gimp.

and sometimes God hates you.

it's really not a big deal..

i mean that is until you can't walk. then it really makes things rough

so i've been annoying the heck out of tons of people to buy a flag from me so i could go to NXN southwest.

so i could do this..

die.

and make this face..

:)

i was so ready.

but the morning of, i went to the doctors, and ended up like this...

up to my knee. in crutches.

oh it's okay, i wanted to miss the most important, final race of my senior season to be stuck at home in a boot rendering me a gimp. it's really okay..

NO.it's not.

i cried. many times. at school, (painfully awkward.) at hom, in my car when no one was looking, in the doctors office, in bed. whenever the girls called to let me know how it all went. all the time.

who knew one person could cry for so long?

but before all this, my parents decided to hate me and we yelled.

we're mexican. it's what we do. when you can't get your point across, you yell.

because, ovbiously, the louder you say it, the more likely they are to agree with you... didn't everyone know that..?

so i had angry parents,

let down my cross team,

let down my tkd team,

and

unfinished BYU essays.

BOOOOOO.

oh and a lovely boot.

i hate my life.

....

on a less dramatic note, you know that awkward moment when you stumble along a song that's better then original? and you love it more?

yes.. take a look, or listen, whatever. and fall in love.

cover.

these cute little brown sibilings (watch out jo bros..) decided to make an adele cover, and be on CNN two days later.. no big.

and this is the original.

classic. almost. i love adele.

we. are. fighting.

it's end of term my friends. and as if that wasn't stressful enough, me and the rest of the world are fighting.

it's funny to think that school is the least of my problems. i have an almost 4.0:)

if i can ace my medical english test TOMORROW (yes, teachers actually hate students and give them tests the LAST day of the term. it actually happens.) and my finincial lit lit test that is ALSO tomorrow, ANNND finish both of my cultural arts reports;

i will have a 4.0:)

maybe then BYU will decide that they love me and they'll let me in.

did i ever mention that?

i've made an official decicion about this crazy thing called college.

if and only if, i make it into BYU, i'll go there.

the more i thought about it, and the cooler it sounds :P ...it's a PRIVATE university that is ranked all over the place, has an AMAZING xc team and i look pretty cute in blue...:)

i'll still apply to all 4 universities that i thought of before but if by the grace of God i make it into BYU, i'll be a coug...:)

BUT considering i just got my first not A in seminary, i might cry:(

dear brother tager, your test was stupid. even though i did pretty well on it, it was STUPID.

yes, i was gone for SCHOOL EXCUSED absences and i don't get credit?? what the french toast?? i'm pretty sure that the general athorities at some point in life said to get involved in high school..that requires missing class sometimes....BOOO!!

GAH!

brother tager, we. are. fighting.

you and your stupid B+. 6. 6 freaking points away from an A-.

I.HATE.YOU.

oh yeah, i also am fighting with Mrs. Molina. my LIA teacher. so i missed the first day we went to classes to go home cause of some unrelated issue, and i never got my actual assigned teacher. ever. it's been 2 weeks later, and still i'm bouncing back and forth between classes. it's ridic. totally ridic. so i missed another day for state cross meet, and again, she marked me absent and it's unexcused becuase she decided that. and well actually, it was school exuced.i hate you. so now, i have an NC with her, and today as i asked her about what classroom i'm assigned to, she took it as "mrs. molina, please take the next 3 minutes of my life and yell at me. tell me everything that is wrong with me in front of the entire class. oh, and while you're at it, PLEASE call the assistant principal and tell him what's up ya? that'd just make my DAY!"

being the amazing person that she is, she did JUST that! oh lovely.

 

yeah. i hate. you. i always have, but it's mutual. so whatever.

i just can't wait to tell you that i'm bailing out at the semester.

:) oops.

another thing i'm fighting with.

boys.

in general.

they all are dumbbbb.

in the perfect world, there would be a boy that was roughly 6'5, and kinda built. he'd have dark hair and light colored eyes. he'd love sports but not be rooted to the TV in any given season. (uness it was march madness, that is TOTALLY understandable.) he'd love to come running with me and know how to tell me that i'm being annoying without being mean. he'd also love the outdoors but love being inside too. we'd go rock climbing all the time and possibly rapelling down waterfalls too. he'd also be a return missionary with school on his mind once he got back instead of getting married.

but this is high school.

and you get stung along for stuff you did NOT sign up for, and you'd pretend that everything is hunky-dory.

boys are dumb.

i guess that's why missions are TWO whole years long, so all the weird can leave them and they'll be normal for us:)

oh did i mention that MVHS XC BOYS and GIRLS took state???:)

fuzzy:( but that's us:) boys and girls. state champs baby!!!

oh and i'm selling flags:( please buy one from me:(

iannnd for black belt testing, i'm in need of soap for a serive progect. if anyone has bars of soap they are dying to get rid of, i'm your girl:)



mother theresa

you know those days when being alive is just simply to difficult?

and going to class makes you wanna punch babies?? (heaven forbid we are in a nursery when that happens)

yes, well we decided that it was time for a personal day.

thorchez or sanley style:)

we made our way to Starbucks and got coffee.

we were FINALLY awake. thank goodness for caffeine.

then we got hungry so we went to mcdonalds and got breakfast:)

yay for dollar menu!!:)

then i needed to pee, but we couldn't walk back into mcdonalds cause that would be weird, so we ventured off to the library.

then we decided that we needed to go somewhere where we could truly enjoy our coffee that Starbucks made for us.

this is where we ended up..

the y.

when we got out of the car to enjoy the awesome view, karli stubbed her toe and instead of yelling profanities, she belted out "MOTHER THERESA!!!" at the top of her lungs.. so elle and i joined in the belting. we thought it would be refreshing to the ears of the BYU students.

we are hilarious in our own minds.

then out of nowhere,this hippie-granola man comes up to us and asks us if we were the ones yelling, and cautiously we said yes..

we weren't sure if he was gonna get mad or something but then out of nowhere

he cracked a smile and as we bursted out laughing because we were so embarrassed someone heard us, and this man thought it was great:)

then he left and told us to have a happy life:)

and that my friends, was the start of an awesome day:)

then we decided to venture off to dry canyon, and have deep talks on the hood of my car about the previous day that we spent with the coolest guys ever:) then once it started raining,we still had no intentions of moving. so we didn't. until we got bored and went on a nature hike:)

then we got burritos from tanner's house.. he has awesome green salsa.

then we went to the dollar store and bought matching ring pops because that's what best friends do:)

then we finished off the day at my house reading about kissing tips from cosmo..

memories are totally made when you're doing what you're not supposed to be:)

i.love.senior.year.:)

totally worth the 6 days of hark now:)

MOTHER THERESA!!!!

:)

Picture perfect

You know those days when you realize just how much you hate being under someone's control? Yeah, story of my life for the past two days. Two days may not seem like much, but in this house, two days might as well be two hundred years.
From the outside I'm sure we look like some kind of family that belongs on the cover of "Utah valley magazine". Two kids who are both active in the church, play sports, and are honor roll students. Little can anyone see that living in a house like ours, is anything but easy.
Before you start thinking crazy things, we always get dinner, we don't get beat or anything but for some reason, I can't do this anymore.
The moment your name becomes a derogatory insult, you wanna cry.. The moment you get told to pack up cause your going to go play maid at your grandparents house who live 3,000 miles away, you wish you hadn't left your asics at school so you could run away. Literally. To the end of the world and never come back.
But what kills you most is having your own dad tell you you're a waste and the moment you graduate, he wants nothing to do with you. While your mom just glares at you as if you brought all this upon yourself.
I hate living here. Oh so much.. I can't stand being under the leash my dad wants me on. This is exactly why I hate mexican culture.. Men are not above women. I'm not going to treat anyone with any sort of respect who doesn't do the same for me. Ever.
I don't know why i got delt the card I did, but all i know is that I have one hell of a best friend who I can always call and bawl to. It kinda sucks when the person who you have to go to isn't in your family. That your actual family are the ones that you want close to nothing to do with simply because they don't realize anything other then what they want.
Picture perfect my butt.
Get me out of here yesterday.
I quit.

bob firman

this weekend when everyone ventured off to another day at school and it's rousing homecoming festivities, me and 43 other kids sat on a charter bus awaiting a rousing 6 hour trip to bosie idaho. why you may ask are 44 teenage kids willingly missing their senior/junior/sophomore homecomings???

well, for the seniors, we're either super duper dedicated to the well being of our team, or we didn't get asked cause boys are noobs.

we were headed to one of the most intense races of the season.

bob firman.

there were 11 states represented and well over 2,000 runners there.

pretty much, this race is a huge deal.

while we were on our warm up, these two boys ran by us and looked at our jerseys and said "you guys are mountain view...? like the famous one..?"

yes weird boys. we are the famous mountain view. jealous much?

then they kept on bugging us about our current team.

weirdos. but i guess it comes with the running shorts.

we ended up doing really well actually:)

we took third again:)

yay jay-vee girls!!:)

i'll post pictures once i get mine back and i'm not mooching time off my parent's..

the night before, as tradition calls for, we bought a goldfish. last year, coach's kid threw him into the lake we race around.. but we took better care of him this time!! he made it almost home..then he died...:( because TWO missionaries (or soon to be ones) didn't give xavier bjorn firman a blessing through the phone:(

but over all, i am SO glad i ended up racing. it was such an amazing race and trip. i heart my team:)

because i'm a girl

because i'm a girl, i have opinions:) 

about everything. 

whether i choose to express them, or not, is a different story. but trust me. they're there

from tampons, to the holy war this weekend. 

being a girl sucks. sometimes. but once we all get that lovely visit from aunt flow, we hate it. 

and by the third day...i really just wanna dance. 

ha. hahahahahahahahahah. 

yes. this is exactly why i spend a dollar more on tampons. because of this commercial

it kind of makes my life. 

and who doesn't want colorful tampons??? it just makes the worst week in the month, THAT much better:) 

now on to the 

HOLY WAR!!!

 

this lovely man had this to say in 09

""I don't like Utah," former BYU quarterback Max Hall said after the Cougars beat the Utes in 2009. "In fact, I hate them. I hate everything about them. I hate their program, I hate their fans, I hate everything ... I think the whole university, their fans and their organization, is classless. They threw beer on my family and stuff last year, and they did a whole bunch of nasty things, and I don't respect them, and they deserve to lose.""

Jerk. 

but now BYU has this man...

BUT the U has 

jordan wynn:) 

both teams are coming off losses. but utah is gonna win.

:) 

go utes. 

oh the many faces of me

while looking thoughout my facebook pictures, i came across

lots of different looks i have.. and let me tell you

they are hilarious.

so hilarious in fact, that i'm going to share them with you all:)

mid tourney and i'm having a blast!

LIA southern utah trip.. make a funny face!!

even in public places..:)

there was hope for me once!!!

and sometimes, i like to climb on things..or mascots..

:)

zombie? artistic? i dunno. i loved it tho

yea..

awkward roomies!!

passing out soonish? maybe? did i win? yes:)

smoothie mustache!

there.is.a.boy.carring.me..why?

hawt

sometimes i like facial hair..

yes, i can look decent when it matters

tummies!! midnight:)

latest and greatest. you try racing with 4 hours of sleep, allergies, a stuffy nose, AND sore throat. lets see how cute you look then..

shinsplit face!! i love my team:)

we won!!

perrrdy

ah! heels:( this is why i wear toms. ALL the time..

and this is why i don't have a boyfriend...

or am going to homecoming...

but it's okay:)

boyfriends are overrated and i rather race bob firmman then go to my senior homecoming.

come what may, and love it<3