Suck.

Here's the daily routine, Monday-Friday:
Alarm rings at 7.
Work starts at 8 (editor's note: work is 20 minutes away on a GOOD day.)
Snooze alarm.
Sleep until 7:30 when Mom comes in threatening to take away my car so i'll get good sleep.
Jump out of bed.
Throw on nice shirts/pants/a skirt when necessary.
Hair back in bun.
Insert headband.
Eyeliner.
Run down stairs.
Yell at mom (telling you one day you'll get fired) and tell her you'll make it on time.
Leave at 7:45 (if lucky.)
Curse all red lights along the way.
Actual check-in time: 8:04-8:06.

However,
SHAKE UP this routine.
Hello boy I see Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday.
You're gorgeous.
That's when as I'm running out the door,
I throw a tube of mascara and some eyeshadow in my purse.
And do it before the afternoon when he's there.
Tee-hee.
I also tend to straighten my hair or actually braid it instead of bun it the night before these days.
Just to impress.

It hasn't worked so well this far.
He remembers my name.
And we were formally introduced once.
That's a plus.
But.
My moments around him haven't been too shining.
Once, I was sick and basically sneezed in his face.
Once, he made me flustered and I choked on my own spit trying to respond.
Once, I dropped a few letters at his feet.
And once, I tripped over my clumsy feet.

This week (today)
So determined to impress.
Cute skirt,
Straight hair,
And normal make-up.

3 P.M.- See cute boy by stairs.
Catch his attention.
Say hi.....
WALK STRAIGHT INTO RAILING OF STAIR.
Wince.
Try to go up the stair and shake it off.
Trip up stairs.
In skirt.
Smile and sprint up stairs, not saying a word.

Ladies and gentleman, Michelle Wood.
..chelle..

Nights.

As much as I miss Provo,
And as excited as I am to get back up (1 MONTHHHH!)
I'm gonna miss these summer nights.
And these STGers for a month.

Hollllllllla at your summer nights.
..chelle..

Please.

Dear you:

I know your new CD is set to release in late 2011-mid 2012.
But please.
Release it earlier.
I need more soothing from my favorite man.
Put some light back in my life.
A kiss wouldn't be too shabby either.
Love,
Your biggest fan.
..chelle..

Julie.

4 years ago, I moved to St. George, Utah.
I had no friends.
Then a girl in my ward ended up taking me to soccer conditioning one early morning at 6 A.M.
And we've been friends ever since.

She was my first friend here in STG.
EVER.
Followed by our other bestie Ryan.
We went through everything in high school.
Soccer.
Rush/Club Soccer.
Friends.
Dances.
Boys.
Boys.
Boys.
Trips.
Boys.

Occasionally we went to California with our other bestie Ryan.

We did crazy things at SUU Camp.

EFY and Ward Activities were always enjoyable.

Spring Break '09= DISNEYLAND.

I can't tell you how many countless movies we watched in her basement Junior year.

She graduated with all of them and left me behind.

This girl was with me through thick and thin.
I can't tell you how many long talks and girls nights we had.
She's one of the few people who's seen every side of me and still loves me.
She's amazing at EVERYTHING she sets her mind to.
And I just love her to death.

Yesterday, she was married.
And it was the MOST BEAUTIFUL wedding.
I cried on multiple occasions.

Friday night before she got married, she called me.
And we talked for a little bit on the phone.
She told me this was our last conversation when she wasn't married.
And I hung up the phone and started crying.
My mom heard me sniffling and came in and told me to stop.
She said Julie wasn't dead.
Just married.
You know what?
She's right.
And I couldn't be more happy for her.

Jules.
I love you to death.
Happy marriage to you and Verle.
He's a lucky guy.
Have a blast in Cali.
I'll see you soon.

Love you. :]
..chelle..

Outlook.

http://www.freeinspirationalquotes.info/short-inspirational-quotes

Cheers to Monday.
..chelle..

Trip.

Saturday:
Overnight flight.
Landed.
JFK to LGA.
LGA to BOS.
Beacon Hill.
Old West Church.
And of course....HARVARD.

Sunday:
Bus tour.
Freedom Trail.
Old North Church.
Mike's Pastries.
Paul Revere's house.
Fenway.
Boston Commons.
BOS to CT.

Monday:
City with Mel and Laurin.
Dean and Deluca.
Baked by Melissa.
Fashion Avenue.
Madison Square Garden.
Macy's.
Subway alll overrrr.
SoHo.
FHE singles ward style.

Tuesday:
Shopping spreeeee.
Trains.
Yankees.
Victory: 12-4.
Broken train.
Lateee arrival: 2 AM.

Wednesday:
New York City at its finest.
Phantom of the Opera.
Shopping. Again.
Rockefeller Plaza.
Purse bargaining.
Macy's summer sales.
Sleeping over with Aly and Lauren. :]

Thursday:
Sleepover hangover.
Post-Corner Pizza.
Traffic.
JFK to LAS.
Home.

1 down, 3 to go.
..chelle..