Thursday, August 30, 2012

Why Watching Dance Moms Doesn't Actually Make You a Good Dancer

So, this morning I woke up, put on my snazzy athletic shorts and bright pink stretchy jacket. I pulled my hair into a tight ponytail and then braided it. I was really going for it, the total Jazz Dance Package. i confidently walked to my dance class and stood amongst the other girls (and two lone boys, ouch). You know, I really figured that after watching the girls on Dance Moms leap, turn and kick for nearly a year now I would surely have picked up on it myself. Wrong!

First we started with stretches. It may have been possible that I was the least flexible person in the entire class. And that's including a rather large girl (no offense to her, but it's true) and those robust boys. I consoled myself with the fact that I had surgery and all but that was you know. like six years ago and really only accounts for the limited flexibility in my back, not my legs. I felt like that woman who blames her weight gain on the baby she had years ago. 

I think I can safely say that I was about one crunch away from fainting and one push up away from death. After that torture, or I mean, stretching, we were going to learn some simple steps and do them in partners across the floor. I partnered with this other short girl and I'm sure we looked like The Little Couple together, but who really cared. First we had to do this toe point thing, which was alright I guess. Things got rough when we had to start kicking our legs. I think I was the only one the teacher singled out to help. First I wasn't kicking right, then there was just too much darn tension in my shoulders. Yes, I am tense because everyone is watching and probably judging me. I mean I may have let it slip that I used to figure skate, trying to sound all cool and such. I of course did not mention that although I did figure skate, that was like five years ago. Well, if they were expecting Sasha Cohen or Michelle Kwan or whoever, the did not get it. My feet kept slipping and I felt like I was going to fall on my rear. I'm getting my jazz shoes this weekend so I was dancing in just socks. I won't mention the fact that a lot of other girls were too...

Furthermore I'm going to stick with my jazz class, even if I never achieve those perfect turns, kicks and leaps as demonstrated by the 10 year olds from Dance Moms. I mean it's not my fault, I have rods in my back, I was wearing socks and I haven't figure skated in five years!


Wednesday, August 29, 2012

This, That and the Other

Things are going ok, I have good days and bad. I mean I've only been here for 5 days so I pretty much categorize them that way. My classes are good, I've been keeping up with homework and stuff. Still no new friends although my RA is really nice so she may be a prospect. I met up with a girl from high school and her roommate, who by the way is practically a guy. Seriously. Here is the scenario:

Me: So when is J's roommate going to get here?
Different friends roommate: Oh, there she is!
Me: (looks over shoulder and sees only a seemingly large male): Wait, where?"
DFR: Right there
Me: (assuming I just don't see): Uh huh
Seemingly large male comes and sits down and says in a girls voice: Hey guys!

Funny stuff. Anyway....I'm entertaining myself with schoolwork and Parenthood and my daily Otis Spunkmeyer muffin. Looking forward to going home this weekend and seeing my family. Oh! My Jazz dance class is going to be AWESOME. I'm so excited, I've always wanted to dance.

Hopefully I'll have a new friend to report about next time I write on here. I don't know why people aren't attracted to me like flies to honey. I mean I may be a foot shorter than most and my laugh sounds like whooping cough but I'm very likable. Really I swear I am.

I'm off to buy some more books with my very own debit card. I'm a grown up, duh.


Monday, August 27, 2012


I've been experiencing lots of it. Lots.

Yesterday my mom and sisters came down for a family picnic. It was fun but the whole time I was just dreading them leaving. And then I cried when they did of course. The silver lining? I've decided to come home this weekend after all because it's Labor day and no one is going to be around. So I am looking forward to Friday more than I look forward to watching Dance Moms tomorrow night, which you know, is saying a lot.

I still haven't met any new friends. However, my old friend K from high school is my saving grace. I've had movie night at her dorm and we've walked around together, eaten together and so on. If she wasn't here I'd probably have drowned in my own tears. It's so odd to live here on my own, with literally nothing to do. Today I started classes, which takes up a bit of space. I liked my English class a lot but I'm not looking forward to my Anatomy class or my 6:40 am. lab AT ALL. Oh. 6:40 am.

Furthermore, I've tried really hard to lean on God during this hard time. For some reason I feel oddly distant from Him, like His presence is at home but not here in at college, which is so not true at all. God is always with me, always. And I can't forget that. Gahh, I just feel like I'll never make friends! I don't really even know how. I've went to the same school district my whole life. I never really was the new kid or had an opportunity to make new friends. I talked to C last night and it felt so good to hear her voice. She said that I was going to meet all my friends today in my classes but my English class was all guys, so no luck there.

Here's to hoping that A & P and Stats hold better luck.


Saturday, August 25, 2012

"Get Involved"

Well I'm here. In my dorm. Alone

Yesterday morning I woke up at 5:30 to load all of my stuff into the car. When I reached my dorm room, only my name was on the door. Hmmmm, where could my lovely roommate who never messaged me back be?? Oh, wait! She's not coming! They might assign me another roommate, who knows.

Unpacking here was so stressful because my whole family decided to come and there were just too many cooks in my kitchen if you know what i mean. Anyway, I unpacked for hours and finally when I was through my mom and sisters had to leave (my dad left earlier for work). I cried a little before they left and I cried a lot after. Probably on and off tears for a good few hours. I drowned my sorrows in current favorite show Parenthood. Watching the Braverman family struggle somehow made me feel better. Oh, I also watched Teen Mom, and if that doesn't make you feel good about yourself then I don't know what will.

The main thing that EVERYONE has been telling me about college is, "Get involved" blah blah blah. Look, I'd love to get involved. But how??? I went to a show here last night with a friend from high school, that was nice, got my mind of my troubles. But when she asked me if I wanted to go to a party afterwords, I politely declined. Somehow I think that that's not the type of "involved" that everyone speaks of.

So today, I officially have nothing to do. Nothing. I'll probably watch Parenthood for two hours again. Maybe then I'll eat cereal. If I'm really lucky I'll head down to the dining hall and get some real food. And folks, if I decide to be ambitious I will...take a walk! Oh I joke, I do.

So basically feeling really lonely and kind of sad. I don't know how to make friends I guess. I mean I know I shouldn't have like a million besties at this point but I feel like everyone has a buddy around here but me. Here's to hoping that things will look up soon and that I don't cry too much today.


Thursday, August 23, 2012

Summer Goals Revisited

I posted my summer goals in June and since I am leaving tomorrow for college I am going to revisit them and see how much I accomplished!

1. Read 5 more books (X)
What I Read:
The Last Summer (of you and me), by Ann Brashares
Salem Falls, by Jodi Picoult 
Bossypants, by Tina Fey 
The Hunger Games, by Suzanne Collins
Catching Fire, by Suzanne Collins
Mockingjay, by Suzanne Collins
I also reviewed The Hunger Games series and I started another book but wasn't really feelin' it.

2. Paint (X)
One day in August I decided to go out and spend a small fortune on painting supplies at my local craft store. I even bought those little pallets so that I could mix colors cleanly. I bought a few small canvases for my sisters and I. We put newspaper on the kitchen table and went to town. My painting was...abstract. My older sister painted a landscape and my younger sister painted a hot air balloon. Mine was more of a design. Ah, well. I may not be the next Picasso but I did enjoy myself.

3. Eat healthier ()
Honestly, this was the goal that I really wanted to accomplish. Unfortunately, everywhere I went this Summer their were sweets. Ice cream, cakes, cookies....I just can't resist stuff like that! But I am turning over a new leaf! College is when I am planning, really planning, on eating only healthy. The end. Period.

4. Gain more patience (X)
I think that I may have actually done this. Seriously, I'm not just saying that either. I have really tried to have more patience with my family, specifically my younger sister. I think I really made some great strides.

5. Witness to someone ()
I wish I could say that I didn't do this because the opportunity never arose but it sort of did a few times. What I really need to do is gain the confidence and courage to stand up for God. No matter the situation.

6. Take many pictures ()
Camera broke. This did not happen.

7. Buy an ipad (X)
I did purchase Iris the ipad! Along with a stylus, sleep cover and Vera Bradley case! I don't use it all that much because I have my trusty laptop Lars but I'll be taking it with me to my collage classes.

8. Gain more of a passion for God (X)
I'm not sure if it qualifies as "passion" but I really did become a lot more trusting and dependent on Him. In my worries and anxieties I have learned to give it to Him. This has helped me tremendously.

9. Feel comfortable about going to college (X)
I have made many campus visits, went through and found my classes and bought all my supplies. Emotionally I may not be entirely on board but I do think that I am ready overall.

10. Do one thing crazy (X)
I dressed up as a cow in order to get a free meal at a local eatery! Totally worth it.

11. Cut or trim my hair (X)
Yep, I got myself a nice little trim and some side bangs.

12. Meet someone new (X)
I met a lot of new people in my Summer Bible study, I didn't really get close with anyone but I did get to know a lot of people that I had never known from Church!

13. Enjoy it (X)
It was stressful, busy and chaotic but I had some really great times. My graduation party, others graduation parties, two 2nd birthday parties, trips to the public pool, vacation to Canada, amusement park with my two best friends and so much more. Summer 2012 wasn't the best I've ever had but it was pretty darn good.

Goals Accomplished: 10/13 

I'll be posting about college tomorrow from my dorm room!


Tuesday, August 21, 2012

My Book Reveiw: The Hunger Games Series

Well, my mom and sisters had been begging me to read the Hunger Games book series for months now. I finally decided to go ahead and try them. I had seen the movie 3 times and loved it but I just had no desire to read the books. I'm not really into those adventure/action type reads but I was not disappointed in the slightest.

The Hunger Games takes place in the futuristic country of Panem that was formerly North America. Panem is divided into 12 districts and one Capitol where the government resides. The books protagonist, Katniss Everdeen, is a 16 year old girl hailing from the poorest of the Districts, District 12. Katniss is clever, likable and relocatable to almost all audiences and the reader will quickly become engrossed in her life where she has to hunt in the forbidden woods outside of her district in order to keep her family from starving.

Soon enough we learn of the Hunger Games which is basically the Capitols way of scaring the Districts into obedience. Each district has sends one boy and one girl between the ages of 12 and 18 into the Hunger Games arena where they will fight to the death on national television. The winner or Victor will be rewarded with a lifetime of wealth. The drawing of the names or the Reaping approaches and Katniss's 12 year old sister get's chosen. In a raw act of compassion Katniss volunteers to take her spot.

The rest of the book takes us through Katniss's training and her ultimate arrival in the Arena. Peeta Mellark is the boy chosen from her District and although she only has one memory of him, he has secretly been in love with her for years.

Katniss's time in the arena is filled with heartache and triumph. Her first person narration is so captivating that I literally felt as if I was in the Arena with her. After weeks of battling the other tributes and the cruel elements of the Arena, Katniss finally faces one of the toughest decisions of her life. Then ending is somewhat of a cliffhanger, as we don't know what is to come.
My Rating: 9.5

The first half of book two is rather mundane to me. My sister liked it as it showed what Katniss's new life in District 12 is like, it certainly is detailed and informative but I found it to be dull. But once the book was about 1/2 way, it really picked up! I LOVED the second half, it was high energy and entertainment. I won't say too much but the Arena was awesome and mysterious. In addition to old favorites like Peeta and a few others, you are introduced to a plethora of new characters that each have stories of their own.

The ending is a mass of chaos and confusion that leaves the reader itching to read the third and final book. Lucky for me, I had it right at my finger tips.
My Rating: 7.5

The third book was the most action packed. It was different in the way that there was no Arena and no Hunger Games. Instead Katniss is thrust into a position of the Rebellion that she is not nearly interested in having. She struggles with being a leader the entire book. Her body is still healing from the previous book and her mind is having struggles of it's own. Suzanne Collins beautifully illustrates Katniss's inner struggle with her love for Peeta and confusion over with whom her loyalty lies. This final installment is full of such heartache that I cried more than once. Though the first book is undoubtedly my favorite, this book was also a masterpiece in it's own right. Some may not like the ending, I actually liked it a lot but I'm not going to spoil it so read and find out!
My Rating: 8

And may the odds be ever in your favor!

My Overall Series Rating (average of all three): 8.3


Sunday, August 19, 2012

This Title Has Five Words

It's this counting thing.

When I say talk or someone else says something or if I am listening to the radio or watching TV I count the words that they (or myself) say. I count them on my fingers and I'll rephrase things so that the sentence ends up ending on my pinky finer.

Example (try counting on your fingers): If someone said "We went to the store today" it ends on my thumb instead of perfectly on the pinky. So I'll rephrase in my head "We stopped at the store". There, five perfect words, ending right on the mark. If everything were a multiple of five then it would always work out.

Now that you understand what I'm dealing with you can obviously see that it is somewhat of an obsession. I've dealt with it before actually, when I was in Elementary school. It ended up going away but this summer I started doing it again. I'll chalk it up to my stress about college but it really is a sort of problem. I don't think I have OCD but I've definitely had certain tenancies over the years.

I'm writing about this because I want to hold myself accountable to the fact that I want to stop this counting nonsense. I'm going to pray on it and get out of my own way! I know I can stop if I try, I just need to put my mind to it.


Friday, August 17, 2012

My Eyes, My Back and All That Goes With Them

Well, first I want to start off by saying that I am officially a-okay as far as school goes! Girl got it all figured out! Ha!

Anyway a blog that I have surely mentioned multiple times, 2 Kids, a Mini Van and a Mortgage, is having link parties every Friday. Today the prompt is to post a link to a post you have written that has to do with experiences you've had with special needs in school. I've never really addressed it on here before but I have dealt with issues with both my eyes and my back.

I have really unique eyes, I am both near sighted and far sighted in each eye and I have astigmatism. Even with contacts I do not see 20/20, it's more like 20/60. I also have mono-vision with means I only see with one eye at a time. When I'm not using the other ye, it wanders. My left eye is stronger and I only read with it. Complicated right? I've had one surgery to try and correct the wandering eye but it did not work. That was when I was three and I haven't felt the need to give it another go. I like my eyes, even if they wander!

So, let's go all the way back to when I was in first grade. Twelve years ago...

Originally I was given no help in the classroom for sight. To be completely honest I really didn't need much assistance. I have never been handed a paper that I couldn't read because of tiny print or fuzzy print. I did however, have a little trouble with the overhead projector (old school, I know. The time before Smart Boards). When I voiced my concerns my teacher sat me in the front, gave me extra assistance and then some. I'm telling you, this woman made it her life's mission to make everything HUGE print for me. Once she blew up a test so big that I had to use an easel because it couldn't fit on my desk. The kids would all stare at me when I had to use the giant calculator or the slant board. It was so embarrassing and the sad thing was, I didn't really need any of it!

First Grade scared me in that I never wanted to ask for help again. I was afraid of another teacher going overboard. The good thing was that I didn't run into trouble again until high school. In my 9th grade history class we took notes off of the overhead ever single day. That silly overhead caused problems for me once again. I couldn't see it! I finally got up the nerve to tell my teacher and she kindly offered to print off the notes so that I could follow them in class. Sometimes she would forget and I would remind her but it always worked out. Fast forward to my Sociology class Senior year and I'm with the same teacher with the same overhead. The teacher even remembered my problem and asked if I needed the notes again, but guess what? I had gotten a new contact prescription and I could see it!

I guess the moral is that I have to be willing to ask for help but also put my foot down if it gets out of hand. I am currently on a 504 plan which follows me to college and into the workplace if I so choose. Basically what the plan means is that I have to be given any assistance needed and the teacher must comply.

Now for my back. Oh joy!

I found out I had scoliosis when I was 10. The doctors followed the curve of my spine for a few years until it was decided that I would need surgery when I was 12. The operation itself lasted 13 hours and I ended up in the PICU for a few days after it with fluid in my lungs that they had tried to collapse. I stayed in the hospital for a week and then came home for a long period of recovery. This was in the month of May so I still needed to somehow finish up my school work. It was decided that I would not return to school that year and would need a tutor. Honestly the tutor thing was a bad experience. My tutor didn't seem to really know what she was talking about and was not understanding of my needs. I couldn't really sit for long periods because it hurt my back. Thankfully I finished my 6th grade work with a lot of help from God and determination!

That fall I began 7th grade and immediately realized that my book bag was just too heavy for my back. The problem was that I needed to take my books home. My dad finally had the clever idea to order the book online so I could have a set at home and a set at school.

Since then I haven't had too many problems, I did get pneumonia a few times in 7th grade and was exempt form gym class but that's about it!

Thanks for visiting and reading!


Thursday, August 16, 2012

Just When I Thought

Everything was going well as far as college something happens and ruins it all. I guess I was enrolled in a dance class (that my adviser said I could be in) that is apparently only available for dance majors. That's not me. So I had to drop that class but I need a PE class so I have to figure out what class is ok to enroll in and if I am actually allowed to be into it. I REALLY don't want to have to change my whole schedule. That would really stink. I am so stressed over it that I literally feel like I'm having an ulcer.

I can't take much more of this. Honestly. I hope I an look back at this post tomorrow night and think of how nicely it all got resolved.




Well, I did it. I got my hair cut.

Ok, I got my end trimmed and side bangs. I really wasn't ready to cut it all off, I'm going to wait until I'm settled in at college. Ever since the Hair Debacle of 2010 I vowed that I would not cut my hair for a very very long time. Two years later that mission is officially achieved. Furthermore my hair is reaaaaally long. I do like it that way but after I got back from the salon something weird happened...

I started to wish that I'd just gone ahead and cut a good 6-8 inches off. I was actually annoyed with my long hair. I felt like it was overtaking my body and my face. It was so odd because I've been loving it all summer. Maybe I was feeling like I should start fresh?? I don't know, I mean it really has been a comfort to have long hair, it's always there and represents years of growth. I'm not going to go and get it cut tomorrow but I'm definitely thinking it will be sometime this fall.  If I do get it cut I really want to donate it. I've donated my hair 3 times so far and it's been a cool experience to know that your hair is going to benefit people in need. It makes it a lot less vain you know? And a double plus is that a haircut is free if you donate, which is good because I paid waaaayyy too much for my tiny haircut yesterday.

Anyway, I just felt like sharing. Excuse me while I go brush my new bangs away fro my eyes.


Monday, August 13, 2012

We're Captive on a Caroursl of Time: Part Two

Wahhhh! I don't wanna grow up, ok??

Sometimes, I wish I was still an innocent little kid but then I try to remember the last time that I truly felt worry and carefree. I honestly can't. As far back as my memory goes there has always been something weighing on me. Of course now the problems seem trivial but when you're little they seem huge and that can't be played down. To a three or four year old (myself) a simple thing like going to pre-school was a big fear of mine. I was literally terrified that my mom would never come back. Once THAT hurdle was over my fear of getting kidnapped reared it's ugly head from the time I was 7 to about age 12 or 13. Little things like riding my bike alone or waiting in the car at the store were enough to send me into a panic.

Starting middle school and high school were also sources of high anxiety. Would I have good teachers? Make new friends? Keep my old friends? Get lost? It's always been the unknown that scared me and that's why college poses such a threat. I really have no idea what to expect and that kills me. I wish I could look into a crystal ball to see how it all plays out. But that's not possibly obviously.

I guess the main point of this post is kind of like the point I made in this one just about a year ago. What I'm trying to say is that no matter how old you get, you always idolize the past. In truth, no part of life is perfect and someday I'll miss this season of life that I'm in. I know it's hard to believe but I really do think it's true. Someday when I'm working full time or have kids I'll look back at my 18 year old self and think:

"Didn't I know how easy I had it? And how much fun that time was? Why didn't I appreciate it more?"

Life goes on, new challenges arise but you always have to cherish the moment. No matter how hopeless or lost you may feel. The carousal continues to spin and as Joni Mitchell once said, you can't return, you can only look behind from where we came"

Here's to Ms. Mitchell, her wise words are so very true!


Friday, August 10, 2012

Another List....???

Yes, I think so.

  1. I spent the majority of my shift at the hospital reading Catching Fire (2nd Hunger Games book). 
  2. I have not bought ANYTHING for college yet. 
  3. I went and saw a sample dorm room for the building I'm assigned to yesterday. I actually really liked it, lots of space to decorate with all the stuff I got will get. 
  4. I'm slightly panicked that I may not be accomplishing the majority of my summer goals. Specifically eating healthy. Despite the fact that my family eats/buys all organic food and has never yields more than Newman O's for our pantry...I like ice cream, ok?? And we happen to live near more than a few shops. Alas, I must cut back before I tip the scale at 90 pounds. 
  5. For all of you who are now worried that I am anorexic, please know that the only reason I weight 87 pounds is because I am VERY short and petite. I promise you that I eat, a lot. 
  6. In fact I am currently planning what I will eat tonight at my aunts birthday bash. 
  7. Pizza, artichoke dip, cake...the three layer Mexican dip. Lays chips, m&m's.....
  8. I only have 3 more days of work! Yahoo! They keep alluding to the fact that they want me to work during holiday, heck no! Ha, I'll have to break that news to them soon. 
  9. My sister has promised me that we will watch one of my favorite movies (Where the Heart Is) , she is not excited. I really am. 
  10. And...sweet number ten. Hmmmm, what to put here. Ok, this: 
 Best. Movie. Ever. 


Where I'm At

Yesterday while I was taking a shower I started to think about going to college. Without warning I felt as if I couldn't even breathe. I was making these sounds from my throat and sort of crying at the same time. I've never felt like that before, I realized that there is no way any of this is going to work out unless I really and truly give all my worries to God. I can't go on ignoring them and then having them sneak up on me while I am innocently washing my hair. I am so scared, terrified of this transition but I know that it has to be done.

I will never regret not trying it. I will never regret the experience.

Please Lord keep me safe, stay with me and protect me. Because if You are for us, than who could ever stand against us?? No one, that's who! I have to keep reminding myself of that, I have heard that when one is in their most vulnerable and lonely state they find themselves as close to God as they have ever been. I want that closeness, I anticipate it because truly, I have lived a charmed life up until this point. Sure, I've had a few hard times. Major surgery, the death of a family friend. But honestly, I have been incredibly blessed and I don't deserve it. I am nothing without God, without my faith and without this awesome family that I have been given.

Bottom line: I will be leaving in 14 days and there is no escaping it but I no longer feel that tightness in my chest. I feel calm because I am covered, always by God.

Psalm 121:7
The LORD will keep you from all harm--he will watch over your life;


Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Olympics Part Four: Event Finals

I'll go in order:

I might have this exact same expression if I were in her position. 

I had high hopes as I watched the event final for vault. I watched with ease as the other gymnasts performed their routines and sat at the edge of my seat (couch) when McKayla did hers Her first one was very good, not near perfect like during team finals, but still very good overall. All she had to do was land her second one and she would surely take gold. Alas, I cringed as she sat down on her landing and was bumped into silver. Honestly, I can't imagine a bigger disappointment, everyone thought she had the gold in the bag and a simple but catastrophic mistake put her out of the running. Romanian gymnast Izbasa took gold while Maroney took silver. She did her interviews with grace and other than the above small display of displeasure, she really was a trooper. I hope wholeheartedly that she is back in 2016 because she truly is the best in show as far as the vault goes and she deserves a gold!

Despite her winning streak and talent, Gabby cannot match her previous performances on bars.

I was really hoping that Gabby would do well on bars, after all it is the event that earned her her nickname. But although "The Flying Squirrel" seemed to be in good form at first, her handstand mishap caused her a slew of deductions. Not to mention that her routine wasn't as difficult as her competitors, meaning she had to be near perfect to place. Aliya Mustafina was near perfect and she won gold. Now I'll be honest, I'm not a huge Mustafina fan, it's pretty obvious that she does indeed posses a "challenging character" that in simple terms means she is somewhat of a brat. But I am always happy for the winners, no matter who they are so, you go Aliya! 

Clinging on for dear life 

I think I speak for everyone when I say that I really wanted Gabby to do well on the beam. Her downfall on the bars was hard to watch and I was ready for a rebound. Unfortunately, Douglas could not match her past routines and fell of of the beam. But, in an exciting twist of events...this happened:

Aly Raisman on beam during event finals 

Aly's routine was not as difficult and clean as China's but with the exception of one tiny balance check and a hop on the landing, it was pretty darn good! Still, the judges score was way below what anyone though it would be and the audience demanded an inquiry be filed, it was stressful to watch 
 Aly's couch fill out the sheet in a quick rush but so worth it when this happened: 

 Aly Raisman wins bronze on the beam! 

It was sad to see Catalina Ponor knocked out of the running for a medal. She really is a veteran gymnast an it shows in her confidence and grace. But I rejoiced with Aly and smiled as her parents became overcome with happiness as they saw the changed score. 


I felt like something was off with Jordyn Wieber all throughout her floor routine, it was obvious that her heart wasn't in it and her body wasn't really either, literally as she did step out of bounds. (Little joke there). Jordyn was clearly not in the running for a medal so my hopes were once again set on Aly. I was not disappointed! Aly's routine was perfect! Her first tumbling pass included the back tuck that she had previously taken out during team and all around. She nailed it! Her song had the crowd totally memorized. It really was no contest, Aly won gold and she deserved it. I was so happy for her. 

Aly Riasman wins USA;s final gold in gymnastics in London


Monday, August 6, 2012

Olympics Part Three

"I give all the glory to God. The glory goes up to Him, and all the blessings fall down on me." - Gabby Douglas.

Seriously?? How cool is Gabby Douglas? Can a girl (or boy) ask for a better role model? I watched the all around competition in awe as Douglas was a solid competitor in each event, she didn't seem to mess up once. Her performance on the bars was awesome, as always! Her floor routine also stood out to me, I love her energy. Aly Raisman definitely would have placed if it hadn't been for her big mistake on the beam. It was so sad to see her get bumped out of the running for bronze. She is talented in her own right and I hope that she can at least win some sort of medal in the individual events. I will be posting on those soon enough!

Furthermore, Gabby Douglas rocks and I love, love, love that she is so bold about her faith!. It takes a lot of courage to stand up for what you believe in these days, especially in times when Christianity is heavily judged and criticized. I am totally impressed by her, she makes our country proud. 


Sunday, August 5, 2012

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Edited to add:  I am using this post for a Friday blog party, the prompt is "Favorite Summer Outing". I know this isn't a vacation or anything but it meant a lot to me so here it is!

Well, I was planning to write my Olympic coverage for the all around but I don't really feel like it right now to be honest. I'll do it, but not tonight!

I know it's probably not very interesting to read these  day to day events posts. But I guess I'm writing this blog about things that I want to remember.

Anyway, I had a really pleasant evening. It was just the perfect summer night. We went to my Aunt C and Uncle D's (favorite aunt and uncle) house for pasta and my favorite grandma and my other uncle were there. I'm really close with my dads side of the family so it's always nice to see them. We sat around outside and talked about the Olympics (why'd I bring that up again??) and laughed hysterically about dreams that we've had. I love them all so much, I feel so blessed that God gave me this amazing family that I wouldn't trade or change for anything. They mean so much to me and they're the reason that I turned out the way I did. How many 18 year old's can say that?

I guess I just wanted to remember this night, when I sat around the black metal table in my Uncle backyard and hung out with my family. I want to remember the amazement on my grandmas face as I took a picture of her with my ipad. I want to remember how we were going to sit "wherever we wanted" but somehow all ended up in the same place. I even want to remember how both my Uncle D and I have the same reoccurring dream of being naked in public. To remember how we all marveled over how nice the weather was. To remember how we started talking about things to come like a Halloween party and our (hopefully) beach vacation in summer 2013.

This stuff is like gold to me, I treasure it, guard it and keep it forever so that years from now I'll be able to look back and think "That was so awesome and haven't we come so far? Hasn't time flown?"

Here's to memories, here's to family.


Saturday, August 4, 2012

Funny Summer Day

Yesterday was a weird/funny day all around. It started out when I woke up at 6 for my 7 o'clock shift at work. When I got to the hospital I was told that I "wasn't on the schedule", even though I have it in writing that I was! So they said I could leave but I didn't want to go home. Why? Because quite frankly the only thing to do around there at 7 in the morning is sleep and I wouldn't be able to because I was wide awake. Also I was in possession of a car, which made things pretty tempting.

First I went down to the hospital cafeteria and bought breakfast. A smoothie, a muffin and a doughnut. Whoa, did I go crazy or what?? When I was done eating I decided to be dangerous. Apparently my idea of living on the edge is driving around for an hour trying to find a grocery store that sells the newest People magazine. Finally, at 8:30, success!! I bought the prize magazine and headed to a local coffee shop to curl up on an armchair and read. I had also brought the book I was currently reading (Bossypants by, Tina Fey) and ended up finishing that too. I was really on a roll folks.

It was almost 10 by that point so I loitered around a shopping center. I stopped at a clothing store and a bookstore. At last I had the brilliant and rebellious idea to go to the library and use their free internet. Score! I played around surfed the web until 11 when my hospital shift was officially over, so I headed home. But, surprise, halfway down my street I get a text message (no I wasn't texting while driving, I was at a stop sign, ok??) from my mom, who also works at the hospital, saying where to meet her for lunch. Oops, i had forgotten our tentative plans. So I sped (not really) back to the hospital, found a coveted spot in the visitors parking lot and raced inside to my mommy. Now, remember that the whole world thought I was at work. She asked if I had already made it to my car when I got the message and I said yes. I could have just told her that I spent the morning being a rebel but I was just the tiniest bit embarrassed. So you, dear reader, are the only one who knows what I truly did yesterday from 7-11 am.

After lunch I headed out to pick up my younger sister, when I got home from my long shift *wink, wink* I decided to go o the public pool and my sisters wanted to go too, We had fun swimming for the first swim period and then the dramatics began. While we were resting on the pool chairs a group of middle school girls kept staring at us so I waved at them. Then when they walked by staring I waved at them again. When we got back in the water they swam by us and chanted "Elf, Troll and Donkey" I'm guessing that I was the troll in this situation because I was wearing my sexy braids. My older sister M was elf, because well, her ears stick out when her hair is wet and I guess my younger sister E was donkey because she...I really didn't get that one. Anyway, they kept plotting against us and swimming by and splashing us me and calling E a scardey cat for swimming away and M a show off for doing somersaults under water. Ahhh, the perks of having your own fan club.

Oh, and then a gaggle of boys that I vaguely knew from high school kept chanting my name and saying that one of them "likes me". Sheesh, can a girl just have some peace???

When we finally left, after I bid a high pitched "Bye Girls!" to our fans, we went home and relaxed for the rest of the evening. That night we watched the Olympic all around finals, which I will post about later.

All in all it was an entertaining and memorable day! I love having these memories.


Thursday, August 2, 2012

Olympics and the Beach

 USA wins gold in team gymnastics!

Wow! Can I just say that I have never been more immersed in the Olympics as I am this year? I know all the gymnasts names, backgrounds and strengths and weaknesses. I got to watch the team competition yesterday morning and my whole family was on the edge of their seats. We started off so strong on the vault, especially McKayla Maroney! If she doesn't win gold tonight then I will be very surprised, her vault was as near perfect as I've ever seen. And to stick the landing just made it a superstar performance! When we moved on to the uneven bars, which I love to watch. Aly Raisman and Kyla Ross both gave very solid performances. I love Kyla Ross's technique and execution, she has a sort of soft grace and she seems more light on her feet than the others. Raisman of course, is a very powerful gymnast! Gabby Douglas, finished things up with her famous height that she achieves, thus dubbing her the "Flying Squirrel".

Beam always makes me nervous but there were no hiccups like during qualifying. Weiber delivered a standout performance and Kyla and Gabby were mostly smooth as the executed more than a few difficult tumbling passes. Finally, the floor proved to be a huge win for the US, Weiber, Raisman and Douglas totally dominated! I was so happy when the score board revealed our victory. These girls seem so nice and dedicated that it was huge to see their work pay off.


After the excitement of the Olympics my family packed up and headed to the beach. It wasn't crowded and the water was nice and warm. I swam for awhile with my sisters and laid out in the sun for awhile. I adore the beach, it always makes me feel calm and peaceful. Truly an example of God's beautiful creation.

Oh, and I got called off for work again today! It must be reaaalllly slow at the hospital. I'm supposed to work tomorrow too, I doubt I'll get called off 3 days in a row.

I have to tape tonight's all around womens final in gymnastics too because I have to go to bed early. I am praying that no one spoils it for me at work. I just hope that USA comes out on top again!


Wednesday, August 1, 2012

In the Blink of an Eye

That was my July!

I worked at VBS

Enjoyed a fed days at the pool

Went to some grad parties

Went on vacation 

Possibly had a breakthrough in this whole college thing

Experienced  a small falling out

Lost family members (not from death)

Went to my favorite amusement park

Began to wait anxiously for my roommate assignment 

I'll do an Olympic post later, I thought I was going to have to work this morning and wouldn't be able to watch since they were on late last night, but I got called off so I am waiting for my mom to wake up so we can watch the Woman's Team Gymnastics together. I have been carefully navigating the internet, trying to avoid any spoilers!