A Fourteen Hour Day

So as I woke up this morning I thought today is going to be a great day. And it was, until 8 am to be presice, when something was said that went too far. Instead of fighting, I just turned inward and was quiet for the majority of my work day. The day went by slow since the work was not rolling in. I left work around 4:45pm to go buy make up because I wanted to try some of the stuff Kristie's mom did when we were in the MA. Around 5:30pm I get a call from my friend Carly and her car was broken down past Nephi. That is approximately 100 miles away. Work is closed and I have no tools. So i go buy a few essentials and the new part, then began the trek. I got there around 7:50, the belt had broken and wrapped itself around many pulleys and the fan. Not thinking I would need a cutting device and what kind of girl carries a knife? So all Carly has to cut is toe nail clippers. As I lay under her car on the side of the freeway and cut away the strands of belt with toe nail clippers. Next I try to put the new belt on, which the tensioner is ten times harder to loosen since my day at work had already happened. So as lucky as I am Carly is great with instructions, I pulled and she reinstalled the belt. Halleluijah!!!!!!!!! Started up the car and ran like a charm, was then able to make the 2 hour trek back to my house.

Charity, Hmmmmmmm

So today in Relief Society our lesson was on charity and made me think. I need to stop idling away on my worries. Yes I chose a harder path than I ever imagined possible, but the cool thing is I CHOSE IT. Why is one charitable, why do they serve? Is it the blessings or the feeling after that yes you did good. I honestly believe I serve others for peace of mind. When I forget to serve or forget that yes the world does NOT revolve around me, I loose it completely. Constantly crying and blaming others. I love that I realize this now and I hope this continues. I HATE NEGATIVE NANCY!

How brave you must be...

To tell a friend the truth knowingly that it could possibly crush them. They may cry until there no more tears to cry and all you did was tell the truth. Everyone just wants honesty in friends, family, strangers and everyone else. But tonight I wish they had just kept their lips sealed and just played my game. I don't know why it hurts so bad, but it does and I haven't stopped crying since then. Yes I know get over it, it is to save the friendship in the end, but today I feel betrayed. Soon I will feel better and I know its for the best but right now I feel like I was stabbed in the front.

Who to stand by....

I have always been a person to hold on to the illusion that everyone and I mean everyone has good intentions. With that I wonder who or what do I hold true to? I get a horrible feeling every time some one is put down and once again who do I stand by? I know that my family is one that I defend without batting an eye, but when it comes to friends when do I stand up or let things go? I live with wonderful people that I do not always see eye to eye, it is under our roof that I hear hurtfull words about people I care about. Is it consider betrayl to my roommates to not side with them? Yes I am entitled to my opinions, but to honestly say I disagree and don't ever bring it up again, is that an OK answer? Questions I try to answer daily and yet still have no clue to who I stand by?

Where to do we flock too????

Last night I was thinking about all of the people I know here in Utah, and I came to the conclusion that the majority of my friends are from all over the United States. All of us realized we had to come to a point in our lives that we could no longer live in a world without God. So we all FLOCKED to Utah. It makes us all have a tie in this strange place we call home. Some may say it was fate that we all met, but I think everything happens for a reason and someday we shall find out why.

I realized today that I am an Adult

So I went to the movies earlier, by myself, it is freezing here in Utah and so I have my coat and beanie on. I am wearing the beanie because I butchered my hair the other day and my OCD can not handle it. As I am walking out of the theater these teenage boys comment about my attire. They figured I didn't hear, but I did. I turned around and gave them the bird and a laugh. The funniest thing is they chased me out of the theater which I did not care I was on the phone with my sister. My sister said I should have beat them up when in return I said I don't hit kids. Further more I came to the conclusion that I am now an adult with all birds aside.