Hurray! I'm finally done with all my finals! That rocks. Even though I probably did absolutely horribly at all of them. They're finally all over. I don't even care really about the grades I got. Seriously, don't care. I should, but right now I'm in like a lethargic state. I haven't felt well lately and I just don't give a flying flip. meh... oh well...
It's weird, I thought college would be so much different from high school, but really... it's so much the same it kinda scares me. Maybe I just took easy classes this semester, but nothing has really caused me to stress over grades or really anything. Which is odd, because in high school almost everything stressed me. It's almost like now that I'm in high school I just don't really care anymore. I graduated, that's what life has been about for almost the whole of my life, and now that I'm a college girl, I just don't know.
Onto a completely different subject, It's kinda weird how much things have changed since I got married. People view me as almost a completely different person just because I'm married. Most specifically, we'll call her Nicole. It's different because this person is a person I've trusted implicitly for... Over half of my life. And now that I'm married it's almost like she doesn't trust me at all just because I'm married. She thinks that I'll tell Dave everything she tells me. It's not a good situation. I feel like I've lost a friend, and that there's nothing I can do about it. Life goes on I guess. I'll never forget her, and somewhere, there will always be a part of her in me, we'll just go our separate ways. It just makes me feel somewhat lacking in the friend department. In all actuality, I kind of am, but I've never actually felt like a complete loser because I don't have friends. And I guess I don't really now, I just don't feel as complete... I guess that's the word... as I used to. I feel like there's a part of me missing... I guess because it's been there so long that I don't know what to do without it. That and I lost another really good friend simply because she was upset because I got married. It's kinda upsetting. But Dave's really good about listening to me cry about it and just giving me a shoulder to cry on or someone to vent about Nicole to. He feels really bad about it, but I wouldn't have changed a thing. Maybe it was just time that Nicole and I went our separate ways. I suppose to be honest we've been going in our separate ways ever since she moved, we were just too young and naive to realize it and let it get to us. She's changed a lot, and so have I. Maybe it's better this way. Why do the things in life that are good for us always have to be hard?
Ok... off of that rant....
Dave's still in history finishing his final... I'm on one of the college computers and the keyboard is ridiculously noisy! I feel like everyone should be staring at me just because of the clacking of the keys. It's kind of obnoxious. I'm so used to everything around me being quiet. I like the peacefulness of it all.
And I'm out of things to talk about... I guess I'll just surf the net while I wait for Dave to finish... There's gotta be something good doesn't there?
Maybe if you're lucky I'll post again on Friday during beer thirty...
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Pow Hana!!!!!!
So that's what it's called in Hawaii when everyone goes out and has a beer at 4:30 on Fridays... It kinda reminds me of Johnny Lingo.. Mohana you ugly! lol.
I think since I don't have to do any work officially after 4:30 on Fridays since everyone else is out getting drunk, I'll try and start writing more blogs.
Life is great. I love love love! being married.Dave is pretty much the best husband I could ever ask for. Oh sure, we have tough times, but we always get through them. There's an enduring love there that helps us get through anything.
Tomorrow I'm going to get all dressed up in my wedding dress again to do bridals that my sister's future mother in law wants to take. She wants to practice doing bridals and I get to be the subject. She takes some pretty cool pictures. I'll have to remember the link sometime and post it here.
If any of you ever get bored check out this blog. It's one that makes me think and reflect on how grateful I am for the life I live and the faith I have that gets me through the days. This little girl is such a trooper and I think she's amazing. I don't know her, but my heart goes out to her family. It's a tear jerker though, I warn you.
I don't know that anyone really reads this anymore- Dave and Spencer maybe- but I don't really care. It's kinda nice just to have a place where I can go and just blab. Dave's really good about listening to me when I need to though. I just sometimes feel like I'm overwhelming him because I talk so much.Thank you for that Dave. Thank you for everything you do for me. I really couldn't ask for more or better. You're the best, and I love you with everything I am. :-D
I think since I don't have to do any work officially after 4:30 on Fridays since everyone else is out getting drunk, I'll try and start writing more blogs.
Life is great. I love love love! being married.Dave is pretty much the best husband I could ever ask for. Oh sure, we have tough times, but we always get through them. There's an enduring love there that helps us get through anything.
Tomorrow I'm going to get all dressed up in my wedding dress again to do bridals that my sister's future mother in law wants to take. She wants to practice doing bridals and I get to be the subject. She takes some pretty cool pictures. I'll have to remember the link sometime and post it here.
If any of you ever get bored check out this blog. It's one that makes me think and reflect on how grateful I am for the life I live and the faith I have that gets me through the days. This little girl is such a trooper and I think she's amazing. I don't know her, but my heart goes out to her family. It's a tear jerker though, I warn you.
I don't know that anyone really reads this anymore- Dave and Spencer maybe- but I don't really care. It's kinda nice just to have a place where I can go and just blab. Dave's really good about listening to me when I need to though. I just sometimes feel like I'm overwhelming him because I talk so much.Thank you for that Dave. Thank you for everything you do for me. I really couldn't ask for more or better. You're the best, and I love you with everything I am. :-D
Friday, March 28, 2008
Work and Such...
So here I sit at work, being bored as all freaking heck on a Friday. It's about 4:45 and guess where my boss is? You'll never guess so let me tell you. She's out in the shop having a beer, just like every other Friday. Can I just say once how freaking ridiculous this is?!
But I guess that's what it's like here. Everyone goes out and has a beer at 4:30 on Fridays, either that or they leave. Except for me. I stay here until 5, just waiting until I can go home. Of course, I'd be able to leave if I was any position in the company other than the receptionist. It's one of the most irritating things about my job, I'd say.
Maybe today I'm just having a bad day or something, but it really is making me mad today. Why should I have to sit here and work while everyone else is out there getting drunk? I'm not even kidding! They stay here until 6 or 7 drinking, and then they leave and drive home! I have a huge problem with this, but I wouldn't know who to complain to or anything of the sort. Whatever though. I guess this is just a good place to vent it. At least I know most of the people who read this blog have the same morals as me and would deem it equally wrong.
I have a lot of issues with my job, but that one is a major one. There are tons of others though. Everyone treats everyone else like crap, I swear it's like being back in high school, but I'd almost even say it was worse. Everyone is petty here. It makes me feel like I'm 5. and they treat me like it too. That's another frustrating thing about my job. I'm not 2 years old. There is no reason for them to treat me like it. They're always checking up on me and repeating things to me just to make sure I understand them. I'm not stupid. If I was, I don't think they'd have hired me, right?
Ok, so even though I make my job sound horrible, there are the good aspects, lunch... I like some of my co workers, Wendy, Shauna, on a really really really really really good day Shilo, Liz sometimes, Jeff... *shrug* that's pretty much it. Everyone else here pretty much blows chunks. In a massive way.
In other news... I want a baby...
This is what my communications teacher would call a pregnant pause...
No, just kidding. No babies for us, at least not now.
Dave and I are giving our very first "adult talks" in sacarment meeting on Sunday. Which for those of you who aren't LDS, means we actually have to speak longer than 5 minutes. We have like 15 minutes to fill up! And I'm horrid at this type of thing anyway. My most memorable experience speaking in sacrament meeting actually didn't involve too many words at all. I got up looked at all the people and me in my brilliance, said "Wow... there's a lot of people here." and promptly started to cry. I finally muttered a few words and closed my talk and sat down. It was horrid. And I never seem to manage to escape speaking in church. I guess I have something to learn from this. So far, I don't think I've learned much. I mean unless you count how to make people think you're feeling the spirit when really you're so terrified you just want to curl up into a ball and cry for the rest of forever.
There wasn't really a point to this blog post. I guess just to vent out my frustrations and such with work. And then I just started rambling. You were warned properly though, I did name the blog random ramblings.
Out for now-
Steph
But I guess that's what it's like here. Everyone goes out and has a beer at 4:30 on Fridays, either that or they leave. Except for me. I stay here until 5, just waiting until I can go home. Of course, I'd be able to leave if I was any position in the company other than the receptionist. It's one of the most irritating things about my job, I'd say.
Maybe today I'm just having a bad day or something, but it really is making me mad today. Why should I have to sit here and work while everyone else is out there getting drunk? I'm not even kidding! They stay here until 6 or 7 drinking, and then they leave and drive home! I have a huge problem with this, but I wouldn't know who to complain to or anything of the sort. Whatever though. I guess this is just a good place to vent it. At least I know most of the people who read this blog have the same morals as me and would deem it equally wrong.
I have a lot of issues with my job, but that one is a major one. There are tons of others though. Everyone treats everyone else like crap, I swear it's like being back in high school, but I'd almost even say it was worse. Everyone is petty here. It makes me feel like I'm 5. and they treat me like it too. That's another frustrating thing about my job. I'm not 2 years old. There is no reason for them to treat me like it. They're always checking up on me and repeating things to me just to make sure I understand them. I'm not stupid. If I was, I don't think they'd have hired me, right?
Ok, so even though I make my job sound horrible, there are the good aspects, lunch... I like some of my co workers, Wendy, Shauna, on a really really really really really good day Shilo, Liz sometimes, Jeff... *shrug* that's pretty much it. Everyone else here pretty much blows chunks. In a massive way.
In other news... I want a baby...
This is what my communications teacher would call a pregnant pause...
No, just kidding. No babies for us, at least not now.
Dave and I are giving our very first "adult talks" in sacarment meeting on Sunday. Which for those of you who aren't LDS, means we actually have to speak longer than 5 minutes. We have like 15 minutes to fill up! And I'm horrid at this type of thing anyway. My most memorable experience speaking in sacrament meeting actually didn't involve too many words at all. I got up looked at all the people and me in my brilliance, said "Wow... there's a lot of people here." and promptly started to cry. I finally muttered a few words and closed my talk and sat down. It was horrid. And I never seem to manage to escape speaking in church. I guess I have something to learn from this. So far, I don't think I've learned much. I mean unless you count how to make people think you're feeling the spirit when really you're so terrified you just want to curl up into a ball and cry for the rest of forever.
There wasn't really a point to this blog post. I guess just to vent out my frustrations and such with work. And then I just started rambling. You were warned properly though, I did name the blog random ramblings.
Out for now-
Steph
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
I died... and presented my own eulogy... from Andie's point of view.
What a great honor it is for me to be here tonight as we celebrate the life of Stephanie Lynne Brewer Higham, beloved wife, daughter, sister, and friend.
Stephanie will forever be remembered in my mind with a cheerful smile of her face, a laugh just waiting to bubble out. She had such a great countenance about her, waiting to share it with anyone who needed it.
I met Stephanie in elementary school, when she cleverly pointed out that we were wearing the same overalls, but we didn’t become friends until a few years later.
One of my most cherished memories with Stephanie happened while sleeping over at her house. We had just learned our new favorite card game called “Dummies”, and we played it every chance we got. During the process of this game, we both smacked our foreheads really hard, and instead of letting the pain get to us, we started to laugh. While we were laughing, we both leaned toward the center of the bed we were playing on and managed to put just enough pressure on it to send it to the floor. We were both startled for a moment before erupting in fits of giggles again.
She used her smile and her laughter to help people really often. She once told me it was her goal to smile at people as they passed, so they would at least have one bright spot in their day, no matter how bad the rest of it was. She used to remind everyone of the quote “Never frown, you never know who may be falling in love with your smile.” We passed this advice back and forth countless times when anyone was having a bad day.
Stephanie was very dedicated to her family, friends, and religion. I remember one time, I called her crying while she was in the middle of a date with her now husband, David, and not caring that her date was ruined, she made Dave drive her the thirty miles to my house just so she could sit with me while I cried.
Stephanie wanted to become a sign language interpreter and was working steadily toward that goal from the time she was fifteen years old. She spent numerous hours studying and developing her skills so she could help the deaf community. She signed any time she got a chance, and it used to frustrate me when I didn’t understand what she was saying. Her kindness towards those different from her never ceased to amaze me.
She also wanted to be a mother, but was never given that opportunity in this lifetime. Instead of having her own children, she spent time in her church’s nursery, loving and caring for the children that needed her there. She was quick to love, and slow to let go of those children. There was a very special place for them in her heart.
Stephanie was a woman of many talents. She could always be found singing, singing while she cleaned, singing along with the radio, or just to pass the time. She also was a talented pianist, often pounding out her frustrations or anger through her music. She devoted hours to learning the clarinet and was a very musical person.
Being raised in Kearns definitely had its effect on Stephanie. It kept her involved in her church and community activities. She became very involved in anti-tobacco activist youth groups. She enjoyed spending time educating others about the harmful effects and dangers of using tobacco. She loved spending time with her mentors and peers involved in the Teen Advocates against Tobacco and the Utah Phoenix Alliance throughout junior high and high school.
She graduated high school in June 2007 after being involved in many extracurricular activities including choir, debate, the Academy of Hospitality and Tourism, along with numerous advance placement and concurrent enrollment courses.
She met her husband Dave early in her senior year and knew then that it was meant to be. After getting engaged in May, they were married for time and all eternity in the Salt Lake Temple on October 5, 2007. She loved him with all her heart.
She leaves behind her loving husband, David Michael, parents John David and Susan Darlene, along with siblings Amanda Sue, Matthew David, and Sharen Dee, as well as grandparents, and numerous aunts, uncles and cousins.
Although no longer with us in this world, Stephanie will always live with us in our memories and our hearts. She is watching over all of us and is waiting for the time when we will all be together again.
Stephanie will forever be remembered in my mind with a cheerful smile of her face, a laugh just waiting to bubble out. She had such a great countenance about her, waiting to share it with anyone who needed it.
I met Stephanie in elementary school, when she cleverly pointed out that we were wearing the same overalls, but we didn’t become friends until a few years later.
One of my most cherished memories with Stephanie happened while sleeping over at her house. We had just learned our new favorite card game called “Dummies”, and we played it every chance we got. During the process of this game, we both smacked our foreheads really hard, and instead of letting the pain get to us, we started to laugh. While we were laughing, we both leaned toward the center of the bed we were playing on and managed to put just enough pressure on it to send it to the floor. We were both startled for a moment before erupting in fits of giggles again.
She used her smile and her laughter to help people really often. She once told me it was her goal to smile at people as they passed, so they would at least have one bright spot in their day, no matter how bad the rest of it was. She used to remind everyone of the quote “Never frown, you never know who may be falling in love with your smile.” We passed this advice back and forth countless times when anyone was having a bad day.
Stephanie was very dedicated to her family, friends, and religion. I remember one time, I called her crying while she was in the middle of a date with her now husband, David, and not caring that her date was ruined, she made Dave drive her the thirty miles to my house just so she could sit with me while I cried.
Stephanie wanted to become a sign language interpreter and was working steadily toward that goal from the time she was fifteen years old. She spent numerous hours studying and developing her skills so she could help the deaf community. She signed any time she got a chance, and it used to frustrate me when I didn’t understand what she was saying. Her kindness towards those different from her never ceased to amaze me.
She also wanted to be a mother, but was never given that opportunity in this lifetime. Instead of having her own children, she spent time in her church’s nursery, loving and caring for the children that needed her there. She was quick to love, and slow to let go of those children. There was a very special place for them in her heart.
Stephanie was a woman of many talents. She could always be found singing, singing while she cleaned, singing along with the radio, or just to pass the time. She also was a talented pianist, often pounding out her frustrations or anger through her music. She devoted hours to learning the clarinet and was a very musical person.
Being raised in Kearns definitely had its effect on Stephanie. It kept her involved in her church and community activities. She became very involved in anti-tobacco activist youth groups. She enjoyed spending time educating others about the harmful effects and dangers of using tobacco. She loved spending time with her mentors and peers involved in the Teen Advocates against Tobacco and the Utah Phoenix Alliance throughout junior high and high school.
She graduated high school in June 2007 after being involved in many extracurricular activities including choir, debate, the Academy of Hospitality and Tourism, along with numerous advance placement and concurrent enrollment courses.
She met her husband Dave early in her senior year and knew then that it was meant to be. After getting engaged in May, they were married for time and all eternity in the Salt Lake Temple on October 5, 2007. She loved him with all her heart.
She leaves behind her loving husband, David Michael, parents John David and Susan Darlene, along with siblings Amanda Sue, Matthew David, and Sharen Dee, as well as grandparents, and numerous aunts, uncles and cousins.
Although no longer with us in this world, Stephanie will always live with us in our memories and our hearts. She is watching over all of us and is waiting for the time when we will all be together again.
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
It's been a long time...
And lots has changed. Seriously. Like. Tons.
I got a new job. Which is fantastic. I love it most days. Other than sorting the mail... working at a construction company is never really something I imagined myself doing but here I sit doing it. I work at Bodell Construction company as the receptionist. It's pretty fun actually. I get to do lots of different stuff. And the people I work with are great. The CEO is pretty weird though... Oh well. Not everyone can be perfect right?
Also, things are coming along excellently for my wedding on FRIDAY! As in 2 days away! Can you believe it? We've made it so far! It blows my mind to think about where I was and where I've come and how much progress we've made.
We have our apartment, he's moved in and everything is working out wonderfully there. And there are some LDS people that live upstairs so I think we're going to stalk them to get to church ;-) Hah. J/K. Dave's brilliant. He'll be able to find our church.
Thinking about it though I still feel like I have so much to do to get ready to be married. But not like emotionally or mentally, I just mean being prepared for the ceremony and the reception and stuff. But everything will work out. No matter what happens that day I'll be the happiest woman in the world. Because I'm marrying the man I love and that makes me happy no matter what happens.
Something I think is somewhat funny though. I found out a couple of weeks ago that my cousin who lives in Idaho is getting married on the same day! He's marrying a girl named Anjilee and their colors are green and purple too! How crazy is that? And we didn't know anything about the others wedding or anything. (I still say they stole my wedding.) He's getting married in the Jordan River temple though and I chose Salt Lake. Side note from Dave: Cody's a wanker.
I can't wait to be married. Seriously can't wait. It's only 2 days away but it seems like an eternity.
Anyway... I probably should get back to work seeing as how I'm at work right now. Nothing to do anyway. But I probably should go at least pretend to do something.
Later Gators!
I got a new job. Which is fantastic. I love it most days. Other than sorting the mail... working at a construction company is never really something I imagined myself doing but here I sit doing it. I work at Bodell Construction company as the receptionist. It's pretty fun actually. I get to do lots of different stuff. And the people I work with are great. The CEO is pretty weird though... Oh well. Not everyone can be perfect right?
Also, things are coming along excellently for my wedding on FRIDAY! As in 2 days away! Can you believe it? We've made it so far! It blows my mind to think about where I was and where I've come and how much progress we've made.
We have our apartment, he's moved in and everything is working out wonderfully there. And there are some LDS people that live upstairs so I think we're going to stalk them to get to church ;-) Hah. J/K. Dave's brilliant. He'll be able to find our church.
Thinking about it though I still feel like I have so much to do to get ready to be married. But not like emotionally or mentally, I just mean being prepared for the ceremony and the reception and stuff. But everything will work out. No matter what happens that day I'll be the happiest woman in the world. Because I'm marrying the man I love and that makes me happy no matter what happens.
Something I think is somewhat funny though. I found out a couple of weeks ago that my cousin who lives in Idaho is getting married on the same day! He's marrying a girl named Anjilee and their colors are green and purple too! How crazy is that? And we didn't know anything about the others wedding or anything. (I still say they stole my wedding.) He's getting married in the Jordan River temple though and I chose Salt Lake. Side note from Dave: Cody's a wanker.
I can't wait to be married. Seriously can't wait. It's only 2 days away but it seems like an eternity.
Anyway... I probably should get back to work seeing as how I'm at work right now. Nothing to do anyway. But I probably should go at least pretend to do something.
Later Gators!
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Exciting news!
There's been a lot of stuff going on in my life lately and I'm really happy to say this much.
I'M ENGAGED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My mom is almost finished sewing my wedding dress!
We found an apartment and the lady called us today to tell us as soon as we verify employment and pay the deposit we've got an apartment there! And we don't have to move in until we're ready and we won't have to pay any money to live there until we do.
Life is fantabulous.
I love my fiance! I love my life! I love our apartment complex!
There's still tons to do but I'm excited that we have it all worked out so far. Hooray!
My mom is almost finished sewing my wedding dress!
We found an apartment and the lady called us today to tell us as soon as we verify employment and pay the deposit we've got an apartment there! And we don't have to move in until we're ready and we won't have to pay any money to live there until we do.
Life is fantabulous.
I love my fiance! I love my life! I love our apartment complex!
There's still tons to do but I'm excited that we have it all worked out so far. Hooray!
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
I'm excited!
Life has been going relatively well for my for the past little while. Which is super amazing!
And out comes the optimist in me that's telling me that everything is going to keep going well. No matter what my family says about decisions I am making, no matter what friends may think, no matter what anyone else wants or thinks, I've made my decision. And I am both comfortable and happy with it.
I've spent a lot of time on my knees praying for guidance and help with this particular situation that I'm not disclosing on my blog. And I feel so comfortable and at peace with my decision. It's amazing. I have never felt more sure of anything in my life. And just that comfort is keeping me going through everything. Knowing that there is one aspect of my life where everything is working out and things are just going to keep getting better. I love that feeling.
Today was pretty awesome. I must admit.
When I got home from school the two cutest little girls in the whole history of the world were at my house. Seeing them always puts a bright patch in my day. Especially on days like today when they're so excited to see me!
Sophie was so excited about a stupid little toy she got in her happy meal at McDonald's today and she was just waiting for me to get home so she could show it to me. Because guess what? It actually burps and cries and says dada. She was so excited and her excitement was contagious.
I had her call Dave and invite him to come see her because those girls really do like him. And I jokingly called Dave her boyfriend. She was really funny about it. I said "Hey Soph when Dave answers the phone say hi boyfriend!" and she said "DAVID IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND! Jonathan is!" Which made me laugh really hard because Jonathan is her brother. It was funny.
Then she invited Dave over and told me he said he wouldn't come over when I knew he was already on his way. It was pretty funny.
She got to sit in between Dave and I while we looked at old photo albums. To keep us from holding hands. According to my mom anyway.
Anyway then a while later, mom and I went dress shopping. For a new dress for graduation. I never actually found a dress that I liked. But it was a nice effort. We're going back tomorrow. After I go to school so I can get my graduation papers signed. And after tomorrow, I never have to go back to any of my classes again! That's such a relief! Hooray!
After the dress shopping I sat down to start working on my homework but I just couldn't seem to find the motivation so Dave came over and helped me and I am proud to say we actually did my homework and it's all finished and ready to present tomorrow!
And I got to watch the neighbors get a ticket for parking illegally on the side of the road. Which makes me laugh a little.
And I totally got offered a job for the next school year today! It isn't much, but i'd get to work at a little preschool as a teacher's assistant. I think it'd be a lot of fun and it'd be something to do during the days. And I've actually been thinking recently that I want to get a bachelor's degree in child development or child education so it'd help me out quite a bit anyway.
And I've finally figured out where I want to work once I get through college. They had an interpreter from a place called Sorenson come into my sign language class and I've been looking into it a lot. It seems like something I would like. They do VRS (Video Relay Service) which is where a deaf person would sign to me, I'd voice to a hearing person, a hearing person would voice back to me and I would sign that back to the deaf person. I think it'd be a pretty fun job. I just need to get the experience interpreting and my degree. So that's my career plan.
I'm going to go to school and participate in an interpreting program during college, freelance interpret through part of school, work with Jesika as a teacher's assistant at that preschool and get my degree in Child Development or teaching. Because who knows, I might like it at that preschool job and want to become a teacher there. Jess likes it a lot.
So life is basically working out wonderfully.
My boyfriend is amazing. My parents like him, I love him. And we're getting along famously. I love knowing I can count on him for anything and being able to trust him implicitly.
That's not to say that my life doesn't have it's downsides. It does.
I'm fighting with Amy again. It seems like this is getting to a what's new type of statement. We're always in a tiff or a quarrel or something. Generally over stupid stuff. But I guess I've lost her trust forever. Over something I did that was stupid. I assumed something. And it made an ass of me. Just like they tell you it will.
We were supposed to do something on Saturday. We'd been planning it for months. And I had said we could do something at my house. which was my first assumption that landed me in trouble. So Amy and I had decided we were going to do something at my house while my parents were gone in California. Shouldn't be a big deal right? Wrong. My mom said no to that idea on Thursday. And we had made our plans for Saturday. So I had class with Amy on Thursday and I told her and she specifically told me she didn't want to do anything at her house. And remember. My house is out now. So we tossed ideas around about going to a movie but nothing she wanted to see really sounded good to me she didn't want to see what I wanted to see and we never really came up with any solid plans. She didn't even act like she still wanted to do something. So I assumed she was mad at me for my mom telling me no and I made different plans to do something else. Because I didn't want to sit at home by myself all night. Here I go assuming again. I really should stop.
And that day during graduation, Amy didn't talk to me. She barely said three words to me. And that was after I said something to her. Which just further imbedded into my mind that she was mad at me and didn't want to do anything.
So that Saturday night, Amy called three times. And I had left my phone at home. Lately I've been so scatterbrained that I just keep forgetting things. I locked my keys in my car the other day because of it! I really thought though that she was mad at me and wouldn't want to do anything. So I wasn't expecting a phone call or anything. But I screwed up again. She wanted to do something. And she called to arrange something. And I didn't answer because of course, I didn't have my phone.
So that was pretty sucky. And she's still mad at me. But I'm not going to let that get me down. Even though I'm fairly certain that I've ruined our friendship for the rest of eternity. That's ok. I'll get through it. I have other friends. And if you think about it, I've been without a best friend since Andie moved in jr. high. I'll deal. Life goes on. I still have those people I can count on no matter what. And that I know trust me and believe in me no matter how many times I mess up.
So life is good. Regardless of all the bad in it. Because I'm not going to let it get me down. And the good will always outweigh the bad.
So thank you to the people in my life who I mentioned that will love me and trust me and believe in me no matter how many times I screw up. Thank you thank you thank you.
It's getting pretty late. I'm going to get some sleep.
Oh. And did I mention my parents pretty much make me really happy too? I love how supportive they've been lately. It's amazing.
Later guys!
Steph
And out comes the optimist in me that's telling me that everything is going to keep going well. No matter what my family says about decisions I am making, no matter what friends may think, no matter what anyone else wants or thinks, I've made my decision. And I am both comfortable and happy with it.
I've spent a lot of time on my knees praying for guidance and help with this particular situation that I'm not disclosing on my blog. And I feel so comfortable and at peace with my decision. It's amazing. I have never felt more sure of anything in my life. And just that comfort is keeping me going through everything. Knowing that there is one aspect of my life where everything is working out and things are just going to keep getting better. I love that feeling.
Today was pretty awesome. I must admit.
When I got home from school the two cutest little girls in the whole history of the world were at my house. Seeing them always puts a bright patch in my day. Especially on days like today when they're so excited to see me!
Sophie was so excited about a stupid little toy she got in her happy meal at McDonald's today and she was just waiting for me to get home so she could show it to me. Because guess what? It actually burps and cries and says dada. She was so excited and her excitement was contagious.
I had her call Dave and invite him to come see her because those girls really do like him. And I jokingly called Dave her boyfriend. She was really funny about it. I said "Hey Soph when Dave answers the phone say hi boyfriend!" and she said "DAVID IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND! Jonathan is!" Which made me laugh really hard because Jonathan is her brother. It was funny.
Then she invited Dave over and told me he said he wouldn't come over when I knew he was already on his way. It was pretty funny.
She got to sit in between Dave and I while we looked at old photo albums. To keep us from holding hands. According to my mom anyway.
Anyway then a while later, mom and I went dress shopping. For a new dress for graduation. I never actually found a dress that I liked. But it was a nice effort. We're going back tomorrow. After I go to school so I can get my graduation papers signed. And after tomorrow, I never have to go back to any of my classes again! That's such a relief! Hooray!
After the dress shopping I sat down to start working on my homework but I just couldn't seem to find the motivation so Dave came over and helped me and I am proud to say we actually did my homework and it's all finished and ready to present tomorrow!
And I got to watch the neighbors get a ticket for parking illegally on the side of the road. Which makes me laugh a little.
And I totally got offered a job for the next school year today! It isn't much, but i'd get to work at a little preschool as a teacher's assistant. I think it'd be a lot of fun and it'd be something to do during the days. And I've actually been thinking recently that I want to get a bachelor's degree in child development or child education so it'd help me out quite a bit anyway.
And I've finally figured out where I want to work once I get through college. They had an interpreter from a place called Sorenson come into my sign language class and I've been looking into it a lot. It seems like something I would like. They do VRS (Video Relay Service) which is where a deaf person would sign to me, I'd voice to a hearing person, a hearing person would voice back to me and I would sign that back to the deaf person. I think it'd be a pretty fun job. I just need to get the experience interpreting and my degree. So that's my career plan.
I'm going to go to school and participate in an interpreting program during college, freelance interpret through part of school, work with Jesika as a teacher's assistant at that preschool and get my degree in Child Development or teaching. Because who knows, I might like it at that preschool job and want to become a teacher there. Jess likes it a lot.
So life is basically working out wonderfully.
My boyfriend is amazing. My parents like him, I love him. And we're getting along famously. I love knowing I can count on him for anything and being able to trust him implicitly.
That's not to say that my life doesn't have it's downsides. It does.
I'm fighting with Amy again. It seems like this is getting to a what's new type of statement. We're always in a tiff or a quarrel or something. Generally over stupid stuff. But I guess I've lost her trust forever. Over something I did that was stupid. I assumed something. And it made an ass of me. Just like they tell you it will.
We were supposed to do something on Saturday. We'd been planning it for months. And I had said we could do something at my house. which was my first assumption that landed me in trouble. So Amy and I had decided we were going to do something at my house while my parents were gone in California. Shouldn't be a big deal right? Wrong. My mom said no to that idea on Thursday. And we had made our plans for Saturday. So I had class with Amy on Thursday and I told her and she specifically told me she didn't want to do anything at her house. And remember. My house is out now. So we tossed ideas around about going to a movie but nothing she wanted to see really sounded good to me she didn't want to see what I wanted to see and we never really came up with any solid plans. She didn't even act like she still wanted to do something. So I assumed she was mad at me for my mom telling me no and I made different plans to do something else. Because I didn't want to sit at home by myself all night. Here I go assuming again. I really should stop.
And that day during graduation, Amy didn't talk to me. She barely said three words to me. And that was after I said something to her. Which just further imbedded into my mind that she was mad at me and didn't want to do anything.
So that Saturday night, Amy called three times. And I had left my phone at home. Lately I've been so scatterbrained that I just keep forgetting things. I locked my keys in my car the other day because of it! I really thought though that she was mad at me and wouldn't want to do anything. So I wasn't expecting a phone call or anything. But I screwed up again. She wanted to do something. And she called to arrange something. And I didn't answer because of course, I didn't have my phone.
So that was pretty sucky. And she's still mad at me. But I'm not going to let that get me down. Even though I'm fairly certain that I've ruined our friendship for the rest of eternity. That's ok. I'll get through it. I have other friends. And if you think about it, I've been without a best friend since Andie moved in jr. high. I'll deal. Life goes on. I still have those people I can count on no matter what. And that I know trust me and believe in me no matter how many times I mess up.
So life is good. Regardless of all the bad in it. Because I'm not going to let it get me down. And the good will always outweigh the bad.
So thank you to the people in my life who I mentioned that will love me and trust me and believe in me no matter how many times I screw up. Thank you thank you thank you.
It's getting pretty late. I'm going to get some sleep.
Oh. And did I mention my parents pretty much make me really happy too? I love how supportive they've been lately. It's amazing.
Later guys!
Steph
Friday, May 18, 2007
Wow... It's been a long day. And a couple hours?
So I still haven't gone to sleep. And I'm pretty sure I don't intend on it. Because then there will be no way for me to wake up in time for school. Bleh. Isn't that the greatest? Only guess what? I actually don't even feel that tired. I'll most likely sleep through health and English and Math though... so I guess it all works out.
So I guess now it would be yesterday, I went to school and I had to sign my story in sign language. It was alright I guess. It was supposed to be 10 minutes long but I was short like 15 seconds so my grade will most likely be docked but I pretty much don't care. It's a vast improvement from what it was at before which was like 4 and a half minutes. I obviously did some major improving there on my story. 10 minutes if pretty long when you have to record yourself signing something.
Then in seminary we watched a movie that had the seminary council for next year being pranked with mentos in diet coke. It was absolutely hilarious. It rocked.
Then for lunch I went to KFC and I got a yummy potato bowl thingy only there was a hair in it so I threw it away and didn't finish it. Totally ruined it for me. And I so didn't have time to go back or I would have.
Test in smith's class. Then nothing.
And just a movie in Crowther's class.
It's so nice that we're close to the end of the year. That means I'm almost done with everything! Hooray.
After school I had to work so I went to work from 4 to 7:30 ish and that was alright. I feel kinda bad cuz I was supposed to work until 10 but I wanted to go to a class thingy at the institute with Dave so they let me leave early and Jess had asked for a ride home and because I left early I couldn't. So I feel kinda bad that I couldn't give her a ride. But. It was for a good cause.
The class was nice I guess. I got to catch up with a girl who went to my junior high. She's changed a lot since I knew her. It's kinda cool to see how she's gone from what she was to so much better than that. It's exciting to see how much potential she actually had and that she was actually strong enough to do it. Pretty much amazing. Yep yep.
And then I did homework at Dave's house. Oh let me tell you how fun that was. Actually it really wasn't that bad. We just did the vocabulary part of it so I'll be able to pass the test in English.. today I guess.
Then I got to come home and finish my children's story book for Hamlet. Which I finished like an hour ago. Huzzah!
And I got to dig through all my old pictures and find how doofish I looked and such. Oh it was great. I love how dorky I was when I was a child. Wait.. What am I saying?! I'm still dorky. It's great. I love it.
And then I took a really oober hot shower. Which was amazing. Hooray for hot showers.
I guess I'm just in a really upbeat and cheerful mood. I'm excited for the day and for the weekend and for graduation on Saturday!
And for peach cobbler! MMMM! I'm making peach cobbler for our barbeque on Saturday. mmmmmm. I can't wait for it. I love peach cobbler.
And I think that I want to make breakfast for my wonderful boyfriend and take it to him before he has to work. But I don't want to wake him up. Doesn't that sound fun though? Making breakfast and taking it to someone you love? I thought so!
I think I'll call him in a few minutes and see if he wants waffles! I heart waffles some days. Waffles and orange juice. And maybe some fruit. Oh yeah. That sounds good.
Have a fantabulous day! Cuz I already am!
The world is a beautiful place, The sun in shining somewhere I'm sure, and we are very very blessed.
Later!
So I guess now it would be yesterday, I went to school and I had to sign my story in sign language. It was alright I guess. It was supposed to be 10 minutes long but I was short like 15 seconds so my grade will most likely be docked but I pretty much don't care. It's a vast improvement from what it was at before which was like 4 and a half minutes. I obviously did some major improving there on my story. 10 minutes if pretty long when you have to record yourself signing something.
Then in seminary we watched a movie that had the seminary council for next year being pranked with mentos in diet coke. It was absolutely hilarious. It rocked.
Then for lunch I went to KFC and I got a yummy potato bowl thingy only there was a hair in it so I threw it away and didn't finish it. Totally ruined it for me. And I so didn't have time to go back or I would have.
Test in smith's class. Then nothing.
And just a movie in Crowther's class.
It's so nice that we're close to the end of the year. That means I'm almost done with everything! Hooray.
After school I had to work so I went to work from 4 to 7:30 ish and that was alright. I feel kinda bad cuz I was supposed to work until 10 but I wanted to go to a class thingy at the institute with Dave so they let me leave early and Jess had asked for a ride home and because I left early I couldn't. So I feel kinda bad that I couldn't give her a ride. But. It was for a good cause.
The class was nice I guess. I got to catch up with a girl who went to my junior high. She's changed a lot since I knew her. It's kinda cool to see how she's gone from what she was to so much better than that. It's exciting to see how much potential she actually had and that she was actually strong enough to do it. Pretty much amazing. Yep yep.
And then I did homework at Dave's house. Oh let me tell you how fun that was. Actually it really wasn't that bad. We just did the vocabulary part of it so I'll be able to pass the test in English.. today I guess.
Then I got to come home and finish my children's story book for Hamlet. Which I finished like an hour ago. Huzzah!
And I got to dig through all my old pictures and find how doofish I looked and such. Oh it was great. I love how dorky I was when I was a child. Wait.. What am I saying?! I'm still dorky. It's great. I love it.
And then I took a really oober hot shower. Which was amazing. Hooray for hot showers.
I guess I'm just in a really upbeat and cheerful mood. I'm excited for the day and for the weekend and for graduation on Saturday!
And for peach cobbler! MMMM! I'm making peach cobbler for our barbeque on Saturday. mmmmmm. I can't wait for it. I love peach cobbler.
And I think that I want to make breakfast for my wonderful boyfriend and take it to him before he has to work. But I don't want to wake him up. Doesn't that sound fun though? Making breakfast and taking it to someone you love? I thought so!
I think I'll call him in a few minutes and see if he wants waffles! I heart waffles some days. Waffles and orange juice. And maybe some fruit. Oh yeah. That sounds good.
Have a fantabulous day! Cuz I already am!
The world is a beautiful place, The sun in shining somewhere I'm sure, and we are very very blessed.
Later!
Thursday, May 10, 2007
I love AP tests!
No. Not because of the test in itself. I'm actually not taking any. But because it means I got to come home from school at 12:50 today. Which was happy.
I'm actually pretty worried as I write this. Today I found out that Angel was in the hospital yesterday because she collapsed twice at school. She's relapsed in her bulimia. It's really scary. She's skinny as a pin but thinks she's really fat. I wish I knew how to help her. And on top of her self image issues, now she's fighting with Sydney too.
It was actually kind of funny. Sydney came to lunch really late, after Angel and I had been texting Tyler and knew that they were sluffing together and Sydney looked at me and acted shocked and said "What, not with Dave?" Which really irritated me because not only is it none of her business where I am or who I'm with, but she said it all sarcastically like it was amazing that I wasn't with him. Which really isn't that surprising. So I quickly retorted "NOT that it's ANY of your business, but obviously, no. I'm not with Dave right now." And then Angel started in on her.
I guess Tyler and Angel promised Ms. White that they wouldn't sluff anymore and then they did today. So Angel started asking Sydney where they were and Sydney lied straight to her face. So Angel was like "You know what, you promised Ms. White you wouldn't sluff anymore but you are. So whatever. I don't care. But you're lying to me. And that pisses me off." So I was just standing there waiting for Angel cuz we had been in the middle of a serious conversation and I just wanted to finish it so as Angel is sitting there yelling at Sydney, Sydney turned to me and said "You know what? Could you go away?" And I was already pretty irritated at her so I looked at her and I said "No. I could NOT go away. I'll stay here to support my friend and when you two are done, we'll BOTH go." So then Sydney started whispering to Angel. Big deal. I don't care. I really wasn't standing there to listen to them fight. And then Sydney made Angel hug her. And while Angel was hugging her she looked at me and rolled her eyes. I wanted to laugh really hard but that just would have made Sydney talk more. But Angel and I finally got to finish our conversation. It was nice to just be able to talk to her today.
Then in Gym, I got to talk to Mystee and Anita and Trisha and Jenn. It was pretty fun. We all went in the weight room and lifted weights or rode on bikes or anything really. My arms are pretty sore from lifting though. But oh well. It was nice.
Life has been pretty amazing lately, I must say. The only negative is that I've been fighting with Sydney basically non stop but I don't even really care anymore. Our friendship has basically come to nothing and I don't care. Does that make me a horrible person? She's just become too much to deal with. So rather than let it bother me, I simply told her I was done crying over our friendship not working out and I was done caring.
This post is pretty jumpy I guess. Just random things I'm thinking as I'm sitting here typing.
Last night was way fun. We went to the Pie Pizzeria for dinner! I love that place. It was lots of fun. And then we went and saw Night at the Museum again. It was great.
I scraped my elbow in the parking lot after the movie though. And I laughed so freaking hard after I did it. It was pretty funny. Dave dipped me for a kiss and then when he was bringing me back up he moved faster than I could gain my balance and we both toppled to the pavement. In the parking lot. My elbow is still a little tender but it didn't bleed at all which was good. Then he cleaned it with peroxide. Which hurt. I think his mom was trying to talk to me while he did it.. But I'm not really sure.. My eyes were squeezed shut and I was looking the other way.
It was lots of fun though.
I'm so excited to graduate! I hate getting the announcements ready though. Seriously. What the freak is the point of putting it in two envelops?! That's the dumbest thing I ever heard of in my life. And the pictures my mom's making me include in a lot of them are the ugliest pictures of me I've ever seen in my life. It's crap puke yellow and I look AWFUL in it. Can you believe I have to graduate in it. Puke. Puke puke puke.
I filled out another application for a scholarship today. One that only people who go to Kearns High can get. You have to have a 3.2 GPA currently (Check!) and maintain a 3.0 GPA through college. Full ride two years to the U. I'm not really expecting to get it, but it would be really nice if I could.
Working at Harmon's is a lot nicer than working at Arby's. They actually give you your breaks and the people I work with are really fun. There's this girl named Jordan and she has the coolest hair I've ever seen in my life. We joke about our hair together. It's lot of fun cuz one day I had my hair done in a herrington (fish braid) and she was like "OH MY GOSH! Did you do that yourself?!" and it's really not that difficult to do so I was like "Yeah it took like 5 minutes" and she just about flipped cuz she said she never does her own hair so now every time I see her I'm like "yeah. Look. I did this one myself too" and I wink at her. It makes me laugh. She's awesome.
And then there's Jessica. She's pretty fun too. It's a blast. I love it there.
Anyway. I figure this is long enough for today. It's probably the only one I'll post for a while. But. Have fun guys!
Have a fantabulous day!
Steph
I'm actually pretty worried as I write this. Today I found out that Angel was in the hospital yesterday because she collapsed twice at school. She's relapsed in her bulimia. It's really scary. She's skinny as a pin but thinks she's really fat. I wish I knew how to help her. And on top of her self image issues, now she's fighting with Sydney too.
It was actually kind of funny. Sydney came to lunch really late, after Angel and I had been texting Tyler and knew that they were sluffing together and Sydney looked at me and acted shocked and said "What, not with Dave?" Which really irritated me because not only is it none of her business where I am or who I'm with, but she said it all sarcastically like it was amazing that I wasn't with him. Which really isn't that surprising. So I quickly retorted "NOT that it's ANY of your business, but obviously, no. I'm not with Dave right now." And then Angel started in on her.
I guess Tyler and Angel promised Ms. White that they wouldn't sluff anymore and then they did today. So Angel started asking Sydney where they were and Sydney lied straight to her face. So Angel was like "You know what, you promised Ms. White you wouldn't sluff anymore but you are. So whatever. I don't care. But you're lying to me. And that pisses me off." So I was just standing there waiting for Angel cuz we had been in the middle of a serious conversation and I just wanted to finish it so as Angel is sitting there yelling at Sydney, Sydney turned to me and said "You know what? Could you go away?" And I was already pretty irritated at her so I looked at her and I said "No. I could NOT go away. I'll stay here to support my friend and when you two are done, we'll BOTH go." So then Sydney started whispering to Angel. Big deal. I don't care. I really wasn't standing there to listen to them fight. And then Sydney made Angel hug her. And while Angel was hugging her she looked at me and rolled her eyes. I wanted to laugh really hard but that just would have made Sydney talk more. But Angel and I finally got to finish our conversation. It was nice to just be able to talk to her today.
Then in Gym, I got to talk to Mystee and Anita and Trisha and Jenn. It was pretty fun. We all went in the weight room and lifted weights or rode on bikes or anything really. My arms are pretty sore from lifting though. But oh well. It was nice.
Life has been pretty amazing lately, I must say. The only negative is that I've been fighting with Sydney basically non stop but I don't even really care anymore. Our friendship has basically come to nothing and I don't care. Does that make me a horrible person? She's just become too much to deal with. So rather than let it bother me, I simply told her I was done crying over our friendship not working out and I was done caring.
This post is pretty jumpy I guess. Just random things I'm thinking as I'm sitting here typing.
Last night was way fun. We went to the Pie Pizzeria for dinner! I love that place. It was lots of fun. And then we went and saw Night at the Museum again. It was great.
I scraped my elbow in the parking lot after the movie though. And I laughed so freaking hard after I did it. It was pretty funny. Dave dipped me for a kiss and then when he was bringing me back up he moved faster than I could gain my balance and we both toppled to the pavement. In the parking lot. My elbow is still a little tender but it didn't bleed at all which was good. Then he cleaned it with peroxide. Which hurt. I think his mom was trying to talk to me while he did it.. But I'm not really sure.. My eyes were squeezed shut and I was looking the other way.
It was lots of fun though.
I'm so excited to graduate! I hate getting the announcements ready though. Seriously. What the freak is the point of putting it in two envelops?! That's the dumbest thing I ever heard of in my life. And the pictures my mom's making me include in a lot of them are the ugliest pictures of me I've ever seen in my life. It's crap puke yellow and I look AWFUL in it. Can you believe I have to graduate in it. Puke. Puke puke puke.
I filled out another application for a scholarship today. One that only people who go to Kearns High can get. You have to have a 3.2 GPA currently (Check!) and maintain a 3.0 GPA through college. Full ride two years to the U. I'm not really expecting to get it, but it would be really nice if I could.
Working at Harmon's is a lot nicer than working at Arby's. They actually give you your breaks and the people I work with are really fun. There's this girl named Jordan and she has the coolest hair I've ever seen in my life. We joke about our hair together. It's lot of fun cuz one day I had my hair done in a herrington (fish braid) and she was like "OH MY GOSH! Did you do that yourself?!" and it's really not that difficult to do so I was like "Yeah it took like 5 minutes" and she just about flipped cuz she said she never does her own hair so now every time I see her I'm like "yeah. Look. I did this one myself too" and I wink at her. It makes me laugh. She's awesome.
And then there's Jessica. She's pretty fun too. It's a blast. I love it there.
Anyway. I figure this is long enough for today. It's probably the only one I'll post for a while. But. Have fun guys!
Have a fantabulous day!
Steph
Thursday, May 03, 2007
Argh!
I dunno I guess I'm just kind of down. This week has been kinda. Stupid? I don't know. I found out last night that my cousin died on Sunday. My mom didn't think it was important to tell me when she found out because she didn't think I knew him. But I did. That's not to say that he was one of my best friends like Char is. But I talked to him every great once in a while. I feel awful because I was always making excuses as to why I couldn't talk to him or telling him I was too busy at that time. I never took the time to get to know him like I should have. And I feel pretty awful about it. It's a missed chance. That I should have taken. But what can I do now?
His remembrance was today. They didn't have a funeral. Only a remembrance. But I didn't go. My mom and dad went.
Also, last night I found out that my Uncle Benji's sister Josie's husband committed suicide. Within probably ten minutes of finding out about Derek. And I didn't even know Josie's husband. But the impact of hearing it sucked. And my grandma just left it as a message on our answering machine! She sounded so darn chipper and happy.
I cried on the phone with Char about them both today. It was good. I haven't talked to her in a long time. It was something I really needed to do. She's amazing. I love her so much. She always knows exactly what to say or do to make me feel better. We're going to have a girl's day soon I hope. We both need one. Or actually, I just need to see her. I need one of her Char hugs. I miss them. I miss her in general.
My eyes seem to keep wanting to cry. I don't know why. Things are going fantastically in my life. I have an amazing boyfriend who is always there for me and I appreciate him so much. Sometimes I wonder if I tell him that enough. So in case I don't... Dave, I really really appreciate you and I love you so much. Thank you for being the greatest ever.
I'm excited! In about fifteen minutes I'm going to go to dinner with Megan. We're going to have a girl's night. I'm really excited to see her!
This week I guess has had it's ups and downs. I got to spend Tuesday with Kendra and Dave. And that was lots of fun. Kendra and I had dinner and a movie at her house. We watched Cinderella Story. It was awesome. And then we had tater tot casserole that her mom made for dinner. It was yummy. Then Dave and I went to the library and to Arby's to pick up my last check! Hooray! No more awful icky gross Arby's. Especially with yucky Stephen there. Urgh. I hated him.
Anyway then last night I had a movie night at Dave's house. It was lots of fun. I love spending time with him. We tease each other and have so much fun. I love the stupid little games we play and the dumb stuff we do to make each other laugh. And running around in parking lots playing tag and having people laugh at us. Going on picnics, anything! Seriously, reading a book with him. I love it. It's great fun. And all of our inside jokes. It rocks. Dave- BEEP! and I totally stupid you. Oober Über lots.
And tonight I'm going out with Megan. Couldn't get much better could it?
Have a fantastically awesome day!
Steph
His remembrance was today. They didn't have a funeral. Only a remembrance. But I didn't go. My mom and dad went.
Also, last night I found out that my Uncle Benji's sister Josie's husband committed suicide. Within probably ten minutes of finding out about Derek. And I didn't even know Josie's husband. But the impact of hearing it sucked. And my grandma just left it as a message on our answering machine! She sounded so darn chipper and happy.
I cried on the phone with Char about them both today. It was good. I haven't talked to her in a long time. It was something I really needed to do. She's amazing. I love her so much. She always knows exactly what to say or do to make me feel better. We're going to have a girl's day soon I hope. We both need one. Or actually, I just need to see her. I need one of her Char hugs. I miss them. I miss her in general.
My eyes seem to keep wanting to cry. I don't know why. Things are going fantastically in my life. I have an amazing boyfriend who is always there for me and I appreciate him so much. Sometimes I wonder if I tell him that enough. So in case I don't... Dave, I really really appreciate you and I love you so much. Thank you for being the greatest ever.
I'm excited! In about fifteen minutes I'm going to go to dinner with Megan. We're going to have a girl's night. I'm really excited to see her!
This week I guess has had it's ups and downs. I got to spend Tuesday with Kendra and Dave. And that was lots of fun. Kendra and I had dinner and a movie at her house. We watched Cinderella Story. It was awesome. And then we had tater tot casserole that her mom made for dinner. It was yummy. Then Dave and I went to the library and to Arby's to pick up my last check! Hooray! No more awful icky gross Arby's. Especially with yucky Stephen there. Urgh. I hated him.
Anyway then last night I had a movie night at Dave's house. It was lots of fun. I love spending time with him. We tease each other and have so much fun. I love the stupid little games we play and the dumb stuff we do to make each other laugh. And running around in parking lots playing tag and having people laugh at us. Going on picnics, anything! Seriously, reading a book with him. I love it. It's great fun. And all of our inside jokes. It rocks. Dave- BEEP! and I totally stupid you. Oober Über lots.
And tonight I'm going out with Megan. Couldn't get much better could it?
Have a fantastically awesome day!
Steph
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Prom and other news.
I've decided I don't want to blog about San Francisco.
So, I'm moving on to prom.
Prom was on Saturday and it was fun. Regardless of all the mishaps and misfortunes we came across.
To start the date off, Dave and I went mini golfing at Mulligans. And that was really fun. And no matter what Dave says to you guys, he won! He got 66 and I got 68. And in golf, ANY type of golf, low score wins. That was a lot of fun. The couple in front of us made fun of us a little, and the couple behind us was pretty fun at times too. Then we got shakes from iceberg and just talked for a while. That was really good. He ended up dropping me off at home around 5 and saying he expected to pick me up around 5:30 but he might be late.
I was ready by 5:30 but Daniel had taken Dave's car to get the coolant flushed even though Dave had told him specifically not to. So he was running late. He got to my house around 6:15, after telling me he was running late. By the time we picked Court up, it was close to 6:30 and Dave was kinda irritated at that point.
We decided on going to Buca di Beppo's for dinner, and the valet parked the car and we went inside. When the waitress was bringing our drinks out though, she spilled mine all over Dave in his rented tux, and part of it got on the bottom of my dress. But the dinner was good. By the time we got out of there we were rushing to get to the dance so we would have time to dance a little, get pictures and then leave.
However, that didn't exactly work out. The car broke down on the freeway and we ended up waiting for his parents after a prayer that things would work out. But eventually, we were back on the road again, in a different car, but back on the road. We made it to the dance in just enough time for pictures. Which I'm sure look amazing.
Then from the dance we went to the Joseph Smith Memorial building for a carriage ride. That was a lot of fun. Nathan and Courtney had to keep the carriage waiting for Dave and me though as we had to go find parking and took the wrong exit out of the parking garage.
And that was prom. I had a lot of fun. But I always do when I'm with Dave. Seriously. It's awesome how much fun we have.
In other news, I have a friend who I think is permanently mad at me. It seems like no matter what I do this person is always mad. I can do no right. Even when I'm trying my very hardest. It's pretty much a hugely sucky feeling. I feel like I can't talk to this person about anything anymore and it's become pretty hard for me, but I just have to keep telling myself that I'll be ok and that I'm going to make it through this and that I don't care about this person hating me. Because that's the only way I'm going to make it through. It's getting pretty difficult though. I act very nonchalant about it. But inside, I'm hurting a lot. The great thing is that I have people I can talk to about it. People who love me and see where I'm coming from.
I guess part of me is getting pretty irritated at this person. Because I really don't want to lose them as a friend but it seems like everything I do makes them even more mad and I don't know how to fix things. And it frustrates me. I hate being the bad guy. And it seems like lately that's all I am. I want this person to be my friend, but I don't know how to keep our friendship in tact without losing the thing that means the most in the whole world to me. And right now, I'm not willing to give that up. Maybe I should be. But I'm not. For the most part, I am completely happy with my life and I wouldn't change things. Just the things with this person.
I guess that's life though right?
Later!
So, I'm moving on to prom.
Prom was on Saturday and it was fun. Regardless of all the mishaps and misfortunes we came across.
To start the date off, Dave and I went mini golfing at Mulligans. And that was really fun. And no matter what Dave says to you guys, he won! He got 66 and I got 68. And in golf, ANY type of golf, low score wins. That was a lot of fun. The couple in front of us made fun of us a little, and the couple behind us was pretty fun at times too. Then we got shakes from iceberg and just talked for a while. That was really good. He ended up dropping me off at home around 5 and saying he expected to pick me up around 5:30 but he might be late.
I was ready by 5:30 but Daniel had taken Dave's car to get the coolant flushed even though Dave had told him specifically not to. So he was running late. He got to my house around 6:15, after telling me he was running late. By the time we picked Court up, it was close to 6:30 and Dave was kinda irritated at that point.
We decided on going to Buca di Beppo's for dinner, and the valet parked the car and we went inside. When the waitress was bringing our drinks out though, she spilled mine all over Dave in his rented tux, and part of it got on the bottom of my dress. But the dinner was good. By the time we got out of there we were rushing to get to the dance so we would have time to dance a little, get pictures and then leave.
However, that didn't exactly work out. The car broke down on the freeway and we ended up waiting for his parents after a prayer that things would work out. But eventually, we were back on the road again, in a different car, but back on the road. We made it to the dance in just enough time for pictures. Which I'm sure look amazing.
Then from the dance we went to the Joseph Smith Memorial building for a carriage ride. That was a lot of fun. Nathan and Courtney had to keep the carriage waiting for Dave and me though as we had to go find parking and took the wrong exit out of the parking garage.
And that was prom. I had a lot of fun. But I always do when I'm with Dave. Seriously. It's awesome how much fun we have.
In other news, I have a friend who I think is permanently mad at me. It seems like no matter what I do this person is always mad. I can do no right. Even when I'm trying my very hardest. It's pretty much a hugely sucky feeling. I feel like I can't talk to this person about anything anymore and it's become pretty hard for me, but I just have to keep telling myself that I'll be ok and that I'm going to make it through this and that I don't care about this person hating me. Because that's the only way I'm going to make it through. It's getting pretty difficult though. I act very nonchalant about it. But inside, I'm hurting a lot. The great thing is that I have people I can talk to about it. People who love me and see where I'm coming from.
I guess part of me is getting pretty irritated at this person. Because I really don't want to lose them as a friend but it seems like everything I do makes them even more mad and I don't know how to fix things. And it frustrates me. I hate being the bad guy. And it seems like lately that's all I am. I want this person to be my friend, but I don't know how to keep our friendship in tact without losing the thing that means the most in the whole world to me. And right now, I'm not willing to give that up. Maybe I should be. But I'm not. For the most part, I am completely happy with my life and I wouldn't change things. Just the things with this person.
I guess that's life though right?
Later!
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Wow...
It's been quite a long time since I've had time to sit here and blog. But since last night Courtney told me I need to blog more... here I sit. Even though I should be doing my math homework. So here you go Court! A blog just for you... Ok so not really just for you. But you inspired me to sit down and write one today. Otherwise I'd probably still be playing DDR with my brother and sister.
So. let's start back at spring break! Mostly just Easter weekend. We went to my grandparents house.. hooray right? yeah. not. My grandpa and I were actually doing more fighting than my grandma and I because he was being a jerk toward Dave. I was seriously irate. I locked myself in the front bedroom and finished reading Phantom though. That was a positive. The negative was that I couldn't talk to Dave because my stupid cell phone had no service. So I went all weekend not talking to him.
But when I got home on Sunday there was a surprise on my door! A whole bunch of green post it notes with BEEP! writeen on them. It was Dave asking me to prom. He gave me a box with peach rings (my favorite ever!) and conversation hearts and a lot of cards that are all from despair.com which are all really negative cards and he put a positive spin on them all. Then there was a card taped to the bottom of the box that said "All the way to the moon with just one of your kisses" so to answer him I took two huge bags of Hershey's kisses and went to his house monday morning and my sister and I showered him with kisses to send us to the moon and prom. It was great fun.
Then we went to the mall and we hung around the mall for a while on Monday. That was lots of fun. Until I had to work. But I'm so excited for myself! I put in my two weeks notice and I have another job so I won't take them back!i'm very excited!
Then Tuesday was the only day of school I went to this week because Wednesday we took off for San Francisco. School was alright on Tuesday. In gym I spent like 15 minutes just spinning in circles. That was amazing.
Then after school I had a job interview. Which I got. Hooray. I have orientation on Wednesday.
Then after that I was in a rush to pack all of my clothes and get everything ready so I could go out to dinner with Dave. So Dave and I went to Buca di Beppo's for dinner and it was amazing. Then I came home and decided I wanted to go to the library. So I texted Dave and asked him if he wanted to go with. And we went to the library together. I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible before I left on Wednesday.
Then I went to Amy's house and spent the night there. And we took off for the airport Wednesday morning. That was an adventure that I'll talk about in a different post. All of San Fran actually. And all of the rest of my week. I'll try and finish that tomorrow. But we'll see how it goes. I've actually been oober busy the past couple weeks. So I'll see what I'm able to do tomorrow!
Later!
So. let's start back at spring break! Mostly just Easter weekend. We went to my grandparents house.. hooray right? yeah. not. My grandpa and I were actually doing more fighting than my grandma and I because he was being a jerk toward Dave. I was seriously irate. I locked myself in the front bedroom and finished reading Phantom though. That was a positive. The negative was that I couldn't talk to Dave because my stupid cell phone had no service. So I went all weekend not talking to him.
But when I got home on Sunday there was a surprise on my door! A whole bunch of green post it notes with BEEP! writeen on them. It was Dave asking me to prom. He gave me a box with peach rings (my favorite ever!) and conversation hearts and a lot of cards that are all from despair.com which are all really negative cards and he put a positive spin on them all. Then there was a card taped to the bottom of the box that said "All the way to the moon with just one of your kisses" so to answer him I took two huge bags of Hershey's kisses and went to his house monday morning and my sister and I showered him with kisses to send us to the moon and prom. It was great fun.
Then we went to the mall and we hung around the mall for a while on Monday. That was lots of fun. Until I had to work. But I'm so excited for myself! I put in my two weeks notice and I have another job so I won't take them back!i'm very excited!
Then Tuesday was the only day of school I went to this week because Wednesday we took off for San Francisco. School was alright on Tuesday. In gym I spent like 15 minutes just spinning in circles. That was amazing.
Then after school I had a job interview. Which I got. Hooray. I have orientation on Wednesday.
Then after that I was in a rush to pack all of my clothes and get everything ready so I could go out to dinner with Dave. So Dave and I went to Buca di Beppo's for dinner and it was amazing. Then I came home and decided I wanted to go to the library. So I texted Dave and asked him if he wanted to go with. And we went to the library together. I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible before I left on Wednesday.
Then I went to Amy's house and spent the night there. And we took off for the airport Wednesday morning. That was an adventure that I'll talk about in a different post. All of San Fran actually. And all of the rest of my week. I'll try and finish that tomorrow. But we'll see how it goes. I've actually been oober busy the past couple weeks. So I'll see what I'm able to do tomorrow!
Later!
Friday, March 30, 2007
We broke the bed!!!!!
Ok. So Nathan inspired this post.
This is another one of my crazy memories. Which should be hilarious for me to remember. It was absolutely hilarious the night it happened anyway.
I was having a sleep over with Andie, as was our normal weekend routine, and it just happened to be at my house this weekend. So we were having a grand time as we always do.
We were in my bedroom playing this awesome card game called Dummies. Now in order to understand why it's the best card game ever you have to know something about it. I love playing Dummies. You get to hit yourself so much! I love it! So the way you play is if there are two cards played of the same suit you want to pick them up and the point of the game is to get the whole deck of cards. If there are two hearts, you hit your heart then the deck, two diamonds, you hit your head then the deck. two spades you just hit the deck and two clubs you hit the surface you're playing on then the deck.
Andie and I play this game religiously. Almost every time we get together we play it. So this particular night we're in my bedroom sitting on my bed. It was a simple bed, wooden frame with a box springs and a mattress. so we had just had two hearts and I hit myself so hard in the head that I started laughing hysterically. And laughter is contagious. So Andie started laughing too. We both leaned forward at exactly the same time and BAM! we were on the floor.
So then we're both laughing hysterically because we had just broken my bed. But only one side of it fell. So we eventually settled down and we both slept on my broken bed that was slanted and we were smashed against the wall the whole night. It was hilarious.
And it's a great story to tell in conversation.. When it's dull just go "so one time.. My best friend and I broke my bed together..."
Anyway. Yeah. It was funny. Andie and I have had LOTS of good times. Maybe next time I post I'll remember and post another memory with her. I freaking love that girl! Yes!
Later!
Steph
This is another one of my crazy memories. Which should be hilarious for me to remember. It was absolutely hilarious the night it happened anyway.
I was having a sleep over with Andie, as was our normal weekend routine, and it just happened to be at my house this weekend. So we were having a grand time as we always do.
We were in my bedroom playing this awesome card game called Dummies. Now in order to understand why it's the best card game ever you have to know something about it. I love playing Dummies. You get to hit yourself so much! I love it! So the way you play is if there are two cards played of the same suit you want to pick them up and the point of the game is to get the whole deck of cards. If there are two hearts, you hit your heart then the deck, two diamonds, you hit your head then the deck. two spades you just hit the deck and two clubs you hit the surface you're playing on then the deck.
Andie and I play this game religiously. Almost every time we get together we play it. So this particular night we're in my bedroom sitting on my bed. It was a simple bed, wooden frame with a box springs and a mattress. so we had just had two hearts and I hit myself so hard in the head that I started laughing hysterically. And laughter is contagious. So Andie started laughing too. We both leaned forward at exactly the same time and BAM! we were on the floor.
So then we're both laughing hysterically because we had just broken my bed. But only one side of it fell. So we eventually settled down and we both slept on my broken bed that was slanted and we were smashed against the wall the whole night. It was hilarious.
And it's a great story to tell in conversation.. When it's dull just go "so one time.. My best friend and I broke my bed together..."
Anyway. Yeah. It was funny. Andie and I have had LOTS of good times. Maybe next time I post I'll remember and post another memory with her. I freaking love that girl! Yes!
Later!
Steph
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
It's been a while...
And lots of stuff has happened! But I won't bore you all with the details. Just know I'm not dead. I'm still alive. Shocker isn't it? With all the damage I'm capable of doing to myself in one day, knowing I survived a whole 10. Whoa!
Although I did cut myself yesterday and I'm still not sure how.
I decided that I'm quitting my job. As soon as I find another one. They transferred both of the managers that were keeping me there. So I just decided it's not worth it. Besides one of the new managers they gave us is a total jerk. I don't like him at all. It's not worth it to stay there. Especially when I know I'm capable of working somewhere else. It's not like I have no qualifications.
We went up and saw one of the managers they transferred today though. Kendra and I. We almost got hit by some stupid driver coming off of the freeway. He had a red light and just forgot to stop I guess. Kendra called him some really bad names. And I'm mad! I forgot to honk my freaking horn! I hate it when that happens. I always make it my resolve to honk when people do stupid stuff like that. But after he finally realized his light was red and we had both slammed on our brakes the freaking jerk started glaring at me. Like it was my fault he ran the red light? Yeah. I think not. At least I knew I had to hit my brakes. Other wise I'm pretty sure Kendra and I would both be dead right now. He was going FAST! It was really really scary. I was afraid to drive home. Cuz then it was raining and I had just almost been in an accident. Bleh. It was no fun.
In other news, Justin and I are fighting yet again. Seems like that's how it always is lately. Today he said something about his cougar comment being funny. But I didn't think it was funny at all. He called me ugly. I thought it was basically a jerky thing today and he never apologized for it. So today he mentioned something about it and I said it wasn't funny and started naming people who would agree with me and I mentioned Dave. And Justin called Dave a name that I really really didn't like so I started yelling at him for it. Because he doesn't even know Dave. Not at all. And it really irritated me. So then Justin started in on how I'd stand up for Dave (duh. He's my boyfriend why would I not?) but I wouldn't stand up for him. But that's so bull. I stand up for Justin all the time! Even when I'm mad at him! I'm always one of the first ones to say "Oh yeah. I'm mad at him and he can be a jerk. But a lot of times he's a really sweet guy" or something like that. I am always standing up for him and defending him. Especially around Angel and Tyler. And then he said that I wouldn't stand up for him because i didn't even like him. Seriously, that kind of hurt. Made me start wondering if I acted like I didn't like him around him. Then he started going off on how if I liked him as a friend I'd call him more than once a year and I'd call him just to talk (which I did on Sunday. For anyone who cares) But seriously it made me wonder if I'm really a crappy friend and everyone thinks I don't like them because of how I treat them. So I texted him and I said that whether he believed me or not I did stand up for him and I like him no matter what he might think. And I told him he was making me mad and I asked if I really acted like I didn't like him. And he told me "No just most times you make a bad day worse with your comments" By this time he was sitting next to me and I didn't even want to talk to him. I just wanted to text him back and get it over with but he kept telling me to talk to him. So I turned and talked to him and asked him how I was supposed to know when he was having a bad day and couldn't handle my jokes. I asked him like 8 times today if he was ok. How am I supposed to know he's having a bad day when he tells me repeatedly he's ok? It's not my fault he lies to me is it? I don't know. I just felt pretty crappy by the time that class was over. I like to think I'm a pretty decent friend and I didn't feel that today. I just make things worse for Justin. Maybe I should just give up and quit talking to him in general since I always make his bad days worse. I'm awful. bleh.
On the upside of today though, I got to spend some time with Dave. I have so much fun when I'm with him. He's amazing. As I'm sure you all know. I had him laughing pretty hard when i was trying to suck my ice cream up my straw. It did not work. All that happened was I got whipped cream on my nose. Which I'm sure looked adorable (yeah.. not) Either way, I had a blast. Which isn't a surprise.
I'm really looking forward to Friday. We're going to go on a triple date if all goes well. Me and Dave, Amy and Eric, and Amanda and Mitch (My sister and her boyfriend) It should be fun. I'm excited for it. We're gunna go to dinner and a movie. Should be a blast. Although I'm not sure how well my sister will get along with everyone. She's sorta hard to please some days. I love her though. She's a pretty good big sister. Very protective. Even when she doesn't need to be.
Yeah.. that's it.
Have a fantabulous night people!
Steph
Although I did cut myself yesterday and I'm still not sure how.
I decided that I'm quitting my job. As soon as I find another one. They transferred both of the managers that were keeping me there. So I just decided it's not worth it. Besides one of the new managers they gave us is a total jerk. I don't like him at all. It's not worth it to stay there. Especially when I know I'm capable of working somewhere else. It's not like I have no qualifications.
We went up and saw one of the managers they transferred today though. Kendra and I. We almost got hit by some stupid driver coming off of the freeway. He had a red light and just forgot to stop I guess. Kendra called him some really bad names. And I'm mad! I forgot to honk my freaking horn! I hate it when that happens. I always make it my resolve to honk when people do stupid stuff like that. But after he finally realized his light was red and we had both slammed on our brakes the freaking jerk started glaring at me. Like it was my fault he ran the red light? Yeah. I think not. At least I knew I had to hit my brakes. Other wise I'm pretty sure Kendra and I would both be dead right now. He was going FAST! It was really really scary. I was afraid to drive home. Cuz then it was raining and I had just almost been in an accident. Bleh. It was no fun.
In other news, Justin and I are fighting yet again. Seems like that's how it always is lately. Today he said something about his cougar comment being funny. But I didn't think it was funny at all. He called me ugly. I thought it was basically a jerky thing today and he never apologized for it. So today he mentioned something about it and I said it wasn't funny and started naming people who would agree with me and I mentioned Dave. And Justin called Dave a name that I really really didn't like so I started yelling at him for it. Because he doesn't even know Dave. Not at all. And it really irritated me. So then Justin started in on how I'd stand up for Dave (duh. He's my boyfriend why would I not?) but I wouldn't stand up for him. But that's so bull. I stand up for Justin all the time! Even when I'm mad at him! I'm always one of the first ones to say "Oh yeah. I'm mad at him and he can be a jerk. But a lot of times he's a really sweet guy" or something like that. I am always standing up for him and defending him. Especially around Angel and Tyler. And then he said that I wouldn't stand up for him because i didn't even like him. Seriously, that kind of hurt. Made me start wondering if I acted like I didn't like him around him. Then he started going off on how if I liked him as a friend I'd call him more than once a year and I'd call him just to talk (which I did on Sunday. For anyone who cares) But seriously it made me wonder if I'm really a crappy friend and everyone thinks I don't like them because of how I treat them. So I texted him and I said that whether he believed me or not I did stand up for him and I like him no matter what he might think. And I told him he was making me mad and I asked if I really acted like I didn't like him. And he told me "No just most times you make a bad day worse with your comments" By this time he was sitting next to me and I didn't even want to talk to him. I just wanted to text him back and get it over with but he kept telling me to talk to him. So I turned and talked to him and asked him how I was supposed to know when he was having a bad day and couldn't handle my jokes. I asked him like 8 times today if he was ok. How am I supposed to know he's having a bad day when he tells me repeatedly he's ok? It's not my fault he lies to me is it? I don't know. I just felt pretty crappy by the time that class was over. I like to think I'm a pretty decent friend and I didn't feel that today. I just make things worse for Justin. Maybe I should just give up and quit talking to him in general since I always make his bad days worse. I'm awful. bleh.
On the upside of today though, I got to spend some time with Dave. I have so much fun when I'm with him. He's amazing. As I'm sure you all know. I had him laughing pretty hard when i was trying to suck my ice cream up my straw. It did not work. All that happened was I got whipped cream on my nose. Which I'm sure looked adorable (yeah.. not) Either way, I had a blast. Which isn't a surprise.
I'm really looking forward to Friday. We're going to go on a triple date if all goes well. Me and Dave, Amy and Eric, and Amanda and Mitch (My sister and her boyfriend) It should be fun. I'm excited for it. We're gunna go to dinner and a movie. Should be a blast. Although I'm not sure how well my sister will get along with everyone. She's sorta hard to please some days. I love her though. She's a pretty good big sister. Very protective. Even when she doesn't need to be.
Yeah.. that's it.
Have a fantabulous night people!
Steph
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Milkshakes!
Ok.. so just something that I thought was absolutely hilarious before I head off to bed.
We're driving in the car today after we went to Arby's for dinner. Me, Amy, and Eric. And I have this Vanilla shake. And I'm like "My milkshake is all melted"
And Eric. Funny funny funny Eric goes
"Mine brings all the boys to the yard.................. And they're like......... It's better than yours......... Damn right......... It's better than yours.......... I could teach you.......... But I'd have to charge."
Oh my heck. Amy and I busted up laughing. Absolutely hilarious. maybe it's one of those things you woulda had to hear. Most likely... but I thought it was absolutely hysterical. He was doing it like some guy that I can't remember the name of now.. but it was funny...
Night!
We're driving in the car today after we went to Arby's for dinner. Me, Amy, and Eric. And I have this Vanilla shake. And I'm like "My milkshake is all melted"
And Eric. Funny funny funny Eric goes
"Mine brings all the boys to the yard.................. And they're like......... It's better than yours......... Damn right......... It's better than yours.......... I could teach you.......... But I'd have to charge."
Oh my heck. Amy and I busted up laughing. Absolutely hilarious. maybe it's one of those things you woulda had to hear. Most likely... but I thought it was absolutely hysterical. He was doing it like some guy that I can't remember the name of now.. but it was funny...
Night!
Friday, March 16, 2007
oooh! Park City!
Ok, so maybe they were right when they said Mom's know best... Who knew?
My mom has been advising me all week that I should have taken today and just relaxed and not pushed myself to go back to school just for the field trip we had planned for the academy today. But did I listen to her? No. And I pushed myself anyway. But seriously, a make up assignment would have been better.
I went to bed last night at around 11 after spending the part of the night with Amy at "Girl's Night Out" and the other part with Jess, Ashley and my mom eating ice cream at sonic. We got home around 10:45.
When I got home I took some pain medicine and went to sleep. But I had an awful awful nightmare and kept waking up due to pain and that stupid dream. I woke up at 1:30 and I was going to actually get out of bed and take more pain medicine. But it hadn't been 4 hours yet so I couldn't. All the other times I woke up, I just laid in my bed and cried because it hurt so bad but I didn't want to get up and take the pain medicine.
I'm trying really hard to not take it so much. Because I hate how drowsy it makes me. But, again my mom was right. When it wakes me up because it hurts so bad, I really should take it.
So I finally crawled out of bed this morning at 10 after 7 after my dad had come in and told me it was after 7 and I needed to get up and get ready to go if I were going to go. So I got up, put my Taylor Swift CD on and started getting ready for my day. But first, I took some pain medicine. Which was a really really smart move.
I got to school quite a bit early. At 8 rather than 8:30 so I just sat around in the commons waiting for people to show up. But soon, everyone was there and we were herded onto a bus to go up to the Canyons ski resort.
When again, my mom proved to be right. I should have put real shoes on rather than being lazy and putting on my flip flops and running out the door. And, I should have taken a jacket. Why is it that my mom is always right?
Anyway, we rode the Cabriolet up to the actual resort from the parking lot and it was freezing on the way up. But when we got up there the sun was actually pretty nice.
From the resort we rode the Gondola's up to a lodge and stayed up there for a while before coming back down. I got to ride down with Zack and Megan and it was nice to talk to them for a bit. But I really thought that Amy and Shawnea were going to follow me onto the Gondola.
Then we went on a tour of the Canyons. Boring boring boring!
We ended up on main street in park city for lunch and Amy Shawnea and I went to some place.. Our waitress wasn't very nice though. I didn't actually eat the restaurant food though, I sipped on my gatorade and I had a few bites of pudding that I had tucked into my purse before we left. Eating still hurts a lot. Although.. there is some left over Shepherd's pie in the fridge that's sounding pretty appetizing right now.
Going through the canyons my ears were killing me from all the pressure and the hurt that they're already in from the stupid surgery.
So, my mom was right, I shouldn't have pushed myself so much. But, I did. And I somewhat regret it.
But, It was good to spend all the time with Shawnea especially. And as always, with Amy.
I gave Jeramy a ride home from school and then I came home and took more pain killers. Which are currently making my thoughts really fuzzy. So I think I'm going to go steal some of that shepherds pie and take a nice long nap.
Have a fantabulous weekend!
And you should all come to the dance tomorrow! I'm oober excited for that!
My mom has been advising me all week that I should have taken today and just relaxed and not pushed myself to go back to school just for the field trip we had planned for the academy today. But did I listen to her? No. And I pushed myself anyway. But seriously, a make up assignment would have been better.
I went to bed last night at around 11 after spending the part of the night with Amy at "Girl's Night Out" and the other part with Jess, Ashley and my mom eating ice cream at sonic. We got home around 10:45.
When I got home I took some pain medicine and went to sleep. But I had an awful awful nightmare and kept waking up due to pain and that stupid dream. I woke up at 1:30 and I was going to actually get out of bed and take more pain medicine. But it hadn't been 4 hours yet so I couldn't. All the other times I woke up, I just laid in my bed and cried because it hurt so bad but I didn't want to get up and take the pain medicine.
I'm trying really hard to not take it so much. Because I hate how drowsy it makes me. But, again my mom was right. When it wakes me up because it hurts so bad, I really should take it.
So I finally crawled out of bed this morning at 10 after 7 after my dad had come in and told me it was after 7 and I needed to get up and get ready to go if I were going to go. So I got up, put my Taylor Swift CD on and started getting ready for my day. But first, I took some pain medicine. Which was a really really smart move.
I got to school quite a bit early. At 8 rather than 8:30 so I just sat around in the commons waiting for people to show up. But soon, everyone was there and we were herded onto a bus to go up to the Canyons ski resort.
When again, my mom proved to be right. I should have put real shoes on rather than being lazy and putting on my flip flops and running out the door. And, I should have taken a jacket. Why is it that my mom is always right?
Anyway, we rode the Cabriolet up to the actual resort from the parking lot and it was freezing on the way up. But when we got up there the sun was actually pretty nice.
From the resort we rode the Gondola's up to a lodge and stayed up there for a while before coming back down. I got to ride down with Zack and Megan and it was nice to talk to them for a bit. But I really thought that Amy and Shawnea were going to follow me onto the Gondola.
Then we went on a tour of the Canyons. Boring boring boring!
We ended up on main street in park city for lunch and Amy Shawnea and I went to some place.. Our waitress wasn't very nice though. I didn't actually eat the restaurant food though, I sipped on my gatorade and I had a few bites of pudding that I had tucked into my purse before we left. Eating still hurts a lot. Although.. there is some left over Shepherd's pie in the fridge that's sounding pretty appetizing right now.
Going through the canyons my ears were killing me from all the pressure and the hurt that they're already in from the stupid surgery.
So, my mom was right, I shouldn't have pushed myself so much. But, I did. And I somewhat regret it.
But, It was good to spend all the time with Shawnea especially. And as always, with Amy.
I gave Jeramy a ride home from school and then I came home and took more pain killers. Which are currently making my thoughts really fuzzy. So I think I'm going to go steal some of that shepherds pie and take a nice long nap.
Have a fantabulous weekend!
And you should all come to the dance tomorrow! I'm oober excited for that!
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Sydney, a birthday, and surgery
Wow, I haven't posted in a while. So mostly this is just going to be a pretty quick update.
Sydney got out of the ICU last friday after I posted and is doing quite well. I think she went back to school yesterday. She'll be fine. Which is good.
And as to what happened to her:
They were up at the high school Thursday night and she was sitting on the trunk of her car. Little Tyler was sitting in the drivers seat with the car running and decided he wanted to learn how to drive a stick. He popped the clutch and she fell onto the ground slamming her head into the concrete. Which fractured her skull. She started puking so they ran into the school to let the teachers and the police officer on duty know. But neither of them cared. Sydney was out there puking up blood for at least 45 minutes before any teachers would leave their parents to check on her.
Tyler called her mom and told her mom, but Sydney wasn't backing up his story. According to Sydney, she didn't fall and she didn't hit her head she just didn't feel good and was throwing up.
When Sydney woke up in the ICU and they asked her where she was she told them she was at the high school. When they explained to her that she was in the ICU they asked her if she knew why she was there and she said she must have driven herself there because she just didn't feel good.
She doesn't remember any of the accident. Her mom said she feels bad grounding Sydney for something she doesn't remember but that she'll get over that guilt fairly easily.
Tuesday was my birthday. And my was it ever fun! First a person made it really special on what was monday for me. But tuesday for them. Then at 11:59 PM My Andie friend called me and we were on the phone as it ticked over to midnight making it officially my birthday. At almost exactly midnight, Spencer emailed me wishing me happy birthday. And at 12:00:33 my sister called and was pretty upset that she was the 4th person to wish me happy birthday ON the day of my birthday. It was great though. What a great way to ring in my birthday.
Then I woke up and got ready for school and state DECA. I went to my first period and they signed happy birthday to me. It was fun. Then I sluffed seminary and Amy and I watched Bourne Identity at her house and we started the Bourne Supremacy but we stopped it to go eat lunch at Panda Express. Oh man! That was yummy. I love panda.
Then we came back and went to Smith's class and to part of Crowther's class before going back to Amy's house to grab some games to play while we were in provo that we never actually ended up playing.
And then it was on the bus to go to Provo. We spent most of the trip up talking to each other and Kirt. When we got up there, we got a LOT of questions about the cake. (Amy and I snuck a little frosting off the top before anyone else got any..)
And we went to Albertson's because Kirt decided he wanted to make it a big party. So he got candy and chips and soda (I still have that candy and chips in my room.. not like I can eat it now!)
After taking the test we went to dinner at some place that I can't remember the name of. But oh man it was DELICIOUS. Like seriously, super super yummy. And we did "pop shots" which is where someone sucked some lemonade in mine and amy's case or pepsi in kirts up in a straw and blew it into the other person's mouth. It was absolutely hilarious. I had a great time.
So we ended up in our room with Jorge and Nic and Zach (ooooh Amy... ;-) ) and Tamara and a bunch of other Kearns people for my birthday. And I had to blow on the candles with two breaths. So apparently I'm getting married twice. (Amy! What about a renewal of my vows?! Does that count as twice?!)
Then we went and sat in the hall with some Bingham kids to try and get them to come eat some cake because we had seriously a LOT of cake left over. And somehow we got on the subject of Bulimia and this girl Alex was like "Ew! How'd we get on the subject of bulimia anyway? Bulimia is gross... [pause] ... MY AUNT WAS BULIMIC ONCE! She threw up in her hands. And then. She put it in her hair. And then she was like "ew! Someone threw up on me!" " That was absolutely hilarious. Kirt Amy and I now have it as our new thing. We look at each other and go "My aunt was bulimic once!" Which is totally awful to make fun of, but seriously! Who didn't laugh at that?
Then we said something about pop shots and no sooner had the words "pop shots" left my mouth than all the kids from Bingham looked and me and gasped. So that was our other thing. POP SHOTS?! *gasp*
We ended up giving the rest of the cake away in the lobby to the people who would sing happy birthday to me. So I got a LOT of people to sing happy birthday to me. And I made the same wish about a billion times on the candles that Kirt kept relighting for people to sing to me with.
Then we finally went back to the room and Kirt tried to shoot skittles into our mouths from his. It didn't work out so well. I think he got one in Amy's. But he only hit my tooth and made it hurt a lot. It was fun though.
And then finally at 11 at night, Kirt told me happy birthday for the first time all day. He has some weird superstition that if you don't tell the person happy birthday between midnight and 1 or 11 and midnight it's bad luck.. Which I think is odd. But at like 11:10 Kirt started texting me happy birthday and he called and said happy birthday too.
Thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday! You guys are all the greatest. I lovers you all!
So that was my birthday. Great fun. Had a blast in Provo with my bestest friend ever. Oh! And we got another quote too!
We went to Smith's and we bought a half gallon of double fudge chunk brownie or something ice cream. And we were sitting in the hall way of this hotel eating the ice cream with our two spoons and this guy walked by and said "Now that is the highest form of life. Two friends, a half gallon of ice cream, and two spoons. It doesn't get any better than that." And really, it doesn't. Amy and I rock. Let me tell you.
And then came yesterday. Something I was absolutely terrified for. I had to be at the hospital at 6 am for surgery to get my tonsils taken out. Not a fun surgery. I don't recommend it. Getting the IV in my hand was the scariest part though. I'm not a big fan of needles. They put some numby stuff in my hand though so I didn't even feel it when they stuck the needle in. Then they wheeled me into the operating room. And they let me keep my blanket and my stuffed animal with me. They took my blanket off and gave me some super super warm blankets though. And then they told me they were going to put some gooey electical thingys on me to monitor my heart rate and that is absolutely the last thing I remember.
Until I woke up in recovery. And some guy kept saying "How are we doing Sunshine! Do we know where we are today?" Let me tell you, trying to talk right after you get your tonsils taken out is not fun. I didn't actually know where I was, but I took a guess and said recovery. Which was about all I could choke out. Then that man made me eat some chips of ice, and that felt amazing. My throat is really sore.
Then they took me into a curtained room so my mom and dad could be with me. And then I got to go home at about 10. So we ended up home around 10:45 although, I don't really remember that either. I remember my mom waking me up to make me drink more gatorade, eat a pudding, or a popsicle, and give me medicine a couple times.
And now here I sit, still really sore. But, good news! It's time for more medicine. Hooray! That stuff knocks me out though. I'm not sure I like that part.. But I like it not hurting anymore.
So there's your update.
Later!
Sydney got out of the ICU last friday after I posted and is doing quite well. I think she went back to school yesterday. She'll be fine. Which is good.
And as to what happened to her:
They were up at the high school Thursday night and she was sitting on the trunk of her car. Little Tyler was sitting in the drivers seat with the car running and decided he wanted to learn how to drive a stick. He popped the clutch and she fell onto the ground slamming her head into the concrete. Which fractured her skull. She started puking so they ran into the school to let the teachers and the police officer on duty know. But neither of them cared. Sydney was out there puking up blood for at least 45 minutes before any teachers would leave their parents to check on her.
Tyler called her mom and told her mom, but Sydney wasn't backing up his story. According to Sydney, she didn't fall and she didn't hit her head she just didn't feel good and was throwing up.
When Sydney woke up in the ICU and they asked her where she was she told them she was at the high school. When they explained to her that she was in the ICU they asked her if she knew why she was there and she said she must have driven herself there because she just didn't feel good.
She doesn't remember any of the accident. Her mom said she feels bad grounding Sydney for something she doesn't remember but that she'll get over that guilt fairly easily.
Tuesday was my birthday. And my was it ever fun! First a person made it really special on what was monday for me. But tuesday for them. Then at 11:59 PM My Andie friend called me and we were on the phone as it ticked over to midnight making it officially my birthday. At almost exactly midnight, Spencer emailed me wishing me happy birthday. And at 12:00:33 my sister called and was pretty upset that she was the 4th person to wish me happy birthday ON the day of my birthday. It was great though. What a great way to ring in my birthday.
Then I woke up and got ready for school and state DECA. I went to my first period and they signed happy birthday to me. It was fun. Then I sluffed seminary and Amy and I watched Bourne Identity at her house and we started the Bourne Supremacy but we stopped it to go eat lunch at Panda Express. Oh man! That was yummy. I love panda.
Then we came back and went to Smith's class and to part of Crowther's class before going back to Amy's house to grab some games to play while we were in provo that we never actually ended up playing.
And then it was on the bus to go to Provo. We spent most of the trip up talking to each other and Kirt. When we got up there, we got a LOT of questions about the cake. (Amy and I snuck a little frosting off the top before anyone else got any..)
And we went to Albertson's because Kirt decided he wanted to make it a big party. So he got candy and chips and soda (I still have that candy and chips in my room.. not like I can eat it now!)
After taking the test we went to dinner at some place that I can't remember the name of. But oh man it was DELICIOUS. Like seriously, super super yummy. And we did "pop shots" which is where someone sucked some lemonade in mine and amy's case or pepsi in kirts up in a straw and blew it into the other person's mouth. It was absolutely hilarious. I had a great time.
So we ended up in our room with Jorge and Nic and Zach (ooooh Amy... ;-) ) and Tamara and a bunch of other Kearns people for my birthday. And I had to blow on the candles with two breaths. So apparently I'm getting married twice. (Amy! What about a renewal of my vows?! Does that count as twice?!)
Then we went and sat in the hall with some Bingham kids to try and get them to come eat some cake because we had seriously a LOT of cake left over. And somehow we got on the subject of Bulimia and this girl Alex was like "Ew! How'd we get on the subject of bulimia anyway? Bulimia is gross... [pause] ... MY AUNT WAS BULIMIC ONCE! She threw up in her hands. And then. She put it in her hair. And then she was like "ew! Someone threw up on me!" " That was absolutely hilarious. Kirt Amy and I now have it as our new thing. We look at each other and go "My aunt was bulimic once!" Which is totally awful to make fun of, but seriously! Who didn't laugh at that?
Then we said something about pop shots and no sooner had the words "pop shots" left my mouth than all the kids from Bingham looked and me and gasped. So that was our other thing. POP SHOTS?! *gasp*
We ended up giving the rest of the cake away in the lobby to the people who would sing happy birthday to me. So I got a LOT of people to sing happy birthday to me. And I made the same wish about a billion times on the candles that Kirt kept relighting for people to sing to me with.
Then we finally went back to the room and Kirt tried to shoot skittles into our mouths from his. It didn't work out so well. I think he got one in Amy's. But he only hit my tooth and made it hurt a lot. It was fun though.
And then finally at 11 at night, Kirt told me happy birthday for the first time all day. He has some weird superstition that if you don't tell the person happy birthday between midnight and 1 or 11 and midnight it's bad luck.. Which I think is odd. But at like 11:10 Kirt started texting me happy birthday and he called and said happy birthday too.
Thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday! You guys are all the greatest. I lovers you all!
So that was my birthday. Great fun. Had a blast in Provo with my bestest friend ever. Oh! And we got another quote too!
We went to Smith's and we bought a half gallon of double fudge chunk brownie or something ice cream. And we were sitting in the hall way of this hotel eating the ice cream with our two spoons and this guy walked by and said "Now that is the highest form of life. Two friends, a half gallon of ice cream, and two spoons. It doesn't get any better than that." And really, it doesn't. Amy and I rock. Let me tell you.
And then came yesterday. Something I was absolutely terrified for. I had to be at the hospital at 6 am for surgery to get my tonsils taken out. Not a fun surgery. I don't recommend it. Getting the IV in my hand was the scariest part though. I'm not a big fan of needles. They put some numby stuff in my hand though so I didn't even feel it when they stuck the needle in. Then they wheeled me into the operating room. And they let me keep my blanket and my stuffed animal with me. They took my blanket off and gave me some super super warm blankets though. And then they told me they were going to put some gooey electical thingys on me to monitor my heart rate and that is absolutely the last thing I remember.
Until I woke up in recovery. And some guy kept saying "How are we doing Sunshine! Do we know where we are today?" Let me tell you, trying to talk right after you get your tonsils taken out is not fun. I didn't actually know where I was, but I took a guess and said recovery. Which was about all I could choke out. Then that man made me eat some chips of ice, and that felt amazing. My throat is really sore.
Then they took me into a curtained room so my mom and dad could be with me. And then I got to go home at about 10. So we ended up home around 10:45 although, I don't really remember that either. I remember my mom waking me up to make me drink more gatorade, eat a pudding, or a popsicle, and give me medicine a couple times.
And now here I sit, still really sore. But, good news! It's time for more medicine. Hooray! That stuff knocks me out though. I'm not sure I like that part.. But I like it not hurting anymore.
So there's your update.
Later!
Friday, March 02, 2007
I'm scared....
I just found out that one of my best friends is in the ICU at the hospital because she fractured her skull. She was life flighted last night. I'm really really really scared for her. A fractured skull is really scary.
And someone I care about a lot a lot left last night. All I can do is sit here and cry. I'm so scared.
They're taking cat scans for Sydney today. Her brother said she's stable but she's still in the ICU. So I can't even see her. We're going up there though to have them give her a card.
Bleh. Not cool.
And someone I care about a lot a lot left last night. All I can do is sit here and cry. I'm so scared.
They're taking cat scans for Sydney today. Her brother said she's stable but she's still in the ICU. So I can't even see her. We're going up there though to have them give her a card.
Bleh. Not cool.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
What I've gotta do...
A Girl's Gotta Do
By Mindy McCready
The first thing I did when you said goodbye
was sit myself down and had a real good cry
The next thing I did was put my red dress on
and go downtown dancing till the break of dawn
chorus:
A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
and now I´ve gotta get to getting over you
Too bad I´ve gotta do it with someone new
but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
Fancy meeting you at our stomping-ground
sorry if you caught me painting the town
Guess I should have stayed home with your memory,
Baby,don´t take it personally
chorus:
A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
and now I´ve gotta get to getting over you
Too bad I´ve gotta do it with someone new
but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
bridge:
Give me a call sometime real soon,
and remind me to remember to forget about you
oh yeah
chorus:
A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
and now I´ve gotta get to getting over you
Too bad I´ve gotta do it with someone new
but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
A girls gotta do it,
Yea a girls gotta do it
too bad I gotta do it with someone new
but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do!
was sit myself down and had a real good cry
The next thing I did was put my red dress on
and go downtown dancing till the break of dawn
chorus:
A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
and now I´ve gotta get to getting over you
Too bad I´ve gotta do it with someone new
but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
Fancy meeting you at our stomping-ground
sorry if you caught me painting the town
Guess I should have stayed home with your memory,
Baby,don´t take it personally
chorus:
A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
and now I´ve gotta get to getting over you
Too bad I´ve gotta do it with someone new
but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
bridge:
Give me a call sometime real soon,
and remind me to remember to forget about you
oh yeah
chorus:
A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
and now I´ve gotta get to getting over you
Too bad I´ve gotta do it with someone new
but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do
A girls gotta do it,
Yea a girls gotta do it
too bad I gotta do it with someone new
but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do!
Yeah.. That song basically describes what I'm feeling right now. Most of it anyway. I have to move on. And I know it.
The other part of what I'm feeling is actually pretty upset. Someone I care about immensly has been lying to me about something really important for a couple weeks I guess. I don't know.
I'm hurt and upset.
And the only thing left for me to do is move on..
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