Being Sick and How To Tell If You Have the Best Boyfriend. And Other Things.

I haven't been sick in at least 10 months. Not really. That's the thing with me! I don't get sick often, but the downside is that when I do get sick, I get it bad. None of those "I-have-a-little-cold-but-I-can-still-function-normally" things. Yes I DO have a cold but, it's the not-so-great kind that keeps you lethargic and panting, for lack of a nose to breathe through.

Of course life doesn't stop anymore when one is sick. I still had to go into work yesterday; my boss had no pity...... (But why should he? C'est la vie!). However I was a little skeptical about me being around food. I washed my hands so many times, they are now dried out and dying for lotion. Luckily it was a short shift, only three hours, and my boss said he would cut me early if we were slow. After an hour and a half of my shift, and having only seen a handful of customers, it was clear that I wasn't need as direly as my boss made it seem. I tentatively asked him if he would let me go, but he wanted to keep me to finish up the menial tasks that were left to do. After a couple more jobs, he reluctantly let me go, an hour early. By this time, I was ready to lie down on the floor. My whole body ached, and I was feeling dizzy and nauseous; basically the peak of my cold. I had a fever, probably from the effort of work and trying to smile and help people without them knowing that I was miserable on the inside.

When I did get off my shift thought, I looked at my phone to discover that Alex called me. And left a message! I figured it had to be important, so I called back without listening to the message. Once I reached his voice mail, I started to wonder if he had pocket-dialed me, as he frequently does. Listing to the message he left me confirmed that. However this wild phone-goose chase was good in the end, as he called me to see what I had called him about, and we got to talk for a few minutes. :)

The rest of the day was spent relaxing, and trying to stave off the boredom. Texting my boyfriend was my chosen method of boredom relief, while lying on the couch, but he wasn't very talkative. This, honestly, slightly annoyed me. Here I am sick, and he can't at least TRY to talk to me, knowing I'm bored and miserable. So I ended up drifting between sleep and being awake for a while until I heard a knock on the door. There he is, with a paper bag, and a chess set, here to alleviate my boredom, and make me feel better with a hug. My first reaction,

"Alex! Ah! You! Oh no! You're not supposed to see me like this!!!" *hides behind door frame* (hair disheveled, make-up barely there, sweat pants with dog hair on them, a hoodie, and an old t-shirt. Wonderful, I'm a slob)

After I accepted that he had already seen me, I let him inside, where he gave me a big hug, and then preceded to hand me the paper bag. In the paper bag were the following items:

A cup 'o noodles

Haha he knows me well. Basically my favorite food.

Cough-drops

Blueberry flavored! My favorite! Aaaah. Glorious.

Two small tissue packs

Saved my life at school today. Thank you Alex.

A Starwars toy from McDonald's

It's a long story, but I love it!

A pint of chocolate ice cream

No words for this one. He is amazing.

Then we finished watching "The Chamber of Secrets". Being sick has never been that much fun! It was so wonderful to be surprised like that. I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend. He hugged me, even though I'm sick. Also, winning comment of the night:

I was insisting that he forget he ever saw me like this, when he said

"When I said you were beautiful, I was talking about you. Not your makeup."

Best boyfriend I could ask for? I think so. *sigh*

Secret Names

Call me lazy, but it's too hard to refer to my friends with secret names when I post things. The world is going to deal with their real first names, because coming up with a unique, not-dumb-sounding nickname without some inside joke is way too hard. And I have to check myself every time I mention someone. I will keep my own name secret, but from now on, Temple Boy is really Alex.

Rant over. I initially started this post to write about the happenings of today, but I'm afraid that I am probably just going to go to sleep before I can make any more of a fool out of myself with a half-asleep post. Goodnight world! Post tomorrow. Goodnight me!

Valentine's Day

This was the first time I had an actual Valentine! I had been looking forward to this day for at least a month, knowing that I'd have a boyfriend. Temple boy came over to my house and we made dinner together. Or rather, I made dinner and Temple Boy stirred a pot.....haha which is fine! We had chicken-provolone ravioli, mushroom marinara, corn and peas (his favorite) and ice water. Not incredibly fancy, but it was very nice, and the ravioli was amazing! I had dressed up, just because this is a day where I get to pretend like I’m a princess with a handsome prince :) Temple boy didn't dress up, but that was also fine. He wore my favorite hoodie :) after dinner and desert (chocolate cake, you can't have valentine's day without chocolate). 

Also, I made Temple Boy a secret message card, that was way to cheesy, plus I was a little bit loopy from lack of sleep when I wrote it. But they say those are your most creative times! Who knows? He seemed to like it, which makes me so very happy.


After dinner, we watched Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. Now this may see silly for two adults to do, but I have always been an avid Harry Potter fan (I'll admit it) and recently Temple Boy has been reading the books for basically the first time. And we've been watching (or trying to, more accurately) the movies as he reads the books. I held his hand, which was nice since I jump at the slightest scary part....yes even in Harry Potter. We made it all the way to the dueling club before he had to leave.


Saying goodbye is getting so much harder! But I've resolved to be better at it, since he has a long drive home, and gets up by 6:00am everyday... (Almost a 45 min drive! I can't believe he does that to see me. I wish I could repay him somehow... if I had a car!)


He made me the sweetest card. It's actually a poem/story, bound with red yarn. It's really cure because he dotted all the "i"s with red hearts. Since I'm a lover of cheesy romantic things, this card was perfect :) especially the end, where he said I was the best valentine's present. Awwwww. He's a sweetheart. And he really means it.


I made my closest friends some valentine cards (in addition to the card I made for my boyfriend), Lord of the Rings themed (we are all nerds! The Gandalf ones said "A Valentine's Day card is never late, nor is it early. It arrives precisely when it means to." The Frodo card says "Sauron's going to be after me, because he knows I've found the ONE." The Pippin card says "I may be a food, but I'm a fool who loves you." the Sauron card says "ONE CARD TO RULE THEM ALL." and the Gollum card says "Will you be my preciousssssss?" of course.

I have yet to deliver some of these cards, but they will be given out!!

All in all, it was the best Valentine's Day I've ever had. I am amazingly lucky for the friends I have who love me :) And family too!!

Gotta Keep Up On This

....or it gets too hard and I have too much to write!


The movie was awesome! I loved seeing it with my friends and Temple Boy. One of my friends had never seen Starwars until now, exciting!


Going down to Provo late at night was quite an adventure. We got lost, and didn't arrive until 1:00am. What a night! The next day we found a pretty decent apartment, for a poor college student, within walking distance of the campus! This is exciting! But I won't be moving in till fall. If I get accepted. Cross your fingers!


Monday morning I had voice lessons. My teacher said it was the best I've ever sung for her when I sang "Once You Lose Your Heart" from Me and My Girl. I felt very good about singing it, like I was really connected with the song on a deeper level. I guess practicing in front of a mirror really does help!


Time to start thinking about what I am going to audition for a vocal summer camp with. Here is the summer camp: http://www.remixvocalacademy.com/. It's sure to be awesome! It's being run by former BYU Vocal Point Members.

A Love Story?

Here is a little about my boyfriend. He's so sweet, and I can't believe I'm lucky enough to have him, truly. He has dark brown hair, olive skin, glasses, and eyes the color of the wood on my piano--a dark brown ring around a lighter, red-brown in the middle. I am 5'2", and I barely make it up to his shoulder height wise. He is athletic, and such a sweetheart.

We met at the BYU Salt Lake Center; we had two classes together. However, when school started I wasn't really looking for a boyfriend, it was quite the opposite. I was focusing on school, not on making new friends. 

I....kind of didn't notice him........which I feel horrible about! I will probably never forgive myself for almost passing up a guy like him.

But I didn't notice anyone! I went on a few dates with another guy, but I wasn't interested. Then one day, my friend gave me some advice to let go of the things that were holding me back from making new friend and meeting new people. Suddenly I was paying attention and when he first talked to me, I was charmed. Here's how it happened.

We both got to our Book of Mormon class a little early (which is quite a feat for him, let me tell you), so he said "Hi! Your name is Strawberryblonde, right?” So we start small talk. I asked him what he did over the weekend. He said he did homework and read (nerdy, but hey! I am a fellow nerd, and have spent many a weekend in the company of books and such) which piqued my interest. 

"What did you read? Was it for school? Or for fun reading?" Here he paused, a sheepish look on his face, almost like he didn't want to tell me, but I waited.

"Um, well, I was reading Lord of the Rings."

*GASP* "I love Lord of the Rings!!"

..."Wait, really?"

"Yes!"

Basically he had me at Lord of the Rings, as you can see. Not long after that though, the teacher walked in, as well as other students, and class started, stopping our conversation. After class, he invited me to walk around the Salt Lake Temple with him. I agreed, and this first date (? still confused as to if it was a date or not. exactly.) earned him the nickname "Temple Boy" by some of my friends, and I will refer to him as such in this blog.

Things seemed to go fast, and I dropped him plenty of hints that he should ask me out. This worked better than I expected!

After four wonderful official dates I decided that I wanted to kick the relationship up to official as well. So after math class, I asked him "So, what are we?” kind of forcing him to make the choice then and there. At first he was taken aback, and he laughed. Then he crossed his fingers for luck, and said, "Well, I was hoping you would be my girlfriend."

"Well, I was hoping you would be my boyfriend."

Then, I honestly don't remember what he said next. I just hugged him, and skipped off to class, so happy; being late to class never felt so good.

Now we've been together since November 15th, making it 2.14 months so far (but who's counting?)

Every time I see his face, hear his voice over the phone, or see his picture pop up when I get a new text message from him, I can't help but smile and feel grateful that there's someone out there who cares about me, and wants to know if I'm happy.

Best moments-- 

          When he is doing something, like unlocking the door for me, I put my head on his  

          shoulder and he stops whatever he is doing just to hug me :)

          When he takes my hand in both of his.

          When he touches my hair.

          When he tells me that something I've said has helped him.

           When he helps me to be a better person, and inspires me with quotes, or

           Scriptures.

          When he listens to my troubles, and tries to fix my hurts.

He is the best boyfriend, and I hope he knows how much I really and truly care about him. He's always there when I need him, to laugh at a joke, or to talk about everything under the sun. I am so lucky :)

Intro Again?

A little intro and some things you should know about me:

I am a happy person. I rarely let myself fret or dwell on pain. I smile through life's ups and downs, awkward moments and good times. I listen to music or sing constantly, and I have many friends of all different backgrounds.

I am a piano teacher, and have been teaching for a little more than three years. I love it! There's something so special about connecting with a person over three years with a piano that makes my heart warm. I love how I've come to know my student's strengths and weaknesses; I can tailor their lessons and the music I pick for them to specifically target rough spots or to show off their skill. Music is a way to bond with someone in a deep meaningful way without the worry of saying the wrong thing, or feeling self-conscious; at least that is how I feel about music.

I have been playing the piano since I was 8 years old, and now I'm 19. I remember hating it in the beginning; my first teacher was not very connected to the music. She did not have a driving love for music to pass on to me. My second teacher helped me realize the subtleties of music that make it what it is. Now I dedicate my life to it as I sing, play, teach, and study music in college. I am currently at my second semester at the BYU Salt Lake center, hoping to transfer down to the Provo campus to officially start on my major, music education. I want to keep teaching piano privately, and hopefully pick up more students when I get the time.

As a person, I am a little bit of everything. I am a definite nerd, as well as a girly-girl who loves shopping, and getting dressed up. Science, especially physics, piques my interest, while math makes my head spin. I'd love to study physics further in college if it weren't for the math side of it. There's a thought sitting in the back of my mind wondering if I could just push through the math to get to the fun part of physics. We'll see...

In my free time, I like to hang out with friends, or my boyfriend. I play the piano, read, listen to music, write, play games, or relax.

In my non-free time, I work. I love my job! I work at a deli/market dealing in specialty meats and cheeses (and more). This may sound odd, or a menial job, but there is nothing like it! I love learning about new products, and some of the highest quality ingredients in the country. Well, speaking of work, I've got to leave right now to start my shift. More about my work later!

It Goes Like This

Well this post won't be long, as it is late, but I wanted to post something small to get started. The blogosphere is a place dominated stay-at-home-moms trying to one-up each other with cute photos of their kids, and recipes handed down by great aunt marge and by angsty teens lamenting that their boyfriend broke up with them after one week. I am neither of those, as I am not married, nor a teen. So why insert myself into this blogosphere, where no one will ever blink an eye at another blog? Here's my reason for this blog: as this blog is anonymous, it will serve as a kind of journal for me. I'll be free to say anything. This may seem kind of obvious but journals are amazing things. Looking at my journals, handwritten and electronic, I see a lot of memories that would be otherwise forgotten if not recorded. This blog is a place where I can write my memories, good and bad, for later reflection. It's my own personal history, starting now. I don't know how often I'll post, but I do know that when I do, it will mean something to me. No matter how trivial my post, or silly the memory, it will be important that I will want to remember it forever. My hope is that someday I can even show this journal to my kids so they will learn about these days, times, and what I went through.

Well, that's enough for tonight.