last few days of bliss...

ladies and gents.
this is the LAST summer that i, ali sanchez, will ever spend being underage
:)
mmhmm.
"with great power (being not 17:))  comes great responsibility(life:P) ."
this spring break, i plan on driving to

with these crazy ladies

:) 

BECAUSE by then i will be 18:) 

and by then, i will have already applied to the following schools

1. the U

2. Boston U

3. BYU-Idaho

4. BYU-Hawaii

and 

yes. 

5. BYU-Provo

for someone who's so against going to the Y, i sure am spending a lot of time, effort, and money to get in. 

but this is why. 

this right here is my dream car. 

cherry red sport wrangler.
removable doors and
topless for the summer sun:)
and this is my current ride..
 
only in green.
petunia has lived a very full life, she is nearing the end of it though. :(
so i need a new(er) car.
guess who offered to buy me a new(er) jeep sport wrangler IF i went to BYU????
these folks.

don't be fooled by their smiles and "i want what's best speech" people.

it's not true. they are out to get me. as simple as that. 

so i've given this much thought.

i'll go to the Y for a semester, get my jeep and then transfer to the U:) 

nope. i have to GRADUATE from the Y :P

BUUUUT 

they never ever specified WHICH byu...:)

hawaii here i come???:) 

BUUUUT :(
i still have my little heart set on going to the U:(


obviously, my parents hate me.

best-facebook-taekwondo-road-tripping friends for ever and ever

once upon a time there was a little girl who got beat up in kindergarten. 

her daddy took immediate action and put her into club taekwondo lessons. 

he put her in lessons without any intentions of taking her out any time soon. 

years and years AND years after, this little girl, named ali, started to love it and be somewhat good. 

eventually, thanks to some crazy man who was determined to ruin her life, 

ali had to leave her first tkd studio and venture to find a new one. 

she ended up with these two ladies..

 

(no joke, that's really her...

no.. really.) 

eventually, one of them screwed us over.. and i had to yet, again, move studios. 

this time with a team.

:)

when i showed up to this new place, i noticed this chick at the front of the line..(my spot usually) and i automatically did not like her. not one bit. 

the feeling was mutual tho. 

as soon as i walked into the back room, i gave my coach a glare that could kill. 

i hated him for making me move here. 

i hated that i had to now fight for my new spot.

and after our first class, 

i hated that she was in front of me cause she was older.

AND 

i hated her because her forms were BEAUTIFUL and our teacher commented on it. 

every 3 seconds.

i hated her.
and she hated me.
BUT
before too long,
we became besties :)
take  a look...

we have issues..

we took on vegas:) 

and haunted houses 

vegas:) 

"anything can get done with big boobs."

POCAELLO! 

color fest:) 

besties kick each other in the face before homecoming.
not a big deal
and now, she's leaving for the U!!! AHHH
basically, we're awesome ninja's who have an addiction to coffee.
go us:)
oh and britt, if you come home and we don't get together. i will kill you:) 

thunder

in the morning, everyone will be posting about how the thunder storm didn't let them sleep. 

or how about how much they love rain. 

 i on the other hand, will be blogging about how much i love utah and it's crazy weather:) 

i love how the past two nights, it's rained. 

BUT 

the days are still hot as heck. 

love. 

love.

LOVE. 

although, looking outside my window scares the heck out of me, i simply adore it. 

so so so much:)

i'm here. in my room, listening to the best playlist ever complied in the history of man (actually more like the history of my life.. same thing really.), with thunder and rain in the back ground. 

one day, i WILL have one of these moments. mark my words folks 

except for this picture was taken in slovakia...

those slovakian boys aren't as cool as they sound...HA. but really. 

although, the city is gorgeous..

but yes. before i trail off too much, i'm calling it quits:) 

BBUUUUT i found out today that someone else reads my blog:) and that makes me SO happy:) yay for blog readers:) 

random thought of the night:

they should really have a BYU spain...or somewhere in europe:) 

quick little catch up..:)

so obviously, i didn't meet my summer goal of blogging every day. 

oops. 

BUT as of now, i will TRY to blog consistently

so last time i wrote, was BEFORE girls camp.. that was quite a while ago. and honestly, i didn't expect much out of it. i really didn't wanna go back. it was the first year that i felt more "meh." then "YAY CAMP!!!"  although, it was my little sister's first year, and my last so i figured, it'd be one heck of a way to end my girls camp career 

it ended up being one of the most amazing years ever. and i even went running at camp:) 

right after camp, i went to park city with my best friends. Ellie and Karli Thornley. 

it was a partay. 

we did a lot of walking, a lot of driving and iron chef-ing all in one weekend because...

that monday, i left to cross country camp!!!:) 

and it looked a little like this...

THEN 

i came home, and hit up california:)
first was tkd camp.. where we trained non stop. then my fam bam met me down there and we played southern california for a while..:) 

THEN! we had time trials for cross country. 

ANNND 

i made top ten:) 

spandexxxxxx;) :) :) YES!

they look more like this only red and white:) 

as opposed to these diaper insta ride up wedge ones... that we had last year

thennnn last night, i ran a midnight 5k with my besties: )

but for the mean time, those are all the pictures i have

to be continued:) 

ten traits...:)

so along my blog stalking, 

i came across this fun little pysch test. 

ten personality traits. 

i think some seem to contradict themselves on my scores.. :/

take a look:) 

Accessible

You're comfortable expressing yourself in words and actions, with no self-censorship. You believe that if someone doesn't like what they see it's not your problem, but theirs. A high score on the "accessible" trait suggests that you have a lot of friends, socialize often, and enjoy rap/hip-hop music.

You don't see the need to keep your thoughts to yourself, or to have a zone of privacy that encompasses only yourself and a small circle of friends and relatives.

Understanding

You are willing to take the time to find out what's going on with other people, especially if they're in distress. You're a good listener, you don't criticize, and you offer unbiased, respectful, honest advice when it's requested. With a high score on the "understanding" trait, it is likely that you are enthusiastic about charitable work, helping others, and making the world a better place.

You don't feel the need to impose your standards on others or say things that, even though true, cause pain.

Impulsive

You trust your your instincts. What others may see as rash behavior is, for you, simply going with your gut. Individuals with a high score on the "impulsive" trait tend to try new, sometimes outrageous, things.

You are not timid. For you, spending time microscopically examining the pros and cons of every decision means never getting anything accomplished.

Optimistic

You are a "glass half-full" kind of person, always on the lookout for the silver lining. Your happiness is contagious, which is why others like to be around you.

You do not feel that the world is an intrinsically depressing place; you are not the kind of "realist" who thinks that only fools find joy in life.

Curious

You like to get to the bottom of things. You're not content knowing what someone did; you want to know why they did it.

You don't simply take things as they are and move on; you're not content skimming along on the surface; you don't feel you're wasting time by digging for the meaning of things.

Prudent

You look before you leap, think before you act, consider what you're about to say before you open your mouth to speak; that's why you rarely have to eat your words.

You usually don't get excited easily or blurt out the first thing that comes to mind without considering the consequences.

Calm

You rarely become irritated, generally accept people as they are, take things as they come, and feel relaxed in most situations.

You do not let a minor annoyance escalate to a confrontation. You don't regularly snap at those around you or fly off the handle with little provocation.

Reckless

You tend to give in to your impulses and indulge your cravings. Rather than fight your emotions, you often do what comes naturally, which means occasionally overdoing it, sometimes even embarrassing yourself.

You are not good at resisting temptation and avoiding overindulgence; you are not the kind of person who doesn't regret anything you said or did.

Warm

You have a genuine interest in other people. You're a natural host, and are always thinking about how you can increase the happiness of those around you. When friends have problems or are in trouble, you're usually the first person they turn to for aid and comfort. Scoring high on the "warm" trait suggests that you are among those who enjoy domestic activities — doing things around the house — and are enthusiastic about charitable work, helping others, and making the world a better place.

You don't always say exactly what you're thinking; you don't like the idea of causing anyone pain because of your criticism.

Empathetic

You are in touch with your own feelings, which helps put you in touch with the feelings of others.

You don't buy the logic that your happiness comes ahead of everyone else's because unless you're happy you're incapable of making anyone else happy.

dear dumb blog???

last time i blogged, i practically poured my soul into a really well thought out post that i've been DYING to post for almost forever and a half. 

hour and a half into it, i clicked "PUBLISH POST" and my screen went blank. 

and in itty bitty letters and the bottom of the screen was 

"failure to save"

AH. i think i almost cried when i went to bed that night. so i've been enjoying the good old days of journal-ing:) 

i even finished one, and went to Barns and Noble and bought a new one:) 

this one, hopefully, will be kept up all during senior year

SENIORS  

AH. 

i need someone to take my senior pictures. :P if anyone knows anyone, let me know:) 

Dear dumb blog, 

firstly, you are not dumb. i just needed to be creative, and as we all know, that is no where near one of my strong points. oops. 

but recently, i feel like i'm being suffocated by the woman who birthed me ( and won't let me forget it..) and the man who knocked her up. no matter what i do, i'm always doing something wrong and awful. yesterday, i went to salt lake with my best friend, karli and her older sister, Brenna. i texted the rents to ask if it was okay with them and i got no answer. so since i was with an adult, i figured that it'd be okay. i mean, i was with an adult, i wasn't driving, i was paying for my own way in and such. oh boy. was i wrong. my mother has taken this new habit of calling me whenever she's livid with me, and letting me know. as well as everyone within 6 feet of me. so i got one of these lovely phone calls and i think that everyone in the space center heard that i was screwed as soon as i stepped foot into my house. 

oops. again. 

construction is a monster. it's simply awful. and it makes a commute that's a good 30-45 minutes, a solid hour if you're lucky. has anyone met me?? if anything can go wrong with the situation, it will. simply because i'm involved. so as we set off on our journey back home, traffic wasn't horrid. let's just say that it was bad enough that my mother called 3 times. in less then half hour. by the third phone call, she seemed rather chill. i figured that she'd just be too tired and i'd get home, find them in bed, and deal with it in the morning. 

wrong. again. 

when brenna pulled into my condos, i booked it up the stairs and rushed inside only to find that my mother was ripping the door open as well. i walk in, and my dad is giving me the classic glare (any of my guy friends that have met my dad know). when i was little, the look alone could make me cry. 17 and a half years later, it's kinda just like 'eh. you've over used it.. i'm not scared.. frankly, i could care less...' and i think that he's catching on that his looks are loosing it. so he reverts to yelling, and cutting me off whenever i try to explain. which usually ends up with me in tears because i'm just SO frustrated. talking to the parents sometimes is like talking to a brick wall. actually, no. i'd get further with the brick wall then them. so as my father began his rant,  i just handed my keys over, even though they weren't being asked for, and stood there and listened to how i'm going no where in life, because, people who are going somewhere in life, come home on time, they don't disrespect people and come home late. because if you come home late, you are obviously doing drugs, having sex and drinking. what will the neighbors think of me if i'm coming home at absurd hours??! do i want the neighbors to think i'm a whore?? obviously, my dad knows what's up. 

usually, he's cool and i have him in my corner. he's a good parent, just sucks at talking to people (me), and he's so stuck up. like he's right and no one else matters. the thought of me being out of his control, freaks the hell out of him. it's cute, i'm daddy's little girl. aw. presh. but i'm almost 18..i can do stuff for myself. i don't need someone holding my hand at all times. even though that wasn't ever him..the thought of me getting married before i graduate from college, makes him want to to punch a wall. SDFJKAKSJGHJKLAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GAH. 

i've always thought that once i turn 18, i do what i want. no one can tell me other wise. 

um..no. 

not unless i want to be homeless. and tuition-less. 

and since they're willing to pay for tuition, it feels like i'm stuck pleasing them with everything. where i live, where i go to school, what i major in, what color is in my hair. when i get married. everything. 

my only hope for moving out and keeping them happy enough to pay tuition, is if i get a scholarship. housing preferably. if anyone knows of any private scholarships, let me know:) pleaseeee

this sucks. why the heck are we forced to make such major decisions that WILL impact our life, when we're SO young?? it's almost like the world is setting us up for failure. maybe it just seems that way in my world. 

the best part is that through all this, there are still other things in life that make me want to scream. 

like girls camp, for example. YCL yaaaa. me and two other girls are in charge of planning camp activities for 18 people. with a 30 dollar budget. um? how is that gonna work? we went 40 dollars over. 

oops. again. 

i just miss my old stake full of the girls that i freaking love:( i know like 3 of the girls in this stake. bleh. and i'm NOT looking forward to seminary graduation. the speaker is prolly gonna be someone from timp seminary. that means NOTHING to me. and i won't be graduating with my friends. instead, with a whole ton of randoms.. woopie.. 

boys. boys who are on their man period. AH! don't text me if you expect me to keep the conversation going, or if your're going to give me one word answers OR if you don't text me till like 12:45 pm.   

 bleh.

yours truly, 

ali sanchez.