Megan and the Athletic Department.

Secretly I wish I was good enough to be on any BYU team. Why? Sure it'd be great to represent your school, but for the most part, I'd want to be on a team so I could feel part of this exclusive club and be able to talk to the other athletes without getting butterflies in my stomach. I mean, that'd be pretty cool right? Right.

Here are my embarrassing/awkward and amazing/miraculous moments with guys who are on a BYU team. 

First up: RILEY NELSON.

It was after Geography and World Affairs. I was waiting for my friend and as I looked up I saw this guy all dressed up in BYU Football clothing with unique hair. I thought, "oh my gosh, is that Riley Nelson?" About 2 minutes later, I see him pass again. Yup, it was Riley Nelson. No doubt about it. When I finally saw my friend, Jared, and started to walk up the JFSB stairs, I said, "Jared, I'm pretty sure I just saw Riley Nelson!" "How?" "Well first off, he had his football stuff on and his hair...NO ONE has hair like that." And just as I finished saying that, I looked up the stairs and saw RILEY NELSON RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. Once we got up the stairs, I saw him turning a little to look behind him. So I sprinted away and Jared ran after me, where we then laughed our heads off. 

Embarrassing. Sorry Riley! I think you're great! 

Next: A certain baseball player who will remain anonymous. 

Basically I think this guy is great. It's kinda obvious. But anyway, on Tuesday, he said "hi" to me...TWICE. Then today, I decided to be gutsy...and I sat next to him, introduced myself and talked to him for the longest time. And let's be real here, baseball players have that rap for being...tools (sorry if this offends anyone). But he was completely different: deep, spiritual, nice and sweet. 

It's safe to say that I will definitely talk to him on Tuesday. 

The Things I Love and Am Grateful For

1. I love my roommates. And I am grateful them. They are such great examples to me and make me laugh. I couldn't have asked for better girls to live with. McCall, Ali, Kristen, Jessie and Chandler...love them!
2. My ward. Everyone is pretty much superb. I don't know everyone yet...but out of the people I have met, I just can feel of their spirits and goodness. They inspire me to be a better person. Many just make my day with their smiles. I couldn't have asked to be in a better ward.
3. The Gospel. Today I had an interview with the Bishop and he asked me how I felt about the Gospel. I can say without a shadow of a doubt that I love the Gospel and am so grateful to have it in my life. It has been such a source of happiness and comfort in my life. Sometimes I think about what my life would be like if I wasn't Mormon...and I know it would be completely different. I would feel lost and incomplete. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints gives me direction; it gives me a path to follow and that path makes me happy. I want to share it with anyone and everyone.
4. My family. Being far away from home and not getting to see them everyday is hard. Not as hard as last year, but still hard. I love them so much.
5. Natural beauty. As I walked to the church building this morning, I noticed the beautiful fall leaves in the mountains and how the rock of the mountains is a beautiful shade of purple. So breath-taking and majestic. 

That is all for now. I'm just happy and content with life in good old Provo. Last week was stressful and I'm sure that my stress will continue, but I am happy. 

PS: Need to listen to some soothing church music? Listen to David Tolk. He's great.  :]

Oops.

Dear roommates,

Ghetto dishwashers make me think they need extra help. That's why I put in a tablet AND dish soap.

Sincerely,

Didn't think it was going to explode...but I swear I can do the dishes. Promise. 

Just to Show I'm Alive and Well

Who doesn't love a little BYU football?

Long live Riley Nelson--king of the football field...unlike Jake Heaps, who is the court jester. 

SLC. A Place to Be.

So this weekend, Mich and I partied it up at SLC. We just had wayyy to much cabin fever running through our veins. So on Friday afternoon, we headed up to SLC where we met up with her two friends Cheney and Wes. From that point on we went to Red Iguana (delish!), the Highland Homecoming game to watch Mich's sister in the Pep Club dance routine (which was pretty sweet considering I can't go to MY old high school's game), and then to my friend, Court's, friend's apartment to celebrate end of midterms with A Beautiful Mind.

Michaela's friends are great! So funny too...my cheeks were hurting SO BAD from smiling so hard. And it was so great to finally see my buddy, Court. We hadn't seen each other since Christmas break...so a visit was DEFINITELY overdue. And his friends seemed nice as well.

And Saturday morning was insane. We traveled everywhere--Mich's hair appointment, to laundry duties, to car inspections, to breakfast with Mich, her mom and sister, to finally dippin' out of SLC back to Provo.

Duties of today:

• Homework
• Clean room
• Nap
• Buy blush (if possible)
• Get ready/go to the football game

Embarrassing Story and the MTC.

Imagine yourself walking to class after it had rained with your gladiator shoes on (or for you guys, flip flops, because I would judge you if you wore gladiator shoes haha). Very slick shoes + water = a recipe for disaster. So I was walking down the stairs to get to my class. It's around 9:50, aka class transition time. Everyone is going up and down the stairs and all of a sudden...I SLIP GOING DOWN THE STAIRS. One leg slides forward and the other leg stays stuck behind me so I am literally doing the splits down the stairs. Completely mortified, I pick myself up, declare myself "okay" and then run to the bathroom to compose myself (by compose, I mean laugh hysterically because I've realized that when I have an extreme emotion of any kind, I laugh it off). Then after that, I just hustled to class.

The things I injured: my ankle (rolled), my hip (out of place...? It's just uncomfortable for me to take my normal strides...which isn't good and maybe I should get it checked out?) and my pride ("pride goeth before the fall", right?).

My middle name should've been Grace.

Now for the MTC (Missionary Training Center). My amazing cousin, Elder Jordan Ottaway, was dropped off yesterday. This guy is GREAT! He will be an amazing missionary in Mexico City. Miss him already. 

Good luck, Jordan! We love you and miss you and are rooting for you every step of the way! Return with honor. See you in two.  :]

Sorry For the Delay.

But with thousands of tests and papers and little sleep and my new calling and all that jazz, something had to give. And that something was this blog.

So updates:

• I'm FHE mom. Yay.
• I've passed all my tests...but I'm not sure how long I'll keep that up with my next test I'll be taking.
• BYU football is such a stress--but we beat USU, so it's all good.
• I saw my friend, Julia F, after FIVE YEARS OF NOT SEEING EACH OTHER. It was crazy weird and awesome. And her cousins were cute too.
• I'm lovin' my classes, especially my art class...mainly because of Tony and Zach.
• I'm lovin' my roommates.
• I'm lovin' hanging out with Michaela especially during/after football games. 
• Nelson is better than Heaps. By. Far.
• Excited for General Conference tomorrowwww!
• Excited for my cousin's farewell party. I'll miss him. 
• Women's Conference = in love with President Uchtdorf's talk. Forget-me-nots are my favorite! Also, this painting that I'm in (The Five That Were Wise by Rose Datoc Dall) has forget-me-nots in the headdress...made it THAT much cooler.

That's all I can think of. Until next time.