Adios Amigos. Actually.

I want to go homeeeee. I haven't been home since Christmas. I know I shouldn't complain because lots of people go much longer than seven months without being home, but oh well. I'm complaining anyway.

I miss Waterton. I miss my cute little uniform that I got to wear all last summer. Oh and by cute I mean ugly. But wonderful nonetheless. I miss the mountains. I miss the smell of crisp air in the morning. I miss the deer. I miss the freezing cold lake. I miss Big Scoop. I miss Scrubway. I miss Pat and Ralph, and Anders. I miss the campground Kiosks. I miss being greeted at the gate by Bart, or Ethan. I miss the cute little movie theater. I miss the golf cart, and the club car. I miss Crandell and seeing 9283749238 bears on the drive there. I miss spraying down the bathrooms and squeegie-ing the camp kitchens. How the heck to you spell squeegie? I miss angry campers. Okay mostly I miss telling everyone about the crazy campers. I miss everything. I had the best job last summer. Ever. Confession: I have a dream about once a week that I am all geared up in my green pants and polo, cruising the campground on the golf cart like a champ. Seriously miss it.

I miss Cardston, all lit up at night. I miss driving and seeing the temple glowing. I miss my giant bed and how it feels like a cloud. I miss the unpredictable weather. I miss being able to be outside and not have to worry about all my makeup dripping off my face from humidity. I miss rootbeer slurpees from Reddi Mart. I miss BBQing with my dad in the backyard. I miss tanning with my mom on the deck. I miss my besties. I miss having sleepovers and watching movies all day. I miss not having to study for tests. I miss not having to wake up early. I miss the colorful Canadian currency. I miss saying garbage instead of trash, and bayg and flayg instead of bAAG and flAAAg without being laughed at.

I miss Canada. I want to go home. Texas is lovely and I am loving my time here, but it simply is just not home. Okay now that I have that all out, I should go pack because I am going home in two days! =)



I really can't think of a title because this is really short.

Someone please grant me patience to survive these next seven months.



Because I miss Cody. Accept it.

Don't say you haven't been warned.

Memory lane.
Well its 2 am and my heart hurts because I am missing Cody tonight. I have been doing that a lot lately. I think maybe it's because he is actually coming home soon(ish) and I am starting to get excited/nervous. 
Did you know he will be home in 204 days?
Okay so I guess I don't know for sure when he will be home yet.. but 204 more or less.
To most, I'm sure, that seems ridiculous.. 
but when you compare it to 731, it's really not very many days.
 In fact, that number seems quite small. =)
Maybe that is what has been picking at my mind. 
A return date would be nice. I like knowing things.
Anyway.  What I'm here for..
Story time.

So a little over two years ago, I was really sad. Looking back, I realize it was silly to be so sad but, my eighteen year old heart was quite broken it seemed.
Cody and I weren't dating at the time, but he was still very important to me and always remained a good friend through the ups and downs, even when I didn't deserve it.

We were in Waterton, and he knew I was sad so he was just keeping me company because he's a good friend like that. We decided to go for a walk. I was kind of cold so I took the big down-filled comforter off of my bed and wrapped myself up inside. We walked to the docks overlooking the lake and then decided to just lay down and talk.
He didn't have to ask why I was sad because he already knew, and even though it hurt him that I was sad, he just let me be sad and he let me talk about it. He offered advice, but he also just listened. I remember him scratching my back and then I remember him holding my hand. Not in a romantic sort of way, but in a "I'm your friend and I'm not leaving you because I know you need someone" sort of way. Sometimes thats all you need.
I shared my blanket with him and we just stayed there side by side.
I think I cried for a while. It's definitely possible.
Cody listened to every single reason why I was sad, even though it broke his heart to hear. We just stayed there on the docks, looking at the stars, and talking for hours and hours. 
That was the night I knew that Cody was for real. 
He wasn't going anywhere.
He showed me what unconditional love was.
Even though I didn't deserve a friend like him
even though I had hurt him
even though he loved me and I wasn't quiiite ready to love him back
even though I was silly and lost
even though I was immature and confused and blind
he was there for me.
Every single day.
He always said someday I would see 
Well, he was right..
and sure didn't take long. 
And that is why, nearly eighteen months of being apart, I haven't been able to come close to replacing him.
I don't know what's going to happen when he gets home, but I am sure excited to find out.
And I think that no matter what happens,
 he will always be that friend that is always there.
He's a keeper I think.



It's okay to like things that other people don't.

Something that makes me crazy is when people aren't themselves. I have posted about this so many times before. I go through phases I guess, and I should probably stop letting this bother me because it's never going to go away. It just makes me so sad to see people who don't know who they are .. and then they end up just latching onto the personality or life or ideas of someone else.
I can't even imagine how much that would suck. Seriously.
Everyone is different. It's better that way.
Sure, trends happen. Fads happen. Styles come in and out and some things are just popular.
It happens. And there's nothing wrong with that.
But for goodness sakes, that still leaves room to be a little unique.

I just wish everyone would:

say whats on their mind
dress how they want to dress
do what they want to do
love the things they want to love

It's okay to like things that other people don't.
It's okay to not like things that other people do.
Really. Thats what keeps things interesting.
Too many people are concerned with conformity.
Doing whatever it takes to fit in.
To not be noticed.
Or worse,
Seeing what makes others stand out and then using that same thing to make yourself stand out?
That doesn't count.
I know maybe it's hard, but it's not impossible.
Find what makes you different from everyone else. That's what makes you you.
Find that thing and embrace it.
Wear the ugly shoes.
Listen to that strange song.
Realize you don't actually like the new Katy Perry song, and don't be afraid to admit it.
Eat that odd food.
Wear that unknown perfume.
Listen to that old song.
And stop worrying about what everyone else is doing.
Okay thanks. =)


I'm going to the beach today.
I don't think I will be getting in the water though. 
You see, we will be fishing for sharks.
Yes, sharks.
Luring them to the shore.
I will stay on the shore thankyouverymuch.
Wish me luck; it's supposed to be a hundred degrees.
Plus humidity.

I might die. From a shark... or heat. Either way.
I might die.
If I do, it was nice knowing y'all
even though I don't really know y'all.

Happy Saturday!


If only it rained more in Texas

It's thundering outside and I had a three hour nap.
It's a good day.



Not too shabby..

What makes today good.

1. Finding out I actually passed two tests I thought I failed. Two tests I was sure I failed. I'm so glad I didn't study any longer than necessary.
2. Canada day cupcakes. I wish I had a picture to post. Let's just say beavers and hockey sticks were involved. 
3. No school tomorrow. NO SCHOOL TOMORROW. Yay. I might have to suntan since how I have not spent any time outside since May.
4. I have clean laundry. Hallelujah. This is a feat for me. Not having a washer and drier has proven to be quite a frustration. Ohhh the life of a poor college student. 
5. I got a letter from Cody. And even though I have received 80+ letters from him now, I STILL get just as excited to see an envelope addressed to me sitting in the mailbox.



Liebster Award

Sometimes I get nominated for awards on blogger and it makes my whole day. I haven't been nominated for a while (that I know of..) probably due to the fact that I haven't been as active in the blogworld as I used to be. When I saw this tag I was quite excited. I received, from Chrissie from Life with Ze Riberts, the Liebster Award!

This is the description which I got from Chrissie's page.

The Liebster Blog Award is given to upcoming bloggers who have less than 200 followers. The Meaning; Liebster is German and means sweetest, kindest, nicest, dearest, beloved, lovely, kind, pleasant, valued, cute, endearing and welcome.

(Aww so kind. =) )

Here are the rules for receiving this award:
 1. Each person must post 11 things about themselves.
2. Answer the questions the tagger has set for you plus create 11 questions for the people you've tagged to answer.
3. Choose 11 people and link them in your post.
4. Go to their page and tell them.
5. Remember, no tag backs!

11 Things About Me.

1. I have 43 pairs of underwear. Yeah, I counted. I don't think you can ever have too many.
2. I have two paintings of Audrey Hepburn in my room to remind me to stay classy. Also one poster in my living room.
3. I think I might really love animals and it breaks my heart when they are hurt or neglected. I went to the pound once. Worst decision ever. Soo sad. I didn't really know this about myself until recently.
4. I am waiting for a missionary. Yep.  I am I am. Took me until now, nearly 17 months of Cody being away, to outwardly admit that, but I am. Anything could happen once he returns, I know, but I'm still waiting to see what happens. I miss him a lot. He's been gone for 511 days incase you were wondering.  
5. I haven't been home for 179 days. 31 more and I will be home for three whole weeks.  =)
6. I don't really mind doing dishes just as long as they aren't all dried and haven't been sitting there for a long time. 
7. I don't really like breakfast foods. Pancakes, french toast, waffles... they all kinda just make me feel sick.
8. I am a visual learner, not an auditory learner. I realized that most of my life I have spent not paying attention in class because I just have to go back and memorize everything after anyway. Sure, to help me understand concepts if I stay really focused, listening in class helps me, but for memorizing purposes? I'm terrible. I can hardly even repeat a sentence back to someone right after they say it. I think maybe I'm ADD. 
9. I've only used a flat iron on my hair twice in about four months. 
10. Sarah and Bailey are my roomies. They're the best.
11. I remember my dreams probably 4/7 nights a week. Sometimes more.

Okay, here are Chrissie's questions for me.

1. You're about to be shipwrecked... Which 3 items do you grab? Why?
Letter binder. I'd keep it dry somehow. That thing isn't replaceable. 
Water bottle. I'm pretty grumpy when I'm thirsty plus I get terrible headaches when I don't have enough water and it makes everything else in life seem impossible to do.
A knife? Because it seems like a good idea.

2. What's your "guilty pleasure"?
I have so many. Pinterest. TV series. Chick flicks. Mint chocolate chip ice cream. Just to name a few.

3. How many parts of the country you're from have you visited? Where?
9/10 provinces. All except for Newfoundland. I better make it there someday. I also want to visit the three territories just because that would be amazing. I just love Canada.

4. What's your biggest pet peeve?
Having the envelope on your phone telling you there is a voicemail or a text. Some people leave that thing on there for weeks saying they have a voicemail. GAH. Just delete it! Okay I actually have a lot of pet peeves but thats the first thing I thought of. Another one that is huge, ever bigger than the envelope on the phone, is when people leave banana peels or apple cores sitting out. Oh my word. They start to stink and get all shrivelled up and look so nasty. Seriously people just throw them away. Or out the window. Or something... but do NOT leave them laying around!

5. How many times have you moved house? Have you ever moved to a different part of the country or even a different country all together?
Well, I lived in the same house my whole life growing up. Then I moved to Utah for a few weeks and moved back home because I got sick. And then I moved to Texas for school... then I moved to a bigger apartment. So however many that is. I hate moving.

6. What's your "catchphrase"?
I have no idea. I say "that's lovely" a lot I think?

7. Favourite thing about blogging?
It's a release. Such a good way to get my thoughts down and I love reading old posts and remembering exactly how I was feeling on that day. I also love comments! haha

8. Reality TV programs? Yay or Nay? (if yay what's your favourite one, if nay which one gets on your nerves the most)
Does Bachelor/Bachelorette count? Man I love that show. So dumb but so addicting. 

9. Do you have any allergies?
I do. I was born with a milk allergy that I semi-grew out of when I was about 10, however if I eat dairy products when I am sick or run down I have bronchospasms. Not fun. Also seasonal allergies. And kiwi makes my tongue get all prickly.

10. If you could choose anywhere in the world, but only one place, where would you visit? Why?
England. I want to go to England.

11. If you won the lottery, what would you spend your money on?
School first haha and then I'd definitely have to shop. Then maybe save for a house?

Okayyy here are my 11 questions!

1. What is the best book you have ever read?
2. Who was your first love? When? 
3. What is your worst fear?
4. Why do you blog?
5. What is the last movie you watched?
6. What part of your morning routine is essential?
7. Who has influenced your life the most?
8. What was your best birthday ever?
9. How many cell phones have you had in your lifetime?
10. How many times a day do you brush your teeth, and for how long? (be honest!)
11. How many pillows are on your bed?

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