20th Anniversary of Life

Real quick.

Yesterday was such a beautiful one. Birthdays are so great because so many people tell you ‘happy birthday!’ and it just doesn’t get old. If it weren’t for cousins and cheese balls though it wouldn’t have been quite as good. And oh. It was.

So I wake up for work, get all ready to go, open the door to the kitchen and woah! On the counter right in front of me a gigantic tub of cheese balls with balloons and a cutely bowed-up present on top. Good morning to you too!

(p.s. Cheese balls are disgusting, so good, addicting, and tradition.)

Fast forwarding through work and dance and classes and reading textbooks in the library to the end of the day…

Lisa says we should forget homework and go to Zupas for dinner and then watch a movie. I say let’s! And let the movie be Batman Begins. So that’s what we did. We each three snuggled on the couch (not necessarily together haha) eating our delicious sandwich and salad to-go, and Christian Bale was out-of-this-world dazzling as usual.

I also got unlimited texting from Jameson, a really cool chocolate cookbook from Lisa (chocolate roulade, lebkuchen, and chocolate cherry cake coming soon to Apt #4 - please come), a pretty necklace from Aunt Teresa, snickers with a tiny toothbrush because “eating sweets is always okay as long as you brush your teeth after,” and even a ‘happy birthday’ pencil from the BYU Testing Center found in the depths of our couch. They’re creative those testing people. Let’s not forget lots of facebook well wishing. And of the best a singing voicemail from the family. I’m not embarrassed to say (okay I’m a little embarrassed to say) I listened to that thing… mmm… lots of times. I like it when that bass of Papi’s comes in. I don’t know why he sits at work and hides his bass under a bushel. He could go on tour. Actually the real reason I keep listening to it is because I forget which channel the big fat lady is on.

Channel 80 by the way. I uh, double checked.

It's All In the State of Mind

The Man Who Thinks He Can

If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think you dare not, you don’t.
If you’d like to win, but think you can’t,
It’s almost a cinch you won’t.
If you think you’ll lose, you’re lost,
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow’s will;
It’s all in the state of mind.

If you think you’re outclassed, you are;
You’ve got to think high to rise.
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.
Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger or faster man;
But soon or late the man who wins
Is the one who thinks he can.

--Walter D. Wintle

A Potent Contagion

So I met an exceptional person recently. But get this. He’s exceptional …and young. Why so exceptional? Oh, just because he's good. As I’m sure you have, I’ve met many an angelic grandma or grandpa, but not often do you run into a young someone just as good. (Now don’t underestimate the adjective.)

I’ve wondered what makes me so sure that a person’s good when they’re good. For one thing, they pretty much always have great people skills, which are all about lifting everyone else up. For instance, back to this guy. He compliments, he encourages, and he makes you feel like a million bucks. There’s this absence of pride, and lots of decency. Maybe it sounds cheesy, but there really is something about a person’s countenance too. You can read it! And you get related vibes when you're around them. Some people give off vibes of plain ‘ol goodness.

The cool thing is that it is so contagious.

After being near him 25 minutes I’m ready to devote my life to making other people feel the way he makes other people feel. And why couldn’t/shouldn’t/wouldn’t I? I have a mouth, arms, legs... and I'm set. Not to imply that it doesn’t take considerable effort, because the influence a good person has on others stems just from their being so thoroughly good, which is harder to be than I’d wish it. But those kind of people make me feel like doing good is way too simple and way to influential to not do. So what do you say we go hop on the bandwagon and do some good in the world.

Also? They are extremely attractive. So attractive in fact, that I would take a truly good guy over Jimmer Fredette any day. *Woah now. She must be serious.* Haha : )

good

Wholesome, Right, Virtuous, Commendable, Kind, Benevolent, Honorable, Pleasant, True, Loyal, Pure, Innocent, Favorable, Agreeable, Saintly, Angelic, Respectable, Righteous, Pleasing, Genuine

Saturday is a Special Day

First of all, today is Saturday. Second of all, I’ve only published two blogs so far because it’s scary sticking stuff up here. Too much pressure I tell you. Yes, there are a total of two people following this. Yes, they are two very-not-scary people. Yes, it’s not like… well. Still!

I wish every blog was top notch, but not today (or ever for that matter.) I just have to tell you all about my very uneventful day which was very uneventful. Then I’ll be able to study all about protein synthesis, genetics, and cell division ‘till I can’t take it anymore and I crawl in bed.

Can I just say? Thank goodness for Sundays.

Alright here we go. I woke up at 7:25, got out of bed at 7:33 and me and my shuffle were off down the road swinging that ponytail by 7:39. The run was so-so, same ‘ol, and good.

When I got home I made my bed, took a shower, and ate oatmeal for breakfast. Sat on the couch and studied Biology. Biology. Biology. Biology. Cleaned our kitchen and made some cranberry muffins. Biology. Biology. Then I made curried kale and rice. Too much curry, but delicious. Watched BYU vs TCU Basketball game. 107 to 77. Go cougars! Oh and I decided on Jimmer Fredette. What, don’t you think we’d make a cute couple? Biology.

And then! I got my internet to work. That’s big news and one of the reasons this blog just has to get an update. Because it can.

Then I decided to write a blog before I do more Biology.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Some Saturdays just go like that.