close encounters of the third kind

today i experience a moment in which i was embarrassed to be a girl.
for the 4th of july, provo puts on a parade on university ave.  the night before is a mad house.  people are camped out all along the street to get a good seat for the parade.  i went to visit an mtc companion along the route.  while i was there, her sister in law jumped in front of some guy walking down the sidewalk and said, "jef!  can i take a picture with you?"  my comp jumped up and said, "it's jef from the bachelorette!"  i don't watch that show so i don't actually care and just sat patiently on the grass when to my horror, a large group of girls, once they realized who my comp and her sister in law were taking a picture with, began to gather around jumping up and down, squealing and waving their hands around like lunatics. i heard comments like, "jef with one f, i love him!"  "oh my freaking gosh, my life is now complete."  oh dear...
every time a camera was put in front of his face he flashed a smile like a pro.  he was totally eating it up.
and now 1/3 of the female attendees new facebook profile pic is that of her with her "new boyfriend" jef.

i wonder if jesus were walking through that same crowd he'd get the same reaction...
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c'est la vie

last week i got a new job and packed up and moved to provo.  it happened fast.  but i'm happy.  i feel like i've been flying by the seat of my pants since i've been home--in ALL aspects of my life.  it is time to take control...
it's as if someone is sending me a message...

in the meantime...here's my latest obsession

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it's the american way...

hmm...i have no explanation. but i have a feeling this picture was my idea.

4th of july 2 years ago, bear lake aka lake+fireworks+rasberry shakes+danger on the waverunner=perfect 4th of july--that's my cousin dougy on the left. he's on a mission in south africa and he gets home october 2nd. i'm so stoked! (p.s. ladies he is single) on the right is my old bff shawn. and the butt belongs to douglas' brother topher. what a weasel.

1. The very best thing about the summer is the 4th of July. parades, fireworks, baseball, bbq. it just doesn't get better than that .

2. My first crush ever was 1st grade = Travis Christensen. one day we stayed in from recess and my friend frankie kissed him, so i decided to as well. didn't want to be left out. .

3. This may sound really silly but i'm like a little kid answering the phone when it comes to checking the snail mail. once i figure out what time the mailman comes to my complex, i'm the first one out the door with the mail key. sad thing is, most of the time there's nothing for me .

4. I squeeze my toothpaste from the end of the tube of course .

5. My absolute favorite "comfort food" is i don't have a comfort food. i have comfort music. sometimes i get the coconut chocolate brownies at pastry pub though. mmmm. i think i'll go get one now .

6. A random fact about me is that my absolute favorite flower is sunflowers and i'm allergic to them. it's so sad. .

7. The one piece of technology that truly makes my life better and I couldn't live without is my iPod. is that really surprising to anyone?

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you'll regret not reading this post...

...well, maybe not cause you won't know what you missed. but trust me, you do not want to miss out on this. it was written by my hilarious little sister, kerri, whose blog is private. which i am sorry for all of you who are not invited to read it because seriously, she is the funniest person i know.
definitions:
ward fhe=family home evening with a big group of single students who attend the same church

"on monday we had a ward FHE. the activity was roller skating. ya totally sweet. me and my roommate dressed up in tight spandex pants and were able to stretch them over our skates, we looked awesome. anyway so we are just having a grand ol' time skating around the track, but im really not so good at skating. we crash a few times trying to go under each others legs, we definitely supplied the entertainment for the night. then i see my roommate talking to a boy she likes but they weren't skating so i decided to go get them to skate. i skated over and as i was nearing the step up that goes off the track i decided to jump. FAIL. i jumped and when i landed i fell flat on my butt. they thought it was so funny and so did i. but it gets better. later i saw a boy from my fhe group who i've known all year, he's a cool kid. DISCLAIMER: he is paralyzed from the waist down. anyway i decided to go get him to skate with me. he is sitting by the bishop and counselor. i skate toward him, and as i am nearing the step up i decide to try and jump again. he sees me coming so he puts his hand out to help me. thats perfect now i wont fall. wrong. i grabbed his hand as i jumped, then as i fell i didn't let go of his hand and i pulled him right out of his chair. yes that is right. the poor helpless kid couldn't really do much since i had a hold of his working limbs. so helplessly he just fell onto the floor with me. i couldn't stop laughing and neither could he. the bishop on the other hand looked at me like i had just caused wwIII or something."

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rotten runklehouse!

i decided to start my weekend adventures early and skip school on friday...i went to turn in my theory assignment early and asked my awesome teacher if i could take the quiz right then. she asked me how long the assignment took me,

"about 25 minutes"

"then you understand this stuff...full credit on your quiz."

i love dr. stitt.

thursday came round and i drove up to provo to climb with my dear friend cody. it was his first time climbing since he's been home from his mission. i'm out of shape too. we each did 4 routes and decided to go up to the bouldering cave. i topped out a problem and (dumb dumb dumb) decided to drop to the floor. the floor is cushioned to prevent injury. but see, when you have an injury that you were recently able to start functioning on, it can still be a little sensitive. turns out my ankle was not ready for that kind of pressure. looks like i'm out another week.

cody...ah, so young...

last night i had a dream i was bouldering and when i reached the top i carefully climbed to the ground.

as dr. stitt would say,

"ROTTEN RUNKLEHOUSE!"

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where did october go?
i'm back in my lame september garb cause it's way too hot to be wearing a cute sweater while i walk to class.
i learned that lesson yesterday...

the sweater was the only thing to make my outfit cute cause i didn't feel like picking out a sensible ensemble. i had a feeling i would regret that decision. by the time i hobbled to my 9 o'clock class i was swimming in sweat and i looked and smelled DISGUSTING. which was sad because in my history class there is this cute boy who i never thought would talk to me (partially cause this boy is in that class with me) but he did. he even gave me his seat last week so i wouldn't have to sit off to the side in the front of the room by myself. and today we started talking about music and he said, "we should totally jam sometime". yes, yes we should. only he didn't ask me for my number. probably because right after he said that he inhaled and got a woof of yeti scented perfume aka me yesterday.

but on the bright side, there is no snow which is fantastic cause i'm still on crutches.

what is your most embarrassing moment in front of someone of the opposite sex?

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free falling

i bought these beauties on saturday...i was thrilled to try them out, so i insisted we go out to the wash today and climb...

i ignored the feeling in my gut--no lie, it said to my brain, "if you go climbing today, you'll go to school on crutches tomorrow"...new shoes, near-perfect weather- there was no way i was letting my unused shoes sit in the box one more day...

on my second attempt at my second problem i had made it as far as the third or fourth move...my right foot was in a great hole, and my left was pressured against the wall with my trusty "stealth" rubber. i was searching for a solid hold for my hands so i could shimmy to the right then complete the climb. i thought i had a good hold, but when i went to move my feet, i fell...i didn't think the fall would be that far. in reality it was only about 4 or 5 feet...but, the crash pad was a few inches away from the rock. the front of my left foot landed on the pad while the back half rolled onto the ground... [these are definitely not my legs, but the ankle bruising/swelling part is pretty darn similar]

one ruthless dirt road, the longest 25 minute drive of my life, and 3 x-rays later, alas, i will be going to school tomorrow on crutches

i've learned my lesson
is there a time you didn't listen to your gut and paid a price?
or did listen and avoided disaster?

been a long time comin'

-i've wanted to every tuesday for the last 6 weeks
-i came too close for comfort last week
-and today, after much tribulation, my eyes welled up-- and at the question, "am i going to make you cry?" i cast my eyes to the floor, and for the first time in my life, i bawled in a voice lesson...
my teacher made me feel a little better when she said, "if my voice coaches were paid extra for every time i cried in a lesson, they'd be rich"
...she was really nice to me the rest of the lesson
has a teacher ever made you cry?

the make-yourself-feel-better while kelzone is the butt-of-your-joke-for-today post

since my mom was kind enough in her post about me to NOT embarrass me, i thought i'd give you some sort of insight into the daily embarrassing occurrences which i tend to shrug off and laugh at myself for...when you can laugh at yourself life becomes so much easier and a little less humiliating...anyway, here goes:
from 12-12:30 there is no one in the comp. pool except a couple of lap swimmers. so the two guards occassionally have conversations through our megaphones...well, yesterday jen and i were doing just that. we both looked down and saw a man floating there on his back completely limp. we laughed cause it looked really funny, but when he didn't move after about 15 seconds we started to get a little nervous. i got down from the guard chair and jen stood in hers. the man was floating toward the lane line, so i decided if his head hit the lane line and he didn't react that i would take action. well, he didn't even move a muscle and my heart started pounding. jen started yelling "sir! sir!" and i jumped in--well, i wasn't holding the slack of the guard tube so it wrapped around the ladder and i had to swim back and get it...then i swam to the man, and right when i got to him he moved. i said "are you okay sir?" he said, "oh, sorry, ya i was just relaxing." when he got out we noticed he had ear plugs in his ears.
as if that wasn't embarrassing enough...there are windows from the workout room above that look down on the comp pool. when i walked out to my car after work i had a text message from my friend jenelyn that said "Hey good job in the pool today! Way to be on top of things...too bad that guy didn't really need saving:) love ya" (ya, thanks for the "love ya" part jen)- that means people actually saw it.
then today during swimming lessons my friend nalu thought it would be funny to have all of his students jump in the lane below and pretend like they were passive drowning victims...hilarious
as long as i'm embarrassing myself, this is the only time you'll ever see me in a cheer uniform

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