pinteresting.

I don't know why we all hang on to something we know we're better off letting go. It's like we're scared to lose what we really don't even have. Some of us say we'd rather have something than nothing at all, but the truth is...to have something half way is harder than not having it at all.

thank you pinterest for knowing my life. haha.
Although, I do feel happy.
Super happy.
Happier than I have felt for a while.
But it's funny how true that quote is...Why do we do that?
Thoughts?

stay tuned to part 2 of my totes awk

totes awk.

Ok, listen up.
Remember how I really enjoy making situations awkward?
Mostly because I don't feel awkward in situations so I like to make them uncomfortable for others?
Well.. Last night changed everything. Seriously.

Utah State has a Tennis Club, where anyone can join and those who want to can compete. Most of the club consists of people who have played tennis on some sort of competitive level from High School, or USTA. I, in fact am apart of this so called Tennis Club but haven't been able to go to practice yet because of my messed up knee. (which is a whole different blog post) So after much thought I finally texted my friend Chris to see when I could pay my fee and pick up my shirt.
(The name Chris will play a big part later in the story)

Chris so kindly gives me Mike's number, the President of the Club. Over the past 3 days, Mike and I have been trying to have our schedules match up long enough for the exchange of check and shirt could take place.
Friday--failed
Saturday--double failed
Sunday--..brace yourself

Sunday rolls around and we exchange a couple texts back and forth seeing when the other person is free. Finally around 8:30 Sunday night Mike told me I could come over and pick up my shirt. So off I go! So excited to finally be able to get my shirt, cause who doesn't like new t-shirts? I mean really..

Getting to his house was quite the adventure. It was dark, I was lost and still in the process of figuring out how to use my iPhone, after much confusion and asking someone for help, I finally arrive at my destination...a little frazzled already.

*ding-dong*

wait...The door opens and It's Mike. (whom by the way I've never met before)
"Hey, are you Mike?"
"Yea! And how do you say your name again? K..Jer..."
"Ha, It's Kjarinda. It's tricky.."
"Oh well hi! Come in!"

...after some small talk...

"So how much do I owe you?"
"Well, you actually don't pay me.. You'll pay the landlord. So you might have to go figure that out tomorrow or what not. But here, I'll show you around the place!"

at this point i'm a little confused and starting to feel slightly awkward..

After he proceeds to show me around the place for the next 15 minutes or so, our conversation was on the end. But.. what makes this story so awkward is that I couldn't bring myself to tell him that I wasn't there to move in.. I was only there to pick up my tennis shirt.. So what did I do?.. I went along with it. Yes. I did.
I know, I know.. Pathetic, right? Yes. But it does make for a good story.

Needless to say.. I have no shirt.. still haven't paid my fee.. and I wasn't sure if I should even show up to practice on Wednesday considering this awkward situation that took place.

...to be continued with texts he sent me the next day, about moving in still...

look at me now, look at me now....

....I'm getting paper.
Literally.
I'm currently working in the SciTec, retrieving print outs for people. I really do love my job. I get to blog stalk all the day long and not worry about doing homework (because it's between the hours of 9 and 3) It's nice. I work with great people and Gary, our boss, is hysterical and so great!

Anyways.. Yesterday was a great day. Do you ever feel so refreshed after a good Sunday? That's how I felt yesterday. I ended up going down to Centerville to attend a fireside by these
4 men. and boy, was it great!
I was reminded of so many different things in my life that I know I've needed to work on but just haven't had the motivation or courage to do so..until last night. Tolerance and Truth.
(remember Elder Oaks CES broadcast last week?)

We must not be Tolerant with ourselves when we are compromising our way to live to be more of the world. The way we live the standards should never be less than what the Brethren have stated. We should not tolerate living close to the line nor tolerate things we know aren't the best thing to be doing, watching, or listening to. This is something I think everyone has room to grow in. That is one thing I love so much about this Church is that we have that chance to change. And we should thank The Lord for that, every day.

lyrics from your one and only:

dear Lord, are you there?
Have you heard and felt my aching prayer
please, please send peace
I've found myself back on my knees
as I plead for strength and comfort now,
will you help me rise above the crowd?
I need thee
Oh, I need thee
every day I'll come to thee

He is where my strength comes from. He is where motivation pushes me to become something better than I could imagine.

He truly is The One.

trailor MRI

So.. Let me tell you a story. Once upon a time when I was in 9th grade I thought I was pretty cool, which I was. And one of my friends dared me to kick the other in the butt (excuse the language) with both of my legs at the same time. Oh, let me tell you! I nailed it! I nailed it so perfectly that when I landed I ended up hyper-extending my knee.
You may say, Kjarinda. You are dumb.
And I accept that statement and agree with you. Although, it was a life changing moment. From then on I learned to laugh at embarrassing and stupid things I may do. I've learned that awkwardness is here to be embraced (right Madeline?) And to just be who I am, no matter the dumb choices I may make in life. At least I can provide comic relief for some. haha.

But getting back to the story..Ever since that moment in time, my knee hasn't been the same. In fact, it's been a little off. Due to that incident I was never able to grow out of the osgoodshaluters. If you don't know what it is, look it up. --I'm giving you this chance to learn, take advantage of it. So since my body has hated me cause I decided to break my growth plate and not grow anymore..it has created some complications. Pateller Tendinitis...Torn Medial Meniscus.. It's really fun.

So Friday I had an MRI at the specialty hospital..which was in a mobile..as in a potential moving machine. That was the weirdest experience of my life.. and I would elaborate more but I think your imagination would work best with the situation.

On a brighter note: I have the best friends ever. They are wonderful and some are great rangers. I sincerely do love each and every one of them very much. I've thought a lot about peers and their influence in life. It's crazy to think where I would be if I hadn't been friends with the people I was since I was little. I've learned and matured through them. They all truly hold a special place in my heart--always.

Choose The Rangers

So, I'm currently sitting in Tanner Wrights office.. Just got the blogger app! Pretty neat.

Anywho.. First day of work today. Swiped lots of cards.. Made people smile (of course)

But anyways. Power Rangers are legit. Go go Power Rangers. And clearly I'm not being creative right now.

Enjoy this picture from pinterest #2

Theater, what an ordeal.

Ok, I want to go back.

Remember that one summer that I totally disappeared? Yeah, I do. I was way to busy meeting real life friends at EFY and then spending a week in Disneyland. Funny thing being, I only really knew 2 of the 7 I went with really well. Then 3 I worked with my last week of EFY and the other 2 I had no idea who they were. Needless to say, Disney is where the magic happens. We have all become the best of friends. Pinterest groupies to be exact, and still spend everyday together.

Six Flags, Wowzaa! So much fun! Long lines, but worth the wait.

Candwhich. Who would have thought. Sandwhich in a can.

Jealous much? That's right. We play pogs. On campus. In the middle of the Quad on a busy day. People sure did have envious looks as the walked past.

I love my friends