Sierra: (With a sock on her arm) Phhsssshhhht! I'm a Power Ranger!
Sierra: (About our laundry room) This would be a good room to kill someone in!
Sierra: I sleep with my hair up like that -- especially when our apartment is 9 o'clock!
Pamela: I'm a genius guys! I made underwear rolls out of my shirts!
Sierra: I was gonna start singing..but I didn't know any of the lyrics..
Sierra: When I lay this way, I swear my mattress is smaller than when I lay this way!
Sierra: Pamela, you're the best woommate! (Or I prefer, womb-mate!)
Sierra: Speaking is hard guys...English is hard.
Pamela: Is he puff? Huff? (Trying to ask if he is buff)
Me: Guys... I have no interest in dating...or having friends...or having a social life of any kind currently. If you talk to people, it gives off the wrong vibe!
Sierra: (While watching Anastasia) I like how she doesn't even go to her own party!
Me: Well, I would place Dimitri over a party, too!
Sierra: Well, I'm just saying I'd at least walk over to the snack bar!
Pamela: (to me) I'd never put your eyeballs in the microwave!
Sierra: (about me, laying on the floor with a blanket on me) You look like a mermaid right now!
Pamela: GUYS! I want to be a mermaid so bad!
Aaaaand my personal favorite:
While listening to "One Jump" from Aladdin
Sierra, Pamela, and I singing: "I steal only what I can't afford...that's everything."
Pamela: I feel like that's my life right now!!
See guys? I have fabulous roommates. :) We all struggle at talking when we're tired.
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Monday, September 9, 2013
Getting Behind On Homework: Never A Good Idea
I'm here to preach about a single decision that will directly affect the way your life will turn out. Okay, maybe that's going a little bit too far, but it could happen...
That single decision is when you do your homework! Seems like a pretty trivial decision, right? Like, how the heck is that going to affect how my entire life turns out?
Look, I'm currently in a mess of a situation right now because I'm getting behind on homework. So let me tell you how dang "awesome" it is to get behind on your homework.
I didn't do any of my homework over the weekend, because YOLO, right?! Wrong. So wrong. Don't get me wrong, I had a somewhat valid excuse for not doing homework (if there is such a thing? I don't think there actually is...) because I went to Lagoon with a friend, and I got to go FO FREE!
So do you know what I have to do tonight for homework, because I failed to do anything over the weekend? Well, let me just make a nice little list for you.
That single decision is when you do your homework! Seems like a pretty trivial decision, right? Like, how the heck is that going to affect how my entire life turns out?
Look, I'm currently in a mess of a situation right now because I'm getting behind on homework. So let me tell you how dang "awesome" it is to get behind on your homework.
I didn't do any of my homework over the weekend, because YOLO, right?! Wrong. So wrong. Don't get me wrong, I had a somewhat valid excuse for not doing homework (if there is such a thing? I don't think there actually is...) because I went to Lagoon with a friend, and I got to go FO FREE!
So do you know what I have to do tonight for homework, because I failed to do anything over the weekend? Well, let me just make a nice little list for you.
- Read 80 pages from the Book of Mormon
- Practice my guitar (for like 2 hours)
- Read a ridiculously long chapter out of my Writing & Rhetoric book
- Read a huge part of a blog
- Read Thomas Paine's Common Sense
- Watch a movie and write a review on a blog
- Get in touch with a bunch of service programs to try and work something out (yes, it is an assignment)
- A solid 3 days worth of homework from Music 101 (reading lots of stupid entries in the stupid book, listening to lots of music from the dang middle ages)
And then on top of all of that, I also have to:
- Do laundry (lots of it)
- Tidy up my room
- Find time to live/breathe/cook
The moral of this story is... Do NOT put off your homework until the very last moment just because you think you can. Life gets crazy busy, and if you ever want to have time to enjoy life and not be stressed, get your homework done right away. Seriously, it will make your life so much easier.
--S.E.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Exhausting
College life is exhausting. Who knew?
Seriously, I went to bed at 10 last night and I woke up at 8:30 this morning and I've continued to be exhausted. DYING!
I don't know how I'm going to have a dang social life. :o
Hope everyone is having a great day.
--S.E.
Seriously, I went to bed at 10 last night and I woke up at 8:30 this morning and I've continued to be exhausted. DYING!
I don't know how I'm going to have a dang social life. :o
Hope everyone is having a great day.
--S.E.
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Another Successful Day of College Life
I consider today a very, very successful day! I had two more classes today.
Music 101... I'm not sure how I feel about this class yet. I'm kind of leaning towards not liking it...or, you know, not liking the teacher. He is very, very full of himself and tries to be really funny. And he's really just not as funny as he likes to think he is. He does seem to know what he's talking about, and the class material seems to be interesting enough. So I guess we'll see how I feel about it by the end of the semester!
Writing and Rhetoric 150... This class is going to be AMAZING! My teacher seems really awesome! It's going to be a lot of work, because it's an honors class, but I feel like I'm going to be learning so dang much and having a really fun time doing it. And my class is super small, which is always a plus! I think it's going to be a really amazing class, I'm really looking forward to it! {Plus, she promised us that if we show up to class and turn in every assignment that we will get at least a B... Pretty solid promise, I think!}
So, here is why my day was very, very successful now! Okay, I came from a small place where there was no traffic EVER! So now, I'm obviously in Provo, UT and there's a bit more traffic than I'm used to. Well, I needed to go to a guitar store so I could get a book for my guitar class, which meant that I had to drive, in traffic. I was only slightly terrified. But I got there and back (TWICE) in one piece. Yes, I did mean to say twice, the first time I ran over there I realized that I forgot my wallet, so I had to go back home to grab my wallet. OOPS! Only I would do something like that.
So, that's why today was a success. I hope everyone else had a lovely day!
--S.E.
Music 101... I'm not sure how I feel about this class yet. I'm kind of leaning towards not liking it...or, you know, not liking the teacher. He is very, very full of himself and tries to be really funny. And he's really just not as funny as he likes to think he is. He does seem to know what he's talking about, and the class material seems to be interesting enough. So I guess we'll see how I feel about it by the end of the semester!
Writing and Rhetoric 150... This class is going to be AMAZING! My teacher seems really awesome! It's going to be a lot of work, because it's an honors class, but I feel like I'm going to be learning so dang much and having a really fun time doing it. And my class is super small, which is always a plus! I think it's going to be a really amazing class, I'm really looking forward to it! {Plus, she promised us that if we show up to class and turn in every assignment that we will get at least a B... Pretty solid promise, I think!}
So, here is why my day was very, very successful now! Okay, I came from a small place where there was no traffic EVER! So now, I'm obviously in Provo, UT and there's a bit more traffic than I'm used to. Well, I needed to go to a guitar store so I could get a book for my guitar class, which meant that I had to drive, in traffic. I was only slightly terrified. But I got there and back (TWICE) in one piece. Yes, I did mean to say twice, the first time I ran over there I realized that I forgot my wallet, so I had to go back home to grab my wallet. OOPS! Only I would do something like that.
So, that's why today was a success. I hope everyone else had a lovely day!
--S.E.
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Day One of Class: Success
So my classes today were a success! :) I already told you that I only had two, but I really enjoyed them!
We'll start of with my Book of Mormon class! It's going to be a LOOOOOT of work! We have to read the entire first half of the BoM (1 Nephi 1-Alma 29) in two weeks. TWO WEEKS I say! Which, as it turns out is only 20 pages a day, but still. That's a lot of work. Very manageable, but a lot of work. Especially when you add on work from other classes. My professor seems to be very nice, and very knowledgeable! I'm really looking forward to this class, because I feel like I'm going to learn A LOT!
Then my guitar class! I'm so excited for my guitar class! I got my guitar a little over a year ago, and I love it to death! But I'm not super great at playing it, mostly because I hadn't had the time to put into learning it. Which is so very sad. But now I'm taking a guitar class from a very cool guy who seems to know a lot about the guitar! I'm so excited! I feel like I'm going to learn a whooole lot! Today we only sat down and talked. My class is huge, by the way, over 100 people and people are continuing to join the class! SO CRAZY! There are TONS of cute boys in my class though, something my classes have been lacking due to the change in missionary age.
So, those were my classes!
Oh, the good news that I was hoping to have to tell you earlier? Yeahh, turned out to be bad news. I had gone through two auditions for a choir at BYU and found out today if I had a callback or not. It turns out that I did not get a call back. Initially, I was extremely disappointed, but I'm going to use it as a learning experience now!
Crazy story real fast: So, there are {I think} 3 people I know from high school who are going to college with me, on a campus of well over 30,000. I was leaving the BYU Bookstore after picking up my books, and I ran into one of the guys I went to school with! It was so crazy, especially since this is the first day of class and the bookstore was super crowded. So yeah, small world I guess. Confession: I had a huuuge crush on that guy back when I was a freshman {he was a senior}. I still think he's super cute, because you know he just is one of those guys.
--S.E.
We'll start of with my Book of Mormon class! It's going to be a LOOOOOT of work! We have to read the entire first half of the BoM (1 Nephi 1-Alma 29) in two weeks. TWO WEEKS I say! Which, as it turns out is only 20 pages a day, but still. That's a lot of work. Very manageable, but a lot of work. Especially when you add on work from other classes. My professor seems to be very nice, and very knowledgeable! I'm really looking forward to this class, because I feel like I'm going to learn A LOT!
Then my guitar class! I'm so excited for my guitar class! I got my guitar a little over a year ago, and I love it to death! But I'm not super great at playing it, mostly because I hadn't had the time to put into learning it. Which is so very sad. But now I'm taking a guitar class from a very cool guy who seems to know a lot about the guitar! I'm so excited! I feel like I'm going to learn a whooole lot! Today we only sat down and talked. My class is huge, by the way, over 100 people and people are continuing to join the class! SO CRAZY! There are TONS of cute boys in my class though, something my classes have been lacking due to the change in missionary age.
So, those were my classes!
Oh, the good news that I was hoping to have to tell you earlier? Yeahh, turned out to be bad news. I had gone through two auditions for a choir at BYU and found out today if I had a callback or not. It turns out that I did not get a call back. Initially, I was extremely disappointed, but I'm going to use it as a learning experience now!
Crazy story real fast: So, there are {I think} 3 people I know from high school who are going to college with me, on a campus of well over 30,000. I was leaving the BYU Bookstore after picking up my books, and I ran into one of the guys I went to school with! It was so crazy, especially since this is the first day of class and the bookstore was super crowded. So yeah, small world I guess. Confession: I had a huuuge crush on that guy back when I was a freshman {he was a senior}. I still think he's super cute, because you know he just is one of those guys.
--S.E.
My Tuesday Thus Far
Today is my first day of class! What?! Haha. But this is college, so ya know, I only have two classes today, which is so dang fabulous I can't even.
Today, my two classes are Book of Mormon and (wait for it) GUITAR! Heck yes! Book of Mormon is my first class and it doesn't start until 2, so I've just been hangin' around my apartment, not knowing what to do with my life. And then my freaking GUITAR CLASS starts at 6.
I'm so freaking excited for my freaking guitar class -- again, I can't even. I'm going to learn so much and have so much fun and become so good. BOOM! It's going to be legen-wait for it-dary!
I'll post again later today, to report back on my classes. And hopefully some good news? Until then,
--S.E.
Today, my two classes are Book of Mormon and (wait for it) GUITAR! Heck yes! Book of Mormon is my first class and it doesn't start until 2, so I've just been hangin' around my apartment, not knowing what to do with my life. And then my freaking GUITAR CLASS starts at 6.
I'm so freaking excited for my freaking guitar class -- again, I can't even. I'm going to learn so much and have so much fun and become so good. BOOM! It's going to be legen-wait for it-dary!
I'll post again later today, to report back on my classes. And hopefully some good news? Until then,
--S.E.
Monday, September 2, 2013
I Love College Life
Well, everyone. It turns out that I really, really love college life. :)
I know I've said it about a million and a half times already, but I'm going to BYU. I really love BYU! I love that I'm surrounded by people who share my same standards and beliefs. I love that I can go all spiritual in my homework.
I'm living in an apartment style dorm on campus with 5 other girls. I have such great roommates, I know that I'm going to become great friends with all of them! Emma is my actual roommate, she's been gone a lot lately, but she seems super chill. Sierra and I have been hanging out a bunch lately, she's so much fun! Pamela has been hanging out with Sierra and I (the three of us are bonding like no one's business!), and she is so sweet! Courtney seems super nice, a genuinely sweet girl. Samantha also seems super nice. I'm just surrounded by 5 of the sweetest girls ever. I can't wait to get to know everyone so much better.
I actually start classes tomorrow, and I find out if I have a call-back for Women's Chorus (I've already gone through 2 auditions, but I'm nervous!) Tomorrow will be good, because I only have two classes; Book of Mormon and GUITAR! I am so dang pumped for my guitar class! I'm also really excited for my BOM class, because I love reading the scriptures and learning about them! I'm so excited!
I'm really looking forward to seeing where this year will go! I just feel so blessed to be right where I am right now!
--S.E.
I know I've said it about a million and a half times already, but I'm going to BYU. I really love BYU! I love that I'm surrounded by people who share my same standards and beliefs. I love that I can go all spiritual in my homework.
I'm living in an apartment style dorm on campus with 5 other girls. I have such great roommates, I know that I'm going to become great friends with all of them! Emma is my actual roommate, she's been gone a lot lately, but she seems super chill. Sierra and I have been hanging out a bunch lately, she's so much fun! Pamela has been hanging out with Sierra and I (the three of us are bonding like no one's business!), and she is so sweet! Courtney seems super nice, a genuinely sweet girl. Samantha also seems super nice. I'm just surrounded by 5 of the sweetest girls ever. I can't wait to get to know everyone so much better.
I actually start classes tomorrow, and I find out if I have a call-back for Women's Chorus (I've already gone through 2 auditions, but I'm nervous!) Tomorrow will be good, because I only have two classes; Book of Mormon and GUITAR! I am so dang pumped for my guitar class! I'm also really excited for my BOM class, because I love reading the scriptures and learning about them! I'm so excited!
I'm really looking forward to seeing where this year will go! I just feel so blessed to be right where I am right now!
--S.E.
Sunday, September 1, 2013
I Am A Terrible Blogger -- Sorry
I have been such a terrible blogger lately, what the heck is up with me?! I was doing so dang good! Nah, I've just been super, crazy busy. It'll happen, right? Yeahh...
So I guess I'll go through and explain to you what all I was crazy busy with, right?
Well, I was working a lot. And I was trying to get all packed up for college. And then, ya know, I moved down to Utah to start college. And evidently college life is CRAZY!
I actually have to go soon, since I'm going to BYU we do a lot of Church-oriented activities. So, we had an ice cream social last night. Church today. A break the fast dinner/social. Ward prayer. Introductory interviews with the bishop. Aaaaand TUNNEL SINGING!
So, I have to go be busy with Churchy things. But I promise that I will be a better blogger! :) Until next time!
--S.E.
So I guess I'll go through and explain to you what all I was crazy busy with, right?
Well, I was working a lot. And I was trying to get all packed up for college. And then, ya know, I moved down to Utah to start college. And evidently college life is CRAZY!
I actually have to go soon, since I'm going to BYU we do a lot of Church-oriented activities. So, we had an ice cream social last night. Church today. A break the fast dinner/social. Ward prayer. Introductory interviews with the bishop. Aaaaand TUNNEL SINGING!
So, I have to go be busy with Churchy things. But I promise that I will be a better blogger! :) Until next time!
--S.E.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
Sibling Love
I may be a wee bit biased, but I will stand by my opinion that I have the GREATEST siblings in the entire world. And here is why.
Last night, the three "big babies" (Jay, Mitch, and myself) could not fall asleep for the life of us! It was so irritating! So, it's like two in the morning and we're all just wandering about our house wondering what the heck to do with ourselves. We all got together and I decided that I absolutely had to have french fries and ice cream. Like that very instant. So, you know, we just get in our car and we go to Walmart.
Has anyone ever been to Walmart at 2 am? It's so freaking great. There is not a soul there except the poor workers. Everything is quiet and not crowded. Glorious, really. If you ever need to go to Walmart, I would strongly suggest going in the middle of the night; I promise it will lead to a much more peaceful grocery shopping experience.
So we pick out our ice cream, and Jay's all, "I need peach cobbler." So we have to find the ingredients for that. And Mitchell bets that I can't hit a sign with my head. (For the record, he was right. I got NO hops. Sadly.) Looking back on it this morning, I figured that all of the workers thought we were probably drunk or high. Alas, 'twas not so!
Then, we went to McDonald's so I could get some fries. On the drive over there, a cat ran in front of my car. I moved to make sure I wouldn't hit it, but Jay let out a scream that killed all of our ear drums and gave me a dang heart attack. Seriously. You should have felt how fast/hard my heart was beating, it was only slightly ridiculous. The good news is, I did not hit the cat! So, huzzah!
Then when we got home and Stace was awake. Holy buckets, if looks could kill, man, if looks could kill. She was so mad at us.
Anyway, Mitchell went to bed after he ate his fries. Jay and I, however, stayed up to watch a movie. And we watched the stupidest movie from our childhood. So ridiculous. Then, I left Jay, because she was starting to fall asleep.
So I went into my room to watch How I Met Your Mother, and it was glorious.
Anyway, you can sort of tell how great of a time we had. But, you should have seen all the smiles and heard all of the laughter. I have the greatest siblings in the world, and I feel so blessed to have such amazing people in my life. I hope everyone can take the time to think about all of the people they are grateful for that are normally taken for granted.
--S.E.
Last night, the three "big babies" (Jay, Mitch, and myself) could not fall asleep for the life of us! It was so irritating! So, it's like two in the morning and we're all just wandering about our house wondering what the heck to do with ourselves. We all got together and I decided that I absolutely had to have french fries and ice cream. Like that very instant. So, you know, we just get in our car and we go to Walmart.
Has anyone ever been to Walmart at 2 am? It's so freaking great. There is not a soul there except the poor workers. Everything is quiet and not crowded. Glorious, really. If you ever need to go to Walmart, I would strongly suggest going in the middle of the night; I promise it will lead to a much more peaceful grocery shopping experience.
So we pick out our ice cream, and Jay's all, "I need peach cobbler." So we have to find the ingredients for that. And Mitchell bets that I can't hit a sign with my head. (For the record, he was right. I got NO hops. Sadly.) Looking back on it this morning, I figured that all of the workers thought we were probably drunk or high. Alas, 'twas not so!
Then, we went to McDonald's so I could get some fries. On the drive over there, a cat ran in front of my car. I moved to make sure I wouldn't hit it, but Jay let out a scream that killed all of our ear drums and gave me a dang heart attack. Seriously. You should have felt how fast/hard my heart was beating, it was only slightly ridiculous. The good news is, I did not hit the cat! So, huzzah!
Then when we got home and Stace was awake. Holy buckets, if looks could kill, man, if looks could kill. She was so mad at us.
Anyway, Mitchell went to bed after he ate his fries. Jay and I, however, stayed up to watch a movie. And we watched the stupidest movie from our childhood. So ridiculous. Then, I left Jay, because she was starting to fall asleep.
So I went into my room to watch How I Met Your Mother, and it was glorious.
Anyway, you can sort of tell how great of a time we had. But, you should have seen all the smiles and heard all of the laughter. I have the greatest siblings in the world, and I feel so blessed to have such amazing people in my life. I hope everyone can take the time to think about all of the people they are grateful for that are normally taken for granted.
--S.E.
Sorry (Not Sorry)
I don't know that anyone is actually keeping up with my blog on a daily basis. But I feel the need to apologize for changing my font every single day.
Except that I'm kind of not sorry, because I'm trying to find the font that works best, and it's proving to be a most difficult search. So just deal with it until I find the right font. I'll know it when I see it.
--S.E.
Except that I'm kind of not sorry, because I'm trying to find the font that works best, and it's proving to be a most difficult search. So just deal with it until I find the right font. I'll know it when I see it.
--S.E.
I HATE Packing
Well, hello! As you can clearly tell by my title, the subject of today's post will be about packing and my great hatred of packing. As I have mentioned before, I'm going to college in oh, about 8 days now. I'll be living in an apartment style dorm, so I have to have kitchen needs, clothes, shoes, bathroom needs, cleaning supplies, yada yada yada. Whatever.
The point that I'm trying to make is that packing freaking sucks. I do not like it at all. I hate packing when it's for a trip. But this packing is COMPLETELY different. I have to pack everything. Oh, and get this, once I leave, my little sister is taking over my room, so everything in my room needs to be packed up. Because I'll no longer have a room. So, it's not just packing the stuff I need. It's packing everything.
And it is Miserable. Ah, kill me. Lucky for me though, I have the GREATEST sister in the ENTIRE world. I pretty much unloaded my closet, took my clothes to her and she packed them up for me. She is the BEST! Honestly, I don't think I could have gotten so much done in one day if it weren't for her.
Well, it's getting late. And I'm tired. And I have to pack more up tomorrow. Fo real though, kill me? (Juuust kidding, I'm not being serious when I say that!) (:
So. Have a good night, and I'll try to post again tomorrow. Keep it real.
--S.E.
The point that I'm trying to make is that packing freaking sucks. I do not like it at all. I hate packing when it's for a trip. But this packing is COMPLETELY different. I have to pack everything. Oh, and get this, once I leave, my little sister is taking over my room, so everything in my room needs to be packed up. Because I'll no longer have a room. So, it's not just packing the stuff I need. It's packing everything.
And it is Miserable. Ah, kill me. Lucky for me though, I have the GREATEST sister in the ENTIRE world. I pretty much unloaded my closet, took my clothes to her and she packed them up for me. She is the BEST! Honestly, I don't think I could have gotten so much done in one day if it weren't for her.
Well, it's getting late. And I'm tired. And I have to pack more up tomorrow. Fo real though, kill me? (Juuust kidding, I'm not being serious when I say that!) (:
So. Have a good night, and I'll try to post again tomorrow. Keep it real.
--S.E.
Monday, August 12, 2013
Honey?! I'm HOME!
Well, everyone. I am back from my vacation! My vacation was MOST glorious! I had a very wonderful timed and thoroughly enjoyed being unplugged!
We went to HAWAI'I! I love it there! I had such an amazing time. I freaking LOVE the ocean.
Unfortunately, I'm not going to go into any details on my vacation tonight. Reason being: I am EXHAUSTED. Vacation is so dang tiring. And then I realized that I only had 10...then 9....and now 8 days left before I have to leave home and go to college and had some panic attacks so I couldn't sleep. But more on that later.
I hope everyone had/is having a lovely day. I'll post again, mmm, tomorrow?
--S.E.
We went to HAWAI'I! I love it there! I had such an amazing time. I freaking LOVE the ocean.
Unfortunately, I'm not going to go into any details on my vacation tonight. Reason being: I am EXHAUSTED. Vacation is so dang tiring. And then I realized that I only had 10...then 9....and now 8 days left before I have to leave home and go to college and had some panic attacks so I couldn't sleep. But more on that later.
I hope everyone had/is having a lovely day. I'll post again, mmm, tomorrow?
--S.E.
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Unplugging!
Well, hello! I just thought that I would inform you that I am unplugging for a week. I'm going on vacation with my dad/family and we all would much rather enjoy where we are and who we're with and what we're doing. So, no electronics will be with me on the trip: Not even my cell phone! And my iPod is allowed only on the plane.
So, basically, I'm trying to tell you that I'll be back to blogging sometime around the 11th of August. No guarantees that it will be that exact day. So, just hang tight. I will be back soon enough. But for now, I'm going to board a plane and take off to a super awesome location. Tell you ALL about it when I get back. ;)
--S.E.
So, basically, I'm trying to tell you that I'll be back to blogging sometime around the 11th of August. No guarantees that it will be that exact day. So, just hang tight. I will be back soon enough. But for now, I'm going to board a plane and take off to a super awesome location. Tell you ALL about it when I get back. ;)
--S.E.
Mi Padre (or) Faji-O (or) Daddy (or) Pop-sicle! (:
Well, my lovelies, today I will tell you about my father! Or, as I like to call him, Daddy! (Or any of the other variations listed in the title. He's a man of many names: deal with it!)
My daddy's name is David, and he is the greatest man in the whole dang world! The thing you have to understand about my relationship with my dad is that, for most of my life, I wasn't living with him. My parents divorced when I was 6. So, from birth until 6 years of age, my dad was a constant in my life. And then he was suddenly torn away from me and I got to spend about 4 days a month with him until I was 17. I decided that I would move in with him about a month before school started my senior year.
However little time my dad and I had spent together in those 11 years, we were very, very close. I've always considered my dad a confidant, a therapist, an advice giver, a hero, and a friend. How many girls can say that their dad is their friend? Hmmm...? I can! My dad knows me better than just about anyone in the whole world (Jay might have him beat, but only by just a bit!)
I think that my dad has learned a lot about life throughout his time on Earth, and he is always willing/insisting on sharing his vast knowledge with me.
Even though he doesn't go to Church anymore, he still encourages and supports my desire to continue going to Church and learning all I can about the Gospel. He even gives me reading assignments! And, when I have the opportunity to speak in Sacrament or at Seminary Graduation or wherever, he makes sure he is there to support me. Something I will always remember and appreciate.
He can always tell when something is wrong with me; but he respects that sometimes when I'm upset I need to be alone for a bit before I'm willing to talk about it! And I know that when I am ready to talk about it, he will drop whatever it is that he's doing to sit down and talk with me and help me sort out my problems.
While my dad wants a lot of things for me, my happiness is the most important thing to him. My whole junior year, and about 25% of my senior year, my plan was to go to a college in the town where my dad lives and spend the next couple years of my life with him, going to school and having my laundry done for me and having meals provided for me. Then, after that first quarter of my senior year, my plans changed drastically. I no longer wanted to be an engineer, I'm not sure that I really ever wanted to be an engineer. I wanted to be a photographer, or a singer, or just do SOMETHING that I love. We can all understand that, right? And I felt like I needed to go to Brigham Young University. So I applied and was accepted and I knew that I had to go there, 7 hours away from my dad. I needed to learn how to be an independent adult and have the full college experience. Anyway, I was really nervous and scared to tell my dad that I no longer wanted to go to the school we had been planning on. I thought that he was going to be really upset with me. But he eventually weaseled it out of me; I think he really knew all along that my plans had changed. And he told me that he wasn't upset, all he really wants is for me to be happy; and if BYU is what's going to make me happy, then I should definitely go there.
My dad honestly knows almost everything about me. How many girls are fortunate enough to say that? When I get asked on a date (because I haven't been on one yet!), I want my dad to be the first person that I tell about that. When I have a boyfriend, my dad will know about it!
My dad is a very important part of my life and I feel SO blessed to have such an amazing dad. I will forever be his little girl!
"Someday I may find my Prince Charming, but my daddy will always be my king."
--S.E.
My daddy's name is David, and he is the greatest man in the whole dang world! The thing you have to understand about my relationship with my dad is that, for most of my life, I wasn't living with him. My parents divorced when I was 6. So, from birth until 6 years of age, my dad was a constant in my life. And then he was suddenly torn away from me and I got to spend about 4 days a month with him until I was 17. I decided that I would move in with him about a month before school started my senior year.
However little time my dad and I had spent together in those 11 years, we were very, very close. I've always considered my dad a confidant, a therapist, an advice giver, a hero, and a friend. How many girls can say that their dad is their friend? Hmmm...? I can! My dad knows me better than just about anyone in the whole world (Jay might have him beat, but only by just a bit!)
I think that my dad has learned a lot about life throughout his time on Earth, and he is always willing/insisting on sharing his vast knowledge with me.
Even though he doesn't go to Church anymore, he still encourages and supports my desire to continue going to Church and learning all I can about the Gospel. He even gives me reading assignments! And, when I have the opportunity to speak in Sacrament or at Seminary Graduation or wherever, he makes sure he is there to support me. Something I will always remember and appreciate.
He can always tell when something is wrong with me; but he respects that sometimes when I'm upset I need to be alone for a bit before I'm willing to talk about it! And I know that when I am ready to talk about it, he will drop whatever it is that he's doing to sit down and talk with me and help me sort out my problems.
While my dad wants a lot of things for me, my happiness is the most important thing to him. My whole junior year, and about 25% of my senior year, my plan was to go to a college in the town where my dad lives and spend the next couple years of my life with him, going to school and having my laundry done for me and having meals provided for me. Then, after that first quarter of my senior year, my plans changed drastically. I no longer wanted to be an engineer, I'm not sure that I really ever wanted to be an engineer. I wanted to be a photographer, or a singer, or just do SOMETHING that I love. We can all understand that, right? And I felt like I needed to go to Brigham Young University. So I applied and was accepted and I knew that I had to go there, 7 hours away from my dad. I needed to learn how to be an independent adult and have the full college experience. Anyway, I was really nervous and scared to tell my dad that I no longer wanted to go to the school we had been planning on. I thought that he was going to be really upset with me. But he eventually weaseled it out of me; I think he really knew all along that my plans had changed. And he told me that he wasn't upset, all he really wants is for me to be happy; and if BYU is what's going to make me happy, then I should definitely go there.
My dad honestly knows almost everything about me. How many girls are fortunate enough to say that? When I get asked on a date (because I haven't been on one yet!), I want my dad to be the first person that I tell about that. When I have a boyfriend, my dad will know about it!
My dad is a very important part of my life and I feel SO blessed to have such an amazing dad. I will forever be his little girl!
"Someday I may find my Prince Charming, but my daddy will always be my king."
--S.E.
Friday, August 2, 2013
Jay !
Okay, okay. First I need to apologize for not having written for a long time! But the good news is that I am ALIVE! Huzzah!! I was on vacation with my mother, and who the heck takes their computer on vacation? (Honestly, I used to.. But I SO don't do that anymore. Because it is RUDE! Also, because I really don't want to break my computer, because I kiind of need it for college. But that's an entirely different story.)
So, now we get back to the family dynamics! I thought I'd just go through and tell you my relationship with my family members. Because they are the best! So, we'll start of with Jay!
My sister Jay: I love her to DEATH! She's only 14 months older than me (we were SO CLOSE to being Irish Twins.) She's a bit shorter than me, has blue eyes and short hair that she likes to dye blonde. In a lot of ways, Jay and I are polar opposites. But in some ways, it's like we're the same person.
Jay has been there for me more times than I can count. We are the very best of friends, but when we fight it gets really bad. But the really great thing about my sister is that we CANNOT stay mad at each other for more than a couple hours.
Jay is a lot of things I'm not. Here's a list that does even cover everything:
So, now we get back to the family dynamics! I thought I'd just go through and tell you my relationship with my family members. Because they are the best! So, we'll start of with Jay!
My sister Jay: I love her to DEATH! She's only 14 months older than me (we were SO CLOSE to being Irish Twins.) She's a bit shorter than me, has blue eyes and short hair that she likes to dye blonde. In a lot of ways, Jay and I are polar opposites. But in some ways, it's like we're the same person.
Jay has been there for me more times than I can count. We are the very best of friends, but when we fight it gets really bad. But the really great thing about my sister is that we CANNOT stay mad at each other for more than a couple hours.
Jay is a lot of things I'm not. Here's a list that does even cover everything:
- She is ALWAYS nice to EVERYONE
- She embraces the young child within her every single day
- She would rather watch Disney movies, or "movies from when we were little!" than anything else. Ever.
- She is a ninja.
- She tries, on occasion, to be the most obnoxious person in the world.
- She is constantly talking in a baby voice, especially to animals.
- She isn't afraid to show her emotions. If she wants to cry, she is going to cry dang it! Even if she doesn't know why she's crying.
- She is a constant. If you need her, she will be there for you.
- She is the greatest crying shoulder I have ever had
- She truly understands what it means to be a great sister and a great friend.
My sister is my best friend in the entire world. She let me sleep in her room when I was scared or sad. She watches movies with me and quotes them with me. She lets me rant and rave and yell and cry and laugh and be completely myself around her. She is exactly who and what I want to be when I grow up. She is a rock and she is a beautiful and immensely talented young woman who is going to go so far in life.
So that's my sister and I. Best friends and mortal enemies. But mostly best friends. I love that girl more than she will ever know. <3
--S.E.
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Family: Part One
So, I thought today we could do a little family background! Because, I dunno, maybe it'll help you understand why I am the way that I am. Who knows.
Once upon a time, whilst in college, my parents fell in love and decided to get married. First, they had my amazing sister Jay. A mere 14 months later, they had me, the greatest gift of all. And 2 years later, they had my little brother Mitch. We were one average, seemingly happy family. Only, we really weren't.
When I was 6, my parents got divorced. While all of the children were affected, I think I was the most; I was the only child to cry that day. And thus my world crumbled around me, and I was forced to deal with tons more than any 6 year old girl should have to deal with.
When I was 7, my mom remarried and my family relocated. She married a man who had previously been divorced twice and had 3 kids from those failed marriages. So, my mom married this guy, and I had 3 new siblings forced upon me. And sometimes this was great, and others it really freaking sucked. But now, I had two older sisters and another younger brother. Linda, Sarah, and Jared.
A few years later, my dad remarried Stacey; a lovely lady who had no kids, had two cats, and had nothing but respect for the three children she had now inherited. She really is lovely, she loves me and my two real siblings like we're her own kids; sometimes my dad even jokes that she loves us more than he does sometimes, which I think could potentially be true on occasion. After a little while, my dad and momma had a little girl, Emma. Aaaand two years later, they had a little boy Chaz.
Sometime after that, Sarah and Jared moved to Texas and pretty much became....disowned by my mom, Jay, Mitch, and myself. The way they, along with their mother, had gone about dealing with all of their problems was completely the wrong way. It put my family through a lot of hard stuff. But we dealt with it. They're not a part of my life anymore, and I'm doubting that they'll ever be a part of my life again. But you know, I'm just letting the pieces fall where they may. Because I'm not holding any grudges against them, we had some really fun times together when we were kids.
So, there's the gist of my family background. Eventually, I'll go in and tell you my relationship with each member of my family... Okay, maybe not EVERY member of my family... I guess you'll just have to wait and see.
Oh, and because this started out with once upon a time, you should know that I'm still just waiting for my happily ever after.
--S.E.
Once upon a time, whilst in college, my parents fell in love and decided to get married. First, they had my amazing sister Jay. A mere 14 months later, they had me, the greatest gift of all. And 2 years later, they had my little brother Mitch. We were one average, seemingly happy family. Only, we really weren't.
When I was 6, my parents got divorced. While all of the children were affected, I think I was the most; I was the only child to cry that day. And thus my world crumbled around me, and I was forced to deal with tons more than any 6 year old girl should have to deal with.
When I was 7, my mom remarried and my family relocated. She married a man who had previously been divorced twice and had 3 kids from those failed marriages. So, my mom married this guy, and I had 3 new siblings forced upon me. And sometimes this was great, and others it really freaking sucked. But now, I had two older sisters and another younger brother. Linda, Sarah, and Jared.
A few years later, my dad remarried Stacey; a lovely lady who had no kids, had two cats, and had nothing but respect for the three children she had now inherited. She really is lovely, she loves me and my two real siblings like we're her own kids; sometimes my dad even jokes that she loves us more than he does sometimes, which I think could potentially be true on occasion. After a little while, my dad and momma had a little girl, Emma. Aaaand two years later, they had a little boy Chaz.
Sometime after that, Sarah and Jared moved to Texas and pretty much became....disowned by my mom, Jay, Mitch, and myself. The way they, along with their mother, had gone about dealing with all of their problems was completely the wrong way. It put my family through a lot of hard stuff. But we dealt with it. They're not a part of my life anymore, and I'm doubting that they'll ever be a part of my life again. But you know, I'm just letting the pieces fall where they may. Because I'm not holding any grudges against them, we had some really fun times together when we were kids.
So, there's the gist of my family background. Eventually, I'll go in and tell you my relationship with each member of my family... Okay, maybe not EVERY member of my family... I guess you'll just have to wait and see.
Oh, and because this started out with once upon a time, you should know that I'm still just waiting for my happily ever after.
--S.E.
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Why I've Decided to Start a Blog
Well, I've been thinking of starting a blog...like forever! Because, I dunno, blogging is kind of awesome. My family used to have a family blog, and that kind of just stopped at some point. Of course, when we had the family blog I loathed blogging, because ya know, I was forced to blog. {If you want me to like something, do not force me to do it; I am one of the most stubborn girls you will ever have the pleasure of knowing. I do not like being forced to do things. Ever.}
Anyway, after a couple years I suppose, I really realized how much I didn't appreciate having a blog before. There's something kind of calming about blogging; almost like journaling, but not so private. Makes sense right?
So, to get to the point of this post {finally}, one Sunday I was thinking, "Sherilyn, you really need to start a blog." I wasn't entirely sure why I thought that, truth be told I'm still not entirely sure why I thought that. I wasn't even going to act on that thought...until a few days later when my sister Jay called me and told me that she was starting a blog. At some point, I promise I will explain the relationship I have with my sister, but for now, please just accept the fact that she was the second prompting for me to start a blog.
And now you have the reasons why I've decided to start a blog...or really the reasoning behind it. I know it's not much to go on, but it's a start. Also, I'm exhausted and not feeling very well. But it's kind of a special deal, really. Here's to the first of {hopefully} many blog posts!
--S.E.
Anyway, after a couple years I suppose, I really realized how much I didn't appreciate having a blog before. There's something kind of calming about blogging; almost like journaling, but not so private. Makes sense right?
So, to get to the point of this post {finally}, one Sunday I was thinking, "Sherilyn, you really need to start a blog." I wasn't entirely sure why I thought that, truth be told I'm still not entirely sure why I thought that. I wasn't even going to act on that thought...until a few days later when my sister Jay called me and told me that she was starting a blog. At some point, I promise I will explain the relationship I have with my sister, but for now, please just accept the fact that she was the second prompting for me to start a blog.
And now you have the reasons why I've decided to start a blog...or really the reasoning behind it. I know it's not much to go on, but it's a start. Also, I'm exhausted and not feeling very well. But it's kind of a special deal, really. Here's to the first of {hopefully} many blog posts!
--S.E.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)