Pranksters!

Throughout my life I have ALWAYS loved to pull pranks. I just couldn't help myself. Even as a young child I was always scheming up new plots and oh they were good!! Well ever since a certain "incident" last summer where one prank went bad, I committed to stop pulling pranks and haven't since. Well with April's Fool Day oh so close and some inspiration from some dear friends I have found a new desire within me to start some pranking again! Watch out people!! You may wonder where this inspiration comes from.. well it's from the pranks that have been pulled on me. Just last night my dear friend KallyRae decided to be sneaky and snatched my bike while I wasn't paying attention at my friend's dorm. After noticing it's disappearance, Lucy and I began searching for it. Bikes tend to get stolen a lot at BYU (Yeah I know! Crazy eh?) so I was a little less than surprised mine got stolen. We went to check the security cameras and sure enough we saw someone walking out the door with my bike! Of course we couldn't tell who it was because the camera only showed the person from behind.. useless cameras. Well as Lucy and I went out to go chase the person down on foot (yeah we're smart:)) KallyRae finally exposed herself. Good prank KallyRae! The battle is on now! I feel a renewed strength and desire within me. Like a part of me that has been lost is returning. I can't help but sit and scheme in my mind all these brilliant prank ideas to pay KallyRae back and maybe even attack a few other people along the way :) Oh yes this April Fool's Day is going to be a good one! Thinking back on other pranks done on me throughout this year, I can't help but want to pay back the favor to my dear friends.. boy oh boy am I going to have fun!

My New Motto..

“Better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure, than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much, because they live in the grey twilight that knows not victory nor defeat”

Happy St Patty's Day! :)

A bad diagnosis..

Well I seem to have the most ROTTEN luck with my feet. Somehow they are always injured.. there's either massive blisters, falling off toenails, slivers needing to medically be dug out, or some kind of sprained ankle. Well so as luck would have last week during soccer practice I somehow managed to BREAK my foot. It's not a big break.. just a little chunk came off of my metatarsal. When it happened I thought I must have merely bruised it so I kept playing regardless.. probably not smart. The next day it turned blue and purple and started swelling. I couldn't exactly walk so I told my coach I couldn't come to practice that day. She had me go see the trainers to see what they thought was wrong with my foot. Well the trainers sent me to the Kahuku hospital for an x-ray and it showed my fractured bone.
If you look at the metatarsal of my big toe you can see the little chunk that broke COMPLETELY off.. I was thoroughly disappointed by this point. A BROKEN foot!! How could this happen! It was barely hit and suddenly it's broken! Ugh.. just my luck. Well so the hospital in Kahuku decided to send me to a doctor in Honolulu to see if I had to get a pin stuck in it so it wouldn't move around too much. I went to that doctor today and GOOD NEWS I don't need a pin! Yay! He did however tell me that I can't play soccer for TWO MONTHS!!!!! I couldn't believe it! He said I can't risk having something hitting my toe and stopping the scare tissue from healing between the bone completely. I asked him if I could play if I just kicked with the other foot... he said no. I can't even run for 4 weeks! What am I supposed to do for 4 weeks!!!!? Who really needs that chunk of bone anyway huh?!? I obviously am out for the rest of the season and I am VERY sad.... granted there is only 3 weeks of the season left but still... I am officially the cripple of the team. Not something I particularly ever wanted to become but what can you do.. For now I'm stuck doing cycling workouts with a blue foot!This photo doesn't quite show my foot's true colors, but it looks something like that. What bummer. No more soccer. No more running.

Tsunami!!

Yesterday was an very interesting day for me. It was nearly 6 am and I had hardly slept a wink because I was too nervous for my upcoming soccer tournament. I had to be up at 7 am and was desperately trying to get any sleep I could. Suddenly Michelle's phone goes off and I couldn't think of who could possibly be calling her so early. Well it was our relief society president calling to tell us there was a Tsunami warning and we needed to pack up our valuables and important documents and head for higher ground. Well this news really woke me right up. I began feeling quite freaked out as I checked my phone and saw I had several missed calls and texts from people warning me about the Tsunami. My tournament was obviously canceled. :( At about this same time an eerie sound could be heard outside our apartment. I was the warning siren blaring throughout the city. As I looked out the window at the ominous scene before me everything seemed so surreal. The dark clouds and rain hitting the ground accompanied by the sirens left me feeling scared. Michelle and I hurriedly tore apart our apartment trying to get all we could to a higher place so it wouldn't be destroyed by the water. We live right on the beach and couldn't take any chances. We packed some food and headed to the Stake Center to find out where to go. Our bishop drove us to the temple and told us to climb up to the hill behind the temple where hundreds of people in the community were camping out. I couldn't believe it was really happening, but by this point I was surprisingly calm. As we sat up there for about an hour, I realized this was going to be an all day thing and I needed a book for entertainment. Michelle agreed to walk back with to our apartment to retrieve my book. As we walked the opposite direction of everyone else and towards the oncoming Tsunami, the looks we got from people were priceless. We still had 3 hours before the Tsunami was going to hit so I wasn't honestly too worried despite the ongoing sirens in the background. After getting my book and locking everything back up, we headed back up the hill and sat down to wait with everyone else. Besides answering the calls and texts of concerned loved ones from back home I had nothing to entertain myself with so I was grateful for my book. We ended up sitting on that hill for a grand total of 6 1/2 hours and I really really grateful for my book by then. The predicted time for the Tsunami came and went with no sign of a large wave. We had to rely on whatever we heard from others for updates on what was going on so of course none of it was very clear. We sat in wonder for what turned out to be a pretty anticlimactic day. Although I am SO grateful that nothing did end up happening, I was almost looking forward to seeing the grand Tsunami just to experience it and see what it would look like. As I sat there I struggled to even imagine what it would be like. I think the freakishness of the morning was enough though. Waking up to sirens blaring across the state and rushing to mountains was unnerving enough and gave me a pretty good sense of what it would feel like to really live through a Tsunami. My mom insists she predicted this happening and told me I should learn to listen to her when she says I shouldn't live away from home. Mom always knows best!