Saturday- A Special Day?

Saturday and I have sort of a love-hate relationship. I love Saturday because I (usually) get to sleep in! (now, when I say "sleep in" I mean, I still wake up at 6:30 because my body just does that...but I get to lay there in my bed and attempt to fall asleep again for 2 more hours. Since I usually don't fall asleep again, I'm freaking tired all day long [reason #1 I hate Saturday] because I just CANNOT sleep in. But, at least I don't have to GET UP early. :))
Plus, my family eats breakfast together! I (usually) don't have to blow-dry my hair because I have time to let it air-dry!
I (usually) have letter-day happiness hangover from Friday :) (p.s. my letter this week was so adorable. I cried when I read it. hahaha. He said SO many cute things. I thought I was going to fall over and die! ;) Oh my I just love that boy. :))
And, on Saturday night I usually party with Kolby. :)

Reasons I hate Saturday: Sleepy ALL DAY LONG.
Mom makes me clean :/
There is SO much to do, yet NOTHING to do... (ie, I could do laundry and homework and scholarship stuff and sew and clean and paint my nails and go places and do my hair fun ways and...the list goes on an on) but I'm too lazy to do any of it. So I just sit here and worry about all the crap I should be doing. haha It's a terrible process :P
And last but not least, I always get that depressed "the weekend is over" sort of feeling on Saturday night. When you are a Mormon, Sunday is not the weekend. Sure, it's a great day to spend with family and going to church, but it is not a day of leisure. And there's like...nothing to do.

Anyway, today is a typical nothing-to-do-but-everything-to-do Saturday. So I'm blogging. :)
Although, earlier today I attempted to write my essay for my leadership scholarship application but that failed miserably. Failed miserably as in...I wrote a few lines and then gave up and went to see Elise at Jamba Juice.

She makes some dang good smoothies. :)

Anyway my essay is coming along nicely.

NOT.

Let's just call this a "work in progress"

In my defense, I'm not 100% sure how they want me to format this...

So I have a reason for not starting yet. :)

I seriously don't want to grow up. Ever. If I have to write some crap-pants essay in order for the richest people in the state to give me money to go to their school, I don't want to live in this world anymore. Like, I just want to get an education. But I don't want to be in debt for the rest of my freaking life in order to obtain that education. I PROMISE I know how to be a leader. This paper could never, ever even begin to describe the experiences I've had being a leader and the things I've learned from it. But I have no idea what to say in this stupid paper. I could SHOW you my knowledge better than I can WRITE it. So this paper can die.

Hahahahaha wasn't the most terrible-est attitude ever? No wonder I don't have a scholarship :P

And thank goodness I'm not applying for diversity. I have no idea what I'd say in that one.... "Uh, I'm different because I dress modestly and try to be honest about the things I do. I hate fighting with people and I think the world sucks. That's why I'm different." Yep. That'd really get me somewhere. adlfkjasldfkjs.

On the bright side, I get to see my sister tomorrow! YAY! :D

And my missionary is the best.

BEST.

Loves<3

p.s. I'm thinking of moving to Alaska this summer to work at a travel lodge right by Mt. McKinley. It'd be such a boss thing to do! But I'm nervous to move that far away. And I have no idea what position to even apply for! Also, I'd probably have to sacrifice doing marching band at the U because band camp is 2 weeks before school starts and I wouldn't want to miss even MORE of the time I'm supposed to be working there. ): But Kayla would be my roomie and we'd have such fun times living together in such a rad place. Moving out for 3 months sure would be an eye opening experience...

We'll see what happens. :)