Thursday, March 31, 2011

Two days until take off...!

Above: Sneak peak at super cool origami projecto!


OK you guys! This is it!

I just have to go to school today.

Get waxed.

Go to Lehi.

Sleep.

Wake up, get ready, get the bride ready.

Go to the temple.

Go to the reception later that night.

Fly away to my cruise.
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I'm so close! I should be in class right now, but considering I have about 3 hours of sleep, I figured it would be pretty futile. I'm going to try to get stuff done... You guys... I'm so crazy....

You don't even know...

I probably won't blog until after my cruise, so peace out and expect a heck of a report! And LOADS of pictures! I love you all with all my heart and soul!

-MEG

p.s. I'll miss you!

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Othering, buttoning and gerunding

How did Thursday happen? Where did my Spring Break go?

It went to my super secret origami project, syntax, letter writing, letter reading, facebooking, blogstalking, hairdoing, refining my Pandora "Mumford & Sons" station and other forms of delicious othering. The night is still young. I can still get so much done.

I know I'm totally not a legit blogger. I'm kind of a wannabe cool blogger. And since I have so much homework, I decided to procrastinate by making a button for my blog. The best instructions on how to do this are found {here}. That is what I call amazing technical writing. Easy to follow instructions make my heart glow. Thank you! So easy peasy!

You don't have to take the button. Really, you don't have to. You can wait until I have a published novel and 1,000 followers. But then you could say you followed me before it was cool to follow me... right?

But I remind myself why I blog. It's kind of like a journal, and a way to get my thoughts out. It's mostly for me and my own benefit. Writing has never failed to help me feel better. Ranting, praising, thanking, and in general just figuring out life. Writing is a great way to think.

I have a notebook I carry around with me almost everywhere. Some pages just have grocery lists. Other pages have little poems, or little lost thoughts. I love my little words.

Now for some homeworking!

-Meg

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Monday, March 21, 2011

This is Megan on breakup

Oh, and here comes Meg's hidden anger. I just want to punch a cactus or something. I couldn't tell you why, but I just do. Everything is frustrating to me at this moment.

I know that I am so impatient. I want my cruise to happen now. I want to get a letter now. I want school to be over now. I want Elder Hill to be home now.

Now
Now
Now

(wow, that's a weird word when you say it a lot.)

Speaking of Elder Hill, I found this:


So I bought this:

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Old Spice Fiji = gold. Now my room smells like guy. Wonderful, considering my newfound, boring single status.

I don't know if Elder Hill even remembers me anymore, but he does send me letters... like one every month or so. Not good for my impatient demeanor, but better than nothing.

I think my frustration in myself will subside with time, and accomplishing all the homework I have to do during Spring Break. Did I mention I am on Spring Break? Because I am.


-Meg

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Black and Blue Beach Curl

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Today I woke up and did my hair while I practiced for my oral exam. So I'm getting the beach wave down and working on my Spanish... I'm so ready for Mexico!

Every time it gets better. Thanks to {this} and {this} tutorials.
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What is my deal with plaid? I put on this shirt today, and I really didn't realize how awful a decision that was. I look like a bruise. True, I do feel like a bruise... but that doesn't mean I have to look like one. And this reminds me why I am not a fashion blogger.

But the shirt is comfortable, and that's bueno. I don't know why I've been so obssesed with clothes and makeup and hair lately. Usually I don't care, or at least pretend not too. Right now I don't hide my vanity. Right now, people, I am so vain. I'm just going to come out and say it. I will get over it eventually.

I hope your nights are lovely!

-Meg


Monday, March 14, 2011

Catharsis

Things I have learned--

I suck at communicating. I can practice what I'm going to say a million times in the mirror, but when it counts, I sound awful and illogical. Or worse--silent.

When I'm mad, I just need to get mad. I try to suppress the way I feel, but then it just gets all bottled up and pressured and then I explode. And the problem only gets worse.

Things just don't get fixed on their own. People don't get hints. People don't think alike. It's not a gender thing. It's just a truth of life. I know this is incredibly obvious, but I struggle with that concept. I assume people think the same way as I do and want the same things I do. I need to learn to either accept how people choose to express themselves or develop confidence in myself so I can tell people how I feel in a way that they'll understand.

People don't know how I feel because they don't ask. Which is totally fine. I shouldn't expect people to ask me what I want. I certainly never ask others those questions.

And that's something I need to change, because I can't change other people; I can only change myself.

I want to be more aware of other people's feelings so I can be that girl who is worth overcoming apathy for.

That's for me. Sorry, everyone.

-Meg


Sunday, March 13, 2011

And that was that.

Owl-wise, I think I'm doing pretty well.

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Other-wise, I'm just the usual Megan, cranky, ornery, eating too much sugar and avoiding the Oxford comma.

I want school to just freakin' end. I've never hated school this bad. I want spring break and I want it now! I can't do anything about it except grit my teeth and endure four more days.

This is also hard and fast evidence that I am just as selfish as I seem. I'm whining about my own life, but I'm lucky I even have one. People are dying in Japan and the Pacific, and I'm a white college kid with a great job.

Anyway, enough of that.


-Megan

Thursday, March 10, 2011

All signs point to spring

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Notice the mud on my shoes. This means that the snow is melting and making mud. And I'm kind of reveling in it, because mud is totally a spring and summer thing.

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I'm trying out maiden braids from this tutorial {here}. Ya, I know it totally doesn't look as good, but I still feel like a "Sound of Music" character, which is pretty much the most romantic movie ever.

And I'm also trying to actually wear make up for once. {This} has inspired me. But there really is a reason that I've worn foundation for three days in a row (and counting). It helps protect my face against the sun! YAY! That means a sun exists! I still have no melanin, so I'm the whitest of the white, but I like my skin. I wouldn't change my fairness for anything.

-Megan

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Thank you!

I just realized that I need to give a big thank you to everyone who voted for me in last month's cutest kid contest! {here}

Needless to say, I won. Sorry that this is a little late.

And thanks to everyone who reads and follows this blog. It means a lot to me. If you love what you see, spread the word.
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Loves to all!
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We've got a lot of snow, and all the cold and wet makes me ready for spring. Come faster, I'm cold!

-Megan

Monday, March 7, 2011

Ivy


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I've had a little guest in my bathroom for quite some time now.


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I don't mind it at all. It's like an indoor plant! But the repairman came and removed the ivy. I'm sad, but if we didn't do something I suppose it would have taken over the whole place.

-Meg

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Showered

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Bridal shower = wonderful food, wonderful cupcakes and cake. Brittni arranged the desserts and they were mighty scrumptious. And pink.

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Playing plant the kiss on the hunk.


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Just a few naughty gifts.

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Games (This one's kind of dirty. See if you can guess what it is... hahaha)
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Wrapping paper dresses.


All-in-all, a bit crazy. But I'm alive. Now it's back to work!

-Megan