Must. Get. Through. Finals.

i stole this picture from sara's blog because she hit the nail on the head.

she felt like this during a week of tests...

and i feel like this, let alone probably look like this with lack of sleep

during finals.

im beginning to go c r a z y.

my brain is throbbing.

my contacts are egg shells

scratching my eyes out.

i crave you christmas break.

Sunshine.

sunshine,

i'd really like to tell you

oh my sunshine:

i can't wait for you to greet me

with open rays.

we'll have the best of times

during those california days.

a week from tomorrow

ill say my sweet goodbyes to

jack frost.

12. 19. 09

In 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12.

13

MORE DAYS

until one bride and one groom walk out

hand in hand

out of the temple doors.

could this anticipation be

ANY MORE THRILLING?

i feel like i've got ants in ma pants

i am so pumped and giddy.

sorry. im sorry. i just had to get that

off of my chest.

whoa: p.s. the bride that I am

speaking of is to the left of me.

im not the groom, although I wish

i could claim her as mine forever,

I know JD would have a fit...

A Belated Birthday.

This past monday was my friends Brandon and Andrew's 21st birthday!

Wahoo! Brandon's family was so kind to take us out to Cheesecake Factory for dinner.

We sure missed Andrew's company though. We know he is still doing awesome and having a blast on his mission in New Zealand!

ONLY FOUR MORE MONTHS!

happy birthday bledsoe boys.

Golden Home Videos.

During the break, my cousin Ash and I discovered something quite golden.

Our old school "music videos" that we had her dad record of us.

How on earth were we not humiliated by ourselves?

get a load and enjoy.

The Blind Side.

I dont want to say too much to ruin an incredible movie.

but in all honesty: if you want to feel good and be moved.

i think its time you find yourself a seat and tune in to sandra bullocks

"The Blind Side"

it will touch your heart in ways you've never experienced.

Awesome.

I am officially the worlds largest procrastinator.

not something to be proud of. alright.....

i mean it's hard when you are the last roommate alive and breathing in your apartment.

or when you hear people laughing out by the hot tub because their thanksgiving break has already begun.

history paper.

online lifelong oh help me now assignments.

packing.

laundry.

just really isn't doing it for me right now.

i want some turkey. i want my parents. i want ohio.

i want it now.

I Admit.

Fine. I admit it. Although I am so thrilled to be going to Ohio for Thanksgiving I am really going to miss being home in Georgia.

And I will miss georgia once again come Christmas.

Georgia: when will I see you again?

I deserve to see you. We grew up together.

and to my kitty witty cali: i love you.

i could just kiss your sweet little lion paws right now.

i pray whoever watches over you during the holidays spoils you with fancy feast.

and maybe a cup of milk.

you deserve it my queen.

Fact.

FACT:

My parents are the definition of awesome.

Happy News.

My mama just mailed me an article out of the church newspaper that made me tear up a bit when i read it.

my mom always sends me news clips if they have anything to do with africa. i love that. it shows that she cares about how much i care about africa.

So here's the good news.

"Dedication Blesses Two African Nations"

"During a historic 16-day tour of Africa on August 16-31, Elder Jeffrey R. Holland of the Quorum of the Twelve dedicated Cameroon and Rwanda for the preaching of the gospel. In so doing, he became the first known apostle to ever set foot in either nation."

From President Holland:

"I want the Saints to know that Africa is one of the bright, beautiful emerging frontiers of the Church. It sounds ominous sometimes just to hear the word 'Africa' because we think of dangers. Like any other place there can be dangers, but for the Church and the members it is one highlight after another, one bright spot after another."

"These people are so given to faith. I've often thought that perhaps the Lord in His justice, mercy and outreach made up for what they don't have in material blessings by giving them an extra measure of spiritual blessing and insight."

Elder Holland referred to some literary references of Africa being "the dark continent." He said he doesn't agree with that description. What is his description of Africa?

"With the gospel of Jesus Christ it's a beautiful bright light to the world."

Thank you Elder Holland. I couldn't agree more.

Africa truly is a special place. One of a kind for sure. The continent is filled with faithful members, even nonmembers who live day by day because of their Savior. Their gratitude for what they have, when they have so little is amazing. What examples they are. What powerful testimonies they hold.

This nation is beyond powerful, it's moving. I think we can all learn something from them.

I love you Africa.

and a special thanks to the elders, for continually bringing them in.

Yeah- You Spray That.

I know, I know... before you freak out let me explain. it's a spray on tan. I know. I can see, and I definitely can smell it. but i ain't going to smell that cancer. word on the street is, you're safer in the sun then you are in the tanning beds. word on the street is, it's safer to smoke than take a cat nap in that bed of yours. and let's state the facts, Lung Cancer is the second leading killer in the united states so if you're safer smoking then tanning...eh then you've got to get your head on straight.

And i am not one to preach without an experience. BELIEVE ME: I've had THE tanning bed experience. it took place in the month of february before my friends ash and casey's wedding. I decided to go in and grab that glow.

instead, I got fully inflamed injected blistered lips. the blister went straight up into my nostrils. i couldn't talk. i couldn't smile. it burned baby it burned.

not only did my lips expand but a hickey-like mark appeared smack in the center of my neck (awesome) as well as all of my knuckles and elbows.

yeah. i was feeling hot.

people glared at me as if i didn't know what was hanging out on my face.

i think i was fully aware.

right when i jetted back to provo ash told my friends to keep it cool because i was a little self conscious. pah ha.

I headed over to my dermatologist dr. stone and got yelled at.

with my hands between my legs and my head hanging low i was told to never go back to that devilish bed.

my "condition" was unnamed. dr. stone was pretty intrigued.

took pictures.

did research.

had my blood tested.

nothing. zip. nada.

strange, i know. so lesson learned. i haven't been to the bed since.

so i tried this spray on some woman was raving about. i was nervous.

all i could think about was that hysterical episode of friends where ross got the spray on. except it didn't go so well... i remember loosing it when i watched that and how bad i felt for him.

then it hit me. that's going to be me.

i feared that machine.

and i came out looking like that. you best believe i was panicking. hours later, I showered and all was golden... it worked! the extra color rubbed off, i was left with no blistered lip, no skin cancer, and a GLOW.

so word to the wise: it's winter time. if you feel sick and pasty just suck it up and get sprayed. better safe than sorry...

Provo Keeps Me Young.

It's true. there are always so many activities, dessert parties, dance parties, you name it parties, that are constantly keeping provo children young and alive. to be honest, it's quite exhausting. thrilling, but exhausting. the older i get here in the valley, the more familiar faces become and we all just take in each others company and have a gay old time.

i'll tell you. provo suites me. FOR NOW. oh my word, just for now.

for now.

provo: you've given me great friends.

provo: you've given me a great start to another year.

provo darling : you keep impressing me...