In my previous post, I talked about how I need to make and treasure more moments, especially because my college years aren't going to last forever.
And I have an obsession with beautiful gowns.
These two concepts combined equal another college adventure.
In a spontaneous decision, Nuffer and I decided to head to University Mall and try on pretty dresses. There's something about wearing pretty dresses that makes a girl feel like a princess, or in other words, she's amazing and fabulous and classy. So we grabbed our guard sister Keriann and went to the largest bridal store in Utah (oh snap!).
There were SOO many beautiful dresses. Here are a few that I tried on.
Not a great view of the dress. But let me tell you, it was SOO sparkly! And so heavy!
I just love red dresses. This one was nice and fitted with pretty roses on the hips.
The second picture recalls a "Little Mermaid"-esque pose. I just knew this green would
go great with my ginger locks.
My favorite dress! I was pretty close to buying this dress, that's how in LOVE I was with this dress.
This picture doesn't give the dress justice.
It was made with a heavy material and looked amazing when I twirled.
As a freshman and a sophomore, thoughts of graduation were like thoughts of Christmas in July: it's coming, but I had plenty of time.
But now I'm an upperclassman and I've realized that I am "over the hill" in undergraduate education terms. From here on out, it's a downhill slide through major classes, internships, and recruiting to me getting a diploma and leaving BYU.
Then, there's the fact that life as I knew has changed dramatically in the past month. Girls can now serve a LDS mission at 19. My best friend decided to cut her hair short and leave on a mission (two things she swore she would never do), while I discovered that, at least for now, a mission is not for me. My dating life went from non-existant to five dates in one week. I'm 90% sure I'm moving to Hong Kong next semester. And my dad got called to the bishopric.
Pretty much the world is ending.
Or at least, life is going to be remarkably different, especially after this semester.
And that changed my perspective on life.
I realized the importance of moments-- the crazy, funny, sad, wonderful, and weird moments that make up this crazy adventure known as life, or for right now, "college life".
Moments like tonight.
It's 30 degrees outside and I am sitting at a table outside the Brimhall building, frantically trying to finish my brief for the Loreal Brandstorm competition. All I'm wearing is my warm-ups and some tennis shoes. Pain sears through my fingers each time I type a character. My joints are frigid. My teammates are pacing around me, dictating the last couple sentences I need to type. Oh and did I mention that it's almost midnight? Then all of a sudden, a deer pops out from the bushes. My team and I look at it in surprise. Then there's another one. And another one. There's a whole herd of deer about 20 yards away from us. How cool is that?! We take a break from our intense collaboration to enjoy the sight of the little deer herd in front of us.
That's the kind of moment that makes college so amazing. Those are the kind of moments I've been having for the past few weeks. Because it's these moments that I will remember. Not the hours spent in the library studying. Not the nights watching Netflix in my room (although sometimes, the night calls for being a couch potato). I will remember goofy nights at In-n-Out, awkward encounters with creepers, singing parties with the bestie.
For too long, I let memory-making moments pass me because I was too tired, or too insecure, or too busy. I let two years of college past by with a fine, but not spectacular college experience. No more. I have 3 1/2 semesters left and I plan to take advantage of those remaining moments. Yes, school has taken a back seat these past two weeks and I need to return, but I understand now that college isn't just about professors, projects, grades, and tests. No, college is about discovering who you are, making friends, and experiencing the most of life before it gets smothered with bills and 40+ hour weeks and marriage and children and all that.
They say that college is the best time of your life.
Friend dates. The kind where you're friends, it's not officially a "date", but it kind of feels that way. Love those. All the fun without the pressure. Cause you're friends.
No Colorguard practice!! So much time on my hands.
Seeing my darling Chanda and hearing about all her adventures in Korea. And we might be in Hong Kong at the same time!!!
Country Swing dancing. There is nothing better than being being swung, flipped, dipped, and twirled around. And dance skills might have just been added to the "perfect man" list.
Going to the Oquirrh Mountain temple with some of the guardies. I love that temple because it is so classy inside.
Found someone to buy my contract in Monticello. Thank heavens!!!
Weird
Getting asked on a date after I'd just gotten out of shower, hadn't wiped the raccoon eyes yet, and not wearing a bra (though I was wearing a shirt!). And the sad thing is: this isn't first time I've been asked out on a date in such a manner.
Being deathly tired while watching the Notre Dame vs. BYU game at a friend's house. It took all of my willpower to stay awake.
Continuation of the Homecoming Creeper story!!!! Yes, there's more.
My car alarm going off for about 10 minutes at the temple. And I could NOT figure out how to shut it off. Finally, after calling my mom, I learned that all it took was opening my trunk with my key. Weird.
5th wheeling. Especially after you've been rejected by three men in one day. But hey, it was good for my ego, keeping it humble.
Hanging out with the BYU Rugby team. So attractive. So under appreciated.
Chillin' with my former roomie Becca, and then seeing her the next day on the stairs. Best two days ever!!
Acting like a spy with my fellow guard girls at the Provo Beach Resort. Discovered the best date idea ever!!!
Karaoke night at Pizza Pie Cafe with Nuffer, John, and Rebecca. Think I scared the whole place with my rendition of That Don't Impress Me Much by Shania Twain.
Weird
Getting hit on by a total creeper at the BYU football game.
My strong desire to finish the second season of the Walking Dead, but too scared to watch it by myself. It's a frustrating pickle.
The many comments directed at my booty. It's cool that you think it's great, just a little weird to have it referred to so often.
The band is basically over. And it's October 14th. We only have 3 more performances left in the season: a game, a concert, and a bowl game. How crazy is that?
Yesterday was Homecoming. And that means a very long day for the colorguard.
I was up at 7 AM, after only sleeping 5-6 hours, to get ready for the Homecoming parade. I realized I had left my uniform top in the guard room, so when I picked up my carpool, we had to make a stop at the stadium. But alas, the door to the guard room was locked! And there was no one there with a key!! So the few guardlings that were there got a little dramatic. Fun dramatic, not crying dramatic. I think the band thought we were crazy. I think they usually do. But at last, Brother Young came and saved the day and I was able to get my top and head to the start of the parade.
At the start of the parade route, the colorguard practiced by the BYU Rugby team. Yes, the lesser known, arguably more attractive counterparts of the BYU Football team. They were super funny and took pictures with us.
Then Cecil O. Samuelson, President of BYU, came over and talked to the guard and we got a picture with him and the BYU Rugby team.
Then the parade commenced. I felt that the parade was way easier this year. I didn't feel that tired. Must be cause I'm SOOO buff. ;)
After we finished the parade, we had to book it back to the stadium to eat and get ready for the game. It was our favorite: Black Jack Pizza (read with a bit of sarcasm). We scarfed it down, changed into our short-sleeved uniforms (cause it was sunny--yay!) and headed to Helaman Fields for practice.
Fast forward the end of Pre-game. As we waited for the BYU players to come out, the Oregon State kickers came onto the field to practice. I didn't pay them much heed until SWOOSH! a football whizzed past my face. Oh so scary!! For the next three minutes I stood in fear, suspiciously eyeing the OSU kickers. But the ball never got close to me again, though it did hit a cougarette. (hehe)
Halftime went well. The audience loved the Bond show. Sweat dripped down my face in buckets afterwards. But it was worth it. Our show was pretty awesome.
But the most interesting part of my day was definitely getting hit on by a total creeper. I noticed him during the first half of the game. Most people in front of us look back, mostly to see a replay on the jumbotron. But this guy... he was looking back at me. And staring. Obviously, I was uncomfortable. So I pretended he didn't exist. But in the third quarter, he literally shouted at me to get my attention.
"Hey, do you know that you have beautiful hair?"
Yes, I've been told that a time or two.
I thanked him and tried to end the conversation, but, alas, he would not have it.
"What's your name?"
"Sarah."
"Where are you from Sarah?"
"Arizona."
"Where in Arizona?"
"Mesa."
"Really? There's a lot of Mesa kids here at BYU."
Wouldn't I know it. Luckily, at this moment, the conversation ended and he turned around to watch the game, as the colorguard snarkily remarked, "Hey Sarah, did you know that you have beautiful hair?"
Real funny, girls. Real funny.
Later on, both Mom and Jiff would point out that I'd probably just given my name to a major creeper and would have a stalker within the week. Crud.
Got an A on my Humanities midterm, and it was an essay midterm.
BYU beat USU, thank goodness! Didn't want to hear the crud from my Aggie relatives if USU won. But my Aggie cousin did that this awesome picture.
My family was in town!! So much food and clothes!!
Survived one of the craziest guard days ever: performed once at devotional and then twice at the stadium for Rocky Mountain Invitational.
Weird
Making decisions. It's SOOOOO hard! Mission, Hong Kong, or school...oh my!
Collided with a trumpet player during our Rocky Mtn performance. My shoe totally came off. Luckily, I'm a sneaky chica and slyly grabbed my shoe and put it back on. And no one noticed.
Watching all your friends decide to go on missions. It's like freshman year only with girls.
BYU murdered Hawaii 47-0. And Tysum Hill is a beast. So much so, that my brother requested that I marry him cause his football skills are "so sexy".
Got to hold a baby!! And a cute baby!! Thanks Amy for entrusting your child to my care for five minutes. It was totally worth getting slobbered on.
Making new band friends!!!
Adorable small children cheering "Rawr! Gooooo Cheerleaders" to the colorguard after halftime. My day was totally made. And it's even better with the actions. Just ask me and I'll totally reenact it for you.
Once Upon A Time is back on!! Totally got a little teary-eyed in the first five minutes. "Grandpa?"
A on my Marketing test.
Weird
Totally botching the flag transition during the James Bond halftime show...on the jumbotron. Ouch!
Wearing a bun 4 days this week. Yeah, that's how busy and stressful this week has been.
Forgetting to put salt in my brownies. Not as delicious as they could have been.
Realizing that I really like to code websites. Crud, I'm such a nerd.
So to make your Wednesday even brighter! I added a video for your enjoyment! My first choice was a Disney Princess Hipster Music Video. But they say the f word. So instead, enjoy the awesomeness of Mittformer!!!! Part transformer, part presidential candidate. Ignore the political crud they throw in there, that's no fun! Instead check out Mittformer's sweet cartwheels and clever representation of political segments.
