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From Our Front Porch Looking In

I've had a lot of time to think today. About a lot of different things, I've been thinking.

I've been thinking about Taco Bell, not only about how bad it is for my poor, non-existent gall bladder, but about how much I want it. What I would give to be able to eat a tray full of soft tacos (loaded with mild sauce) and never know the difference.

What if my Visa doesn't go through and I'm the only one stuck in the Vietnam Airport? All alone. For 3 weeks. That would be just my luck.

I'm considering selling my right arm to buy a new pair of Nike Airs. I just saw them online and fell in love. I can't help love at first sight.

As much as I love slow days at work, I really hate them. Then I have this extra time to think.

I really want to cut my hair off. I love it when it's short. But, I've worked so hard to get it this long, I might as well keep going. Besides, everyone tells me to keep it long. I'm scared I'm going to get to breaking point and bic my head in a moment of frustration.

I'm so tired I think if anybody so much as looks at me- I'll start to cry.

I really need some new winter clothes. I'm about to go to Vietnam, and I would really rather spend my money there. I think I'll just freeze instead.

I want to read a new book. A really good one; one I get so lost in I can't put it down.
I want to try a new recipe. A hard one; one I work at for a long time, and the results are gorgeous and delicious.
Maybe I'll eat it while reading my new book.

I wish I could see 5 years into the future. Just for a second. Just to see if I'm on the right track.

I always push people away. It's always people that care most about me, are the best for me, and make me the happiest. My mom says I need to learn to rely on other people. She says I rely so much on myself it becomes a fault, and I lose good people because I push them away. (Good thing she's stuck with me for life, she has no choice in the matter.) How do I stop pushing people away? I even recognize when I'm doing it, and I still can't stop.

I care a lot about what others think. As much as I don't care, I do care. I don't care about lame things, like: what I wear to the store, or if my coat matches. But, I care what they are talking about after I leave, or who they see me associated with. I care about the stuff I shouldn't care about. I need to change. Like yesterday, I need to change.

I really like my calling. A lot. I love loving these girls. I love how much they teach me. I wouldn't trade it for anything. Anything.

I wish my passport picture wasn't so ugly. Now I'm stuck with an ugly picture for 10 years.

I can't wait to go to bed tonight.

I should paint my toenails. Too bad I'm so disgusted by my own feet, the thought of painting them makes me dry heave. Too bad it doesn't make me sick enough my Taco Bell craving goes away.

I should really stop spilling my thoughts.
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I feel like sometimes my blog becomes quite the drag. I also recognize that I am quite behind on posting. Since neither of these things can be fixed (or rather, I am not willing to fix either of these things) I have decided to post some pictures of things that have made my life rather enjoyable lately.
I love my roommates. I love sushi. I love girl time.
I love these girls. They are my counselors in the Relief Society. I would die without them, I'm pretty sure.
I actually quite hate Halloween, but I was forced into it this year. I'll reluctantly admit it wasn't that bad. We went with our FHE family as "Deal or No Deal." I'm sure people could have figured the banker was indeed the banker without the bag over his head; let's just say we prefer the bag.
My relief and support system. These two listen to me vent, give me advice (wanted or not) and pick me up when I'm down-regardless the situation. And, without fail, they always make me laugh.

This is Dustin.

I have a lot in life to enjoy right now.

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We all know I get a little emotional. OK, let's be honest, I get very, very, overly emotional. Let me set the scene: Haylee is a Senior. Haylee is a natural born runner. Haylee made it to State Cross Country for the fourth year. This would be Haylee's last State Cross Country Meet. Kia, my beloved car, is on the brink of death. I couldn't go to the meet. I cried. A lot. And I cried to Haylee.

But, I have been blessed with the best roommates around. I think they got a little taste of my insanity, got scared, and decided we all would go. But, I let Hay think I still wasn't coming. It was perfect.

I love it when I'm the surprise.
She would have been a rock star without me there. She always is.
But, I'm so glad I was there.


I'm so proud of her and all her hard work. She far surpasses me in everything she does; good thing I love her so much, or I would hate her. I'm so lucky to be related to such a super star.

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The first week of school I mentioned that we should make a giant bean dip on our counter. Ok, so it was really late...and I was slightly dillusional. But, we did it. And it was a huge success. Over 150 people in and out of our little apartment that night.

Then we decided to make it a weekly occurance. Next we did a NoBake Cookie. Again, huge success.
Our following "Countertop Cafe" (as we fondly call it) was a RiceKrispie treat.
Then, muffins. Mind you, those are mini muffins. There is a lot. If you can't tell, we did this one on 10/10/10. Thus the ridiculous shapes.
Our last one was pizza rolls. Sadly, I do not have it documented.
I think we're pretty burned out on the Countertop Cafe. Needless to say, it was fun while it lasted. Thank goodness for ridiculous ideas in the middle of the night.
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I have a lot to write. I'm so far behind that I just don't want to even try and catch up. Ever get to that point? I've hit that point a lot lately. Not just in blogging-but in laundry, shopping, cleaning, reading...in life.

Lately I've been known to ask one question repeatedly: "Tell me a secret." I guess it's not really even a question, more like a statement. Most people don't really know what to do when I ask this. I'm not looking for anything big; believe me-I'd rather NOT know any deep, dark, soul-searching confessions. I just want to know things most people don't know.

Let me demonstrate:

1) My favorite place to take a nap is on the floor, next to my closet.
2) Frayed toothbrushes make me feel like throwing up. Literally. Just seeing one makes me nauseated.
3) Don't ever tap me to get my attention; it really freaks me out.
4) I can get ready (shower and everything) in 20 minutes. This does not mean it happens regularly, but it can happen.
5) When I get embarrassed sometimes I want to cry.
6) When I laugh, and by laugh I mean-for REAL laugh, I sound almost identical to the "Tickle Me Elmo."
7) I can drive to the beat of music.

I think I should stop. Seven is a good number. Lancey Pance always tells me it's "perfection." Besides, I think I've embarrassed myself enough.
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