Give Me A Break.

In a perfect world, Christmas break would be never ending and big girls named Angela Lynnette Auten would live at home with her mommy and daddy forever until Mr. Perfect or as Becky would dub him "MP" would come and sweep her off her feet and they would get married and live happily ever after. Instead, I have 4 more days in California with ideal weather until I have to return to BYU in Ewwtah and live with snow storms and douches named Fatty and other despicable boys and freeze my arse off daily. FMUL-Freak(not F*&@) My Utah Life. I'm already stressed about life when I get back there and I'm supposed to be on vacay now...what the crap is up with that? Let me just plan out some of my life when I get back to Ewwtah in case I forget things I was supposed to do and will be reminded when I thought I had done everything.

1. pay bills

2. buy groceries and get gas in my baby car

3. buy books and school supplies for new semester

4. get new mail key

5. buy shiz for Fatty's birthday (don't even ask me why I'm still being forced to participate in the dear child's birth-maybe he'll die before then and I'll get off easy but things like that never work in my behalf)

6. plan exercise and diet 

7. stick to above plan and lose excess weight (I've gained a good 10+ pounds since thanksgiving that i am not thankful for right now)

8. go join in Fatty's festivities even though I haven't seen him since he was a complete jerk to me.

9. try to relax before new semester starts (not very likely)

10. Try to have a great semester and spend time with friends that will be graduating soon and leaving me here (what will i do...seriously?)

11. prepare for EFY interview and get nerves out of my system.

12. keep a wicked awesome journal and blog when i have the time (aka less facie time)

13. burn old clothes and buy new ones.

14. make goals and aspirations list and hang up.

15. listen to music and remember to smile.

Think happy thoughts. That may be the single biggest challenge...ugh! I hope everyone has a good rest of the holidays and let's hope this new year will be freaking awesome! If not, just freaking kill me now.

Loves.

Dear Utard Drivers,

You suck. Please get off the roads when you see me enter them. Whilst driving tonight, some idiot driver decided to get over WITHOUT signaling OR looking. I honked yet they proceeded over before I could slow down. I had to swerve into the other lane with oncoming traffic and then back over before someone hit into me head on. Needless to say, I was thisclose to being in tears by the time I got to my parking spot safe haven in the JFSB underground heated parking garage. I know you think I don't know anything about Utah driving with my California plates but I do know some things that I learned in this thing called drivers ed akay? It's crazy driving peoples like that that make me wish my parents never forced me to get my license and that I could just have a personal chauffeur for the rest of my life. I may have to talk to my future lover about that. Oh, while stripping down my car searching for my mail key I hear my phone ringing like mad. Who is it? One of my dear EFY boys calling to tell me where he's going on his mission. My dear little Mike is off to Santa Rosa, California in March. I almost started crying like a proud little mother. During my last EFY week  in the "Night of Darkness" company, we had 3 boys named Michael that all went by Mike. I dubbed them Utah Mike, Big Mike, and Mike from the Dirty South. All 3 of them have gotten their mission calls and I've cried with joy over them all. I seriously had the greatest little EFY children even though most of them are taller and bigger than I am...sad I know. I love my "EFY Mike's" as well as all the rest of my EFY kids. They're just the greatest! I should get to bed now since my crazy teacher scheduled a final at 8 in the AM...really? What were you thinking when you decided to have an 8 AM final for college students? Needless to say, I've set like 5 million alarms on every device in the casa. Oh, and guess who's going home to California tomorrow? Just little old me. Yippee Skippy Peanut Butter. I hate peanut butter actually. But going home is at least worth the yippee and skippy right? I think so at least.

Finals are my Fav!

That may be that fattest lie ever but I have to believe that to get through the rest of this week. I go home on Thursday and I'm so freaking excited! Today while taking an exam, I discovered this little roll that I thought to be a roll in my shirt. I adjusted my shirt and it went away. When I looked down about 30 seconds later, it had reappeared...what the nasty right? So I, Angela Lynnette Auten indeed have rolls on my stomach when I sit down. I felt like crying but decided to take action instead. As of next week, I will be starting a hardcore diet until I lose at least 5 pounds. I will be running when I get back to California (where I'll actually be able to breathe) and maybe I can convince Tiggs to run with me! So I heard that my friend ran into Fatty and apparently he's had the flu for like ever and has lost tons of weight. I was like that probably made him so happy since he's practically anorexic. Then she was like "no, he was just sick" and taking his side...really? That annoyed me a ton but I try not to think about it so I'm not tempted to punch certain people in the face even though sometimes they SO deserve it. So I took my last religion exam today and I freaking ROCKED it! I wanted to jump for joy and like air guitar it but I decided not to to avoid being locked up for being a crazy.

Dear Baby Gummy Bears,

If you continue to make me gain weight like no other, I will have to cut eating a carton of you a week...sad day right? (It has to be your fault and not just the ice cream, pizza, otter pops, dr. pepper and all the other crap foods I consume right?)I hope you see things my way so we can continue our serious relationship. Keep this on the DL, but you satisfy me way better than any man has and that's saying something.

Love, Miss Angela Lynnette

PS-No matter what I do, I CAN'T stop thinking about EJ (Fatty's new nickname since he's basically anorexic now)...why? Stupid boy. I hate his yellow jeep. I hate his perfectly toned body. I hate the way he thinks he's fat even though he lives at the gym. I hate the perfect smile he has. I hate the way he says my phrases (only I can say "that's cute" and roll my eyes in my uber girly voice)...I wish all the hates were true but I REALLY love all those things about him...F. 

Note to Self.

Otter pops, pizza, dr. pepper, and baby gummy bears are NOT considered a meal.

House of the Rising Sun.

So the other day, my friend was looking for her glasses and so I searched everywhere in my apt and car for them and they were nowhere to be found. Then she called Fatty in hopes that they would be at his house. As usual, he didn't answer and this made me feel slightly better that he didn't respond to anyone and he didn't just hate me. Then a few minutes later, he texted her back. Are you fricking joshing me? I don't curse very often but this was a very "WHAT THE HELL?" moment in my day. So he must officially hate me. I've decided to seek my revenge by delivering him a power kick to his baby maker. No boy is allowed to not return the phone calls of Miss Angela Lynnette Auten...it's against the rules. I was so angered by this, I couldn't sleep and so at 5:40 in the AM I began to stretch. At 5:50 AM, I went running and did my usual run of 2 miles and then kept running and running and running. I probably would have ran all day but I'm pretty sure I would have come back an icicle. I was freezing and wasn't warm for quite so time but it felt dang good. I beat the sun in rising this morning. Accomplished? I think so.

What The Headache?

I currently feel like screaming at the top of my lungs my head hurts that bad. Too bad if I truly did that, my headache would only increase...gay. This week has been cray (yes, I meant to say cray not crazy) and this weekend hasn't been much better. I'm pretty sure my weekend was more stressful than the entire week (This may or may not have been because I procrastinated all my exams until friday and saturday...oops!) but I got through it none the less. I spent a lovely evening out with Musu and Arti (an Indian friend of his) at Olive Garden. The rest of the weekend was spent in bed (like not even kidding you people) and it was ok. A wonderful thing is I don't have any classes tomorrow...holla! The bestest part of my weekend though was when I logged onto facebook for the __th time and saw my notifications. One of my EFY boys from the "dirty south" had written on my wall. I was so excited since I love this boy so much and was like "oh EFY!" I read it and he said that he got his mission call is is going to be serving up in SLC speaking espanol, my fav language! I seriously balled my eyes out with joy as I wrote him back! Things like that just brighten my day and it was just the best thing ever! Thank goodness for the gospel and those willing to sacrifice time away from their lives to serve the Lord in spreading his word on the earth! 

El Fin De Semana.

So this week has been less crazy than last week but still just OOC. I secretly wanted Fatty to call me back but he never did (can you say D-BAG?) and so I was mildly annoyed about that. Then everything has just sucked this week for the most part. On Tuesday evening, I had a magical evening with the Roy Choudhuri's, Musu and Vish as we went out to dinner at IHOP. I was all upset about the whole Fatty situation but Kamil knew how to cheer me up perfectly...by making me laugh so hard I want to pee my pants. I thought IHOP was going to kick us out since we were all dying of laughter and I thought my sides were going to split open I was laughing so hard. The next morning, I woke up at 4:55 am to drive Vish to the airport since he was going back to India for a vacation. The rest of the week was blah but I went to Target today about bought The Dark Knight. I loved this movie and theatres and told myself that when it came out on DVD I would buy it but never did. Now I have something to do tomorrow night after my exam (I have 2 exams this weekend! What were my teachers thinking?) At least the weekend should be pretty good mind you it doesn't snow. On Friday, I have a ward thanksgiving dinner and I'm way excited for that. On Saturday, I'm supposed to go over to Fatty's house but I might get "deathly ill" between now and then depending on my mood that day. I'm not sure if I would get angry upset or sad upset. I guess we'll find out when I finally see him! 

Dear Headphone Companies

Please start including 1-year warranties (warranty is the weirdest word ever. it doesn't look like spelled correctly ever) when your faithful consumers buy headphones so they don't have to go through 5 pairs in 2 years akay? Love, your biggest customer.

PS-Driving to the SLC airport at 5 in the am is NEVER fun. I'm not too excited world.

Groove, Slam, Work It Back.

I may or may not be mildly obsessed with that song and a few others but what can I say: i LOVE musica. This weekend was so boring I almost killed myself...not really but nothing too exciting happened until Sunday (except I reconnected with Barnes & Noble since we've been taking time apart for no reason...yes, I have love affairs with bookstores since I can't get a real man but who cares right?) Today, I woke up and went to church and talked to my ex crush (I have a new crush every 3 days it seems like. By the time I graduate from BYU, I will have crushed on about 30 percent of the male population) and then Abby spotlighted me in RS and I got a free rice crispy treat...score right? Then I came home and planned on going to visit my dear friend Seany and baking cookies. I started to get everything out to make oatmeal cookies but guess who didn't have oats? (If you guessed me, add one point to your score). "NBD-no big deal" I thought as I decided to make brownies instead. Then I went to the fridge, reached down and guessed whose egg carton was missing? (If you guessed me again, you get another point...I suck at this game obv) Where the H did my eggs go? I had eggs last night when I went to bed so why are they gone now...stealy roommate? I went to her room and asked her if she knew where my eggs had gone. She CLAIMED she thought they were her eggs. "BS" I thought since my carton had my freaking name on them in pink highlighter and was in the trash hidden under everything (Gee...I wonder why) Then I decided to nap out my feeling after I made a delish lunch of spaghetti. I napped until I heard a knock on my door which was my roommate bringing me eggs. I then baked baby brownies and told my friend Seany I was coming over. Since parking at my friend's is cray cray, I decided to park at Fatty's so I called him to see if this would be ok. As expected, he didn't pick up. I was on my way over but then realized I had NEVER gone to Fatty's house by myself and didn't want to go inside without telling them first. I called again and he again didn't answer (He claims he's bad with phones yet every time I go over to his house, he's on his phone...hypocrite) So I called my friend and he said parking on the street would be fine since they don't start towing until 10 and it was only 8...phew! I was so grateful I 't have to go face Fatty alone since I hadn't seen him since he decided to be an immature brat that ignore people. Then I spent an enjoyable evening talking about life and watching the office (please watch the episode where michael falls in the koi pond and listen to stanley laugh about it. I have watched his laugh at least 10 times and I'm crying as I type just thinking about it) and reminiscing about the good old times like when we'd party all night and take pictures like the above at 2 in the AM. Sean Summerhays will always be one of my many BYU lovers. 

PS-I got up major courage and deleted Fatty's number from my phone. I may or may not regret that very soon but for now it feels dang good. It's like the kind of freedom you feel when you're 5 and take a picture with underwear on your head...victory!

Hallo-Ewwn?

So every kid has the year where they find out Santa isn't real, the Easter Bunny doesn't exist and Leprechauns and pots of golds aren't at the end of every rainbow. Halloween is one of my favorite holidays since I love getting all dressed up and just going out and partying it up with my friends. (Last year was the ultimate party year and I don't think it can be topped truly) This year, I started out being really excited but now Halloween is in 2 days and I'm not that excited. I don't even really want to go out and party. If there is any person that lives for a great party to get down at, it's me. I like OWN parties and shaking my booty. It's kind of what I do best. I have a feeling it might not be happening this year. I already bought my issue of Cosmo and I'm planning to get some ice cream from cold stone and take out Olive Garden. There's going to be a party in the Pink Room involving nail painting and movie watching and eating and magazine reading and maybe even a little dancing but nothing more...this doesn't seem very me but I'm just not in the mood this year. Halloween got like instantly overrated and I'm like the party aspect of it. I kind of want to go be a little prankster but we'll see how that goes. That seems like a much better idea to me already. Maybe instead of spending money on a costume, I'll spend it on car markers, silly string, confetti and other nasty disgusting things to ruin people's cars...ahaha! New Halloween tradition? I think so.

"Kids are Just Drawn to me. It's Something that I'm Blessed With"

Today I'm walking in to go do my volunteering and there's this black kid in the hallway so obviously he has to be my new favorite right. If he wasn't then, he was after we had the following conversation:

Adorable Black Child (ABC): Hi.

Self: Hi.

ABC: Are you a new teacher here?

Self: No, I'm just helping out but I'll be a teacher one day. Should I work here?

ABC: Yeah!

Dear ABC, you warmed my heart and I wanted to steal you and make you my child but resisted since that's not illegal or anything. I would never want to teach at that school and if I did , it would be for you. Kids are just the dang cutest and they make my life sometimes. It's a good thing since I'll be dealing with them everyday for the rest of forever. 

Ahaha, I Just Remembered...

This one time this past weekend when I got like negative hours of sleep (I was that tired) and Shels and I were driving past one of our fav places in Provo and this convo happened (Warning: This may not be funny to you but it makes me weep tears of joy thinking about it):

Shels: They would have a golf cart.

Self: I know right? Ridic. Must be Halloweens.

Shels: Yeah or it could be Diva's. Seriously, what don't those boys have?

Self: (Insert some deep thinking)...Umm, girlfriends?

This ended with us both laughing hard all the way home. Next time we see them, we'll have to bring this point up and then offer our availableness for them.

Getting the Hang of This Blog Thing.

So I finally discovered how to do cool things to your blog all by myself (since I'm not cool enough to do it the easy way and ask someone else for help) so now I'm like all the cool people with their awesome blogs (even though one day mine will be the coolest ever...duh!) and awesome lives. Lately I've been cravin everything from taquitos to Dr. Pepper to chili cheese fries. These cravings need to stop. If I were married and preggers, it would be fine but I'm single and very NOT pregnant so please end cravings. If I gave into all my cravings, I would be morbidly obese and eternally single...no thanks. The taquito craving is really intense though and may need to be cured ASAP. 

No Wonder I'm Still Single.

I happened to run into my dear friend Mustafa Kamil on campus today and he joined me while I ate a late lunch/early dinner in the Wilk. He needed to borrow my lappy so I gave it to him. After a minute, I see him freak out and give this face of sheer repulsion. I think he must have found something really cool online or something but when I glance at the compy screen, I just happen to see this picture and I laughed out loud thinking of the good times I had last halloween. He then said "Are you trying to make people never want to use your computer or something?" I laugh and said "No, why did it work?" He then replied "Kind of"...great. I think I'll remain single and take spastic pictures instead of taking "normal pictures" and bringing all the boys to the yard. At least Kamil teaches me cool things like how to call someone an idiot in Japanese and saying things like "It's fine, I'm from a 3rd World Country"...ahaha love it!

PS-Fatty and I are back to normal. He called me the other night and apologized. I'm still going to keep my heart hidden from him for awhile though.

He Would...

Ignore my phone calls and texts. Call me randomly and not respond. Be a complete loser and act like a child. 

You're freaking 26. Grow the F up...NOW!

PS-Driving home from school, I spied with my little eye his yellow jeep. I really considered keying his car and smashing out his brake lights but resisted...homo.

"This is Bad, Real Bad- Michael Jackson"

Hi world. So this blog title has been the story of my life for the past 24 hours...gross right? Anyone that knows me know I NEVER cry unless I'm in pain, about to get a shot, or a boy has hurt my heart. The other types of crying are definitely more artificial forms of crying that don't involve boxes upon boxes of tissues and headaches from countless hours of crying. So let me describe some events and see if you can make sense of them akay? 

Scene one: Myself and cheetah bestie go to my lover "Fatty" 's house to retrieve her plate. I am slightly annoyed since Fatty never responds to my texts or phone calls (he claims he never got them...can you imagine the nerve this child has?) and so I act like I'm annoyed and am so not in the mood to deal with Fatty and his incessant talking (I'm 99.9 percent sure he loves the sound of his own voice he talks that much) and we leave. I shoot him a text apologizing for my irritable behavior since I was upset and having mixed feelings on whether I like him or not. He texts me back and says it's fine and he doesn't hate me and if I need to talk, he's there...prec right?

Intermission: I call Fatty one night to ask him something but he's watching a movie so we text instead...normal right? I have normal Angie sass in my texting which he seems to be fine with.

 Scene Two: Movie night with the cheetah bestie and Fatty's sister. (In case you're that curious, we watched Bride Wars...so freaking adorable) Everything is fine and we are having a great night of girl bonding and then in walks Fatty. I get excited just knowing he's there. He is talking to his sister and then before he goes to join the boys for a night of male bonding, he decides to announce to the world that he's going to give my cheetah bestie a hug. He then continues to ignore my presence and announces to the world that he is off to his room that apparently he never leaves (I had said this in a previous text message and this is the only mention from him that would even come close to acknowledging my presence). I try and am successful in holding back the flood of tears that want to escape my eyes. My heart is starting to break at this point.

Intermission: Car ride home after movie night. I'm still in shock that he hasn't said anything to me but figure that his rude behavior was only triggered by mine the other night even though I had apologized and thought everything was fine. Cheetah bestie and I get to my apartment and we start talking about it for the Nth time trying to figure out what the F just happened. I start talking about it and almost start crying but since I have a fear of crying in front of others, hold back the tears as best as I can and say goodbye to the Cheetah bestie and escape into my apartment. 

Scene Three: I get to my bedroom and start to think about how good the night had been until Fatty came home. I know I had been a complete mother biotch the other night but I'm still a girl and when it comes to things like lovers, I can cry a river just like any normal girl. I texted Fatty but he didn't respond which is typical for him but when it comes to someone feeling hurt or being sad, usually he'll respond. (The other night, he told me that I am the type of person who uses anger to mask sadness...so true. So if you get that much about me, why the L do you feel the need to act like a complete douche?) The way he ignored me made me think of this time where this teacher asked me if I knew what it felt like to be invisible to other people. This thought made my eyes start to water and I knew the tears couldn't be kept at bay for much longer. I cried and I cried until I couldn't breathe and had to get tissue so I could clear my airways. I'm pretty sure I cried myself to sleep. When getting up for church, I sat up and all of a sudden had this mad rush of a headache come to my head and I almost vomited the pain was that intense. I then decided church was so not going to happen since someone would ask how I was and then the tears would start again. Then, I remembered how awful my night had been and the tears started again. I decided it was best to go back to bed so I feel asleep crying again. This cycle continued throughout most of the day. My HT's decided to pop over to meet me and I had to wipe my eyes and look like I hadn't been crying for the past 30 minutes...geez louise. Then I had to do some hw and started to have a life even though thinking of how gay Fatty is being is still bringing tears to my eyes at least once an hour...ridic. 

I effing hate the fact that for some reason Fatty is hating me right now. I called him (he didn't answer naturally) and left him a V-mail saying that I want to talk so we'll see how that goes (he'll most likely claim he never received it). I wish this would be resolved since I have 2 exams, 2 classes, volunteer work, an appointment, FHE, and a job interview tomo. If I suck at everything or have another BD tomo, I'm going to seriously consider (but never actually do) going over to his house, trashing his room, keying his yellow jeep and slashing his tires. If there's one girl who doesn't do well being ignored, it's me. It kills me one the inside like a lot. I just pray that I can get through tomorrow fine. Alright world, peace and loves yo.

Slack Off Much?

So I will accept the fact that I procrastinate EVERYTHING and that I am the ultimate slacker/putter-offer ever but it's me so NBD right? So somehow September is already over and we're almost a good week into October! I'll bring you up to speed on the top 10 things in my life since school has started akay? 

Let's begin shall we? 

1. Shellie Revior

2. Sonic Happy hour

3. Rik and Michelle Roy Choudhuri's wedding

4. Deer sighting

5. Playboy Mansion

6. Naps in the "Pink Room"

7. Dannon Le Creme Raspberry yogurt

8. Sour Watermelons

9. My dream True Religion jeans

10. Buttwarmers in my car

School is pretty much kicking my rear but General Conference was AWESOME this weekend! Henry B. Eyring gave a rocking talk and Jeffrey R. Holland's testimony of the BOM was one of the strongest I have ever heard. Tears were almost running down my face. SO good. Last night, I went out with Shel's and Jesse's adorable little sister Marion and it was so fun. I love those Young Children. Me gusta mucho especially Fatty...rawr! I kind of want to marry him...but he's says he can't be seduced...I guess we'll find out! Loves!

Where Did Spring Go?

So for the past few weeks, my life has been beyond crazy. I went on a random roadtrip to Sin City which had all the potential to be a blast until my car decided to break down and we were stranded there for almost a week broke...not so bueno. Then my parents came to visit/pick up my car/go to my nephew Ethan's baptism. That was fun. Then I have been working in the SAB cleaning from 4-8 in the freakin AM! Gross right? Yeah, and the best part is when all the hot athletes come to work out and you literally rolled out of bed for a paycheck, you can only imagine. My dear friend Julie Michelle got her mission call to Armenia and leaves in October. It will be so sad without her but she will be a rocking missionary. Spring classes were going great but ever since the Vegas trip, I've been working my arse off to get the grades I need to do well enough in my classes and the last day of finals in tomorrow! AHH, I NEED MORE TIME POR FAVOR! Friday morning is my last day of work and then I go home to California leaving my worries behind (except EFY stuff) and having some fun in the sun with the fam bam. Then I come back to Utah in a week from Friday, do some EFY training on Saturday morning and then start  the craziness and fun that is EFY on Sunday! Stay tuned for the latest summer adventures of yours truly. 

PS-In July, my fam is coming and going to Wyoming and Montana and going "real" camping. Not the kind in your backyard, not the cabin kind, but real hardcore camping. Like the bring your bugspray, sleep on the ground in sleeping bags, don't shower for days, look freak nasty, and no communication with the outside world kind of deal...will I survive? Goodness gracious. I hope so.

Dairy Queen.

Oh my gosh. I totally forgot to tell this craziness until right as I was hittting post. So after work, we go to Dairy Queen and they tell us the restaurant is closed but we can walk up to the drive thru window. As everyone is deciding what they are ordering, this crazed Mexi-G comes up and starts yelling at the other Mexi-G working the drive thru. They both get all heated and I just pray neither of them will pull a gun and start blasting everyone in sight. Then I guess they both went and yelled it out or something and then they drive thru Mexi-G comes back and continues to calm down and talk our orders. By that time, my appetite is gone and I'll just be happy if I leave their with my life. Last time I go there after 11:30...who would have guessed that would happen in Provo? NOT me.

PS-Walking between there and home I saw 8 police cars. Coincidence? I think not.

Work.

So today I walk into work and expect to see my boss Tom and instead see this bald guy and I'm like "Apparently they hire substitute bosses...weird" and start getting all the supplies I need. Then a few minutes later everyone else walks into work and discovers the "not Tom bald guy substitute boss" and we all start wondering what's going on. Then Vish says that Tom works in the Smith Fieldhouse and that's our new boss and I'm like "yeah right Vish, you're full of crap" only to find out a few minutes later the truth to this. Then Garth starts going on about how whenever bald new boss decides the "bossing job" is too much for his (he's a grad student) that he'll quit and the crew will basically cease to exist. We all don't say anything to them but go and have semi private convos about how this is the end of the world basically and we all plan to start looking for new jobs the next day. Later new boss guy comes and talks to Vish and basically says that he's staying until the end of summer term but then that we will be on a later shift (9-1) during spring term and a super early shift (4-8am) during summer. This is perfect since I only need the job for spring term but since he'll probably only need 7 kids and there are 9 of us staying...no bueno. Since I was the last to get hired, guess who would go first...yay me (NOT)! I really really really hope he can let me stay on until the term ends since I really need the money. If not, I'd like to know now so that I can find a job before all the good ones are gone. And I thought I wouldn't have to worry about this again until fall term...joy.

Oh Em Gee.

So after waiting half my life to finally find out, I finally received an email today saying that I'm going to be an EFY counselor this summer! It was like the happiest thing ever and I probably should have celebrated but the celebration can wait until tomorrow. This summer is going to rock! It's going to be such a fun and rewarding experience and I can hardly wait for it to be June already! 

PS-I found this out when I was in the library and had the most ridiculous yet totally satisfied smiles on my face and I'm pretty sure anyone that witnessed this didn't believe I could smile until then. 

4 Months.

So anyone that knows me knows all about my "crush" on a little boy (he's 20) who I will list as JMB. I'm the worst at writing people via snail mail but when people are on their missions, this tends to be the primary method of communication. I last received a letter from him in late December and sadly, it took me more or less 4 months to write him back...oops! Sorry friend. I still heart you.

Update.

So I've been busier than busy and haven't had much time to just do nothing and signed on here thinking the last time I had written was around November or December when in actuality I haven't since January! I could hardly believe it but wow! I will give you a brief on the latest in my life for the past 6 months...geez!

October-School, Job hunting and Halloween. I was a little devil and went out with my girls on Hallows eve and danced it up. On halloween, Rik, Vish, Sampy and I headed to a dance party at the Hollywood house and got down for about 3 hours. Then we drove to the hot springs in Midway and had so much fun (If you've never been, you should go) and then stopped at Denny's on the way home. 

November-School and Thanksgiving and no snow yet! I flew home for thanksgiving and got to spend almost a week with my family. We had such a great time and so many happy memories to share together, The day before I went back everyone but Kira, Grant and I got sick so Kira and I went shopping and had so much fun together. 

December-School, End of semester craziness and Christmas vacation. I got to go home for Christmas vacation and it was so much fun. I loved spending time with my family and my brother and his family came from Virginia and it was so fun to see how grown up my nieces and nephews were. We had so much fun playing to gether and hanging out in the snow up at out house in Lake Arrowhead. I saw this boy that I had been in love with before his mission and he still looks dang good after, During Christmas break, I met up with Rik, Moi, Raylene, and their "friend from Indonesia". I knew that Hendra, another kid from Indonesia came to California with them too so I didn't think anything of it. When they came to my house, I looked out and Mustafa was there! I was so happy and ran over to him and gave him a huge hug. It haven't seen him since June so it seemed like forever. It was a great vacation nonetheless.

January-School starts again, snow, accident, and my 21st birthday! I came back from Christmas break and their was just snow everywhere! I was sad but we decided that for my birthday I would come home. I planned to have a pre-birthday party with friends since I wouldn't be there for my actual birthday. When I was out delivering flyers, a car hit into me and smashed my car's door in on the passenger side and the window shattered too. I was really scared but super calm in the situation. On January 19th, I had friends over for cake and snacks and just to hang out. It was so much fun. Then on the 22nd, I flew home to California and got to be with my family for my birthday. The next day, Dos (Brayden), Tiggy Rache/Tiggs (Kira), Los/Ney Ney (Grant) and Pasc (Owen) all went to Disneyland together on my birthday. It was such an awesome day. I was glad I got to spend my birthday with them and it was something I will always remember. We got soaked but it was still worth it. When mom and Kelley came to get us, mom's car wouldn't start and we had to have the towing guy bring us a new car battery. It was a crazy but fun day. Then the day before I left we got to do some shopping and went to "The Boat" or Clearman's Galley. It was so crowded but so good, I loved it, It was one of the best weekends of my life.

February-School, Dramarama, and V-day-Lately Rik has been a little heartbreaker and causing drama with Raylene and it's been crazy. She got super upset and decided to go back to California for awhile. Then he asked Michelle to be his girlfriend and she said yes. I'm so happy for him. They're so cute together and it's good to see him so happy. On valentine's day, we went to see Confessions of a Shopaholic...story of my life. I loved it! It was so much better than I thought it would be. Then we went to eat at Sam Hawk, a korean restaurant, It was really good, I got fried rice since I didn't want to venture out and try other things but the sides they gave us were really good.

March (thus far)-School, New roommate, jobs, and Girl's Night-So my roommate Margarita got a job at the University Hospital in SLC and she found a girl to buy her contract so she moved out. She's been such a great roommate and is such a good person so I'll miss her a lot. The new roommate is a girl named Alexia from South Korea. She's 30 but really adorable and so nice. She is already bored with Utah and going back on May 27th or earlier. So I applied for EFY in November to be a counselor and had an interview in January and it went well or so I thought. I just got an email back telling me to submit job papers and I did so it was amazing and I really hope I get it. Also, I visit my friends work a lot and their boss decided to offer me a job and I start April 1st. I never wanted to work as a teenager or ever but I'm really excited to start soon and hope I found out EFY's final decision soon. On Friday 3/13, Cindy, Taylor, and I went to a dance party at Alpine Village and had so much fun, Chelsea and some guys Julie knows met us there and we danced until around 1. Then they came back to my apartment and we talked and stuff about how much we miss living together and ate sour watermelon and just had so much fun thinking of old times and did our infamous hickey tradition...good times.

Life is crazy but going pretty well for me right now. I kind of have a crush on this boy in my ward and it's really bad because he graduates in April and I'll never see him again but I keep having to decide if I like him or not...enough of this constant crush battle.