tried my best to stay focused on my ending career of high school. I remember that last stretch, I was so excited to graduate, and to move on to BYU-Idaho.
Graduation day came. June 2. I had done it! Four whole years. Bleh. I just remember being unbelievably happy walking with my cousin Maren down the field. Okay no, we skipped and danced and victory bumped all the way to our seats. The graduation ceremony was windy and crazy and so fun. We stood up at one point and did a flash mob. Except of course, our senior class being as lame and too cool as we are, only like 50 people stood up and actually did it. I did it proudly. I was recognized that day as a Molahiette and for the State and National Championship. Another proud moment. As the ceremony closed, we turned our tassels and threw our hats in the air. I lost mine. So I went searching for it, knocking down chairs. That was my hat. Haha. Afterwards, flowers and pictures and hugs and congrats were everywhere. Later that day, Maren and I got to share our graduation party. There was so much food and fun and presents and foooddd. That night, I didn't come home. Partyyyy.
During the summer, I turned 18! That was a big step. I got to share it with special people and was treated well. And now that I was 18, along came so much more freedom. Summer was good. Really good. I miss summer. And during that time, my room became more and more cluttered with college stuff and boxes and suitcases and all that I would need. It started to be exciting... but I also started to get scared out of my mind. A good scared.
The day I left for Rexburg, Idaho, was one of the hardest days of my entire life. Saying goodbye to my brothers was harder for me, because I think for them it hadn't set in yet. It wasn't real for them until I was actually gone. As I got in the car, that was jam packed with my belongings, I cried and cried. And my mom thought it'd be funny to take a picture. Real funny, ma. I forgave her. Though no one will ever see those pictures. Saying goodbye to my dog was even difficult! Driving out of my driveway... I am pretty sure I almost died. But I made it to Rexburg eventually and it has become a second home. Kinda.
First semester took me for a spin. I'm not exactly sure how I'm still alive and breathing after it. I found out who I am.... and who I wasn't. The things I won't ever be. I found out what is important. And Heavenly Father took me from the path I was on, to this new path I'm still trying to figure out how to walk on. It's kind of humorous.... how Heavenly Father works. Obviously, I don't know my plan at all, so I'm just blindly following. Faith is key, I guess. But first semester, even though it was the most tough, crazy, and difficult start..... turned out to be the most wonderful experience I could ever have at college. I guess that's why I find it so hard to adjust to this new semester.
Going home for Thanksgiving and Christmas made me realize how much I love home and where I come from. I am so extremely blessed and I am eternally grateful for the life I live. During Christmas break, our family watched home videos, and I was so happy to just know that I have one of the greatest families on this earth. And this great family gets to go to heaven together to be an eternal family. Through thick and thin, tough times and happy times, they're the only people I run to, and I feel so safe whenever I am home. I can't wait to see them in April.
My last wonderful experience of 2012, was New Years Eve. I had been pondering in my head a lot what I could do to free myself from past experiences and memories that were weighing down on me. I made the concious decision to stop letting certain things control me- that I could be sad and think about whatever I wanted, but that I had to let it all go.... and move onward. And I did. As soon as it hit 2013- I was free.
I am so happy to be who I am. For what I've experienced, known, and for whatever is up next for me. It could be a mission. It could be more school. It could be whatever else. I don't know! Maren was saying the other day in a letter, that we're at the age where we can do anything, be anything, choose anything, and try anything we want! Whether it's making the huge decision to go on a mission, study abroad, switch colleges, or you know- just maybe find the one and get hitched and start a family! It's so wonderful because it's our choice. And that's also why it's the most terrifying thing in the world. So here's to a new year. What's up next for me? I don't know. I turn 19 in July. Maybe I'll go serve the Lord by going on a mission? Maybe I'll do more schooling? Maybe I'll like, out of the blue, meet my husband? Haha, not likely, but YOU NEVER KNOW! But Heavenly Father does. So this new year is a year of faith, and true dependance on Him, to get me where I need to be. Peace out 2012. Hello 2013.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
30 Things I am Thankful For.
Well, there are 30 days in November, and it's basically the month of thanks. And I'd feel completely selfish if I didn't express my gratitude for the things I have, and things that have happened this year. So, here goes! And there will be simple, silly things... but I am super thankful for those too.
1. My Family
1. My Family
2. My Sister Maren
3. My Best Friend, Liza B
4. My Horse Preza
5. T-Swizzie
6. My Wonderful Roommates
7. Having Chayla at College With Me
8. My Brothers that I Miss Terribly
9. The Rexburg Temple
10. My Home
11. My Dear Mom
12. My Amazing Dad
13. My Dog Zeke
14. My Beautiful Friends
15. The Portland Temple (Because I'm getting married there someday.)
16. BYU-Idaho. Yes, I'm thankful to be at college.
17. My Glory Days
18. My Grandpa Who Survived Some Major Health Problems & Surgery
19. My Little Sha-Rae-Rae Whose Getting Baptized This Month
20. Dove Chocolate.... Not just for the chocolate, but the quotes.
21. Cows, because they give me steak.
22. My Roommate Kelsey, For Setting the Example and Going on a Mission! (Her call should be here VERY SOON).
23. SO GRATEFUL for Graduating High School. Peaced Outta that Place.
24. My Extended Family
25. Both sets of Grandparents. I Don't Have a Picture of My Other Grandparents, For Some Odd Reason. I Love Mimi and Bampa, and Grandma and Pa!
26. Getting Care Packages, Oh so Often. (From so Many Family Members.)
27. Kid History, For It's Clean and Hilarious Humor.
28. Olive Garden, For It's Tasty Food.
29. America.
30. My Savior Jesus Christ.
This one is probably my favorite...
There are so many other things I am grateful for in my life, and I know that I cannot count them off because there are so many. I am so blessed. Happy Thanksgiving Month!
Ps. I can't wait to be home with family in 10 days!!!!
Monday, October 8, 2012
Somehow survivin'.
Well, I started to write a blog about when I went home two weekends ago, and I got all the way to the end of that blog (and might I add, I worked SUPER hard on it, and put a ton of effort into it) AND IT SOMEHOW DELETED ITSELF. I was very upset. Soooo, lemme try again?
THE WEEKEND I WENT HOME.
THE WEEKEND I WENT HOME.
Supermodel shot at Butte, Montana rest stop. Hah.
I am so grateful that these girls let me tag along.
After surprising my family at the Moses Lake football game on Friday night, I got to sleep in the next day, AND my little brother Landon made me some breakfast. :)
Got to visit my sweet little Preza. Or as Maren says, Prezzy Dezzy.
Caught up with my grandma, she makes sure I got some snacks in my belly.
Got to see just a lil' bit of our home sunsets. Tugged at my heart a little.
Meet my best pal, Daddy.
The always handsome brother Joshie on his big night. So glad I got to come home to see him all fancied up.
My beautiful cousins. (I was all dressed up from a baptism.)
The truth about our relationship. I adore him, and well, he adores me too. ?
bwahaha. (yes Maren, sound it out.)
By far, it was one of the best weekends of my life. I got to go home, surprise the family, be with family, and just enjoy the comforts of home. I got a spiritual reboost, and found peace there in which I had needed. Families are forever. I am so blessed. Knowing that I have this home to return to, and this amazing family to call my own, makes everything all better. I may not necessarily be "homesick", but I'll be more than happy at anytime to go home. In fact, I'm going home in two weeks. :)
Now. Not only did I get to have the home weekend, I got to have the Maren weekend. Just about 42 hours ago. And may I say, what an amazing weekend it turned out to be. I'll let the pictures speak for itself!
Reunited. <3
The long, awaited hug.
She's still the cutest lil' girl.
I got to meet this amazing girl Miry, also known as... Mae Mae. This is the sweet girl who took care of my Mare during their summer semester. She is the coolest. I was actually REALLY sad to leave her. Hence the saddness in my face. I love Miry Mae Mae. Maren was right, she is one of the most awesome girls we'll ever know.
I even was able to spend one night, all of us together, minus some, but still together.
And then the weekend was over, and it was time for me to go. :( Saying goodbye is STILL hard.
But... on the way back to Rexburg, we stopped and admired this new, beautiful temple. Brigham City. Moses Lake next?
Just feeling thankful and full of gratitude!
It's strange, I've been having a lot happen to me in my first year of college. Whether it's hard things or happy things, or just flat out dumb things that I can't control- Heavenly Father hasn't been letting me suffer. Like at all. I've had a lot change in less than two months. More just less than a month. Different things have broken my heart, or put me to the test, but for some bizarre reason, I'm okay. Guys, I'm surviving! Haha. Just recently my life has become hectic and things that I never saw coming are just happening left and right, but Heavenly Father has just been handing me opportunities to feel okay. I got to go home and recieve guidance and love from my family, and this past weekend I got to have fun with my friends and meet new people and know that there IS life outside of mine. Life goes on. And through it all, I've had Heavenly Father to lean on. If there is one thing that I learned from General Conference this weekend, it's that OUR time isn't the LORD'S time. He has a plan for us that we can't see, and we just need to put our trust in Him and that's exactly what I've done. I've left it up to him. He'll take care of me and keep His promises, if I will continually try to better myself and have full faith in Him. I do not need to fear or be unhappy, because Heavenly Father is stirrin' up some big plans for me. And I can't wait to find out what that is. He knows what I want, and He will wait til He sees what is fit for me at the right time. My testimony is growing stronger and stronger by the day, and I know He listens to me. I may think that a certain something needs to be in my life at this time, but He might see it a little different. He knows what's best, and that is all I want. I am extremely grateful for the power of prayer, and for the blessings and answers I recieve. Life is just fine. Life is good. I'm growin', I'm survivin'.
Somehow.
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