Another old post

Here's another post from my old and no longer running blog, enjoy!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Prelude: Something that serves as an introduction to an even more important work of art

So I figured I'd take a second and explain the title of my blog (A Prelude to My Own Fairytale)(because quite frankly I think it's clever and adorable and I love it very much). It is the very first line of a song called "Hot Air Balloon" by the band Owl City. I think it perfectly describes the stage of life I am in right now.
All around me, at this notorious "BYU-I DO" people are getting engaged and married right and left. It's spring time too. Let the twitterpation begin. Love<3 is in the air and it shows by the flocks of beaming, hand-holding couples that stroll up and down the pathways, whispering sweet nothings into each others ears and gazing into each others eyes. Kind of sickening right? No. It's adorable and I love it. These people are all living their fairytales.
I look at my lovely dear roommate and best friend Emily, who truly is a princess who has already found her knight in shining armor and is just counting down the days until she can be sealed for eternity to him in a glorious, white castle.

Now, as everyone around me has gotten engaged and married during this beautiful spring season, what stage of my fairytale am I in you ask? Ummm... my boyfriend and I just broke up actually...awkward. Most would look at it as a step back, but it really is a step forward in finding my true love. So no, I don't have any love interests or solid prospects at this point. I am not living a fairytale, not right now at least. In this blog, I am sharing with you (well with myself I suppose, seeing as I still have nary a "friend" on here) the prelude to my fairytale.
The adventures, experiences, and awkward happenings that occur to me that will mold me and shape me to become a princess fit for a happily-ever-after fairytale. This time right now, this "prelude" if you will, is my time to become excellent. It is my time to master the things that I want to work on and chisel away at my flaws. It is my time to make myself a princess worthy of the most righteous, noble, loving and of course gorgeous Prince Charming in all the land.
However, do not be mistaken, I don't want this to be a time where I sckower (I have no idea how to spell that) every nook and cranny of this little Rexburg wonderland for a man who's last name I would like to share.
This is a time where I will grow so close to my Savior and Father in Heaven as I strive to become more and more like them, that I will be able to rely on them to guide me to the man I am to marry. I just must be living worthily so that I might have that guidance in my life.
So thus my story begins. Not my fairytale. Not quite yet at least. But here is the prelude, let it be lovely.

Old posts

So I started this other blog a couple months ago, and it didn't really take off as I had planned. Only two posts were published actually. So I'm just gonna move those right on over to here so I can delete that other blog. Here's the first one.

To Blog or Not to Blog

I vowed I would never get sucked into this whole "Blogger-net" type of thing, but alas... here I am. In my communication classes, we keep learning about Blogs and how effective they can be. They are becoming more and more prominent in the media world, so as a Comm major, I sure as darn better start figuring out how they work.
So, for the time being, forgive my archaic way of doing things and feel free to drop me a line and let me in on some blogger tips so my page can start looking half as cute as all of yours. Oh wait... I just realized I don't have any "Friends" on here, is that even what they're called? How do I get friends? Ah I'm totally facebook literate, but this blog thing has got me stumped.
Actually, now that I think about it, I'll just keep this private, cause I tend to ramble on and on and on.. a lot. I have a feeling that my posts are going to be... less than exciting, but hey this is my blog, I make the calls!

Oh look! A picture of  the Trio.       Chelsi.           Noelle.            Taryn.                   LOVE US.

In Remembrance

It's official. My retainers is a goner. I've looked and looked and looked for the past two weeks with nary a sign of the dear thing. How I will miss it. 

The last known picture of me wearing the blessed thing.

8/12/2010

It was a hideous creature to say the least. I asked for hot pink with blue polka dots (what I was thinking? I know not). It ended up looking like bubblegum with mold spores. But ugly or not, my retainer fulfilled it's purposes well. 

It was: a fixed or removable device worn in the mouth to hold the teeth in their new position during the adaptive period after straightening appliances have been removed.

On 9/17/2009 I woke up retainerless and eventually found it on the shelves above my bed..in my shoes :(

 I'll admit, I didn't always treat the poor thing right. I'd often wake up in the morning and have to search the entire bedroom to find where it had been thrown to in the middle of the night... but I did love how

straight it kept my teeth.

One time, in Sunday school, we had to say something we were grateful for. I said my retainer. It was the truth. And now it's gone. I mourn the loss greatly.

Rebel Children

This is the story of two high school juniors on a mission.

Chelsi and I had grown up hearing tales of our elder siblings ditching class to go on Maverick runs or to chill at a friends house.

They made it seem like a piece of cake.

Homecoming Week 2007- We decided it was our turn.

The Date: October 17, 2007 8:12 am

So during Mrs.Genseal's first period class, we left.  Got out of our seats and walked right out like we didn't have a care in the world.

I, being the only licensed driver, revved up my GeoMetro and off we went, giggling nervously the whole time.  

Where did we go you ask? To McDonalds for some McSteamy, McHot and McFattylicious breakfast of course! Lucky for us, there was practically NO ONE on the roads. It was eight in the morning after all.

                                                                 We pulled up to the window, ordered our food, and BAM...                                                                  just like that we had ditched class. We felt like changed women.

And then we felt sick to our stomachs.

Emily and Noelle- Emilio and Nole'-Em and Elle

Chances are, that if you know me, you know Emily. And if you know Emily, you probably know me.
Sisters? Nope
Best Friends since Kindergarten? No

So when did this beautiful friendship take flight?
Right about the time this couch made its way into this truck.

Emily moved to the valley in 7th grade. Living in the small town that we do, I met Emily right away and even had a few classes together.
We considered each other as friends, but we both had our separate groups of close friends. It wasn't until Homecoming week 2007 that we became best friends.

It was the weirdest thing, we spent an hour or two together before the Movie on the Field and from that point on we were inseparable!

We went to EFY together right before our senior year and that sealed the deal for us.
Best friends for life.
Senior year was incredible, we literally spent everyday together and loved every minute of it.
After high school, despite many warnings of "Don't go to college and room with your best friend, you'll end up hating them!" , we did it anyways.
We roomed together our entire freshman year. 3 semesters in a row.
Arguing: Never
Cat fights: Of course not!
Stayed up til 4 am on school nights talking, laughing and crying: Too many times to count
We grew closer than close.

I truly do love her like a sister.

On August 14, 2010 she married the love of her life in the St. George temple. She looked gorgeous and I felt like I had never loved her more than I did on that day.
As happy as weddings are, I admit that I spent the last hour of the reception trying (and failing) to fight back the tears as the reality that my Emily was moving on with out me sunk in.
In two weeks, I will go to college for the very first time without her by my side.
I know right?
Scary stuff, but I'll be fine.
If something did have to separate us, I'm so, so happy that it is because of something as wonderful as marriage.
I sure will miss her, but my oh my, how I love her.
"She's a greaaa girl :)"

Life Is About Using the Whole Box of Crayons

"We could learn a lot from crayons; some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, while others bright, some have weird names, but they all have learned to live together in the same box."
~Robert Fulghum

Oh so many different colors have come into my life.

The bubblegum pinks, the calming blues, the vibrant oranges...yes, even a few dreary grays.

Each has been important. Each taught me a lesson and made me a better person. Each has made their mark on my life canvas and helped to create the beautiful piece of art it is continually becoming.

Hopefully, throughout the course of this blog, you will be introduced to the rainbow of people who have colored my life.