New school. New babe pool.

This summer was sooo busy that I never even thought about blogging. Basically all I did was work and sleep. Oh ya, life update... I moved to Provo this summer with Madi. I got a new job, and I now go to UVU. I guess that would be important to know... 

Anyway... Just like anything new in my life, I was dreading the first day of school. Although I've been doing this for like 16 years I still freak out. M biggest fear was that I would get lost and miss the first day of classes.... I NEVER want to be that person. Well, I didn't get lost till I had to go back and find where I had parked my car... See the thing is UVU only has enough parking for about 2/3 of the student body... And I still need to learn how to use the bus system... So I drove. Anyway, back to getting lost. I was all done with my classes and super excited to eat some food. But for the life of me I couldn't find my GD car!! After about 20 or so minuter I finially say that beautiful tan Ford and I almost cried because I was so happy. So as I sat in traffic I shoved my fave full of skittles that I had in my car. 

All in all it was a successful day back! 

Now if I could only remember where I parked today...

--Aubs 

Life update.

I moved out of my parents house for the final time. It is weird to say that. But in a good way. There is a time in all of our lives when we spread our wings and fly out of the nest for the last time. Of course I will go and visit, but I feel relieved to be on my own at last.

I started working at a new job. Front desk at a hotel. I wouldn't say that it is the most glamorous job. It does have its perks though. I like interacting with people. I just hope that I learn everything soon enough so that I will survive doing it on my own. I know that I am smart and capable.

There was a super cute lady at work today. She reminded me of Grandma Dotsy from Florence, MS. This woman had a bag a potato chips that s fellow traveler had given her. She was flying out that day, so she didn't want to carry them with her. So she came up and gave them to me. She told me to hide them in the back and to, "praise the Lord!" She was so sweet, I wish there wore more people like her in the world. 

Madisyn and I are living together once again. I have no idea how I convinced her to live with me again. She is such a better person than I am. So kind and pure. And than there is me. Awkward Aubree. It is a challenge because we have very different schedules, so we don't see each other often. I will go hang out with her at her sod office before I have work. She's usually busy there though. So I just hang out and chill there. 

I think that's all I have to say today. Life is good. I am well.

--Aubree 

I was recently talking with a dear friend. I asked her for ideas on what I should write about. After a short discussion she suggested that I write about my summer goals. That got me thinking because I haven't given summer goals much thought. 

I suppose that it would be a good thing if you knew what my summer kinda looked like. This summer is a little unique because I moved out of my parents. I mean I've been out of the house for school and my mission. However, this is my first summer away. 

I decided to move for a lot of reasons. Mostly so I could earn enough money for school. I also wanted a change in my life. So moving out and on seemed like the best option. I have two jobs currently; one full-time and another part-time. I guess you could say that I am a busy girl. I like it that way. 

Now that I have had some time to think, I've come up with a few goals that I would like to accomplish.

1- Teach myself the basics of Staistics

2- Do free things with Madi that are fun (like the temple)

3- Become better friends with my older brother

4- Go to bed before 3 AM every day

5- Read four good books

6- Listen to a podcast a day

7- Learn how to navigate around Provo without a GPS

8- Make new friends

9- Make my bed erry day

I know that some of these goals may seem a little silly. However, if we aren't reaching for something than we aren't growing. I am facing quite a few new things with this move (mostly the abundance of stoplights). It will be interesting to see how this all plays out. 

--Aubree 

Change. The only thing that is constant in life. Everyday I face new situations. Honestly it can be scary. I can be full of fear. However, it can be full of new experiences. In the coming weeks I have new changes coming my way. Moving to a new city. Starting a new job. Making new friends. I'd be lying if I told you I haven't worried so much. However, there are god thing coming. I know it. 

Change can be amazing. A new page to write the story of your life. I can change to be who ever I want to be in this world. Nobody needs to know what you came from. I know that I am thrilled to embrace the new Aubree. I am ready for the challenge. 

Change. Embrace it. Things will work out.

-Aubree 

What sets your soul on fire? What makes you light up? In this world I am always seeking for something that makes my heart happy. 

There is so much sadness and confusion in the world. People have hearts that are broken, whose lives are in shambles. Yet, they power through all of it. I admit that sometimes I wonder how in the world they can be so happy. And I often wish that I could study those people so I could learn. 

I believe that these individuals have found their worth in this life. They know who they are and what they can accomplish! This is the never ending journey of life that we are all on. 

I am still discovering who I am, and what my purpose is in this life. I have so many fears and so many doubts about what I need to do. However, I am still working and trying. Each new day brings challenges, but it also brings a new day to try again. I am so grateful that I have this knowledge. 

So, I'm going to keep on working. I'm going to keep on trying. I'm going to find those things that set my soul on fire. I will succeed, and I will be happy. And you will too.

-Aubree

Hi. My name is Aubree and I like to party. Often I party so hard that I do harm to myself. For instance take this past Friday.

I went to a dance with some of my homies. I'm not going to lie... I'm not that great of a dancer, but I do have fun, and that's all that matters! 

Anywho, I was dancing real hard having the time of my life when I hear a loud pop. Then I feel an ice pick shoot through my left knee. I make my excuses and hobble to a bathroom to Google what I had done to myself. 

As I'm sitting on the John, looking at WebMD, I decided that that I had torn my ACL... So I head on home and ice the offense limb. 

The next day I drove on home and my good old papa to me to the Dr. Turns out I had  dislocated my knee cap. Like who does that? Oh wait, me. Because who I am as a person. 

The point of me telling you this take it to tell you to have fun with your life. But not so much fun that you break yourself. It will be a few weeks or months until I'm back to normal. So it will be an adventure going up an down stairs to get to my pad... 

That's all for now. 

--Aubs 

I find myself getting into trouble more often than I care to admit. Not "trouble" trouble. More like the face palm kinda trouble. Honestly, I don't know why it happens, or how it happens either. I suppose I should resign myself to the fact. I guess that is a wonderful thing that I have a good sense of humor.... 

The most natural thing for me to do now is tell you about some of these troubles. I can think of about ten that have happened in the past 22.5 years of my life, however I guess that I will start with a semi-recent one. 

Last Thursday started off normal enough. It all changed when I went to my calc class. This class has been quite a challenge for me. Not only is it math... But I often find myself sassing the professor. If you know me then you know that sass is second nature to me. Any who, this story isn't about one of those encounter, it describes how I am a 12-year-old boy at heart. 

We shall call my professor Mr. P. Well Mr. P was writing a system of equations on the whiteboard, and what he said was F equals A R T. And what I instantly thought was fart... because I am a 12-year-old boy... I'm 89% sure that I was the only person in that class who laughed. ANNNND I'm pretty sure that it took me a solid three minutes to stop laughing... Oh well, at least I find humor in the little things.

--Aubs