Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Tie-Dye Tuesday




Okay okay I know, I'm really slow at posting. My apologies. Well a lot has happened since the last time i was on here, i just cant remember what. well I've got a story for you at least. So last week, my 4 closest (and only) girlfriends here decided that Jayne missed out on her senior morp, so we decided to make up for it by going on a girl-ask-guy date. And just so that i wouldnt feel like i missed anything from morp, i was given the job (i mean privilege) of finding a date for each of my friends. The catch was I didnt get to choose my own date- they chose my date, I chose all of theirs. Got it? K. Well can i just express to you how difficult it is to find 4 available, decent guys last minute? I mean, this isnt provo. The pickings are slim. Plus, my friends were expecting me to find them their eternal companions or something. I dunno. Needless to say I think i knew what every unmarried guy on campus was doing last weekend by the time I found my friends dates. Anyways, for our date we decided to have a brunch, go rope-swinging, and tie-dye shirts (our original idea was to attack canvas shoes with paint- but we couldnt find shoes in everyones sizes so we resorted to our fall back plan). My date ended up being a guy named Brett. I still cant figure out why he ever agreed to go with me- my only other encounter with him was insulting him after he did a scarily-amazing job in the suesical. My friends musta bribed him. Either way, Im glad i had a second chance to meet him, because he was a ton of fun to be around, not to mention really cute. I must mention though, two of the couples i put together on the date have now been on multiple other dates (in the past 4 days, yes). I know, I know, im just a good little matchmaker, what can I say?
So anyways, it just came to my attention that the semester is ending in less than 3 weeks. Not cool. Im not ready to face az just yet. Plus, since people think they can just come to school here for a semester and then leave, a lot of my closest friends here aren't coming back. Out of my immediate group of friends (yes, of course i managed to yet again find myself in a clique, regardless of past promises) only 1 other girl is staying and 2 boys. Lame. Well obviously im dorming with Lauren for first term, and then her and I are moving into a house together in the fall. I dont know what Im going to do when she graduates then. i guess get married or something. not.
It's finally getting warm here, but that was a really cruel trick of Hawaii to be colder than az. now i dont even have enough time to get a proper tan by the time i get home. And i have to stay in mesa for 6 weeks before I get to come home to Laie. After that, Im not leaving here again.
The end. Love you girls.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Catching my Breath


....Or at least barely. The past 2 weeks have been INSANE! But that can wait.


HOLY CROW! Madd-I can't believe how terrible your week was. I thought I was having a really bad day until I read your post, and then I reevaluated.
In truth, I think I have gone to 5 or 6 of my FHE activities this whole year. But I also have work on Monday nights. If you were my mom, I would totally be there all the time! That gym sounds so icky! And what terrible service-not even calling about your wallet. Buttheads. Your roomies sound like buttheads too.

So, I couldn't access your blog, but I was absolutely shocked when you said there was a warrant out for your arrest. If they have a warrant out for your arrest, I wonder what's coming my way. Like haven't they figured out that you are like 4.7 GPA, super involved, service oriented, gal, intent on changing the world(legally of course). It sounds like there are lot of buttheads in this world. By the way, can I just say, if Valene was a boy, I'd give 'him' a good kick in the pants. It sounds as if she needs some occupation, and some karma. Who does that? Honestly, how can you live with yourself when you treat people like that? She must have a rather tumultous environment inside her. If you felt good about it though, hang in there. Maybe she'll crack, and not be such a poohead. (I think I need to get some new insult adjectives). By the way, that picture of you is lovely Madd.


So....my week? Hhhhm. Where to begin.


-Well, so Rae is taking me back to Mesa for a few days, cuz I have been really homesick, and still not feeling like I am in the right place, and there is no place for me right now. Technically I love it here-but not fully. It always took a lot to hold me down, and I've always been excited about life and felt right. But right now I feel like my life is on hold, even when I feel as if I am doing all I can do. I feel like I am not allowed to get attached, because there is nothing for me here. And I think I figured out why now. Really hard to explain. Anywho. I almost didn't get to go, because in the performing arts program here, you have to contribute 30 hours of service a semester to graduate. As in Mandatory. Doesn't that seem like a little over the top? Like, "Oh, I can just not work for 30 hours the next couple of weeks, and starve and not pay bills." So yeah my service hours this semester are for the dance concert. Which also falls right on top of spring break. (why would they do that? No one will be here to see it) So I was required to work it. So P.O.ed. I had to ditch practice, work, and almost my spring break. But I got out of it; Yay for sucking up! The dance concert was INCREDIBLE! wow. I will post something if possible.

Well, because of this, I have been pulling 17-18 hour days at school, and I have had to choreograph, for people who can't dance. (I am stunned. That is all I can say). Anyhow. So working the dance concert was actually really fun, except for one development. A new stalker. Perhaps I am being a little dramatic. I mean he is nowhere near as bad as Antonio. But still, it's ridiculous. I think it's like taking my turn or something, after having 3 and 1/2 amazing years with Brad. I have been having the worst time with guys up here and normality. So maybe he doesn't qualify as a stalker, but he's pretty darn close, and I wouldn't be suprised if he has been googling me. (I googled myself to see if this would show up-hopefully I can talk freely)
It all started with me running into this techie underneath the stage. There was an introduction after the 4 or 5th time, and then he started trying to hang out with me and my friend Mikala (in the picture with me). At first I thought he just wanted to be friends. That's cool right? Wrong...because that's not what he wanted. He starts coming down everytime he can get away from teching, and finds us. But he has never said a word to Mikala. He ignored her completely and talked only to me. Not a good way to win my favor-don't really like guys that treat my friends like crap. After a few days of this, I am starting to get the feeling he has a thing for me, and what do you know, he asks me out for coffee. Sure I say, because I'm stupid, and feel like I should be nice. Besides going out for coffee is pretty casual. Friends do that all the time. Well that was like a green light for him. He asked on Wednesday, and we went on Saturday. So every night from then on, he was tailing me, and trying to impress me with his snobbery, still ignoring Mikala, and getting this aggravated look on his face if I talked to anyone else. And one of my dance friends heard him talking to the other techies about how cute I was and how he wanted to ask me out and stuff. Dumb boy. So it was getting bad enough that the dancers were taking pity on me and asking me to help them in the girls dressing room, when they really had nothing for me to do. They're so nice. He just walked back and forth, waiting for me to come out, so I tried to find reasons to be in there for extended periods.
Going out on Saturday- we went to this novelty coffee shop called the grind, and I got my hot chocolate, and he got his coffee, and we talked. Which overall was okay, except when he got arrogant. But he kept trying to set up more dates. So not. Then we went to this record store run by hippies. By this point I was long done, the spirit wasn't present, and I just wanted to go home. But I wasn't going to let him know where I live. He already asked and I was like 'over there'. (who does that?) So after the longest 2 hours of my life, I finally got free, and hope to avoid him until I get a boyfriend, or a tazer. Why do I have such frikin' bad luck with boys? Aaaaargh!!!!

In truth, he was a nice boy, but I am not interested and have a hard time being rude to guys. It's kinda against my policies, so avoidance is my best tool. Wish me luck.
So yesterday was like one of the worst days I've had this year. I am so so stressed this week, and have so many deadlines, and it was like the day just crumbled. I called my mom, cried, had a job interview for a summer job that I am starting to get apprehensive about, running out of cash, and freaking about choreography, midterms, future money, etc.... I also did something really rude on accident and hurt someone's feelings really bad. Felt like a word I can't say. That's why I was crying mainly. I felt terrible.

And then today came, and the sun is shining, the HOPE altos made my day, and I've been getting free food all over campus, which is convenient since I didn't bring food today. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, and I am so thankful there is a God, and he loves me more than I deserve. I love you all crazy much, and miss you.


All my love


Beaky



Sunday, February 22, 2009

So you know the saying "well at least it can't get any worse"?



Well I seemed to be a big fan of that phrase this week, and if I recall correctly, Jane in Tarzan said something to the effect of that, and then is started to rain. I feel a little bit like that this week. Its just been awful. I guess I'll just go in chronological order.


Monday: A holiday, a nice relaxing day, no school, should be nice right. WRONG. It was super stressful. I can't even remember it all now, I just remember being so frustrated all day. But I do remember that night...ok, so I'm FHE Mom and I love my calling so much. I love the boy I get to serve with, hes amazing and SO supportive. Hes wonderful. And I love the people who are in our group, we're all really close, and have so much fun when we're together. However, lately a lot of people have been choosing to do things other than come to FHE, such as go on a date or take a test or sleep or what not. So it was ok for a little bit until it started to become a trend. One time I put a lot of effort into planning a really fun activity and I got there and only 4 other people showed up. There are 18 people in our FHE group. I was not happy. And the sad part is that most of the people who aren't coming are my roommates. It was really starting to hurt my feelings. So Monday night, we planned this activity where we went to a tumbling gym that had all this really fun stuff. So I get ready to go and one by one my roommates all come up with an excuse of why they aren't going. So I just go with the rest of the group to the tumbling gym and we carpool over there and we pull into this really sketchy parking lot next to what looks like an abandoned warehouse. I was scared. So we go inside, and it REAKS!!! I'm not even kidding, this was one of the worst smells I have ever smealt in my life. It smelled like old, moldy, sweaty, socks. It was nasty. So after overcoming the smell and trying to train myself not to breath, I go up to this desk, where this guy is sitting. And this guy....oh boy...he looks like he hasn't showered in weeks, and we smells too. And he opens his mouth and he has 4 teeth! Four! And under his bottom lip he has a piece of chew tabbacco. I was about to die. It was the grossest thing I had ever seen. Anyways...we actually ended up having a really fun night. So we play there for awhile and when I get home, I sent out an e-mail to everyone expressing my concerns about FHE attendance. I tried to make it really generic, just saying how I missed everyone when they didn't come, and how the other kid and I put a lot of work into FHE so it will be fun, so it hurts my feelings when people don't come, and at the end I just asked them to try and take their tests earlier or afterwards etc. No big deal I thought, just trying to communicate. Well I guess it was a huge deal, and I offend ALL my roommates because I specifically targeted them in my e-mail. Great....


Tuesday: Mkay, so earlier last week I got a letter in the mail saying there is a warrent out for my arrest: LONG story, read my blog if you want to hear it. So basically I spent the whole morning on the phone with the court trying to figure everything out. So I kind of get that taken care of, so I go to sign my contract for housing for next fall. I head over to the complex and get the contract for the apartment. I think I mentioned before the whole drama about the housing situation, if not, just read my blog (madeleinebailey@blogspot.com). So I get over there, meet my new roommates, they are super great, and I go back to the office to give them my deposit. Well as I search for my wallet in my purse I can't find it and realize that I must have left it at that creepy tumbling gym!!! So basically, I had to write a check, but only for a part of the amount because I don't have enough money in the account that the checks are for. Tuesday=bad bad day.


Wednesday: My roommates are still mad at me, there is still a warrent out for my arrest, my wallet is still missing and it got worse. Again, there is this whole background about the housing, but basically, we wanted an apartment on the third floor, we were told there were no apartments left on the third floor, and so we got an apartment on the first floor. Well, our friends come back from signing their contract at the same complex, and they tell us that two girls who are friends with our other roommate just left there and they had recieved a third floor apartment. So I called. Apparently, because we had put our name on the list really early we had pretty high priority when it came to room choice, and the two girls who were friends with our roommate, had gone in and said they were with us and used our priority to get a third floor apartment. I guess they had "limited" third floor apartments and when they asked us if the first floor apartment was okay, thats what they meant, and we just misinterperted what they were saying. So I got mean, the lady got scared, and a couple hours later we had a third floor apartment.


Thursday: Still a warrent for my arrest, my roommates are still mad, and my wallet is still missing. So I spend most of Thursday trying to get a hold of the tumbling gym to find out if they have my wallet. They NEVER answer their phone! And earlier I think I told you guys how I decided I was going to room with Valene again next semester. Well things seemed to be going well, she was being decent at least. And I was trying really hard to form a bond with her so next fall would be better. Well I don't know if I just became more sensitive to everything she said, or if she decided to take it up a notch, because it seemed like every other word out of her mouth was telling me what a horrible person I am, how much better she is than me, just being a complete brat. I don't know what I'm going to do next semester.


Friday: Still a warrent out for my arrest, and my wallet is still missing. I guess my roommates are over the e-mail by now which makes things a little bit easier. I had been postponing taking a test because I haven't had my wallet, and you need your ID to take a test. But it was the last day to take it so I spend most of the morning trying to get in contact with someone from the gym. I had no luck at all and finally just went to take my test. So I get to the testing center, I explain that I've lost my wallet and have no form of ID whatsoever. They tell me they can't give me a test without any ID and send me to the ID office (which is on the other end of campus). So I go the ID office, ask for a new ID, and they tell me I can't get a new ID without giving them my old one or paying for a new one. I have no way to pay since I don't have my wallet and I don't have my old ID because...well its in my wallet too. So no luck there. I go back to the testing center, explain to them the situation, how its the last day to take the test and everything, and finally they send me down to a computer in the lobby of the testing center to take a picture with my cell phone of a picture on the computer of my Student ID. So they used that and I was finally able to take the test. Ugh.


Saturday: Still a warrent out for my arrest and no wallet. But I'm thinking...hey the weeks over, it can't get any worse, its Saturday, I'm good. Hahaha....well that day, we had planned to go to the Draper Temple open house as an FHE family. I tried to help plan some of it, but one of my roommates was doing it and she got frustrated when I tried to help because she thought I was taking over. So I backed off and let her do her thing. We were planning on a doing a picnic before hand at a park nearby and then go to the temple. So they had it all planned out. We met before hand to make the food, and everyone was running behind. Basically we got to the park an hour later than they had planned and we had five minutes to eat. But no big deal, its just a picnic, the important part was the temple. But then one of the boys who is in our FHE group, hes new and wasn't here last semester, decided to wander off and disappear. He just walked off. No one knew where he went, or why, or what was going on at all. (He is so weird you guys, I have no idea what to do. Hes SOOOOO weird.) So we spend the next 15 minutes looking for him, finally find him, and hes upset about something but he won't tell anyone whats wrong!!! Meanwhile, its Valene's parents who drove us there, not a smart idea, but not my idea, and they are getting really impatient and freaking out because we were supposed to be at the temple by 3:00 and it is now 3:15 and the boys are still off trying to talk to Jacob (the weirdo) to figure out whats going on. So they are expressing their displeasure with me, because its apparently my fault that everything is running behind. (Its always my fault when it comes to Valene and her family, read my blog if you want more on that) So finally we all are getting in the car, and I turn to talk to the other girls who are getting in their car and tell them whats going on, and one of them just freaked out and started being super mean and rude and it totally came out of no where. So we have Jacob off being a mute, the other girls (not from our apartment but the other one) mad for who knows what reason, and everyone else mad at me because we're not going to be on time for our scheduled "tour". So I started crying. I just couldn't take it anymore. We got to the temple and I was able to talk with the girls a little bit to find out what was wrong. I guess they had been feeling left out all semester, and even last semester and it was just a bad day where it all accumulated at once. (sound familiar, Natalee anyone? I'm a magnent for these kinds of things) So basically, I'm to the point where I'm breaking down because I feel like everything is all my fault, like I'm a horrible person, and I just don't know what to do. I'm crying and I go and talk to David, my FHE husband, and he was sooo sweet. We were able to talk about things and figure out what we should do right then, and set a time to meet so we could fix everything else. So we went through the temple, apparently you didn't even need a reservation, you could just walk in and go through, so it didn't matter at all what time we got there. It was fun, awkward because we were still with the other girls, and I had to maintain civil conversation with Valene's parents, but the temple was beautiful. And no matter how bad the week had been, you couldn't help but feel the spirit there. It was a good way to end the week from HELL!!!


Sunday: Today, still a warrent for my arrest, still no wallet, but it wasn't that bad of a day. I hope its a sign of the rest of this next week. Church went really well. I'm back to being extremely frustrated with Valene, she keeps saying things and just being such a huge Brat, I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't know if I'm going to be able to finish out the semester with her, let alone spend a whole term again with her next fall. When I prayed about it, it felt right. I'm supposed to room with her, but its not going to be easy. I'll keep you posted.


Becky- I was pretty much dying of laughter when I read your embarassing story. I wish I could have been there. Haha. And you would love Mr. Justin Wonderful Pants. Hes so good to Rae Rae. But Brett...well I don't think you would like him actually. Not like that anyways. He's way fun and you would probablly be good friends, but I can't see you and him...well you know...:) As for college you sound like your having fun. I wish I would get asked to dance here, actually I just wish I was half as gorgeous as you so I could talk to a boy without feeling like an idiot. Um...to answer your question, yes I will get paid to make mud next semester. I'm excited!


Jayne- I am so jealous. I would so much rather be at the beach then trecking through the snow up here. And your life is SOOOO not boring, especially with all those gorgeous guys following you around. I can see why Cory's girlfriend doesn't like you though, because as soon as he figures out you're intrested, she's going to be dropped like a hot tamale.


Rachel- Thanks for uploading all those pictures! They are way fun. Haha oh the memories! I'll have to see if I can find some to upload too. You need to come back down to Provo and bring the Justinator with you or maybe not, because then you can go on a date with Jake :).


I love you guys so much. I hope my huge blog about how miserable this week was didn't depress you. I actually am really happy here even though I miss you all like CRAZY!!! I'll try to blog on my own blog soon so you can read it and fill in some of the gaps with this story that didn't exactly make sense. Well its late, and I better get my beauty sleep because I see Asher tommorrow. Haha


Love you!

Maddi

Friday, February 13, 2009

uno mas

Thanks for the memories
















yes, that is tartanic :)

chyeah
















Just some fun pics I found. And believe me there are much more to com :)

Man life is good