Missing in Action.

If I don't blog, answer my phone, show up for work, shower, or eat for the next 193 days, it's because I'm digital scrapbooking.

Blame it on Haylee, it's her fault without a doubt.

[Why have I never done this before?]

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UPDATE:

SCREW digital scrapbooking.

I don't know how to work the damn program, and Haylee is moving right now and I not answering her phone.
This program is SO not friendly, and I'm WAY p.o.'d.

...and I'm really surprised I didn't drop the F bomb in this post.

Brotherly Love.

Tell me if this is weird:
I have a friend who has only 1 sister, and she likes to call her guy friends her "brothers".

Gets weirder.

My cousin was on of her "brothers" about 5 years ago.
[He has since been married and moved away.]
Well, now my friend calls my Aunt to go to lunch and "catch up". Doesn't call me, but calls my 40 something-year-old Aunt.

Weird, right?
Or am I being a crazy-person?

My 10 year plan.

Well, met with an advisor today.

If all goes to plan I'll graduate 2015.

Holy Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.

Thinking more postively, I'll be 28 with a Bachelor's Degree working at McKay Dee Hospital as an RN with $0.00 in student loans, since I'll be a CNA at McKay and they'll pay for my schooling.

Woop Woo.

Bubbles and Temper Tantrums.

Foam party at Weber State was a B.L.A.S.T.
Who would have thought dancing in foam could be so much fun?

I'm not sure what face this is, but it's the only picture I have from the foam party.
My camera decided to throw a little temper tantrum and deleted all the pictures I took that night, except the ugly face picture.
Way to be a little bitch, camera.

Thinkin' Out Loud.

I have 2 new followers, so exciting.
...'cept I don't know who you are because for some reason my work computer doesn't allow me to look at my followers. Still exciting, none the less.

Last day of class was today, Woot Woo. The semester went by like..super fast. Lightning speed. Grease lightning, even. Had a test in Child Development today and was totally planning on studying at work, then taking my test AFTER work. But THEN I remembered the testing center closes at 4. Shit. So I studied during class, bombed my test with a 53% and then booked it to work. Procrastination, at it's finest.

Speaking of procrastination, EVERYONE at my work is leaving.
[Don't really know what that has to do with procrastination, but it sounded related sort of.]
People are dropping like flies in this place, for reals. Transfering to Logan, transfering to SLC, working some place else, transfering departments, becoming a CNA. <--me. It's a little bit ri-donk-u-lous. Makes me feel a little bit sad. Gotta' love AFCU.

Remember when I said dating was going to be weird? Well, I'm even MORE retarded than I thought. I forgot all the rules. What do I do if someone asks me out who I don't really think is cute, or my type? Do I say yes, and just have fun or is that leading him on? Do I tell them I can't date them because I don't see us getting married, even on the first date? Am I obligated to tell them I'm not LDS if I know he wants a temple marriage? Do I tell him not to kiss me, because I just broke up with my boyfriend and the thought of kissing another guy FREAKS ME OUT?

See, I'm a fetchin' spaz.
So retarded, and a tiny bit embarrassing.

100.

POST NUMBER 100.

Nothing exciting to say,
...except that I am SO dang cool for having posted 100 really great and important things.

:]

Greetings, Earthling.

This is how I feel about today.Woop Woop, for my planet Earth.

Frills and Perfume.

I volunteer once a month at an elementary school, helping kids with their Krypto skills.
[FYI, krypto is a math/card game and super fun and I love it a bunch.]

ANYWAY, I volunteered today for an hour.

Once it was over, one of the little girls came up and gave me a big huge hug out of nowhere.

LOVED it.

I LOVE hugs.

LOVE.

LOVE.

LOVE.

...and then she told me I smelled like her friends house, which made me nervous.

So I said "Does her house stink?"
She said "No, it smells frilly and perfume-y."
I'm just going to go ahead and take that as a compliment.

Uncomfortable.

Remember the boy who cheated on his girlfriend (who is now his wife) and she also cleans my teeth, from this story?

He came into my work today, and I helped him.

Awwwwkward.

It's Britney, Bitch.

Britney was AMAZING.I danced my little heart out in my big ol' hooker boots.

..missed the PCD opening, almost peed in a urinal, saw some drunk chick puke, took my shirt off (I had two on).

and had an amazing time.

Next time, I'm totally paying the big bucks for front row.

Gather 'round Children, Story Time.

Story Blog, so exciting.
Read this.

Embarrassing to admit, but I'm addicted.

I'm a Toys R Us Kid.

I'm freaking out.

...as usual.

I just got registered for Summer and Fall semester.

After Fall, I can apply to my program.

BAH!

It's really happening. I'm really doing this. I'm growing up.

...and it feels great.

Spearce.

Hair appointment tomorrow, still indecisive.

...but more importantly,

BRITNEY SPEARS TOMORROW!

Woooooot woo.

Sister, Candie, text me and asked how to spell "Brittany Spearce"?

I told her she was no longer invited to come to the concert.

Yes, man.

Seriously, if you haven't seen "YES MAN!" go buy it RIGHT this minute.
...for reals.

I love everything about it, and decided to say "yes" to opportunity.

4.0 gpa? Yes.

Paint eggs with my sister? Yes.

Go to some play at the institute? Yes.

Take anatomy class, even if I'm scared out of my mind? Yes.

Go to Costa Vida all by myself? Yes.

[Seriously, love this movie.]

Quote.

I'm big on quote's lately.

The problem with the "If only"
is you choose to delay your happiness
and miss out on JOY you could be having
right now.

I'm a Boob.

The other night, at our soccer game, some big-ol'-honkin' man decided to kick the soccer ball as HARD AS HE COULD when I was gaurding him.
...probably the distance from me to the computer right now.

The fetchin' ball came up and hit me right on the boob.

Pretty sure I said the "F" word.
Son of a BEEEEE sting.
...hurt so bad.

GAH.

Boobs are dumb.

The Word of Wisdom.

My new favorite quote, stolen from Sammy Kay..who stole it from Marilyn Monroe.

Sometimes good things fall apart,

so better things can fall together.

P.O'd.

I am SO done with grumpy people.

..ruin my WHOLE day.

Efffff that.

BLEH.

Before and After.

This is what I do on my days off.

Before...

After..

SO exciting.

:]

Bible Study. [Novel Alert]

Religion amazes me, always has and always will.
..and I don't want this to offend anyone or don't want to seem anti-Christian or Mormon or Baptist or Catholic or whatever.
I just want to talk about things, because I just don't understand.

Here is some background information.

My parents grew up LDS, both of them. Got married, had me and my sisters, went to church, taught primary. Good ol' fashion Mormons. Well, my Dad got into some drugs and some trouble and was ex-communicated. My parents got divorced and later, my dad passed away and my mom was left with three girls and raising them all alone.

She decided, one day, that she wanted to be sealed to us. If something were to happen to her, she wanted to know that we would be okay and we'd see her again. However, she was told she wouldn't be able to be sealed to her children because our family didn't carry the priesthood.

Ummm...Come again?

...Number 1 thing I don't understand.
I don't believe God would keep me from my mom, just because my Dad wasn't a holder of the priesthood.

So, my Grandpa did work for my Dad and believes he will have the option to accept or reject the work done for him up in heaven.

Well, later down the road my mom re-married Jeff. Neither of them are active in the LDS faith, but both were baptized. If they decided to be sealed in the temple, they would obviously want to be sealed together. I, however, would want to be sealed to my own father and mother, not step-father.

...Number 2 thing I don't understand.
How does temple sealings work for blended families?

Also, more background information.
My sister is a lesbian, and I support her 100%. I know that she was born with this, and it's not some "disease" she caught. I know that she is completely happy with a woman companion and I know that it is as normal as me loving a man. Well, the LDS doesn't accept lesbian marriage, or homosexuality for that matter.

...Number 3 thing I don't understand.
Why can't I be sealed to my sister and her spouse?

And I'm not trying to appear anti-mormon, or dog the religion in any way. Because I really think it does wonderful things, and I know really amazing mormon people. I just don't believe in temple marriage, and a few other things that I don't understand. I think temple marriage does great things for families that have been together and stay together,

...but what about blended families like mine?
...What about families with character and a little bit of odds and ends?

It just doesn't work...and it frustrates me.

And it's not because I want to be married in the temple, because I don't. I don't believe in it and I don't think it is right for me.

It frustrates me because when people ask me if I am getting married in the temple, and I tell them "no", they look at me like I'm a bad person. Like I haven't followed in God's plan, and I have some how fallen off the path.

And I haven't.

I'm not a bad person, and I get along great with God. We are buds. I haven't fallen off the path, I haven't done anything bad and I am not an anti-christ.

So why can't I be apart of a temple marriage? Why can't I go inside to see my best friend
on her special day? Why can't I learn about the things that go on inside a temple?

Why is EVERYTHING so secret?
..and why can't I be apart of it?

Debt Free, They Way to Be.

Guys, I work at a bank.
No new news, to most of you.

So all day I look at accounts in debt, in the red, in the negative and head over heels in loans.
AND IT FREAKS ME OUT.

I've spent all 22 years of my life debt free, and I like it that way.

I don't ever want to be in a position where I can't make a payment, or where I owe someone or someplace money. Never. Ever.

So how do you avoid it?
..what about car payments? House payments? Times when you just can't make ends meet?
How do you pay off your house in ten years, pay off your car, have no credit cards, and no personal loans?

What's the Secret?

Teach me.

[AHHH! Freaks me out.]