Date night

The Avengers are great, the Avengers fight hate, the Avengers are great to watch on a date, when it's late, past eight.
-Alex Fender


We had a good time. Actually, I had a fantastic time, but that's indifferent.
Held hands, got compliments, giggled, and laughed; has my bubble been removed??
He's oh so nice. And he's got the blogging to a "T".





Why are boys so ticklish??

It takes two to tango.

Don't ever stand a girl up. Not in any way, or on any level.

Christmas nights

Happy feelings, giving gifts, lovely people, and a kind heart.


Thank you for loving me even when it's the hardest thing to do.

The perfect halo of yellow and gold lightning

After 10 long months of being completely single and loving it, I've reached a point where I might be comfortable with the idea "single-and-ready-to-mingle".

I went on a long-awaited date last night with the only person that has managed to get me out of my single funk. We went to Traverse Mountain Outlets to finish our shopping date we didn't really get to finish in SLC. I found everything I was looking for: long skirts, ties, and trousers. I didn't buy anything (mainly because I didn't have the patience to try anything on[which may or may not have been because it's winter and I definitely don't shave my legs... but that's beside the point]). I would call this a huge accomplishment. And I realized something about him on this little shopping trip: he knows more about clothing terms than I do! It was really quite impressive until I got jealous.

I managed to get him to believe I utterly despised America and there was nothing good about this country. He got so heated about it, and I just laughed in the passenger seat because I found it so hilarious. It was a good basis for our night, though, so I regret nothing.

We watched the weirdest movie ever: Fantastic Mr. Fox. And when I say weird, I mean really weird. We were funny, though.


NOW.


I thought I was doing really well with the whole being flirty thing. Between laughing and giggling and the teasing, I thought it was just the right amount for him... I didn't want to freak him out. I didn't know how he felt about cuddling and holding hands and things like that, so I didn't really get my hopes up about it. I wasn't let down at the end of the night when I wasn't given what every girl hopes for at her doorstep because I wasn't expecting it. Not at all (although everyone else in my life was).

BUT, don't worry, apparently my caution was not what he had in mind. I have a "bubble". You're probably asking yourself what this means, and so am I.. so am I.

I guess it means I need to be more flirty and touchy. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO BE FLIRTY. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO BE TOUCHY AND CUTE ANYMORE. I've lost my ability to be sultry. I feel like I've lost my womanhood. When a guy says you aren't being flirty enough... YOU ARE DOING SOMETHING WRONG.


Favorite line of the night:
A: I don't know if I want to hug you cause you hate America so much...
C: Shut up, you want to hug me *goes in for hug* *steps on his toes* *embarrassed*



And he said, with his head in her hair, "Chloe, you're so beautiful!".

I sure hope I don't regret this post.

GOML

im all about change and trying new things and not being stuck. but I am doing just that; im stuck.
i want people on my same level.
i want people who will support me in my decisions.
i want someone who understands me

 

Competition number one

First competition of the season is tomorrow. I feel more prepared than I have in previous years, but now I understand the politics and I'm not just there to dance; I'm there to look good.
I've noticed that everyone looks the same- I mean that every team does the same thing; turns, kicks, handstands, drop splits... It's just nothing new. It's not exciting anymore. We finally have what it takes to win, and it's my last year. Give the program two years and they'll be incredible; they'll be unique. Which is what drill team needs. Desperately.
I'm excited to go to Jordan tomorrow. I feel so confident about how I look. The only thing that's worrying me is my lack of sleep. It's become a serious issue. But my adrenaline should pump me up when I'm out on the floor. I hope.

These are my favorite places/ people

These are my favorite places.
I can't wait to go back.
I belong here.
My heart longs for these beautiful places.
Nature is what makes me so close to my Heavenly Father.
I can go back to that little cafe in London that has an egg sandwich that I still dream about.
Those shops that line the streets- they call for me.
The cigarette air.
RAIN.
The clothes.
The people.
The family.
The history.
The streets.
The castles.
The darkness.
ART.
Those big black crows and those ducks.
Fish and chips.
MUSIC.
A new adventure, a new chapter, and memories I won't ever forget.
Everything about this place.
Germany. Scotland. England. Wales. Maybe France.
This is happening. It's real. I'm growing up and going out on my own. Life is working out.
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I had a lovely Skype chat with Taylor Gunther (Yes, I'm copying you). This boy is a reminder to me that not all boys are dumb; that boys can be respectful and fun and different. He's totally his own, he's one of my best friends, and I love him dearly. He's been a huge example to me over the years, and I owe a lot of who I am to who he is and the part he's played in my life. More girls deserve a boy like him in their lives. I hope one day I'll be blessed with someone like Taylor. Thanks for being around for me for so long, Tay. I love you :) And I can't forget that I am also forever in debt to him for his amazing skills at hooking me up with one classy man (we'll see how that works out and how much credit he'll actually want to take for it ;)).
Quality people are hard to find in this day and age, so I'm one lucky girl to have been blessed with nothing but those kinds of people. Thanks guys, you've effected my eternities, and I hope I've had a small effect on yours. Boys, thanks for showing me what a worthy priesthood holder looks like. Thanks for showing me what a true friend is. And girls, you already know that you're my everything. Thanks for accepting me and all my many, many flaws. You are my best friends. The Lord must love me for blessing me with such amazing and strong young women. You're my sisters- forever and forever.