school's out so i'm blogging again.

// bye white house. i love you // last night with my roommates/lovers //

// and just like that, all of my dollars turned into euros // pretty trees. not-so-pretty smell //

// last day of work, kickin it in my private bathroom // no more early morning editing. at least for the next 6 weeks //

// our blood, sweat, and tears went into those wings for the film. literally all of those fluids // oh, hi mason //

//sam let me be his coach for the day // that movie is in my top 20 //

endings and beginnings

me and two of my best friends from film school being happy at the bon jovi concert. sam and martha.

I'm taking an 18 month break from school. And chances are, most all of my friends will be graduated and will have moved on to new things when I finally make it back to school. This is really disheartening, and it's a sacrifice for me.

But remember how I felt this same wistful feeling at the end of last semester? And at the end of last school year? And a little teeny bit at the end of high school? It's a pattern. A pattern that applies to most everyone I think, but I've just now pinpointed it for me. 

Everything ends. All these good, amazing, fun, awesome things I get to do start out as a sometimes uncomfortable adjustment, but by the time it ends I realize how much it has meant to me and how much I love it. I grow really close to people easily. Sometimes I think my heart is too big because I get attached to people and things (and books and songs and movies and sandwiches) so easily. Then the great thing has to come to an end and we have to leave, and I feel like something is missing for a while. Then I meet new people that get to fill in those voids. 

I'm sad about it now, but I know that the emptiness that is left after this semester will be filled eventually. I'll go through the same cycle of adjustment, being comfortable, being happy, and then sadness upon the inevitable end. It's going to happen with my study abroad, and then happen again (probably times 100) with my mission.

I'm learning not to be sad when it's time for another ending. Isn't it great that we all get to be characters in each other's stories? Going through this cycle of loving people and leaving people just makes us warmer and more human, I think. And things will always come back into our lives to help fill in the gaps again. And I'm going to be happy. I am happy.

march mix

rocks - imagine dragons

in transit - albert hammond jr.

we used to wait - arcade fire

l'appuntamento - ornella vanoni

lonely boy - the black keys

gold on the ceiling - the black keys

just give me a reason - p!nk and nate ruess

carry on - fun.

there is a light that never goes out - the killers

the fresh prince of bel air - one direction (LIAM!!!)

funeral - band of horses

rebellion (lies) - arcade fire

happy list?

 are happy lists old news?

finding an almond joy in my backpack, eating bread with birdseed on it because it makes me feel healthy, cool stripes on the floor of the hfac (yay for the college of fine arts!), that dinosaur who stares at me every day, waking up to mr brightside, the sun found its way back to provo, the fantastic mr fox sountrack, queen b, and cadbury eggs (of course).

sundance

i did see some celebz.

jane lynch

mia wasikowska

the cast of hell baby

kathryn hahn

martin starr 

nicole kidman 

josh radnor

utah is beautiful.

i don't mean to keep talking about cats but....

happy caturday!

and happy long weekend!

i'll be editing a little documentary, writing papers, and hopefully seeing some celebz.

sister winter

a million degrees and negative a million degrees.

unrelated: click on THIS to find out which wes anderson character you are. 

turns out i'm suzy from moonrise kingdom.

planner doodles coming at you again.

this raccoon is smiling because he doesn't have a final at 7am tomorrow.

raccoons never have finals.

lucky, lucky raccoon.

my headphones are getting a lot of use lately.

here's what's coming out of them.

sleepwalk - santo and johnny
ultraviolet - killers
erase me - kid cudi
it's all coming back to me now - celine dion
fluorescent adolescent - kate nash version
sleepsong - bastille
dreams - fleetwood mac
leave the bourbon on the shelf - killers
feel inside and stuff like that - flight of the conchords
the girl - the city and colour
time to say goodbye - andrea bocelli and sarah brightman
40 day dream - edward sharpe (always)
and THIS ENTIRE CONCERT - killers

and much much more! there's just so much goodness out there. and i'm taking it all in instead of studying for finals. tee hee hee. yikes.

don't you know the kingdom's under siege

they are that band that i have been hooked on since i was in junior high.

and the concert was unreal. so many emotions going on.

i can't think of words to write in this post.

a few of my friends waited a long time after to try and meet them.

they did. hunter got brandon and ronnie to sign a shirt for me. hunter is 2nice. 

he knows how the killers make me feel, i guess.

and brandon remembered my friend martha from when she met him a while ago at disneyland.

brandon is 2cool.

so much love in my heart.

words

happy friday to you. happy killers concert to me.

ahhhhhhhh.

via my cute friend daniela's instagram.

what's up

margot and richie live in my planner now.

this was in my room when i came home for thanksgiving. love my mama.

this happened. 5 girls = 100 fingers and toes painted.

spiky tongue.

doing homework like a boss on black friday.

bless my sweet parents

they are the best and i love them. 

(not just because they bought me christmas cadbury eggs and a lot of pizza today).

occasionally, my journal-writing gets weird

that's what happens if your journal doesn't have lined paper. wacky drawings everywhere.

also, instagram is on the web now. 

so if you want to see more weird things i take pictures of, click HERE.

my name, the ambigram

same right side up and upside down. yo.

that's all for now, folks.

what happened last week?

this past week was a blur. i barely remember any specific events that happened. i pack a lot of ish into each day. it's cool, it's college. but this week, i'm hoping to actually remember some of the stuff that happens instead of being a college robot.

last night i had "good night ladies" from the music man stuck in my head. it kept replaying over and over. but instead of the line at the end: "we're going to leave you now," my mind kept saying, "we're going to kill you now." ok... good night, ladies. we're going to kill you now. that's cool.

here's to a better week ahead.

from my portable device

//at school during the day//at school at night//

//stroopwafels from amsterdam//working on my night cheese//

//elder b wrote some words for me//my notes are all doodles//

//good music//good music//

bye bye weekly

it's a big day. my last official day as the byu weekly editor.

58 episodes. wow.

i'll still be editing in the bays, but just editing other shows now. and i'm pumped.

what a trip. you can see many of the emotions i experienced with weekly over the past year and a half:

most of those emotions being boredom.

but that last one being, "i can't believe i had to come in at 7:30am to export. you would do this to me on my last episode ever, byu weekly."

i'm obsessed with donuts + a poll

i would like to give a huge shout out to maddy for giving us this big box of free donuts on saturday morning. you absolutely made my week, you have no idea.

which brings me to this question:

donuts or cupcakes?

which do you pick?

i'd really like to know where everyone stands.

i think you all know where i stand...

my instagram history speaks for itself.

are you a donut person or cupcake person?

weekend times

fictionist concert. football. gigantic snowcones that turned my mouth blue.

watched "woman in black" and was horrified. i kept wishing dan had his wand.

went to cafe rio and reminisced about the best avocados we've ever had.

games games games with all the new provo people.