Ash, Tam, Linds

Shirt:D.I.; Skirt: Homemade; Boots: Ross

Tonight I am watching Castaway for the first time. It's kind of exciting.. But then again, not really. I'm only watching it because Andrew was so appalled that I hadn't seen it. He is making us gourmet cheesecake. (I wish). He made us Sunday dinner... on Sunday. Literally so good. Fajitas with rice and this delicious salsa from Henry's dad or something. Oh my. I ate two.
That first pic is after we went to iHop for some delicious breakfast. And the second one is at urban outfitters. I saw this couch and died. Because I love couches like these.
You know that awkward moment when you want to say something on your blog but then you realize that certain people will be reading it, and possibly even those you don't know and so you have to make a life or death decision about whether or not to post it? I have that feeling.
BYU. That's on my mind lately. I still really feel like I need to go there... I just don't want to leave the friends I've made here behind. That's the worst part about moving. Never seeing people again. And the whole atmosphere of BYU does not appeal to me. College, college, college.
I'm sure all those that read this are really enjoying my boring, monotone writing. But sometimes I get sick of typing and texting! There are those times when you just need to call someone because they are taking too long to respond or because your fingers are cold or even because your thumbs are tired.
You know those charts of like the emotions? Like this one:

 

 It's surprising how many of them you can feel at once! The best on is of Kristin Stewart. Every single face is the same. So funny. Okay, that's all for today. I am feeling too many of those faces and I just need a sandwich and a nap. Welp... See ya lataaa... Byyyye

A Bunch of Randoms

I was standing on 4 cinder blocks. And almost died.

Def my new favorite picture spot.

Going into the creepy boiler room... Only because it's halloween.

Ummm... Just a little awk...

My toe. At least, I think it is. I can't really bend it and it looks kinda poofy. And it hurts. I guess you break your toes all the time?? And there's not really anything I can do about it if it is.

Sometimes I love college. Like... Every single day. I love it so much. And I keep forgetting that I'm only 18. Yes. ONLY. I'm practically an infant over here. Yesterday someone told me they thought I looked like I was from London or France or the east coast. Can we say biggest compliment of my life? Probs. 

1984 by George Orwell. I love it. I borrowed it from Colin and it has markings and comments. I love marked books because a lot of the times other people can see and catch things that you can't. 

Last night Ash, Esther, Lindsay and I watched the world TV premier of Twilight. I new it was bad, but I didn't know it was THAT bad. I mean, could Kristen Stewart have more than one emotion please?

I've been having a lot of Nightmares lately. My sister says it's because I go to bed so late, but it has only been like the past two weeks. And a lot of the times, they are very similar. Most of them have to do with someone breaking into my house, stealing me and me not being able to scream. Then I wake up and I can't go back to sleep, blah blah blah. I guess I'll have to go to bed a little earlier and see if that's what's up!!

Captain America tonight! Oh my goodness. Could that man be any more attractive? Probably not. No, definitely not. So gorgeous. Right up there with Hugh Jackman. I'm so excited.

Today Colin and I went to temple square. We went on a tour on the Joseph Smith Building and the Beehive house. The beehive house is STUNNING.

And last, but not least, I've lost ten pounds since I got here. Yesssssss.

Hi, My name is Tamela, and I'm pubpottyaphobic.

Breast-feeding in public??

Everything's a rock concert

The Hipster

The Liberal

Our dear Esther:)

Because Lindsay couldn't come, and I was annoyed.

There were ghosts present 

Yep. He was real. And dead.

Okay, so I know I already did a "Hi, my name is-" post, but I just felt this one was totally necessary. Before I begin, these pictures are from the Haunted Village last night. Ashley, Esther, Erin, Lexi, Jared, Karen, Rudi, Colin, Josh, Sydney, Laura and I all went to the Haunted Village at This is the Place monument. So. Much. Fun. And so scary. Not as scary as I thought it would be, but still scary. I'm pretty sure the only ones in our group (which consisted of Me, Ash, Esther, Colin, Jared and Karen) that were scared, were Ash and I. But whatevs. It's fine.

So about my title. Well... As you may have guessed, "pubpottyaphobic" isn't a real fear. I mean, the fear itself is real, but I just made up the name. "Pubpottyaphobic" is the fear of public restrooms. As in, I won't use them. Unless they are completely, 100% empty, no one goes in, they have the little liners and a plethora of paper towels. So many things to be afraid of!! Not seeing a wet substance on the toilet seat and sitting in it, having someone look into the little crack between the two stalls to see if there's anyone in there, accidentally forgetting to open the door with a paper towel (and sometimes they don't have any paper towels!), hearing other people do their business... And by the way, whoever invented the toiled stall was an idiot. Why would you put the toilet right in front of the little crack so people can peer in and stare at you while you're trying to have a little private time? I mean really. We're not men here!

I also just realized, I have friends that were born in the 80's... Weird.

Oh and one more thing. My outfit. Hat - Ashley; Glasses - this place online; Sweater - my sister gave it to me like seven years ago; Coat - Old Navy last year; Sweater - Evan Kirby??; Leggings - ?? I've had them for years; Socks - Target; Boots - Ross.

Hi, my name is Tamela, and I'm a craft-a-holic

Hannah and Mom painting their pumpkins

Star Trek

Wow! So, last week was spring break, which is why you didn't see much of me. And my mom's computer wouldn't accept my camera for some reason and I didn't want to leave you without any pictures! The first item of news is bad.. None of the pictures of the back of my head worked, so no rat tail to show. But there will be some soon! I promise. 

Going along with the title, I'm literally addicted to crafts. If I could, I would make a new crafts every single day. I love them like I love my child... If I had one that is... Anyway, I did make the little franky, witch, ghost thing you see above. Yep! All hand painted by yours truly. And same with the pumpkin. And don't worry, the white part of the symbol and the stars glow in the dark. It's basically the coolest pumpkin ever.

Speaking of which, I absolutely desPISE when people say "punkin" and for that matter, "sammich" too. What the heck is a sammich?! And something else I have recently discovered that annoys me, this girl in my institute class eats tomatoes during class. Like a literal, full on tomato. She just eats it like an apple! Luckily, I had the thought to move seats so her tomato eating wouldn't be in plain sight of me but oh no! It's like she wants me to watch her eat because the next class period, she moved across too so I could see her! Sigh. Oh well. At least there's a cute boy that sits by me and I can talk to him and not focus on tomato lady.

On a good note, FHE is tonight and we are carving pumpkins. (no, not punkins. We're not 3 year olds.) I'm carving the death star into mine. It's gonna be siiiick! Ehem. I normally don't say sick actually. Just over these past few hours. 

Now that I'm back in the swing of things, you will definitely be hearing from me more often. Bye for now!!

2 AM?! and winter wear

Dress: my sister's storage; Jacket: my mom; Pearls: Rue 21; Orange Bracelet:Somewhere in South America; Watch: my mom; Necklace: Rue 21; Belt: D.I.; Tight: F21; Boots: Ross

The reason I look like winter is because first, it feels like winter here. I think sometimes Utah forgets that there are four seasons and it only gives us 2 1/4 seasons. The 1/4th being the two seconds of Spring we got this year. And second, I have yet to buy some fall clothes. I'm going to DI today to get some in fact!

I bet you're dying to know why this title has "2AM" with an exclamation point and a question mark. Well, this is why. The other night my friend Colin asked me if I wanted to make cookies or something. Obviously I said yes. So he came over, and him, Ashley and I made and decorated sugar cookies. I'm still kicking myself for not taking pictures. Anyway, we get talking about pretty much everything.

Ashley and I don't do a lot of small talking. We will ask each other how the other's day went and such, but we really talk about real things. Like how the media is destroying the world, our school system, the government, life in general and stuff like that. Not stupid things like who's dating who in hollywood, or what happened last night on Jersey Shore. (No offense if you talk about that kind of stuff. I still love you!)

Anyway! Back to the story. So we get talking about.. mostly life in general. Deep, philosophical stuff. And before we knew it, it was 2 in the morning. Where did time go?! I do not joke when I say I thought it was maybe 11 o'clock. Colin told me it was 2 and I didn't believe him. Even when he showed me his phone and even after Ashley showed me hers! I thought they were just pulling a joke on me. I pushed guide on the TV and it said 2:04 and so did the computer. I honestly did. not. believe it. 

I looked on my phone and iPod and they both said 2:06 or whatever. I went to bed and to this day, I still don't believe it was 2 o'clock in the morning. But alas, such is the college life. So fun!!

Lace Cardi's and Friends

Earrings:Rue 21; Cardigan: Ashley's closet; Tank top: My sister's storage boxes; Skirt: I've had it for years; Boots: Christmas last year

You should all know, that's not my cardigan. Though I really wish it was. I stole it from my roommate, Ashley, last sunday. Ya.. These pictures are pretty old. That's what happens when your camera dies. I like to pretend I'm a model sometimes, as shown in the first picture. But um, hello creepy knee! It's completely pointing in the wrong direction. Scary.

I've made some really good friends over the past three months (three months. Can you believe it?! I can't). And I'm so very glad and grateful that I was able to come up here to the University of Utah. But sadly, I will be leaving them next year (hopefully). After conference, I decided that I AM going to BYU next year. 

Since I've only really posted recipes, I haven't let any of you in on my predicament. The University of Utah has a fantastic film department. They have won all kinds of awards for their students film and some of the professors are world renowned. But here's the problem. They believe that unrated and rated R films are critical in learning about film. In every class you take, they will be showing a rated R or unrated film, and there are no accommodations.

I am a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and we have been counseled not to watch rated R films. And personally I feel it's wrong to watch them. So I was in a pickle as to whether I should transfer to the Y (where they aren't allowed to show movies above PG-13) or stay here and change my major.

In General conference this last weekend, many of the speakers talked about removing anything that will take away the spirit. Or getting out of situations that would keep you from feeling the spirit. And that was my answer. I need to go to the Y. So, I'm going to try my best and get accepted into the program. I still love Utah, and I'm still not a huge fan of the Y, but I know when I go there, I will change my attitude and have the best time of my life. And maybe I'll finally go on a few dates!

Quite a scare

shirt: JcPenny $10; belt: D.I. $1.50; pants: D.I. $3; shoes: my mom's closet

There I was. Sitting on my couch watching the new Joseph Smith movie the church has posted on their website. I was all alone and it was dark. I was trying to become prepared for sleeping in my house by myself, you see my roommate is at a conference for mining and engineering. She's staying in a mansion and having $400+ worth of a meal. Jealous? Yup.

So anyway, as I'm watching the movie I suddenly hear a knock on my BACK door. I ignore the first knock, thinking it wasn't really on my door and it just sounded like it and I continue to watch the movie. Then I hear another knock. It sounded like "du-dudu-du-du... DU DU!" You know? I hope you get that.  I paused the movie and I sat there. Frozen.

So many things were running through my head. First I though, "Oh it's probably Lexi and Laura because they said they wanted to have a sleepover." But that thought was clouded over with, "Well they didn't call or text me or anything so it's probably NOT them." As the knocks continued, there were voices that came with them. It sounded like two girls.

And then, it happened. There was a knock at my window. I sunk down on the couch so they couldn't see me and I couldn't see them. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest. My mind was thinking of the billions of people it could be. I had heard noises in my kitchen earlier. Like the sound of someone moving around in it. All in all, I was freaked out.

So I called my older sister and she answered in a whisper. "hello?"I replied in a whisper, "someone's at my door." To which she replied, "why are you whispering?" And that's when I heard it. I had crept up to the door and heard through the crack "why are you whispering?" Oh. My. Goodness. Turns out my two sisters and brother had come to take me home because I was so scared at my house. It's fine though, they just almost made me pee my pants, cry and have a heart attack all at once. But I'm so glad they got me. I don't know how long I would have lasted!

Jumpsuits

Sorry for the poor lighting in these shots:/ I took these photos right when I got home.

School is going so great! My dinosaur class is such a blast. I'm not even joking, my professor is Hagrid. Everyone in the class agrees. History is sometimes a bore, sometimes not. I love, love, LOVE my institute class. It's called "Doctrines of the Hymns." And we learn all about the hymns. Where they came from, why they're in the hymn book, etc. I have a big test for my nutrition class already. Next wednesday. I made some friends in that class and they're really nice! And lastly, Animation, which I have yet to attend!

All in all, I am so glad that I'm at the U. The campus is stunning and the people are great... And interesting at the same time.

FHE tonight! Whoopee!

Day 13: Neutral with a pop

This is my neutral with a pop. It's sort of a neutral with a multi-neutral pop, but it still counts, right??
I'm not entirely sure why the pictures are all grainy...

Color Blocks and Jobs

Shirt: sister; Jacket: sister; Pants: neighbor: earrings: sister?; Watch: cereal box; keds: Ross last year

So I may have gotten a little teeny tiny bit carried away with this challenge. Let's just say, I love colors. I planned this outfit two days in advance and I was SO excited for when I got to wear it. I'm normally a one color girl and the rest neutral, but it was so much fun getting wear so many colors! Oh... and yes. I did paint my nails to match my outfit... No biggie.

As for the job, I got the work study position at my school that I've been trying to get since July! Yippee Eye Ay!!

Day 3: Pattern Mixing

Stripes, plaid and floral?? Never before would I have picked this outfit but I actually love it!

Top: Walmart $4; skirt: homemade; sperry's: Ross last year $20

Tuck it in

Day 2 of the 21 Day Challenge: 1/4th tuck?

Mais Oui!

Okay so I totally felt french wearing this outfit. I've always wanted to go to france! I also felt like a french model, so please excuse the "model" pic at the end. So I'm totally in love with this shirt. I found it at JcPenny and I HAD to get it. It's from their MNG by Mango line and was on sale for 70% off. Can we say bargain? Probably.

Now let's talk about something I've recently taken a liking to. Country Music.

I know. If you know me you would say "Wait wait wait. Aren't you the one that has said for 18 years how much you hate country music?" Yes. That would be me. But here's the thing. I went to Texas at the beginning of the summer and the hotel I stayed at played ONLY country music. Keith Urban, Trace Atkins, T-Swift, Kenney Chesney, The Band Perry, Lady A, etc., etc. How could you not love them?

Let me just say Billy Currington is dang attractive.

I've always wanted to marry a cowboy (and why I didn't like country music...??) and the life they live in the songs sounds just fabulous! Okay okay, I know that "life isn't like the movies" or the songs, but doesn't this sound great?
Riding horses, wearing cowboy boots, swinging on rope swings, riding in jeeps, getting dirty, playing with the kids, listening to them play the guitar, walking in the big pasture, riding in the boat, having parties with the neighbors.

I think it sounds like a blast. But the thing is, I'm a city girl. Best of both worlds? Whaddya think?

*Also, for those that don't speak french, the title of this post is pronounced "May We". It means, "But yes!"