v-day and v-cards

"he's super cute and just GAH! i like him"

i feel like every time you ask a girl about her boy she says the same thing. 

but this time, i really mean it. he IS super cute and just GAH. 

when you work in a restaurant working holidays like valentines day is inevitable. so tay tay and i both worked and we agreed on doing valentines day on saturday. buuut there was NO way i was just going to disregard the most lovey dovey day in the whole year. so i got on pinterest and started searching for some cute do-dad for tay

here's what i came up with...

1. cookies

2.brownies

3. heart shaped cookies with writing 

4. cakes 

5. more cookies

6. more brownies

7. candy grams

pinterest failed me. i didn't wanna kill taylor with my baking skills and my poetry skills aren't up to par. 

so i thought of the next best thing. 

a heart attack. :)

with tons of cute things written on them:) 

so i got my sissy and we spent a solid hour cutting hearts out and writing stuff. but then i had to go to work at 5 so we were in a time crunch. 

before that, i had the most stressful day at school. freshman to the max over here. 30% of my final grade is on one test that i spent all night studying for. i get to my THURSDAY ONLY class ready to kick this test's butt, when i find out that the test was on tuesday. pretty sure my world caved and started flooding as my eyeballs did too. so i ran into my academic counselor's office to see what i should do. but she wasn't there, but another lady was and she told me to go talk to him and tell him what was up and that she would bet her life that he'd let me take the test. so i did, i went and pleaded my case with tear streaked cheeks and thank holy Jesus, he's letting me take it. so minor heart attack right there. about an hour after i got home, taylor shows up with a dozen LONG STEM roses. :) totes adorbs right??:) i was totally caught off guard because i was thinking that we were doin stuff on saturday. but it was a pleasant surprise to a horrific day:) 

whadda gem:)

SO after cutting hears, i was off to work, and we get slammed. until 10. we had a table come in at ten. we freaking CLOSE at 10. i left work at like 10:35, and i got the other host to help me with taylor's car:) winter nights are freezing in utah friends. but oh so worth it. :) 

"my mom is telling me there is something on my car..." 

so i'm thinking SHOWTIME!

then i don't hear from him for 40 WHOLE MINUTES.

so i'm thinking he's bugged with me for attacking his car....again...

but then he wasn't so we're a-okay:) 

oh and another funny thought, in college, i guess anywhere, sex is such a norm. we had a lecture branch off and turn into a sex talk. in high school i feel like i would just stare at my desk with my face turning red. in college, you all just laugh at the dirty jokes professors are cracking. even at UVU in the heart of utah valley. maybe people here aren't so uptight.   

welcome to utah valley

today was my first experience with institute.

from what i've heard, it's supposed to be something along the lines of seminary. 

only like a million times better. 

and actually, it was honestly one of the worst experiences ever.

when they say that only those who really want to be there go, they're not kidding. 

i've never ever felt so so..bleh. i don't even know. it was just a horrible feeling walking into that room.

then the conversation started.

some guy was like "I served my mission in Australia and everyone there hates God. They're all materialistic atheists." 

ah, i'm not sure quite what it was but that really made me so angry. like DUH! missions are hard and you have to be willing to accept all sorts of people. the gospel that seems like second nature to us is something totally foreign to those who've never heard it 

it's not that they "hate  God", they're just not used to it all. and you would think that a MISSIONARY of all people would understand that..

it's the stereo-typical utah valley mormon.  

i know this missionary who's serving in like south america and he recently emailed home and was like 

"I don't understand why they're not willing to give up everything they know for God." 

and stuff like that just makes me so angry. 

i just feel like my institute class is full of crazy self-righteous return missionaries that are certain they're above everyone..

(and i do realize that i'm passing judgment...but still...)

it just makes me want to never go back to that class.