Dear Boys 16: LOTR Style

Dear Frodo,

You have beautiful blue eyes. Except for when the ring takes control of you. Then it's just creepy.

Love,

Becca

Dear Legolas,

I think you are the only man who can really pull off the long white hair. 

Love,

Becca

Dear Gimli,

You are hilarious! I don't think these movies would be as good without you :)

Love, 

Becca

Dear Gandalf,

You're fireworks really do rock the house! 

Love,

Becca

Dear Bilbo,

You are what started all of this, and to that I am grateful. Also, I'm so so excited for "The Hobbit" movie to come out! 

Love,

Becca

Dear Aragorn,

You rock the shag look, but only when you are in battle. Weird. Also, you basically kick butt!

Love,

Becca

Dear Merry and Pippin,

You are the ideal best friends. I love it :)

Love,

Becca

and last, but definitely not least:

Dear Sam,

My (future) husband will as brave and courageous and as committed as you are. And also as poetic. 

Love,

Becca

Oh also, Dear Dad,
Thanks for spending the whole day with me doing probably the nerdiest thing I have ever done :)
I love you!
Love,
Becca

Research Paper Roughness

So I've been staring at either my computer or my Writing 2010 notebook since around 2 o'clock this afternoon. And it is now 10pm. I have finally written an intro to my 7-9 page research paper, but I have no idea where to go from here. 

At around 5pm, I decided I just needed to start writing anything that I thought down on paper, just to clear my mind a bit. It ended up being kind of a confession/vent to myself. This is what I ended up writing down:

I don't like to write. I don't feel like I am any good at it. And compared to the rest of my dad's side of the family, I'm not good at it at all. They are all amazing writers and I don't belong. I feel inadequate, like I am never living up to their expectations. I think that's why I always have trouble getting started and being motivated to write, because I know that when it's all done, it will never be as good as anything anyone else in the family has written. 

When I read what Mike commented about Tom, about how he was sad that he has missed seeing Tom develop into a talented writer, I felt crushed. He has missed seeing me grow up as well, but I've never been recognized. And now that I'm not going to Med. School and I'm not going to be a doctor, I never will be recognized.

I feel like I always have so many thoughts and emotions running through my head and I have no way to adequately express them, because when I try to put them on paper, they are all jumbled and a big mess. Dance used to be my outlet for emotion; I could just pound out my feelings and frustrations into the floor and it was like they wouldn't be such a big deal anymore. I don't have that anymore and I wish I did. I need an outlet so I don't drive myself insane. 

I don't know why I have a blog sometimes because I'm not a good writer. But that is also why most of my posts have pictures to go along with them. 

I have been putting off taking this class for 2 years now because of this insecurity/inadequacy. But I have to take it to be able to get any degree. I can already tell that the intro to my paper is not that good at all and just the thought makes me cringe. I am dreading writing the rest of this paper because I am afraid that it is going to be horrible and being a type A student, that isn't acceptable for me.

Sunsets

So, I love sunsets. Especially in the summer.

Here are some pics of a few that I've seen this summer :)

Going through Evanston to Bear Lake

Also in Evanston

Bear Lake

Bear Lake

Bear Lake, driving to Garden City

Sugarhouse Park

20 Seconds

So the past couple weeks, I've been like this:

(sorry about the random picture of the lady in the middle of the video...weird!)

Then, I decided that I was done being sad.

I was too busy and too determined for that. 

Then, I saw this:

And, I really think that is true. 

20 seconds.

I can do anything for 20 seconds.

Dear Boys 15: It's Been A While

Dear SLURPEE,

Better? 

Love,

Becca

P.S. It's free slurpee 7-11 today!! 

Dear Piano Man, 

Eh, no.

Love,

Becca

Dear James Bond,

You two are cute. Engaged yet??

Love,

Becca

Dear Canada,

Stop being 12 years old.

Love,

Becca

Dear Brother,

Have fun at Camp Moriancumr! Don't die from heat exhaustion!

Love,

Sister

Dear Breast Friend,

More and more everyday. It's kind of frustrating.

Love,

Tight Like Unto A Dish

Dear Hank,

Obsessed Much? Probably, but I'm ok with it :)

Love,

Your Utah Girl

Dear Clap-Clap,
I like you, so I'm ok with this marriage happening.
Love,
Toe-Touch

4th of July!

Alright, so one of the things on my Summer Bucket List  was to run the Oakley 5K. 

Well, that race happens on the 4th of July. 

About July 1st my family decided that we wanted to go to Bear Lake for the 4th. One of my classes was cancelled and I would just miss my other class the morning of the 5th, and then we would drive home so that I could get to my 5pm class on Thursday. 

My class that I was going to just skip ended up getting cancelled anyways as well :)

I was all for it cause I needed to get away from this city. Badly.

But, I then couldn't run the Oakley 5K. 

I was ok with it :)

So, after my last class on Tuesday, my mom, dad, and brother picked me up from the Institute and we headed up to the lake. 

Crazy kids! Me after a long day at school, Michael just always crazy ;)

Dad thinks he is a cowboy :)

The sunset going through Evanston!

The flat screen (with a splash shield!) in the Evanston McDonalds bathroom.

That is the only reason we stopped, so I could, well use the restroom, and take this picture! 

4th of July :)

We're super patriotic with our chair covers!

Our new little friends!

The prettiest sunsets happen here. Always :)

The sunset when we were driving to Garden City to go get shakes!

The only sad thing was, all open flames and fireworks were banned around the lake, so I didn't get to see any fireworks for the 4th :( 

But, just being there was good enough for me!

It was a glorious, much needed trip! I can't wait to go back up in a few weeks :)

My Best Friend Abby :)

Meet my best friend/mini me Abby :)

I love this girl so much! 

So, our friendship started when I used to babysit her when she was little.

I also was in love with her cousin that lived in her basement. 

Then, I learned that she wanted to start clogging, which just made my heart happy.

So she did. And her feet have been flying ever since :)

We are kinda a little bit crazy together...

And there was a chocolate fountain, so we have chocolate on our faces :)

Every Sunday, she comes into my Primary class to say Hi before she goes to Senior Primary.

Yesterday, she wasn't at church. 

Cause she's in Alaska visiting her aunt. (The cousin I was in love with's mom)

It was super weird not seeing her!

One time a while back, Abby asked me if she could be a "flower girl" at my wedding. I then told her that I wouldn't get married for a while and that by the time I did, she would be old enough to be a bridesmaid :)

She is just about there! 

And we have discussed my far-in-the-future wedding plans and what food I have to have at my reception.

Because we both love food.

Hence the chocolate on our faces :)

Apparently I didn't get the memo...

After the Cottonwood High School Solo Competition, waiting for awards :)

At the Cottonwood Comp :)

Always dancing :) Girl after my own heart!

The cute clogging team! I love these girls so much :)