Let's be self absorbed for 10 minutes.

So, I have this really quite lovely and charming friend. I believe I mentioned her in my first blog post, actually. Her name is Christine. And I adore her and the way her mind thinks. More importantly I love that she will say whatever on her blog and encourages others to divulge their own secrets. In her latest post here, she invites us to play a game. One in which you get to be self-centered and think only about your own happiness. Considering I really only like to talk about myself in days that end in Y, I decided to give it my best.

The Game: (Directly from Christine, herself)

If you could go any three places in the world right now, where would you go?

There are rules:
1) It can't be anywhere you've been before. I mean, you can go to Buffalo, New York if you've been to Manhattan before but you can't go to Manhattan again. Sorry. My game, my rules.
2) You have to stay in this place (or within 60 miles of it) for a week
3) All expenses would be paid. And if you have a significant other or whatever, I guess they can come too, seeing as an imaginary wealthy person is paying for this imaginary super cool trip and we don't care about their bank account balance. You know, since they don't exist.

Considering it is someone else's rules, I should play by them. But then I wouldn't be me. I edited the RIGHT now part. Because I have some places on my list that I would love to go see but under certain stipulations [like having a significant other via rule numero tres]. In other words, two are right nows and one is later when I have a significant other.

1. Santorini, Greece.

I've always wanted to go to Greece. It's so gorgeous. And when I was younger and read The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants [admit it, you did, too] one of the girls falls in love in Greece. I don't know how you couldn't. Here's some pictures to prove it. [Plus, hello Mama Mia]

Green may be my favorite color but that stunning blue is a close second.



It's the perfect place to fall in love. Whether with the view, the food, or the people. And as much as finding someone to love in Greece appeals, I also think it is the perfect place to fall in love with yourself and find you. The possibilities are endless. Photography, swimming, boating, learning a new language, laughing, the sun. Perfection.

2. Norway

This is a new development. As in I made a list of about 15 or so places to narrow it down from and Norway wasn't even one of them. But, as we are being self-centered, I started thinking of places that I know I would get the most out of. Some of the places were places in which I could go and help others [ie Africa, the Phillipines, etc.] And I really would love to travel to those places and do as much as possible for them but this time I get to be about me. Norway is rich in culture, beautiful nature, and scarves. And I really love scarves.  [and as per the rules, Norway and Sweden border each other so I could take a jaunt over to Sweden if I felt like it and if it's 60 miles within my range.]

How does this not take your breath away?

Absolutely stunning. And one of these little houses would be the perfect place to become completely self absorbed and write a novel. And take gorgeous pictures and find old pieces of wood and make frames for those pictures. I could go on for hours.

3. Bora Bora

[this is my cheater one. I would love to go here with my husband when I finally find the lucky guy.]

A romantic bungalow for 2? Check. Hiking in a lucious jungle? Check. Snorkling? Check. Getting to be in a swimsuit 24/7? Check. White sand, tanning oil, and the sun? Check, check, double check.

I have no words.



I would never turn down a vacation here. Keep that in mind, people, when my days of wedded bliss finally happen!

I feel as though I've sufficiently been self absorbed for long enough. Now, it's your turn. Ready, set, teach me about you.

6 week Love Affair

I have approximately 6 weeks for which I have no plans since I was supposed to be in the MTC. What will I do with my time, then? Well, 6 weeks feels like a wonderful time to have a small love affair. Which is exactly what I plan on doing. Here's a list of things that I've decided to include in my love affair.

A little Niki Manaj

This book. It's amazing. I might read it more than once.

T-Pain and Chris Brown? Sure.

eyelash implants. Mine are so short. I would LOVE to have these.

The house and the truck in this video

The Pioneer Woman. I really just want her life.

And lastly, Blogstalking.  If I could, I would post all the different blogs I'm obssessed with, or even ones I've just stumbled across, so everyone can enjoy my sense of amazement at these cool people!

Unfortunately what I would LIKE to be doing on my 6 week love affair isn't possible due to my mono. I'll think I'll go take a nap now.

Kissing.

It's bad. And very dangerous. And unfortunately enjoyable and a way to convey your feelings towards someone else. But back to the dangerous part. It can give you Infectious Mononucleosis. The Kissing Disease. Wouldn't you know I got just that. Mono. I hate those four little letters together.

[Isn't interesting that we have 26 letters and we have managed to string them together to form words that mean things. Who decided what they mean, anyway? It's weird to imagine but any of these words that I'm typing and you are reading could mean something completely different.]

Back to why I hate the word mono. Not really so much the word, I guess, but more of what that word stands for. Me being sick and exhausted and unable to go on my mission for at least another 6 weeks. So my life has been thrown into what feels like a tornado while I try to make decisions.

You know when you make decisions and you feel as though you are making a right decision but there is something at the back of your mind that makes your stomach hurt and you aren't sure what the hell you are doing? That's where I'm at. In a tornado. And I'm feeling a little confused.

P.S.

This boy got my number over a week ago and never called. 

I'm heartbroken.

my feet off the ground.

I'm just hanging out in the library soaking in everyone else's stress right now. As in I'm done. Finished. 

Then what, pray tell, are you doing in the library!? 

Well, it's possible that I am trying to write a paper for genetics. It may also have been due at 7 am this morning. 

But don't you worry. I have my chair hiked up high enough that my feet don't touch the ground, I have my headphones in, I have my highlighter out, and...I'm blogging. 

And discussing bodily functions via text. It's out of hand. 

But, I am not stressed. 

Why?

It may have to do with the fact that I have been awake for 32 hours. Ok, 31 because I slept from 4 am to 5 am.

And I took 2 finals in that time frame. One took me an hour and a half and the other 2 and a half hours. 

I just don't even know anything anymore. Except that when I get this tired my body starts overcompensating and I'm in extreme hyper mode.

And I'm currently watching this kid facebook stalk this girl. He literally just stared at one of her pictures for well over 5 minutes. 

Just stared.

I wonder if anyone ever does that to me. Probably not. 

It was slightly weird. Makes me rethink having a facebook.

I suppose I should write my genetics paper. 

It's on the  ecological speciation of the East Maui-Endemic Dubautia Species.

You're so interested, aren't you?

Dubautia Menziesii (one of the 4 Dubautia in the study)

it's that time of year...

Where I stay up later than I should because I'm "studying". 

I never actually feel like I accomplished anything other than getting caught up on emptying my inbox of old "Glamour" and "ESPN SportsCenter" emails. 

[yes, I realize those are complete opposite but I most definitely receive both newsletters. And read all of them.] 

Today, I allowed people to convince me to study with them. I agreed.

Why? I'm not quite sure because after about 10 minutes I remembered why I always study alone. It's because I hate people. And by that I mean I hate studying with other people. Unless they were a clone of me and have the exact same thought process. Actually, I love people. Just not when their brains don't mesh with mine and I'm trying to study. 

This is my brain on studying. And it's only day one. Oh, someone save me.

thought of the day

I feel all discombobulated. 

can you lose something you never even had? or be heartbroken over something that never even existed?

Finals are here and with them comes a whole bunch of stresses. 

This has been one crazy semester and all I can do is trust that Heavenly Father's plan for me will show it's self SOON, dangit!

[I'm working on my patience...how's it coming?]