Spring is here!

Friends! time for an update i suppose. Well, i am now in my 4th semester of college at the wonderful BYU-Idaho. To all of you who thought i'd be married within my first year... in your face. :) I dont see that happening any time soon. WHICH IS FINE. :) College is a blast. i did my stress freak out and called my mommy and talked to her for while but now i am feelin good. :) My classes are finally getting started and i am getting organized. This past year i have learned SO much. Mostly about myself. I feel more confident and i feel like i have had many experiences that have made me grow. Okay back to the fun stuff. :) I decided to add a dance class! I have a lot of fun in it. Because i had surgery on my poor little piggy toe... it has made dancing an adventure and my partner never knows what i am doing but i am always trying to do what i call "quick pelican!" and hide my left foot by sticking it up and behind my right leg.. haha. its a blast! I have already met a ton of new people and i am having a great time. its been warm... for the most part...I took this picture of some random girl haha.. it started to poor rain! and everyone was screamin... haha! i grew up here so im not surprised by the weather and its bipolar issues. Here are some more photos i have taken on the run!

This.. is what i find in my bed sometimes. haha

And this is my hair with killer regrowth and crazy lighting i know.. but i decided to try hot pink lipstick haha!

didnt go with it.. p.s

Just realized how rediculous i look. haha SORRY

anyways.. i hope you have enjoyed this and have a good day! Here is a pic i took and a sweet poem i found. :)

The Flower

Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.

To and fro they went
Thro' my garden bower,
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower.

Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light,
But thieves from o'er the wall
Stole the seed by night.

Sow'd it far and wide
By every town and tower,
Till all the people cried,
"Splendid is the flower!"

Read my little fable:
He that runs may read.
Most can raise the flowers now,
For all have got the seed.

And some are pretty enough,
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed.

-Tennyson