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IT"S BEEN SO LONG!!!

So.... Life has been absolutely crazy these last couple of months! I'll try to start at the beginning and hopefully add some pictures with it.
First on May 5 the most wonderful person ever held my hand for the first time!! I was so stinking excited!

 Then on May 8 I went to an AMAZING 30 Seconds to Mars concert in Salt Lake, it was so good!!
Now for those of you who don't know on May 10 we found out that my Dad had a brain tumor.  They removed it through surgery and then started chemo and radiation. Before the chemo started though, I got to graduate from Western! Yay!!!

In June I got to be the choreographer for Annie Jr. at the college. It was lots of fun, a lot of hard work, and put me closer to that wonderful person I mentioned earlier. I got to live with my awesome 'adopted' second family the Crawfords, it was so much fun!!!! We went on lots of adventures and probably played harder then we worked.

Well it's now time to go home.... I'm on campus because our internet that was supposed to be hooked up today won't be hooked up until next week.... we are not happy with the company. Anyway... next time I'll try to finish catching up :)

FINALS!

Okay, it's not actually finals time yet because I still have three weeks, but I sure am feeling the pressure. I'm feeling super stressed, however I am finding outlets... aka sand volleyball for three hours on Saturday. I got super sunburned and am extremely sore, but oh was it worth it. I played with my roommate Taylor and our friends Keith, Isaac, David, Will, Josh and Dennis. It was so much fun! I miss sports. Don't get me wrong I love what I'm doing, but sometimes a girl needs some sports in her life. Last night we decided that it would be fun to play night time volleyball... at 11:30. It would have been really fun except the wind was blowing cold and the sand was rough and freezing! So we lasted about ten minutes. But it was an adventure... kind of. Mostly that's all... I just wanted to post about something. Here is a picture from Music Man!

The Vortex's.... guests.

So I was going to do a blog about all of my amazing friends.... but... I need at least one more picture before I can properly write a blog... about friends... So I decided to write about my apartment's unwanted and uninvited guests. My apartment is nicknamed the vortex. It's called that for a good reason. People come over randomly all the time and then they never leave, which is fine with us. Another reason is because when people come over they tell us things and know that they can trust us with problems or other secrets. We love that. However, apparently others feel like they can take residence in our apartment. We have three unwanted guests, (we also have a zoo but we love them so it's okay).

First is our monster name Krogstad. He lives in our ceiling fan in the bathroom. When you turn the light on he makes his presence known... and it is loud.

The next guest is Roquefort... he lives in our wall. At first we thought he was a mouse, and he still could be, however I keep seeing these little prairie dog looking things right outside our building and I think that they may be the culprits. The name of this picture is helpless prairie dog... but that's a lie they are not helpless I'm pretty sure they conspire against us.

The third and final is our ghost. The ghost doesn't have a name but he sure does live here. He makes ipods play at random times, strums guitars when no one is near, and causes silverware and cups to fall off the counter and break. He is a trouble maker and wish he would leave. (Yes all of our live-ins are male... don't ask me why because I don't know).

Raptors!!

Because I'm bored and weird.... Here are some raptor pictures :) these aren't all of them.... but there's a few.

My newest goal!

So I find it interesting how life works out sometimes and how when you think life couldn't get harder and you don't understand the things that are going on the Lord steps in and shows you that you are not alone. The night of my last post.... well let's start a little earlier. Monday March 1st as has been previously stated I received a concussion. Then Tuesday night a close friend of mine was very kind and exercised his amazing Priesthood power and gave me a blessing. The blessing filled me with peace and comfort and I knew things would be okay. Then the next day he took me to the doctor. The doctor told me that I couldn't dance until all my symptoms were gone... and that those could last weeks he said. I was feeling discouraged and frustrated. Then Thursday night I was informed that I wouldn't be dancing any of the part of the dance that I so desperately wanted to be in. I was angry, discouraged, upset, and confused, as you could probably tell in my last post. I questioned God about many things that night in my prayers... and then I opened up my scriptures. I opened them to Alma chapter 26. This is the the chapter heading:

"....The faithful are strengthened by the Lord and are given knowledge... God has all power and comprehendeth all things."

I read that and just started to cry again. I knew that I had been unfair and that I needed to have faith in the Lord. He knows me and does care. The next day I was informed that I could do the third section of the dance. I was ecstatic and was reminded again of the Lord's love for me as an individual.
I've also noticed something else... I've been rather negative lately. If I truly believe that God is my Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ is my brother and loved me enough to die so that I could return to Them... and if I truly believe that they know me and everything I do and how I feel at all moments of my life.... shouldn't I be one of the happiest people ever? I know that we all have trials and that there are times when we feel so alone that we think we have been abandoned... But we are NEVER alone and They will never abandon us. It is we who abandon Them. I know that They know how I feel and with that knowledge I have decided to be a happier person. I have decided to look at the bright side of life, and to be more positive. Shouldn't I be? I want to smile and show my testimony through not just my words but through my attitude towards life. So my newest goal? Love life more and enjoy it to its fullest. Don't let the hard things get me down, I have too much to be grateful for!

Oh the Frustrations of Dance...

So this is going to be my pity-party blog..... It's sad really because lately I've been super annoyed by people who are attention hungry and pity seekers.... So know that I'm not searching for pity, I'm just venting. So as I stated in my last blog I recently received a concussion while rolling off the back of my dance partner, well all I've been doing since Monday is sleeping and making brownies. When I'm upset I make food... I would make my everything kitchen if possible, that's why I have roommates. Anyway, I had resigned myself to thinking that I wouldn't be able to dance in Reeds, which is the dance that I received my concussion doing, this weekend, but while we are on tour I would dance it. Well, today I was informed that I am no longer in the dance, another girl is taking my spot. I understand that the reason for doing this is so that I will not get hurt again, but just because I know the reason I'm no longer in the dance doesn't make it any easier to not be in it. It is a beautiful dance choreographed in honor of our amazing dance professor's son who died some years back. It is her last year and I really wanted to dance it.... and now I won't. Sometimes it makes me wonder why I was given the talent to dance. I'm not super good, but I can learn fast. I love to dance and feel like it is a way to get all of my frustrations out, but every time I'm given the opportunity to really dance and grow, I get hurt in some way. It's really frustrating and then I can't dance to let out all of the frustrations so it all builds up inside of me and then I have the desire to take all of them out on other people.... and that's not so good. I had been planning on minoring in dance and then I could teach dance in the future... however, now I'm not so sure. I want to, but I just get so frustrated... maybe I was never meant to really dance, and that's a hard pill to swallow. I guess we'll see what happens. This is kind of a bunch of random thoughts put together, but I had to get some of these frustrations out. Here's a link to a clip of what I'm supposed to be doing. http://www.facebook.com/#!/video/video.php?v=295204323778&subj=611947811