knife = weapon

today....

was quite the day.

so i was offered a job at a kiosk in the mall

through the connections of a wonderful friend.

it's perfect, because the mall is right by my apartment.

but i had to go to ogden today to be trained.

so i woke up early and drove through the canyon in the snow to the ogden mall.

i got there, and about died.

i'm selling full-on hunting gear.

mainly knives.

yes, knives.

i've never been hunting in my life.

my family doesn't hunt.

i don't know anything about knives.

this should be good.

so the girl working at the kiosk informs me that somebody else is going to be training me,

because she had somewhere important to be.

turns out, the next girl didn't show up on time.

so the first girl pretty much says:

well, looks like you'll be working alone. good luck. this is how you ring things up.

(shows me in two seconds).

and leaves.

okay.

i about died.

died.

died.

how was i supposed to do this? i knew nothing.

i felt so helpless.

seriously.

the mall was so busy and people kept stopping by.

i felt horrible, because i normally say hi and talk to people and help them.

not then.

the last thing i wanted to do was have someone buy something.

i didn't know how to complete a transaction.

i didn't want to have to answer questions about knives, either.

not until i knew what i was talking about.

so i sat in the chair and tried to avoid eye contact.

and i also took pictures of the stuff we sell,

while trying to make it look like i was doing inventory, or something.

these are the knives.....

this is the kiosk next to ours.

i sat in my chair and stared at it for a long time.

they sell furry stuffed animal hats, blankets, etc.

and then i look at ours.

knives.

to kill animals.

and skin them.

and hang them on your wall.

somewhat ironic that the two are next to each other.

anyways.

the girl came.

she trained me.

i know now everything there is to know about switch-blades, fixed knives, and pocket clips.

i know how to clean a knife,

and how to run to chick-fil-a

in the food court for napkins after a customer slices their finger on a blade.

and bleeds all over the floor.

this should be a good job for me.

after getting home,

i went to the usu basketball game.

loved it.

went to walmart.

laughed for a solid hour.

i rode crashed around on this ^^^^

and enjoyed myself the whole time.

some people really enjoyed my good fun.

others didn't.

mady and i just went hot tubbing and did our laundry.

i'm so excited to have my blankie clean again.

so excited.

today was wonderful.

xoxo

me no speak espanol

i wish i could tell you that i did well on my test this morning.

i studied all night.

but i just don't think i knew much

because my face was like this while reading the questions



seriously.

i was exhausted and i found out my afternoon class had been cancelled

which was WONDERFUL news!!!!

so i came back to my apartment,

cleaned,

and fell asleep for a while.

mady and i just went to the mall to get my eyebrows threaded.

the lady doing them asked me something that is not uncommon for people to ask me:

"are your parents both caucasian?"

yes.

"oh. where are your grandparents from? you look like you're like half something...

or maybe a quarter something..."

and then they rattle off a few ethnicities:

hispanic. greek. italian.

the woman today thought i was part hispanic.

i don't get what it is that people see in me that isn't FULLY caucasian.

i'm white. my hair is somewhat light.

i guess my skin is pretty olive, and i have olive colored eyes.

my eyebrows are dark and have an arch to them?

i don't know.

but i swear to you i get asked by random people all the time.

it's baffling, really.

so then my friend mady put on Pitbull in the car

and we listened to him speak spanish.

.........my native tongue.

love.

today was grandpa's funeral.

i LOVED hearing so many stories about his great life.

i want to be like him.

i want to marry someone who loves me as much as he loved my grandma.

i want to be a peacemaker like him.

i want to be as spiritual as him.

he is remarkable.

his funeral was beautiful.

because he was in the Navy,

he was honored in a special way at the graveside service.

i loved it,

but i hated the guns.

they were much to loud for my liking,

and i hid behind my sister like a little two year old girl.

isn't my family just the cutest?

i'll answer for you: yes. they are.

after the service,

my sissy and i went to the mall.

i love going to the mall in salt lake, because there isn't good shopping here.

my hunger for makeup was fed

and

THANK GOODNESS.

i enjoyed my ride back to logan.

it was dark and cold,

so it was fun to blast my heat and music.

when i got back,

mady, brynne, callie, and i went and saw

footloose

for one of my classes.

fun assignment, huh?

yeah...until you have to write a paper on a bunch of crap stuff.

the movie was great.

cheesy, but in a likeable way.

the guy was a cutie and julianne hough is stunning.

now i'm pulling an all-nighter to get all my homework done.

wish me luck.



family time.

today i made the drive from logan to salt lake.

by myself.

i bought a bag of beef jerky and turned my music up loud.

it was a good time.

my grandpa just passed away.

he was a truly remarkable man that i admire in so many ways.

i am happy that he gets to be with my grandma again.

tonight was his viewing.

it was nice to see a lot of people that i haven't seen in a while.

it was fun to catch up with my cousin, austin,

who recently returned from a mission in Ghana, Africa.

i forgot how much he makes me laugh.

i want austin to hook me up with one of his friends that i know in logan.

cross your fingers.

look how cute my siblings are.

i can't get over how adorable peter is in those glasses.

he just got them, and i think he's so classy-looking.

i need glasses.

i won't look so classy, but that's why contacts are such a great invention.

tomorrow i will be attending a funeral.

i don't like funerals so much,

but it is a nice reminder on how precious life is.

how wonderful every person truly is..

xoxo



litter.

i am sitting in my bed laughing right now.

i have to document this awkard story.

i'm standing in line at cafe rio

for taco tuesday.

and i'm eating skittles

(from trick-or-treating yesterday).

i accidentally drop one on the floor.

normally, i probably...might have picked it up.

but i just was not in the mood to reach down and get it.

lazy much?

so i just stared at it for probably a good seven seconds.

and then i proceeded to kick it under the counter.

but there was nothing for it to go under.

it bounced right back to me.

then i hear this guy say from behind me:

"you dropped your skittle.

and then you tried to hide it under the counter."

yupppppp.

i know, thank you.

i need to be better about things like:

the environment and

putting myself in awkward situations.

i promise i recycle and care about the earth.

sometimes i'm just lazy, okay?

it's a wonderful life.

sometimes,

things don't go as planned.

but i've realized that my "plan" isn't

THE

plan.

sometimes the things i don't plan on happening

are the greatest blessings in disguise.

when i moved up to logan,

i thought i had everything planned out the way it was going to go.

i never thought my mom would get cancer.

that was never a part of
the
my
 plans.

but you know what,

i think there's a very important reason she has it.

i don't necessarily know exactly

why

..right now.

and i may not know what that reason is for a long time.

but i'm confident that there
 IS
 a very important reason.

what i do know

is that my family is the greatest blessing in my entire life.

i know that i am so fortunate to have such a close relationship with all my siblings

and my parents.

i do know that i think there's a reason why i'm here at utah state while this is happening.

i'm grateful to have so many friends.

i know that there are hard things that happen in life,

but that doesn't make life
ITSELF
hard.

i think life is the greatest blessing and journey.

life is wonderful.

sometimes people expect me to be sad

because apparantely my life isn't "ideal"

right now.

it makes me frustrated that
some people
think it's necessary to be living a more sad version of my normal, happy life
because of certain circumstances.

because you know what,

life is incredibly wonderful to me.

i love every single day i have.

and that's no facade.

yeah, there are difficult things.
everyone has them.
EVERYONE.

but i think the key to happiness is recognizing all the wonderful things in life.

i don't have time to be sad.

i don't have time to think "wo is me."

nor do i want to.

why would i waste time doing that?

i am so lucky.

i am so blessed.

i have the most wonderful people in my life.

seriously.

and i think my life is one of the best.

and i'd argue anyone that wants to tell me otherwise :)

think of all the things that make you happy.

xoxo

it's raining right now.

i thought i learned some valuable lessons on time management

while i was without my laptop.

but here it is,

2:21 am

and i'm wasting time on the internet.

doing pointless crap, really.


and taking pictures just because i can.

these are mainly to remind me that i never want to do this again.

i don't want to stay up doing things i don't need to be doing.

and look like this ^^^^^^


oh.
i just remembered a really embarrassing story
of something that happened tonight.
christina and i were sitting in the hot tub.
a few guys came in.
one of them was wearing sunglasses.
it was like ten p.m.
pitch black.
and so i'm thinking "seriously, take off those dumb glasses. it's not funny."
so i just look at him and say, "nice sunglasses?"
and he just says "thanks."
his friends goes, "he's actually blind."

if that doesn't make you feel so bad, i don't know what does.
i wanted to sink under the water and hide there for a while.
it's like a 1 out of 358325 chance that he was blind,
but HE WAS!

now i'm going to keep my sarcastic comments to myself.

peace. out.