On The Horizon

Ladies and Gentlemen.

My life.

In quotes.

A new story is on the horizon.

I can feel it.

But I won't ruin the ending now.

Noooo.

That would be silly.

Just know...

The twelfth step in my heartbreak rehabilitation program is about to be complete.

There is a new man in town.

Please Start Now. Yes, I Would Like That.

Ah-ha moments.

Priceless.

Do you ever have those moments when all the pieces fit?

Where every thought clicks?

And makes perfect sense?

I had a few of those on Saturday.

Maybe more than a few.

It started out with a service project.

Picking up the trash in American Fork.

My dear group had the joyful task of walking from In-N-Out to Cold Stone.

I brought a friend.

*Place giggle here*

I was told I was completely useless because it was impossible to stay concentrated.

Hm.

I don't understand what they are talking about.

I adore these girls.

I'm a total loser for not getting a picture with my friend.

Ugh.

I spent the rest of the day with my soul sister.

It in insane how you can be the exact opposite of a person,

but at the same,

you find your other half.

She's the artistic one.

Writing, photography, art,

the whole shibang.

I'm the logical one.

I like numbers and patterns.

Consistency.

Symmetry.

OCD.

Being best friends is having one soul in two bodies.

I found my other half.

We maybe so different,

but we are givers.

We will give EVERYTHING to those we care about.

Do anything for them.

Listen to their joys and rejoice with them.

Discuss little details and over analyze every portion as girls love to do.

Listen to stories of heartbreak and comfort,

even when we are dying inside.

Serve the ones we love in every way possible.

I always knew I did this.

But never have I met someone willing to open up to me,

as she has.

The more we talked, the more we began to realize we both made SBO for many reasons.

One of the top reasons?

To become soul sisters.

And we are.

And I love her.

I am so blessed to have this young lassie in my life.

We went to yard sales.

Went grocery shopping.

We played with kitties and puppies.

See for yourself.

Look at my little Simba.

What a gem.

The old and new council member had a little party.

I was abnormally quiet.

I still feel like the odd girl out.

Soon, my odd ways will be accepted and I will have a family with my council.

But for now...

I'm scared.

I'm scared I won't fit it.

That I will be looked at as this random child on council,

that doesn't really belong.

I know once my council sees the true me,

they will welcome me with open arms.

But I am in transition right now.

With friends,

with myself.

I am changing.

And I know it.

Love it, to be precise.

Ah-ha.

I spent half my night with my SBO ladies.

And that is when things clicked.

I looked around, and I felt loved.

And cared for.

When it comes to a Blue,

such as myself,

there is not a greater feeling.

I can already tell,

we are going to be so so close.

I can't wait.

  

Dear StuCo,

I would really appreciate it if you would start now.

I would love to have a family.

My dream is to walk up to all the members and each of them to smile and accept me.

That would be nice.

You are a major blessing in my life, and as I count my many,

I do not want you to go waste.

I want to start now.

This very moment.

I love you.

With all my heart.

Thank you.

For everything.

Please make my senior year the best one ever.

I would really like that.

With all my heart,

Linsey.

Return Of The Grandmother. Ya Boy.

I love weekends.

Yes.

Yes, I do.

Friday night.

I spent the night watching a movie about a 

a blue headed alien.

This experience was spent with very special people.

That make me smile.

A lot.

(Place giggle here)

Today was an eventful day.

My dearest grandma returned home from her year and half long mission.

She served in the country of Paraguay.

And she loved it.

I love her.

Here are some pictures.

My beloved cousins.

I love them with all my heart.

Before my grandma descended down the stairs,

an Elder returned to his family on the other side of the room.

The family began to scream.

The missionary's face light up and his eyes were filled with tears.

As soon as his foot stepped off the escalator,

the mother sprinted over and tackled her son.

Tears.

Hugs.

Smiles.

Watching this family have their son return to them made me a little overwhelmed.

I started bawling.

The scene made me envision Elder Brown comes down those moving stairs.

More tears.

I can't wait for him to come home.

17 more months.

This is my best friend.

She is also my cousin.

Yep.

I'm that lucky.

This is my Grandma Cookie.

An official RM.

GO GRANDMA!

The massive family.

Honestly,

I am the luckiest person alive.

These are some of the best people I have ever met.

Really.

I love my family.

Families WILL be together forever.

To The Boy Of My Dreams.

I have a deep burning love.

Yes, a certain boy makes me go weak in the knees.

The mention of him makes me stammer like an idiot.

He is beautiful in every way.

His eyes, his hair, his voice.

He is perfection.

He is everything I want and need.

We are perfect for each other.

And one day, he will love me in return.

His name is Justin Bieber.

I am hooked.

I must meet him before I die.

And I will.

He will know my name before I leave this earth.
Mark my words.

Love you JB.

Yep.

Perfection.

His smile at 2:45 brought me to tears.

Literally.

Man, he is amazing.

Not to mention he is an amazing person.
Watch this.
You won't regret it.
I get goosebumps every time.
He is an inspiration.
He is changing the world.
I love my man JB.

Does It Get Better Than This? I Think Not.

mag·ic

n.

1. A mysterious quality of enchantment

adj.

2. Possessing distinctive qualities that produce unaccountable or baffling effects

or in other words:

3. DISNEYLAND

This land of thrilling roller coasters and fantastical settings

is what keeps imagination going for the children and teenagers of this day.

I have come to a conclusion 

of why I am seventeen years old

and still scream and cry every time I see Mickey and Minnie running around the theme park.

I have grown up with Disney.

It has always been apart of my life.

I have always seen princesses go through trial after trial,

only to end up with a prince and a happily ever after.

I have seen talking lions lose loved ones and their way,

one to come to the realization of his destiny and take his rightful place as king.

A fishy son gets lost and the love of his father ultimately brings them together.

A toy understands that a boy can love more than one 

and still be completely special no matter the circumstance.

No matter the situation, 

or dilemma,

Disney always inspires the heart of every youngster.

These movies and characters have a way of making you see beyond yourself and 

really hope for all things great.

Completely fantastical.

Amazing.

That is why I love this place with all my heart.

So yesterday,

I ventured to this world of fantasy.

This is the sign that hangs above the bridge as you enter.

It makes you feel as though,

you are leaving today,

you are leaving all your worries,

and traveling into a world of blissful fun and excitement.

Here are a few or my adventures:

The youngin's and I before Indian Jones.

I have a never ending love for Tarzan.

Who doesn't love a chiseled man running around in a loin cloth?

Haunted Mansion.

Classic.

California Adventures.

Not as grand as Disneyland but the rides are praise worthy.

I am happy the pictures don't show the tears.

Yes, I started crying when I hugged Sully.

Childhood hero right there.

A kind lady at a story gave me this button for free.

I wore it all day.

I received a total of seven congratulations.

Probably the best part of the day.

 One of my favorite rides.

3D Toy Story extra spectactular game of skill and joy.

Right before

"The Magical World of Color"

So inspirational.

A note worthy event:

Serendipity.

Such a fantastic thing.

As I got in line for an adventurous ride,

Thunder Mountain to say the least,

I was slightly wade down by my throbbing feet and burnt skin.

As I dragged my tired self through the winding cement path,

I saw a patch of blonde hair in another close section of the line.

Could it be?

There is no way.

Maybe?

"Mom... I think that is..."

Before I knew it my Crush became visible behind the mass amount of people.

I exclaimed hello and let my excitement beam through.

What are the odds?

Huh?

In a different state,

at the same theme park,

on the same ride,

at the same time?

Really?

Serendipity.

I smiled the rest of the day.

Always keeping a hopeful eye out for this young lad.

He was never spotted again,

but I am grateful.

Today:

I went to the beach.

New Port, to be exact.

I love the heat.

The smell of the ocean.

The waves crashing on to the shore.

The scent of sunscreen mixed with the burning salt on my skin.

The screams of little children being splashed.

The crunch of chips between my teeth.

The bright sun.

My hair blowing with the ocean breeze.

Everything.

It makes me glow.

It was a good day.

Grand actually.

I love the beach.

I think I will some where near by when I get older.

Maybe not.

I love my protective mountains too much.

But now is not the time to worry.

Just smile.

After my adventures, the girls ran to Target.

I found these birthday card.

My sister had to walk away due to embarrassment,

when I began to flail myself on the floor fueled my laughter.

How enlightening.

I laughed.

Very hard.

Spring break.

Man.

I love it.

Tell me your adventures.

I would love to hear them.

Hero. Hero. I love you so.

I am on a childhood rant.

So I got a few quotes from my childhood hero.

Of all time.

Winnie the Pooh

If you live to be 100, I hope I live to be 100 minus 1 day, so I never have to live without you.

If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. I'll always be with you.


You can't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.

     When late morning rolls around and you're feeling a bit out of sorts, don't worry; 
      you're probably just a little eleven o'clockish.

     "I don't see much sense in that," said Rabbit.
     "No," said Pooh humbly, "there isn't. But there was going to be when I began it.
     It's just that something happened to it along the way."

I am a Bear of Very Little Brain, and long words bother me.

Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh," he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?" 
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw, "I just wanted to be sure of you."