Ford Pride!

Too much to ask?

2012-01-27T04:13:00.001-07:00

This is really all I want in my life.

Haircut and Cupcake

2012-01-26T05:07:00.001-07:00

A few days ago I made a rash decision to walk into a hair salon and set up an appointment.

You see, it'd been a while since I had my hair cut, and even though I'm going to grow it out (i say this every day/week/year but it never seems to happen so don't hold me to it), it was getting pretty funky looking. My last hair cut was an A-line (to you boys that means its shorter in the back and longer in the front) so it was growing all sorts of crazy. And it felt like the front was significantly longer than the back. And blah blah blah. My life is hard.

Anyways, point is, I woke up this morning and was like, "Ahh I don't know if I want to cut it! Plus, its kind of pricey. Maybe I'll just call and cancel"

But then I couldn't find their card with their phone number. And then by the time I decided it look up their number online, I just decided to go. Because that's what I do.

So, I got my hair cut! And it was really nice. It'd been awhile since I went to a real salon for a cut and I forgot how nice it was. She spent over an hour cutting my hair. Legit.

And bless her, that girl was most def not a scholar. We were doing the standard chit-chat between a client/hair stylist and she asked me where I was from.

I told her Denver.

Nothing.

Colorado.

Nothing.

United States.

Got it.

Then we were talking about where I would go teach if I decided to go abroad again. I told her I would love to go to South America.

Her exact words: "Oh what countries are by that?"

She gives great haircuts!

(also-announcement! my hair color is all natural! no dye! this hasn't happened in...a long time)

(i can do hard things)

And then I found a cupcake shop.

(hey! look! its me holding another item of food!)

Thus ends Thursday morning, the twenty-sixth day of January, in the year two-thousand and twelve.

Tasty Treat

2012-01-24T13:50:00.002-07:00

This is a wack name for ice cream.

That's all.

Dream

2012-01-24T03:01:00.002-07:00

I'd spend all the money in the world to play this crane game.

Lets Talk Politics

2012-01-23T11:17:00.004-07:00

Its been awhile since I did a little political blurb on this little ol' blog. Part of me feels a little disconnected from it all since I'm overseas, but thankfully we still have the internet (close call this week) and I can read.

We all know who the Democratic nominee is:

I mostly like him because I picture him and Michelle on a double date with Jay-Z and Beyonce. And on that double date they're jammin' out to some Kanye and then taking turns freestylin' and dropping it like its hott. And I like that in a President. I also really really like his VP:

It's Joe Biden! As a young man. NOW can you see why I love him so much?! Such a dreamboat-this might go on my wall.

Now as far as the Republican nominee is concerned, things are a little bit trickier. And a whole lot less dreamboat-y.

We have Newty Newt, Mormon Mittens, Little Dicky, and Rockin' Ronny McD. They all look like Presidential material. Minus a couple of them.

It has been quite a race, and even I am shocked Newty Newt took South Carolina-and by a significant margin. I am confused at exactly how and why this happened, but you know, whatever works. Florida happens in a week and that will add another piece to the puzzle of who will be on the ballot.

2012. Such drama.

KFC is only good sometimes

2012-01-21T15:09:00.000-07:00

I was bored a lot this week. It was also just kind of a 'I'm in a rut' week, but those have to happen sometimes. Then they end and happiness ensues yet again. Thank goodness.

Anyways, this is what happens when I'm bored. Best one second of your day! Actually, I hope that is not true. But its at least top ten material.

Happy Saturday!

Into the Ocean

2012-01-20T10:00:00.001-07:00

Last Saturday morning I woke up and had to be to my exam by 9am.

It was a horrible way to start a Saturday morning. Or any morning, really.

The air was crisp. There was a layer of frost covering the ground. It was cold.

But still, the plans for the day had to continue. We were to go to the ocean! And jump into the freezing water.

And when I say we, I really mean two of my best mates here: Ben and John.

I had originally planned to join in the jumping of the ocean, but it was less than ideal circumstances. I figure I can wait to enjoy the freezing water when its not deathly cold outside.

John was an excellent driver, even though we had some sheep try to deter us.

This is a picture of their hands BEFORE they jumped in. Not natural.

Ben and John were excellent wave riders. The waves were really quite big and even though I'm pretty sure both of them ended up with signs of hypothermia, it was totally worth it.

I just want everyone to take a moment appreciate John's wetsuit. He has remarkable calves.

Best picture of Ben. Ever.

A very unfortunate street map:

This street was rampant with crane games. I love crane games.

Scarborough, you are an excellent little place. I want to go back right now.

Cheerio

2012-01-19T08:58:00.001-07:00

I had my first British person say Cheerio! to me yesterday. In real life.

I hadn't heard it yet, so I wasn't sure it was real current vocabulary. But I guess some people say it.

Unfortunately, the British person who said it to me was an older gentleman, who happened to be a doctor, and who also just happened to examine my lady parts.

I won't go into too much detail, because its mostly awkward and a little bit embarrassing. But just to keep you all at ease, I don't have an STD and the antibiotics are working just fine. Everything is dandy.

I may have just crossed too many blogging lines, but you should be glad I didn't post the original version of this post. A lot more gory details. You're welcome!

Other basic updates on my life:

-I saw The Artist. I know some people are giving this rave reviews and saying its super innovative and great and fantastic. It was enjoyable and I thought there were two or three really brilliant scenes, but I also think parts of it dragged a bit (at one point i checked the time, sure that the movie was almost over, but it had only been on for 30 mins). It currently has 97% on Rotten Tomatoes though, so don't listen to me. I don't know what I'm talking about.

-I ate an entire pizza

-I finally purchased real pillows. The ones I bought when I moved here were little guys. It feels weird sleeping with head and neck support.

Yeah, that's all.

A tribute

2012-01-12T18:42:00.004-07:00

Bear Lake

If I were in Utah this weekend, I know where I'd be,

A place where its happy, and go-lucky, and free.

One of my favorite spots in the whole wide world,

It's not even mine! But oh how I've twirled.

You see, I like 360's, especially at the lake,

When there's monkey's in the bed, you can't be a flake.

And where would George go without a boat?

Or the rest of us keeping it all afloat?

This place is of dreams and sometimes of nightmares,

After scary stories, my pillow is covered in tears.

I'd say I love it for all of the movies we watch,

But with all my sleeping you'd think I'd had some scotch!

The food is always delicious and yummy and good,

I'd stay there forever, or at least a few days, if I could.

The location is great but what makes it most fine,

Are the people who go there, and the Ponderosa Pine.

(one year ago)

Finals

2012-01-10T05:36:00.000-07:00

If you're wondering about my recent surge of blogging, you have one thing to thank for it.

Finals.

They're this week, so naturally I've been finding lots of ways to procrastinate. Which includes watching almost an entire season of Law and Order in the last three days and, of course, blogging!

So let us continue on this journey while I explain some things I've been thinking of lately. Actually, only one thing for now. Because I do have to go meet with my supervisor about my paper today, in less than two hours, and its not even done! I wish I was stressed out.

More importantly than that, though, is something that has been on my mind awhile.

A couple months ago, I noticed I was finding myself strangely attracted to every construction worker I saw around here. There is a lot of work being done on the buildings around campus, including the library, and so I pass a fair amount of workers on a daily basis. And every time I do I think, "yeah, I could probably work with that" and secretly I would make googly eyes at them, just hoping they'd notice.

But then I wondered. Why was I so attracted to them? Where was this coming from? I mean, back home I rarely found myself attracted to construction workers. But here? Different story.

Then it dawned on me.

A typical British man:

(ok not super typical. this is james middleton, so he's related to royalty now, but stay with me)

He's kind of cute, right? A little bit precious. But also, for lack of better wording, a little bit too precious. He dresses better than me (i know, hard to do). He probably also showers on a daily basis. And he's just so...British?

Which is why, after some deep reflection, I've realized I fancy these British construction workers! I DO dress better than them! And they ooze a little bit more masculinity than the rest of the male population here. And I like it. Their job cancels out some of the British in them.

Also, I hope this doesn't offend any of my male British friends. Because guys, lets be honest, you look good.

It doesn't take long

2012-01-09T10:03:00.001-07:00

I've been back for only a few days, but I already miss America again.

Then today while I was shelving some books in the Political History section, I caught a glimpse of a book jacket, and this man:

Denis Healey.

Can we all just take a moment of silence for the beauty of his eyebrows? Healey was the Secretary of State for Defence in the 1960's and then the Chancellor of the Exchequer (i had no idea what that was so don't be ashamed to click on that link to see what that means) in the 1970's. So , a pretty big political overachiever.

ANYWAYS. Point is, I feel like there's no one even close to having eyebrows like this in Congress. I started going through all their pictures on the official website, but it was taking too long. But I know for sure that no Congressman/woman from any of the A states have eyebrows like this.

I do know one person who can compete with Healey's eyebrows:

Dr. Unlandt-one of my old professors from BYU. Sometimes I could barely focus on the troubadours and the Middle Ages in France because every time he spoke, his eyebrows would distract me.

And now I will be done.

Happy Monday!

2012

2012-01-08T12:36:00.000-07:00

I love New Years Resolutions.

(last years resolutions were a success)

And when I say I love them, I really mean it.

I love goals in general. I write them all the time. I don't know if I've mentioned it before on here, and I'm too lazy to look, but I have a goal book that I started when I was about 14 years old. One of those old black and white composition notebooks. I would write down EVERYTHING I wanted to accomplish in that book. They included things like "Meet the Backstreet Boys" and "Be on the Price is Right". Along with some more important goals, like "Make it into show choir!" and "Graduate with honors". I had a lot of friends in high school, ok? I would constantly edit this book; adding new goals, writing in the dates when I accomplished others. It was a really sad day when, next to the goal "Go to TRL in NYC!" I had to write cancelled. Oh Carson Daly. Such a heart breaker.

Then, there was a period of time in college, when my roommate and I would write weekly goals and post them on our wall. And then each Sunday we would evaluate our success/failures. Our goals were too embarrassing to list here, but lets just say they sometimes had something to do with what she learned in her Marriage Prep class (its a real class. thank you BYU). We are both still single.

Anyways, as much as I've matured, my goals have not, as my 2012 Resolutions/goals include going to the NKOTBSB concert (which we all know is already going to happen in April). I love goals that are easy like that.

I've never posted my goals on here (again, i don't think i have. and i'm still too lazy to check) but I thought, it's cool to do! Right? Or is it trendy? And not that awesome? No bother, it's still going to happen.

So here, in their glory, are some of my 2012 Resolutions/Goals/To-do's

(if you have any other awesome suggestions for me, please share!)

1. Visit 3 new countries. Maybe even get an insert in my passport!

2. Graduate/have my dissertation win

3. Take a language course

4. Say yes more

5. Show more appreciation

6. Budget my money

7. Finish my book (i am writing a book)

8. Serve others everyday

9. Find a good first career job

10. 2012-Commit(elve!)

I am so excited.

Holiday Wrap Up

2012-01-07T16:17:00.000-07:00

It's Saturday night and the only time I've left my flat today is to get some groceries to last for the weekend.

I arrived back in York on Thursday afternoon, after a long and mostly uneventful travel time.

Scratch that. There was some excitement. One of the flight attendants asked me to move up a few rows and I did. So he offered to buy me a drink. You know, like a real drink. I told him I was fine with my cran-apple juice (sidenote-i always always drink this on airplanes. and never anywhere else). He double checked, "Are you sure you don't want a glass of wine?" It was hard to turn down, but I did it. I was also busy playing Angry Birds (i'm back on angry birds) so I really just wanted him to stop talking to me.

So yeah, not exciting!

I had all intentions of going into work for a little bit after getting back. I wasn't completely sleep deprived-I felt like I got a good few hours of sleep on the plane and train, but after I walked into my room my bed just looked too good to resist. So I told myself I'd just take a short little nap!

Seven hours later, my nap ended. And there I was. Wide awake. At 11pm at night. Oh goody!

I wasted time like a champ a few hours, then tried to sleep. It did not come until close to 7 am. By this time I almost just got up for the day, but...yeah right. I told myself that I could sleep for awhile and then work at noon. Easy peasy!

And failure came again as I didn't get up until 1:30pm. I put in a whole 2.5 hours at work this week. Solid showing.

Anyways, that's what I've been doing since I've been back! But today I did actually study and watch a whole disk of Seinfeld. Just color me productive!

Oh right. I was going to post about my Christmas break! I went home! You all know that!

It was really fun. So fun that I almost didn't want to come back.

But then I told myself, I could finish this degree.

So that's what I'm doing.

Update complete.

(hey, no one is forcing you to read this. except me)

And a photo of the Eiffel Tower:

Fin.

Because sometimes...

2012-01-05T18:04:00.000-07:00

...life is full of perfect combinations.

This is what I want my marriage to be like. Two completely and random things that seem like they don't go together, but then when you see it, it just makes sense.

MLIH...

2012-01-04T12:56:00.000-07:00

Janna and Jill are the best friends ever!

They drove here this weekend. To say hello. And because of it, my life was not hard!

MLISG (my life is so good!)

We spent some time making fun of Darren:

Janna and Jill showed off their scms (classic)

Sunday picture!!

(prints are so in right now)

One mile high. Because in Denver, we like to be high.

But really, having these two visit meant more than they even know. There is nothing in the world like good friends. Nothing.

2012. It will be good.

Annual Ford Family Photo Shoot

2012-01-03T16:25:00.000-07:00

Because its only natural for us to go out into the freezing cold in the middle of winter to take pictures!

But when you look this good, how can you not?

(props to Jill and Janna for their photography skills/prop management)

It's over.

2012-01-02T15:24:00.003-07:00

Well friends.

The Year of the Bunion is officially over.

This new year, 2012, seems so foreign to me. It is the first year of my life I'm starting without bunions.

But already, that sounds fantastic.

A recap of sorts of 2011:

California a couple times. Bear Lake a couple times. Jackson Hole. Denver a couple times. Seattle and the San Juans. Temple time! Bunion removal times two. Lots of Korean friends. Lots of time with the best friends. Lots of goodbyes. Lots of hellos. York, England. Paris. Dance parties. New goals. Grad school. Family time.

I loved 2011. Even though some of it sucked, it was mostly good.

And 2012? Already awesome. Its going to be so good. And full of commitments. Just you wait and see.

Fashion.

2011-12-29T15:20:00.001-07:00

I looked down at my shirt today and thought it too familiar.

I'm stuck in the past!

...but if it ain't broke, don't fix it!

right? right?

Let's Talk Movies

2011-12-28T18:53:00.000-07:00

I just saw The Muppets.

So, so good. I seriously was obsessed with the old movies and so I spent the entire afternoon with a giant grin plastered on my face. The Muppets are so classic. I loved them.

Before the movie, though, we were blessed with some particularly good previews.

(also the toy story short was surprisingly funny. i giggled a lot)

First off:

1. Mayor shaking person dressed up as a whales hand.

2. This town would be really boring to live in

3. "We can't keep up with the ice!"

4. Whales are just like us..."We need help sometimes too"

5. "I'll be damned if I'm going to let the Reds in to save the day!" (my personal fave)

Also, this one has so many big stars. I know its going to be good:

Then I was led to this:

I love Dwayne. So much.

Merry Christmas!!!

2011-12-25T14:18:00.000-07:00

It's Christmas here!

BAM.

Love it.

The fam went to church, now we're home and not doing anything productive. Lounging, as it were.

And this is from me (and Cher-voice) to you.

Hope you have the most excellent holiday season and do something awesome. Because you deserve it.

Christmas Eve!

2011-12-24T08:09:00.000-07:00

Just a little Christmas Eve love from the bro's.

I have high expectations for this years photo shoot. You'll see.

Joe

2011-12-23T18:34:00.006-07:00

Coming to America also meant running into Joe's arms.

It feels good being together.

Where in the World?

2011-12-21T21:33:00.001-07:00

Sunday I made my way over to the little ol' city of Paris.

I love Paris.

It is the place that made me fall in love with the world. It opened my eyes to something bigger than me. It will always be that city for me.

But yeah. Paris. Awesome. More on that later.

And guess where I am now?

HOME.

It happened.

I did it.

I just came home for Christmas.

And you know what?

Best.decision.ever.

Weekly Randoms

2011-12-16T17:25:00.003-07:00

One of my friends, Betty, who is maybe the funniest person I've ever met (tonight at dinner she told one of the missionaries that he wasn't the most handsome elder) read my palm tonight. She's Chinese and has the best accent/intonations ever. Anyways. She gave some insight into my future that should be documented.

-I will live to be over 100

-I will have two boys and one girl

-I will get married soon-like, in the next year. Big news.

-My husband and I will fight a lot, but he'll be rich and powerful, so I'm ok with that

-My big work promotion won't happen until I'm in my 50's

So I'll keep you updated on whether or not any of those things happen.

Also, a side note, 129 days until Backstreet Boys.

And, to celebrate the last day of classes today, I've had my own Law and Order Marathon and am on my sixth episode. I'll be honest-it isn't the same without Christopher Meloni. But its still good.

Introducing: Yorkulele

2011-12-15T15:37:00.001-07:00

Last night I went with some friends to this Christmas Carol Service in the ol' York Minster.

We all know how much I love it there.

The program was very sweet. It was put on by the other main university here-York St. John-and it contained carols from all over the world. Their chamber choir sang, they had some scripture readings, there was a short Christmas sermon by their chaplain who is from Kenya and gave a really sweet little talk...

...and then, they had this:

The Yorkulele.

Some things just don't make sense.

Saturday Success

2011-12-13T11:50:00.002-07:00

On Saturday my friend Ruth came into York and we got to hang out.

Yeah, it was awesome.

After a lovely little lunch and some window shopping, we stopped by a...museum? of sorts. The bottom floor of this pub is actually some Roman baths-built 1700 years ago! They were just digging and bam!

The Romans had beaten them there.

And that's actually all I read from the pamphlet the (super good looking) guy gave us, because I was easily distracted...

I seriously love a good dress up.

Also, not joking, this is the 'gift shop'.

AKA the most ghetto 'gift shop' I have ever seen or could even imagine.

One of the best museums ever.

Gift

2011-12-08T04:34:00.001-07:00

Also, I was given the gift of life via a Vanilla Coke.

Thanks Sariah. You are so bomb.com.

And now I will stop posting about foods/beverages that make me happy.

Oh wait. I probably won't.

(also, a sidenote. this is day 2 hair. DAY 2! i found the best dry shampoo and it is blowing my mind.)

I'm Disgusting

2011-12-08T04:13:00.000-07:00

Guess who went to Costco and in a fit of excitement ended up buying way too much food at the food court?

This girl.

But you know what, it was still delicious.

Thank you Costco, for being such a constant in my life.

Presidents

2011-12-07T11:15:00.001-07:00

Sometimes I miss America.

When I do miss it, I try to play a fun game. Like, "Name every state in four minutes!" or "If you had to pick the top 5-10 best looking presidents, who would they be?"

So, here you go. My top presidents, in no particular order:

Harry Truman

(the man looks good in those frames)

Rutherford B. Hayes

(it may or may not be the beard)

Ulysses S. Grant

(for sure in the top three for me)

George W. Bush

(better looking than his daddy)

Theodore Roosevelt

(i admit i have a weird love for him; its not normal)

Thomas Jefferson

(i have a feeling he'd look even better in real life)

FDR

(seriously. eleanor must've been really funny or something)

Bill Clinton

(duh)

And there you go!

I love America.

(And some of the scariest looking:

Andrew Johnson, Martin Van Buren, James Monroe, and John Quincy Adams

You never would've been elected if television had existed when you were running.)

Animal

2011-12-06T17:30:00.001-07:00

Tonight while I was out with a couple friends, we played the "what animal do i most resemble" game.

Apparently, this is me:

It's uncanny.

Any other suggestions?

Survey Results/The Ball

2011-12-05T16:16:00.001-07:00

Friday night?

Success.

Oh, and lets have a little looksy at the hair dilemma!

The results were shocking. An overwhelming amount of people advised me to go with BANGS!

Rightly so, as Joe Biden might be the only person alive who looks good with our forehead.

(aww yeah)

And while I did actually go get my fringe trimmed, it started going all wonky soon after I started busting a move, so it eventually had to be pulled back (aka 20 mins after i got there).

In conclusion-you were all winners!!

(but seriously. all 30 of you who voted-it means a lot. just wait until i have to get ALL my hair cut.

i'll really need you then.)

(ben. aka the best dancer there)

(big pimpin')

This last picture is super overexposed (in case you couldn't tell), but I still secretly love it.

(for you arrested development lovers out there, it reminds me of when gob makes lucille's fake drivers license: 'i airbrushed her into oblivion. she had to check albino')

York Ball, you were good to me.

Unwell

2011-12-01T17:54:00.001-07:00

I think its really interesting some of the differences in vocabulary between British English and American English. I seriously laugh at some of the word choices for both variations.

Like driving sounds so much more serious here. Instead of signaling, they indicate. And instead of passing people, they overtake them. Powerful. I like it.

I also enjoy them asking "You alright?" ALL THE TIME. It's their "how are you" of sorts. It took awhile to adjust my response to fit the question, but I finally think I have it down. I don't think I'll ever conform to being able to ask the question, but I can respond appropriately. I also feel lame saying cheers to people, so I'm staying away from that one, too.

Anyways, this is just to lead into me saying I'm unwell. Instead of sick. Because I hear unwell wayyyy more than I hear sick. I have this cold that is ruining everything aka my life.

This is what I look like right now:

So hot right now.

Lets hope this cold is ready to dance tomorrow night.

Also, the results of the hair survey are veryyyy interesting. I'll post the results tomorrow. Go vote if you haven't already!

This.Is.Serious.

2011-11-30T03:21:00.000-07:00

You guys.

There is a big night coming up here. The York Ball (aka big mormon dance). Friday.

(Ah! So nervous! What if no one wants to dance with me!!!)

I have a killer dress. But the question of how I should do my hair has been stressin' me!

My bangs (or fringe as they call it here) is at a confusing length. They are fine most of the time, but they're getting a tad too long. Which means I touch them a lot. Which means they get real gross real fast.

SO. Do I trim the bangs/fringe? Because we all know Imma be busting a dance move on Friday night meaning I'll be swooping them back meaning I'll be extra sweaty meaning I'll have real nasty hair at the end of the night.

OR do I grow my bangs/fringe out and just put my hair back for the ball? And when considering this option, lets not forget the bald spot aka my forehead.

(also, here is another story of my forehead. i should be embarrassed about how often i've posted about it, but i am not-you won't be disappointed if/when you click on those links)

Really I just need to know in general. Do the bangs stay or go?

I've made a survey. Please consider the options and answer accordingly. You have until Thursday night.

Thank you.

Temple!

2011-11-29T05:22:00.000-07:00

Saturday I had the chance to hop on a bus (or coach, as they call it here) with my fellow church peeps to go to the Preston England temple.

So good. So, so good.

Video Explosion

2011-11-29T04:25:00.001-07:00

This happened. There's nothing more to say.

Thanksgiving

2011-11-28T02:58:00.000-07:00

This year I spent Thanksgiving here. In York. Well, actually, I went over to the city of Harrogate and hung out with my friend Duncan. This is what we looked liked:

(the black and white makes it seem like we've been friends forever. which isn't true, it just feels true)

Duncan has lived here his whole life so he knows the ins and outs of the town and we spent some time exploring this little forest (I wish I lived next to a forest) and he showed me this little perfect spot for sitting.

It was a pleasant day and while it wasn't the typical Thanksgiving experience, it was exactly what I needed in my life. And I have to soak up as much Dunx time as possible before he moves to another country! (who does that, btw?!) We also saw Tin Tin, which was surprisingly enjoyable. Tin Tin is legit.

Turns out my family also had an enjoyable Thanksgiving back home. There are certain moments I wish I could've been a part of, including when my Grandma started yelling from the bottom of the basement stairs for someone to come, and when my Mom got there she found Grandma holding a sign:

Can't make this stuff up.

Thanks.

2011-11-23T17:28:00.001-07:00

Its 12:27 am on Thursday, which technically means its Thanksgiving!

Soooo, HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!

But also technically, Thanksgiving doesn't exist for me this year. Because its kind of an American thing (kind of), and right now, I'm not in America.

But also, that doesn't mean I can't be grateful. While I'm not in the great country of my birth, I am in a great country. And I have a lot to be grateful for.

(enter the standard 'i'm grateful for' post...but better; i'm in a weirdly reflective mood, so bear with me)

Oftentimes in my life, I've felt perfectly inadequate and confused and worried about my decisions. I've been hit with concerns of where I should live, with whom I should surround myself, what I should study, and many other seemingly life-altering decisions. I've often felt like what I was doing wasn't good enough, or worth it, or I'll be honest-normal. I have wished to be more of a typical Mormon girl on several occasions.

BUT.

I am so incredibly more grateful for the things I have been able to experience in my life. Being the not-so normal Mormon girl. A few years ago I made a pledge to myself to take advantage of all the opportunities thrown my way, and I am sincerely grateful for being able to do that.

I am grateful for my parents for supporting me on my wild endeavors. I have moved away so many times, but they always welcome me back with open arms. That is a great comfort.

I am grateful for my brothers. They really are the best of the best and my greatest friends. Each one has taught me something I would never have learned otherwise.

I am grateful for friends that have truly opened their hearts to me. They have inspired me, supported me, and been there for me so so much. And without them, I would be incomplete (cue bsb sotd).

I am grateful for this world and the people in it. I am reminded daily that these people-no matter where they come from-are all our brothers and sisters. And we all have an innate desire to help each other out. The love I have felt from complete strangers in foreign lands is a constant reminder of the goodness of mankind. And the beauty I have seen across the globe is proof of a Divine Creator. No denying it.

Most importantly, I am grateful for the gospel. I am grateful for Jesus Christ in my life. I am grateful for my Heavenly Father and His faith in me. I am grateful for prayer. I am grateful for temples. I am grateful for a living prophet. I am grateful for missionaries. And I am grateful for my testimony in knowing it is all true.

And here we kick of the holiday season! The hardest part of a nomads life, but whenever I miss home, I'm really just grateful I have someone to miss.

Wiki-Wicked

2011-11-22T08:06:00.000-07:00

London last week was...fantastic.

I went to an academic conference on Wednesday, making my trip down there FREE.99! The university paid for the train tickets and luckily I don't have any classes on Wednesdays or Thursdays, so I stayed until Friday morning and it was great.

First off, can I just say that a trip to the British Library to see all the old documents is totally, totally worth it. One of the highlights of the trip for sure. I don't know if I'm just a big nerd, but I'm weirdly obsessed with illuminated manuscripts and they have some good stuff there. And, you know, the Magna Carta. No big.

There was also some awesome stuff at the British Museum.

And the Tate Modern is one of my favorite museums. As much as I appreciate and love classic pieces of art, I have a soft spot for modern stuff as well. It's like a work out for a different part of your brain. I'll take it.

Oh and don't worry! Mikelle, Nate and I went and saw Wicked. There was some effort to get the tickets in the morning, but it proved worth it later on. Such a production and entertaining for sure.

And Mikelle hooked me up with some bday cupcakes. So good. Love cake love her!

LOVE

2011-11-21T10:57:00.001-07:00

(sorry i was a bad blogger last week. like, foreal bad blogger. embarrassing)

You guys. So much love in my life right now.

I found this.

Because sometimes, all you want is a Mountain Dew...am I right!??!

Also, I finally figured out which professor with whom I want to have a torrid affair. From his accent I gather he is from Scotland and he is kind of fantastic. We'll call him Joseph. I hope Joseph and I have some good stories later. And he's not even that old. Totally doable. (aww yeah)

I also had my first real day at work today, and the IT guy had really pretty eyes. So he's another option in my list of 'people i could love but that would create really awkward situations'. So many good things happening. He had to email me about gaining access to the library system, so I'm trying to come up with a good reason to email him back (i.e. "can you help me set up this printer?...in my room?") Any suggestions are appreciated.

Now let us get back to the real world and into my solitude.

And Mt. Dew.

Believe it

2011-11-14T09:00:00.001-07:00

Can we even believe that its already mid-November!?!

I sure can't!

The only thing helping me through this time is Justin Bieber.

You know, I am one of those people who is strictly against Christmas music before Thanksgiving. But they don't have Thanksgiving here (I am not grateful for that) so I have been confused as to when I could start! And then JB started sharing his Christmas spirit. And you know what? I've looked up his tunes and I've listened to Christmas music. I've done it. It's a very bizarre feeling but I find myself appreciating this early Christmas spirit in my life.

But it does make things a little more complicated. I don't know what to think anymore. I don't.

Also, if I buy juice and it needs to be refrigerated after its opened, do you think its ok if I just leave it on my windowsill in front of the open window? Because that's probably just as cold as the fridge? Your thoughts.

And my final thought of this blog post: Would you be flattered or offended if your professor asked if you were a native English speaker, even after you had already contributed to the class discussion several times?

(And you weren't even using a fake accent during said statements)

(York Minster...at night. Oh la la)

(not to be confused with Westminster Abbey...at night)

Late twenties?

2011-11-13T18:02:00.001-07:00

It finally happened.

I'm getting old!

Beth and her mum and dad were oh so sweet to me today. They invited me over for dinner and they sang to me and they made me such a lovely cake! I am really grateful for them. Such a perfect birthday.

And my parents! They sent me these balloons! Balloons never get old!

Neither do exclamation points!

And then some of my flatmates came and surprised me with a cake and singing tonight.

Thank you to the best people in the world!

Seriously though. It's been a great day.

Westminster Abbey is LEGIT

2011-11-09T19:23:00.002-07:00

I couldn't get over this place that night. So blasted beautiful!

Libraries and trains

2011-11-08T13:12:00.003-07:00

First off, I found this on the little site Pinterest the other day and it perfectly fits all my current needs. How do I get one of these? Seriously. I need it.

(birthday idea!)

(actually probably don't get this for me because i would be too ashamed to

openly display my loneliness in public)

(actually i probably wouldn't be too ashamed)

Also, I got a job.

I was in London all weekend, with my train arriving back into York on Monday morning. The interview was set up after I had bought my tickets and as I tried to change the time, it was impossible to do so.

I wasn't really worried, because my arrival time was a full hour before my interview was to start, so I was confident in my ability to make it happen.

What I didn't expect was the 30 minute train delay. Blast!

Still, we made it back and I told myself I'd just go straight to the library, luggage and all. I was a little worried when the bus pulled over to check for a flat tire (thinking, 'but of course this is happening to me! i have an interview in ten minutes'), but we soon started the journey again with no problem.

I get to the library. The sweetest looking little old lady takes me upstairs for a 'shelving test'. Never have I been so nervous to alphabetize books. But, I know my ABC's. Owned it.

Then I go meet with two women for my official interview. It was pretty standard, with typical interview questions and my pretty typical responses, but one lady did use the word "smashing" twice to describe my answers. I love that word.

As I got up to leave, I said my goodbyes and I threw my little duffel bag over my shoulder.

This led to a decent sized white board that had been leaning against the wall to come crashing down...onto my head.

Three hours later, the job was mine.

I make really good first impressions.

London

2011-11-07T11:31:00.000-07:00

This past weekend I hit up a little town by the name of London.

It was good.

Thanks to Mikelle and Nate for letting me stay at their place and just taking such good care of me!

I had only been to London once before for a brief albeit memorable trip with some of my BFF's, so it was nice to just kind of take our time seeing some things I hadn't been to before and enjoying life. You know, like we're supposed to be doing. Love life. Even though its hard.

I know, this video has long pauses of silence but my music additions were not really working. So it just gives you some time to think about if you were a wax figure, how would that make you feel?

Fo shizzle.

I AM FREAKING OUT

2011-11-03T05:39:00.000-06:00

Remember just a few days ago when I posted my utter disappointment in not being noticed by Mr. Tom Arnold himself?

I take everything back. EVERYTHING.

And I throw an ugly punch at Gmail.

Gmail, who has been so good to me over the past few years. Gmail, whom I have come to know and trust. Gmail, who for some reason, decided to filter out some very important messages and send them into my Spam folder.

Gmail. Today, I am not happy with you.

TOM ARNOLD WROTE ME BACK! AND I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW!!! And he caught my sarcasm even though I was a little bit serious! And he wants to come to the UK! Well, probably not foreal but he at least pretended!

DREAMS DO COME TRUE.

I am so ashamed and disappointed in myself! But I am SO happy!

=Twitter relationship

I'm freaking out! I'm sorry I ever doubted you, Tom. Real sorry.

Throwback Thursday

2011-11-02T15:02:00.000-06:00

Pre-England life was good to me. I miss it!

So I shall revisit some bomb.com things that happened before I made my way over here.

One.

Thecircus.

It isawesome.

Somehowthree other people wanted to join in on these shenanigans, and I was real happy

about that. Because having four of usthere made it was less weird. I'm pretty sure we were

the only people there without children. Creepers.

Beforethe show they had a ‘meet and greet’ kind of thing where you could hang out with the clowns, watch the elephant paint, and try on costumes. And we did all of the above.

Thisclown was my best friend. We danced toLady Gaga together.

Oh. Another bonus. Clown noses. Sold. I’m in.

There were some crazy happenings under that big top! I’m not complaining. But I am admitting to being a little jealousof their useless skills.

Thesetwo brothers were my favorite. They werereally really strong. No homo.

Nowait-these two brothers (and Elisa) were my favorite!

Thanks Ringling Brothers. You da best.

Sheep

2011-11-02T09:07:00.000-06:00

I've been making some goals for my time in England.

One of them is to go sheep-tipping, then work my way up to cow-tipping.

I made a failed attempt this past weekend (there were sheep roaming on a hill right behind where we stayed. lets just say a couple Chinese girls and i made quite a scene chasing the surprisingly fast sheep)

Also, these are really ridiculous pictures of me. You're welcome.

(Don't mind the hair. or the face. or the shoes/dress/coat combo)

Oughtershaw

2011-11-01T15:39:00.000-06:00

This weekend was spent in the middle of nowhere.

Seriously.

We slept in a renovated barn. That had moldy smelling rooms and brown-yet still drinkable-water. It was next to one other barn. Next to only hills, sheep, and an occasional stone fence.

It was fantastic.

There was a 'fancy-dress' party (aka costume party), games, abseiling (aka repelling), a zip-line, and constant party time. And lots of British English vs. American English. Its so hard being the minority.

So good so great so lovely.

Happy Halloween

2011-10-31T07:35:00.004-06:00

Spooky Greetings from:

The Statue of Liberty!

(thanks mom. great idea)

(i love amERica)

And friends!

AND...

Fred Flintstone!

(we can all thank PC for commenting on this photo on FB so that it would come up on my news feed. we have a lot in common, PC and I, namely our love for Dwayne "the rock" Johnson)

Hope your Halloween is awesome.

Disappointment

2011-10-28T02:31:00.002-06:00

I have spent so many hours wondering what I did wrong. Or maybe it was something I didn't do. I just am not sure how to make him notice me or respond to my advances.

Yes, I am talking about Tom Arnold.

I guess its my typical problem. I meet someone, he makes the first move (ha! typical), I play it cool but still respond back in a timely yet witty manner, to ensure he knows I'm interested. And smart and clever.

But then? Nothing.

Tom. Why are you such a tease?

And why do I let myself get played. Time and time again. (the same thing happened with Snoop Dogg. And Justin Bieber. They NEVER notice me on Twitter)

My heart can't take much more of this.

This is how i like to remember him. When it was us:

I'll never give up.

I also love this picture

2011-10-27T12:56:00.001-06:00

Don't my brothers look just simply delightful? Makes me smile every time.

I love Wednesdays

2011-10-26T18:12:00.004-06:00

You know whats really great?

Wednesdays.

Because I have no class on Wednesdays.

And so I feel like I can study for a couple hours, and then play!

Which is exactly what I do best.

Plus, I had received an email from one of the programme leaders giving us some information today, but at the end she signed it "enjoy the sunshine", so it was really her telling me to go outside. I'm a really good listener.

York.

Why was this statue here? I have no idea. But I appreciate it.

The Shambles

And the river/clouds. I am loving these sunny days guys. I had no idea how happy the sun made me. But still, I am a little sad I'm missing out on the snowfall in Colorado.

Oh, and then you're wondering what I did tonight, eh? Well, every week after institute they do some sort of activity for us at the church. Tonight that activity was carving pumpkins.

We all know how much I love a good pumpkin carving. And if you don't, well, I love it.

There were some people who had never carved a pumpkin before, and a lot of the others hadn't done it very many times. Such a sad state. I was proud of my American heritage in disfiguring a perfect pumpkin.

I mostly gutted the pumpkin. It is weirdly my favorite part. And then Sam was in charge of carving out the excellent design. I don't want to sound too proud, but it was the best one.

(third from the right in the above photo. a mummy sticking out its tongue. i think. a close second is the one just next to us-the howling wolf. so clever.)

Bam.

Wednesday, I'll see you again next week.

Blergh.

2011-10-25T08:52:00.004-06:00

I just got dressed for the day. But you don't really know what time it is here, so its fine. Right?

I also just wrote a paragraph on how I think I have another ear infection (that makes 4 this year) but I deleted it. Because you guys don't want to read about my health issues!

You want to read about my other issues!

I have class in about ten minutes though, so I don't know how in depth we're going to get.

A few examples of my issues:

I'm struggling with the idea of wearing socks that peek up under my boots. You know what I mean? I think its the thing this fall/winter and I'm really trying. Right now I'm wearing socks under my boots and they were making their appearance, showing themselves. But I pushed them back down to the unseen world because I just can't dedicate myself to it.

I really do like all my roommates. I have no problems with any of them. I do have issues sharing a kitchen with 13 other people, though. So I have discovered days and times when nobody is in there, and I own that kitchen. 3:30 pm? I can have lunch then. 10pm? I'll make tomorrows breakfast. There are ways around this. A couple of my housemates have mentioned that they haven't seen me for awhile, and this is sad, but it is necessary for my sanity.

We had a fire-drill. Friday morning. 9 am. I never.ever.ever. had a fire-drill in college. It was really fun. Oh wait. It wasn't.

The bus that takes me to and from church is the smelliest bus I've ever been on.

The rest of the world does not use the phrase 'sugar daddy' (except for my class of teenage boys in Korea that i taught). Tonight in my linguistics class we were talking about word formations and she asked if anybody knew what it meant. Finally, a shining moment for yours truly.

Issues.

its foreal official now

2011-10-24T11:02:00.001-06:00

hoodie purchased. officially a student again.

A word on the weekend

2011-10-23T10:53:00.002-06:00

Such a good weekend. I'm sitting here completely content with my life, and it feels real good.

There are some choice people here, and I got to enjoy some dinner with them! Ben, Hannah, and Beth-you guys are great. And Mexican food? I'll learn to love the UK version of you.

My favorite part of this meal was when Hannah got her fudge waffle for dessert. In the menu it had been described as being 'drowning in fudge and caramel sauce" but when she got it, it looked more like it was wading in the fudge. So she brought this up to the waiter, and he returned to drown it in chocolate. Making things happen. That's what she does.

I also appreciated the fact that Ben expressed his love for the Backstreet Boys openly. Quit playin' games with my heart, Ben! Don't worry. Beth and I are already planning on making that concert happen. April seems sooo far away.

(I love these shoes. And the bus)

This weekend was also Stake Conference for church-when the congregations in a certain geographical location meet together as one big congregation-and it was real good. I left church feeling completely fulfilled in every way. I don't usually go all church on my blog, but I just want to say that this church is true. It just is. And it continually blesses me in every facet of my life. This conference was all about reaching out to people as Christ reaches out to people and it gave me a renewed desire to always be on the look out for those who need a hand. Love it.

What a special Saturday

2011-10-22T10:16:00.002-06:00

Because I just keep doing stuff like this, and I feel the need to share.

I won't be offended if you don't watch this.

Just another Saturday afternoon.

Better than studying

2011-10-21T04:55:00.004-06:00

I was counting myself lucky with such a beautiful Wednesday.

So when I woke up on Thursday and it was still as bright and shiny, I told myself I would sacrifice a day in the library for a stroll downtown. It was seriously painful when I was inside reading and the sun was outside shining.

And it was such a successful day!

I found my future husband:

(i don't even mind which one-but my top two are the accordion player and mr. headband)

They were jamming out hard. And I enjoyed it.

I went to the park and there are museums around but I mostly strolled. Here I am in front of the ruins of St. Mary's Abbey. Lots of ruins around these parts. But I guess that's what you get when the ruins date back to 1271. Nothing lasts anymore, you know?

The river that runs through the city.

Back to York Minster...I can't get enough of this place.

And a bit of downtown...

Yeah. I can study at night. Totally worth it.

800 Years Ago

2011-10-20T17:21:00.011-06:00

800 years ago there were some monks.

These monks set out to do some serious damage. And by damage I mean awesomeness. Because they built this abbey that was so massive. And so beautiful. And you know what? They didn't even have power tools! Some people don't even believe its that old, just because it is so mind boggling.

It's called Fountains Abbey. Check it. I checked it. So cool. And awe-inspiring.

(also, can you believe this is where Joanne's kids had their high school graduation? not.fair)

But wait. First let me back up.

Once upon a time I was born into a family. That family has relatives who moved to England a few years back. That family is now super close to me. It was so random to find out that my mom's cousin lives just a couple towns away from where I am now, but its also super nice. So on Wednesday Joanne and I got together (it was the first time we'd seen each other in a long time...like, since I was a child) and spent the day going around her town of Knaresborough and then she was nice enough to show me out to Fountains Abbey.

(we may or may not have almost the same hair. just noticed.)

It was so fun. She makes a wonderful bag lady. I would insert a picture of her holding bags right now, but I was a doof and forgot my camera's SD card on the day we got together. Luckily she was much more prepared and thus our time at the abbey is well documented.

The abbey really was astounding. It dates back to 1132 and is one of the biggest and best preserved Cistercian abbeys in all the land! (the land of England)

Those monks knew how to throw it down.

We even saw a monk! She's probably 800 years old, too. Ugh. So old. Also, I feel like Yoda in this picture. And I can't help but wish I had had this little outfit when I dressed up like Thomas Aquinas that one time...in college.

It was a perfect day, with seriously the most perfect weather we could've asked for. It was so sunny and nice out! And it was fun catching up with Joanne and hearing about family members I don't really know much about and the random commonalities among our families. Such a great day.

And one thing we talked about was how GREEN the grass and trees are here. Sometimes the grass is so green I think its blinding me. I love it. It's one of my favorite things.

So thanks Joanne! Next time I'll bring my camera. All of it.

I'm not embarrassed.

2011-10-18T14:39:00.001-06:00

(I'm a little embarrassed)

Happy Monday

2011-10-17T07:57:00.002-06:00

I woke up in a surprisingly and alarmingly good mood. Especially for a Monday. I was concerned for a moment that something was wrong with me, but then I decided to bask in the goodness I was feeling and so I danced around my room to some of my current favorite jams. (Miguel. Chris Brown. T-Swift.) The 15 year old inside was just busting it out this morning. And I think she should bust it out every morning.

My first (and only) class on Mondays is at 11 am. Not a bad time. Its not too far but since it was the first time we were meeting in this classroom I left a few minutes earlier. It wasn't hard to spot once I got in the building-I just followed the trail of Asians leading me to the right room. I was a little surprised, although I shouldn't have been, to find the room already packed! I was concerned I was late, but I looked at the time-nine minutes before class was to start-but then I realized why. These Chinese classmates are really making me rethink every part of my studying routine. Don't even get me started on trying to get a book from the library-those kids go in and hunt them down ages before the reading is even assigned! I am going to have to step up my game. It is going to be difficult.

Hey Darren-they have bacon flavored chips (or in their words 'crisps') here. Delicious.

I'm planning on spending the rest of my Monday studying what I can out of the books I was able to snag from the library. And trying not to freeze-the wind is especially chilly today. And as nerdy as it sounds, it feels good being back in the classroom. I'm excited to start figuring out a thesis (i'll not be as excited later i'm sure) and trying my hand at this whole 'graduate school' thing.

Today was good

2011-10-14T16:49:00.004-06:00

It was real good.

One time I lived in Korea. And when I lived in Korea I met a girl named Ruth. Ruth happens to live in England...actually, she conveniently lives just a few towns away from me! I couldn't have planned it better myself. So today we got together and just chatted about life and she showed me around her home turf.

Enter Harrogate:

After Harrogate we went and walked around the town of Knaresborough for a bit. The day was looking like it was going to be cold and rainy for awhile, but it held out and let us wander. And it was sunny by the time I got back to York. Feels so good!

Anyways, Knaresborough was a lovely little town. Kind of the epitome of what you envision a little English town to be like. Quaint, even.

Also, on a completely unrelated note, I am going to a Taiwanese party tomorrow. Wish me luck.

Boy Bands

2011-10-14T14:50:00.005-06:00

My friends,

We all know that I have a certain obsession with those pop stars of my youth. Namely, the Backstreet Boys. Maybe just yesterday I spent a considerable amount of time watching some of their old music videos. Maybe.

Also maybe I noticed that Nick Carter had the Biebers hair just a couple years before JB was born. haha ok not really but he was probably a baby (baby baby, oh)! And don't get me wrong, Justin actually looks good in his hair cut. Nick, please never go back here.

Anyways, what I want to really point out here is this:

It is a tragedy. It seems as though Mr. Lance Bass of NSYNC is trying his hand at being Lou Pearlman and making his own boyband. And this is what he's come up with.

Disappointing, Lance. Really.

Let's just hope this is one big joke, because if its real...I just don't know what to think anymore.

FREE.

2011-10-12T09:13:00.003-06:00

Being one of three non-Asians in a cohort of 150 really has its perks. Sometimes I feel like they all stare me down whenever I talk/walk in/sit there. No joke. Today in class they were talking about this online quiz on "Academic Integrity" (which apparently is a novel idea for different cultures. Plagiarism is bad, right? PC was saying how in India everyone does it-they just copy/paste like its going out of style!. So random). Anyways, someone had a question about it and I had just finished it this morning so I was saying the answer. EVERYONE turned around and stared as I spoke. And every person I meet asks me "Why do you study this?". I do what i want!

But back to the issue at hand. I feel like there are divisions forming among the class, and I had to pick one.

There were several offers from different Chinese groups.

(I felt like George Sr. in Arrested Development, trying to decide what gang to join in prison. "I feel like the prettiest girl at the ball!")

But the Taiwanese really stepped up their game and so I have officially chosen their side. They knew where to go to get free coffee/hot chocolate for International Students and so we made our way over after our meeting today.

Free hot chocolate and them talking in Chinese half the time while I sit there? Sold.

One of these is not like the others

2011-10-10T12:25:00.003-06:00

Story of my life.

Today was my first real day of graduate school.

I'm so grown up.

I had some welcome meetings this morning, an informational library session (it's for sure no harold, but i don't think there's another like him on the planet), and then my first lecture. Two

hours long. Lets just say I got my new Taiwanese friends to exclaim with me "life is so hard!" Because two hours?! On Research Methods in Language Learning? I didn't even remember the name of the course-I had to go look it up. But yeah, its going to be good.

Let me back up for a second...I get to the first class, which was a meeting for everyone in my course study, and I laughed out loud (LOL'd as some people say) as I turned the corner and saw

a sea of Asians. Probably a hundred of them. There are two other non-Asians in the class. And I just think about how I should've anticipated this, but I really didn't, so it was kind of surprising! I sat next to a girl from Hong Kong in my morning class (and my two roommates. so glad i could

pick them out!) and this afternoon I met and bonded with the Taiwanese. There were a few of them, and once I met one I had to meet them all! My favorite is the girl who's English name is Fanny. Because who has the name Fanny? This girl.

We had about an hour break between the library session and our lecture, so they invited me to have some coffee (or hot chocolate?) with them. It was pretty fun as I demonstrated the Chinese language skills I possess, we chatted about how I have the worst living situation (14 people for the kitchen-they laughed at me), and then we just kind of made fun of Fanny. So glad to have

that friend already picked out..and so glad its not me. They invited me to lots of Taiwanese club meetings (totally going) and then said they had so many Chinese roommates themselves that they refer to their dorms as China Town.

It was a good day. Even though I got my first homework in three years and I haven't quite figured out what studying means again. I'm sure I'll get there.

Also, one of my peeps said that there are enough candy bars here to eat a different one every day. I'm doing my best to see if thats true.

(also, it is a feat that i haven't taken a nap today and its 8pm.

i've been trying really hard to get here.

me=adult)

Things I Learned Today

2011-10-08T12:33:00.004-06:00

Saturday.

-Costcutter is a grocery store, not a place you go for a discount hair cut

-Mexican food in the UK is not very good...I don't even know why I tried

-I can still sleep until 2 pm.

-OMGOSHH just had a moment with Indian Guy-his name is Prahkar aka PC so from this moment on I will call him one of those names. Well, I was just sitting here on my laptop, blogging, and someone knocked on my door. I hurried and put pants on and there was PC, standing there, asking for MY help opening a can of tuna. I don't know why he came to me, but I was so honored. We only have a bunk can opener so it took a hot minute to figure out how to open the can, but mission accomplished! Too bad he was born in 1989. Or not too bad...awww yeahhhhh. And he told me we could party in his room any time. BAM.

-Kanye West coming on the radio while shopping at H&M makes life a little bit better

-I was just talking to a visitor Indian guy whose real name actually is Ali and I told him I didn't drink. Then he asked if I drank juice. So I clarified that I don't drink alcohol. And then there was a pause and I started talking to PC again, and I looked at Ali and he had this distant look in his face. So I asked him what was up and he said he was just thinking about how I don't drink. "I've never met anyone like you before". Changing lives.

-I am the oldest person in my house. Awesome. And probably the most mature.

-The rain and I need to work something out. And fast.

Another video?! York.

2011-10-07T13:44:00.004-06:00

This one has a couple surprises. You'll want to stick around. Or not.

Today was legit. I woke up and went to some random welcome orientation. It was awesome. Only mostly boring. They really have some York pride here, which I can respect. We're really smart. So it makes sense I'm roommates with so many Chinese people. And they're so funny, because they ask me why I came to England for TESOL when I obviously could've just stayed at home and done the same thing. "Why not!?" is my typical response.

Today one of the girls-her English name is Sherry-approached me and asked "so you

don't have any friends in York?". "Nope. I have no friends". "Oh, maybe we can be good friends then!"

I hope so Sherry. And Patty. And Kirk.

My real goal for wandering around downtown was not to buy a sweet Cher record, but to find me a phone and hopefully have time to see the famous York Minster.

(or an old bookstore! i love old bookstores)

The York Minster is one of the largest Gothic cathedrals in Northern Europe, and I admit I was taken aback at its size. It's so big! I feel like I barely got to really see it for what its worth so I know I'll be going back. But luckily for me, I got there just a few minutes before a Choral Evensong was about to start. So I walked right in and enjoyed the service. I was really impressed with the boys choir-I guess I'd never really been to a live service with a live boys choir, but those kids could sing! Their soprano voices were strong and just perfect. I was slightly jealous. One kid had Justin Bieber hair too, so I feel like if they just channel his talent in a slightly different direction they could bank on that.

As I was sitting there I had an overwhelming sense of gratitude for being able to come here. Like really? This is my life. Sitting in a cathedral built hundreds of years ago, listening to a boys choir, on a beautiful sunny day. Life is good.

(oh heyy guy fawkes. yorkpride)

ALSO

2011-10-06T10:51:00.003-06:00

I'm gone for one day and Steve Jobs dies?! I feel so out of the loop.

I was listening to the radio in the cab today and they had a programme about it, with people calling in and just talking about the influence this man had on the world.

It was then I started talking to my cab driver and he revealed he did not know who Steve Jobs was! I thought it was so crazy. But there were a couple others on the radio who weren't positive who he was either. So wild.

Thought this was cool:

( image via Art Jonak)

RIP Steve!

I Live in York Now.

2011-10-06T10:18:00.003-06:00

My friends.

I live in York now. And its weird.

It's not my first time living in a foreign country, but it is most definitely a different vibe here than in Korea. I think in Korea the fact I didn't speak the language and that I was super different was strangely a more comforting feeling. The isolation was obvious but not necessarily chosen. Here I have the beauty of knowing everything that is going on around me, but it leaves me feeling more alone. Its so weird. And don't get me wrong. I am doing well. I'm on day 1. Its my normal adjustment cycle starting.

Anyways, here is a video I made of my living situation! The video isn't my best but I most definitely look really good. (The rain makes my hair sad)

Yes, I live in a house/flat dorm. Its three floors, I'm on the top. There are six rooms on the top two floors and I think three rooms on the bottom floor. I only think this because of the 15 lockers in the kitchen, forcing me to assume there are 15 rooms.

As mentioned in the video, there are a lot of Chinese people here. Naturally it makes me feel a little bit more at home being surrounded by Asians. They seem really nice and a couple are in my programme (*notice i am british now) as well, so I'll be seeing them a lot. One Chinese boy. One Indian boy. Me. Another American (i haven't met her) and the rest are Chinese. Bam!

So I get in yesterday after the longest day of my life traveling and I am smelly. Its true. I need to take a shower real bad, so its on my list of 'to-do asap'. I get all my stuff into my room, wallow in tiredness and hunger, but then decide to venture out to the bathroom for a shower. On each floor there is a separate room for the toilet and shower. Or bath.

Yes, I gather all my stuff (minus a towel because who has room to pack a towel? or buy a towel somewhere close by before showering-because there is no where close to buy a towel I realized so instead of a towel i grab my sweat pants. i'm gross but i lacked options) and I head to what I think to be where the shower is. But there, sitting in the room, is a bath tub. Why the deuce did these people think that I would prefer baths over showers on a daily basis? I don't know. And I didn't really care enough to find out. So I took a bath. And don't worry, they have the hot and cold waters coming out of different spouts and believe me when I say the hot is HOT. Burns the skin.

After my bath I walked 3o minutes to get Pizza Hut. I don't regret it.

(i also later walked the other floors and they have showers. so while i'm bummed they're not on my floor, you better believe i'll be using their stuff)

I walked around the closest part of downtown near me looking for any kind of store that would sell towels or blankets but found nothing. The rain was about to start so I came home, hoping for the best: warmth. The best did not happen.

I fell asleep at like...7:30 pm last night. And I was warm enough under my sheet. But then the night fell harder and I woke up. Freezing. The bed had been right next to the window, and the draft was rough. I put on three pairs of pants. And regretted not bringing a hoodie (i shall purchase one asap). So I grabbed my coat and put it over me. This sufficed until I woke up at a normal time. And then I moved my bed for draft protection. Best idea I've had all day.

Anyways, as much as those stories seem upsetting, they're not! Orientation starts tomorrow so I'll meet some peeps there. Hopefully. And today I had some really nice people help me. Like the lady at ASDA (aka Walmart) who chatted with me about York and things to look out for. And the cab driver who helped me carry in my bags. And the cashier who was so patient for me to get cash out the ATM because their reader wouldn't take my credit card. Also, the fact that they use the word 'love' so much makes me smile.

"Hello love, where can I take you today?"

"Just give me a minute, love"

So.precious.

New Game

2011-10-04T00:51:00.002-06:00

This is where I am today:

And tomorrow I go here:

I'll see you when you come visit me!

(also i seriously miss you all a lot already. so i really am banking on you visiting me)

Current Thoughts

2011-09-27T21:05:00.003-06:00

So I said something to Tom Arnold on TWITTER and I've been waiting all night for a response, but he has yet to give one. And I know he's been on twitter because he said some other stuff. So now it is my sole purpose in life to get him to notice me.

(ps this is the same tactic i use to get boys. it usually doesn't work, but you gotta think it will work ONE TIME! so i keep it up)

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The first day of not having my paint by number has been really rough. I woke up and just kinda stared at it. You can too, if you want. Just scroll down to that last post. And admire. Its what I do.

(strangely enough, that is also another thing i do to get boys to notice me. don't be surprised if you wake up one day and see me admiring you)

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I had some Thai food for lunch today. Usually I love Pad Thai, but this place was simply average. It was somewhat disappointing, but the company made up for it. It was when I was in downtown Denver today that it finally hit me that I am moving to another country in a week. I was waiting for the light rail to bring me back towards my home, and then BAM!

These were my thoughts:

-What if I forgot how to read textbooks?

-What if I freeze to death in the frigid temperatures of England?

-Will the people there appreciate my English accent?

Among other things.

But luckily I am an expert at shoving my feelings/thoughts into a corner of my mind and replacing them with thoughts of The Backstreet Boys and how the Hunger Games movies could find a fitting BSB song for every scene of the upcoming movie.

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I love you.

Paint By Number Genius

2011-09-26T21:40:00.002-06:00

The masterpiece is done.

(many thanks to logan, janna, and the inspiring nature of my work)

Big Weekend

2011-09-26T09:35:00.003-06:00

It's been a good weekend here in the world of Cindy.

I hung out with friends-I have friends! They are cool. On Friday we ventured out to the Mile High Market wherein we were slightly disappointed by the flea market, but then we got to the furniture section of the market and I automatically wanted to buy lots of things I didn't need. It was then followed by a psychoanalysis that I'm craving furniture because I'm also craving some roots in my life. Always picking up and going-thats what I do.

Anyways. That wasn't important. What's important here is that after that we went to Casa Bonita! If you don't know Casa Bonita, you should. And if you ever come to Denver, you should go there. Because it is awesome. It is a Mexican Restaurant unlike any other restaurant.

Inside it has cliff divers, Black Bart's Cave, an all you can eat dinner menu (so a lot of average food!) and its just like you're eating in the middle of a Mexican villa. And I just read on Wikipedia that it used to be a chain of restaurants, but the one in Denver is the only one left. Don't let it follow in the steps of its brothers and close. Go there.

I also went to my little brothers band competition. It was a first in my life. But it was pretty entertaining and they had really good soft pretzels.

Two other life changing things happened this weekend:

I won a game of Hearts! I won't post the other screen shot because it says how many games I've won and how many I've lost. And thats just really embarrassing. But just know-I won.

ALSO! This is maybe the most life changing:

Do you see that? One of the people who shaped my childhood (and who is featured in the classic and hilarious movie The Stupids) IS FOLLOWING ME ON TWITTER. WE CAN COMMUNICATE. I am so excited. Sure he made a mistake by dating Rosanne, but nobody is perfect.

What should I say to him? I need your help.

Stover S's

2011-09-25T10:02:00.001-06:00

These are my girls.

I miss them a lot.

This past year I worked a not so glamorous job. I left Korea a couple weeks early to get this job, and I often wondered why I did this. I mean, there were some perks. I'd be working with my BFF Darren (its been a long time since I did a Dare shout out, but believe you me, he's still #1), but it left much for want being there.

I did, however, come to realize why it was MTB (meant to be).

It was so I could meet these girls.

I spent more time with them over the summer then I did with anyone else. We spent long hours at work, and sometimes we actually worked. But most of the time (after we finished the important things) we had a good time. We balanced out our days with the crossword (building those brain cells) and sharing stories about our lives. It was a perfect little support group! Through new relationships, breakups, bunion surgeries, potential hookups, and frustrations about life, we worked through it all. It was these at these times I was really grateful for coming back to this job. They are awesome (mostly good...but sometimes a little awquard)

And I seriously really miss them. I miss hearing about their days. And I miss forcing my stories upon them. They are some of the best people I've ever known.

So to you, my Stover S's (Roxanne might read this), know that you are da best! And mo' betta than the rest.

Also, while I was joking about how I hoped my replacement would suck, I didn't actually mean it. So I'm sorry about that-my bad!

Donald is gone.

2011-09-23T12:32:00.002-06:00

Last week was pretty emotional. I think I'm just getting out of that slump. So many feelings!

But there were lots of good feelings. Like, it was sad Donald was leaving, but it was also really awesome. Because he's going to be a great little missionary.

This is our last picture together. So good.

And then. He just left. Gone-zo. The MTC swept him up and we said goodbye.

So proud of him!

Hong Kong is so lucky.

Serving Time Cafe

2011-09-23T12:17:00.002-06:00

There is a special place in Utah. A place where few dare to go but where the rewards for going are superb.

This place? The prison cafe.

Just at the point of the mountain, with a lovely few of the mountains and barbed wire fences, there is a cafe open to the public.

This cafe is staffed by some inmates at the prison. They make your food. Because they are learning useful skills! So the food is cheap, and its good. You should probably go.

You should also probably go because they like to joke!

I think it used to be called the Hard Times Cafe, but it is now the Serving Time Cafe. I think one of the best parts of going there, besides the delicious food, is the company. You dine with some of America's finest. I'm speaking, of course, of police officers AND what looked like a gang of construction workers.

You really feel a sense of community.

And we're just really awesome for going. Although we did miss Logan. Those precious heirlooms better have been worth it.

There's even outside seating!

Janna cut my hair

2011-09-17T20:35:00.006-06:00

It was an exciting Monday. After a lot of talk, the mission was finally accomplished.

Janna really did cut my hair!

And a lot of it...

You guys. I'm just going to be honest and say that Janna did a pretty dang good job for never cutting hair before. It had a good shape. It was a tad shorter than I had anticipated, but the foundation of the haircut? Awesome. Great. Enjoyable.

But then...Bridget at Fantastic Sams fixed it up a little bit. It was really a two part process. It couldn't have worked without the both of them.

Thanks you two!

Also, please, BYU, could you stop dropping the ball? Gracias.

GBYE PROVO

2011-09-15T22:11:00.002-06:00

I made the first step of my next step of life.

And it was hard.

I left Provo. And I think its for the last time. It's a weird feeling. I've left before, but I've always gone back. But this time seems different. And that makes me sad. Saying goodbye was wayyyyy harder than normal. And Donald went into the MTC the same day, so lots of leaving.

It is exciting, though, as I am now in Denver at home, hanging out with the family here until I cross the pond. A stepping stone of sorts.

Last night I couldn't sleep for awhile so I flipped through some of the pamphlets the university sent me to prepare for school. I learned some things about my future:

1. My school has several pubs on campus. I will find a job working at one.

2. I'm pretty sure 90% of the other international students are Asian. Win.

3. I'm already worried about failing out. I won't. But I still worry.

4. I'm moving to England. Whaaat?

And, as always, Kanye speaks to me/for me.

Meat.

2011-09-08T09:18:00.000-06:00

Last week we went to eat at this place Pat's BBQ in Salt Lake. To say goodbye to friends moving across the country. It was sad. But also delicious.

Randon and Bethanie. Please don't forget about us!

The BBQ was pretty legit. Lots of meat. Darren really enjoyed it.

Love that face. I also loved that they had this painting on the wall. It was almost as if the real President Cowboy Obama was with us during dinner.

I also spilled my drank all over the place! Sorry waiter Rhett.

PARK CITY

2011-09-07T14:42:00.000-06:00

Labor Day weekend=big success.

Because I did this most of the time:

(also please click on this and look closely at Janna's face...creep!)

Yes, I slept like a stick! No wiggling allowed (someone didn't adhere to this...)

The gang went to Park City and it was just fantastic. The only time I got out of bed on Sunday was to eat (surprise!) and go to church. And there were like 3085893 people in that congregation because of the long weekend. I saw the boy I was in love with my sophomore year of college and wanted to talk to him...but then I saw his wife and child and decided against it. Big mistake, Jesse.

Anyways, this picture is awesome guys. You win.

A more typical Sunday photo...hey look! Aaron came! We so lucky.

This is what I like to call a Ford sandwich...yum! It's delicious.

Best moment of the trip/my life: Darren and the corn incident. You're welcome Dare!

See, I told you! Why leave when it just felt right?

Then on Monday we hit up the outlet stores! And it was good.

Proof:

What recession?!?!

Also, do you spy the one and only Mark? Because that was just the cherry on top of this weekend.

And this is why we're all friends:

Janna's shirt says it all.

Adult.

2011-09-07T09:39:00.000-06:00

The other night when I woke up in the middle of the night BECAUSE MY THROAT/BODY WAS BURNING and I thought I was going to die I decided something needed to happen.

Enter: Tums/best thing to ever happen to me

This makes me a real adult now, right?

Fam time

2011-09-06T17:12:00.004-06:00

Last weekend I got to go home for some extra special family bonding time.

Because little brother Donald is going on his mission next week!

(It makes me sad, so I don't really want to talk about that)

But I was able to hear him speak in his farewell and it was just perfect. This boy is legit. He is full of life and love and goodness and I feel really honored to be his sister. There were some rough times, but lately I've felt extra close to him and so it makes it that much harder to say goodbye. It will be fun to share emails from across the world though...

And lets be serious, I'm honored to be sister to all these boys. I am really lucky, because they are all just upstanding men. They are guys who respect everyone and are just so fun. They are the best guys I know!

And since I'm leaving, and Donald is leaving, and Kris is going to school in Idaho, and life seems to be just going crazy right now, I'm in a weirdly sentimental mood and don't know how to handle it.

In other news, if you want to know what I'll look like the rest of my life, here is a glimpse into the future.

Life is hard

2011-09-01T11:53:00.000-06:00

You guys, let me just be real right now.

I leave pretty soon.

And while I'm really excited about school and living in England and progressing in these areas of my life, I am also really sad.

It's a strange feeling.

Usually by now, I am full of excitement. I'm planning my future life and dreaming about what it'll be like, but this time around, its a different type of excitement. I feel like I'm saying real goodbyes. It's a little bit depressing. And its this realization that is just making things a little tougher this go around.

I've been a tad nomadic for the past few years. And I've loved it. But I think I'm finally thinking that one day, soon, I'll want to put down some roots.

It's wack.

Also, I went to the dentist today for a check up and they told me I had beautiful gums. And no cavities! For some reason I take extreme pride in any compliments from the dentist. Like hearing them tell me they can tell that I floss is better than anything anyone else could say to me. Seriously. And when I left them I felt real sadness.

I am sad to leave my dentist.

AND Beyonce and Jay-Z are having a baby.

That is awesome.

"You're friend is still drunk...

2011-08-30T17:16:00.004-06:00

...She's actually the sober one"

A real comment from the lady at the liquor store this past weekend. And my friends making sure to clarify. It's impressive, really.

I had a great week, guys. I went up to Seattle to see some friends I made in Korea. Good people. They really are. And its just nice to spend some time with those people who helped shape such a big part of my Korean experience and therefore my life. We could talk about it and not feel bad for being boring to those around us, we could reminisce, we could make whole new memories. And all those things we did!

First up: San Juan Islands

We didn't really plan anything, but we eventually made it up to the San Juans! They are beautiful. Go there. Seriously. You won't regret it.

We played with Chris at his cabin/island. And caught a crab. And cooked it. And ate it. We wanted to hunt a deer, but we were less successful at that.

And we partied. And my friend might have fallen/jumped out of a second story window. Nobody really knows what happened, but we do know she got some pretty decent battle wounds from whatever she did.

And it was good.

Truths

2011-08-17T16:44:00.004-06:00

I, Cindy, hold these truths to be self evident.

I haven't watched Law and Order for like ten days straight. I know, tis very surprising for all of us. But I have been keeping up with the new season of Project Runway. You wanna know who my favorite is?

This guy. Josh M. Because he is hysterical. And look at him. His eyebrows are amazing. Ok so maybe I love his eyebrows more than him...but I do love him too. I don't know if he'll go very far, but he'll always have a place in my heart/fashion/eyebrow envy.

Also, did you know I'm psychic? Because I am. Donald just reminded me about how one year and a half ago he went to a school dance and that he blogged about it. And in that blog he stated he would never go to a school dance again.

But then on that blog, I commented this:

If you can't read it, it says "yeah-last school dance until you decide to go to prom and get voted royalty or something. i guess we'll see"

AND THAT ALL HAPPENED!!!

So if you want to know your future, just leave a comment!

Also, I know I suck at responding to comments but I promise if you write on this post I will. Believe it.

AND lastly, on Sunday I was sitting in church, just minding my own business, when a woman walked in with her kids. Three of them. The two boys looked to be about the same age-like 2 or 3 and then the woman was also holding a baby girl. Maybe six months.

She walked in late, and her boys were a little fussy. So then she told them to go to their grandparents, who were sitting in the row behind me. One boy went to them, but the other boy stayed with the mom. The mom then sat down in the seat right next to me.

Immediately, I'm talking .2 seconds after sitting down, she asks me if I would mind holding her baby girl as she puts her in my lap. So there I am, holding a strangers baby.

I was fine with it at first. I mean, her boy was being loud so I thought I'd do a solid and hold the girl until the mom got the boy settled down. And soon, she did settle him down. And he was not making any noise.

I thought she'd take her baby back, but she did not.

Then her son went back to the grandparents too.

Lets do the math:

2 boys=grandparents

1 girl=my lap

0 children=the actual mom

I thought, ok, she'll take her kid back in a second. She just needs a minute of non-baby holding time. I can understand that.

But no. My friends, she did not take her baby back for another 20 or so minutes. Even as the child began to fuss, she simply grabbed a toy and gave it to her kid. While I was holding her. I was waiting so patiently for her to remove her child from my care, but it simply did not happen until the mom was completely ready...and about ten minutes before the meeting ended.

I do not understand this.

Demolition Derby

2011-08-15T03:32:00.000-06:00

You guys, I'm sorry I've been complaining so much.

You want to know what I won't complain about?

This guy:

You're welcome, Logan. Doesn't he look so good in that mustache? HOT. And so mature.

It was my first derby and I must say, it was most excellent. The cars-they just drive into each other! And crash! And then keep driving! (i'm using as many exclamation points as i can for logan...its his birthday present. ya welcome).

Matt and Ruben came too. I can respect that.

Don't worry, I made sure to eat a slushee, a soft pretzel, some dr. pepper, and two paper plates worth of french fries. Expensive and delicious!

I hope Logan has another birthday soon, so we do this again.

I Will Now Rant About:

2011-08-13T15:10:00.002-06:00

When I first moved to Provo, a few years ago, I struggled with loving it.

I went through a big phase of hating it.

But then, I loved it. I never thought I could love it, but I did. I grew to love the lines that form at the grocery store at 11:45 pm on Saturday nights because people didn't want to shop on Sunday. I decided I could love eavesdropping on people's conversations and hearing about their missionary or ward drama. I love the mountains (although i still claim colorado's to be mo' betta). Lots of things to love here people.

But there are some things that I don't love. And now I will rant about them.

BYU/Provo housing. The transition between summer term and fall semester leaves hundreds of students homeless. It is just stupid. But worse than that is my landlord. She is ridiculous. This morning, a Saturday, I go in to take a shower around 9:30ish. Keep in mind, I currently am without roommates. So I'm in the shower and then I hear a knock at the door. My bathroom door.

I HAVE NO ROOMMATES. WHY IS THERE SOMEONE IN MY HOUSE?!

A woman then says that she's there to do some cleaning. So just an fyi, she's in my house.

Then I spent the rest of my time in the shower talking/singing about how I hate my landlord/everyone. Because really? No warning?

Also, I hate the restaurant La Dolce Vita. It is "Italian". But really it is probably the worst restaurant in all of the world. Seriously, I've never been to a worse restaurant in the entire world. It is quite a feat. I don't know how anyone can really like it, or go to it, or encourage others to go to it. So here and now I say that you should never go there. If you find yourself in Provo, Utah, please go somewhere else-anywhere else. There's a Taco Bell not far-that would be better. I seriously want to destroy this restaurant.

Lastly, I just stopped by the new thrift store "Junk in my Trunk". Mostly I wanted to go there because a. I love thrift stores and b. that's a clever name!

I walked in and it smelled like a gas station bathroom (after a hoard of truckers had used it and their last meal was Beto's). Seriously. Butt smell.

Never go there either.

Happy weekend!!

Y not?

2011-08-10T21:48:00.005-06:00

Today at work I was standing outside when a spider found its way on my shoulder. A daddy long-leg to be precise. Then it quickly made its way down my shirt.

I had to grab the spider out from my shirt.

It was icky.

But that didn't scare me from nature!

So tonight I hiked the Y.

Yeah, I don't know why either.

But it happened.

If I Compulsively Updated My Facebook Status

2011-08-09T23:01:00.003-06:00

These would be recent additions:

-You know those days when you decide to clean your whole house, and then when you're done you look in the mirror and see how sweaty and gross you've become? That's what I look like every day

-I'm really glad those riots started all over England...the exact day I committed to living there. Great! Fantastic!

-Today I sliced open the same thumb twice. It was sad. Lots of band-aids.

-My landlady keeps bringing people to see my apartment and I'm really worried they're going to walk in on me when I'm not wearing pants. Because I do it a lot. And she doesn't knock.

-When I'm not paint-by-numbering, I'm thinking about it.

-Just because I can paint by number, doesn't mean I can paint. I learned this the hard way tonight.

One Time I Worked At: A Series

2011-08-08T21:59:00.002-06:00

Recently I've been thinking about all the different jobs I've been able to have up to this point in my life. Maybe its because I really hate my current job and would rather go do any of these jobs again instead. But whatever the reason, you deserve to know. I actually worked these jobs. These are my stories. dun dun!

A lot of my random jobs came during the summer months home from college. I went home every summer during college, but strangely ended up living in Provo the two summers following graduation. It was weird.

Anyways, for summer jobs you just really had to network. Luckily people had my back and I got to work some solid jobs.

One summer I got a position working at an insurance company at their front desk. It was an interesting situation in that the agent in the office got in a horseback riding accident and became paralyzed, leaving her in a rehab center for a couple months after her surgery. Her son, who normally didn't work in the office but I'm pretty sure was also a licensed agent, decided to take care of her clients and workload while she recovered. To help ease this transition for him, he wanted to hire on a secretary of sorts. Enter: me.

A lady in my ward knew the agent and sent me to interview. It was one of those interviews that was just for kicks, because I was automatically hired for the 12 hours a week (i know, it kept me pretty busy...) Now, let me just say right now that I had/have no real interest or knowledge of any part of the insurance business. My job was to answer the phones, give quotes to people (i hated this the most, because, well, i was probably wrong most of the time) and other odds and ends the boss man Eric would have me do. At least I think his name was Eric. I don't really remember.

One of the more awkward moments was one day when Eric came into the office and was obviously hung over. Or maybe just really, really tired. He wanted to go visit his mom in the hospital so naturally he made me drive him there. In his car. Maybe worse was that I was mildly attracted to him, and he had really nice cologne. This is all I remember of him. I wish I had more memories...like his real name because I'm pretty sure now that that's not right.

Anyways, sometimes Eric made me go out on the town to take pictures of clients properties for their files. When he was explaining it to me I remember being very confused.

Eric: Ok, Cindy, I need you to go take pictures of these people's houses. I need you to do a close up of their roof so I can see the shingles, a picture of the front of their house, and then a pic of their electrical box.

Cindy: Their electrical box? Isn't that usually at the back of the house?

Eric: Yes

Cindy: So what if they're not home? Do I just go back later?

Eric: No, if you can get through their fence, just go back. Watch out for dogs.

And watch out for dogs I did. I probably broke into dozens of backyards. I was chased by a few dogs. I remember one house in particular was in downtown Denver, in kind of a shady part of town. I drove past it at least three times trying to decide if I should even try to approach this one. There were two very large men sitting in the front yard, and I was a little scared. But then I just got out of my car and in my most professional voice I asked them if I could take a picture of their roof. And electrical box. Because why else would I be there?

They kind of joked around, like men do, pretending to be funny but really I just tried not to run away. They let me into their backyard but they stayed in the front. It was when I rounded the corner I saw their giant dog. It looked mean. I stayed close to the house. The dog ran towards me...and just at the moment it would've been in arms length, it was pulled back by its chain. Just like the movies my friends.

I didn't move. I got the best picture I possibly could, and then I ducked out as quick as possible.

And that's why I'm not cut out for the insurance business.

This is my life: Friday Edition

2011-08-05T22:39:00.003-06:00

Today had the potential to be an amazing. I was taking a half day at work to get some things done in Salt Lake. I was going to finish up my chores there and then do something awesome- go to a movie at the Broadway, or hang out at REI, or just do something fun. You know, to celebrate Friday.

So I get home from work. And I double check my appointment. I needed to have my fingerprints taken for my visa for England. (oh, remember how i'm moving to England for grad school soon?) And then I realize I need to print off a page of confirmation in order to go to my appointment. I'm worried about running late, but I head over to BYU to use a printer real quick and get on my way. I show up a few minutes late, but I get it done. In and out in less than five minutes.

And since I'm in the neighborhood, I stop by and say hi to one of my friends who worked close by. We chat for a few minutes. Then I decide I'm going to forgo doing something awesome and instead go home and take a nap. It's what I do.

I start my drive back to Provo.

Then, something unusual happens.

Billowing out from under my hood, white smoke appears to be heading towards the sky.

I think, hey, its pretty hot out, but this hot?

My car starts shaking a little bit. And not a normal car shake, but like a sick cough. Its like Bruce was telling me something was up.

I drove about five miles, to Sandy, and decided to exit. At the stop light my car died. But then it was reborn and I made it to a gas station.

I popped the hood and pretended to know what I was doing. Then I called my genius brother David who actually does know what he's doing. After some searching, I found some antifreeze and poured it in my car. No big deal, right? Just out of antifreeze. Easy fix.

Wrong. Very, very wrong.

A few more miles down, and the temperature gauge was already at its highest and my check engine light shined. I pull off at Draper. My car completely dies as I pull into a parking spot at Ikea.

I am sad.

I call David again. I call/text lots of people. I see how much it would cost to tow my car. I wait. I figured maybe I just didn't give it enough cool down time. So I kept waiting. And then I decided to drive again, but it didn't even start up normal. It sounded so sad. I pulled into a McDonalds down the street and used their internet to see if there was a (get in the zone) Autozone around. And wait. Then I go outside again, and after explaining the situation to David, I realize the antifreeze I put in my car was leaking out onto the ground. Unfortunate.

Anyways...then more sad stuff happens. Just realize this resulted in me stopping to refill on antifreeze multiple times, my car dying several times, a few tears of frustration, and hatred for everything and everyone.

It only took me THREE AND A HALF HOURS to drive home. Instead of, you know, 45 minutes.

I didn't even get a nap.

Afterwards I tried making myself feel better by saying I'm glad it happened on my way home, and not there, because I didn't want to have to schedule another appointment. And that I actually got home, so that was good. But I still had/have bitterness in my bones.

But then I went to the Joshua James concert. And that was good.

Pioneer Day 2011

2011-07-29T21:09:00.005-06:00

Utah is a great state for several reasons.

One of the best reasons, though, is Pioneer Day.

It is another paid day off of work, it is celebrated with fireworks (who doesn't love those?), sometimes my hair gets caught on fire on Pioneer Day (in case you are not familiar with this story, one time a certain individual started lighting a match right next to me as i was pouring lighter fluid onto the fire and my body/head/hair caught on fire. but i survived...oh look, a picture!),

and this year, we really made magic happen.

We were in Bear Lake for the weekend, and the porch was lit up in celebration of the hand cart pushers/pullers and pioneer children who walked and walked and walked!

For some weird reason, someone suggested we write poems about the pioneers and then have a talent show. To honor those who crossed the plains. And what a great idea it turned out to be. Everyone participated and I think I speak for all of us when I say we were all impressed/jealous of some of the other talent. I mean, some of these people. They have gifts.

Katie was especially dedicated to her poem, and her hard work paid off. A natural poet, this one!

Other fine performers (all of whom did excellent jobs-and can't you just see pure joy on their faces?! We love the Pioneers!)

This is the only good picture I got of someone's talent. And when I say good, I mean my zoom button got stuck but luckily it was zoomed in on the right place! Or, wrong place?

My poem was about a fictional boy named Tommy Jones who crossed the plains. But by poem I mean rap. And to add to how ridiculous I am, here is a video I just made of me reciting it for all of you to hear.

Also, I'm sorry I shake my head so much. I can't control it.

And if you actually watch this, you're welcome.

And if you know of an actual Pioneer with the name Tommy Jones, it is purely coincidental.

And this is what happens when I stay home on a Friday night.

(and this is also why i should wash my hair more...)

This is my life

2011-07-29T19:54:00.002-06:00

A few things:

I've really been thinking about things I want to improve on in my life. It's resulted in a lot of self-reflection and soul searching. I just haven't been sure if I've been using all my talents to their full potential and thus this week has been about expanding my world.

First off, RAP.

I'm just going to say it. Out loud. And on my blog. I want to be a rapper. I just like to let the words flow. Sometimes it works, sometimes it does not. I think after I read some more advice from this website, I'll be even mo' betta. Get ready to hear me drop it like its hot.

(if you're lucky...)

Also, I'm considering yodeling. How does one learn that? I need your help.

And lastly, yesterday Logan, Janna, and I really tapped into our artistic outlets and started on our journey through the land of paint by numbers. Oh look! I found the one I'm doing:

Awww yeah. Tigers.

(also, if you have any subject suggestions for my next rap, please feel free to leave it in the comments. and then i'll make it happen...at least i'll try)

Even though I napped, I still loved Bear Lake

2011-07-26T18:35:00.002-06:00

The weekend at Bear Lake was most excellent. It was sunny and perfect. And we ate lots of good food and played at the lake and got sunburned and took naps (well, some of us) and listened to really scary stories and celebrated Pioneer Day and killed giant striped bugs and watched movies (that some of us slept through) and played cards and just loved each other. Because thats what we do.

See, sunny! :

And us, loving each other:

Here we are standing in a street:

We all look really good with sick closed mouth smiles:

(Darren is our single, lonely uncle)

And I would like everyone to please focus in on BDF in the upper left corner. If that face doesn't express pure joy, I don't know what does:

We had a make-shift Pioneer Day program that consisted of poems and talents and pioneer games, but that deserves its own little blog post. Because pure skill resides within us all in the poetry department.

You're welcome.

Grrrrrr

2011-07-22T17:37:00.002-06:00

Going to Bear Lake this weekend.

It will look exactly like this, only sunny.

Stoked.

Bieber Inspiration

2011-07-21T00:02:00.003-06:00

Justin Bieber is great. I think we can all agree on that.

He's precious, he looks good with earrings, he's bff's with Usher and Kanye and him and Selena look oh-so perfect together. (but lets face it, they're going to be this generations britney and justin. and when the time comes, we will all be a little bit heartbroken. i still feel sad about that. life is hard)

Anyways, Justin just gave an interview where he shared his top 5 songs that inspire him most. I was interested to see where he'd take this, because he's from Canada and I was hoping Celine Dion would make the cut.

Boy was I wrong.

His list:

1. Michael Jackson, Man in the Mirror

2. R. Kelly, I Believe I Can Fly

3. Boyz II Men, Dear God

4. Justin Bieber, Down to Earth

5. Justin Bieber, Never Say Never

Looking at this list, we can assume a few things.

-JB doesn't think women are inspiring

-Men who take advantage of little girls/boys are inspiring

-JB desperately wants to transform from boy to man

-He inspires himself. A lot. Which must be really nice.

But I guess if I were looking at this man in the mirror everyday, I'd be inspired too.

Hipster

2011-07-20T23:47:00.002-06:00

One of my friends posted this article on fb.

It's basically about how we should eat bugs. How we're a strange country because we're obviously not using all of our resources.

I agree.

In fact, I agreed years ago, when I started eating what was found in nature.

You guys, I'm like, so before the times its insane. I knew eating bugs was cool long ago.

(also, bandannas are also cool)

(also, i really want to go to the LA Natural History Museum's Big Bug Cook-off one day.

new goal)

High on Potter

2011-07-15T00:45:00.004-06:00

(don't worry. no spoilers included here...not like you don't already know what happens)

So I just got back from the new/last one ever Harry Potter.

I'm guessing this is what JK Rowling has been doing all day

(while thousands of people are waiting in line on dirty movie theatre floors, wearing ridiculous clothing, and preparing to shed tears):

I was telling my friends on the drive home tonight that if I were JK I'd never work again. I'd end up staying at home, swimming in my money, and making boats out of tin foil to race in the rain gutter. Because I could.

Also, I have some serious issues with Harry and his friends. He has good friends; great friends even! I mean, they risk their lives time after time, they support him...but if they really loved him they would help a brother out.

These glasses are unacceptable.

A real friend would take Harry aside, maybe during pillow talk, and say "Hey, Harry. You're a fine looking guy, but you wanna know what would help you out? New glasses. These round frames just aren't helping anything. I know they're what your dad sported, but that was 20 years ago! Time to move on. You can do better than this"

These are just a couple ideas:

So much better! You'll thank me later.

Life Questions

2011-07-14T17:26:00.003-06:00

Today we had a super long and boring work conference at a nearby university.

It had a raffle.

I won napkins.

Why does this happen?

Last raffle I won an electric pencil sharpener.

Also, why is Brian Wilson my dream man?

Oh yeah. This would be why.

Independent is a hard word sometimes

2011-07-13T23:00:00.002-06:00

(go to 10:00...and watch for ten seconds. thats all i ask)

This is what happens in my life.

Nostalgia

2011-07-06T23:48:00.002-06:00

I wish I still had this shirt.

Also, this inspires me to ask for new hair suggestions. Thank you.