I Am Going to Stand Outside So if Anyone Asks I'm Outstanding

So, on Saturday, one of the things Justin and I talked about was watching Top Gun. I have never watched it, and I promised him I would watch at least fifteen minutes of it. After those fifteen minutes, I was hooked. I talked to him all through Monday. That night he told me I am now Charlie. I asked him if that made him Maverick or Iceman. He said he was definitely Maverick. Fun times. I thought I couldn't pull off aviators. I wished I could be a cool kid. I thought that until Wednesday when I found the perfect pair of aviators at Dillard's. They were one of the only pairs of sunglasses that have ever fit my face. I loved them but didn't buy them. Maybe I can find a pair at Target that aren't as expensive. Then I can run with the cool kids. Monday, I was Charlie. 

Another thing we talked about on Saturday was Tiffany's. We were walking around the mall, and we passed it. I just smiled because of the memories of me and my roommates looking in the windows and dreaming. He asked me about it. I told him I love the store just because of the memories that come with it. Honestly, I don't want a ring from there. I don't like the rings. I want a box. A Tiffany blue box with a white ribbon tied in a bow. He laughed and said one day he would send me just a box. I would be the happiest girl around. I watched Sleepless in Seattle for the first time on Tuesday morning. It is beautiful. Meg Ryan is one of my favorite actresses, and paired with Tom Hanks, I am in love. Tuesday, I was Meg Ryan.

Wednesday was Pioneer Day. I love that this is a holiday. I have a special love for the pioneers that crossed the plains and went over the mountains I see out my window to be able to build up this wonderful church and spread the glorious gospel. Trek was part of the reason that I gained this love, Nauvoo is another part of it, but I think what gets me most of all is the movie Joseph Smith: Prophet of the Restoration. I do not have pioneers in my family history that I know of, but they are a huge part of me. So, Wednesday I was a pioneer. 

Other things went on this week as well. On a quest for a beach towel for Dani, I came to the awful realization that summer is almost over. Back to school items cover the aisles of the stores. You would never know it was still a time to be in the sun, relax, and pretend school is over. We went to Seven Peaks of course and got sweet potato fries at Guru's afterwards. I realized I have a true addiction to Pinterest. I love decorating the house I don't have, making a dream closet, smiling at kids and animals, and most of all, planning my wedding. I not only had me Pinteresting Monday night, but I got Mallory, Maren, and Ryan pinning to their wedding boards, oohing and ahhing, and being filled with delight with the thought of dreams coming true. Such a fun night. Tuesday I finished reading the Book of Mormon. Such a rewarding, enlightening, and spiritual experience. Reading it with all of the promises of blessings to come made my day wonderful. The church is true! The scriptures are true. Joseph Smith was a modern-day prophet, and Thomas S. Monson is a living prophet today. That brings us to pioneer day. Tuesday afternoon Dani, Tyler, and I left for Ogden. After a drive that felt like forever, we got to Dani's. We ate delicious Chinese food, and then we decided to go bowling. We played three games. The first one, I got a score of 52. It was rough. But, guys, I won the next game with a score of 102. I broke 100! The third game went back to my usual "I suck at bowling" score, but I still had a ton of fun. We went back to play some Bang! and then we all went to bed. Dani and I just slept in the same room and talked for a little bit. She went to sleep, and I texted Justin until early in the morning. When it was time to get up for the parade it was a little rough. We got going and went to the parade. It was SO MORMON!!!!!! I loved it. We then went to the mall because Dani's dad needed to get something. We ended up eating there sitting at a very short table made for kids and then playing on a very small merry-go-round. We went back to Dani's, and we took naps. They were much needed. When we all felt more alive, awake, alert, and enthusiastic we played a couple more games of Bang!. And then, we headed back to good old Provo.

  Okay, how Mormon can the floats get?!

After getting back and making myself look presentable, Justin asked if I wanted to go help paint the name on his boat. I was down there for an hour "helping." I kind of sat and watched and made sure he didn't miss a spot. At one point, he even recited the poem "Invictus" to me. It is now one of my favorite poems. Also, one of the songs Nathan Pacheco sang at the pioneer day concert is about being unconquerable. Justin has made that the boat's theme song. His boat has a name, poem, and song. Then, along with a bunch of people from the ward and Janessa, we went to Spanish Fork to watch fireworks. Utah is the only place I know that they can play "Come, Come Ye Saints" followed by "Welcome to the Jungle" at the start of a fireworks show. That show was one of the best I have seen. It was really good. At the end I even had to curl up in a ball because I felt like my chest was going to explode. When we got home, we played with sparklers and ate ice cream. I had to pick Meghan up from the train station at one. By the time we got back, we were so exhausted that all four of us (Dani, Janessa, Meghan, and I) put in "August Rush" and went to bed. It had been a long, exciting, fun-filled, crazy day.

Thursday I was purely exhausted. I did not really want to move. It was a good thing I had nothing to do all day because there was no way it was going to happen. Not only did I live in my pajamas, but after I left Dani's, I put in Les Mis, watched the first 15 minutes of it, and fell back asleep until three in the afternoon. I felt a million times more alive after that. I even went for a long, hard run later that evening. Thursday, I was Jennifer Lawrence.

Friday I tried to keep it pretty low-key. I was pretty sad that Justin would be leaving the next day, but I tried to not let it get to me. I mean, he has been in my ward since fall semester. It is my fault for not getting to know him before. Heck, I should have become best friends with him when Ryan Greenburg introduced us. It was one of those be-careful-what-you-wish-for moments. We all have them. I feel like I have them more often than most though. A couple posts ago I said I wanted a guy I could be friends with. Too bad I wanted it to be more than just friends after a week. I just kept thinking about how I always fall for the guy that I can't have. We had cleaning checks in the morning, I got groceries, and then I watched Project Runway. Last season was terrible, but I wanted to give the new one a try. It is so funny, and by the commercial, it looks like it has more drama involved than ever before. Bring it on. I feel like I finally caught up on sleep, and although I was disappointed in the boy category, I kept smiling. Friday I was Julia Roberts with her award winning smile.          
                                                            Today it took me a long time to feel better. I mean, every time I get close to someone, I feel like they end up leaving. I don't like it. After I made strawberry chocolate chip muffins and a spinach smoothie and watched a certain movie that my roommate now refers to as my "going through emotional trauma" movie, I started looking at pictures I had on my phone of me. Today, I am me. I could sit and watch movies all day if you let me. I have so much sass that I don't even know how to handle myself sometimes. I am incapable of tearing toilet paper or paper towels along the perforated line. I often run into things. I want to be Megan the Mormon mom in a minivan. I have enough BYU shirts to go three weeks without doing laundry. My few talents include falling for guys I can't have and eating five times the suggested serving size. I love doing crazy, adventurous things which is something most people don't expect from me. I love being in water. If someone has my name it automatically becomes a competition between us. I can sleep in any position. I can be shy or extremely outgoing. I have an odd love for spoons. I love tight, lift me off the ground, and maybe even spin me hugs. My hair has moments when it falls perfectly into place, but it also has moments when it looks like a lion's mane. I love roller coasters even though they scare the living daylight out of me. If the doorbell rings and I'm not expecting anyone, I go into ninja mode. I just want everyone to know I sparkled first. I am the main source of entertainment for my roommate. Giraffes are my favorite animal. I had to shake a can of dehydrated water to figure out what it was. My most embarrassing moment was running into a large window in front of my BYUSA team. I think the hardest I have ever laughed (like the roll on the floor, snort, think you're going to die from not breathing kind of laugh) was after I took a picture of me chinning and snapchatted it to my old roommates who were in the room with me. I think way too much and often lose sleep because my brain won't turn off. I love driving my little VW bug with the top down. I love musicals. I still blow dandelions, wish on stars, make a wish when blowing out birthday candles, and wish on 11:11. I love inspirational quotes. Sunshine is my favorite. Popcorn and hot chocolate are my go-to foods. Reading cheesy LDS romance novels is a favorite pastime. I love to play frisbee. I have a weird obsession with people's eyes. I love going running. I am different. I am special. I am me.