hey

i hate those texts. the ones that just say, "hey". like, you don't say hey or hello over text. you say it when you are walking past someone. texting is for things that have a purpose. and 'hey' does not have a purpose. and so if someone texts me, "hey," then my reply will not be happening.

texting conversations suck, unless it's with megan or rachel or good friends. but if it's some boy that you don't know that well yet, then why don't they just take you out and you can have your texting conversation over dinner? 

mt timp

on friday, my dad and i hiked mt timpanogos. it is 16 miles round trip and about 4900 feet of elevation gain. that's like hiking straight up almost a mile!

i've been wanting to do this hike for years with my dad. we've just never found a time that we could both do it in the small window of time when the weather permits.

we got up at 4:10 am and started the hike at 5:45 am. lovely. it was a good thing we did, though, because it took us 10 hours and 20 minutes.

the view the whole time was quite amazing.

we hiked across snow for a good 45 minutes. in july. weird. the day before we had gone boating on the lake and then the next day we were hiking in snow.

the end was the killer. it was ever so steep. we saw some mountain goats doing their thing, running across the thinnest of rocks like it was nothing. we made it to the saddle and could look over the whole valley. it was quite a sight to behold. we sat and ate lunch, then my dad sent me to the top because he was just too tuckered out. he'd done it before so he wasn't too sad to not make it to the very top this time. it was only another 45 minutes up, and up it was. it was halfsies of hiking and rock climbing. but i made it to the top! 4900 feet up from where i'd started!

on the way down, we almost died. our buns were s'dang sore. i was blistering on my heel and my legs were aching and my feet were killing me. and we ran out of water. good thing dad had his trusty water filter and we got water from the river. i haven't gotten sick yet so i think the filter did it's job in stopping me from drinking any diseases.

anyway, i don't know if i would call it 'fun', but i would definitely say it was awesome. and it was a good time with my daddio. One thing checked off my bucket list. Dun dun.

At the saddle

At the tippity top

some cool peeps

holy crap, i have the best friends. as i have made quite obvious, i hated this town that i moved to a few weeks ago. and even though i've gotten used to it and made some friends, i still miss my old friends. i miss logan. i miss south jordan. i miss everyone.

well, some of my friends have been so awesome and done some real nice things for me.

carlee and katie came up to visit me my very first full weekend here. they freed me from boredom and loneliness, and helped me make some friends. what catches, they are.

rachel sent me a huge package. the biggest i've ever gotten! on it said 'schmemily jenkins-poop'. i'm sure the mailman loved that. inside was a whole shopping spree of clothes along with m&m's, spree's, and a fish bowl with everything but the water and the fish. rachel made me promise to get a fish and name him 'totes', so i whill.

lizzie was in salt lake a few weeks ago and was driving back home to boise. i was doing homework in my front room when i hear a knock on the front door. no one has ever knocked on that door, or any door, since i have lived here so i was quite confused. i opened the door and lo and behold a cute little mexican lady was standing on my doorstep! it was such a good surprise.

and finally, last night i got a letter in the mail from my friend, jon. i never get letters! it really was the nicest thing.

i have the best friends/family/peeps.

prove it.

you know how when you play sports with boys, they never pass the ball to you if you're a girl?

it's a thing that all boys do, without exception.

it's a thing that i hate about boys.

k yeah, boys have a gender advantage. they don't have to work as hard to be as good at sports. but that just means that if a girl is equally as good at a sport as a boy is, then the girl really is better because she had to work three times as hard to get there. just saying.

the other night i played ultimate frisbee with a bunch of people, boys and girls. we had captains and they picked who they wanted on their team. of course, the boys were picked first, then the girls. i was last because nobody really knew me. at first, i ran up and down the field a few times, only really touching the frisbee when i ran to steal it or block it. eventually some of the boys hesitantly threw the frisbee to me. i missed a few passes, but not because of something i did wrong. they threw the frisbee too high or too far. but of course, it looks like i made the mistake. mostly because i'm a girl. if i had been the one throwing it and the boy missed it then it would have been my fault.

after proving myself 4 or 5 times (and they were good provings, such as getting the winning point, stealing the frisbee, etc) i was the first girl picked when we got new teams! how exciting! the first girl! the worst boy was picked before me. and trust me, i was better than him. not only was i better than him, but most of the girls were better than him. honestly, in this group of people, i wouldn't say that the boys were any better than the girls. it's just a thing though. boys just think that boys are always better. they're cocky.

i shouldn't have to prove myself, but i guess i'll always have to.

good thing i'm good.

on the bright side

things that are makin me smile...

1. this song
2. google maps on my phone
3. making new friends
4. phone calls to/from home
5. the bachelorette
6. muddy buddies
7. snapchats
8. finally getting internet at my apt, even if i have to plug in for now.
9. one week down
10. visit from katie and carlee
11. finding a good place to run along the snake river (my neighborhood is too sketch to run in)
12. bisquick biscuits
13. thoughts of boating (or is that making me depressed?)

a break

Things have been getting better up here. I've been pretty busy this week which has kept my mind off missing home. Carlee and Katie came up on Friday night to pay me a visit. It was just what I needed. Thank heavens for sisters.

We went to Five Guys for dinner, came back to my apartment and made f'zookies while playing Yahtzee, then had a long pillow talk.

Saturday we saw the new Superman, got Jamba's, and watched some people jump off a huge bridge into the Snake River (with parachutes).

We also saw some people standing next to their old van with a sign that said, "Need money and vegetarian food," or something along those lines. The part that got us was the 'vegetarian food'. When you're begging for food, you probably can't be that picky. Just sayin.

I am making my own hashtag on Instagram, #twinfailz. It's like Twin Falls, but fails, because it is of all the weird stuff I see around here. I tried to get a picture of those vegetarian beggars, but it was hard to be discrete. But keep your eyes out for pictures of my white trash neighbors, and all the other weird stuff around here.

the worst

I don't mean to be dramatic but Sunday was the WORST birthday in all my years.

I turned 23.

The day before, I drove 3 hours away from home to Twin Falls, Idaho, for my dietetic internship. I've never been to this town. And for good reason. I've learned that this really is the white trash capital of the world. On Saturday I went to Walmart, and I think the Twin Falls Walmart is where they get all those 'People of Walmart' photos.

Sunday I went to church with my new roommate. Not a soul knew it was my birthday. When I got home I cried all day. Cried and cried. I felt super sick, probably because of all that crying. All I ate was a bowl of Raisin Bran and a banana. What a birthday meal!

Luckily, I talked to almost every family member and a friend or two. That's the only thing that made the day a tiny bit bearable.

But it's over, thank heavens. I started my internship on Monday and it should be fun. This week is a little slow because I'm working with the diet techs. I pretty much already know how to do what they do. I'm ready to move on! But things will speed up and get more exciting next week.

I met some friends yesterday who go to Utah State. I instantly fell in love with them, because anyone who goes to Utah State is my friend. I always loved that school, but I didn't realize how much! Utah State is my best homie.

Twin Falls is getting better, now that I'm getting going. But, oh how I miss Logan and home.