Day 3: Stalker Free

Dear World,
I would like to share a handy bit of information I just recently learned.

If a stranger gets your phone number, do not try to pursue any sort of relationship with him/her. 

I don't care if this person claims to be Mormon, Atheist, Catholic, Nigerian, Mexican, American, President, Emperor, or captain of his four square team, avoid him/her at ALL cost. Why am I rambling of such nonsense? Because I being a stupid, young high school student so many long years ago made a grave mistake. 

It was my Junior year. I was insecure, lonely, and incredibly stupid. One night I got a mysterious text message from a number I didn't know. Now, most people would have said "Sorry, wrong number!" (Texting Lingo: Sry wrng #) and left it at that. But no. Remember that part about me being 

                        lonely? 

I decided to make this strange new person one of my friends!
Now let's clarify a few things.
       1. He was only a year older than me
       2. He was on the seminary council
       3. He lived in Spanish Fork.

I knew people who knew him and had heard that he was dumb, but safe. At least I wasn't in immediate danger of murder, right?....

So here we are, three years later. I've dealt with his girl-like drama, listened to hours of him whining about how terrible his life is, and been through countless spells of him falling in love with me. You know what the funniest thing about this is? 

                    I've never met him.

Given that we live so close to each other, we've found ourselves in the same place at the same time and even caught glimpses of each other many a time. But circumstances have always kept us from having a face to face encounter. All I can say is thank the heavens. 

I know this is an odd thing to be suddenly bringing up after three long years, but today we reached a milestone in our relationship. 

     I ENDED IT.

Today I finally realized what an idiot I've been for the past three years. Today was the day that I put that drama queen in his place, and told him where to go. 

          Breaking point: His girlfriend didn't think she could trust me. So she wanted to talk to me and ask me a few questions, just to be safe. 

Now don't get me wrong, I like a crazy obsessive girlfriend just as much as the next gal, but really? Dude, she can babysit you if that's how you like it, but I'm not going to have any part in it. 

So here I sit alone on a Friday night blogging to, well...no one. I may not have anyone obsessively texting me, but at least I know I can sleep with both eyes closed

Stalker free.

A New Beginning

So up until now, as you all know, I've simply used this blog as a place to whine when I'm feeling slightly over dramatic. However, after a recent look at my good friend Sarah Bradshaw's blog, I have decided to follow in her footsteps. I'm going to start a 100 day challenge (I learned from your mistakes, Sar ;)). From now on I am going to use this blog to tell you something about my life, something I'm grateful for, some grand and exciting adventure I went on, or something else worthwhile. No more sappy crud!!! Yay! Alrighty, day one of the 100 day challenge.


Since this first post is some what of a milestone, I've decided to dedicate it to the fine lady who gave me the idea! This would be my good friend Sarah Michelle Bradshaw.

I had the opportunity to meet this beautiful young lady during the beginning of my college experience at Snow College. From the first second I met Sarah I knew she would make a difference in my life. Sarah is everything I always wanted to be. She is beautiful, smart, HILARIOUS, an amazing friend, spontaneous, outgoing, an amazing singer, and pretty much every other positive adjective in the book. There were so many times I would sit there and just wish I could be her. But you know what the best part about Sarah is? She showed me that I didn't have to be exactly like her to be someone amazing. Sarah showed me that I'm a pretty great person just the way I am. Sarah is also to blame for a tiny miracle. I'm still here. Without my good friend Sarah Bradshaw I believe 100%, without a doubt I would not be here. Sarah waited through hours of torture hearing me complain. I know it wasn't easy and I know a lot of it was probably scary. But thanks to my good friend Sarah that's all gone now! I made it through and I could not have done it without her. I know that I could never find enough words to thank Sarah or to describe just how wonderful she is, but I hope that this post has at least given you a little taste of both of those things. My friendship with Sarah is one that I know will NEVER end and I am so grateful for that. I love you, Sar!

I couldn't help but share this one. Oh goodness I love this girl. :)