Lessons Learned

So I suppose the whole Logan trip was all together a very good and a rather therapeutic thing for me. I learned many things and had alot of lightbulb moments:

1. I took for granted alot of my high school life in Smithfield. I lived with a very loving, yet psychotic family who loved me back freely (and they still do).

2. I rushed through the best two years of my life... and passing the torch, per-se, to the new seniors this year happened a bit to soon for me. Even though I do feel like I lived my senior year to its fullest- I made a point of it- I just wish I could have had longer. like, maybe my sophomore year, at least.

3. I learned that maybe... just maybe. I might settle in Logan someday. With a family. That might just be okay. If I don't stay in St. George my entire life.

4. I took for granted the morning drive of what, five blocks? in the dead cold at six AM every morning in Charlie. No, at the time it was not pleasant, but every once in a while I would look up to the sky and see a work of complete magic... the moon, like a huge white dinner plate, staring right back at me through the windshield. I wish I would have appreciated that more.

5. I miss my trees, my mountains and my parks. Don't get me wrong, I love the red hills here. They are gorgeous. but... I miss the magical old trees at Merlin Olsen park... (Linol Park, for short.)


Anyway. Miah looks great. He's definitely lost weight, and I think his hair is thicker and darker. It's longer too. He's mastered the whole look-up-at-you-from-under-his-eyelashes thing... which while singing made him look alot like Elvis. Especially when he incorporated his Billy Idol sneer into the face (which I may or may not have taught him to do). I haven't really been able to get his song from the show out of my head since. And when it's not that song, it's either Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison, You're my best friend by Queen or Faithfully or Lights by Journey. every one of those songs reminds me of him. Damnit.

On our way home home from up north... I saw three shooting stars. And on every one I wished that Miah and I could just patch things up and be friends.

Saturday night I had a lesbian dream. Freaking most awkward thing to wake up to. Really disconcerting. "Wow. Did I really just dream that? ...Did my brain seriously just come up with that?" and then I opened my eyes and realized that I was in bed with a woman. ...yes. I was. But we weren't doing anything, just a sleepover with my best friend Ashley. But still. Awkward.
I didn't tell her any of this. But she's probably reading this. So ashley. I had a lesbian dream while you were in my bed.

And last night I had a dream that I dyed my hair back brown. And I almost want to! But I love being a blonde.

And in my dream I was going to USU. And sometimes I wonder why I'm not. But I have my reasons, and love Dixie. I think that come December I will know that Dixie was right.

So Lauren and I are finding Anagrams for ourselves and our roommates.

Francini Leiske- Infernal Ice Ski.
Ariel Wright- A Tiger Whirl. A Legit Whir.
Lauren Best- Urban Steel. Turban Eels. Eternal Bus. Lunar Beets. A Treble Sun.
Sarryn Preist- Starry Sniper. Snap, Retry Sir.
CaiLie Borders- Aerobic Slider. Calories Bride. Rabid Ice Loser.
Alexa Irene Winn- A Waxen Linen Ire. Or if I was named Alexa Wilkinson:
A Wax Silken Lion.