Boo Hoo....last one.

Well it's finally here, but I'm not sure if I have finally grasped it.

My last dance company concert at BYU.  Boo.

It's going to be a beautiful concert, and we have all been working so hard for it.

I've got the dance injuries and bruises all over the knees to prove so.

You should come if you live nearby.  Like, for reals though.

Also, sometimes I tell people that the girl in the picture is me.....But then I instantly feel bad for lying and say it's not me, but rather my beautifully gorgeous 6'1" friend Jessie--Who is gorgeous!

 

 

My Answer for everything? I'm too tired.

 

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I'm a busy busy lad.

Honestly, my blog is at the bottom of the priority list these days.

I teach 16 year old hellians.  Bless them.

I dance til 10 every night.

I work.

I have homework.

Boys....well....ya.

Am I complaining?

In the pictures above, I look tired.  Like, real tired.

That's how I'm lookin all the days long right now guys.  

It is what it is.

But next time, I'll try not to wear a men's sweater that makes me look preggers.  

I'm BAAACKK

I don't think I've ever gone this long without posting. 

But this week has been off the wall.  I had so many projects due this week AKA a 30 page paper.

Last night I was doing homework at my kitchen table, and this morning I woke up with the right side of my face drenched in drool--and the outer part of that circle of drool was all nasty nast with crusty saliva.  

Ya. I bear my soul on this blog.  

Well I'm back.  That paper is behind me, and nothing but research free bliss is ahead of me.  

For your sighting pleasure, I post different wedding dress sleeves.  

I'm in love with the top sleeve.  It's so retro but so unique to me.  My guy would have to say "I do" with a sleeve like that.  

A Hidden Language

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"The body says what words cannot"

-Martha Graham

"Oh hey lemme get that for ya"

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Shoes: Facade c/o Pamela Metcalf, Pantaloons: J.Crew, Blouse: J.Crew, Jacket: F21

Parties can sometimes be great....especially in this story.

I usually give Provo parties all the bad crap they deserve, but this one time it was....different.

Ha.

This party only had cookies at it, which I thought was ab-surd.  Gimme some brownies or cupcakes for driving all the way over to your house, BRO-YO.

I managed to find the leftover cookie dough from the cookies by acting like I um....owned the place---AKA I opened their fridge and found it in there.  What?

Ha.

I got carried away munching on mentioned cookie dough and got it all over my face.

Ha.

The friend I came with who I had known for 3 1/2 years (We went to Jerusalem together) came over and said in the most playing tone ever--like a young babe who is playing with their mobile or a newly discovered rockstar who just got their first gig. (um whoa my brain is random when I write and his reaction really wasn't that extreme.)

Anyway he said, "Oh looks like you have some stuff on your uh..lips.  Hey lemme get it off for you."

He comes in and hesitates, then laughs, then looks at me.  I stare back and say, "wait...it's still on my lips....."  (was that lame for me to say? I was just being playful back, right?)

At any rate, he came in and "got the cookie dough off my lips."

It like, kinda rocked, and I feel like I need to have cookie dough more often.