Waaaaaaz up

Holy cow. I've been back a week and a half. ONE week. Seriously? I feel like I should be getting ready for finals. These 11 days have been full of ups and downs and I'm not sure why my mind decided to go on the tower of terror at universal studios, but it did, and I have been feeling the aftereffects.

I moved back up on the 7th, and it was so incredibly good to be back. The break was much needed and greatly appreciated, but Utah County is losing it's appeal rapidly.

The weekend was full of grand reunions and dreadful excitement of the start of the new semester. I guess I slipped into my schedule a bit too easily, and that's why I feel like I've been here for ages. MWF consists of classes from 8:30-12:20, practice from 2-4, weights from 4:45-5:30ish, and Wednesdays I have anatomy lab (with real dead people! :) ) from 7:30-9:20. T/R classes go from 9-11:45 but it causes great stress because I'm supposed to go from the athletic center to old main in less than 15 minutes. Not happening. Yikes. However, I have enjoyable and interesting classes, so that is good :) I get to play basketball in my skills class and learn how to do cool stuff in my motor learning class. One of my teachers looks like Gollum and is truly frightening when she stares into your soul through her magnifying eye ware. But she's a really nice lady. My anatomy teacher reminds me of Mad-Eye Moody minus the mad eye and the fact that he has a beard. And has no magical skill other than he has everything about the body memorized.

Anatomy is gonna be way cool but waaaaaay insane. First week and I'm supposed to have all 80 bones of the axial skeleton memorized and their landmarks. Plus all the other stuff we learned in class. We've only had one lab, and it was more of a info overload than anything else, but I'm excited for when we get to start working with the cadavers.

This weekend was really fun and I'm super duper glad we had Monday off. I dyed a piece of my hair blue with kool-aid. I found out playing signs is VERY entertaining when drunk people are involved. Seriously, I was dying. I went swing dancing, sent in my application for Paradise Ranch, and wore cowboy boots on campus. I want that job soooooooo bad. I had friends get engaged and teammates get married. I had a roommate get jealous and mad at people for getting engaged. I don't understand. I realized I need to stop worrying about the future. I don't need to decide what I'm doing next fall until the summer. I need to do my best here and now. I need to relax. I froze my butt off. I played basketball with attractive tall people. I realized I'm pretty talented at rejecting people. I lifted weights. I put my horse up for lease. I got offers for her, but only for the summer. I blew over 500 bucks on books. I didn't shave. I'm sick of people swearing. I cried after practice. I accidentally fell asleep on the couch for a long long time. I found out I hate ellipticals even more than treadmills. I went ice skating. I made an awesome handshake with my friend. I wrote letters to missionaries. I wrote a letter to a missionary, and then he came home and I never sent him the letter so now it's sitting on my desk at home. I said goodbye to missionaries and watched people cry. I am waiting for two, maybe three friends to open their calls tomorrow. I am slowly realizing that two years is a such a long short amount of time.

Playlist for the past 11 days:

Down- Jason Walker

Wild Horses- Natasha Bedingfield

Jesus, Take the Wheel- Carrie Underwood

When I grow up- Mayday Parade

One of Those Days- Joshua Radin

Shouldn't Be a Good in Goodbye- Jason Walker

When the Sand Runs Out- Rascal Flatts

Look in the Mirror- Chelsea Lee

Freckles- Natasha Bedingfield

Holding On- Jamie Grace

Brand New Day- Joshua Radin

Just Friends- Jason Reeves

God Gave Me You- Blake Shelton

Let it all out- Relient K

All We Are- One Republic

18 and Alive- Chelsea Lee

Photographs and Memories- Jason Reeves

Gravity- Kate Voegele

Lessons Learned- Carrie Underwood

It's My Life- Bon Jovi

Fa Fa- Guster

This Is Your Life- Switchfoot

Stand- Rascal Flatts

Starts with Goodbye- Carrie Underwood

Farewell my friends I'm off to study

I might just try to post more often, but perhaps not. We'll see.

Sorry for the venting but that is one reason I started this lame thing in the first place so I don't really care if you mind.

2011, It's been real

2011 was a great year for me-- I learned a lot, had some major changes, experienced life etc etc etc. However, 2012 is gonna be super duper great! Why? because I will make it that way! Churchill said it quite well by saying "Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference" Cheers, Winston, I agree. However, my motto or whatever for this year isn't attitude, it's courage. Churchy also said " Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts."

One year for mothers day I gave my mom the Courage willow tree statue. The arms fell off like a week later, but it's fixed now, and every time I see it, it turns my frown upside down. Yay smiles.

Soooo, my plan this year is to have courage in all I do. I'll keep putting one foot in front of the the other because I know that if I do my very best I'll survive and maybe even thrive a little too. I'll have courage to talk to the stranger in my classes or on the bus. I'll have courage to approach someone and ask if I can help. I'll have the courage to do hard things. I'll have the courage to push myself a little bit harder. I'll have the courage to stand up for what I know to be true. I'll have the courage to put a smile on my face when I don't feel like I have anything to smile about. I'll have the courage to try new things. I'll have the courage to say what I feel. I'll have the courage to cook actual meals. I'll have the courage to be myself.

I will be courageous.

Cause tomorrow's another day

And I'm thirsty anyway,

So bring on the rain

Simply because I should be studying... but i'm not. I'm dancing!

Coincidence? I think not!

Listen to the beginning of these two songs... coincidence?

You could be your own spotlight!

The truth is, I'm growing up. I'm an adult. I'm in college leaning things so I can teach and inspire others. I know what I'm doing. I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. I'm living. I believe we have the opportunity to get it right the first time, but if we don't we just have to keep trying until we do get it right. Trust the Lord. Trust your instincts. Do your best. Work. Thoroughly enjoy the journey. Cry yourself to sleep, but wake up the next morning, splash cold water all over and do a bunch of pushups to get your heart pumping and GO. Start over. Serve. Make your day by making someone else's day. Write a random heartfelt letter/note. Shine. Try your best to be genuinely happy. Go to the temple. Pray. Have fun. Choose the right. Ride a horse. (Save a horse ride a cowboy? nah.) Dance. Count down the days until the break. Be excited you have so much to learn. Love the people you're with. Eat chocolate dipped oreos and clementines (not chocolate dipped). Eat a lot more clementines. Wish you had a six pack. Do an ab workout. Love life even when life is difficult. Look at the little things that truly matter. Be random. Be your own spotlight.

Go confidently in the direction of your dreams

time time, precious time

So much to do so little time!

So I registered for classes the other day, it all went fine because athletes get top priority, so that was great. But now I might need to change anatomy to biology, and then I couldn't take it with all the chums. I'm in some lameo night first aid class, but I can drop that and take a 6 hour workshop instead to get certified. Only problem is that it's offered once a semester, or "whenever Dr. whoever feels like it", and that one day is on Saturday. Problem: I'm going to the game Friday night, leaving Saturday morning to watch a race in Provo, then probably (hopefully) staying the weekend to address pony problems and have a heart to heart with a few of the Hannahs in my life. Plus, I am in fact slightly homesick. After camping out my bed sounds quite promising. and good food. As for today- I must juggle practice (which consists of doing annoying exercises to rewire my stupid brain to fix my stupid form), biking (I still can't run and i'm going slightly insane), talking to the athletic adviser, talking to my academic adviser for the third time today, probably redoing my whole schedule, SI, perhaps an angry birds obstacle course, temple, and check in for the game..... oh yeah and that one thing called homework....

Hey Hermione, can I borrow your time turner for this weekend?...and possibly the rest of my life? Thanks k k kkkk k bye

I hope they call me on a mission!

Missionaries!! Ah I just love these people! I saw the short movie "Labor of Love" or something and as cheesy as it was, it made me want to go on a mission even more! I think about all of my missionary pals all the time, and I finally wrote one of them a letter. 1 down, 16 to go. This video is probably the best thing ever. I've seen it seriously 100 times and I still laugh. I love the missionaries! :)