oh that telephone line

Yesterday (the fourth) was full of feelings, as per usual. Specifically, these photos can communicate a handful of these emotions better than words  I'm lazy. 

blue skies! common beverage choice/haristyle!

impromptu reunion with my previous visiting teaching companion/teachee/lovely friends/almost sister missionaries!

A puppy. 

crazy eyes. puppy eyes. 

 Today, the 5th, was full of joyful moments:

• A charming (filling, this cafeteria I tell you!) dinner with my dear friend Carly and new friends.
• sunshine, sunshine, blue skies, sunshine!
• An hour and a half of trigonometry homework tonight. It is done!
• Time with Nell-E, my neglected guitar. We are on better terms now.
• My pajama pants, my very first article of clothing sewn for myself, are taking shape.
• The devotional this morning was just what I needed, as per usual. I love this place!

Even though I feel a constancy of stress and anxiety throughout my day, I can at least do my best to enjoy it. I'm working on myself and getting my mental inconsistencies under wraps and improving my brain trail of thought quality. I have a strong support system and things get better every day! Oh how life challenges all of us. Today I have no pictures, but the following can again share more of my thoughts and goals than my words could!

{via. Abe was also the name of that labrador puppy}

 {from}

{via}

With oodles of love and affection,
Megan

The World is a Beaut

On Tuesday and Wednesday this week, I got to spend some time with these two lovely ladies!

Mariah and I went to the forum at the Marriott titled "The End of Wonder and the Age of Whatever". 

Kendall and I went to see The Phantom of the Opera! The Phantom was magnificent, his voice was powerful I tell you. I was extremely drowsy during most of it, but I was awake enough to partake in the glory that is in theater!

Everyone and their dog has complained of the recent weather. I find myself in that mindset too, but seriously, this campus is still so beautiful even if the sidewalks are ice sheets!

Today I briefly looked at a new exhibit in the Joseph F. Smith Building. I was taken aback by how wonderful these paintings were. I have plans to return and actually finish looking at the exhibit. 

I know my writing is lame, but at least you can see some pictures!

That's all for now,
Love,
Megan Marie

"Sometimes, I get nervous..

When I see an open door.."

{This song is my go-to}

First of all, Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day. I tried my best to make today meaningful, since I have been in Canada for the past 6 MLK days! Plus, my recent exposer to my heritage in my American Heritage (corny, I know..) class here at school, I jumped at the opportunity to serve through the Community Outreach Day. I made some friends, and off to the retirement home we went!

I heard some speeches!

And some tunes! [and great life stories]

The crew!

 So, after I finished at school, I decided to take a spin up the canyon to get out of the terrible inversion. I made it to Sundance, but I only been there in the summer, so I missed the turn off into the lodge {All I wanted was a cookies and cream sucker}. So I rolled down the windows and let that fresh air in and rolled on back home. 

This is pretty much how I felt today:

 Feelin (and lookin) and little rough, I stopped by our family's favorite- Ripple's Drive-In. 

 The following helped:

{Well... it did set me back in my fight against obesity..}

So! I made it home, snuggled into bed, and took a nap. I woke up, showered, ate some grub in the pub (okay, I'm getting creative with lingo to avoid saying cafeteria) with some peeps, and now I'm finishing my laundry while the girls watch the Bachelor. {Our society...}

Tomorrow is back to the grinder, but this weekend has been nice to me homework wise. 

OH OF COURSE! 

WELCOME BACK BARACKATTACK!

In all sincerity, our country can get something right. We can choose a president (physically peacefully, I might add) that cares about our country, AND he can rock a wicked suit. 

Proud to be an American finally dwelling back in America,

Yours,

Mega 

P.S.

This is tragic. 
Next year, next year...

Ruff and Stuff

{MY BLOG SAYS SOS. Save Our... Template. SOT! Seriously, I need a blawg designer or somthin}

It's Saturday night, my third here this semester. I always find difficulty in narrowing down my life story- I'm always found blabbering on and on about an event that could be summerized in a few sentences, but since when have I ever taken the easy road when the hard one was offered? Alright, philosophizing over. 

In short,

Life is hard, and then we die.

At least that is how some days feel, and that is okay. Here is my tale of this day, the 19th of January. {P>S> how is it already the 19th? time flyys when ur havin fun :}

(This song fits well as background music. Too bad this is just a screenshot suckas)

The Good: 
Shopping at Nordstrom's Rack and Target with my sweets! {and of course my twin brotha and my dear motha before she left for the homecountry) 

 These new Sorel's on my feet are from heaven above. 

The Bad and Ugly:

After an emotional whirlwind of weeks, the perfect storm struck.

 On my way home, I drove past my childhood home. MY house. OUR HOUSE. The absolutely hardest goodbye so far in my life has been on August 6th, 2006 when I said farewell to my home. I left a note in my closet that was for whoever would find it which said how much I love this house and I hope the next owners would love our house as much as I did. Turns out, the family who currently lives there decided to buy our house because of that note. 

So anyways, I came in the back way of our neighborhood (The last time I was there was a year ago, so I was ill prepared..) and as I stopped at the stop sign to take the photo and then drove past, I broke down into hard core tears. I never cry, and it felt so, so, so very good to let it out. I just love my home so much, and the symbol 2463 W. Country Bend has been in my life. Now, I have all my family with me (minus my Grandma Marilyn) and I know home is where the heart is, but I always, always have this house as my center. 

My dream? To become rich and famous just so I can buy our house back and raise my own family in.

Trying to self-soothe my broken heart, I went to my skating rink. I went here nearly every day in 6th grade, the year right before I moved. 

 {Rentals were closed, and my skates are in Canada, so my heart is achin' for a skate!) 

But, you know what?

Heavenly Father loves us more than we can fathom.

 It was too hard to drive through my tears, (so dramatic, but true) so I pitstopped at another place from my childhood- Thanksgiving Pointe. 

I ate some delicious food,

took a nap, (from 6:30 to 7:30)

and am at peace.

Love, 
MEGAN MAREE

P.S. Besides the US and Canada, Russia is the country where a third of my views come from. If you are in Russia and are reading this, will you say hello? 

The 7th Day

{I'm sorry- everything is glitchy right now but I'll have things figured out eventually}

The first day of winter semester 2013 was a smashing success. The only visual evidence of the day is as follows:

I woke up bright and early at 8:30 for no good reason at all. I walked(!) to school in this uncomfortable weather and went to:

• Geography 120
• I'm looking forward to this one. (Plus the professor actually looks like a professor with the vests and the glasses and the enthusiasm).
• Writing 150
• Made some new friends in this itty bitty class. We meet boardroom style in the JFSB
• Religion 122 (B.O.M. part II)
• This will be the greatest Book of Mormon class yet, I can feel it!

Then I had time to head back and then saw a few friends. Next was:

• Beginner Ballet (with Becksh Vancsh!)

I ate dinner, washed bedding, practiced this song, cleaned and organized, decorated, watched Downton Abbey and Freaks and Geeks, and ate more food. Trader Joe's, you've done me well. 

Love,

MMA

The First

Well, can you believe it? I'm officially a BYU student! I arrived on campus on Wednesday afternoon. I was so excited to see Shannon since I hadn't seen her since June. I spent the day unpacking and shopping with my Mom. 

The initial result:

(I have the top bunk. It's cozy up there.)

Thursday was full of freshman orientation. We checked in at  Helaman Field which was packed to the brim with students. The whole situation was very EFY-esque.

(Our first impression)

We spent a lot of time at the Marriott Center and touring the campus. We also had a pep-rally and took the Y-photo.

(My view from the photo)

Friday I:

Walked around campus and learned more about my major.

Learned about a fabulous product that I couldn't imagine my life without.

(sarcasm)

Saw a small fire on Squaw Peak that was soon under control! It was amazing to see the wind pushing the flames up the mountain as to avoid the homes and nearby temple that are at the base of the mountain.

Later I came back to my room and decorated some more.

I got this free sketchbook that was full of student and faculty artwork and used them to decorate the wall.

Sunday was my first day at my student ward. We are lucky to have our church building be next door! 

Then it was time to get down to business! 

School started yesterday, and it was exhausting! I ended up riding my bike which was easier than trying to find a parking space. My first class was contemporary dance- theory and technique. Online it said there were no pre-requisites but almost everyone in my class has been dancing since they were 3. I hope I can keep up! Then I headed over to American Heritage and surprisingly I am excited for that class. Next was waiting in the Jamba Juice line for lunch and then I had Intro to Theater. Then it was time to make my way back to my bike and then home. Last night we had Family Home Evening and then I did my first round of laundry at the laundromat. Today is a new day full of new classes so we'll see how it goes!

Love,
Megan Marie