Aliens Exist

Take me, night time driving, Kenzie, and no directions. What do you get?

LOST.

Yep. On the way home from my fantastic weekend at home I got lost.

Okay. Not really lost, but we went all the way into Pocatello, and then went down into Logan. It took forever, and I was pretty sure we were going to die. (There was flashing red lights and we thought they were aliens.)

Now I'm pretty convinced there are aliens outside of Pocatello.

Evidence:

1. As we got closer to the flashing lights, Kenz's computer paused the music with the program not even up. Scary.

2. Then she was trying to get a video of the flashing lights her phone shut off.

We were pretty scared. And super glad to get home even though it took us 6 hours instead of 4 1/2.

On a completely different note...Today is Valentine's Day!

And I got nothing.

Its a little sad being alone on Valentine's.

But that's alright. Tomorrow is a new day! Maybe I'll get a date sometime.

hmm...maybe with that cute guy in my class! I'll have to work on that.

I Believe.

Everything happens for a reason.

I'm pretty sure everybody has heard that saying. And I'm pretty sure its true.

Heavenly Father has a plan for me. And he knows me personally.

This has been a hard month. I've had some people disappoint me, some self-evaluating, and things that opened my eyes.

But I've also had some wonderful things happen in my life this month.

I've let the Gospel touch me in a way I never thought possible. I have opened my heart and I am truly coming to know Heavenly Father. I love him, and I KNOW without a doubt he knows me.

Otherwise...

He wouldn't have put me in the place I am in, with the people I am with.

I have made a great new friend this week. She is my Relief Society president and I admit, I was intimidated to get to know her. I mean she just just so GOOD! It never ceases to amaze me. But I gave it a shot and we spent some time together on Friday night and I am so glad. I know she is going to be a great friend to me, and she was an answer to a prayer.

I am so grateful for my classes. I have made great friends in my Shakespeare class. We have  a group that gets together to read the plays and it is so fun! I love meeting friends with common interests. Its great. :)

and I am pretty sure I've made  a new friend that will stay with me forever. It is my Savior. Its cheesy to say out here for all the world to see, but maybe I can touch somebody with my testimony.

I know He loves me and He will ALWAYS be there for me. No matter what.

Come, Listen to a Prophet's Voice

It's like NBD or anything but one of my heroes came to Utah State and spoke to us.

Actually...it is a big deal. It's basically the best thing ever.

Here we are waiting for Elder Holland to walk in. Best day ever.

Jeffrey R. Holland came to Logan today and gave an amazing talk.

I love that man so much. I literally started crying when he said his first word. Even though it was a joke.

This guy is so funny. He was blowing kisses, cracking jokes the whole time.

I truly can tell you that my testimony grew today. His example and spirit just permeated the room from the first moment he walked in.

My favorite quote of his is:

"No misfortune is so bad that whining about it won't make it worse"

I am a self-proclaimed 'whiner' and every time I catch myself having a bad attitude I think of this quote and I try to break myself out of the bad mood.

He is a great example and I am blessed to have been able to hear him speak.

I did it!

Well. I did it. 

Remember how in that last post I said something about a cute boy in class? Well I wasn't just making stuff up. There actually is a boy. 

And I did it. I talked to him today! 

And he gave a presentation so I could stare at him without it being creepy...

Okay. It was still a little creepy.

But I talked to him!! And I'm pretty sure he even knows my name now.

Things are looking up.

Awkward.

You know that awkward moment when you realize that you are tiptoeing around a person because you don't want to upset them or do something that will make them angry and never talk to you again?

I feel like that all of the time right now.

I'm trying to be open and make new friends (because I need new friends.), but it is just so hard.

I realized I don't really like to let people in.

What if they hurt me? What if one day they decide they don't actually like me anymore and it was all just a lie?

I have insecurity issues. Its kind of a new thing.

I want to be that outgoing person who goes up to the cute guy in class and says "Hey! Want to study together sometime?"

But you know what. I am NOT that person. I am good at pretending though.

Well. That was awkward for everyone reading about my insecurity issues.

Do you know what else is awkward?

When people walk by you talking and  you think they are talking to you, but then you realize they have headphones in and you deduce they are on the phone. But it is still awkward because when you talk with headphones that have a microphone you just look like you are talking to yourself. And that is awkward for everyone.

Also when you say hello to someone (e.g. on the bus, in a class, walking by them on campus) and they totally ignore you. So then you look like some freak who is pretending to have friends by waving to random people.

Or! When you are on the bus and you end up having to stand up and get squished between two people you do NOT know. This happened to me today. And the girl behind me kept bumping into me trying to get me to scoot up, but there was absolutely no room. I couldn't breathe. I was just waiting for that ride to be over.

Hey! Thanks for reading. You are AWESOME!

ABC

First day of classes. Awkward. 

Looking around hoping (praying, crossing fingers, etc.) that you know someone and don't look like a loner sitting by yourself. 

If you are lucky (like I happened to be this semester. YES!) and you find someone that you know, you hope they don't know anyone else in the class, because that would be weird. Trying to fight for the attention of the one person you know in the class.

Sitting in class the first day going through the syllabus (which is basically the same thing in every class) gauging how much homework you are going to have to do for the class. 

Then you realize the teacher is going to start teaching right off and you don't have your book. Awkward. 

OR: (This is even worse than sitting in class by yourself.) 

Going to the wrong class. 

I haven't done this (yet) but my friend told me that he went to the wrong class and had to stand up in the middle of it and just walk out. Talk about awkward. 

So there you go. My awkward first day of class blog post. Sorry its not the best...I just wasn't feeling it. But I promised. And I don't break promises. 

Have a lovely day.

P.S. I got my JB posters stolen today. I'm going to cry myself to sleep.

Another One Bites the Dust

 Winston Cherrybottom's life in pictures:

Setting Winston up in his tank

My large arm putting Winston in the tank

Swimming along happily...until

 Winston! McKenz! He hasn't moved in an hour...I think he's dead. And so he was...

Taking poor Winston out of the tank

Overwhelming emotions while taking Winston to his final resting place

There he goes...may he rest in peace.