Monday, November 14, 2011

november fourteenth

lucy

jean

anderson

everything about that name is perfect.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

blah?

I am a big fat baby. When I'm busy, I feel sorry for myself because I don't have time to do anything I want. When I have nothing to do I complain because I'm bored. It's probably because whenever I have time, I waste it. I've been aware of this situation for a while but I can't quite seem to get out of it. Honestly, though, I get quite a lot done. It's really really okay. I don't know what I'm talking about. I'm probably just grumpy right now. I'm going to get a glass of water... and maybe actually go to bed. Why am I even posting this?

whatevs.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

I never get to bed on time :/

Okay, five minutes before I have to start reading my scriptures or I can't get to bed by nine. Life rules. I realize how incredibly moody I seem but it doesn't count because of two things: 1) I'm a teenager. 2) I haven't posted in fivedeebajillion days.
I'm so freaking excited to be starting school. I'm registered for English 1010, Math 1000, and Art 1210.
Waking up for seminary every morning is indeed exhausting and difficult. It is especially difficult considering how cold it is in the mornings. I think I can learn to love it though.
I have Christmas lights up in my room and they make me outrageously happy.
That is my current status. I've no idea how long it will last.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

remember, kids!

Read this in Elder Eyring's recent talk and didn't want to forget about it :D

You show your trust in Him when
you listen with the intent to learn
and repent and then you go and do
whatever He asks. If you trust God
enough to listen for His message in
every sermon, song, and prayer in this
conference, you will find it. And if you
then go and do what He would have
you do, your power to trust Him will
grow, and in time you will be overwhelmed
with gratitude to find that
He has come to trust you

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

bored and ignored

Is it crazy to think I'm the only person who thinks about me? No one has done something nice for me unexpectedly in a long time. No one goes out of their way to even talk to me. I think I'm probably wrong. I have to be. Not only that, I must be pretty selfish.

I'm thinking this way because I'm so completely bored, and will be for a while. I can feel it. I'm feeling like my usual approach hasn't been as effective as I thought it would be. Thinking optimistically isn't working.