The one where it's a miracle!

Anyone that knows me, I mean really knows me, knows that I am a picky eater! Usually I use the "oh, I'm not hungry" excuse if I don't like the food, even when I am starving. I was at the Hanna's yesterday for my mom's book club and I was really hungry and then she brought out these sandwiches which just from what I could see I knew I wasn't gonna like it. So I gave the "oh, I'm not hungry" excuse. After everyone left she reminded my mom of dinner tonight and she ask if Venezuelan food would be okay. My mom was all like sure, while me in my my head was like oh, great I'm going to have eat before I come. When we go there everything smelt great so I was all like this might actually be good. When we sat down I decided I would try at least a little bit of everything. And OMGosh! It was amazing, there was only one thing I didn't like. I loved it, I could have eaten everything there all by myself! I want my mom to get the recipes so bad. Seriously for me to like almost an entire meal I had never had before is a miracle!

The one where I am thinking that I have a lot of things to pack

So I am almost done with my AE and so I am really starting to pack (I'm shooting for leaving on the fifteenth, oh well American Idol Live tour). I have 65 days left at home, how did this happen how did I go from a cute sunbeam that wanted to wear dresses everyday to seminary graduate that loves jeans? How did I go from being dependent on my parents to independent? Sometime last fall, I think it was, my Uncle Mike said wouldn't it be cool to live life backwards? I didn't think so at the time but now I wish I could. I want to go back to when a big grade consisted of drawing a picture, I want to go back to when I would be carried around. Why do we not cherish our youth? Why do we want to grow up so fast? I remember one day I was putting on glitter for make-up and my dad told me to stop and said "you'll grow up fast enough!" Why didn't I listen to him? But seriously I have so much stuff to pack! I don't know how I am going to get it all out there. I'm flying and there is no option of driving. I really don't want to have to send all of my stuff out there cause that would cost a fortune. So I'm thinking, I will be flying home with nothing so that I can take lots of things back to Utah. Well I'm off to pack a box before I go to bed! p.s. sean you should read the comment i wrote you on my last blog

The one where I am thanking Sean

Nobody had commented on "The one where I wonder what has happened to society?" and "The one where miles isn't getting time with me!" so when I posted "The one where..." I didn't expect a comment. But when I signed on after I woke up, checked my blog and saw a comment I wanted to see who loved me. To my surprise a guy who is an admissions counselor at LDSBC, Sean, commented on my blog and gave me some great advice. I tried to write on his blog or at least try to get his e-mail or some way of thanking him but blogger said "profile not available." I want to thank him but there is no way to do it. So I am hoping he happens on my profile again and reads this because I am so grateful for what he said. I hope I can meet him in person when I go out to LDSBC and thank him.

The one where...

I've been looking at my blog for the last twenty minutes...what to write is my question. I just can't figure out a topic, I just don't know. There we go finally I have a topic-I don't know. Life is getting harder as this summer continues. High School is over but college has yet to begin-I'm in between and starting to think of that one song Brittany Spears sang that went something like this: i'm not a girl not yet a woman (please help me, shoot me for even thinking of those lyrics) Where so I stand-I feel out of place in Young Womens and SO out of place in Young Single Adults, although I did meet a really nice guy though but that's besides the point(and he's out of my league). Where do I belong? Where should I be, maybe I should just go hang with my mom in primary(there was a primary jamboree, took place in the [flat rock] primary-insideout a capella) I don't know what to do about guys. Awhile ago I had decided and then accepted that God didn't want me to have a boyfriend cause I thought nobody liked me in that way...then Jason and Miles came along. The verdict is still out on Jason's part-I can't ask because I'm afraid he might not feel the same way I do. I know Miles likes me now but he kinda missed the boat-I don't like him the way I used to(i'm over his eyes, i'm over his games-katharine mcphee)...read the below blog. I was at lunch with Kate last week and I was telling her about this(she doesn't like Jason, she thinks he's sketchy but whatev, and so she pretty much roots for anyone that isn't him), I told her about God not wanting me to have a boyfriend and what she said has been making think "Well, now you have to accept that his plan changes" or something similar to that. And anyone who knows me knows that change and I aren't best friends. [I just took my hair out of a ponytail and smelled my hair, let me just say I love herbal essences, now back to what I was talking about] We just don't get along which is why I won't marry someone in the military-I moved around enough as a child. I'm not officially into LDS Business College yet and my family won't stop breathing down my back. How do you write an essay stating why you should get in with out sounding like an arrogant brat? It's not like I'm scared or anything, it's an open admissions college. I tried to write it and sent to my Uncle Markham to edit cause he said he would and he hasn't sent it back yet which is kind of starting to freak me out. I just don't know what I want with college, I want to go to LDSBC but then again I don't. I just don't want this summer to end because if it does than I have to face reality and it's harsh. I don't want to go to college and be all on my own, for years I thought I was ready but now that's it's close I see that I am not. Why did I take for granted all those years as a small child when life was easy and all I did was show up? I realize that this blog is getting long so I will end and although I am so unsure of many things I do know that I love you, and I am so thankful that God has put you in my life(and while I am saying these things For Good-Wicked starts to play in my mind). I hope I can stay in touch with you when I leave for Utah.

The one where Miles isn't getting time with me!

So there is this guy miles and here's the history-met him at the beginning of school, became friends, then sort of liked him, then started liking someone else, second semester we had two classes together and spent 3 and a half hours together everyday(that includes RNN), I helped him in spanish and he flirted with me and I kinda flirted back. Three days after graduation he texts me to tell me he likes me and wants to 'hang out' later that week...so i talk to him and tell him i can't considering that I leave for girls camp the next day. Now that you're caught up...we tried to make plans for this weekend but things didn't work out. We were originally gonna go to a movie-but considering he's not a member i thought that might not be a good idea if I just want to go as friends. So then I suggested going to a local indoor arena football game-he said he didn't know(come on I knew what he meant) so I tried to find someone who would go with us with no avail. So when Sister Evans called on thursday to babysit friday I jumped at the chance, my reasoning-you snooze you lose. Then while I was on my way to ATL Sister Johnson called and left a message, she asked me to babysit this afternoon. So I called her yesterday and said I would love to. So until today, after I started this blog, I hadn't talked to Miles since wednesday. He wants to do something but I'm all booked! Oh well, I don't feel that bad-if he had really wanted to do something he would have acted faster.

The one where I wonder what has happened to society?

How old do I look? Seriously now do I look old enough to have a child? This week while my mom was in Maine I watched Cully Coates and no joke about 25 people came up to me and somehow made a reference that he was my child. Are you kidding me? I'm seventeen , just graduated high school and you think I'm a mom! What happened to our society? Seriously now, come on any teenager is not ready to have a child we all know that. I was talking to my mom and my Aunt Lindsay is only six years older than me, my mom would take her to the store when she was little and everyone would say is this your sister? Why can't people ask me if I'm his big sister? Did the media and the entertainment put these ideas in our head, telling us that it was just a fact of life that teenagers have kids this young and we should just accept it. I for one stand up and say no-teenagers aren't ready for one kid let alone more. I watched Blake and Matt Evans while I had Cully yesterday, let me say that is a very effective form of birth control. I'm not ready to have three boys going in all different directions, doing laundry, feeding them and trying to keep them happy all day everyday. Don't get me wrong, I want kids just not now. I want kids when I'm married to my husband in the temple. I want kids when we'll be prepared, when we both know that it will be tons of work but it will be worth it.

The one where I salute our troops!

Often we hear people not supporting our troops at war, and that makes me mad. They put their lives on hold to serve our country and defend our freedom. When young men, right out of high school, sign up to defend your freedom of speech and you take it and show you have no support for them...that's just not right! My friend Caleb is off to Marine Boot Camp in a couple weeks, my friend Jason is going to ranger school in August and living in a ward that has half of Fort Benning in its boundaries has made me support and respect our military even more. I don't want any of my friends, like Brother Shillig, Mike Arner, Brother Israel, Brother Harper, to get deployed but if that's what happens then I will support them in whatever way they want me to. And to those civilians that think we should pull out now, we're in now and if we pull out that will make them think they have won. We're in and like it or not we have to stay until we get the job done, that's the way its got to be. And the sooner you support out troops the better because they need all the support they can get. Sorry that turned into a rant but it needed to be said. We'll I'm off to camp tomorrow, I'll be back saturday night

The one where I am done!

So last night I had my graduation ceremony! I was in and out in an hour and a half, and there were 249 graduates. I don't really miss it, I'm really glad its all done. I had a BBQ this afternoon, it was really fun. The Johnsons, Evans, Shilligs, Murphys, Pews, Frasers, and the Hannas came. I really love these families, I am really gonna miss them. Well I'm off to write thank you letters!

The one where I keep repeating 9 days...9 days...9 days!

So ummmm... yeah graduation is in nine days and I can't wait. I am so ready to go to college all I need to do is write that admissions essay and get accepted. No big deal, yeah right! The problem is I just don't know what to write about, I have what the title needs to be (What sets you apart from other applicants, based on unique educational or life experiences, personal or family circumstances, obstacles overcome and/or achievements?) but I have no idea where to start. I don't want to sound cockey. Grandma and Grandpa Murphy get here today! I have my last practice today for Powder Puff and then the game is tomorrow. Grandpa is coming a week early so he can see my game. Well gtg, the bell rang for second block so later loves!

The one where I went to the temple and Sister Shillig loved hanging out with me!

Okay so today was my last temple trip as a young woman D:! It was really cool cause with 9 youth we did 471 names! I did 35 baptisms and 6 confirmations. And the guy who confirmed me kept calling me Sister Griffin or Griffith (i can't remember which one) and so after he was done he asked if I was dating anyone with that last name and I said no and then one of the other guys said now you know who to look for. (nuh, nuh, nuh, nuh, nuh, nuh, nuh, nuh!) We went to the bookstore and then ate at none other than the amazingly delicious Chic-fil-a! I rode up with sister shillig, she's the new young women's leader and def one of my top faves! I stayed awake the whole time up there and we talked but I couldn't quite stay awake on the way back and I'm pretty sure I was asleep for most of the ride. I love sister shillig, she kept me laughing with all her stories. When we got back I took the waltons home, went home to straighten my hair and then I went back to the church to go to Nick's baptism and then went across the hall to Camille's reception. So today was pretty busy.