Thank Heavens for the Priesthood and good friends.

Yesterday I got a call from one of my best friends sounding rather hysterical, asking for my dad's number. Then after a few more phone calls I found out that one of my other best friend's dad had just passed away and they didn't know how or why but they needed a blessing from my dad since she's at college at SUU. It was such a shock, and I got thinking about how I used to be at her house all the time when I was little, and cooking with her dad or teasing and laughing, and I have to admit it really upset me. It's always been hard for me to not feel awful when someone dies, even if I didn't know them. I just always feel so bad for those who are so close to them, and I thought of my friend who's just starting college and her little sister who's only in middle school. It hurt. I missed my dad a lot and realized how grateful I am for my family and how much I miss them; how grateful I am for the gospel and knowing the cliche of "they're in a better place". I'm so glad that we know about the plan of salvation and that we know the big picture is more than just this life. I'm sure it's a happy reunion for him on the other side, and there's so much comfort in that.
I'm also so thankful for the preisthood, I just felt so. Blech. Ya know? And I could always go to my dad for a blessing, but he was sort of two hours away. So I asked my roommate and some of my friends if they knew anyone I could call, and some friends from Delta said they could give me one if I wanted or they could call a bishop for me. It was so adorable to watch them be so reverent and almost nervous. You could tell that they hadn't given blessings many times. Afterward they all gave me hugs and said- probably three times at LEAST- that if I ever needed anything or a blessing that they were always there. I always have friends close by to go to if I need to. They were almost giddy about it, so excited to be worthy to use the preisthood, and I just thought "Wow, this is so neat. Guys this age that are good, and excited and preparing for missions." It was absolutely adorable. I love them. :D

So. Thank Goodness for good wholesome friends and the Preisthood. Amen. :)

Oh, by the way...

We watched this in one of the assembly things. Personally, I liked it... but a bunch of people didn't. You decide.

"This"(part one)
"This"(part two)

Quick, say a prayer...

Classes start tomorrow.

More Pic's :P

Well. Sunday. Sami and I skipped out on the combinded student ward fiasco, and went to Koosharem for Trever's homecoming- which was really good by the way. I love listening to Mission stories. I just think, wow. Heavenly Father is a genius. He sends boys out into the world, and they convert to men in the process of converting our brothers and sisters. It's the cliche 'two birds with one stone' thing I guess. :)We had homemade Ice cream (and free food... yes. We're totally switched into poor starving college student mode. Although we've yet to starve. Hopefully we'll keep it that way. :p) at the luncheon, and then came home, did laundry, filled out papers, ate. Slept. Watched some shows, washed dishes, cleaned up, lounged, made phone calls and ate some more. :p Oh, and as you can see we roasted marshmallows with our two other roommates, Tori and Alisha. Haha, We couldn't find a smoke detector, and therefore didn't set it off when Sami's Marshmallow all but spontaneously combusted. :D Haha, I love this already. It feels normal and right and sorta weird all at the same time.
Well, wish us luck... tomorrow's smart start and we kinda don't know what we're doing at all haha.
Love you all, miss you all...

Well, world, here I am...

Yes folks, the rumors are true. I'm all moved in. It's kinda weird... but I'm probably in denial still, seeing how I haven't disolved into tears yet or anything. So I took some pictures, but my camera seems to be fizzling out on me. They're not very good at the moment.






My mom and dad and I drove to Manti last night, which by the way was grand fun. It was nice to have one on one time with each parent before I'm out on my own. And then we stayed in Manti and unpacked and got settled. I think we were all aggrivated with how much junk I brought- and left- because I sort of just threw everything together. Then they took me to lunch and WalMart... and then they said goodbye. Which was odd.

Yeah. Maybe later I'll try to take much more artistic pictures. But before I end this bloggation...
This is my week before moving. :)







Yup. Life's good.

Is this really me?

Am I really moving in five days? Did I honestly just pack up almost everything in my room and closet? This is sooooo weird people.
So. Weird.

That's all, goodnight.















P.S I'm kinda ridiclously excited though!!! :D

Just because. :)

Hello there readers. Chosen few. :p (Emphasis on few I'm sure.)

I was writing letters to a couple of friends who are in the National Guard and are at Basic Training right now- it's so strange to think of my friends going places like that. We're supposed to be little still, trying to pick between the slide or the swings at recess, right? But here we are, growing up and moving out into the world. Making mistakes and living life- finding out who we are and where we're going. Because now we're doing it for ourselves. We don't have parents to enforce curfew or take our car keys and ground us if we break a rule. This is us. We're the rulers of ourselves, and we have more responsibility now.
I found a scripture a while ago, it's now one of my favorites. D&C 58:28, "For the power is in them, wherein they are agents unto themselves. And inasmuch as men do good they shall in nowise lose their reward." I love that. We have power. But it's not just any power, it's the power that comes by living the gospel. The power is that of God's presence with us wherever we go, because we've been taught guys. We know all the 'primary answers'. Yes, we're entering a new world of freedom and independance, but we've been given the rules and guidlines all along because they're the life vests. They'll keep us from drowning in the world. The power is in me. It's in you. We're moving into a time when we are our own agents, and as long as we do good- as long as we're active examples of our faith, and as long as we serve the Lord continually- we can't lose our blessings and rewards of safety and happiness.
I'm so excited to move out, but I've been more and more uneasy as the date got closer. It's next Saturday, and even though I don't feel ready, I know I have a friend with me through all of it. :) And so do all of you.

I just wanted to share that with everyone today, because it made me feel so happy. :) Have a beautiful Friday! On with the weekend! ;D