Vacation

I'm sitting at Denver International Airport right now waiting for my flight to go back home to Salt Lake. It was so nice to be back in my old stomping ground of Parker, Colorado and see some family (some blood and some as good as) and catch up with people. It's hard to leave though. Sometimes I wish I could move back, but then I remember how expensive things are and how much money I don't have. Besides, then I would have to visit Salt Lake all the time because of all my family and friends there. It's just a hard situation, we'll see where life takes me.

As for now the plan is to go on a mission. I'm just counting down the time now until I get home so I can talk to my parents about it. I have to do it. It's not scary, I think it's just Satan holding me back because he doesn't want more missionaries out there leading people to the light. Well guess what buddy? I'm going and I'm going to rock!

I don't much care where I go, although it would be really nice to go back to Germany or somewhere I could use my German skills I already have. If I don't go somewhere like that, a new language would be pretty cool. Spanish would be useful but I'd prefer something like Russian that I don't know at all. On thing I'm not looking forward to though is wearing a skirt all the time. I'll only get to wear other stuff when I sleep and on P-days. That will be hard for me, but it's something I have to do. It's not like it'll kill me.

Well I will keep updating on this blog with new things going on. I also need to talk to my bishop soon because I have some appointments later in the month that I will need to have papers filled out by the doctors. It wasn't my original intent but since I have them I may as well make the most of them and only pay once. Any way, I'll update with more later. Wish me luck telling my parents!

For some reason...

So I made my decision (in reference to an earlier post) but for some reason I am finding it very, VERY hard to tell my parents. I don't get it, they aren't scary people. And it's not like I decided to go kill someone, this will be a very good thing, only blessings can come from it. So why is this so hard? I have blown many opportune moments. I just need to blurt it out but that obviously hasn't happened yet since I made the decision weeks ago.

Hopefully this weekend will give me some courage. I'm going to visit my sister and some old friends in Colorado, maybe they will be able to say the right thing to make me actually tell my parents. I keep telling myself I will do it but when it gets right down to it I can't figure out the right words to say or how to change the topic to me going on a mission... It's a big choice, you'd think I'd want my parents help. Why can't I just tell them? Why do I have to be so intimidated?

Walked and walked and walked and...

I just spent the past two hours walking the streets of my neighborhood. It was nice to be outside, I just wish I could have been walking with someone. I tried a few different friends but they either didn't answer their phones or already had something going on or didn't get the subtle hints I was dropping in my texts. Oh well, it was still a good night and the only reason I came home was because I'm not wearing the right shoes to walk for two hours so my knees were hurting. I need to go on walks more before the winter really starts to come in strong, any one want to join?

Bust a Move!

So today as I was driving in my car, blasting Flobots as loud as I dared, a fly landed on my windshield when I got stopped at a red light. The noteworthy thing about this is that when listening to Flobots as loud as I was it makes the car vibrate with every pulse of the bass and my car was vibrating so much the fly couldn't hold on and slowly bounced his way to the bottom of the window. I don't know if it really couldn't hold on or if it was just bustin' a move to my tunes, either way I thought it was hilarious.
I hope all you readers enjoyed a little insight into my life.

Decisions!

I have had to deal with many decisions in my life but none so hard as this one seemingly is. I don't understand why, it's only a life changing choice one way or the other. Much more one way than the other. I just don't know what to do or who to talk to about it. Do I talk to friends? Family? People with experience making a similar decision? What do I do?!

Early!

It's about 6:40 in the morning and I am pretty much awake and have been the past 20 minutes. Just in case any of you forgot or didn't know, I hate getting up early. It's one of my least favorite things ever. And why then am I up so early you ask? Laundry. Another of my least favorite things to do, but that one must be done. I tried going back to sleep but to no avail so now I'm writing this and texting a friend who is at work.

Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to be awake this early if I would start going to bed a little earlier. Last night I didn't get home until around 11:15 after having a nice night with a friend. We went out to dinner (even though we are poor students) and then when we got back to her house we just sat in the car and talked for two hours. It was great. We always have the best conversations late at night in the car. There is just something about cars that makes us relax and let our guards down I suppose because it happens a lot and we talk about anything that comes to mind, we just let our thoughts wander and the conversation goes right along with it.

Last night though was a break through. My friend told me things that she said she hadn't ever told any one and I'm so proud of her for opening up and trusting me enough to let me in. In those two hours I gained so much respect for her, she has had a tough life. Which I knew that, just not to the extent of things I learned last night. I already had a lot of respect for her living her life how she does despite the influences she has, but if it's possible I have even more respect.

I also gained a new perspective on how lucky I am to have the family and the life that I do. Yes, I already knew I have a great family but I'm so lucky that I have parents that love each other and all five of us children for who we are as individuals. They are always striving to do what's best for us and I love them greatly for that.

So there you have it, apparently my guard is down early in the morning too.

A long time...

So I just realized it has been quite a while since the last time I posted anything, almost two months, so last night I told myself I had to write at least something on here and give a little update.
I finished out my summer semester of college with fairly good grades, better than usual for me, so I was happy. I really enjoyed my classes and I'm hoping that my classes this semester get better and that I end up liking them too. As of right now however they are just torture. I have a feeling it may have to do with the fact that I am working from 9am-3pm and then I go to school typically from 4pm-9:20pm. Well, it's a bit more complicated than that. Wednesdays I start school at 2 which means I have to leave work early. Tuesdays and Thursdays I don't have class until 5:30 so I have a small break, though it's not really long enough to justify going home and then back to school since my job is kind of the half way point between home and school. Then again Thursdays I only have one class from 5:30-7:20 so that's always nice. But the nicest comes on Friday when I don't have any classes and at work the last three hours are planning.
I work for Granite School District as a teachers assistant. I'm in a classroom at a county facility and we have kids anywhere from 7th to 12th grade at one time. It's a pretty awesome job, though it can be rough at times. The kids all come from tough backgrounds, usually full of abuse, drugs and/or alcohol and are now in the state's custody. The kids are always changing, ususally only there for a few days but sometimes a few weeks at a time. I work with a wonderful teacher who does awesome things with these kids. It's made me realize how blessed I have been in my life to have the family and upbringing that I do.
Between work and school I don't have time for much else. I haven't pulled out my camera for a few weeks but I really need to do that. And I know, I still need to post pictures up here from my trip to Yellowstone back in July. It was a way fun trip but I have been so busy since then I haven't had time for much. They will get on here eventually though, don't worry.
One last thing before I finish, I love technology! I'm sitting in a parking lot selling produce (usually I do this on Saturdays but this Friday was special) and I'm posting all this on my cell phone. I don't have much time to just sit down at a computer any more so this phone keeps me in contact with everyone, keeps me organized and I just love it. I'm probably a little too dependent on it, but I don't know what I would do without it. Thank you BlackBerry for inventing such a cool phone (the Curve, not the Pearl).