winning

i have spent the last four hours in zombie mode.

i still haven't got any extra hours of sleep, but let me tell you.. it's been good times.

me and james went with ms.sarah croft to the B66 bomber. 

also known as santa's workshop. 

sarah is helping james create a master piece and you betta believe i hopped onto that party train. 

really i was just the DJ of the night and designated picture taker.. plus sarah is sweet enough that she's letting me take care of my dirty laundry at her house for freeee.

she's a gem.

any who... i have no idea how i am still alive.

i've had one too many laughing attacks, and my insides are making the weirdest sounds.

i'm running off of straight krispy kreme's, mountain dew, and hot chocolate.

why would i ever pump that crap into my body at 11:30 at night?

i have no idea.

my laundry is still going.

james and sarah are still creating this master piece.

and i am running around in unmatched socks, a formal black top, my favorite vans sweater, and my ginger hair is all kinds of messy.

talk about a success. 

17

red hots

after a long day of school, a salsa run, and a trip to the mall, me and alisa escaped to the temple.

well really, alisa left to the temple and i started beating myself up inside about not going.

but! she forgot her recommend and came back to grab it.

of course i took that as a sign that Heavenly Father was telling me to go to the temple with alisa.. so i went! and it was magical. 

i completely forgot how amazing the temple is.

it can change everything.

i've been on one for weeks now! whatever it is, it's made me start going wild! doing whatever i want and just running a muck.

running off of a total of 5 hours of sleep for days now... and i can't even settle down to take a stupid nap.

but none of that mattered once i walked my ginger self into the temple tonight.

going during finals week is about the best idea EVER.

no one is there. i practically meditated i felt so free.

...probably the greatest moment of my life.

i pray day and night. i pray during the day. i am constantly praying.

i read my scriptures daily. i attend church every week.

i'm doing everything i'm suppose to be doing, but i wasn't going to the temple like i use to.

i forgot how much Heavenly Father loves me.

yes, i know He loves me. i can feel Him everyday.

but i forgot how much He REALLY loves me.

He's created all kinds of things just for me. He's given me an amazing family, an amazing life, amazing people..

and then He created this haven for me to escape from the world whenever i need.

a place where nothing matters but Gods work.

heaven on earth.

it was such a wake up call for me.

where had i disappeared to?

i felt awful. like i had jipped Heavenly Father for giving me so much, and me not taking advantage of every possible glorious opportunity to grow closer to Him.

what a selfish thing of me.

but not anymore.

i think i prayed for forgiveness enough times that i'm clean now..

the temple is about to become my best friend again.

it'll be superb.

18

cheese sandwich and white fudge oreos

december.. you keep delivering.

i actually caught myself enjoying school today.

i love my director. i love all of my teachers. and i love love love all my classmates. 

i also have a minor girl crush on the client i got today.. she. was. amazing.

and she totally hooked it up for a job at in n out.

do you know they start you out working ten bucks an hour! 

TEN DOLL HAIRS! ...just for washing down tables! 

ridiculous i tell you. ridiculous.

i pulled the ultimate surprise on desiree today.

when we went back to the big ML for thanksgiving she found the most darling coat in vans.

it fit every inch of her black little body perfect!

but it was far too expensive to purchase for a coat you'll only wear for one third of the year.

BUT.. that didn't stop my mama :) ..that angel she is.

that coat has been burning a hole under my bed for weeks now.

i've been dying to give it to her.

today she was about to go on the prowl for a winter coat when i had to lock her inside the apartment! i was suppose to wait and give it to her before she left for brooklyn, but it was time.

watching her peel off the bright red wrapping paper melted my heart.

she opened up the box and stopped when she saw the beautiful blue coat carefully folded and tucked away in it.

her afro head snapped up, tears built up in her dark eyes, and a smirk began to erupt from her lips.

"it's the coat." 

"it's the coat." 

"it's the coat." 

that's all she could say!

"it's the coat."  she unfolded it and held up like mufasa holding up simba.

"it's the coat."

her eyes were about 2 inches wide and she stared at the coat in disbelief.

now i know this moment sounds way magical, but it probably could've been a million dollar hit video on youtube.  

she was dumbfounded, and she literally said "it's the coat." at least 500 times, tears streaming down her face.

me, alisa, and tilly are all practically having children we're laughing so hard.

all of us watching as desiree got off the couch, still holding the coat up like simba, and walked around like she was being tazed, eyes going all kinds of crazy.

all of us cried, and now we all have sick packs from so much laughter.

FHE was delightful.

we had a gingerbread house making contest! 

i was far too bust eating all of the cotton candy, chocolate covered cinnamon bears, and red hots to actually help construct any gingerbread house whatsoever.. but i took some dang good pictures..

my FHE group is probably the grestest one on earth.. and i WILL drop kick anyone who tries to tell me anything differently.

you better believe we had another christmas concert.

i'm sure it sounded awful to everyone else, but we were living in the moment and being complete mariah carey prodigies with dancing skills like madonna.

we burned thousands of calories and guzzled water like we had just came out of a drought. 

the party animal in me just died.

i'm going to watch "walking dead" and pass out in my bed now.

thanks for reading :)

19

i love kansas, i love boys.

i have nooo idea what to blog about.. but i promised i would blog everyday and i don't break a promise.

so here i am... :)

last night was wild. we owned the night!

so many dance parties, and soo many creeps.

my legs fell off, and we found that alisa has about the sweetest indian call we've ever heard.

at one point we were in desperate need of a bathroom and started knocking random doors.

have you ever accidentally interrupted a gay couple in the midst of a heated fight?

cause we did, and he was a sassy little thing i'll tell you..

taco bell? our new best friend.

bullet bike guy, if you ever read this.. know that you're a babe.

dumpster diving at krispy kremes was such an epic fail, so just a heads up.. never try it. all you will get is crusty icing all over you.

i have never met so many random boys. but let me tell you provo! you have some good boys for the pickin'

  oh, and by the way.. i still have my tat on. it's solid.

today was grand.

i love love love sundays!!!

it's the only day of the week that i can actually breathe. 

lots of family time, hot chocolate, roommate lovin', too much food, christmas music galore, jammin' out, laughter, and Jesus time.

i'm set for another week

20

t minus 4 hours

one bucket list.

three sexy beasts.

two towns to wreak havoc on.

thousands of possibilities.

so little time.

leggo

the key to being awesome is doing awesome things at awesome times

today keeps blowing my mind.

first of all i need to tell my mama i love her. her phone calls save me. she tells me what's up, but in a loving mother way.. and. it's. awesome.

i miss stephanie. in 22 days she'll finally be back in utah. but where will i be?!

...washington. we suck at timing this out right sista.

school was good today!

i found one more thing to be grateful for today, and his name is kim.

my two time a weeker old man, who always tips me $3 for a wash.. $5 for a haircut.

i've always loved him but today i figured out why.

cause he's awesome.

he's in his late 60's and he's still got it! i can tell him anything and everything and he will give me the best advice i've ever heard. 

usually he'll be able to twist some church principle into it that really has nothing to do with anything, but it works.

for example; the 13th article of faith. "we believe in being honest, true, chaste..." see. when kim is talking about how the Lord wants us to be "chaste" what it really means is that he wants people to chase after us. and in my situation, boys.

  i like that...

 anyways. i'm kind of in the middle of being awesome with my favorite people...

so i gots to go!

oh so thankful

november showed me all kinds of things.

all kinds of things.

 but mostly everything that i'm thankful for.

and not just like.. "cool. thanks. wooo!"

thankful as in truly thankful.

 so! i made a list of things i am truly, truly, truuullyy thankful for..

 

let's begin :)

my family.

nephews that are geniuses.

a one year old niece that will ditch my mamas arms to snuggle with me when i'm blue. (she just knows.)

my brother.

hot chocolate.

peppermint hot chocolate.

white hot chocolate.

white hot chocolate with lots and lots of caramel.

all my main ladies at school.

my roommates.

daily prayer.

justin bieber's christmas album.

trashy MTV shows that make me feel better about myself.

big sisters.

my visiting teachers! they brought me peppermint bark. nummers.

grant gagon.

a beautiful november. it was warm, and all kinds of fall like. not a drop of snow!

my black magic.. you know who you are.

the fact that "fear factor" is coming back. 

date nights.

redbox. 

priesthood blessings.

hour long phone calls with my cousin.

my georgia peach.

racist jokes that are okay for me to say now.

 road trips with my blood. ...we be throwing all kinds of car concerts.

scrumptious lotion.

again, my brother.

Heavenly Father. ..we're becoming the best of friends..

my ward.

"jolene" by dolly.

new boots.

my big comfy bed awaiting me at my casa.

breanna lynn haddican.. oohhh. how i missed you baby girl.

my mama AKA the greatest woman alive.

my scriptures.

pinterest.

the "craigslist killer" documentary. i loved it, but it ruined me.

taylor chasing santa through the mall.

my dad showing me what a real man is.

high messy buns.

having someone to run errands with.

my second mom. mrs.haddican.

monsters and dance parties.

rage runs.

bonding time with james.

excedrin PM.

taylor dancing for me, and i mean throwing it down.

hair experimenting. 

getting mail.

looking like a full blown molester in my passport picture. priceless.

moses lake.

christmas lights.

katy perry in vegas.

accents.

being able to witness my brother and the thugs dominate flag football.  

the two little british gems that make weekly appearances on ellen.

and snuggling up in my comfy little apartment bed.

i'm exhausted. 

good night!