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Hello my 10 followers. Aren't ya'll glad ya didn't hav to worry bout readin my blog for 5 MONTHS!!?? Well like half of you even read it anyway. Shamefully my popularity in blogworld is substantially low. You all love me for reals in real life right?? You'll all still take me places with you and let me join your reindeer games? YES YOU WILL cause i'm awesome with a significantly decreased sense of grammer.

grammar?

I figured it out. The answer. THE answer to the ultimate mother of all questions. The best part is it came from my own brain. Ready for it?

WHY ARE POLYNESIAN MEN SO FREKIN HOT?

I'll tell you. I'll tell you why. This is it. Watever they do.... no matter wat it is, they OWN IT. Be it wearing head bands, wearing socks with 'slippers' (aka: flip flops), calling flip flops slippers, bein fat. i mean huge. i mean enormous. like easily sit an squish Jacob black an all his wolf bros huge, rockin the gold teeth, havin pancake paddle feet, usin a gallon of gel for one days hairdo, singin loud an off key............. or ridin my pink girl bike in a disgusting red collared shirt

Three True Men

Dear old David O. McKay. February 7, 1921 Elder McKay and Elder Cannon attended a flag raising in La'ie. He felt that here in La'ie there would be a school to be the learning and spiritual place for the Church in the Pacific. On April 9, 1951 he became president of the Church. Almost immediately he began planning the school he had envisioned. This school is BYUH. At the ground breaking he declared, "We dedicate our actions in this service unto thee and unto thy glory and to the salvation of the children of men, that this college, and the temple, and the town of Laie may become a missionary factor, influencing not thousands, not tens of thousands, but millions of people who will come seeking to know what this town and it's significance are."

Elder Matthew Cowley. He went on a mission to New Zealand in 1914. He arrived there without a companion, and his mission president was on a different island. His determination to learn the difficult and unexplored Maori language took him only 3 months. Because of his incredible mastery of the Maori language and the closeness he had with the Maori people, his mission was extended 2 years beyond the usual 3 which allowed him to translate the Book of Mormon, D&C and Pearl of Great Price into Maori. Later, in his apostleship he became known as the "Polynesian Apostle" becuase of his love for the islands as well as his exceptional compassion. In a stake conference here in La'ie he expressed his hopes that one day New Zealanders would have a villiage here, as well as Samoans, Tongans, Tahitians... all islanders of the sea. His vision has become what is now the Polynesian Cultural Center.

Joseph F. Smith. This man is the son of Hyrum and was named after our excellent Joseph Smith, and was 10th president of the Church. When Hyrum died, Joseph was only 10 years old, and being the oldest son, it was up to him to take charge and get his family across the plains. His incredible strength in the church allowed him to serve a mission at the age of 15 to the islands which lasted for 4 years. His appreciation and love for the islanders allowed the gospel to spread into their hearts. In a time where the Hawaiian culture was being exterminated, he held an inspired and compassionate love for the people and culture here. He said about his time here, "They [the Hawaiian people] had different habits to anything I had before known, and their food, and dress and houses and everything were new and strange.... For three months this seclusion from the world continued, but the history of that short period of my life never can be told. I had ample time to feel after the Lord and to draw near to him with my whole soul"

The fire and life and undescribeable deep love for the islands that permeates every square inch of me is what these men felt times ten. There aren't words possible to describe HOW MUCH being here has changed me, how much of me is here and dedicated and willing to do anything for these cultures. To see my peers take on the duty of upholding their unique and powerful and beautifully joyful cultures and allow the depth of their very soul to be shared with everyone...

I am utterly astounded.

My coolness factor is unbelievably off the charts

CHECK THIS MOMMA OUT! You all might not know this... but I am so awesome that I cruise this baby around everywhere I go in Hawaii! And if that isn't sick steezy enough, my kick-a roommate ALSO has one of these rust-bucket-basket-bearing-pedal-and-chain get ups. When we go out on the town, it is the best night of the week. For everyone at BYUH.

(But of course we're always promptly back to our dorm and cuddly in bed by our midnight curfew)

The pee your pants and excruciating laugh til you literally die funniness factor of watching the Hulk, Phantom of the Opera, and Scarlet Pimpernel with a Jesse Draper commentary is equivalent to playing spoons with Asian people. Sascha, imagine Wai times ten and they're all yelling at eachother. Occaisionally posing with a peace sign when a pic is being taken.

Another fun thing. Boys don't believe girls work out. So I'm hangin out with all these white guys and we went to this one girls house which about 5 other girls live in. They seriously had Gold's Gym inside thier garage. With a pool table. After observance and reflection, one boy inquired, Do guys live here too? Who uses this stuff? Girls don't lift weights. I laughed. Oh poor little white boy

Give me a break

I have been proposed to. Twice.

Ice cream in Hawaii is SOOOOOO FREAKIN GOOD!!! I don't know if it's because eating it fast enough before it liquidizes is a tough challenge, or if Hawaii people just have exquisite tastes. But its fantastic.

This is me blogging in Hawaii time

Like seriously, people talk about how laid back it is here and they aren't joking. Testimony meeting was kick-a. This adorable giggly guy from Cambodia bore an entire testimony about how he enjoys saying "funny words" to tourists at the PCC. Asians, I have come to find, are hilarious. And they don't even try. Fast sunday is pretty awesome. The cafeteria isn't open until 5pm, and a serious crowd gathers at the doors just waiting to feast on mystery casserole and salad that may or may not have flies in it. (first hand experience)

Best atmosphere I've ever experienced in my life. Utah might not be my place of residence ever again.... sorry guys...

It's 4 DAYS, get it right!

Today is the birth date of a woman who works in my department. Consequentially she personally offered me a donut, to which I could not say no, for I delight in cream filled chocolate smothered kinds and there was a perfect one to be had in that little box. Once I had it situated on a little napkin, I realized that I had vowed to myself this morning that I would eat healthy because my bod is not so bikini worthy... It is lunchtime, and I found myself singing "I want you!...I want you so baaaaaaa-ad!... I want yooouoooouooou!" (courtesy, the Beatles) to this pathetic looking donut that has somehow ended up isolated in the most desolate corner of the cubicle.

I think it wants me too...

8 days!

Watching little Mermaid with my girly 3 year old cousin Adrianna. It was the part where Arial saved Eric from an epic fiery shipwreck and was laying next to him on the beach singing. I got a sudden sharp suprise of intense giddiness as he drowsily smiles and opens his eyes and sees her and is in love... for like, two seconds I was embarrassed for myself, but then Adrianna suddenly turned to me with a giddy smile too. A 3 year old's chick flick totally suffices for 20 year olds too.

9 Days and Counting...

"And your birthday is in... November!"

Ah the beauty of saying unimportant things. Thanks Rach, it was amazing to witness you say 'november' with almost as much enthusiasm as you would have said 'october'.

I am in utter elation. I feel as clean and blooming and bright on my inside as it feels on the inside of the Temple. What an amazing thing to witness and cuddle up with tonight. I am a new book, with the new book smell and the new book clean feel. Crisp pages, snappy cover, stiff spine, perfectly cornered edges... the best part will be reading the adventures

(still to come)

10 Days and Counting...

Today I came home during my lunch break. My mom happened to be home, and she asked me if I wanted to go shopping for my birthday/luau/going away party. So instead of going back to work, I went to a party store and browsed in the luau isle akin with an 8 year old. She was also with her mom.

You know, it's too bad that the death of an uncle and moving away (to basically a different country...) were the only ways for me to truly understand and feel just HOW MUCH i love love love love love my family. I, who am a very emotionally stunted human being, find the bodily reaction to such a love is utterly painful. An aching crying pain. But all in all, it is beautiful.

An overheard conversation betwixt my mom and dad. Emotional temperature was totally serious.

"Where did my head go?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen your head for a long time."

11 days and counting...

Today is a bright day!

This blog is for the good of all Wookies. And their babies. Cookies. Wookies with cookies. And a tribute to Chubbuck, a close relative.

At work there is a normal door, and a revolving door. the normal door says "please use the revolving door."