A few thoughts due to bordem in stats.

Last day of class.

I like when the semester is over.

Stacie is going to Dixie. I'm going to disown her. Why? Because, it's worse than UVU!!!!!! UVU is bad, why? Because. It's easier than HIGH SCHOOL. Pathetic.


I got a popcorn maker. And a hot chocolate machine. My life is complete.


Stacie decorated the apartment for my birthday. I had to wear a crown and necklaces all day. My New Testament teacher made me wear them all through class. Then I got picked on.

Next semester I plan to break at least 5 guys hearts. Why not add to the list?


There is a kid in my stats class, he looks like a guy off dumb and dumber. Bowl cut. He is really annoying. Sometimes, I want to throw stuff at him real bad.

I have an 8-12 page paper due tomorrow. I probably should do that...

When I get a new roommate one day, I'm going to convince her that Stacie is practically the devil. Stacie is going to try to convince her that she's had a baby, and it has been extremely difficult to cope with the lack of child support. So now, the baby is in foster care. And Stacie is a liar face.

We taped our sink up. So that roommates won't put dishes in it.

Our Christmas decorations are beautiful. I personally enjoy the pictures that fall off the walls and onto my head on a regular basis. My snowflakes are ugly. I can't make good snowflakes. Except I did once. But now, it's hanging at Stacie's sisters apartment, so I can't even look at it.

I have ugs. They are ugly. But they are comfy. And warm. One day, I am going to tuck them into my jeans so that I can bug all the guys at BYU. Because that's what I do.

I love sugar plums. They are my favorite candy at Christmas time. Stacie doesn't like them. She's weird.

I <3 Halloween. A lot.

First things first. Halloween should be more than once a year. Dressing up is just plain fun. Last night me and my 2 friends, Stacie and Bre, went party hopping. Dressing up + 4 parties in one night = perfection :)

Bre (Diva girly), me (80's zebra... or something..), & Stacie (creepy dead woman).

Bre, Stacie, & me--Close up of the wonderful makeup.

Back of my hair. It was CRAZY! And yes, pieces ARE crimped. hahaha

Side view of my hair... with the wonderful pink streaks throughout. (Don't tell my hair stylist that I used spray color in my hair--she'd kill me!!)

@ Party #3... Me, James, & Bre

This is Scott. He was Quail Man (from Doug). Um, it just made me laugh. So, I'm posting it. hahahahhahahaha.

Well... I think there should be Halloween 3 times a year. And if not 3 times, at least 2 times. If 2 times doesn't work, I guess I'll have to be content with once a year. But seriously, how awesome would it be to have a Halloween in February?

It's getting too cold too fast.

Well, unfortunately it's that time of year. I'm freezing already. Autumn is here. I know I know, the leaves are all super pretty and such... but honestly, that cold air just does not do it for me. I HATE THE COLD. I'm meant to live in a warm climate where the sun shines all the time.

Rain is nice--every once in awhile. But if you have naturally curly hair you understand my dislike for it.

Snow is pretty--for the first day. But then you slip and break your tailbone and realize that it's not so pretty after all.

However, these seasons are unavoidable here in Utah. Therefore, I must find ways to cope with them. Rain?--Make sure my hair is curly that day. Snow?--Walk very very carefully and look like an idiot, reminding myself to pick up my feet the entire time. Cold?-- Buy a new jacket :)


Seriously now... How CUTE is that? :)

Bleh

School....
It has started.
So much reading.
So much homework.
I hate school.
The end.

The Last One Standing--I Mean, Waiting. Sad.

So... about a month or so ago I went to lunch with one of Colton's best friends girlfriends. It was really fun to talk about our missionary boys and how they are doing. She then told me that of her missionaries 11 or so close friends that left about the same time as Colton and her boy, only me, her, and 1 other girl were still "waiting" (I say that term loosely...) for our boys.



Well, this morning I found out that she, too, just got engaged. WHAT?!?!?!?!?! NO WAY! I'm the last one who hasn't written off my boy! SAD! When she first told me she was engaged, for a short time I lost hope in my ability to wait. I thought for sure that if anyone would wait for their missionary it would be her. I hung out with her and her boy enough to think that they were meant to be! However... I'm so so happy for her and her fiance. She's very excited and is 100% sure it's the right thing to do. So who am I to complain? I just can't believe that I'm the last one waiting!

I have to break the news to Colton--he might take it harder than her actual missionary will! Ok, probably not. But... I am nervous to tell him. He'll be just as shocked as I am, and probably worried about me waiting, too. I'm determined to beat the odds (but that doesn't mean I can't have fun while doing so...). Wish me luck! (Statistics seem to prove I'll need it...)

Photoshootness.

Last night me and Stacie decided to go outside and take pictures for no apparent reason other than we're both extremely strange. Needless to say, it keeps things interesting in the apartment. Random picture taking is our thing, that's for sure. Here are just a few from our crazy night:

Just hanging out.... literally.

We were um... hiding behind the couch? Who knows...

Ok, so I'm not sure how many of you I've told, but Colton made me a pillow before he left on his mission. It's my favorite shirt of his made into a pillow :) I loveeeeeeeee it. So so much. Here's a picture of it :)

This is me and my pillow getting supple on the couch. It's the next best thing to having Colton here, right? He gave me a bottle of his cologne along with the pillow, so it can always smell like him. It's really the most wonderful thing--ever!

NO--I HAVEN'T forgotten my missionary boy :)

(Picture from Coltons first city in Italy. Isn't it amazing? Shooooot I wanna be there!!)

Yes, I know how my posts have made things appear. It seems that I no longer think about, care for, write, nor miss my missionary. Whatever. I totally do. All the guys I have been talking about are just fun and games that help me distract my mind. Sooooo. How is Colton doing? AMAZING! He's been gone for 7 1/2 months! I'm sure it seems like time's flying for everyone, but it's NOT for me. It's been a slow 7 1/2 months. However, slowly but surely it's getting to the one year mark. WAHOO! Right now he's serving in Mestre... which is about a 10 minute or so bus ride to VENICE! I'm pretty much insanely jealous of him. I'd love so much to be in Italy!

(This is by far one of my favorite pictures that he's sent me. What an amazing place to be!!)

Every week I get both an e-mail and a letter from him (he really really REALLY doesn't want me to forget about him... haha). Every e-mail/letter I get I can tell that his testimony is growing by the day. It's amazing. For those of you who knew Colton when we started dating... you know what a big change that is for him. He grew and changed so much in the 1 1/2 years that we dated before he left, and the mission is only helping him out more. It's amazing. Probably the best thing to ever happen to him.

Ok, so Coltons last companion spent a LOT of time on the internet on p-days. Colton would get bored. So, he took a picture that I had sent him (I was kissing Barney in the original...) and put it together with a picture of himself... to sort of make it look like I was going to kiss his cheek. (It's not very good because it was with paint and not photoshop). I think it's hilarious. hahaha


Ok, so as you can all see... I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT COLTON! He's doing amazing and loving every second of his mission. He keeps telling me that time is flying by for him. I love that, because it means that he's focusing and working hard :)