LABOR AND DELIVERY

I am so happy to be in my OB rotation in clinicals and I have had the privilege to be a Nurse in the Post partum unit. Babies are cuties!!

However, I finally had my turn in Labor and Delivery .

Within the first hour of being on my floor, my patients water broke. It seemed more someone threw a bucket of water on the bed...SO MUCH LIQUID!!

spontaneous breakage of the membrane: baby is coming!

After frequent checks, the words finally came: " Yep, you are at 10cm +2 dilated, let's start pushing in a few minutes"

Long story made short, I walked into my patients room at 11:00 am, and literally did not step out of that room until 2:40pm .

I assisted with holding her leg, AKA i had a front row seat to the most beautiful experience a woman can go through. Needless to say, this was my face throughout it:

"ONE MORE PUSH THIS IS IT!!!"....here came the head followed by a splash of amniotic fluid and lots and lots of blood. "Mom, look down and see your baby"...."HOLY CRAP!!"...hahaha her reaction was awesome!! Seconds after suctioning, the body of the baby followed the delivery of the head along with the most beautiful sound in the world: Babie's first breath- its first cry. cut here, cut there, "here dad cut the cord", wipe wipe wipe,..

We immediately placed the baby on mom's chest and welcomed into the world a healthy baby. I was a hot mess crying and saying Happy birthday to the baby <--- haha I WOULD!

The Physician cleaned up the mess of the birth and fixed up what needed to be fixed down there. I stood watching in disgust at how GROSS the body can be...all the things coming out from down there were nasssty. BUT IT IS ALL BEAUTIFUL AT THE SAME TIME. WE WOMEN ARE SO BLESSED TO HAVE THE GIFT OF CARRYING LIFE WITHIN US FOR 40 WEEKS.

AMAZING. I still can't believe i experienced this, im so grateful to be a part of such a special day for mom and dad.

Life...is beautiful.

Lately

Life has been a roller coaster ride and i dont know how the heck i'm holding on


Okay, that sounds like i mean it in a bad way, which i don't. I just mean it's been SO BUSY with so many responsibilities that I have no idea how I have the strength to do all of it.

Example of my life:

Monday: wake up at 0500, hit the road at 0545, clinical from 0630-1600. Home, dinner, clinical prep work for Tuesday, bed.

Tuesday: Wake up at 0430, hit the road by 0500, clinical from 0545-1900, home shower dinner BED!

Wednesday: sleep in FINALLY. homework, study study study, work, study study, BED!

Thursday: wake at 0600, school till 1400, work, home dinner bed.

Friday: Wake at 0600, school till 1400, work, home, PLAY TIME, BED.

Saturday: WORK WORK, study study study, Church calling, PLAY TIME. bed.

Sunday: THANK GOODNESS FOR MY BELOVED SABBATH!! i can breathe!!


okay, so laying it out it doesn't seem TOO bad. But when i barely have time for my family i know i have to prioritize better. School is ripping me apart but im grateful to be doing well.

Clinicals have been an adventure. I learned that i am a lot more emotional than i thought i was. You won't ever see me crying over a boy or something like that,..but you will see me bawl with some of these special patients i've had that have touched my life. Im grateful for my career choice and grateful for supporting parents that have dinner waiting for me when i get home from a 14 hour day. For my mom's kindness in doing my laundry cause she see's me asleep over my books after a long day of clinicals. I'm so lucky!

Life has been full but im learning so much and growing so much. I have a sweet fella that im dating and he has been so supportive with school and doesn't complain on how little time i make for him. Nothing serious with him, we're still getting to know each other but i'm just grateful for his understanding and patience with me and for the sweet friendship i have with him.

Also, I GET TO GO TO PERU IN 6 WEEKS!!!!!!! AHHH IM SO EXCITED I COULD PEE!!

i.am.grateful.

Alma The Younger,...??

So, many of you know the story of Alma the Younger. Wicked at one time but righteous after a sincere change of heart. Probably one of my favorite stories because it shows how it's never too late to come unto Christ and repent of our sins.

But here's my dilemma, what does a worthy Young Woman do when faced with the decision of dating a modern day Alma the Younger?

This modern day Alma the Younger is a recent convert with the sweetest testimony of our Savior. I love every bit of the conversion story and it's all a testimony builder to me on the truthfulness of the Church. I know Satan tempts us the most when we are trying our hardest to live righteously but I know our Savior knows the righteous desires of our heart.

So what if my modern day alma the younger recently fell into temptation and went against the word of wisdom? I believe in the righteous desires of the heart but when it comes to dating a modern day Alma, it's a lot harder to see the big picture.

So, should a dating relationship with a modern day Alma the Younger be put on hold and establish just a friendship until they strengthen themselves, or should a dating relationship continue and hope he doesn't fall into temptation again?


- Oh the beauty of life and choices!

why can't people read minds?

seriously.

dumb moment

Today was my first day of Junior year in the Nursing Program.

I was exhausted cause i'd studied all night for a medical math test we had to take today and with those tests, if you dont get 100% you dont pass medications in clinicals.

Anyways, keep in mind im tired.


LUNCH TIME: My friends and I run down stairs for some hot pizza. The pizza is in one of those rotating pizza racks.

" great, how am i supposed to get it?" i thought to myself.

I stood there calculating the correct timing of when to grab my piece of pizza as the rack rotates in circles. "1, 2...3!!" I went for it and BOOM BABY! i grab my pizza...SUCCESS!!


Then i hear a guy laugh and say "See that button that says STOP next to the door of the rack? That's to stop it from rotating so you can grab your pizza. I saw you start to calculate when to go for it and was going to tell you about the button but...I thought i'd get my laughter in for the day"....THANKS JERK!


PIZZA RACK 1:DARLENE 0

On a good note, I aced my medical math test with flying colors.

I have a huge fat crush...

...on the one and only, RYAN GOSLING...aw yeah!

We all know "Remember the Titans" and his young cute self...

and he dances...


(i couldn't find a better version)


And of course, the legendary tear jerker, "The Notebook"...

...and then a certain movie that, let's be honest, was crappy. "Lars and the Real Girl". It stunk but...whatevs he's creepy and cute.

AND THEN....*cough*...*breathe*...I saw a little movie named "CRAZY STUPID LOVE"...and woah. Ryan manly spicy spice Gosling is...handsome. no, not handsome. Smoking. No not smoking...SEXY! I can't even handle it.

AH!


AND AS IF HE WASNT ALREADY A TALENTED ACTOR...I FOUND THIS LITTLE JEWEL....




Yep,...HE SINGS!! haha ...sigh. Oh ryan!

cholycystectomy- July 12th, 2011

That's me in the pre-op stage. I had already been prepped with my IV and monitors. I felt pretty calm knowing that i was going to be in good hands for surgery. I met my entire OR team and they were hilarious and so knowledgeable on the procedure. I asked about a million questions and they answered every one with a smile.


Around 1:15 my RN anesthetist put some morphine in my IV as well as a sedative that would start my anesthesia. At that point they asked me to say "see ya later" to my parents and i remember doing so.

HOWEVER, my surgeon said that after i said bye to my dad, they began pushing my bed toward the OR room and that i flung my arms in the air and said "WEEEEE!! WEEEE!" ....awesome, i WOULD do something like that. hahaa!! (i definitely dont remember it though, so i wonder what else i did)

I remember opening my eyes a little bit when voices were asking me to push myself unto the surgical bed. I remember barely opening my eyes and seeing the lights above me.


about an hour later, I remember hearing the sound of oxygen and feeling the face mask on me. I remember hearing "Darlene, ohh darling darlene we are all done now, can you open your eyes for me?"...I slowly opened my eyes to my cutie nurses who were hovering over me. I remember saying I was cold so my nurse ran and got me warm blankees. The oxygen was left on for a little bit as i fell in and out of "sleep". It wasn't until 3:30 that my parents were able to be back in the room.

I dont remember a whole lot cause i was in and out of consciousness, but i do remember feeling so comforted by the spirit and not scared at all.

after surgery.

I have some sweet pictures of my gallbladder but im too weak to get up to scan it. i've been in a lot of pain but the pain killers help a lot. I can walk a little faster today which is awesome and i can actually FINALLY lay on my side without feeling agonizing pain. I still can't laugh but i can at least talk. I lost my voice due to being intubated.

I have the most amazing testimony of friends. I have been blessed with amazing sisters who have brought me flowers, and goodies and have come over to spend some time with me. They've called me or text me but they keep checking up on me. Granted i dont remember a whole lot, i do remember feeing their love and care. It's a sweet feeling to know i have amazing, true friends who are willing to drop whatever they have to spend a few minutes with me. They're amazing and im so grateful for them.


Im still recovering, slowly but surely. Chances are i wont remember posting this so, stay tuned for a later posting with sweet pics of my gallbladder :)

Meet the Surgeon Day

See that tiny little organ lying beneath the liver?

Well, that little organ has been causing me so much pain and it's been ruled as cholelithiasis. In other words, Gallstones. (google gallstones and you can see how nasty it is, poor me).

My doctor suggested i meet with a surgeon to see about getting it removed as a means of a cure. Someone can have gallstones and not know it, but once symptoms arise and it turns to cholycystitis then it's bad news. The pain is not fun and it wakes me up in the middle of the night with a pain that i describe as : Someone pushing down on my URQ with both hands all the way through to my back.

Anyways, today i met my surgeon. I kept imagining him to look like this:

A sweet nerdy man who would make awkward jokes about something geeky that would go totally over my head. Then i imagined my surgeon to look like this:

awww yeeah!! McSteamy...who wouldn't want a studly surgeon like him? holler!!


Unfortunately for me, my surgeon was no mcsteamy, nor was he some nerdy looking awkward man.

I am blessed to have a tall older man who is so smart and made me feel very comfortable about my procedure. He knew exactly how to explain the surgery to me and did a good job in explaining all the pathophysiology behind my disorder. I have a really amazing surgeon, awarded as one of the top general surgeons in Arizona 2011. He was funny and I feel confident placing myself in his hands for the operation.


"I'm surprised that for all the junk i eat, I'm not morbidly obese"

that was what i always would say whenever i found myself eating fast food at 1am with a big fat cup of Dr.Pepper. Well self, i might not be morbidly obese but my habits earned me a spot in the Operating Room on July 12th. Prayers are appreciated.

Fear and Faith cannot exist in the same room, therefore i am letting go of my fears and putting my full faith in my Heavenly Father that everything will turn out well and that I will recover without complications. Gallbladder, buh bye!!

iStudy

Year Round Nursing School



It's awesome. While everyone's working and enjoying vacations...im working AND in school.

I had a huge midterm today. It's worth 30% of our final grade,and let me remind you...anything below a 77% is failing and an A is anything above a 94%. No pressure though ;)


Anyways, I sat down to finally study last night around 10 pm. Yes, i procrastinated because i HAD to watch my favorite show, SYTYCD!

It took me forever to figure out my perfect study habit and I found this to be my study area last night:

Aww yeeah,...gimme my music on blast, my notes, scratch paper and my book. I AM GOOD TO GO.


As i started to go over material and memorize in detail some of the pathology behind specific diseases, i started to see a trend in my notes.


I have a 3 hour lecture for pathophysiology and in the first 2 hours of class, my notes look like this:

Pretty organized, somewhat decent handwriting and eligible.


However, in the last hour of class from 10-11am...I begin to get hungry and antsy from sitting for 2 hours. I begin to day dream and my eye lids feel heavy. This is the point of my attention spand in which i begin to fantasize about a spicy boy sweeping me off my feet and having the courage to step up to the plate. hehe. By the time i snap back into reality, i look down at my notebook and find my notes to look a lot like this:

BAHAHA...awesome.


I got a 42/50 on my 30% weighted midterm. I'm awesome.

My first ultrasound

So long story short, I have digestive disorders but lots of time ill wake up at night with intense pain in my upper right quadrant. Went to the doctor and the doctor said, no more monkeys jumping on the bed! ...haha just kidding.

He ordered me a complete abdomen ultrasound.


Results?

I, Darlene Ines, am the sad owner of gallstones.
Yep, gallstones. Thankfully, it's not lodged in a bile duct so no surgery. But every once in a while i get really bad pain from it so it suggests that it does at one point interfere with my ducts. bleh.

Oh, that's not all.

I, Darlene Ines, am also the sad owner of kidney stones.
REALLY? ...wow. I suck. I'm terrified for when the time comes to pass them cause according to my patients and other Nurses, it's "like giving birth to a stone". And with my ZERO PAIN TOLERANCE, i can't imagine how ill be.


Treatment? No more soda. foreals this time. I have to break up with Dr.Pepper and Pepsi. I dont know that ill be able to. Im on day 2 without soda and already popped advil for my headache. No more fast food. I dont think i can break up with IN N' OUT. The thought itself makes me sick. No more chicken nuggets? WHYYYY PORQUE!!

this sucks.

Advice to you: If you have a DR.Pepper for breakfast, kfc for lunch and in n' out for dinner...you're heading down my path and i say STOP. eat better or you'll be the sad owner of stones in your body.

one love :)

I bit off more than i can chew

Two jobs & Nursing School.

1. i work at the bank. It sounds easy and when you go to your bank it looks easy, BUT HOLY HOT DOG it is the hardest challenge i've had so far. All the laws and memorizing and Do's and Dont's...it gets really overwhelming.

2. I'm a pediatric autistic habilitator. Have been with the same patient for the past 2 years, watched her grow and learn so much! Also, we do therapy with speech therapy. Challenging job to break through an autistic spectrum, but so rewarding and so so worth every bit of progress.

3. Nursing school. enough said.

I typically work 10-12 hours a day with literally NO break in between jobs and a 30 minute lunch in the day time. Go home, shower and eat only to do it again the next day. Then comes school, wake up extra early to get my learn on and after class, go to work again. (sometimes im lucky and have the rest of the day off from ONE of the jobs, but have to work with #2).

Weekends: I never wanna do something. My buddy shuts off and wants to rest. Not to mention, i work all of saturday from 8am-5pm. So really, come night time...i just want to sleep.

Thank goodness of Sundays cause it's my only day to rest.


HOW IM GETTING THROUGH THIS? i dont know.

I WANTED a second job. Working with #2 was perfect and I was able to cover all my bills but another job would just facilitate my lifestyle and make it easier to save. So I gratefully got a second job fairly quick and ever since i have not had time to just play. I'm such a grown up.



i just think sometimes, i bite off more than i can chew and all i need is....a break.

I'm a Convert:: This is my story

Did you know my parents and I are converts to the Church?

Here's my story,...a LONG one...made short :)


background info: At the age of 5 my family and I were blessed with residency visas to the US and moved to california where my mom's side already resided. Being Peruvian, everyone in the family is Catholic except for my aunt Maggie and her family. They were LDS and while in California, invited us to a few church activities but we were not knowledgeable at all.

December 1996::

Little darlene was 7 years old and my parents, brothers and I had just moved to Arizona from California. My brother humbly worked at a little Arbys located on Main and Hobson. It was December and my brother one day came home from work and said, "mom, there's a really cool park next to arbys and they have a LOT of beautiful lights. I think it's a park? I dont know but you should take darlene to see it". My parents took my brothers advise and took me that weekend.

I dont remember much of my trip to see the "cool park with pretty lights",...but there was a moment that night that i will never forget, and this moment...started my testimony of Temples.

At one point, I perfectly remember walking around with my parents and approaching the back side of the Visitors center by the reflection pool and being approached by two Spanish speaking missionaries. Within our own ignorance of what a Temple was, we asked them what this park was and why there were lights. The elders began to talk to my parents and of course, explained that we were not at a park,...that we were at the LDS Temple and then they began to share the Gospel.

While my parents talked to the Elders, i wondered off and walked along the sides of the reflection pool. I remember looking at the reflection of the beautiful temple and looking down at all the flowers. It was at that moment, that something that i never could explain came over me...i began to cry. I tear up just thinking about how i felt at that specific moment. I felt pure joy and I didnt know why i was crying. My mom worried and ran to me asking me why i was crying and all i could answer was "I feel so happy".

Every single time i walk by the reflection pool, that night when i was 7 years old comes to my mind. That feeling of overwhelming joy comes back to me and I give thanks for that moment i had. It was such a strong, beautiful moment and for being 7 years old it was really special.

The rest of my story goes without saying. My parents received lessons from amazing missionaries. Some with whom my family still keeps in touch with. One being the amazing sister Laubach who was from Hawaii. She left a strong testimony with us and we will never forget her. She even wrote about us in the Hawaiian sports magazine,...she was pretty amazing at volleyball and there was an article about her which included a picture of me and her :)

A year later, on January 11th, 1998...about one month after my 8th birthday, My Daddy baptized me and I remember that day like it was yesterday.


A long the road of life, things happen. There came a time where I wasn't as active as i should be and my dad found himself working Sundays. But with time, we overcame the work obstacle and all the other things that life threw our way. And finally, on May 8th, 2010...my parent's and i were sealed in the Mesa, AZ Temple for time and all eternity.

May 8th was so special, for we were able to go back to that "park with pretty lights" and be sealed as a family forever.

December 1996 changed our lives forever, in the most beautiful and joyous way, and for that...i am eternally grateful.

I am grateful that for the past 2 years, I have gone back to that beautiful "park with pretty lights" and danced through my testimony of my Savior during Christmas time, right in front of the same reflection pool that means so much to me. I love this Gospel. Forever and ever :)

I'm an angry mean person

Okay just kidding i'm not. I'm pretty nice all the time....Except for Monday, May 9th, 2011....



WORK WAS RIDICULOUS!!!


[[ background info: I only got 5.5 hours of sleep and I was pmsing. ]]

My background info may have played a big part in why Monday sucked. but anyways.


I work at a bank....and for some reason today was especially difficult.From the second the doors opened, I stopped breathing. It was customer after customer and they all were SO needy. I rarely had simple deposits. It was either "I wanna send money to a bank in mexico" or "here i have a gazillion ton of money and it's not in order. can you do it for me?". BAH!!

I felt like i had a line the entire day. My drawers quickly became a huge mess and when my work area is messy, i stress out. ESPECIALLY if i'm dealing with tons of money. HELLO. We were short 2 people so it was a one person show. starring ME. I am always smiling and love humans but today....i felt like this:

hehe. It's sadly true. I felt my face turning mean and i wasn't happy like i always am! I then thought to myself "self, these super cute customers aren't at fault for me having a hard day at work. Smile cause they need you to". So i pressed forward. It felt fake at first, but i had to put on a good face cause it wasn't their fault we were short and all the work was me plus one more. (i was mostly PO'd cause my drawers messy and it made me so anxious). Come closing time, i miraculously balanced! My feet felt like they weighed 29281 pounds and i couldn't feel my knees. YEP, i need better shoes. But who cares, i was OFF WORK!! ... except after the bank, i had to work my second job.

My Monday consisted of me working from 8am-7pm. AWESOME. i was dead tired. But I had Manic Monday and it was HIP HOP. What better way to release some stress? I pulled together every ounce of strength i could to go to dance. And it was AMAZING.

Stop! now lemme see your booty drop!



Phew, after dance...i was so happy :)

no more stressy meany poo poo darlene. im happy again!

Nursing School

My block picks up NEXT WEEK!!!

i wasn't expecting to start till late may/early June.


My . heart. just. fell. out. of. my. butt.


I'M NOT READY.



why am i scared?

4 months ago i was set on being an RN but now my desires have shifted??


(Conference made me reflect on things i hadn't thought about before, hence my confusion about my career path)



UUUAAAAHHHHHH.


breathe.

A-Z about me! (stole from nishijima)

Age: 21

Bed Size: Queen

Chore you hate: sweeping

Dogs: 3 chihuahuas, Paco, Bella & Chloe. Black lab, Blackee. White maltese, Pringles.

Essential start of your day: Checking facebook, duh

Favorite Color: purple

Gold or silver: Silver (Or white gold)

Height: 5'3"

Instruments I play (or have played): Violin

Job Title: CNA, Bank teller, DDD habilitator (wazzup!)

Kids: one day :)

Live: M-town

Mom's Name: Luisa

Nickname: Darleeeeney, Leenz, dar dar, mom,

Overnight hospital stays: When my daddy was admitted for his upper airway obstruction, i was his bedside nurse

Pet Peeve: when guys spit in front of me, or when girls freak out about calories when they're anorexic skinny. seriously, ill punch you on your face (or think about it)

Quote from a movie: "if you're from africa, then why are you white?"

Right or left handed: Right

Siblings: 2 brudders

Time you wake up: 7:30

Underwear: Victorias secret all da way!!

Vegetables you dislike: All

What makes you run late: hitting snooze too much

X-rays you've had done: chest and hip

Yummy food you make: Peruvian. which i barely cook anymore

Zoo animal: monkeyyyyysss!!! so cute.




welp, that was a fun way to waste 10 minutes :)

My first time in Utah...

Finally, when i play "never have i ever"...i can put my finger down when someone says "...been in Utah"...Cause wazzup, i finally made my first Utah trip!!


I was SO blessed to have a good friend give me a buddy pass to Fly to Utah. What's up 50 dollar flight!

Thursday Night: I flew in Thursday night and was picked up by a good buddy i hadn't seen in a long time. He was also picking up his brother and then we picked up a gal and all went out to dinner. I had Thai food for my first time and....success, i liked it!! (( it's hard for me to like new foods. Im what they call...picky )) . I had the yellow curry with chicken and potatoes. Oh delish!
It was a really fun night and so good seeing him, i'm so proud of all he's getting done in Utah!

Friday: My good friend from high school (who took me to his Senior prom, aw!) lives in utah and by coincidence was in Provo this day. He picked me and marshelle up around noon and took us to L&L Hawaiian BBQ and he treated us to a delicious lunch! he is such a sweetheart. We cruised around, went to DI, walgreens and finally went to Nickel City in Orem. Arizona needs a nickel city, STAT!!! we had so much fun!! Ray's a sweety and even gave me half his nickels and all his tickets. (wow i sound like a bully getting candy from a kid). In the end, i had enough tickets to buy a super rad bouncy ball that you can stretch, got Ray a ring he thought was cool, and bought me some fake mustaches! Our day with ray was so fun!!

Later on, Marsh and I decided to have an antm moment in her brothers backyard before going to dinner with her uncle and family. SO FUN! her family is so sweet and i loved meeting all the cute lil' ones that made me laugh, a lot!

That night, we made owl cuppy cakes with Ciara...they were so cute and yummy!! then we went to The Colonies where i was reunited with my beautiful twin "daughters" that i love so much!! Ashley & Lexi :) We played games with their friends and caught up on life. Finally, we drove to Farmington for our long Saturday ahead.

Saturday.
General Conference...was unbelievable! Marsh and I were so blessed to have Plaza tickets and were about 15 rows to the front. Both sessions were so powerful and so uplifting, I definitely felt the spirit and was so in awe at the amount of people from all around the world. Such a testimony strengthener. Temple Square was beautiful!! i loved everything about Salt Lake and Temple Square. It was all breath takingly gorgeous and I had a smile on my face the whole time!! I ran into my love, Pasiaka, at Subway and it only added to an already amazing day!

We got back to Provo around 6 and got ready to go to Sammy's with Shelbyreena. It was delish!! I had chicken strips (of course!) and a smoothie. then, we had another antm moment, ROOMIE EDITION. I'm pretty sure all the people driving by laughed and pointed at us. nbd, we worked it in Provo! After our shoot, we went back to Shelb's bf's place and chilled until my eye lids got heavy and I called it a night. I LOVE UTAH!

Sunday
Woke up to SNOWWW glorious SNOWWWWWW!! i was soooo happy, so happy...like this---> :)))

We watched a bit of Conference until our ride came to pick us up for the ride back to AZ. And while waiting, we may have played wiff da snow a lot!

Welp, Utah, you have been good to me this past weekend. I shall miss you. So much fun!

But let's be real...LONG LIVE ARIZONA!!!!

30 day challenge:: DAY TWELVE

Day 12 - A picture of something you love

I absolutely love when i see an elderly couple that are still so in love!

Working Geriatrics i saw so many sweet couples and witnessed their unconditional love for another. I saw it in their words, the way the looked at another and their actions.

In this post ...i shared about a sweet man that came in to see his sweetheart every single morning. Ill never forget them. I still remember his sweet advice and respect his wishes for me.

I've never been in love, but i hope to one day have the sweetest love story and that 60 years from now, a cute little nursing student sees me and my husband and thinks, "ah, there goes an elderly couple still very much in love!"

awwwwww!!
haha. one love.

30 day challenge:: DAY ELEVEN

Day 11 - A picture of something you hate

pickles.


I hate pickles. yucccckkkkk!!



This is how much i hate pickles...

if i order a chicken sandwich at chick-fil-a and they didnt give it to me plain and put the pickle in there...i will literally cut a whole in the bread where the pickle touched as well as cut out where it touched the chicken.

ridiculous?


yes.


I know it is.


But that is how much i dislike pickle and its sick-nasty juice.


I LOVE NEDS CRAZY SUBS!!....and i always forget to say NO PICKLE with my sub. Thankfully, they wrap it separately so buh-bye, pickle...in the trash you go!


...sick nasty!

antm? nope..just silly roomies that get amused too easily

...long title.

sometimes i like to pretend i can model


...only to realize, i'm not antm and should probably be embarrassed. But i dont get embarrassed easily so, yay me!

just walking

i really was laughing in this picy. my photographer captured the moment.

PLEASE DONT MIND ME IN THIS PICY....
I like this one cause you can catch marshelle in action in the background. too fierce.

awkward hands but whatevs.







antm!!...not.
but that's okay,...girls just wanna have fun :)

30 day challenge:: DAY TEN

Day 10 - A picture of the person you do the most ****** up things with


I'm changing the **** to SILLY!!


and who do i do the most silly things with?

We seriously do not know who let us play together...If we had cameras recording our lives, it'd be a hit show!


Just to name some random things we do::

1. we ghost ride the whip

2. we get lost in scottsdale so we go into the airport and make a big fat circle just to find the 202

3. we have booty popping lessons in our kitchen

4. followed by awesome dance offs

5. we have the same brain

6. we can't see someone bend over without thinking of a fart noise

7. we sing. ugly.

8. we quote youtube all da time

9. we eat when we're bored.

10. we fb stalk. a lot.

yep...who let us play together?!

Love her to the moon and back! I have an amazing friend in her and i'd say we do some pretty dang silly things!!

Sometimes, I'm a brat...

...See, I have a problem.

I dont know how to fix it.


Whenever i get close to someone (a male),... i get scared.


I'm scared of getting hurt (or disappointed,...it's pretty much the story of my life). Maybe i'm scared of commitment? I haven't figured it out yet.

But there's this thing I do,...and I have done it countless number of times and it has gotten me into "fights" with males lots of times.

I ignore them.

I wished I knew why i did it.


I guess, I'm so scared that I dont know how to handle it and resort to ignoring cause it's my way of "running away from the situation".

I should fix that problem. I just wished i wasn't so scared of the unknown. Really, I can't even count the number of times i've done this. I get called out by the guy and i'm happy they call me out cause it forces me to talk about it. But when they dont call me out, I continue to do it. ANd in both scenarios, I lose them. I screw up a friendship. Or I screw up a possible "something".

I'm awesome.
help?

30 day challenge:: DAY NINE

Day 09 - A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most

Mama & Papa.

That's all I have to say :)

30 day challenge:: DAY EIGHT

Day 08 - A picture that makes you laugh


So, i love the lake!! Wake boarding attempts (i can get up, i just tend to let go fast), tubing, chillin on the boat with good friends while eating doritos...yep, i love the lake!!

These pictures CRACK ME UP cause they describe me so well. here you go,..

I fell off the tube so I smile for the camera and try to get back on the tube.

Oh no, the tube is floating away and the motor is still on so that choppy thing is right under me. I better not fall. (look at tori's expression,...it is priceless!)

FAIL.


Thankfully, i didnt get the fan chopper thing. I am awesome.