Do you ever wonder.....

How many breaths you've taken?

How many steps you've taken?

How many hours you've spent driving?

How many songs you've listened to?

How many TIMES you've listened to a certain song?

How many movies you've watched?

How many words you've read?

How many pieces of gum you've chewed?

How many texts you've sent?

How many hours you've spent at school?

How many times you've blinked?

How much money you've ever spent?

How many times you've brushed your teeth?

How many hours you've spent sleeping?

How many times you've said, "Hi"?

How many miles you've driven?

How many people you've met?

How many lives you've changed?

Food for thought.

A story of Triumph

Once upon a time.... In a land far, far away, I heard this story told.


It was the fourth of July weekend. In this distant place it was tradition to not only participate in firework watching but camp out overnight for a not-so-great-parade. But it had to be done. A group of friends gathered together in anticipation for the parade, willing to sacrifice their sleep... MILLIONS of people crawled the long parade route.. most of which never slept.


At around 3 o'clock A.M., the party started to die down for the most part- but not for this group of friends. These conniving little hoodlums decided to do something different... Throw water balloons

DON DON DONNNNN.

Who knows where they got the idea, and who knows why??


BUT THEY DID.


And so, they set out to enjoy pelting innocent bystanders with missiles filled with water. Their first targets were livid, but still calm enough to resist the temptation of going after the perpetrators. They stayed in their spots. The rest of the street watched on as they (almost in slow motion) hit a peddle biker whilst peddling. Now this biker wasn't and ordinary biker. He was SUPER BIKER MAN. He had a headlight. He had a hat. He had a cape (Hey, it's just what I was told). But most importantly, he had been drinking a special juice to make him super strong- and super angry.


The biker's fury was unleashed upon the occurrence of this wretched event. He knew justice needed to be served. As the car holding the group of fiends peeled away, he knew what had to be done. Peddle, peddle, peddle. He shot after the car, determined to memorize the license plate. What a guy! He just kept going. Right, left, straight... He even took shortcuts to overtake the car. I bet those within it have never been as scared of a biker as they were in that instant. After 7 blocks, the car had finally lost him. "PHEW" they must have thought, "We're safe!"


NOT SO FAST. Super Biker Man had, indeed, succeeded. XXX XXX. There it was, ingrained into his mind, the code to catching the evil missile launchers. So he went to the police officers (NOT police men, mind you) and explained this happening. Appalled, the police immediately started searching for any sign of this car.


The group of crazy, wanting-to-take-over-the-world-one-water-balloon-at-a-time friends laughed as they reveled in what had just been done. "Finally, our plan is underway. Super Biker Man has been taken down on account of tired legs and a lowered ego."
"Not to mention he lost his hat! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."


They drove around for only a while longer, then returning to the big parade route to map out their next pawns. Little did they know, they were BEING WATCHED. Slowly but surely, an officer pulled up behind them, trying to act all nonchalant. But he'd had it. This crime could not be undone nor ignored. So on went his siren and flashing red and blue lights.


With disbelief in each of their eyes, the power-craving group pulled their vehicle over. They knew they were done for.


As they stepped out of the car at the officers request, all of their hands met their new best friends.. Handcuffs.


"Now we've got you, you... you.. VILLAINS!" Exclaimed one of the officers, "You can no longer roam the streets TRYING to take over the world with water balloons! Hahahahahahah."


Silently they went. Everyone camping out watched as the police cars drove down the road, into the sunrise.


After all this, the parade still had to be done. Everyone in the city knew about the heroic acts of Super Biker Man, so they came up with the idea that he ride in the very front of the parade, representing those with hats and headlights and capes and magical juice near and far.


And that, my friends, is the story of how Super Biker Man conquered FOREVER the water balloon launching crazies.

THE END.

I love BLTs get in my mouth PLEASE!!!

Friend: a person you know well and regard with affection and trust.

(Minus Chunchie and editing thanks to Cass)

THE NUMBER NINE HAS NEVER MEANT SO MUCH TO ME.

To my girls:

"Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not all still friends."

It all started at SOAR up at Utah State University. I sat next to this girl. She was spunky, headstrong, and just great. We exchanged numbers but didn't talk until the fall. RIGHT as soon as we started hanging out we became close friends. And THAT'S where the 'legacy' began.
Cassidy: one who is headstrong and brilliant. A Cassidy will never leave your side or nor fail have your back. No matter where you're at in life, a Cassidy will accept you and keep you sane from the world and crazy roommates.
Next I meet Shannon. What a freakin GEM ladies and gents.
Shannon: a very beautiful, unique model type with a grrreat, sense of humor. A Shannon gives little Lindsey's the best hugs ALWAYS. A Shannon is sweet and very honest.

Natalie: A beautiful being inside and out. A Natalie has very strong beliefs and never wavers in them. A Natalie is the sort of thing that everyone else is jealous of. A Natalie exceeds at basically everything she tries, especially dancing.

I met Kirsten a long, long time ago through my best friend, her cousin. But through the course of being at school at Utah State I got to see her personality shine through.
Kirsten: a very opinionated, ambitious, beautiful being with a buttload of crazy important things ahead of her. A Kirsten LOVES using big words and will always be there to vent to.

I was introduced to Babbitt through all the girls.
Chelsea: A leader in the ways of awesome, catchy sayings adopted by all. A Chelsea is very, VERY stylish and just plain cute. No one knows yet how this is possible. Ask Babbitt.

CHUNCHIEEEEEE was introduced to me because she was Cassidy's random roommate.
Lauren: a random, warm, CRAZY, hilarious, gorgeous being. A Lauren has many, many pet peeves, but it's fine. A Chuncie is very healthy and athletic. And that laugh, oh that laugh!

Madison came later as well.
Madi: (see adorable). Simple. A Madi loves her family and friends and will always have a smiling face when you need it, without fail. A Madi will actually LISTEN intently when talked to. A Madi's love and energy for life just exudes everywhere she goes.

Megan and I weren't really close until this year. I remember the first time we bonded was one night when we laid on her bed and talked for hours, until late at night! Now, Megan and I are the only ones not in Logan so we've hung out more than ever.
Megan: A cute, fun girl who is sometimes a little bit of an airhead, but it's fine. A Megan is so, so strong despite the curveballs of life thrown her way. A Megan has the most amazing voice and a great set of guitar skills. A Megan can always, ALWAYS be trusted and counted on through thick and thin.


I. Am. So. Blessed. <3 style="text-align: center;">
This is my wish for you:

Comfort on difficult days,

Smiles when sadness intrudes,

Rainbows to follow the clouds,
Laughter to kiss your lips,
Sunsets to warm your heart,
Hugs when spirits sag,
Beauty for your eyes to see,
Friendships to brighten your being,
Faith so that you can believe,
Confidence for when you doubt,
Courage to know yourself,
Patience to accept the truth,
and LOVE to complete your life.

:)