show me the true blooded aggie from utah

i went to my first college football game. i sat in the student section, it felt like home. i was surrounded with all of my roommates and new friends and i was genuinely happy. utah state's student section is so loud it is almost over-whelming. we are known through out the nation for having the loudest and rowdiest student section. it was fantastic to be a part of something like that and i am so proud to call myself an aggie.
we played southern utah university and kicked their trash. 34-3. stand strong, stand together.

if you are wondering who that guy is in that picture... that is the guy who's truck i left my number on.

p.s. this weekend angie is coming to pick me up and we are going to bear lake for a few days! i am so excited. i've missed my best friend!


and just like that.

i went on a date yesterday. he picked me up and told me we were going for a drive through the mountains. oh, my favorite. i climbed up in his truck and we were off. it wasn't awkward and conversation came easy. he made me laugh. we were only a little ways into the canyon when he turned onto a dirt road. for the next 4 hours we drove on a rocky trail through the mountains. it was pure bliss. the windows were down, my hair was blowing around and country music was blasting. my bare feet hung out the window and we sang every word. the sun came down on my face and i was perfectly happy.

we carved our names in a tree, splashed around in a stream and he showed me a spectacular view. he pointed out all of his hunting spots, told me crazy stories and even let me drive his truck. he bought me dinner and we watched a movie. we hugged each other goodnight and that was the end of that. 

today we hung out again. our goodnight hug lasted longer than last nights.

good things come to girls who leave their numbers on strangers trucks.

college is great, life is good & i am happy. 


one week down

college is crazy. i have literally not had five free minutes that i could just sit down and blog. im coming to find out that time management is everything. so much has been going on this last week its hard to remember all of it. life has been moving non stop and i am exhausted. but let me tell you what happened this weekend.

i was walking with some friends around campus heading toward an apartment complex. as i was wandering through the parking lot, i laid eyes on the nicest truck i've seen up here at college. i just had to do something about it. my roommate handed me a piece of paper and i wrote on it, "hey, you have a really nice truck. if your single my number is, 888-888-8888." i stuck the paper under his windshield wiper. guess who got a phone call an hour later? this girl. i've been texting the kid with the sexy truck ever since. cross your fingers on this one.

and then i went to my first frat party. true story. im not going to lie, it was pretty crazy and i was totally out of my comfort zone but i secretly loved it.

saturday rolled around and i had officially been asked on my first date. the boy asked me to go to the demolition derby with him in idaho. i couldn't say no. he picked me up, and we had a 45 minute drive to idaho. the mister only took the back country roads to get to get there. i felt right at home. after being cooped up on campus for a week, it felt so amazing to be flying down the back roads through farm country with the windows down. i felt whole again. blasting country music and singing at the top of my lungs made me feel like the old me. that might have been the highlight of the date. over-all it was a great night.

that brings me to today. i start my real classes tomorrow morning and i am scared. me and my roommates get along wonderfully and i'm glad i get to live with them. they make me laugh, think, and push myself. i couldn't have asked for this transition to college life to go any smoother. life is good and im happy. first week on my own was a success.



nights like these make me miss home.
the fact that all of my roommates have a guy friend over, or they are out with guys and i'm just sitting here alone makes me mad. its not because i haven't tried. i've put myself out there, i've been uncomfortable and i've spent a lot of time out of my comfort zone. so far no guy has given me the time of day while all my roommates are out doing something with a guy they just met yesterday. why hasn't that happened to me?
don't get me wrong, i love college. but its hard.

tonight i want to be home. i want to be five minutes away from my best friend and only a text message away from a hug. i want to be back where i know i can ride in a truck whenever i want.

i'll be honest, i'm having a really hard time finding my place here. i really love college, but tonight is hard.


from room 301

i've been at college for one day. a full 24 hours away from home. at the moment it still feels like a dream, but i'm slowly adjusting to the changes. i've already learned a few things while i've been here.

1. don't trust everyone you meet. close your bedroom door when you leave.
2. first impressions are usually wrong.
3. be friendly! smile at everyone, and talk to people even when its awkward.
4. leave your comfort zone. do things that scare you.
5. time management is everything. i've been here for one day and i already realize how important it is. im having a tough time trying to balance everything, and school hasn't even started yet.
6. write stuff down.
7. if you don't ask, the answer is always no.
8. last but not least, always meet up with your blogging friends when possible.

the first real day of college was a wild success. except my feet are really sore from walking across campus 3 times. no more of that. 



i am here. i am alive and i have no idea what im doing.
i haven't even been here for more than 24 hours and i know my patience is really going to be tried.
now, i have a paper to write.


6 years.

i've been thinking about this post for a really, really long time. its hard for me to find the words to say, the most difficult post i've had to write. nothing i write seems good enough, or even begins to cover how i really feel, but here it goes.

i was freshly 12 years old and new to the 7th grade. i didn't know my way around the junior high or much about anything. my mom pressured me into playing an instrument, and just like that i found myself in the music store picking out a clarinet. little did i know, God was pressuring another 12 year old into playing the clarinet.

i was sitting in band class and the teacher made us split up to do something. i sat by myself. i was staring at the carpet when i saw a wadded up paper ball roll into my view. i opened it and read "whats up?" when i looked up i saw a blond headed girl waving me towards her. for a second i thought the note was meant for someone else, but she kept waving at me. i got up and walked across the room. i pulled up a chair and sat down next to her.

that was six years ago.

we have been together almost every day since then. angie is, without a doubt, my all-time best friend. it is such a blessing to be able to call someone a best friend. i don't take those words for granted. the words best friend have such a deeper meaning than just "friends." i have grown to understand what the meaning of best friend really is. it is such a privilege to call someone your best friend and to know that someone else calls you their best friend. it is powerful to know that someone needs you just as much as you need them.

i wish i could tell you all of the great times we've had together, but i can't get six years of memories into one post. our memories together are one of my greatest treasures and something i will always hold close to my heart. six years is a long time. we grew in so many ways. we grew to be the same person, to be able to finish each other's sentences. in all reality, she shaped me into the person i am today. without her, i would be nothing like i am now. i couldn't of chosen a better person to be like. i am so thankful that i have had an example like her in my life. someone so great that i could look up to. someone who i could learn from and want to be better because of her example. 

i'm not writing this so my followers know how much she means to me. im writing this so you, angela, know how much you mean to me. your friendship means so much that it brings me to tears. i know when i get older, i will look back on my teenage years and say that they were the best. i get to tell my children stories about my best friend, and all of the crazy things we did together. i know that my husband will hear all about you, and all of the hell we raised. no matter where life takes us, you were apart of my life at one point and that will always make me happy.

when i think of our friendship, i will always remember the times we spent with our country boys. i will remember the midnight drives around utah lake listening to country music. i will remember our sunday night drives up the canyon and the time we ran across the frozen lake. i will remember all the times you came and picked me up because i was in a bad mood. i will remember our countless costa vida runs, ice cream runs, campfires, camping trips and our endless laughter. i will remember the times with josh & jared, all of the rides we took in trucks. the time i almost peed my pants on the way to silver lake, or when i choked on a sunflower seed. i'll remember the time the water jet shot you in the face, the time we went streaking, and all of the times we hiked to the falls. i'll remember going on double dates, hanging out with your family, and all of our sleepovers. the time we tried to wake josh up through his back window, or the time we broke into jareds house. i'll never forget the concerts we went to, the time we went to disneyland by ourselves or our trip to spring city. i'll never forget moab or all the times we went sledding and ice blocking. ill always remember trick or treating with you and the fall spent with the barnetts. i'll remember summer of 7th grade, hanging out with justin & corbin. all of the times we walked on the canal and went to the baseball fields. all of the times we went four wheeling or digging. we have so many memories that i keep close to my heart and these don't even begin to cover it, not even close. 

these were the best years of my life. things are going to be different now. im moving away, and your going to school, but i want you to know that our friendship will never change. its true, things will never be the same, but this is only the beginning. we have our whole lives ahead of us to be friends and do crazy things.
yes, aspects of our lives will change, but our friendship will not. this is definitely not the end, i am sure.

thank you for everything angie. thank you for listening to me whine for the last 6 years. for being a shoulder to cry on and keeping all of my secrets. thank you for being my only support system when no one else was there. thank you for literally being my only friend when everyone else turned their back. your friendship means more to me than you will ever know. i'm so excited to see where it goes after this. me moving away is just the beginning, we still have our whole lives ahead of us to be best friends. i love you.


we are never listening to that song again.

i'd like to stop by for a second and say that taylor swifts new song is awful.
if i ever hear that song on country radio, i will scream.
she is no longer country music, and should not even be grouped into the same category. or even close.
she now falls under the same category as justin bieber & selena gomez.

that is all.


the end.

life is a whirl wind right now. i have a huge headache.
i am finally home after ten hours of driving. california was a lot of fun, but there is something to be said about hometowns. i missed seeing all of the cowboys and big trucks while i was in california. nothing feels better than being home. especially when you live in an awesome state like utah.

so this is it, i move in 5 days. the next five days are going to be extremely busy because i have been gone for the last two weeks. i haven't done any packing for school, so things are going to get crazy. on top of all of the packing, and running errands, i still have a lot of things planned with my best friend. i'm tellin ya, these 5 days are going to go by fast. wish me luck, these are my last days in pleasant grove.


the story i never told.

when i was just fifteen years old, i found the cowboy of my dreams. i was unbelievably happy and i was in love. we planned our whole lives out. he was older than me, and he could provide for me. he had 2 steady jobs and treated me like royalty. i saw stars and completely ignored my parents caution. as a fifteen year old, i felt loved, something i felt from no one else. he was the first guy to give me the time of day. we had our perfect little life. we planned everything out just right for our future. i was going to move out the day i was 18 and marry that boy, i was determined. winter came, and our relationship turned cold just like the weather. i was completely and utterly heartbroken. crushed.

things obviously didn't turn out how we wanted. almost 4 years have passed, and my life is nothing how i planned. due to that relationship, i didn't get much of a high school experience. i hated those 3 years. they were awful, and i dreaded every single day. i sat at home on the weekends more often than not. i wasted 3 years of my life, always hoping for better days in the future. i have no one to blame but me. i couldn't escape my problems, and i sat and wished my days away. i couldn't undo what was done, and i needed a new slate.

i knew college was my re-start. i would move away to where no one knew me, and i could be whoever i wanted to be. i wouldn't have to tell any of  those people my past and i could start everything over again. they would only know what i told them. college was my only escape, and i couldn't wait to leave. i was 15 years old when i knew i had to leave this town.

fast forward to now. i am moving in 8 days. i still don't have very many friends but that's okay. i keep the ones i have close to my heart. my ex boyfriend from years ago is now one of my dearest friends. i still hang out with his sweet mother often. my feelings of this town never changed. as much as i love it, i don't have any opportunities here. i swore when i was 15 that i'd move, so that is what im doing.

i know that lately i have sounded sad about moving, and its true. the closer it gets, the more i don't want to move. i've gotten really cold feet lately and honestly, i just want to stay here forever with the people i love. this town has shaped me into the person i am today, and im so sad to leave it. i'm still going to move, because its always been what i've wanted. i know its what is best for me. the only option that i have left, i need to start my life sometime and its obviously not starting here. i am so scared, but i am going to be strong and go through with it. i really hate change, but im going to tough it out. this next little while is going to be hard. college is going to be hard. living on my own is going to be hard. but i am going to do it, because its what i've always wanted. im scared, but i will be okay. as much as it hurts me to leave, it needs to be done. cowgirl up.

p.s. what you read is the condensed version. 



i have so many feelings right now and i don't know how to share them. my thoughts are a jumbled mess. i am truly an emotional wreck. life is changing so fast and it makes me sad.

i am moving in a week and a half. i won't be blogging very much for the next little while. i have so much to do, and no time to do it. i want to spend as much time as i possibly can with the people i love, so blogging is going on the back burner for a bit. i'm going to raise a little bit more hell with my friends before i leave and soak up every second i can with them. i'm going to go out with a bang.

the next time you hear from me i will probably be sitting in an unknown dorm room with a stranger on a bed that is not my own.


iceberg straight ahead

i'm going straight to hell in a hand basket.

i went to a titanic exhibit in downtown san diego. it was a really good, humbling exhibit. i enjoyed it.
we went to lunch at famous anthony's fish grotto. (well its famous around here anyway)
after that we decided to wander on over to the USS midway for some aircraft carrier fun. i was really hoping i would see some hot navy sailors. unfortunately i didn't see any. but i did see a lot of other cool things.

p.s. thank you to everyone who gave me college advice. if you feel like there is anything you must share, i'd love to hear. comment on the post below if you have any advice for me! 


help please.

alright, so the time has come. im leaving to college in exactly two weeks.
im moving out on my own for my very first time and starting my freshman year of college.

so this is where i need you. please give me all of your college advice!
anyone who has gone to college before, or lived on their own before, i want to hear from you.
what are the things you wish you knew the first time? what are some helpful hints?
so please, send me all of your college advice. i'd love to hear.

but really, you all better comment.

 pictures from the beach yesterday.