Come to the Fun Park!

I am doing my country dancing performance

tonight at 10:30!

My dance partner is 6'6"

I get to jump on his shoulder.

And at the end....

He will dip me.

And then....

I will dip him!

And PS. Hel--LO?!!! USU vs. BYU in basketball! I canNOT wait to slaughter them. I will be pulling out all the meanness I can muster, which means I will whisper, "You suck!" under my breath. I know. Be afraid, Cougars, be very afraid!

I Can't Believe I...

spaced my meeting for work last night!

Completely forgot to go. Wow. That looks really good on my part. I broke my phone. I didn't have a reminder. I'm fully brain-dead. I'm so stressed out.

I know it's cliche, but I really do think I would forget my head if it weren't attached to my body. But I still doubt the strength of that attachment anyway. Yeah. I think my neck is feeling a little loose at the moment. That's a bad thing, right?

It's been a crazy, awful, stressful, good, fun, terrible emotional rollercoaster. If I were somebody (like a professor) listening to all my troubles and heartaches, I would definitely forgive me of any goofs, and then I would say something like, "Oh Chess, don't worry about that last paper. It won't affect your grade. You've had so much to deal with!"

Or maybe, "Oh Chess, forget about the rest of your reading and homework, I know you've tried so hard, and it's your effort that really counts!" (HAH!)

Or even, "Oh Chess, don't worry about that meeting. You didn't miss much." (That last part I know for sure.)

But that's just wishful thinking.

Oh my goodness. I'm so tired. My body's tired, my brain's exhausted, and my little heart may just give out one of these days.

I need a break.

Dear Boy,

You were my wish come true on 11:11.

I'm just sad I wasn't yours.

You Know You're Best Friends With Someone...

when you get through a crisis that would

DESTROY

a friendship on TV or in a movie.

It's hard because the crisis isn't gone

or it isn't finished

because it's still there

But you manage to look past it,

to laugh about it,

to forgive and to comfort,

And you still LOVE each other!

I Love Lists...

I really do.

There's just something amazing about having a column of things to do and then crossing each item off one by one. (I like to add things to my list that I've already done, just so I can cross them off.) December is a favorite month for me, because I get to write lots of lists, and they're usually fun ones, instead of depressing ones that only list all the different homework assignments I have.

So here is a list of all the lists I will make next month:

• Things to Do Over Christmas Break
• Books to Read Over Christmas Break
• Movies to Watch Over Christmas Break
• Things I Accomplished in 2009 That I Didn't Even Know I Was Capable of Doing
• Things I've Learned in 2009
• New Year's Resolutions for 2010

(Eventually, as each list becomes a reality, there'll be a link to it on this post.)

What's on your list today?

Thankful For...

• The Old Man Upstairs. He really, really cares about me. I like his Church a lot too! I believe it's true, because I'm a better person because of it. :)
• My fam. They care too. All the meals at A&W testify that it is true. Because R-O-O-T-B-E-E-R-F-L-O-A-T spells LOVE better than any other way I know.
• My five (we'll say seven) roommates. Oh, my roommates! They are my best friends and my sisters. Four of us have been through the best and worst times of our lives together--for almost FOUR YEARS. One is married and one is on a mission. Our two newer roommates are more than we could've hoped for. All seven of these ladies are strong, beautiful women, and they've helped me become who I am today (which is sooooo much better than four years ago). I love you Traci, Ashlie, Cortnie, Megan, Erica, Abbie, and Allie!!!
• For my friends. I could try to name them all, but I'm just so popular that it would be impossible. HAHA. No, I'm kidding. It's just, when I name my friends, I want to name all the wonderful things they've done for me, and that's what is impossible to do. But to Kelli, Mike, Joe, Katy, Jessika, and the goofballs back in Orem. To Garett, my new best friend. To my Mentoring posse (Kelsie, Lauren, Dan, Ted, and Tyler). I love ya! I really do.
• School. I am grateful for that too. Especially basketball games. I have a testimony of the Aggie basketball team. As I've sung the fight song and the Scotsman, I've felt the Spectrum Spirit testifying to me they are true. I'm grateful for stupid English inside jokes, for all my English major friends (Kayce, Rachel, Bonnie, Lindsie, Amy, Bobbijo), for the smell of fresh paper, the feel of new notebooks, and the crispness of words traced with a beautiful new pen. Despite the crappy, drafty, box-elder bug infested building, rickety desks, dirty carpets, smelly bathrooms, the nearly boy-less English program, a stack of books higher than my knee (see below),

(Seriously? How is that fair?)

I have learned a lot. Though, now that I think about it, what I learned did not occur in the classroom, which leads me to say that I'm thankful for

• Life. You are a bummer sometimes, giving me so much homework that sleep is just a mere memory, resulting in me getting really sick, and throwing things (people) at me that make me act like an awkward person, (and don't even get me started on the snow!!)... But, Life, you've opened my eyes, and you've opened my heart, and my mouth, and my hands, and my arms. So, even though I have no idea what I want to do with you, I'm a better, fuller, friendlier, more open and open-minded, more loving, more trusting, kinder, and happier person because of you.
• You. I may not know you, but you matter. You matter to our Heavenly Father and you matter to me. You make a difference in this world, for better or for worse. Hopefully for the better! And if not, you can always change. Choose a smile over a frown, a hug over a punch, and service over apathy. Why? Because a smile has more healing power than you can ever know. Because a hug can change people's hearts. Because an act of service can save a life.

I know,

because smiles, hugs, and service have saved mine.

And I'm thankful for that!

Happy Thanksgiving!

R.I.P.

Remember my phone? Indestructible Clark?

Well, that little situation of him falling out of my pocket while I was on the balcony repeated itself today, but Little Clark gave up the ghost on the icy asphalt below. Poor little guy!

Serves me right for being late to FHE.

I Think My Destiny Is...

To be awkward.

To think about awkward things.

To be plagued with awkward things.

To say awkward things.

To feel awkward.

To look awkward.

To laugh awkwardly.

To smile awkwardly.

Not to mention all the agonizing I will do later

because of all my awkwardness.

And yet.... because I know

I will just consistently be awkward,

my awkwardness will cease to have meaning.

Kind of like the word awkward has ceased to have meaning,

because I have said it so many times.

(I even think "awkward" has an awkward spelling.

I mean, really?

Two W's and a K?

It just looks funny!)

There's no particular reason for this post.

I'm not hiding anything. It's just one of those things

you think about, and you say,

"Yeah, that's me. Not much I can do about that."

Yet, In Retrospect...

It wasn't that fun at all.

Monday night's fun was more in the

unexpectedness,

But after last night (Tuesday)...

No more.

Nope.

Not gonna happen.

Because tonight's goodbye told me

I can't handle it right now.

I hate goodbyes.

Oh Boy...

HAHAHAHA!!!

Wow.

I just don't know what to think sometimes....

But,

I would say last night was fun.

Yep.

:)

(I think Cody would classify this as vague. He would be right.)