Thursday, March 11, 2010


Mom came up to Rexburg today to take me to my doctor's appointment in Idaho Falls.
I can't go to Russia anymore :'(
Apparently, celiac disease is a lot more serious than any of us have been giving it credit for. I was chastised for cheating as much as I do, and counseled that if I couldn't eat 100% gluten free in Russia, that it probably wouldn't be safe for me to go.
I'm pretty sad about it, but I think I'm handling it alright. Mom and I talked about it a lot on the way back from IF and I decided that the best way to not be sad about it is to find something else to take its place that I can be excited about.
Instead of doing my homework, I have come up with a list of things that I could do instead. I may even do more than one. Who knows?
  • intern for Disney
  • be a nanny (Utah, California, New York, Las Vegas...Europe?)
  • change majors
  • change schools
These are all things I have been thinking about for a while but haven't actively pursued them. There are people I need to talk to (bishop, an academic advisor, the Lord...) but it's time for me to find out what I'm supposed to be doing with my life.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

This Semester

This semester, I find myself being a lot more social and a lot less...homework...ful. Studious. But I don't really care! I'm having a blast :)

This is a pretty popular game here (or at least popular in our ward:) Called the key game.

sock wrestling...always a favorite

not pictured: snowmobiling at the dunes! Thanks Cody and Burt for taking us:]


Some of our friends were in a band called This Exodus for Guitars Unplugged. They sang/played a song Cody wrote and made it into the best of show and were AMAZING!
We had a spot practically on the front row and it was such a fun night! This is me, Janessa, Jess, and Lizzy, along with two of our FHE brethren, Fielding and Marc, and Fielding's date Annie.

The boys of This Exodus!
Mike and Tait

Danny Jackson, ladies and gentlemen! LOVE this kid!

Blurry Brandon

Blurry Cody

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

A confession

Sometimes I just want to punch you in the nose and say,
"Excuse me
i am not a fan of the mixed signals you are sending
ask me on a date
now, please"

but I'm a chicken