Christmas.

Merry Merry.
It was a great day.
Got the new gear.
Including these bad boys.

Those boots and my board will become bestest friends this winter.
I also got some clothes.
And shoes.
And some much needed cash.
And some PJ's.
All in all, a great day of football and Angry Birds and Christmas festivities with the fam.

Merry Christmas 2010.

..chelle..

Home.

Ahhhhh.
It's so nice to be home.
With the besties.

And the fam.
And the good old STG.
And its floods.

Welcome back to me.
How i've missed this.

..chelle..

Ew.

Finals.
You suck.
Stop ruining my life.
My GPA.
My chances of finding love.
And my appetite.
Oh and my new found break-out would appreciate you stopping too.
Seeing how everyone sees my face.
Thanks a billion.
Peace and Blessings.

..chelle..

Losing.

I have a problem....

I seem to be able to get into playoffs with my teams.
Especially in high school.
And we play great.
Unfortunately, we just can't finish.
We just can't win.
It's pretty disappointing.

I came up to BYU and got on a Intramural soccer team with some old teammates.
Which here at BYU, Intramurals are the biggest thing.
Just as big as school sports.
Soccer is hard.
Competitive league.
And we are fantastic.
Seriously.
We are so good.
We play well together, and just feed off each other.
Anyways...
We travel all the way through the tournament and make it to the finals.
And we score first in the finals.
1-0.
Halftime- still 1-0.
In the second half, they score.
1-1
And in the last minute....they score again.
2-1.
Loser.
Again.
I was so disappointed. :[

Then, I walk off the field.
And I hear a cheer.
And I look over.
And I see my friends.
Who took time out of their schedules to come watch me.
:]
I was so touched.
I have the best friends.
They are the greatest.
I couldn't ask for better friends.

Especially this kid.
Who came up and took me out for some fun before my seclusion from the world before and during Finals Week...

So.
In a sense, I'm a loser.
But in a way, I'm not.
I have great friends....
It makes me a winner.

..chelle..

Class.

I just had to blog about this...

In Book of Mormon today we were discussing Alma, chapters 1-4.
We were talking about Nehor, the Anti-Christ, and his priestcraft ways.
It was going good.
Then Dr. Whitchurch asks us what Nehor would look like if he walked in our class today.
Some kid raises his hand
And says "JERSEY SHORE."
Confused, Dr. Whitchurch says "What is Jersey Shore?"
Everyone's laughing, by the way.
And a girl says, trying not to be awkward, "It's a popular MTV TV show."
Dr Whitchurch: "OH."
And the kid, totally embarrassed says, "Yeah. I've just heard about it."
Way to be random kid I don't know.
Way to be.

Thanks for enduring BOM with me Ash. :]
..chelle..

Grown-up.

This weekend....
I had an event in life that made me realize that I was growing up.
I know.
It's taken me awhile.
Nothing had really made me realize what I was getting myself into.
Not graduating from high school.
Or getting a job.
Or moving out.
Or going to college.
Or sending friends off on mission.
Or my little brother getting baptized.
None of those things made me realize that I had grown-up....
Until now.

My good friend Ember is engaged.
And had a beautiful bridal shower.
And i was in attendance at that bridal shower.
Don't get me wrong.
It was fun.
The food was good.
Ember was glowing.
Everything was so precious.
But.
At one point.
I turned to Jules....
And said, "SHE'S. GETTING. MARRIED."
And Julie in all her wisdom turns to me and says, "Chelle. Calm. We'll all be getting married soon."
ummmm......
WHAT?!?!?!
I'm 18.
I could get married now.
I don't even want to think about that.
I'm not even steady dating.
Completely single.
How could I get married?
Bleh.
It's just so sad.
I remember when I was in high school and the extent of my dating questions were who was going to ask me to the dance.
I also remember playing soccer with Ember.
In high school.
Now.
Everything is different.
I'm growing up.
I have to start acting like one...
Easier said than done.

But for now.
I'll just ponder growing up.
And the life decisions on the way.
And maybe someday i'll get there.
Someday.
On the bright side...look at my pretty friends at the shower. :]

Happy end of November.
..chelle..

Weekend.

Just when I needed one most...
A great weekend. :]
Friends are the best.
Seriously.
I couldn't ask for any better ones.
Throw in some Harry Potter premiers....

Some epic Paint Party dancing. (seriously. Best dance ever.)

Some Turkey Bowl....Wardie style....

The last football game with some besties....

And a good old birthday party for Siera....

And you get an AMAZING weekend.
Seriously.
One of the best yet.
And now i'm heading back to the STG.
To chill with the crew.
And the fam.
And my besties.
:]
Two good weekends in a row.
Can't get any better than that.

..chelle..

Reality.

Remember when things happen that seem so far away?
And you think, "Hey. This day will never come."
Uh.
False.
It comes.
And it comes fast.
Like graduating high school.
Yeah.
That happened like 6 months ago.
Starting college. Like 3 months
Blah. :/
They all come fast.
And now.
It's time to say goodbye.
To Mike.

My SkyCoaster riding, AP Euro enduring, Sterling Scholar friend.
We bonded so much this past year.
He's a great friend.
And i'm going to miss him.
And of course...Brad.

What can I say about Brad?
We've become so close.
He's one of my best friends.
We have so much in common.
I feel like I can talk to him about anything and everything.
And John Mayer won't be the same without him.
I'm going to miss our funny convo's.
And our inside jokes.

But for now....reality is setting in.
Everyone is growing up.
And.
It's time for the goodbyes to start.
And I don't like it.
One.
Bit.

It's times like these that make me wish we were all still in high school....
..chelle..

Stuff.

Sometimes.
I have nothing to say.
And I haven't blogged for a while.
So.
I decide to blog.
About random stuff.
Like this song I love:

Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps, praying the floor wont fall through...
Again
And my mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine

You paint me a blue sky
And go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game but you changed the rules everyday
Wonderin' which version of you I might get on the phone
Tonight
Well I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should have known....
"Dear John"- Taylor Swift

And sometimes my cute grandmother sends me Halloween packages.
With boots.
And cute shirts.
And some desperately needed money.

My mom comes up too.

And makes my day. :]

We go shopping and to PF Changs and other stuff.

We bond.

I miss her tons. :[

And she also brings me my car!

For 2 and a half weeks. 

I'm happy. :]

I put a pink, blue, and yellow wrap in my hair.

It's pretty legit. :]

I've actually made friends up here too!

Awesome huh?

I did it!

Meet my besties....Aly, Andrea, Anna, Aubreigh (holy A names), Mags, and Kayla.

Plus Thomas. Minus Ashley.

Here she is..... :]

Claire, Jess, and Jess are amazing too.

So is Will. :]

And of course.....MAMA. :]

Finally, I went to All Time Low.

It was SO good.

Alex was as hot as ever.

And I went crazy.

And crowd surfed.

And such is life right now. :]

..chelle..

Halloween.

Happy Halloween!
Four days ago....
Ha!
I'm a little behind.
I've had a HUGE research paper due.
Three tests next week...Monday, Thursday, and Friday.
Anyways...
I had fun. :]
College Halloween is definitely ten times better than High School Halloween.
Dance parties all weekend long.
Dressing up.
Ke$ha.
And good friends. From the good old STG and from the BYU. 
I love it. :]
Next year will be great.
Here are just a few memories....

Welcome to November. :]
 ..chelle..

Fall.

Goodbye Fall.
The forecast says you will be leaving us here soon tomorrow.
As evil Mr. Winter is moving in.
With his dumb snow storms.
Sad day.
But.
It just wasn't meant to be.
Thanks for the first true fall i've had in 3 years.
The leaves were great.
So were the parties.
And hangouts.
And excursions.
Fare thee will.
Until next year.

It was fun while it lasted. :[
 ..chelle..

Girls.

"A best friend is a sister destiny forgot to give you." 
---Unknown

I love all these girls.
Times a million.
They are just the best.
I'm grateful for their friendship.
They're like sisters to me. :]
Love you all.
..chelle..

Brad.

So.
I have a good friend named Brad.
He's kind of a blog whore.
Kind of is an understatement.
He creeps into our friend's blogs at random times.
He's proud of it.
But.
He keeps asking me to blog about him.
Actually. Begging. ;]
Anyways.
I decided to blog about him.
And.
Since he's 19.
I decided to tell you the Top 19 Reasons why I'm NOT going to miss Brad Dorius when he leaves for Korea.
Buckle up.

19. Obviously Brad isn't a good talker. All he does is text. He never calls to talk to me. Or Skypes me. Not like he sends me nice texts either. He wouldn't send me something like "I like your hair though. It's nice."
18. Brad doesn't like John Mayer. Not like he went to the best concert of my life with me or anything. Not like we bond over his songs. Yeah. Not at all.
17. Brad can't play the ukelele. He sucks at it in fact. He never carries it around or brings it on his trips. He can't play cool songs like Misery or Jack Johnson or anything.
16. Brad can't play the guitar. And cause he doesn't like John Mayer, he doesn't play his songs either.
15. Brad can't play the piano either. Not like he plays songs so beautifully that it moves you to tears. Or plays cute songs that touch your soul. Let's just end this argument here and say that Brad isn't musical.
14. Tennis. Please. Brad can't play tennis. I beat him all the time. His serve has zero spin and no kick. And we don't talk for 5 hours and get sunburned after it or anything.
13. Brad is so NOT good at Biology. He can't help with my homework or understanding lectures or anything. He's useless in that department.
12. Les Miserables? Yeah. Brad hasn't ever heard of that play. We couldn't be friends because he would hate the music. And he wouldn't connect with Eponine at all. Yep. No way.
11. You know that movie Inception? It's not like we saw that 2 times. It didn't become our favorite movie. And the top didn't topple over. It's true. Just saying.
10. Brad goes to bed so early. He's never seen what life looks at at 3 in the morning. He always goes to bed at midnight. He needs his beauty sleep. Obviously.
9. Brad hates Krave. His spits it out every time we go there. We never eat there. Well. When I lived down there.
8. BYU? Yeah. Brad hates it. He is so anti-BYU. We have BYU fights. He is pro-Utah. Nothing bad about that. But it's just not BYU.
7. Brad went skydiving and didn't take me. Enough said.
6. Along with not liking BYU, Brad hates the color blue. Which happens to be the color that I have the most of. My eyes are blue too. We don't click at all on color combos.
5. Brad can't handle Lady GaGa. And her awesomeness.
4. Brad isn't involved in the gospel or anything. He wasn't on Seminary Council or anything. Not like he has cool quotes or other stuff.
3. NEVER ask Brad for advice. It sucks. It doesn't apply to anything. Really. He told me once to give a weekend of college and stay home to do homework and catch up. Yeah. Right.
2. Brad doesn't make special trips up to Provo to visit us. He doesn't come up and go to Conference with me. Cause he's not spiritual remember? He doesn't like to hang with us here at BYU. Or anything. How boring. All he does is work.

And the number one reason I won't miss Brad Dorius?

1. I didn't get to know Brad this summer at all. I didn't develop a good friendship with him. He didn't become one of my best friends or anything. I didn't have some of my best moments with him. We didn't have any memories. Not like he was involved in the best summer of my life. I didn't find out about myself at all by being his friend. And I didn't make a lifetime friend. At all.

So Brad.
Thanks for nothing.
Here's your blog from me.
Hope you enjoy.
...chelle..

Fire.

Saturday...
I went back to my roots.
My home roots.
Well.
Not exactly my home roots.
But roots. Nevertheless.
We had a huge bonfire in the middle of nowhere.
From the STG to the BYU.
People still love to burn illegally.
Fun. :]

We roasted some hot dogs and Starbursts.
And of course made some s'mores. :]
I love these girls too by the way.

College has helped me so much.
I've become such a more relaxed person.
I live life as it comes.
I'm done thinking.
I'm done overanalyzing.
As the Beatles say: Let it Be.
That's how it is.
So world.
Come at me.
I'm waiting.
And appropriately...this post happens to be making reference to my favorite song.
Slow Dancing in a Burning Room.
I love John Mayer. :]
He's the best. :]

 ...chelle..

Quarter.

Today marks the halfway point of the semester.
I've officially been at college for one quarter.
It's crazy.
Time has gone by so fast.
But.
I love it.
College is truly the best.
:]
So much fun and new friends...
And the occasional homework assignments. ;]
I love it here.
So.
Dear BYU students-
Happy half-semester day. :]
May the rest of this semester be just as exciting.
And fun.
And may your grades stay decent. :]

And may visiting hours be extended for more fun times. :]
..chelle..