moment of truth.

High School is OVER.
time to move on and not look back. returning home ended up being really stressful at first. I basically wanted to be hanging out with all my high school friends like we used to... That is not going to happen.
I am old...er... and i can't go back to those days now. No matter how bad, or how not bad, i want to.
Therefore, goodbye high school, we cannot have that relationship again...
thank goodness.
I am ready to completely let go, things have been settled and i think i can enjoy the rest of my break without stressing about anything. (especially that ridiculous drama, which is the reason i left Mesa) i just get to enjoy the time i have with my family and my best friends.
I don't know what i was thinking trying to hold onto the past like that. soooooo not worth it.
<3

Last night i got the privilege to go to the airport with The Clouse Family to pick up my bestest friend. They even bought me a turtle neck so I could match them. wow. i love that family with my whole heart.
ANNOUNCEMENT EVERYONE!
Haleigh cried when she saw me. Alright, maybe she cried because she got to see her family too... but I am going to tell myself it was because she was so overly joyed to see me.





um.. i really dont know what else to say, i just really wanted to blog. 

4 more days till
CHRISTMAS! :)


yippeeee.

it's time.

I can't wait to be back in the 85213 :) I really do miss Arizona and I didn't realize how much I absolutely love it till I left! I would choose 120 degree weather and the scorching sun over negative degree weather and blistering wind, any day. ANY. DAY.


I am coming home.
<3


The things I'm going to do when i get home:
1. go to venezia's and bahama bucks with my bestie james.
2. attack william scott cook.
3. go work out at good ol' Mountainside Fitness.
4. chill with my fab five brothers and mother :)
5. attack haleigh nicole clouse along with baby mak.
6. wrap christmas presents.
7. more christmas shopping.
8. more wrapping.
9. do nothing because i have NO HOMEWORK!
10. reunite with the gang.
11. bakebakebakebakebakebake.
12. visit my two cutie grandmas.
13. go see the temple lights!
14. hang out with adds and code.
15. sing christmas music, all day.
16. play my beautiful piano and cello that i miss so much.
17. avoid painting my nails on a daily basis, I'm getting obsessed.
18. go ice skating.
19. shop with my mommy.
20. Skype people, like crazy.


the only thing i am absolutely NOT looking forward to is the 16 hour car ride with my brother...
good thing Taylor Reber is coming with me! He will keep our fighting to a minimum.



I don't know how I am going to last almost three weeks without seeing Casey Nielsen.

so i don't love him. but Joy loves us. and he is the greatest boyfriend ever :)
!!!!THANK GOODNESS FOR SKYPE!!!!

i love cd's, made by casey.


now that i have ranted about him so much... let's move on.
ONLY FOUR MORE DAYS TILL I SEE HALEIGH NICOLE CLOUSE

:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)
<3 i am so excited <3


This is going to be the best Christmas ever!!

happy christmastime, from the burg.

my opinion matters.

I am sure by now the whole world has heard about BYU Idaho and the Skinny Jeans scandal. 

puhhhleaseeee. 

If that is really going to sway your opinion about how you feel about the church or coming to this school, you are retarded. seriously.

NO, skinny jeans are not banned from being worn on campus. 

YES, they don't want you to be wearing pants that are so tight you can see everything. 

If they are going to tell me I can't wear my jeans though, fine. I will just scrap up some money from my poor college account that is rather anorexic (or should I say bulimic because it just keeps throwing that money up somewhere) and go out and find a couple more pairs of jeans. 

After all, I did sign the honor code.

Moving on to....

finals. 

oh my, I have a few choice words to say about a couple of my classes.

Finance, cool.

College Success, what a joke.

Book of Mormon, my final is getting to the celestial kingdom someday.

American Foundations, please, shoot me now. I just want to pass.

Science, why is my grade so fetching low. 

Finals are designed to make college students spend two weeks doing nothing but stressing out and locking themselves in their rooms or marrying a seat in the library and doing nothing but going through old quizzes, reading textbooks, emailing teachers questions, getting last minute tutoring sessions from tutors who need to study as well and just crying from studying so much. 

Why do we do this to ourselves? 

So eventually someday we can graduate from this place called college with a degree and major that we changed more than just once and so we can get a job or start a new groundbreaking company so we can eventually all be rich and have whatever we want with that beach house and 7 boats sitting in our multi-million dollar garage alongside our pimped out Escalade and Ferrari.

finals. 

Someday, they might be worth it. Today, they just give me a headache.

Now, onto more important matters. 

HOT CHOCOLATE. 

Since Rexburg, or Idaho for that matter, doesn't have Quik Trip's I have to settle for something a little more... available. Like, Maverik's or those tubs or hot cocoa mix sitting in my pantry. On a weekly basis since I have been to school I have probably drank 3 to 4 cups a week. Roughly.

The coldest it has got here so far has been -2.

Now, back in Arizona, where freezing there is just below 50 degrees, I probably drank about 8 to 9 cups of hot chocolate a week. Pathetic? no. I just really loved hot chocolate.

Unfortunately, now that I FINALLY have a good excuse to drink hot chocolate, it not longer interests me as much as it did. 

bummer. 

My best friend, William Scott Cook, is headed to the Great Boise, Idaho Mission on February 29th. 

I don't think anyone understands how absolutely excited I am for this boy.

Number one because my letters will get to him sooooo fast. 

Number two because he is my best friend and i love him to pieces.

And Number three because why wouldn't I be excited!? 

Nothing can break our bond. Not distance, not a mission, not a boyfriend or girlfriend. Nothing. People say that your friends from high school will just disappear when you go to college. But I strongly disagree. 

Here's to many years ahead of us on this road of uncertainty.