rise and shout...?

i got an all-sports pass this year. first time ever.  i must admit i'm a fair weather fan (and secretly cheer for the u when we play them-be proud dad) but it's been fun to go to the games and show some school spirit. mick even came to one of the games with me...

in other news. i registered for classes for the last. time. ever. yes, i'm officially gradating in april. no more saturday's spent doing this...

 although you must admit, it is legit. (rhyming intentional) 

i'll be the first to admit (apparently i like that word. a lot.) that i've spent a good amount of time wishing to leave provo...and byu. i just feel it's time to move on.  and though i won't miss homework, or the freezing hike up to campus in the winter, or the stress i feel every time i enter the testing center... i did have a little moment walking up to campus the other day when i realized "wow, i'm really lucky to be able to go to school in such a beautiful place."  i really am so blessed to be able to attend byu.  it's a great school and i've learned a lot. both about myself and dietetics (sometimes more than i'd even care to know actually).  i may just miss this place after all. at least a little.

one year older and wiser too.

my grandma turned the big 9-0.  yes, the dear woman is NINETY.  i can't believe it. while she may not know what day it is or even that she's at her own birthday party, she is still the sweetest lady in the world and i love her to pieces. just a few photo's of the big b-day bash.

...notice the creepy little boy's head sticking out out of the top of g-ma's. awkward...

could she be any more precious? i mean really...

looks good eh? food poisoning...pretty sure that happened

 
ended the weekend with a little visit to this place.

was it just me or was conference exceptionally good this time around? okay, it's always great. but something about this time. i just loved it. the church is true! that's all there is to it.


well hope your weekend was as good as mine.

i'm a slow bleeder.

this is what i do at school...

okay, so you can't really tell but i am pricking my finger to test my blood glucose levels.  this is the first prick of seven. apparently i'm a very slow bleeder.  it was a struggle to get enough blood to even do the test. last time i gave blood they almost couldn't use it because it was taking too long and apparently you only get 20 minutes before they reject your blood.  not on my watch! literally... (p.s. i don't have diabetes in case you were worried...)

sometimes i love being a dietetics major.

oh school. it's a love/hate relationship. senioritis has already set in. only seven more months...

oh sister.

"the scary thing about BYU is that all the normal looking people are weird, and all the weird looking people...are weird."

-macall ovard (that's why i love her)

(disclaimer: i, myself, am actually a current student at BYU, hence the reason i feel perfectly okay about posting this)

the intimidator

i've been drafted...onto a flag football team. 

experiance: one powder puff game senior year of high school.
athletic ability: none, all sports growing up...fail...became a dancer instead. 
team name: lunch landies 
my official name on the team...call me "the intimidator" 

it's going to be epic. 

my future career.

so one of my professors this year made us take a personality/career aptitude type test.

i just finished it.

number one career that fits my personality and interests. dun duh duh dun...
"amusement and recreation attendant"

a carnie...? great. all that studying for nothing.

welcome to my future...

it's time.

hmmm...

 

we may want to consider switching it up a bit...