also, I'm at work right now and my nose got dry so I put lotion in it and now I can't stop smelling vanilla. Go figure.

oh gosh. My life is very busy. I feel like I'm always working. Hmmm...this probably should change. So my roommate and I were talking in her sleep the other day. It was very very very funny. How are you and your peeps doing? Are you guys getting along any better? My computer is broken :(, so it had to go to the fix it shop sad day. Robyn's mom bought us pizza, which was very very nice of her. You don't really tell me what's going on in your life, which is dumb and I'm going to see wicked. What's going on? DId you hear that Brittany sang infront of 10000 students at her school? She must be pretty good. Well, I love ya. Probably you should let me into your life more. Remember when you lived with me for a week? That was great and dumb. Where'd you go in salt lake today?

Ooooo...jeka! You are dating somone? And he stares at you. Is that a bad thing? Fun, be careful;)Do want to hear about my life? It is actually a long dramatic story but to make it short, one of my guy friends told me he wanted to date me seriously and I told him that I didn't want to do that...I might have offended him, but he is over that now. What the heck? I've only known him for 2 weeks. Then this Friday I'm going on a date with a guy that actually started his own business selling those post missionary planners you were talking about. I think the only reason he is taking me is so that I will promote his product on BYU Daily News.Yeah right;) Plus, he is kind of wierd. Remember on felicity, that guy that was allways trying to start his own businesses, yeah he is just like that. lol. Love you;)

wow...school is amazing and the fact that it goes by so fast are really weird. So, Robyn and I decided that for Christmas we are buying each other wicked tickets. So, we're going to Wicked in April!!!! I'm stoked about that. So...there is this dude. He's very, very, very handsome. But he's also an engineering major. I think that says it all. We've been dating a little bit, but he bugs me sometimes, because he won't quit staring at me. Literally, it's like he doesn't have eyelids over those gorgeous eyes. What to do, what to do. What do you think? I'm sorry you're stressed out...that sucks. But I bought you a surprise and will mail it to you shortly. Just tell me your address. It will make your happiness a golden poem. Also, we lost the game, but hey-we scored! Our football team really, really, really sucks. But, I think that you should join us for that blessed event of usu v. byu. You and your peeps should come up the night before stay over and party like it's warm, go to the game and then go home. What do you think? I think great! Love you, hope you're happy.

Jessika...this BYU thing is stressing me out, I miss Chase(he's in the middle of hurricaine Ike), and I am behind on homework. I haven't been on a date since I got here, all the boys are old and serious...well, most of them...and most of all I MISS YOU too.
*sigh*
On a happy note BYU won!!! I think when I am older and married I will dress all my kids up in little BYU outfits and take them to the football games with my husband. Can you imagine me someday doing that?

Ok ok ok....no no no...this is not going to work. Do you want to know why? You can't keep publishing posts as me!!! Thats just not right.

ok funny story of the day...my nonmember roomate wants to hear from the missionaries (but only to flirt with them) so I got the missionaries and I told them in advance she would do that...we'll see how this goes....

blah blah blah...I do my first story tomorrow...on glass blowing at sundance;)

now you will regret it...I have publishing power I will write everything I can!!! Haha...poor you. Here is a inspirational, philosophical thought: I have decided love makes you beautiful. The love you give to others and the love that you recieve from others. These together make people beautiful. First of all it makes you glow...and how many glowing people aren't beautiful? But seriously, there is something about love's saving power that makes you beautiful. And not just the "eye of the beholder" thing. True beauty comes from love. What do you think?

These are me and my peeps, haveing the time of our lives, what do you think? They're at R's (Robyn)concert. She is a professional percussionist. She's very good.

Hello, I have the fortunate spot of number 1. I am no.1 in the family, no.1 in looks and no.1 on this blog. You know it. I win. But you can be second, just because I like ya. So, here's my news. The trough in our house proved to be a catalyst for creative ideas. Finally, we settled on the perfect idea...a fish tank. So we promptly all went to wal-mart and purchased .15 fish. We started with 12. Now we have 8. Go figure. So this is a lovely idea, and I think that it will help to keep us close. Another thing about my life is I have a special spot. I always read about them in books, and people have told me of their special spots, but I, alas, have not had one to call my own. Until now. It is a beautiful spot on old main hill, Iwill describe it to you dear sister, but I don't expect you to know it. Over by the institute and new on-campus housing, there is a little look out balcony that is secluded, yet it looks over all of Logan valley and Logan canyon (and the temple is so beautiful there at dusk!) on one side, and the shrouded, woody side of old main hill on the other. Oh, it is my own little corner of heaven. So I like to go there everyday armed with my utah state sweatshirt blanket, ipod, homework, scriptures, journal, and a steamy cup of hot chocolate (because it's cold here) and do my work. It is sublime, I actually look forward to doing my homework. Also, I have decided that I am a selfish girl. I love my friends deeply, but I get jealous when I don't get to spend enough time with them or when other people are. Why is that? I know they still love me, but my secret heart of hearts sends deep crippling black doubt into my body that I am not loved as much as I think I aught to be. Oh sister, help me and my imperfections, for I know not why I am so weird! Does this ever happen to you?