The Official Decision (I think...)

Re-apply to BYU. (In progress)

Re-accept to BYU. (Hopefully)

Return to BYU in January.

Regret THOROUGHLY leaving all my best buddies in Arizona. Probably die.

Remember all the fun times I had my freshman year at BYU.

Recreate these fun events, along with others.

Remorse. Because I will miss Travis's and Jorge's last moments in AZ before they leave on their missions. (Which absolutely will kill me. But of course I'll come home for their "farewells".)

Remind myself that even though it is nearly impossible, I will (eventually) be able to survive without Celesta.

Really miss everyone. Especially friends from OSP and my family. And my dog.

Rekindle old friendships (and weakening friendships) with buddies at BYU.

Resort to odd forms of comfort--run around at midnight with a cloak on, dance on the table, scream at the top of my lungs with Lacey and Lauren, light things on fire.

Realize that I can have fun where I am even though I terribly miss everyone at home.

And then who knows what.

Ahh......

Dear Mr. Birch:

I am actually doing a post all about you of my own free will. Cool, huh?

And I think it's safe to write this "letter" because you rarely read my blog. So chances are you will never read this. And that means you will never get mad at me for writing potentially embarrassing things about you for all the world to read. Plus it will be a good outline for what I have decided is your obligatory birthday letter. I can only return the favor for the lovely letter I received from you in March.

It's been a fun summer. And for as much as we've hung out this summer, I have very few pictures to show for it. I'm even cheating and using this picture from April (you know, the day we went to the Easter pageant and accidentally wore matching clothes?):


And here's one from July at our burning party. Too bad I already posted a picture nearly identical to this in my last blog.

And here we are at Jordan's surprise party with Lily, the stinky dog, who was madly in love with you (like all female dogs you met this summer).

You are a character. I never know if you are going to poke me in the eye, tickle me, put your arm around my shoulder, or push me off the couch. I can, however, predict nearly half of the words that will come out of your mouth. Because I am awesome.

I love your weirdness. Like rolling across my floor every time you come to my house. Usually while wearing a black shirt, resulting in many accessories in the form of dog hair.

Or like your booty dance you do every time you hear a song by Gwen Stefani. And your music video you make in my car at Sonic with the rearview mirror.

Or like your frighteningly-perfect Nacho Libre impersonations.

Or like your odd/cool ideas. Buying crochet and knitting hooks then re-selling them as head-massagers. Starting an Asian techno band with my brother (Travis squared). Hiring a random man named Art Hatch (from a flyer in Jamba Juice) to install the ceiling fans in our future house.

Or like when we were cleaning up from Jordan's party and I looked in the kitchen to see you doing the dishes, wearing one of my mother's aprons.

I appreciate your friendship. I know that you'll always be my buddy, even if I make you mad by teasing you excessively or misunderstanding what you're saying about a wall in Israel (for real) or showing up to your sister's baptism to see you baptize her (!!!) after you tell me not to, even though I was invited by two other members of your family.

I can always count on you for a good time. Even if all we do is sit around on a couch for 2 hours or drive around town aimlessly. You are my best friend.

And now I will end this letter in hopes that nobody else (in addition to the 65,457,869 people who already believe that we are) will think we are dating.

Love,

Lisa.

P.S. I have to confess that I set out writing this letter with the intent to express my hurt and dismay at your irritation that I came to Emma's baptism Saturday. Because I came to support you. And to see her get baptized. But, I guess I'm just too nice (or just not skilled enough in the reprimanding department) and wrote an appreciative letter about you instead. So now you know. Please be happy about this.

Hello Blogworld

So I haven't posted for a while...aside from the Travis post. And although blogging seems slightly pointless to me, I feel like letting you all know what I have been doing since I got back from vacation (despite the fact that half of you already know a lot of it). That's what blogging's for, right?

A few weeks ago was the lovely Kaela's baby shower. Here is a picture of the said lovely, her baby, and myself. (PS Camden was born July 28th...sooo cute.)


I've also been hanging out with these hooligans. Travis "El Gringo" and Jorge.

Here's Becca, Lacey and me. We hung out a bit before Lacey went back up to the Y. I love these girls quite a lot.

And here we are doing what we've done best for 6+ years....entangling ourselves. Seriously, it happens in some way or another every time we hang out.

One night, Lacey, Matt, Travis and I had a burning party. This was a regular occurance in high school. We'd have a burning party at the end of every semester and invite tons of friends to come over and burn all their old homework and school stuff. This was a sporadic burning party, hence only four people.

Travis squared. These two boys and I have gone to my mom's school 3 times all day to help her set her classroom up. Sounds super boring, actually super fun. Especially when Travis and Travis discover things like magic fairy wands (which are barely visible in this picture...sorry about the blurriness). We also discover amazing things like dicut (how the heck do you spell that!?) machines where you can turn full sized papers into puzzles (hehe...), we draw pictures on the white board, read first-grade books to each other (there was a book called "Scruffy" [that's my dog's name] and the last line on the first page read, "Scruffy was a frisky puppy"....we lost it at that point), and have all sorts of other amazing adventures.

Along the lines of Travis Birch, we have been hanging out almost every day for the past 3 or 4 weeks. I know. What do we do? We go to Goodwill, make bowls out of vinyl records, discover new bands which are impossible to read about on the internet (The Jones), have kicking/slapping/punching fights, eat at Taco Bell and Rubios and (drink at) Jamba Juice, lay around my front room. Stuff like that. Sorry, no pictures to show for these events because he DELETED ALL OF THEM off my computer, the butt.

I had a lovely lunch with these two dear friends, Brianna and Jorge. They are so fun. We ate at Costa Vida. If you have not been there, please go, it is amazing. Northwest corner of Baseline and Val Vista in the Dana Plaza. Oh man, writing about this is making me super-crave it...bad idea!!

We said good bye to one of the coolest guys around, Scottie! For those of you who are not in this picture (haha) Scott is the blonde guy in the back with the white shirt. He left on his mission to Ogden, Utah! The day before he left, his brother Brad got home from New Zealand (bringing with him a super awesome accent!). For those of you who care and don't know, from left to right these people are: Linda, Jordan (tall one), Anamin (short one :] ), Scottie, Jorge, Travis, Me, Rhonda.

This is Matt. He was one of my very best friends in high school. We've been hanging out quite a bit lately and have been having a blast (if you couldn't tell by what I did to his shirt in this picture). He is so great. A few nights ago, Matt, Travis, my friend Mitch and I all hung out. Soo fun...we played Rockband and Guitar Hero, ate at Taco Bell, got frozen yogurt, and went to a park where we climbed on the playground and took turns trying to knock each other over. As you may have guessed, I was the only one who got knocked over. :[ This resulted in much sand in my pants.

And this is Jordan. Her birthday was August fourth. A few days before her birthday (probably 3 days), she told me that her birthdays were always lame. I felt really sad for her, so I decided to throw her a surprise party 2 days after her birthday! Here she is being surprised! She had a great time :] and I hope her birthday celebration was not so lame this year, especially since her actual birthday was quite lame from what she told me. I am quite sad though, she is going back up to NAU on Wednesday. Oh how I will miss her. I will be left with no one to carry on entire conversations using nothing but Office quotes. Sigh.

Well, that has been my life the past month or so. Thank you for joining. For more pictures of basically any of the events above, see my Facebook.