where or where..

i'm at a loss for words right now..i totally have several posts that need to be posted but i'm just not feeling them right now..

oh

boys are dumb.

but really. who shows up for the last 20 minutes of class to come say "hi" when they missed that one and the one before...

i'll tell you who.

retarded high school boys.

lets get this whole dating thing over with.

please?

will my lover come and knock at my door tomorrow and say something like

"oh hey ali.. so we don't know each other very well...but something tells me we are going to be very close in the future..."

and i'll be like "oh hello attractive stranger.. yes. can we please be best friends?"

then this will happen..

we'll be at lunch like at blue lemmon or somewhere cute and he'll get on one knee and show me this..

then...



you'll all see this on facebook...

then shortly thereafter you shall all recive this!

an ADORABLE save the date:)

then...

i'll buy a dress that looks sorta like this..

and we'll get married here...

(classic door knob shot..)

and our reception will look something along the lines of..

maybe..

but you better count on his face looking something like...

this:)

and my daddy's like..

then we'll buy a house that looks like this!!

and adopt yittles that look like this!!!

:)

and we'll live happily ever after.

thee end:)

but realy. where is this said man..????

so this is really for reals...

so i just got back from my last cross country banquet..

and it's safe to say that this season was one of the most rewarding seasons ever.

joining cross country has been one if not the best choices i've ever made.

i used to wonder what that feeling must've felt like..

knowing that you'll never wear that jersey again..

or race with the same team..

or under the same coaches..

or any of that..

and now, i just kinda wanna cry.

cross took over my life so suddenly and so drastically..i loved it but i hated it all at the same time.

now that it's really over, i want to cry.

i guess growing up really has to happen..

i miss my team already..thinking about next summer how i won't be complaining about summer cross is awesome but heartbreaking at the same time.

the simple sport has ment so much to me over high school and i'm not quite ready to say that my high school distance running career has come to a close..

cross has taught me so much about everything.

"excellence isn't a switch you turn on and off..it affects all aspects of one's life.."

people, running, health, myself, others.

i think that when i grow up, i want to see the world and live all over the place and finish a few of these...

but once i'm old and want to have children, they will run.

:)

 but long before then, i must find a boy who...

that moment when...

you know that awkward moment when you see the boy you used to like all over the girl he swore he was completely over? 

yea, story of today.

well not really. i only saw him for like 2 seconds. 

and the best part of it was

the moment i realized that i could care less what they were doing and i'm more upset i don't have him as a friend anymore cause clearly, i liked him as  a person if i like liked him even for a little. 

:)

enjoy..

there is hope:) 

pinterest says so

but really.

come what may and love it..even if it's that awkward moment when...

now we wait..

ladies and gents, 

it's done. 

my college applications are sent. 

now all there is left to do is wait for the e-mail. 

secretly, i hope they still send out letters:) 

i think i'd have a harry potter moment.

ya know? when harry gets his letter from hagrid?

only hagrid will be my mail man. but it's whatever. 

 so meanwhile, i have a NEW checklist of stuff to do. 

1. Get out of crutches

2. not die on the icy roads

3. Try to get ready all THIS week too

(i got ready every SINGLE day last week..yay:) )

4. kiss lots of boys

..no just kidding. haha cross country runner remember??

4. make up my med english grade AND my NC's 

mostly so when my parents get my report  card, i can show them how it's taken care of..

5. Stop eating my weight in yogurt every other day 

6. christmas shop for my besties:) 

7. stop spending hours on pinterest.

meanwhile, i'll share the pins that i LOVE

last but not least..

come what may and love it:) even if it means waking up in the wee hours of the morning to get ready everyday

a whole lot of something..and a whole lot of nothing..

oh my heck. it's been quite the thanksgiving weekend. 

lets start off with my lovely visit to the ER..

so we were at demo team practice (i just watch considering i can't taekwondo anything for the next little bit..:( 

and there was a part when a girl (nikki) does a spinning hook kick, and her mom(kris); another person in our demo team, ducks the kick. but this time around, nikki threw the kick and kris was at the wrong place at the wrong time.. and caught the kick..with her face. 

we rushed to instacare across the street to get her help, but as soon as we walked in, the girls at the front office told us that we needed to get to a hospital ASAP.. so we rushed to Utah Valley. well.. sorta. 

this was one of those times when the hand of the Lord practically slaps you across the face. 

traffic was awful and there was no way we were gonna be able to get to provo before Kris got any worse.. then someone offered a prayer, i got around a car, and the entire lane was empty...

smooth sailing into the ER.. 

when we got there, they got kris in and taken care of. it turns out that it was a skull fracture but it could be easily repaired. surgery would be needed tho. when nikki heard this, she about died. i felt so bad for her. i cannot imagine how she must have felt. poor kid. but soon enough her dad got to the ER and i left.. 

thanksgiving was the next day:) 

yay!!! i'm so thankful to have so many blessings in my life. like the gospel, my friends, my teams, my family!, my health (for the most part), ah, my leaders.. the list could go on and on.but really.:) 

then on friday, i did the usus...i hung out with these crazy girls..

the one on the left...
and..

kels:)
yay for cross country teammies:) when you decide to make the DUMBEST choice of your life (joining cross) be ready to make TONS of new best friends, give up sugar, men, and social lives, and to basically have a blast :) i'm not quite sure what i would do without that one (look above..) right there:) we met in seventh grade english and were best friends ever since! no just kidding, i thought kels was SO cool, so we were friends but never best friends. till we decided to be on cross :) now, we play every. single. weekend. no joke. none. at all. really. movie nights, yogurtland, menchies, and more movie nights. it's superb:)

thee next day, i went on a date!
 (gasp..cross girls get asked out????? yeah, it shocked my father too...)
he made this face when he saw who was at the door...

only coming from a mexican man makes it that much worse..
and of course i was dressed awfully. khaki shorts and a where's waldo sweater..
l;sadjgkvbaiuwer. there goes any chance of this kid ever asking me out again...
so i finally get changed into jeans (thank you daddy for the early birthday present:) ) and get ready to leave..
when i closed the door, my dad reopened it and glared as we went down the stairs.. can you say AWKWARD????????
finally, we got into his car (audi quattro..) and left for cafe rio :) yummm
then went to nickle city. SO.MUCH.FUN.
then we were driving around when we got hit...
but really.
first accident, on a date..
did i mention it was his dad's car..?
talk about most memorable date. like ever.
but still, it was way fun:) thank you blake!

THEN,
of course i called the cross girls. movie night and recap of that nights events??? i think yes:)
well, that was my break.not much of a break, but oh so much fun:)

Come what may, and love it..even if it's your dad's hit audi... 

sunday ramblings

"...the scars of your love leave me breathless.."

so one of my favortie talks in the history of talks in the church is "Come What May, and Love It" for some reason, it's always stuck to me and it's just something good to live by. No matter what happens, love it. because the Lord knows it's EXACTLY what you need to be able to grow to what He wants us to be.

What really sucks is when you have NO CLUE why you were given the trial.

it almost feels like Heavenly Father wants to screw you over, but obvs, we know that he knows all..

being in a boot sucks. and it's only been the second day, i want to poke my eyeballs out. it's awful and i'm not sure, actually, i have to idea as to why NOW i need to be crippled. no clue.

but,

Come What May, and LOVE it.

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.