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Post #300.

What a great way

to end the year.

2009.

My year, in review.

January 2009: I was basically living with Josh. Wanted to buy a house. Pretending to be a wife. Loving every minute of it.


Febraury 2009: I learned about the crock pot. Valentines Day. Started playing Soccer. I cut my hair.


March 2009: I turned 22. Started my hair on fire. Signed up for my CNA class. Ready to conquer the world with my nursing skills.


April 2009: Things fell apart. I broke up with Josh and cried about it for months. I finally saw Britney Spears. I made my 100th post. And Sam and I danced in some foam at WSU.


May 2009: Found myself through school and learning. Went on my first date since the breakup. Started my Anatomy class. Met Dane Cook. Studied, studied and more studied.


June 2009: Got on the honor roll at Weber. Went to a cocktail party with my BFFs. Went to Bear Lake for a toga party, and met Sean.


July 2009: Cut my Hair. Camping in Bear Lake for the 4th with Sean. Tried out for the Bachelor. Sean said the L word. Freaked out and then Fell in Love.


August 2009: Girls night out in Park City. Got a B+ in Anatomy. Quit America First and finally started my CNA life at Mountain Ridge.


September 2009: Cut my Hair. Fell out of Love. Stayed up for 43 hours. Had a tooth pulled. Went Ice Skating, Wakeboarding, and Rock Climbing with Alex.


October 2009: Went on my first trip to Wendover where I lost 100.00. Became a burnette. Drank a little, dressed up a little, and crawled my way around Salt Lake City at Crawl-o-Ween.


November 2009: Blog Anniversary. Kicked some serious ass in Physiology. Dyed my Hair again. Had a sudden memory of my Dad. Ate my face off on Thanksgiving.


December 2009: Had some blog drama, solved some blog drama. Met MBP. Fell in love, with my job. Did some snowboarding, some sledding, and some more snowboarding. Cut my Hair for the 6th time this year. Gave some presents, got some presents, spent time with my family.

All-in-all, it's been an incredible year.

Some great times, some not so great times.

But, I found who I really am and what I really want.

and I'm really excited to start the next year off with a big fat bang.

Bobsled Time.

Who goes night sledding at 10pm?
Yep, me. I do.

That's how much I L O V E sledding.

Sometimes I Write Songs.

My friend, Carl, writes music.
He needed some help and it turned into a fun game.

He told me to use "desert at night" in a poem.
Alone and quiet, serenity and peace,
The stars above and the way that they tease.
Nothing around, just a fire and me,
Nothing to do but wonder and see.
The sand in my toes and the wind in my hair,
Nothing on my mind, not a worry or care.
The desert at night, so quiet and alone,
Serenity and peace, the place I call home.

Then he gave me "hole in my pocket" to use.
I work hard for my money, slaving all day.
Try not to spend it, and I put it away.
Keep it in my pocket where it will be okay,
Try to save it up for a rainy day.
Yesterday was the day I needed it real bad,
Reached in my pocket and couldn't believe what I had.
A bunch of lint and dirt was laying in my hand,
The hole in my pocket left my money in the sand.

Cheesy, yet delicious.

Dr. Suess, here I come.

Real Quick.

I just love my job.
That's all.

Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

Tonight was C R A Z Y.
...in every. single. way.

Nickelcade. Brewskis. Lighthouse.
Guitar Hero. Mortal Kombat and Street Fighter.
Gossip. Gossip and more Gossip.
Lap Dance. Heart to Heart and Broken Hearts.

and I'm still shaken up by it all.

Update.

I have this terrible fear of someone, anyone, hating me.

I don't like confrontation,
I don't like enemies, I don't like people not liking me.

I don't like not getting along,
I don't like mean things, I don't like fights.

I dislike hate and I dislike disliking.

So, I'm happy to report, Chloe and I are civil.

and I like it that way.
Ü

New Do.

.iT'S

THaT

TiME

AGaiN.

Christmas, in a nutshell.

C H R I S T M A S.

Here's the re-cap.

Worked a little. Went to my Grandma's. Went back home.
Had a slumber party with my two (...plus Tyana) sisters.

Normal families tell stories and read scriptures.
My family plays beer pong until 1am.

Little weird, little different, but I LOVE it.

Went to bed. Couldn't sleep. Too excited for Santa.
Woke the family up at 7, opened presents, ate some breakfast.
Did our yearly toast with champagne and orange juice.
Worked a little, got rated a 6 at MBP, went to a movie, went to Grandma's again.

Got a new (pink!) camera.
Some glasses from Cass and T.
Some pajamas from Candie.
Cute shirt from Grandma and Poppie.
$75.00 from iTunes from Grandma and Poppie.

And, a whole heap of love from my really, really great family.

Merry Christmas, ya'll.
xo

Your Input.

New Header.
Tell me your thoughts.

Words of Advice.

Don't let a wishbone grow,

where a backbone should be.

Mooooovie.

Is it lame to go by yourself to a movie?
...because that's all I really want to do today.

Don't judge me.

Three Things.

I wish I had some really great, really inspirational, really entertaining post.
...but, no such luck.

Just three things:

A) Went to the huka bar for Kalee's birthday.
Stabler rapped raggea style.
Never laughed so hard in my life.

B) Went snowboarding yesterday with Stabler and Sean. Thought I was about a 6 on a scale from 1-10. After two runs, I rated myself a 2. I really, really, really gotta' get better.

C) Both sisters are sleeping over Christmas Eve. ---EEEEK---
That hasn't happened in over 10 years.
Santa has a lot to pack in his bag this year.

That's all.


P.S. I'm awesome.

Making a List, Checking it Twice.

A- in Physiology? Check.
Nursing Application? Check.
WSU Leadership Application? Check.
Yoga and Snowboarding classes? Check.
Super excited about life in general? Double Check.

"List of your daily fruits and vegetables?"

"Check. Check."

[pause]

"...check for fruits, check for vegetables. Go on."

-----Name that show.

BFF.

You know those days when you sit and you think,

how much your life has changed in just a blink?

How everything has turned all around,

and your past is no where to be found.

But somehow things are according to plan,

Only missing some of your biggest fans.

Your friends have grown and gone their way,

And only in your hearts is where they stay.

The good times are fading, and time has past,

and worried how long the memories will last.

My friends have all drifted, and it's scary to me,

To be all alone and to see what I see.

Seeing everyone so happy, but so far away,

and seeing me here alone,

gone astray.

Powder Mountain.

I have the 19th, 21st, 26th, 28th and 30th off.

Which days would you

like to take me boarding?

More Great News.

Oh, Physiology. I needed a 93% on my final to get an A in the class.
I got a 94%.

(!!!!!!)

So happy.

Why I Still Live at Home.

In the kitchen, waiting for dinner. Dad is telling Mom a story.
Mom walks out on the deck, mid-story, to get the burgers.

Dad yells "Oh! It's only an important story if it's about MySpace."

Mom says "Honey, it's not called MySpace for the 100th time. It's also not called MyFace or FaceSpace. Get it right."

Love my parents.

Spell Check.

In my last post, do I say 'affect' or 'effect'?
I haven't learned the difference between the two.

Thanks, karma.

There's been a LOT of drama going on at my work.
Lots of shit-talking, and rumors, and lies,
and blah. blah. blah.

So, my boss calls me into her office this morning and immediately I'm afraid she's going to yell at me or ask me what people say about her and my heart starts to pound and my hands start to sweat.

And then she drops this bombshell:
"I know there is a lot of rumors going on, and a lot of drama. But, I wanted to thank you for staying out of it all, for not letting it affect the work that you do, and for always being positive. I'd like to offer you a Med Tech position and a raise."

Bow.Chicka.Wow.Wow.

So excited.

(!!!!!!)

Reasons I love Snow.

Driving along 40th street, cop is pulled over.
...helping an elderly lady shovel her drive way.

Tender.

I smiled the whole way home.

Snow brings out the best in people.

[Remember this story?]

Teams.

Interview in 15 minutes at McKay.

---EEEK---

Was told to prepare a two minute presentation on Team Work.

Here's what I came up with.

Team is defined as you plus a few,
Working together with one job to do.
Whether it’s making a basket or scoring a goal,
Each must do their part, keeping their hands full.
A team works together, a team gets things done.
A team makes the best of things, trying to have fun.
Being a team mate is an important part,
Team mates have a job right from the start.
She has a responsibility, a duty, a role,
She must pull her weight and not leave a hole.
Team work is crucial in any work place,
And important to keep working and keep up the pace.
When working alone a job can be hard,
It can seem complex and the goal is too far,
But with a team, the goal can be met,
And with a team, a new goal can be set.
Achieiving goals and making new,
Is what what teams are supposed to do.

Cheesy.
...yet, delicious.

Swinging from Past to Now.

I haven't been country dancing since Josh and I broke up.
That's where we met.

And where we spent every Wednesday night together.
...and toward the end , where a lot of our fighting began.

But last night, I went.

Guess enough time passed.
I was able to have a really, really, really great time.

Oh, how I've missed it.

LOVE.
LOVE.
LOVE.
Dancing.

Good to be back into the swing of things.

(Get it? Swing dancing.)

Har. Har. Har.

Celebrity Siting.

85% positive I met the boys from

Mormon Bachelor Pad last night.

Asked them, they denied it.

But, I'm almost positive it was them.

You Win.

Welp, I don't know if you've been reading my comments or not but..
I've got some serious [anonymous] haters.

Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.

I hate it and it makes blogging less fun.

I've taken down all the drama from Bear Lake
and deleted all the mean comments.

You win, Anonymous. You win.

Ring-a-ding-ding.

I cleaned out my jewelry box and found the ring Josh gave me,
put it on, and it's been on ever since.

It makes me happy.
Don't judge me.

Last night, though, I dreamt I got into a car accident and the ring got smashed and it was cutting my finger off of my hand.

Is this a sign that I should put the ring back into my jewelry box,

or just a silly coincidence?

Again, don't judge me.