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Well, it's been over a year since I have even looked at this blog. I'm fairly certain I haven't even thought about it in that amount of time, but lately I have been feeling like I need to start recording my life somewhere. I've experimented with paper diaries more times than I can count and I've always struggled to keep up with them. It makes me a little sad that I can never commit to that because there's something so much more personal about a physical representation of a life, but alas, I recognize that I have lost the fight with that. I started looking for diary/journal apps, and I didn't feel committed enough to actually purchase something the record my thoughts on. Then this little space came to mind and since I am fairly certain no one really reads this this may be a good place to start. So here I am...<br />
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Dear Diary,<br />
The past couple of years have been quite the whirlwind. I've done a lot of growing, changing, and developing. I think that I have been fighting this strange battle against myself for quite sometime and I feel like I'm finally nearing the end of that. The only thing that seems appropriate at this moment is me putting a #winning on like everything. I know, that's about as cliche as I can get, but it's a thing for me I guess. I'll try not to rub it in...<br />
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At this exact moment (2:54 pm on Monday November 24th) I am sitting across from the gelato case at Coffee Waves in good ole CC. Maybe this is why I feel this overwhelming feeling of nostalgia. I mean, this place holds a lot of memories. Actually, CC holds a lot of memories that I believe have defined my entire existence. I often think back to those days when Courtney, Kait, and I would sit on the beach eating pizza and dreaming about the future. It's funny to think that we are now living on the other side of that and I think no one has the life they were dreaming about. That's the thing though, everything we were dreaming about became a lot less important to us. We discovered that we wanted more than those simple dreams. Bigger and better things came our way. Don't get me wrong, life has been anything less than easy. I'm kinda blown away by how stressful, difficult, and scary life can be. Lately, all of these super cliche quotes have been coming to mind. "The end justifies the means" and "nothing worth doing is easy". I laugh because this is totally not me to spout out all these quotes in the moments that call for them, but sometimes they just make more sense than you want them too.<br />
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I guess what I am trying to get at is that there's something about us dreamers. I've never been content with just being. In fact, I've never been "content" with anything. There's always something else. Sometimes I wonder if this is selfish of me. Is it bad that I always want to do and be more? But then I remind myself that I have the ability to do something beautiful and inherently good. I have been blessed with talents that can uplift others. I've been blessed with a mind that is focused on creating. It's scary how easy it is for me to forget that. It's scary how easy it is for me to think badly of myself. This is the fight we all fight. Am I right?<br />
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CAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-75989758277858903822013-11-06T22:33:00.001-06:002013-11-06T22:33:32.680-06:00This is my life.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This photo pretty much sums up my life right now, but more especially the past three weeks. I laugh (and weep) when I look at this photo because this was actually taken Halloween night. I literally did nothing for Halloween. Actually, that's not true. I went to a Halloween dance but left like five minutes later because it sucked and I didn't have a costume and I had a crap ton of homework. So my pal Jess and I headed to the library and actually had a pretty good time <strike>talking</strike> whispering in between studying.<br />
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This semester I am trying really hard to dive into school and stay on top of things. At the beginning of the semester I told myself, "Carli, don't be stressed." I am actually quite surprised about how well that has worked. I have noticed that my "long" and "terrible" days are actually fairly "ok" days. Sometimes even "good" days. Maybe it is because I like the things I am learning, or something like that? Who knows...<br />
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What I am trying to get at is that as rough as college is, I love it. At the end of the day I am always so proud of what I have accomplished and learned. Oh, by the way... I got into my major! If you have been reading this blog for a while, you might remember how many times I changed my major/was worried about getting into a major. It is such a relief to not have to worry about that crap anymore. Like, for reals. Now I just have to worry about graduating...<br />
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Carli.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-44056230083711921462013-10-25T18:53:00.002-05:002013-10-25T18:53:36.190-05:00Letter to me.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It has been a little too long since I have posted anything here. That's ok though, because I am sure no one has even noticed. Sometimes I think about blogging and then don't. Sometimes I type out a blog post and then delete it. I don't know why. Maybe it is because I don't feel like I have much to say. I would be surprised if I even publish this. So if you happen to be reading this... well, cool.<br />
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The other day I was studying at the library. Well, I wasn't really studying because I was on Facebook. It happens... I don't know what I clicked, but I accidentally clicked something and it took me to page that shows me what my newsfeed looked like a year ago that day. The first thing that popped up was a picture of one of my good friends leaving for his mission. That day was a pretty big deal to me, and to him. I freaked out because I couldn't even begin to understand how a year had already passed! I got home later that night and I looked at the picture on my wall of my friend and I from that day. I looked at me in that picture and just said, "If you only knew what is ahead of you." Then I laughed to myself. This past year was HARD. There were nights where I literally couldn't sleep because I was sick with stress about, school, work, family, my future, etc. There were days where I literally just wanted to hide under a rock. There were so many phone calls to my mom (I literally used all my minutes on my phone one month... does that even happen?!). There were a lot of tears. I spent a lot of time hating myself for not being good enough, skinny enough, smart enough, pretty enough, and the list goes on. After I thought about all that crap, I realized something. Something that should be sooooooo much more obvious than it is.<b> I am so incredibly blessed.</b> Yeah, it was hard and it sucked sometimes, but this year has been one of the best. I have done so much growing that I hardly even recognize some of the things I have posted on this blog. I was so naive.<br />
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If I could write a letter to the me in that picture I would say so many things. Maybe I will write a letter... Here it goes,<br />
"Hey there. You probably think you don't know me, but you know me way more than you think. I know you think that you know it all, but don't count on that. Your plans are going to change so much. You are going to feel lost, alone, and disappointed. You are going to feel a lot of pain, regret, and sadness. Don't worry though, you will feel immense amounts of happiness and love too. Right when you are about to break something will make you whole again. Trust me when I say, it gets better. You start to love yourself more. You get smarter. You find a major. You get into that major. You meet some of the greatest people to walk the earth. You make a lot of progress. You are happy. Just wait a little longer and you will be there. When I say there, I don't mean THERE. THERE takes a lifetime. There is a place where you know that you are on the right path. You feel strong, confident, and loved. Look forward to the next year. It will be one of the best you ever had."<br />
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Sorry, not sorry. This post was a long sappy drawn out whatever. It wasn't for you. It was for me. I think I just needed to--actually, I don't have to explain myself. If you did read this, cool. Thanks for reading and come again? I hope to post a bit more often, but this isn't going to one of those blogs where I pretend my life is perfect when I know it is not. I am only saying that because this blog used to be a place where I pretended my life was perfect and worried about followers and crap like that. I don't care about that anymore. This blog is for me. If for some reason you are inspired by what I have to say, you are welcome anytime. :)<br />
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CarliAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-86560727641495096122013-08-09T17:07:00.000-05:002013-08-09T17:07:05.621-05:004 years.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; line-height: 17px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Four years ago today I was baptized and became a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. It was, by far, the best decision I have ever made. I have received so many wonderful blessings because of that decision and my continued faithful and righteous pursuits. My testimony is continually strengthened and I have found myself doing things that I thought weren't even possible for me. I recognize God's hand in my life, and I am so grateful for the people He has placed on my path to help me shine. I have come so far in the past four years and I shudder to think about where I would be without the church in my life. It has given me the strongest of foundations to build my life upon. This is my testimony.</span></span><br />
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When this video came out last month I literally watched it over and over again. Then the other day I rediscovered it and watched it some more. Then, just now I rediscovered it and I had to share. Because this has literally been my latest/reoccurring obsession.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-4666332733863765322013-08-08T22:51:00.003-05:002013-08-08T22:51:57.703-05:00#instalife<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yay! I have finally gotten to the more recent instas! And when I say recent I actually mean that these are from almost two months ago.<br />
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<span style="text-align: left;">-> Several of these pictures are from my vacation to California. I love the one taken from the end of the Santa Monica pier. I just can't get over how beautiful the west coast is. The beaches are stunning. Growing up 10 minutes away from the beach in Texas has always been the best, but Padre Island is like the ghetto of beaches when compared to the few I visited when I was in Cali.</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">-> Another one of my favorite pictures in this group is the one of the abandoned church. It is located in the middle of nowhere New Mexico and literally every time we make the drive to and from Utah we stop there to snap a couple shots. It is stunning.</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">-> The picture in the bottom right corner is of me wearing the first shirt I made this summer. I made it for the 4th of July. Sadly, after a series of unfortunate events I didn't really get to wear it for any cool festivities on the 4th... but we won't get into that story because it is long and sad.</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-92002507699905531912013-08-05T13:07:00.003-05:002013-08-05T13:07:52.520-05:00Clothing Revival<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have always had this terrible habit of going thrift shopping and walking out of the store with items that I would't wear without a little to a lot of alteration. Maybe it is because when I thrift shop I try EVERYTHING on. OK, no... not everything... but I grab anything that has at least one good quality (shape, fabric, fit, length, collar, etc.) and then I try it on. Then I buy those things because they have potential. It makes me sad to see something ugly that could be beautiful and unique with just a little TLC.<br />
Once I get home I throw that ugly item into a huge box that is my "To Fix" box. Those clothes sit in there for days, weeks, months, and sadly... even years until one day I dig through the box, try some of them on, remember why I bought them, and then come up with a way to revive them. This dress I bought a year and a half ago. I forgot to take a picture of it before I ripped this nasty ricrac and ruffle monster that was on the bottom. You probably don't even want to see it anyways... After I took that crap off it was a little too short for my liking. I spent some time pinning different laces to the bottom trying to find something that I liked. I really didn't want to have to go to Joanns and buy something since I have such a huge collection of lace at home. As I was digging through my enormous pile of fabric I found a white scalloped table runner that my mom gave me last year. Basically it was perfect! I sliced it in half and sewed it onto the bottom. Then I shortened the sleeves. This project literally took me an hour (if you don't count the removal of the ruffles... that took forever) and most of that time was spent looking for something to add to the bottom.<br />
I just love how easy it is to take something that costs so little, something that no one else saw the potential in, and turn it into something beautiful and not to mention unique.<br />
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CarliAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-39427452266248546132013-07-31T12:37:00.000-05:002013-07-31T12:37:00.112-05:00Insta-life.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Most of these pictures are from the little over a month that I stayed in Utah after school ended before heading home to Texas. Basically all I did that month was work and play.<br />
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<li>At my old rommies apartments, people that actually lived there thought that I lived there too since I was there so much. We did some pretty cool stuff: One day we all took turns blowing fire. Pretty dang awesome I must say.</li>
<li>We also rented a puppy. Yeah, you read that right... we RENTED it. There is a local business in Provo that rents out puppies to college students for an hourly rate. After the puppy gets to be a certain age they put them up for adoption. Basically this is genius since us college students don't get to have pets. When I first moved to Provo I had some animal love withdrawals. Any time I would see an animal I would get all excited and emotional and probably freaked out the owner when I ran up to see if they would let me pet it. We rented Rodney and spent 2 bliss filled hours playing with him.</li>
<li>Another huge event of that month was the birth of my besties baby boy Lincoln. The little (or should I say huge) guy was 10 pounds 9 ounces!!!! He literally looked like a 3 month old. That picture of him sprawled on his bed still gets me. This was literally an hour and a half after birth! I was so excited to hold him a couple days later. So cute. Can't wait to get back up to Utah and snuggle with him.</li>
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Basically that was a great month. Looking at these pictures makes me miss all of my Provo friends even more than I already do. Can;t wait to be back in less than a month!!!!</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-62233291702361635422013-07-20T14:06:00.001-05:002013-07-20T16:23:57.903-05:00P.S. I Made This: Retro.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This week I made Butterick Pattern 4790 out of a vintage bed sheet that I think came from my grandmother. The dress is a wrap dress and really confused me for a while while I was making it. "Um... what?!" I ended up not really following the instructions very much and then getting really frustrated. I am the "look at the pictures and not read anything" kind of person so often I mess up, get really mad, and then have to go back and read and fix everything. Overall the dress was pretty easy to make. I don't know if you can tell, but shhh.... I haven't finished hemming it yet. I literally have spent hours hemming it by hand, but since the skirt is so full I am barely to the halfway mark. My only complaint is that I am not a big fan of how the dress shifts when you wear it. I constantly have to make sure that everything is in place or I look frumpy and/or not modest.</div>
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P.S. I love the Monkees. Especially on vinyl.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-43759911490790019042013-07-20T00:35:00.002-05:002013-07-20T00:35:46.023-05:00Beaching.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today Tabby and I went to the beach. Tabs is not as big of a beach fan as I am, but said that she really wanted to go at least once this summer before we head back up to Utah. I jumped at the chance since none of my friends are here in Texas anymore so when I come back home I get REALLY bored. and worst of all... I have no one to go to the beach with, so I don't end up going as much as I want to. Today was perfect. We brought a blanket, some drinks, and some sandwiches and had a good time talking, eating, and getting a little scared in the water. Haha. I love the beach, but the water freaks me out a little especially when other people are outwardly scared I get more scared. Since Tabs and I were both a little nervous about going to far, we ended up spending a lot of time being pushed around in the shallow as the waves rolled in. We liked it.<br />
I also loved how I was able to continue some of my old beach traditions. Back in the good ole days my friends and I would come have picnics at the beach. During the day we would go to swim and sunbathe. I don't really know how this got started, but it was always my thing to bring a big bottle of chocolate milk to the beach with me. I know what your thinking... why would you want to drink chocolate milk on a blazing hot day at the beach? I honestly do not even know why. It just was my thing and I kinda liked it. Also, Texas has the best chocolate milk. I have tried chocolate milk other places and it doesn't even compare. BYU Creamery milk comes pretty close but no dice. Anyways... I just had to have my chocolate milk on the beach today. It brought back so many memories. I even got Tabby into it. Now I just need to come back to the beach at night with some friends, a blanket to sit on, a guitar, and a pizza. There is not a lot to do in Corpus other than the beach. So we would often spend hours and hours trying to think of something cool to do, but somehow we would always end up at the beach really late at night. We called it nighttiming (you know... like the Coconut Records song?!). We always talked about our future and our big dreams. It is so crazy to think that we are living that time we always talked about, but even more crazy how different reality is from our expectations. We aren't where we thought we would be, but somehow it has worked out for the better. Since I have been home I just haven't been able to get over thinking about growing up here. I miss all the friends, the good times we had, the memories. It's hard to be here without it. All we wanted was to get away and follow our dreams, but sometimes I just want to be back in the good ole days. That line that Andy said in the last episode of The Office is so true and so fitting.<br />
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P.S. A little too much nostalgia going on over here.</div>
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<b>Top Left Corner</b>- I made that mens tailored shirt that John is wearing for a sewing class assignment. I must say that I did a pretty dang good job.</div>
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<b>Fourth Row, Second and Third Column</b>- My roommates gave me so many surprises on my birthday, including Color Me Mine!</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-81826073059781303302013-07-14T22:56:00.000-05:002013-07-14T22:56:56.524-05:00P.S. I made this.My numero uno goal for this summer was to <u>make</u> a completely new wardrobe. I am starting a new job in the fall (as a sewing class TA!!!) and I really want pieces that are nice and professional for work but also something that I wouldn't mind wearing to school everyday since my shift is between classes. I had a job at the beginning of the summer, before I moved home, that I could only wear a dress to. I love dresses, but I started hating the fact that I <u>had</u> to wear a dress to work everyday; let alone the same dresses over and over. Basically I am trying to create a versatile collection of shirts, skirts, and dresses that I can mix and match better. Also, since I am going to be a sewing TA I thought that I better get to bettering my sewing skills so that when the time comes to actually teach students how to sew difficult things I actually have lots of experience. My goal is to sew at least two new articles of clothing a week! I thought it would be a hard goal to achieve, but I think I should probably bump it up to three! So after that long preface....<br />
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I used <a href="http://butterick.mccall.com/b5817-products-27965.php?page_id=147" target="_blank">Butterick Pattern 5817</a> and it was super duper easy. It took me two days, but that is only because I took many Netflix breaks (catching up on Arrested Development). I made a few adjustments aside from the basic pattern alterations (I added a little length since I am pretty tall). Because I am not a big fan of neck facings (I think that they are a hassel, I am always having to tuck it back into the shirt!) I decided to do a full lining. Why? Quality is probably the biggest reason. I dont want it to fall apart after a couple of seasons. A full lining helps the garment to last. Another reason is that the neck egde looks flatter. Like I said before... I hate it when those facings come out! It is a little bit more pricy and more time consuming to do a full lining but I really think that it makes the garment better all around. If you have any questions about my method I would love to answer any questions and/or tell you how I did it. Just know that I am in no way a pro. I make mistakes ALL THE TIME. Seriously. but that is part of the learning process. Am I right?!<br />
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P.S. Please excuse my silly modeling. Dont have a clue what I am doing...<br />
P.P.S. I'll share shirt one and two laterz.<br />
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Just can't get over this guy. I haven't been able to stop listening to his stuff since the first moment I heard it. I am a huge fan of the oldies already, but his soul-infused records that sound like they came right out of the late 60's make Mayer Hawthorne my lastest obsession.</div>
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Today I had the privilege of photographing my very first wedding. The bride and groom were absolutely adorable and so in love. I am so glad to not only have gotten to take pictures of their special day, but to just be there to witness such a strong and sacred bond. My heart is so full. I was so excited when they asked me to be their photographer but along with the excitement came the nervousness. I have done little shoots for friends (engagements, family portraits, parties, etc.) before but nothing this significant. Nothing this meaningful. Nothing this sacred. I prayed many times that I would at least get some decent photos. One thing that I learned today was that being a photographer is not easy! The lighting (and temperature) conditions were less than ideal. It was flipping hot! and besides the fact that I am pretty sure I was on the verge of having a heat stroke by the end of it, I really surprised myself. I learned that I needed to be assertive. It's hard to get everyone to cooperate! I also learned that while everyone was miserable out in that heat (especially me) I had to put that aside and be happy, fun, and slightly ridiculous. There were times when I looked through my viewfinder all I saw were unhappy faces. I had to crack jokes and basically make a fool of myself in front of a bunch of strangers and friends to get them to remember (or at least look like they remembered) what a happy occasion it was.<br />
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Today helped me to realize a lot of things. As much as I love being behind the camera, I don't think I wan to do this as a career. Or at least the wedding aspect. All my friends keep telling me to start and "on the side" photography business. Don't get me wrong, that is a great idea! but today helped me to realize that photography will always be a hobby for me. I don't mind (and frankly, would love) to photograph for friends and family, but not for a career. For all you professionals out there, you guys are saints. It's not as easy as you make it look. Thanks for being the person to capture so much.<br />
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Congrats Phillip and Damaris!<br />
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Maybe I'll post a couple of the photos I took...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-10383184665983927672013-07-07T23:27:00.002-05:002013-07-07T23:27:35.217-05:00West Coast. Best Coast.Wow. I am literally the worst blogger ever. Besides the fact that I haven't posted in a million years, the last several times I have posted I have promised to blog more often and I haven't. Obviously this isn't my thing anymore.... Regardless, I have a lot that I would like to share with you. No promises though.<div>
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In June I got to go to California for the very first time. A friend was getting married so I spent a week having adventures with friends that I havent seen in what feels like ages while Jess and Keenan were on their honeymoon. Not only was it amazing to get to spend some much needed time with my besties, but it was awesome to get the California grand tour from some true Cali-lovers. </div>
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First stop, Disneyland.</div>
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Disneyland was everything I have ever dreamed of and more. </div>
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It wouldn't be Hollywood without some celebrity sightings. We briefly saw J-Lo and Juno Temple.</div>
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<span style="text-align: center;"> Los Angeles LDS Temple. What a beauty.</span></div>
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Sorry Gulf of Mexico... You dont even begin to compare. (and I can't believe I just said that because I am Texan.)</div>
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Aebleskivers. Even better than expected.</div>
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French waffels in there. Yum.</div>
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Basically it was the best week. I had the time of my life. Thanks Kaity, Andy, Andrew, and Buffy for giving me a wonderful week. Let's do it again soon yeah?</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-37338548048307914022013-05-01T21:40:00.000-05:002013-05-01T21:40:11.495-05:00Insta Life.So I am going to be doing a little bit of catching up for the next little while. Not that I have done anything extraordinary in the past few months, but all those little moments that have occurred mean an awful lot me.<br />
Preface: I began the year by starting a 365 day photo challenge. The goal was to instagram a picture a day for the entire year, but this week I stopped. I am surprised I made it 118 days and only cheated like 3 times! Although I really would have liked to finish, I don't feel bad about quitting. You know that song Mushaboom by Feist? Well my favorite lyric in the song is "Collect the moments one by one. I guess thats how the future is done." I feel like that was my goal, and I think that it was accomplished. So here are a few little moments that I have collected this year thus far:<br />
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<Honorable mentions></div>
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1-3: Painting parties with a couple of my roommates (John is our 7th roommate).</div>
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2-2: Tabby went ice skating for the very first time!</div>
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3-3: It seems as though Macey's was the only place we ever went when we were bored.</div>
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1-1: I love Space Jam</div>
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1-2: That one night that we went in search of a frozen lake to walk on and ended up having a snowball fight in a random parking lot.</div>
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2-3: Chad, Steve, and John did the Sensuous Sandwich Challenge. I still can't believe they ate a two foot sandwich in under a half hour (see 3-1).</div>
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3-3: I made a ton of curried chicken this year. :)</div>
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Carli</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-27054635259564222762013-05-01T01:27:00.002-05:002013-05-01T01:27:36.160-05:00Hello Again.Well, it has been a million years since I have posted anything on this little blog of mine. That actually makes me really sad because I have a lot that I would have liked to share about the past 3 months of my life. Actually there is a lot I would have liked to share from the past 9 months of my life that I never got around to sharing. I have discovered that keeping up with a blog and keeping up with my studies is a hard thing. Not that I am good at keeping up with my studies when I am not blogging...<br />
I feel like my life has been in fast forward. So much has happened in the past year that I can't even begin to tell you all about it.<br />
Since it is finally the summer I decided to try this blogging thing out again. Although, this time I am going to do it a little bit differently. Instead of obsessing over views and followers, content, pictures, and design; I am going to use this space to record anything that I see fit. I am not going to spend hours of my time creating a DIY post or give my blog a facelift every month. My life is changing so much right now that making the commitment to grow a blog just isn't realistic. I can count on one hand how many people actually check my blog regularly that I know of (thanks mom). This used to really upset me, but I honestly don't even care anymore. This space is now going to be a place for me to record my crazy life. I sometimes go back and look at all my old posts and it makes me happy to see how far I have come and to just reminisce a little bit. There is nothing like a little nostalgia, am I right? I'd really like to continue that. So here it goes!<br />
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CarliAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-3505636916406579772013-02-10T19:20:00.001-06:002013-02-10T19:20:54.220-06:00Insta-life.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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-> Snow on campus is so pretty.</div>
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-> I fell in love with this mirror display.</div>
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-> This puppy...so cute...I can't even.</div>
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-> Heaven.</div>
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-> Now & later.</div>
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-> Sometimes I am overwhelmed by how beautiful where I live really is.</div>
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-> Mens volleyball game. So good.</div>
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-> I made valentines day decorations!</div>
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-> I love Taberita.</div>
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-> Little ice cream cup and chocolate milk. Brings me back to elementary school.</div>
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-> Finally got around to painting my nails.</div>
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-> Attempted to recreate Ruby Snap's carrot curry coconut cookie. Not even close... but still good.</div>
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-> Hannah and I love curry. A lot.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-90535721301479779322013-02-07T18:32:00.001-06:002013-02-07T18:32:13.173-06:00Record Tuesday: Birdy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There hasn't really been any exciting things happening in my life lately to be honest, but I have become very much so obsessed with music again. I spend a lot of time with my head phones in as I walk to school, study, take naps in the library, etc. I kinda feel like it gets me through my day. There is just something about good music that releases tension and stress and makes me forget about all the deadlines, classes, and exams that fill my day. Spotify has literally become my best friend. Any free time that I have I am searching for new music, or playing my favorites. I have known about Birdy for a while now, but I hadn't really look much into her music beside her cover of Bon Iver's Skinny Love (which is way good by the way). I am really impressed by the fact that she is only like 15 years old and has that voice. Also, the fact that she does such amazing covers of some of my favorite songs. Her album covers artists like Phoenix (who I am hoping to see in concert this summer), Bon Iver, Fleet Foxes, and the Postal Service amongst others. Don't get me wrong. I am a huge fan of the original songs, but I feel like a good cover compliments the original so much. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-4387973791566264802013-02-04T19:21:00.001-06:002013-02-04T19:21:37.437-06:00Photo A Day.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I decided to do a photo a day challenge and honestly it is not very easy... but I love it! It is hard because most of my days are almost exact replicas of every other day (i.e. sleep, school, homework, dinner, sleep) but this project has really helped me to pick out the little things that were great about those normal uneventful days and even those really eventful days. I have seen some other bloggers posting their January photo a day post and their pictures are really creative and beautiful. It seems as if they are doing the challenge to better their photography skills and strengthen their creativity! It is so awesome! but that's not what my photo a day challenge is about. I am doing it because of what I said before. I want to pick out the little things in each day that were great, inspiring, beautiful, relaxing, etc and take a photo of them. It is nice to look back through the pictures and be able to remember that small little thing that made me happy, rather than all those hard and stressful things I had to do that day. </div>
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I don't know how long I am going to be able to keep it up, but if you want to follow along I am putting all my photos on instagram (typically very late in the evening). Follow me @carlifries84</div>
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It has been a little while since I last shared a song, so when this song came on my Spotify playlist I was just so happy. Spotify is like the best thing in my life right now since I can't afford to buy music these days. My roommates will make fun of me for saying this... but I don't listen to a lot of mainstream music on my own, but living in a college town has forced me to listen to all the songs on the radio. I seriously wasn't aware of Gangnam style until September when I moved here. I feel like that's quite an accomplishment! Now, I don't think that mainstream music is necessarily bad, I just don't really get out of it what I get out of other music. It's as simple as an opinion. With that being said, I LOVE it when musicians experiment with different genres. Basically I think this song is one the best things ever. Thank you Bird and the Bee for your sick ghetto beat...</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-80142117296771571072013-01-29T16:55:00.000-06:002013-01-29T16:55:25.602-06:00Story Time: Epic Fall Montage.For those of you that live in places where it is nice outside, and when I say nice outside I mean anywhere above freezing, I envy you... but after this story you might envy me for the hilariousness that I witnessed this morning... but you will not envy me for being a part of it.<br />
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So you know those epic fall montage videos on youtube that are just too funny? Well that was my life this morning and I am not even kidding.<br />
So this morning I am running late for my 9:00 class. Usually it takes me about 20 minutes to walk to class. Today it took me 40 minutes. Lets just say the weather conditions were less than desirable. As I walk outside this morning I think to myself "Oh look! It's raining! That means that the snow will melt and today will be above freezing!" For the past three weeks I have experienced no temperatures above freezing. Actually the temp hasn't really even gone above 20 degrees for that matter. The point is that I was very happy to be experiencing some "warmer" weather. Then I stepped into the parking lot and my feet slid out from underneath me. Luckily I was able to catch myself. Quickly I realized that all of Provo was covered in a thick sheet of ice and that even walking was terribly hard. I was doing pretty good for a little while because I was walking like a penguin. Then not even 1/4 of the way to my class I fell... and when I say that I fell, I mean that for a mili-second my entire body was in the air. Some guy asked me if I was ok and as I was trying to respond he fell as well. Guys... that was the first of many falls. I fell 6 times and probably saw at least 30 people fall. One of the times I was waiting at a cross walk and when the cross signal came on I slipped and fell and had to wait again. A lady in her car was laughing hysterically at me! At one point I have to walk down this little ramp and I was freaking out. There was nothing for me to hold onto so I started to slowly walk down. Then all of a sudden I was sliding down this ramp and my feet weren't even moving. I bonded with so many people today. People who witnessed me fall, people who I witnessed fall, people who fell with me. I have heard that when disaster strikes people grow closer, and now that I have experienced that first hand, I get it!<br />
Finally I got to class 20 minutes late, soaking wet, and very sore. But the best part is that I have literally been laughing about it all day. At times I will remember a moment and just bust out laughing because in fact that was the funniest morning of my life. I really wish that I would have sat don somewhere and just video taped the whole thing... but since I didn't, I found some instead. Here's a little taste of my morning:<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-91763516914672817302013-01-17T00:47:00.001-06:002013-01-17T00:47:43.296-06:00Insta-life.These are from my last couple of weeks of last semester and of Christmas break. I am almost caught up...<br />
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> Had a slumber party with the roommates. It was the best.</div>
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> Reading day (before finals week) at the library in our pjs.</div>
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> Finals week care package from my parents. They are the best.</div>
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> Thanks for the little reminder bathroom mirror at school.</div>
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> Fortune.</div>
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> Heaven in a box. Ruby Snap Cookies are the bomb.</div>
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> Sewing final project halfway done.</div>
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> My friend Courtney got a little pig for a pet. Hamrietta came over for a visit. You can't really see her in this shot.</div>
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> Had a painting stress reliever evening. I even dressed like a painter.</div>
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> One of my watercolors. Inspired by my everyday view.</div>
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> Salt Lake Temple lights trip.</div>
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> It was snowing like crazy... but so beautiful.</div>
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> Kaylie is the cutest.</div>
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> Train ride to salt lake. Just kept getting snowier.</div>
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> Visiting Hamrietta.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIIUVymH32L9Zc1BcolqkyrTBrm2G5UneEmgvruNHlfvn5T_W6kNzpEnHmszVt2AEzLRM52d2VIab1z8nePSdBVt9x3P7kK2xZi3HQwyv6ejbOhp7Z-Z0tCNgSyDfZUfWkXcD5vhFbydBJ/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIIUVymH32L9Zc1BcolqkyrTBrm2G5UneEmgvruNHlfvn5T_W6kNzpEnHmszVt2AEzLRM52d2VIab1z8nePSdBVt9x3P7kK2xZi3HQwyv6ejbOhp7Z-Z0tCNgSyDfZUfWkXcD5vhFbydBJ/s640/photo+2.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>
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> Finally home in Texas. Got to snuggle this cutie.</div>
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> Humidity= Frizzy hair.</div>
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> Decorating for Christmas while listening to the Kinks greatest hits.</div>
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> Cookie time.</div>
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> So yummy.</div>
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> All he does is sleep and sleep and sleep and eat and be cute.</div>
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> Chili pepper lights.</div>
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> Since I missed Thanksgiving at home, mom made it again for Christmas!</div>
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> New shoes. </div>
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> My brother got a bike for Christmas and of course my dad had to try it out.</div>
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> Looks almost like a book cover.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrDuuV8OtVFD0qq5OrTMPWmyyuqjc4iUPK9U4HLRsgPJ58akI_lg5IX_Q0P21XVGR1Zn-QCIi4dGuU1p7Ync0jQx2UtW9_D0Zfen-nUFlQI1rB-Qx9CB2nnIItrE7NOL7k2-vTc0BuoNMm/s1600/photo+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrDuuV8OtVFD0qq5OrTMPWmyyuqjc4iUPK9U4HLRsgPJ58akI_lg5IX_Q0P21XVGR1Zn-QCIi4dGuU1p7Ync0jQx2UtW9_D0Zfen-nUFlQI1rB-Qx9CB2nnIItrE7NOL7k2-vTc0BuoNMm/s640/photo+1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>
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> New Years!</div>
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> Holly berry headband I made.</div>
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> Homeless man in San Antonio. His sign is halfway true.</div>
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> New sweater.</div>
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> San Antonio temple trip.</div>
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> Hockey.</div>
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> Goodbye Corpus.</div>
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> Learning how to do printmaking at home with my family!</div>
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> Our finished projects.</div>
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> That shirt accurately describes how I was feeling after a long day of traveling. P.S. I made it.</div>
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> Saved my life. I was so hungry.</div>
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Sorry for the overload of pictures. I've been trying to catch up! Soon I will finally get to share what I have been up to lately... Time moves by too fast sometimes.</div>
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Today I donated blood for the first time! After a really bad experience with donating plasma a few years ago, I have been TERRIFIED of needles. Like, I have a hard time watching TV shows like ER where you know they are putting needles in people but you don't even actually see it!<br />
This past summer my dad was diagnosed with cancer. It was probably the scariest thing ever for my family and I. I am happy to say that my dad is now in remission and doing great! I am so grateful for his doctors and the many people who supported and helped him in any way. This includes all the people that donated blood. My dad has received 10 pints of blood donated by people like you and me. That is why I donated today. A little bit of pain for me can make a difference for someone else! and it wasn't even that bad at all!<br />
Please, please, please donate! You can make a difference! If you have never done it before and are terrified of needles, it really isn't that bad. The people are really nice and comforting. Bring a friend with you for some moral support if you need it! The people that you can help are going through so much more than you are when you donate. My goal is to donate blood every 3 months! You can do it!<br />
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CarliAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17086669872915645923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8944749957451651624.post-73346019276413057972013-01-04T14:35:00.000-06:002013-01-06T11:17:36.067-06:00Sponsor Feature: GlassesUSA.com<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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You can even choose several of your favorites and compare them! I fell in love with these:<br />
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Sincerely,<br />
Carli<br />
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