a functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me.

invoices are da BEST. YUM. maybe i should just stay here forever, yeah?

on another note, the more i differentiate between profit and non-profit organizations, the more i'm determined to work for one. (non-profit) i'm not saying, of course, that everything should be non-profit, or everyone should only work for non-profit, that would be ridiculous, and not america, i just would like that to be my path. and before you say it, yes i do WANT to be poor. HA.

also. i know it's dumb. but sometimes it's REALLY hard to not get excited about things that are happening in...

forever.

like. the summer.

and stuff...like reuniting with people who seem to read my mind from whatever thousand miles away. and tell me i'm "the BAWST". (kbk) hahaha.

silly. meanwhile, 57 days 10 hours 8 minutes 10 seconds til midnight of that DAY.
after which i think i'll be a little busier, my head full of things other than whether or not we paid for that last shipment.

and yay for alice in wonderland winning TWO oscars! not that it really matters. but i love that film. :)

another equation for the provokiddz

reese's puffs + HOMEMADE french toast + utah lake + mochi + sister & sister's bff talks + sleeping in + cocoa bean artisan chocolate + fluffy snow + finding skirts that are mission appropriate AND attractive to missy = thanks, you wonnnnderful friendies. :)

BLEH.

(that was the barfing noise chunk makes. on "The Goonies".)

i really don't like this blog. i love the period of time in my life that it covers, but i don't feel that i've portrayed what i can/should to the world.

particularly because i went through my indie brat phase immediately after it began. haha.

therefore, it's going to die. (and by die, i mean i'm going to stop writing in it. i don't think i'll delete it. yet. maybe.)

i wanted to have some awesome-special-reboost as my 100th post, perhaps redeeming everything... but i wasn't paying attention, and it's actually just the post in which i announced my mission call. but i think that's fitting. because that's why this is ending.

I believe The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints to contain the most true gospel on the earth right now. And I know it's the one true way to happiness. Therefore, although I am conSIDerably flawed, I have chosen to dedicate the next 18 months (beginning April 27th) of my life to sharing it with others. I will be a representative of the church all day, every day, 24-7. It's just something I need to do. I want to help people to find love and happiness and worth in their lives; I've been so blessed, I know there are lots of things I need to do in return. And, for me personally, this is one of them.

SO. i will write til my bday. or something. maybe til i leave. i'm not having anyone in my family post my emails on my blog or facebook, i'd rather just write an old-fashioned letter to anyone that wants to hear from me. (and i've love to hear from you!) i'll post my address later. when it's closer. BUT. this is the official explanation of why this blog is going to be done when i leave.

i love blogging, i think i'll do it somewhere else, when i get back...we'll see. :)

you swept me away.

welp. about one year ago, i started this blog. and in about six weeks, it's going to die. but it was nice.

my heart's almost tired from all the love that's gushed out for

my sibs
my padres
my cousins
my grandparents
my aunts and uncles
my nephew
my bests
my friends
my leaders
my roomies
kids from kaysville/fh/f-ington/layton
kids [living in] provo
far-away missionaries
far-away anyone
my ward(s)
my neighbors
my schoolmates
my leaders (religious, scholastic, government..al?)

...a lot of people.
but it can't be tired. because the more i, or rather one, loves, the more love one has. and i get to go love a whole lot of washingtonians i've never met in just a little while.
and i couldn't be more excited. it is a very important thing, to everyone, to love, and be loved. i think President Monson puts it well:
go love someone.
also, i love you.

...this time: isolated in the room, where the [auditors lurk]

i love him. (Sufjan).

i also love fleet foxes. please purchase their new album in honor of everything wonderful, six days after i leave.

and guess what. it's THURSDAY. i'm starting to think it may be my favorite day. more so at school, where i can legitmately start the weekend (by playing til two...or later...) but. 30 rock and community are playing in kville tonight too...then yoga...

and i'm not going to provo this weekend. it's my goal. i'm not even allowed to accidentally go. i'm staying here. HA.

and please, the term is, "urban anglophile", not "indie kid". (thank you, [whoever reviewed Reservoir (deluxe edition) by Fanfarlo on itunes], for being so politically correct.)

also chistoso:

m: oh dang it, i forgot my...well. we can just carry...don't put them, no! don't use--
a: stop being so GREEN!

madre: where are you going?!
hija: the bathroom! i have to go really bad! i've had to for like--
padres (in unison): NO, you DON'T!

WELP.

i hate wednesdays. lots of "still"s on this one.

stomach still feels weird.

still tired.

still miss tyty and rachie.

still have lots of things to do...to my room, to write, to buy...

bleh. (still love making that barfing noise...haha)

perhaps tonight would be a good night for the swimming.

or...to get rid of some of the "still"s. probably. hmmmmm.

finally :)

washington everett. april 27th.

kaysville...is so cute.

SO. i live in davis county, right? ultimate sparkly mormon bubble?
yes.
adorable?
yes.
did the postmaster call my home (completely voluntarily) a few minutes ago to confirm the presence of a certain envelope with perhaps a mission call inside it, asking if we'd like to come pick it up early, or wait a few hours for him to bring it?
why yes, yes he did.

i think this is about to be the longest ten hours of my life. haha...