To:

This is all to you moms out there. My mom, and especially all those other women that act as my mom.

First to my mother,
Mommy dearest, you gave birth to me, changed my diapers, fed me, burped me, bathed me, snuggled me, tucked me in, sang to me, read to me, drove me places, taught me all I know, and showed me how to be a good mom. Yes there are times that I disapprove of, but without those moments we would have never learned how to strengthen our relationship. Our relationship used to be very strong, and with me being a teenager, I have weakened that bond. I hope we can continue to learn, and grow together to become closer than we ever have. I hope you have a wonderful Mothers Day, and a good rest of the year since you should be thanked thoroughly more than once a year. I love you mom.

To mama V.,
Your cooking is supreme, especially the salsas you make. I'm glad that we are staying in contact although your sons who are my friends are gone. Thanks for going walking with my mom every morning, and pushing her hard so that she will run instead of walk, and listening to her when she needs someone to talk to. Thanks for always being there for me and my family. Although you say you don't like it when your hair is natural, I really do like it like that. Your the best mama v anyone could ask for.

To Angie, aka mama mexico,
It has been awhile since I have seen you, but that phone call the other day was exactly what I needed. That one phone call made my whole day. I know that when you ask me questions you genuinely want to know the true answer. Also when I talk to you, I know you are listening, and hearing me. I really hope you and your family can come with us to lake powell this summer. I asked my mom the other day if we were going to go to Mexico again, and she said we probably were! I wish I had met you sooner, since I knew Emily and all. But within these few months that I have known you, I feel like you will be there for me through anything, and everything. Thanks for all you do.

To mama Bills,
Your relationship with Brittani makes me want to try to strengthen mine with my mom every time I see you guys together. Thanks for letting me sleepover and eat all of your pickles. Your deserts, chicken lasagna, and wonton salad never disappoint. You are such a strong woman and I admire you for that. Whenever I come to visit AHS I make sure I come and visit you, just fyi. You are wonder woman. I swear you can do everything all at once. Please give me some of your powers.

To Amanda,
First off you have THE cutest kids, but you already knew that. To be frank, I have considered calling you so many times when I have needed a ride because I knew that you would be willing to come get me, or take me wherever I needed to go. Your moving will not be a goodbye, but more of a "if we want to see each other, then we have to work for it" kind of thing. Don't be freaked out if Cy's first word is Chloe. It's bound to happen. Thanks for the cookie recipes. They are officially my favorite. I swear you are just trying to fatten me up with them, and then you are going to put me in a fire and eat me like from Hansel and Gretel. You are the greatest. I love your guts!

It's time like these that I am grateful that I have a blog. My blog is the place I go when I have thoughts that keep attacking me, and most of the time make me go crazy. Once I write my thoughts down, I become less crazy, and I can think more clearly. So let's get to it.

I am known to over analyze everything. If someone says something to me, or I notice something that one says to another, my mind starts analyzing the situation like crazy. Most of the time this ends up hurting me, and what my thoughts and analyzing decided, isn't even true. This is mostly true with those I was good friends with, and then slowly drifted away from. I try to become friends with them again, and just tend to hurt myself by over analyzing everything, like always. This also happens with teenage boys a lot too. Just be frank with me, and we will have no problems. Luckily I have friends who realize that I have this disease, and tell me what is probably the truth. At least I'm a thinker right?

High school love is just weird. I wonder what the statistics are for marriages of high school sweethearts? My guess is very low. Yet when you are in that moment you don't seem to care how the future will turn out. All you know is that you love/like this person. My thoughts now turn to, when am I going to get over this person and move on? I know for me, that I will always have a certain degree of love for each guy that I have liked. I guess to move on I have to reach that unfathomable love for another person. Anyway back to high school love. A lot of people just want to "get some." Truthfully what is the point in that? Why would you want to kiss, or even make out with someone that you don't like? It won't mean anything to you, or them. Plus it makes me lose all respect for you. On another note, if you are going to talk about loving someone, and showing respect for someone of the opposite gender, THEN DO IT! Don't be wishy washy. Yay for awkward high school couples.

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Today I took a nap in the sun, on the trampoline, for an hour.
It was peaceful. It was warm.
It reminded me of what summer days will be like.
Only 8 more days of school!

It seems as if my life is not so exciting at this moment in time, yet I am having oh so much fun.
It's the little things that keep me going.

• Like yesterday I went indoor surfing. I finally stood up and did it by myself the very last time. Can you say happy? I will definitely be going again. Anyone want to join?
• Also yesterday we had a senior sleepover. I didn't sleepover, but I stayed until 2. We had fun running around the halls playing hide and seek, playing the wii and dancing, and just acting like girls.
•  I also have my job now, so that keeps me entertained a few days of the week. I love the people I work with. They stay sane even though I'm still learning, and probably drive them crazy.
• I can't wait for summer! Many of my friends, and I have the pass of all passes, and are going to hang all the time. 
• Chelsi is moving to Highland! That's a whole lot closer than Sandy. Hurray for her hot tub at her new house.
• How I love my young women leaders. Amanda is moving away. I am going to miss her and her adorable family, but no worries because I will be sleeping over at her new house once she is moved in. Right Amanda? 
• My other young womens leader Cheri is the best. She brings soda to YW's and lets me drink it. She is also getting some kids, and I could not be more excited for her. I just pray everything goes well for them.
• As soon as you are done reading this post I want you to go put on some shoes and grab your car keys. Now get in your car and drive to Maceys. Once there go to the isle with mexican food. Find the coconut water drink and purchase yourself one. You will become addicted as I have.
• I miss him, but I know i'll survive. When I go cruising either by myself or with Brittani, memories flood my subconsciousness, and make me remember what was so great between us. I also have Brittani to remind me of things we did. "You know what's cute? Us."

Isn't he lovely?

Taylor Lautner, Zack Efron, Chris Pine, Channing Tatum?

No thank-you.
I found someone new.

Meet Harry Style's.
Member of One Direction.
He's very very very attractive.
*Drooling

I wish I could meet this handsome fella.

He has an accent, and sings amazingly well.

I will marry him.

If you find a way to have me meet him I will marry you second.

Liam Payne is also very attractive, but only when his hair is styled a certain way.

Am I boy crazy and star stuck?

Why yes, yes I am.

Dandelions and soccer

I love those weeds that like to take control of a whole field. You know those ones that the farmers hate? I love them a lot. They add color to the world. The yellow color makes me happy, and reminds me to smile often.
I also love those clear things that fall from the sky. You know the ones that look like tears? They make me happy, and sad. I love the smell afterwards. I'm sure heaven will smell like what the world smells like after it rains.
I love those boys that use their feet to kick around a ball. Not only are they attractive when they do so, but they are also good at it. Yesterday they played in a game, and won 0-7. They were in good moods, and I like it when they are in good moods. Sometimes I sit in my car, and do homework, and talk to friends while they have practice. They think I am creeping; which I sometimes am, but who cares.
Soccer players become 10x more attractive when they play in the rain. ;)

I was expecting a letter from my missionary today.
I did not receive one. Although I did receive one from his brother. I'm guessing my letter got lost in the mail. I guess I get to write another one, and send it to....SPAIN! My missionaries are in Spain. Can you believe it? Because I certainly can't.

Letters

I knew once they left that I would miss them. I knew that letters would be exchanged quickly. First it was my turn to write. I wrote, my first letters to missionaries, and off I sent them. A couple days ago I got my first letter back.

*Receiving hand written letters, in the mail, gives you a whole new level of happiness.

I read it, and could not be more happy with the things I was reading. I was told to call their mom to give her some news. I did, and what was supposed to be a quick phone call, turned into a 30 minute conversation. We probably could have talked longer.
I wrote the letter back, and sent it off right away. As of today I received a letter from the other brother. Smiling from ear to ear the whole time I could not be prouder of this new missionary. Hearing his progress makes it all worth it. Not just for me, but for him.

I love these two boys, and I love all missionaries. I feel lucky because as of now I am writing 4.
5 in May.