Tuesday, July 29, 2014
GUITAR AT SUNDOWN
How to have the best night ever:
Step 1: Grab your three best friends
Step 2: Grab all of your guitars and ukuleles
Step 3: Sneak into a football field late at night
Step 4: Watch the sunset
Step 5: Talk about life
Step 6: Jam out
Step 7: Lay in the very middle of the field and stargaze
Step 8: Force Josh and Trevor to name off all the guys that had crushes on you and Whitney in high school
Step 9: Freak out profusely
Monday, July 28, 2014
SEE YA NEVER, HIGH SCHOOL
I'M GRADUATED!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, sorry. That was obnoxious. But something this exciting deserves extra exclamation points!!! (!!!) (!!!)
Plot twist: I actually really loved my high school experience (for the most part...). But you know what? I REALLY love the fact that I never, ever have to set foot in that building ever again. ;)
Shout out to the family, friends, leaders, and teachers that came out to celebrate with me. I am so blessed to be surrounded with such great people.
CONGRATULATIONS CLASS OF 2014!!!
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
HOW TO PROPERLY "CONCERT": A STEP-BY-STEP GUIDE
When going to a concert in downtown Portland, first things first- food carts. This ones a favorite of mine! And not just because of it's name (or hashtag) ;).
(This will forever and always be one of my favorite pictures ever taken).
Next- you take a picture in front of the parking garage, because it's not a true crystal ballroom concert unless you take a picture in front of this wall.
Then you wait in line for a couple hours...
Then, once they let you into the venue, you run up to the front and claim your space...and wait there for a couple more hours...
Then you ROCK OUT.
Also- as you are rocking out, the lead singer may just point directly at you as he sings the words "you're so delicious..." Your friends will laugh at you. And you will freak out. It's totally okay.
(ps- if you ever end up going to a Matt Nathanson concert, know that he is basically the weirdest, most perverted person ever. And it's kind of hilarious...)
(ps- if you ever end up going to a Matt Nathanson concert, know that he is basically the weirdest, most perverted person ever. And it's kind of hilarious...)
Lastly, you take a blurry picture with your favorite singer ever. Because even though he was just the opening act, you totally came to this concert just to see him.
Saturday, June 14, 2014
I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO PROPERLY EXPLAIN HOW MUCH I LOVE BANKSY (OR, IN OTHER WORDS, UTAH PT. 2)
Not even a week after our first trip to Utah, I got an email telling me that I had made it into the final round of interviews for a position as one of UVU's Wolverine Ambassadors. I heard about this program earlier this year and instantly knew that I wanted to be a part of it. The Ambassadors give tours of the school to prospective students and parents, run the school's social media, and travel to other states to promote UVU and recruit students at high schools and colleges, among other things.
The application process was pretty intense (10 essay questions say whaaaat?) so hearing this made me SO happy. I couldn't believe that I had made it through to the next round! The catch? The final interviews were in person interviews, being held on campus. So back to Utah I went!
Now, here's something you should know about me- I am the biggest Banksy nerd ever, and that's not an exaggeration. I could go on and on about Banksy and street art and graffiti and the likes, and I often do. So when my mom suggested we spend our free day before interviews began in Park City, I was all for it. Because, hello? Banksy!
Don't let this face fool you- I was so excited that I literally almost cried when I first walked up to this Banksy. I know, I know. Art is just cool, you get me?
And of course there were selfies involved. After we took these pictures I looked over them and asked my mom if she felt like they were borderline sacrilegious? She just laughed.
I woke up early the next morning, even though I wasn't supposed to be at UVU till later in the afternoon, because I was so nervous. I don't get nervous about things very often; I can give speeches with ease and strike a conversation with just about anyone, but for some reason my heart dropped deeper and deeper into my stomach as the day went on. I went to the mall with my mom but couldn't even focus on the clothes, and then we went out for lunch and I couldn't even eat. I have never been this nervous for something in my whole entire life.
As soon as I got to UVU all my nerves went away. The people there were so nice and so fun. Being around them made me want to become an ambassador that much more! Over the course of two days we had group interviews, one-on-one interviews, and then we did a bunch of fun get-to-know-you-games and impromptu dance parties. It was such a blast.
That night we stayed in the apartments with the current Wolverine Ambassadors. We stayed up alllllll night playing guitar and laughing over first kiss stories. We had so much fun.
Once it was over I was so sad to leave! It was honestly one of the best weekends of my life. Spending time with such amazing people made me want to be a part of this organization even that much more. I walked out of UVU and thought, I cant not be a part of this. This program was made for me, you know?
Afterword, my mom and I tried out Waffle Love! The place was beyond adorable, but nowhere near as good as Waffle Window. (Or maybe I'm just partial to Portland, who knows...)
A bunch of artists were painting this huge mural on the other side of Waffle Love, so we went over and checked it out. It turns out they were all in a painting club, and most of them were some kind of art professor at either UVU or BYU. They were all so nice! We talked about everything from our love for art to how I'm planning on majoring in art education to instagram. One even asked me what I imagined the color of Moses' eyes to be. I responded with "a striking blue" and he said, "Yes. I was thinking the same thing" and went over to the wall and painted Moses' eyes blue. (And that, ladies and gentlemen, is my provo claim to fame ;). Talking with these guys made me feel like maybe studying art and education, two fields that are not always looked at highly, wasn't such a crazy idea after all.
And guess what? I made it!! After 4 loooooooong weeks of anxiously awaiting a phone call and religiously checking my email, I finally heard back. I am so, so, so excited to attend UVU and represent the school as a Wolverine Ambassador!
See ya in a few months, Utah!
Friday, June 6, 2014
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
CHANGE
"Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to it. I want to become acutely aware of all I've taken for granted." -Sylvia Plath
Today I was asked if there was any part of me that was sad to be leaving high school, and to my surprise, I said yes. I never, ever, in a million years, thought I would be sad to leave high school. But I sort of am, just a little bit. It's bittersweet, you know?
The other night I sat next to Trevor and Tristin and across from Whitney and Mackay at our usual table at the local dairy queen. We all ordered mini cookie jar blizzards, per usual, and sat around the booth laughing and talking about life. With only 6 days of our high school career left, there was a feeling in the air that this might just be the last time we do this.
It's weird. We're moving on and growing up and it's wonderful ands scary and...weird. Did I already say weird? Boy oh boy, is it weird.
Trevor has been called on a mission to Bolivia and is leaving in July, Garrett is going to El Salvador, and Ty is going to Canada. Tristin is getting his call in a matter of weeks. Josh is playing BYU Football and Whitney is moving 2,635 miles away from me to BYU-Hawaii, her dream school. Cerena and Mackay and Cassidy and Laura all still have a year left, those poor things. ;)
Bittersweet is a word I've been using a lot lately.
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