September 27, 2011
September 18, 2011
Break.
I've decided to take a hiatus from dating. I seem to say that a lot. Accept this time last year I was loving my dating life. Currently, I'm wondering what it is about me that attracts the strangest ones? Because I need to change that asap. I'm just going to recap my last two dates to prove that I shouldn't be in the dating world.
Enter Jonny. A nice returned missionary. He served his mission with my twin, Sarah. He added me on FB because he's friends with Sar and wrote me the cutest email a boy has sent me in a long time. I agreed to go on a date with him in Park City a few Saturdays a go. Jonny text me and asked if I'd want to go camping with him and his friends the night before PC and that I could bring a friend with me if I wanted. I agreed, I brought Ashton. Jonny comes to Logan and picks me and Ashton up. Then tells us that to get to the camp site it's a 4 mile hike to get there. At this point, we're still game. So we put all of Ashton's things from her duffle bag into one of my school backpacks and decide to leave. On our way there he says he wants to go long boarding first. So we long board for about twenty minutes. We FINALLY hit the road up to Tony's Grove around 5:30ish. We reach our destination where we'll leave the car for the night and putting on our back packs when Jonny proclaims that he forgot the food and water. How do you forget food and water? I'm physically active, so I'm thinking it's going to be okay we'll get to the camp and have his friends' food. No big deal, right? Wrong. When we finally get to camp (it was literally a 3 mile up hill hike with the last mile plummeting down), Jonny can't find his friends he was planning on meeting up with. Ashton and I asked on how he was planning on finding them and he said he was just going to yell for them around the lake. So we yelled. We found them just as we had about ten minutes left of day light. Just enough time to put up our tent in the dark and with no stakes to hold it down. We used rocks that we had to dig up instead. The other part of the group had started a fire and were making dinner. They were all happy and laughing and eating. Ashton and I were sitting on the log watching them enjoy their dinner. Finally, a parent who was there asked if we were going to cook our food at all. Ashton says, no because Jonny forgot our food and water. So the old man gave us a peanut butter cracker and said we could have a hot dog. My mouth was so dry I could barely swallow the crackers. We ate the hot dog, no bun, and then someone so graciously let us have the remainder of their chili.While we're sitting there, Jonny asks if we're still going to PC tomorrow. I said no; I had to go to a bridal party. We finally go to bed. The next morning Jonny throws his jacket at me to wake me up. We make the treacherous up hill mile back. That mile was brutal. We knew the three miles after that would be a piece of cake. Once we're at the car we get in and I fall asleep. He drops us off and I say goodbye. Don't talk to him again.
Date two: Tanner. Group date. Or so I thought. Apparently he didn't get the message. We get there. Sit around for a good two hours and watch YouTube videos, sing to the guitar, then decide to go to dinner at 9:30. We go to Chili's where we meet up with Tanner's date. HAHA. Did this really just happen to me? I'm now the seventh wheel. Perfect. Oh, and I pay for myself. After dinner everyone goes back to their house and Tanner promptly goes to bed. I get to sit there and do nothing while the other two girls make lovey eyes at their dates. Plus, we drove down from Logan to Cottonwood Heights so I was kind of stuck.
Enter Jonny. A nice returned missionary. He served his mission with my twin, Sarah. He added me on FB because he's friends with Sar and wrote me the cutest email a boy has sent me in a long time. I agreed to go on a date with him in Park City a few Saturdays a go. Jonny text me and asked if I'd want to go camping with him and his friends the night before PC and that I could bring a friend with me if I wanted. I agreed, I brought Ashton. Jonny comes to Logan and picks me and Ashton up. Then tells us that to get to the camp site it's a 4 mile hike to get there. At this point, we're still game. So we put all of Ashton's things from her duffle bag into one of my school backpacks and decide to leave. On our way there he says he wants to go long boarding first. So we long board for about twenty minutes. We FINALLY hit the road up to Tony's Grove around 5:30ish. We reach our destination where we'll leave the car for the night and putting on our back packs when Jonny proclaims that he forgot the food and water. How do you forget food and water? I'm physically active, so I'm thinking it's going to be okay we'll get to the camp and have his friends' food. No big deal, right? Wrong. When we finally get to camp (it was literally a 3 mile up hill hike with the last mile plummeting down), Jonny can't find his friends he was planning on meeting up with. Ashton and I asked on how he was planning on finding them and he said he was just going to yell for them around the lake. So we yelled. We found them just as we had about ten minutes left of day light. Just enough time to put up our tent in the dark and with no stakes to hold it down. We used rocks that we had to dig up instead. The other part of the group had started a fire and were making dinner. They were all happy and laughing and eating. Ashton and I were sitting on the log watching them enjoy their dinner. Finally, a parent who was there asked if we were going to cook our food at all. Ashton says, no because Jonny forgot our food and water. So the old man gave us a peanut butter cracker and said we could have a hot dog. My mouth was so dry I could barely swallow the crackers. We ate the hot dog, no bun, and then someone so graciously let us have the remainder of their chili.While we're sitting there, Jonny asks if we're still going to PC tomorrow. I said no; I had to go to a bridal party. We finally go to bed. The next morning Jonny throws his jacket at me to wake me up. We make the treacherous up hill mile back. That mile was brutal. We knew the three miles after that would be a piece of cake. Once we're at the car we get in and I fall asleep. He drops us off and I say goodbye. Don't talk to him again.
Date two: Tanner. Group date. Or so I thought. Apparently he didn't get the message. We get there. Sit around for a good two hours and watch YouTube videos, sing to the guitar, then decide to go to dinner at 9:30. We go to Chili's where we meet up with Tanner's date. HAHA. Did this really just happen to me? I'm now the seventh wheel. Perfect. Oh, and I pay for myself. After dinner everyone goes back to their house and Tanner promptly goes to bed. I get to sit there and do nothing while the other two girls make lovey eyes at their dates. Plus, we drove down from Logan to Cottonwood Heights so I was kind of stuck.
I keep having these awful dating experiences and I don't know why. I think I'm nice. I think I'm funny. I think I'm semi-attractive. I shower and stuff and put makeup on. So until I figure out what's going on, I'm taking myself out of the game.
September 13, 2011
Aaacckk Kneee.
I've blogged about this before... And basically it's back this time with full force. Acne. Does it ever end? So instead of trying to deal with it myself with over the counter remedies, I went straight to the man who knows everything about skin. The dermatologist. We went over just about everything. Then he gave me a few prescriptions to fill and said to come back in six week and we'll adjust/evaluate my progress. I was given Septra as a pill to take in the morning and night. Aczone as a topical cream to use in the morning,
and RetinA to use at night.
So far, my acne has gotten slightly worse... But that's to be expected. I will keep everyone informed of my progress or lack of progress in the next six weeks.
September 9, 2011
Confused :/
Call me old fashioned, but.... When did it become okay to use emoticons in the title of a college paper? I work at the IT computer labs here on campus so I get to see some of things people print out. The one that caught my eye today was that of an English 1010 paper with the this "Title :)" - I hope that person was kidding. I'm an English major (I know I make grammatical mistakes because well, I'm human) and that kind of stuff does not fly with me. I guess I just had a peek into what I will be dealing with when the time comes for me to be a teacher and when I start grading papers. Also, I hope you can see the irony in my title with the usage of an emoticon. I promise I'm not half retarded enough to do that just yet.
Powellooza 2011
For starters... I'm back in Utah. :) That's pretty awesome news, right? I think so. Even better news? I'm back in Logan continuing my education. I spoke with a counselor over the summer and he said after this school year I only have 3 semesters left! FINALLY!!
I moved in with my best friend, Stephanie. It's been fun for the most part...She currently has a significant other so that puts a damper on things because she wants to be with him all the time (duh, I would too if I had a boy who liked me.) And as to be expected we have already had a little squabble. Although, in my defense, I literally did nothing. There's was a misunderstanding as to who was my "best friend" over some new friendships I had formed. Girls are just so much drama about 97% of the time.
I decided about a month before I came home from Texas that I wanted to go on vacation- I have no idea when the last time was that I had a real vacation. So I signed up for this event called Powellooza. In a nutshell it's basically 150 of awesome looking people getting together at Lake Powell and just hanging out for five days. Wakeboarding, tubing, sun bathing, jumping off the blob (a very dangerous activity), giant sized slip 'n' slide, bike jump ramp, foam dance parties, shooting stars, night boating, fire jump rope, HOUSE BOATS, our own firework show, roman candle wars, drives to the marina, and most importantly our very own private island. Does life get much better than that? I didn't think so. Here are few pictures from my own personal Heaven this week.
I was a first time Powell goer and I have to say... I've become an addict. We got a few invites to go back this weekend but declined due to having to deal with real life. However, the people who put this event together are putting together a Halloween event in Vegas this year! I'm excited to be having something to do for Halloween that doesn't involve "The Howl" or Hamilton's dance party (grind and drink fest.)
I'm really liking where things are at in my life right. I couldn't be happier or ask for better friends and family. I know that's a weird way to end this rant about Powell, but it was the last thought I had. :) Until next time blog friends. :)
I moved in with my best friend, Stephanie. It's been fun for the most part...She currently has a significant other so that puts a damper on things because she wants to be with him all the time (duh, I would too if I had a boy who liked me.) And as to be expected we have already had a little squabble. Although, in my defense, I literally did nothing. There's was a misunderstanding as to who was my "best friend" over some new friendships I had formed. Girls are just so much drama about 97% of the time.
I decided about a month before I came home from Texas that I wanted to go on vacation- I have no idea when the last time was that I had a real vacation. So I signed up for this event called Powellooza. In a nutshell it's basically 150 of awesome looking people getting together at Lake Powell and just hanging out for five days. Wakeboarding, tubing, sun bathing, jumping off the blob (a very dangerous activity), giant sized slip 'n' slide, bike jump ramp, foam dance parties, shooting stars, night boating, fire jump rope, HOUSE BOATS, our own firework show, roman candle wars, drives to the marina, and most importantly our very own private island. Does life get much better than that? I didn't think so. Here are few pictures from my own personal Heaven this week.
I was a first time Powell goer and I have to say... I've become an addict. We got a few invites to go back this weekend but declined due to having to deal with real life. However, the people who put this event together are putting together a Halloween event in Vegas this year! I'm excited to be having something to do for Halloween that doesn't involve "The Howl" or Hamilton's dance party (grind and drink fest.)
I'm really liking where things are at in my life right. I couldn't be happier or ask for better friends and family. I know that's a weird way to end this rant about Powell, but it was the last thought I had. :) Until next time blog friends. :)
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