If you have not already heard (which would be veeeeeery odd if you know me at ALL) I'm going to Riverside, California on a church mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I will be gone for a year and a half! Which sounds like a long time if you think of it as 547 days. But if you think of it as --I'll be back Oct. 2014--- it's not so bad!
I am beyond stoked and anyone in my family (except my dog, who is still learning English) will tell you that I cannot wait! If you would like to hear of my happenings in the mission field, THIS blog will contain weekly excerpts of my life written by yours truly. (although posted by my awesome mother who is also fantastic. )Once again, it will not be on the blog you are reading, it will be on THIS BLOG. Not lifeforeverhopeful, but this new one!! . click a link. any link. any link to http://hopesmission.blogspot.com/. Seriously. Click here.
Once I get back, I will post on this blog again, but for my temporary mission blog, I suggest you click one of the 347289375 links I have already given you :)
Also, if you want to know more about my church or what I believe, click here
aaaaand one more link to my mission blog
I love you!
The End
........................for now.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Friday, April 19, 2013
Too brain dead from studying to come up with a clever title.
As you recall, I have already blogged about finals. Not this semester (as that would be superfluous) but you may notice that we've already kinda been down this road. --Here's a secret.--- I will never NOT blog about finals. Why, you ask? because
If I'm talking about finals, it means I'm in the middle of finals.
If I'm in the middle of finals it means I'm supposed to be studying.
If I'm supposed to be studying, it means that I will look for any excuse to take a break.
And this is the excuse.
What shall we discuss? As long as it has nothing to due with statistics, entrepreneurship or chemistry, it's free game! how about what it means to be a BYU freshman? Being a BYU freshman means:
1. Being on a first-name basis with ANYONE who works at a restaurant on campus
2. Eating at the cannon center
3. Fearing for your life on April fools day because you are surrounded by a hall full of mischievous freshman girls
4. Watching every disney movie ever made ever
5. Seriously contemplating filing a PDA petition
6. Studying outside when it's sunny
7. Having an infinite "oh, s/he's just a freshman" get-away-with-anything card
8. Getting a free mug on campus
9. Anyone you ever knew or ever knew of ever in your life getting a mission call
10. Getting a mission call
11. Sleeping way too much
12. Sleeping way too little
13. Freaking out when you figure out the person you sit next to is married
14. Freaking freaking out when they bring their baby to class
15. Getting the first wedding announcements from people your age and wanting to curl up in a corner and only eat hot pockets for the rest of your life
16. Avoiding saying you're a freshman at all costs
17. Watching waaaaay too much netflix
18. Getting friendly with the vending machines
19. People using you for your meal card
20. Meeting upperclassmen and trying to discretely hypnotize them into asking you out
21. Going to see a lot of local bands. Some good, some.....spirited
22. Crying with joy when you come home because there is real food.
23. The freshman 15.....
24......turning in the freshman 50
I'm sure there are more, but I've really procrastinated much too long. Here we go. (finally)
If I'm talking about finals, it means I'm in the middle of finals.
If I'm in the middle of finals it means I'm supposed to be studying.
If I'm supposed to be studying, it means that I will look for any excuse to take a break.
And this is the excuse.
What shall we discuss? As long as it has nothing to due with statistics, entrepreneurship or chemistry, it's free game! how about what it means to be a BYU freshman? Being a BYU freshman means:
1. Being on a first-name basis with ANYONE who works at a restaurant on campus
2. Eating at the cannon center
3. Fearing for your life on April fools day because you are surrounded by a hall full of mischievous freshman girls
4. Watching every disney movie ever made ever
5. Seriously contemplating filing a PDA petition
6. Studying outside when it's sunny
7. Having an infinite "oh, s/he's just a freshman" get-away-with-anything card
8. Getting a free mug on campus
9. Anyone you ever knew or ever knew of ever in your life getting a mission call
10. Getting a mission call
11. Sleeping way too much
12. Sleeping way too little
13. Freaking out when you figure out the person you sit next to is married
14. Freaking freaking out when they bring their baby to class
15. Getting the first wedding announcements from people your age and wanting to curl up in a corner and only eat hot pockets for the rest of your life
16. Avoiding saying you're a freshman at all costs
17. Watching waaaaay too much netflix
18. Getting friendly with the vending machines
19. People using you for your meal card
20. Meeting upperclassmen and trying to discretely hypnotize them into asking you out
21. Going to see a lot of local bands. Some good, some.....spirited
22. Crying with joy when you come home because there is real food.
23. The freshman 15.....
24......turning in the freshman 50
I'm sure there are more, but I've really procrastinated much too long. Here we go. (finally)
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
It's been a good run
*disclaimer* I am writing this post because
1. my mother asked me to write this post
2. I really don't want to study for finals (it's amazing how productive you can be when you're avoiding a chemistry test)
3. I've been working on my farewell talk for a solid 2 hours and still have nothing to show for it.
Hello friends! The events that occur in this post actually happened last week, but my body was too fatigued to exert the approximately .01 calories it takes to type this out.
Flashback to last wednesday. It was my sister's birthday.
(Shout out to Liz who had her birthday on Wednesday and also doesn't read this blog!)
As per ush, we went out to dinner as a family to a veeeeeeeeeery Hope-approved restaurant that I totally forgot the name of. (Order the fish.) We talked about the reasons we love Liz, certain movie trailers for Despicable Me 2, and the fact that I ran 5.64 miles that day. And the fact that I ran 5.64 miles that day. And also my 5.64 mile run. (I was very enthusiastic about it.) Luckily, my family is my family and they listened to my braggart-y self for more minutes than it took me to actually run the run. They also teased me and I love them.
Then we had cake and my run didn't matter anymore.
The next day I was so stoked about the last day's run that I decided to do it again. I started running in a new direction, which meant that I had no idea how far I was running. I just sort of....didn't stop.
Reasons why Hope didn't stop running
1. she has the "oh-it's just adding a liiiiiiiiittle bit by going up another street" mentality
2. she runs uphill first and therefore feels like she can run downhill forever (don't try to understand it, it doesn't make sense)
3. she is competitive to the point of betting with herself. (ex: I bet you a dollar you can't make it up that hill without stopping)
4. watching the mileage add up on mapmyrun.com after you've already run creates a feeling of euphoria second only to winning ten million dollars.
Also,
*******The Next piece of information may NEVER be held against me*******
on the way back home, she remembered how close two of the guys she kind-of-sort-has-a-crush-on live. so she took a quick detour to their apartment (they live like next door to each other) and it added a good mile to her tally.
Hey. I'm just a girl.
anyways, when I came home and mapped-my-run it turned out to be (hold your streamers and confetti at the ready)
9.61 miles.
whoop
except I was really disappointed that I didn't make it to 10. Also, I remembered that it was my mom's birthday (she's a suuuuuuuuuuuper awesome-opposum marathon veteran runner) and that I hadn't gotten her a gift. so I decided to take my jelly legs back outside, and run two times around the track for a total of 10.11 miles. happy birthday, mom.
I'd love to spend time reflecting on this accomplishment but.....I gotta run!
1. my mother asked me to write this post
2. I really don't want to study for finals (it's amazing how productive you can be when you're avoiding a chemistry test)
3. I've been working on my farewell talk for a solid 2 hours and still have nothing to show for it.
Hello friends! The events that occur in this post actually happened last week, but my body was too fatigued to exert the approximately .01 calories it takes to type this out.
Flashback to last wednesday. It was my sister's birthday.
(Shout out to Liz who had her birthday on Wednesday and also doesn't read this blog!)
As per ush, we went out to dinner as a family to a veeeeeeeeeery Hope-approved restaurant that I totally forgot the name of. (Order the fish.) We talked about the reasons we love Liz, certain movie trailers for Despicable Me 2, and the fact that I ran 5.64 miles that day. And the fact that I ran 5.64 miles that day. And also my 5.64 mile run. (I was very enthusiastic about it.) Luckily, my family is my family and they listened to my braggart-y self for more minutes than it took me to actually run the run. They also teased me and I love them.
Then we had cake and my run didn't matter anymore.
The next day I was so stoked about the last day's run that I decided to do it again. I started running in a new direction, which meant that I had no idea how far I was running. I just sort of....didn't stop.
Reasons why Hope didn't stop running
1. she has the "oh-it's just adding a liiiiiiiiittle bit by going up another street" mentality
2. she runs uphill first and therefore feels like she can run downhill forever (don't try to understand it, it doesn't make sense)
3. she is competitive to the point of betting with herself. (ex: I bet you a dollar you can't make it up that hill without stopping)
4. watching the mileage add up on mapmyrun.com after you've already run creates a feeling of euphoria second only to winning ten million dollars.
Also,
*******The Next piece of information may NEVER be held against me*******
on the way back home, she remembered how close two of the guys she kind-of-sort-has-a-crush-on live. so she took a quick detour to their apartment (they live like next door to each other) and it added a good mile to her tally.
Hey. I'm just a girl.
anyways, when I came home and mapped-my-run it turned out to be (hold your streamers and confetti at the ready)
9.61 miles.
whoop
except I was really disappointed that I didn't make it to 10. Also, I remembered that it was my mom's birthday (she's a suuuuuuuuuuuper awesome-opposum marathon veteran runner) and that I hadn't gotten her a gift. so I decided to take my jelly legs back outside, and run two times around the track for a total of 10.11 miles. happy birthday, mom.
I'd love to spend time reflecting on this accomplishment but.....I gotta run!
Monday, April 1, 2013
Testing happiness
Picture your happy place.
Where is it? Disneyland? Palm Springs? Florida? Well mine is the BYU testing Center.
Wait, wait, wait, please don't think that it's because I love taking tests (because believe me, I do NOT) nor is it the endless line to get a bubble sheet, or the random coughs throughout the room that foreshadow a sickness in your very near future. No. For this venue to achieve the status of "happy place" you must first abandon the regular downstairs room that seats about 5 million, and make the wonderful trudge to the upstairs music room.
this beautiful little brainchild of some music-loving faculty member long ago is an intimate little room with about 40 desks, and it is always playing wordless music for you to enjoy whilst bubbling answers. (yes, that would be a run-on sentence, but I won't fix it because I'm feeling rebellious today)
While this is a wonderful thing, what truly makes this bump disneyland down to the 2nd happiest place on earth is the seat. THE seat. It's a seat right nest to the window, and it is what dreams are made of. I try to go start taking my tests about 5:00 PM so that you can see the beautiful collegic landscape transition from late afternoon to sunset to dusk (these tests are long.) It forces you to contemplate the whole university experience as little inch-sized students bustle in and out of your third story picture frame.
I mean, whenever you are contemplating which is MORE correct A, C, or F, it helps to glimpse a little piece of someone's day. walking out of the testing center, sitting under a tree studying, holding hands with a new beau, they're just quick snapshots that reminds you that there's more to life than getting 96.7% on your statistics test. that there's in fact more to life than even life.
so while the thrill of the matterhorn may entice some, and relaxing on a beach is paradise to others, give me a stuffy little room with crackling mozart in the background, and you've got yourself one happy girl.
Saturday, March 30, 2013
Here ya go!
Hello lovely people that I love! I saw this video, and I thought you'd enjoy it. watch the whole thing and be inspired to be your best self!
i knew you'd love it.
Go be awesome!
Go be awesome!
Monday, March 18, 2013
THNGVBD
Who has read this book?
If you have not read this book, then I am sorry to say that you are not literarily cultured. EVERY child/adult/mammal/amphibian should read Alexandar and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
.....you see where this is going.
I am about to pitch you the idea for a sequel: Hope and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
Alexandar's book starts out "I went to sleep with gum in my mouth, and now there's gum in my hair."
well.
I did NOT go to sleep with gum in my mouth and wake up with gum in my hair. In fact, I did not go to sleep at ALL!!!!! this may not seem like a big deal, but let the record show that I have NEVER pulled an all nighter before.....and apparently it makes me CAPS HAPPY because as I'm looking back at my post thus far there are a TON of caps.
anyways, I didn't go to sleep because I had to study for this craaaaaaaaaazy chemistry test that I took at 10 in the morning. I downloaded the review sheet, read about 40 pages of dense, molecule-infused nonsense, and took meticulus notes on everything in the review packet. I didn't even take
b
r
e
a
k
s
unless they were 2 hours apart from each other and lasted the length of a taylor swift song. which reminds me. I found this little beauty
whaaaaaaaaaaa? did two nine year olds just go on my dream date? yes.
so anyways, I went to go take my test, and........I knew NOTHING!!!! seriously! the review had (and I'm being literal) ONE questions that had to do with ANYTHING on the review sheet! the rest was Greek! and not the multiple choice Greek!
I missed one day of class last week due to illness and BAM! apparently that was the only class we needed to attend for this test or something crazy like that.
on the upside, if you ever want to chat tropinone synthesis, i'm available.
so after I failed that test, I went to get lunch and they told me that they were all out of my fave soup! So I took my second fave soup home to take a nap when I realized.....I was locked out!
PICTURE: a sleepy, may-or-may-not-have-showered college freshman eating soup on the floor next to her locked door.
it gets better.
So i have to go to class.......until 5:00PM! Atfter which I go to the CANC to get a spare key. lo and behold
wait for it
my roommate has checked out the spare key and won't be coming home until late tonight!
thus began my quest to find my R.A. (not home) and subsequently must hunt down ANY RA in my building.
which leads us to me. blogging. staying awake until 7:00 because of a group project. that's 32 hours people. thirty-two hou-rs.
in the words of Alexandar the wise:
"I think I'll move to Australia. "
If you have not read this book, then I am sorry to say that you are not literarily cultured. EVERY child/adult/mammal/amphibian should read Alexandar and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
.....you see where this is going.
I am about to pitch you the idea for a sequel: Hope and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
Alexandar's book starts out "I went to sleep with gum in my mouth, and now there's gum in my hair."
well.
I did NOT go to sleep with gum in my mouth and wake up with gum in my hair. In fact, I did not go to sleep at ALL!!!!! this may not seem like a big deal, but let the record show that I have NEVER pulled an all nighter before.....and apparently it makes me CAPS HAPPY because as I'm looking back at my post thus far there are a TON of caps.
anyways, I didn't go to sleep because I had to study for this craaaaaaaaaazy chemistry test that I took at 10 in the morning. I downloaded the review sheet, read about 40 pages of dense, molecule-infused nonsense, and took meticulus notes on everything in the review packet. I didn't even take
b
r
e
a
k
s
unless they were 2 hours apart from each other and lasted the length of a taylor swift song. which reminds me. I found this little beauty
whaaaaaaaaaaa? did two nine year olds just go on my dream date? yes.
so anyways, I went to go take my test, and........I knew NOTHING!!!! seriously! the review had (and I'm being literal) ONE questions that had to do with ANYTHING on the review sheet! the rest was Greek! and not the multiple choice Greek!
I missed one day of class last week due to illness and BAM! apparently that was the only class we needed to attend for this test or something crazy like that.
on the upside, if you ever want to chat tropinone synthesis, i'm available.
so after I failed that test, I went to get lunch and they told me that they were all out of my fave soup! So I took my second fave soup home to take a nap when I realized.....I was locked out!
PICTURE: a sleepy, may-or-may-not-have-showered college freshman eating soup on the floor next to her locked door.
it gets better.
So i have to go to class.......until 5:00PM! Atfter which I go to the CANC to get a spare key. lo and behold
wait for it
my roommate has checked out the spare key and won't be coming home until late tonight!
thus began my quest to find my R.A. (not home) and subsequently must hunt down ANY RA in my building.
which leads us to me. blogging. staying awake until 7:00 because of a group project. that's 32 hours people. thirty-two hou-rs.
in the words of Alexandar the wise:
"I think I'll move to Australia. "
Monday, March 11, 2013
60 things I loves!!
Sometimes I get really frustrated because I can't read my TA's handwriting on my paper, and I have to figure out what wrsovy (seriously that's what it looks like!) means.
so instead I decide to make a list of 60 things that I lalalove!
1. water bottles that have cold water
2. when you have a scrubby-dub-dub clean room
3.people with funny laughs
4. Those chips that are the PERFECT shape for salsa dipping
5. realizing that your assignment isn't due for another week
6. going to bed early
7. being just the right temperature
8. people who have an E in their first name
9. the day after laundry day
10. when you hear a Birtish phrase ("my bird's cute") on campus
11. when you get to watch a new episode of your most fav-a-lave show
12. really soft tissues that make your nose happy
13. when babies don't spit up on you
14. when you find a new favorite band and you're not sick of their songs yet
15. when you think you have no more clean socks but you find some in the veeeeery back of the bureau
16. the word "bureau"
17. when my crushy texts me first
18. the smell of warm (enter favorite baked good here) wafting from the oven
19. the cannon center the cannon center the cannon center.
20. when you're super hungry and remember that you have a treat in the fridge
21. when you talk to someone right after you brush your teeth
22. when you see your grandparents
23. when you pull off a wink super smoothly
24. when you get an A on a paper
25. clipping your nails just the right length
26. when you see someone that you haven't seen in way too long
27. not having food in your teeth
28. when you remembered to get napkins!
29. when you eat a perfectly ripe berry (yummeh!)
30. when you see a really inspirational video
31. a good find at the D.I.
32. cuddles/snuggles
33. snuggles/cuddles
34. when you have extra credit in a class at the beginning of the semester so it says you have over
100%
35. when someone uses "whom" correctly
36. dancing like a crazy person
37. spring in provo!!!
38. puppy. any puppy. ever.
39. getting the perfect milk to cereal ratio
40. daily odd compliments
41. laughing hysterically
42. apps and zerts
43. people with accents
44. finding a new place to study
45. running!
46. people who will run/play tennis/ swim/ basically any exercise-ical activity with you
47. attractive people making ugly faces
48. someone brushing your hair....... seriously.
49. giving foot rubs to peoples I loves
50. well dressed peers
51. finding other people who don't own iPhones (prehistorics unite!)
52. when blogger autocorrects iphones to iPhones and you realize that this world is crazy-techno
53. watching on old favorite movie
54. any excuse to say the word "gumbo"
55. soup in a bread bowl
56. cooking for people
57. phone calls from people I lalalove
58. people who look good in hats
59. when you eat something messy and don't spill
60. the fact that my phone has a "shnooz" button instead of a "snooze" button
and of course you.
so instead I decide to make a list of 60 things that I lalalove!
1. water bottles that have cold water
2. when you have a scrubby-dub-dub clean room
3.people with funny laughs
4. Those chips that are the PERFECT shape for salsa dipping
5. realizing that your assignment isn't due for another week
6. going to bed early
7. being just the right temperature
8. people who have an E in their first name
9. the day after laundry day
10. when you hear a Birtish phrase ("my bird's cute") on campus
11. when you get to watch a new episode of your most fav-a-lave show
12. really soft tissues that make your nose happy
13. when babies don't spit up on you
14. when you find a new favorite band and you're not sick of their songs yet
15. when you think you have no more clean socks but you find some in the veeeeery back of the bureau
16. the word "bureau"
17. when my crushy texts me first
18. the smell of warm (enter favorite baked good here) wafting from the oven
19. the cannon center the cannon center the cannon center.
20. when you're super hungry and remember that you have a treat in the fridge
21. when you talk to someone right after you brush your teeth
22. when you see your grandparents
23. when you pull off a wink super smoothly
24. when you get an A on a paper
25. clipping your nails just the right length
26. when you see someone that you haven't seen in way too long
27. not having food in your teeth
28. when you remembered to get napkins!
29. when you eat a perfectly ripe berry (yummeh!)
30. when you see a really inspirational video
31. a good find at the D.I.
32. cuddles/snuggles
33. snuggles/cuddles
34. when you have extra credit in a class at the beginning of the semester so it says you have over
100%
35. when someone uses "whom" correctly
36. dancing like a crazy person
37. spring in provo!!!
38. puppy. any puppy. ever.
39. getting the perfect milk to cereal ratio
40. daily odd compliments
41. laughing hysterically
42. apps and zerts
43. people with accents
44. finding a new place to study
45. running!
46. people who will run/play tennis/ swim/ basically any exercise-ical activity with you
47. attractive people making ugly faces
48. someone brushing your hair....... seriously.
49. giving foot rubs to peoples I loves
50. well dressed peers
51. finding other people who don't own iPhones (prehistorics unite!)
52. when blogger autocorrects iphones to iPhones and you realize that this world is crazy-techno
53. watching on old favorite movie
54. any excuse to say the word "gumbo"
55. soup in a bread bowl
56. cooking for people
57. phone calls from people I lalalove
58. people who look good in hats
59. when you eat something messy and don't spill
60. the fact that my phone has a "shnooz" button instead of a "snooze" button
and of course you.
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