Sometimes You Just Have to Break Out in Song.

As of late, my Glee-addiction has resurfaced. It's kind of embarrassing. But not as embarrassing as how I tripped and fell and almost face-planted on nothing and and skinned my knee and it almost got infected and yeah, Glee-addiction is looking pretty good right now. I'm two episodes from caught up, which hasn't happened since...ever. I'm quite proud of myself.

So Glee. I'm kind of obsessing. I forgot how much I love this show. Yeah it's dramatic and often times very juvenile, but that's why I love it!! I don't really have to think when I watch it. In fact, most times I do homework while I watch it. It's pretty great. The script is hilarious, the music is fantastic, the dancing is energetic, Darren Criss is super attractive at everything he does, what more could you ask for??

And when they did a cover of this song?

Yeah I geeked out a little. Cue cheesy grin.




Would it really be that weird if we all randomly broke out in song? I think not. So when I burst out in the words to "22" by Taylor Swift (because that's my current favorite song, you know), please join along and don't stare at me like I'm a weirdo. It's normal, okay? They do it on Glee all the time...

"Dear Friend, I'm Sorry I Haven't Written in Awhile, But I've Been Trying Hard to Not be a Loser"

Oh my goodness gracious. I love when movies change your perspective on life. I love when you walk out of the movie theatre feeling overwhelmed with emotion and the vigor to change the world. Or at least your small little section of the world.

Perks of Being a Wallflower.

So dang GOOD!

I was a little worried throughout a few parts of the movie that I had gotten myself into a scenario where I'd have to walk out of the theatre for inappropriate content (though Emily's rave reviews should have been enough to tell me otherwise), but ladies and gents, stick this one out, this movie is fantastic.


This movie is so much more than a coming-of-age story of a boy in high school. This 15 year old boy taught me more in an hour and a half about love and life than I have learned in 20 years!

Lesson number one:

Sam: "Why do I and everyone pick people who treat us like we're nothing?"
Charlie: "We accept the love we think we deserve."

The lesson is simple. You deserve the infinite love of someone who would do anything for you. You deserve the best kind of love, unconditional and everlasting. You deserved to be loved. You deserve to be loved a love that's greater than words.

Lesson number two:

"I know these will all be stories someday. And our pictures will become old photographs. We'll all become somebody's mom or dad. But right now these moments are not stories. This is happening, I am here...You are alive, and you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder...And in this moment I swear, we are infinite."

Live your life for today. Don't live it in hope of tomorrow. Tomorrow will come, undoubtedly, but live in your today. Because one day, these todays will all be yesterdays and it will just be a memory. Make good memories, and make them last. And as President Uchtdorf said, "Life is not a race; it's a journey. Enjoy the moment."



Have you ever wished you had your journal with you during a movie? Because that definitely just happened to me.

The acting in this movie is phenomenal. The cinematography is exceptional. The dialogue is extremely quotable. What more can you ask for?? This movie is amazing.

Go see this movie. Bring your friends, bring your neighbors, bring the rando guy on the street (and bring your journal and a box of tissues).

FALL!

Oh my goodness gracious. Why can't it just be cold already? I know, I know, I just barely posted about Christmas. I just can't get the cold weather out of my head!! I brought my fall/winter closes down from my aunt's this past weekend, and I just want to break out my cold weather outfits!! They are yearning to be worn!! I have tights that want to cover my legs, scarves that want to comfort my neck, and sweaters to protect my arms!! My Pinterest-craze has all but died, but when I do go on, all I see is FALL CLOTHING!! Okay, sure other stuff occupies the boards, but I filter out everything but fall clothes!! Can I just wear my cold weather outfits and that be normal? Yeah? Perfect. Boot socks and tights on Sunday. Speaking of boots...can I have another pair please? My 6 isn't enough...

This is me. Not really but use your imagination.

photo courtesy of Pinterest

This is the rest of BYU.

photo courtesy of Pinterest

                                         

Okay. That might be a little unrealistic. But ONLY because homegirl's shorts are about 8 inches too short. This girl in my math class wore SHORTS yesterday. I was wearing TIGHTS! Something is wrong with this world. 

Alright, I'm being a tad dramatic. 

So sue me;)

Christmas

I don't know what it is, but for the past two weeks, I have not been able to stop thinking about Christmas!! You'd think the recent drop in temperatures would be the culprit, but it happened before that!! I just want to play Christmas music and make hot chocolate and eat fudge and gain 50 pounds in candy and watch the snow fall. This is ABSURD. I am asking for snow?!? What is up with that?? I just love the Christmas season and I want it to be here. Right now. I want to be home, with my family, in my own bed. I love Christmas decorations! I want to hang Christmas lights, sprinkle fake snow, have stockings hung with care. I WANT IT ALL! Why can't it be Christmas??

Oh right...It's just barely October...

PE

It's over.
It's done.
I have officially taught my own class.
And I rocked it.


At least I tell myself I did.


Last week I taught a PE class, all by my lonesome. And it was more than awesome. I taught the little rugrats to do the Electric Slide, and that was almost disastrous. I kid you not, children were tripping over their own feet. It was cute. And kind of endearing. But mostly hilarious.

The best part of the whole thing was watching them play the game after we danced. They were running around and actually invested in the game! And best of all, they were having a great time. That's when you feel success as a teacher--when the kids are achieving the physical objective and still having fun. I absolutely loved teaching this class, but it just made me that much more anxious to have a class of my own and to be teaching a subject that I actually care about!! The next year and a half cannot go quick enough.


With that being said, I am so glad to be done teaching PE and almost done with the class! Next week I will have 5 less hours of class a week!! Hurrah! And even more exciting... my first class on Tuesdays and Thursdays will be at noon!! Hel-lo gym in the AM!!

A Happy, Happy, Happy, Happy Day.

Today is a good day for Kristen. 

Why? you might ask.

Well you see. It all started when my 3 hour class got out early. An hour and a half early. 

Okay, you might think. That's nice...but not grounds for a happy X4 celebration. Let me go on.

After my 3 hour class, I have a 1 hour class. ...which was cancelled for today. [Okay, fine. Not exactly cancelled. We had an online module to complete. But that was super easy.] My friends, I was home at 9:45. Nine forty-five!! in the morning!! It was a great start to a great day. So after completing all possible homework for today, which wasn't even due until Friday mind you, I decided to relax. Watch some Once Upon a Time and have a day to myself. This show is SO GREAT! Watch it. And watch it quick. The second season premieres at the end of the month. Quick like bunnies! Load your Netflix and watch it!! You won't regret it! 

So I'm sitting there. Watching my show, when I remember...IOS 6 came out today!! Granted, this did not significantly affect the superbness of today. It was merely an added bonus. So I downloaded the update, along with everyone and their mom who has an iPhone, which took approximately ten years, then I synced my phone! Happy day for new technology!! I must say, I am most impressed with the new turn by turn directions and 3D maps for the GPS. Fancy pants, I tell you.

But now back to the juice. The creme de la creme. The meat of the story. The other random food-idioms of American English. The climax.

I got an email from one of my stores saying that you can get 25% off your entire purchase!! Don't mind if I do. So I peruse through their virtual clothing store, aka their website, and see if there is anything worth my time money. Jeans on sale? I love jeans. I probably have 20 pairs of jeans. Did that stop me from wanting more? Of course not.

Please excuse my dear aunt Sally bag/mess in the background.

So I head to the mall. Mission in mind. Dark wash jeans. Dark wash jeans. Dark wash jeans. I make a bee-line for my targeted store and head straight for the fashion tops... I mean jeans. My bee-line was a little crooked because there was an employee parked right in front of my pants! Well not my pants. Their pants that I want to try on, then buy. So I wandered around, hoping he would stop playing with the pants (he was pretending to fold them...but we all know what he was really doing... abso-freaking-lutely nothing... he was getting paid to stand around). Anyways. I grazed over some neon shirts, which are surprisingly still "in", so I grabbed me one. It was a cute bright orange/almost pink color and more importantly--striped. Homeboy had still not moved out of the way, so I subtly start looking at the other jeans and inching my way toward the jackpot. He takes a hint and moves out my way! I snatch my size and dash to the dressing room. I pull up said beautiful jeans and, what's that? Room to spare? Saggy butt? Already? That's supposed to be saved for a week after wearing, when I need a hint to wash my jeans. So I try on the shirt. And love it. Then I convince myself to grab a smaller size of the jeans, just to be sure before I buy the saggy butt ones. So I grab a size lower. I run back to the dressing room, hoping no employee is going to bombard me again with questions (YES, I'm 20 years old, a girl, and shopping by myself, get OVER IT!). I slip on the jeans and...what? They fit! A size lower than normal! I went down a size! A JEAN size. Back to my pre-freshman-fifteen size. It's a happy happy day for Kristen. Also-the-shirt-worked-and-I-found-a-scarf-I-couldn't-live-without. 

Model face. Slash Duck Face. Call it what you wish.
I call it sexy. Wait, whaaat? 

And the day is not yet over. At 4, I have a session with a personal trainer at Gold's Gym. Yeah baby. Yeah. 

Meaning I might just die tonight. But I will die happy because I went down a size!! This calls for some ice cream... I mean carrots. Mmmm. Carrots.

DISCLAIMER: I didn't actually wear this outfit today. So if you see me in the near future, do not be weirded out if I'm wearing this exact ensemble. Please and thank you. And no, the scarf was not bought to match. Just a fortunate coincidence.

That Was Wicked!!

Sometimes, I forget to blog. Then I get overwhelmed and feel like I have to update y'all on everything. So here goes an attempt to summarize my life in the past month, in a [few] blog post[s].

On August 25, Emily and I went to see WICKED!!!

Guys. It was amazing. Absolutely positively the best thing ever.

First things first though, we did some shopping at City Creek. 

I love this mall. I want to live at this mall. I dream of this mall. This mall is home.

Mostly I think I love it because it's so close to the temple, and as you cross the skywalk from one side of the mall to the other, there is a beautiful view of the House of the Lord. 

Shopping was wonderful. But dinner was better. 

Em and I went to Kneaders for dinner. We loved their store hours sign: "Closed Sunday: Man Does Not Live by Bread Alone." Love it.

But even better than the humor on the sign was dinner. I had a Turkey Feta Salad. It was divine. I have a new found love for feta cheese. It's cheesy and tart at the same time. Mmmm. Now I want me some salad.

After Kneaders we may or may not have indulged on a piece of cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory. Okay, so I've only had one other slice of cheesecake from this indulgent heaven, but the Hershey's piece was kind of...subpar. Though it didn't exceed, or meet, my expectations, it was still delicious. And almost nearly worth the calories. Almost.

The we walked the whole block and a half to the Capitol Theatre. Guys. This place is gorg. I want to have my reception in this place. Though I'm not sure how feasible that is... But wouldn't that be cute?!? The marquee would read "Kristen and [Husband's First and Last Name]: Forever After." So cute, right? This is happening.

I mean really, look at the detail on the ceiling and the chandelier. It's so beautiful. Husband and I would walk down an aisle of the audience and join our guests on stage. I love this idea. I just don't want to think about the cost... Someone surprise me with this as a engagement party gift? No worries, you can start budgeting now. There are no immediate time constraints. I'm looking out for you, of course.

Aside from the gorgeous architecture that is the Capitol Theatre, Wicked was awe-inspiring. I may or may not have cried. Multiple times. If you had the money to spend on one frivolous thing in your lifetime, you better spend every penny on Wicked. You will not regret it. The acting, singing, dancing, costumes, everything was perfect. Except for that one part when it ended. I didn't like that part so much. I wish it could go on forever. And ever. And ever.

Next summer, Les Miserables. This is happening people. Come with me?