2011? My name is Aubri

So there is nine more hours of 2010. Holy flip.



My resolution(s) you ask?



1) Be 115 lbs, awkward? Yes.

2) Do not procrastinate

3) Get either 7'6" or 8 ft in polevaulting

4) Write 3 songs on the piano

5) Get my permit and license


I'm glad 2010 is almost over, it's been rough. But hey, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. I hope everyone has a wonderful New Years celebration. Go party, but not too much...

I'm gonna give all my secrets away...

Not Really. That's just in the song "Secrets" by OneRepublic ("It's too late to apologize, it's too laaaate *eh eh*"...recognize them?)

So a lot has been on my mind but there is really nothing to write about.

2011 is literally around the corner...it's pretty crazy!! It's weird to think that I'll be a senior next year and be graduating to NAU or BYU in 2012...which according to my calculations....is the next year!

2010 has been good to me. The trials were worth it, I've grown so much from them. I don't care what people think of me anymore, I've healthier and I look past people's mistakes. I just don't honestly care anymore (well I care about life still...I'm not suicidal- I pinky swear). I love my friends more and more each day and boys don't have cooties!!! I'm 16 now, so I have to say that. :) I love you all and I am so thankful for the many laughs we've had.

Cur-is-mus

Clothes

DAVID ARCHULETA CHRISTMAS CD *drool*

Eclipse poster and movie

Money :)

Despicable Me -WOO!-

Itunes card

Scripture markers AND stickers (Chyeah be jealous!)

CANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D

Oh....drum roll please....

A LAPTOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh happy day!!

11 hours

In exactly 11 hours...

Santa will be flying with his reindeer (Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Donner, Blitzen, Cupid, Comet, Vixen and Rudolph.... in case, you didn't know.) to each of our houses.

I don't know about you buuuut I'm pretty excited.

Their gone!!

Well, my two teeth are officially gone! On Tuesday, I spent the whole day pacing and waiting for 3 to come. And of course, it did. My dad came and we drove to my dentist, I sit there...almost about to burst into tears. "What if the numbing doesn't work?" "How badly do the shots hurt?" blah blah blah. We pull up and I'm taking ginormous breaths. Oh bytheway, my dentist is legit and amazing in everyway. Anywho, so he can obviously tell that I'm terrified of shots. So he puts numbing gel everywhere BEFORE he puts the shot in. What a nice guy.

By the time the shots begin, I'm totally calmed down. When he was putting it in the roof of my mouth, I BARELY felt it.

Don't I look HOT? :)

Wanna see something gross??

Hahahahaha! I warned you!

These were in my face, yeah...I bled a lot.

No more tuesdays...or no more tomorrow.

There's explanation. I promise.

After tomorrow, I will no longer have 2 of my teeth. I will be numb-ified and then they will hook me up to a four wheel and blast up the speed and before they do that, they'll tie me down so this will be effective...but anywho, then POP! The teeth will be YANKED out of my skull.

Oh joy.

-insert hysterical cry here-

I turned into a little kid for about....a whole night.

Last night...or would it be this morning? Well anywho, about 3:30am I woke up from literally the most terrifying dream I've ever had. And i'm seriously not joking. I woke up and I didn't move cause I felt like I was going to be attacked. It was dark (well duh) and I was shaking, I didn't know what to do! So I sang a couple primary songs out loud, then a couple hymns and then I said a prayer...well, it didn't really help. Well it did because I asked what to do and I had a feeling I should go to my parent's room. I'm still shaking right? Right. So I book it to my parent's room and I wake up my dad, I burst into tears. I ask if we can go read scriptures and/or if he could give me a blessing annnnnnd if I could sleep in the bed with them. By my heavy breathing and crying voice, my mom is now wide awake. My dad is very confused, "Can we just say a prayer?" He gives me a hug and now I'm practically hysterically crying. So we go down on our knees and we all pray and then I hop into bed with them. I literally cuddle with my mom and she rubs my back for about 30 minutes. But I'm not tired, I'm terrified...my heart is still racing and every noise I hear, I feel like I'm about to get eaten...but I wasn't. Because I was in between my mom AND my dad.

Double Whammy.

I love my parents.

Just The Way You Are - Bruno Mars Piano Cover

Besides Jon Schimidt, he is my hero also. I need to learn this song!!!!!

Oh look, there's a knife in my back...

So today was one of those days where one thing goes wrong...

...and then another thing happens...

......and then your told something else.....

.........THHHEEENNN something breaks........

.............and then people look at you funny.........

Well, I hope you get my drift.

I'm thankful for those people in my life who let me cry into their laps, go along with it and rub my back, who stick up for me, who hug me and threaten me to smile, who want to talk about what's going wrong and would do anything in the world to fix it, and those who know who I am and what I stand for.

I feel like my friends are literally my second family...my brothers and sisters, I would do anything for them because they all deserve it and so much more!

So, here's my explanation for that deep-ocity: today was like getting kicked in the shins with a steel tipped boot. We had a choir performance at an old people rotary golf club, I was upset before buuuut of course, from the explanation before, it gets worse. So I cannot contain my stinkin' tears afterwards, and I'm thankful that Livvy and Liz Gunnell were right there because....well....I really didn't want to look crazy. I just burst...literally... But that was when I realized that holy crap, I'm loved. I get yelled at on the bus and 3 of the people sitting by us back me up from Honor Choir. Heck yes. I appreciate those people so much...

Then I have this one friend who literally knows what to do whenever a girl is sad (he's a boy) and he's good at it!!!!!! I was bombarded by hugs by him. Bless you sir.

Also the posts on FB can actually really help you out with life. Some of my Honor Choir buddies posted some things that made me smile in about 1 millisecond.

So yeah, friends are amazing. Pick them wisely though!!! :)

Winter Formal.

Joy. Comedy. Explosion of Happiness.

Yeah, that sums up Saturday.

Okay, the beginning of Saturday starts off like this; panic...pure, sweet panic. Being THAT nervous probably took second place on "Aubri's Nervous-ness Scale." I got the bout and it turned out BEAUTIFULLY by the way. My sister did my hair and it turned out gorgeous!

And then, I was on my way to Olivia's house so we could start picking up our dates. That was the moment I started, literally, shaking. We pull up to Todd's house first and Livvy goes inside. Jessica and I are still in the car, I ask Jessica if we can say a prayer that we can calm down. So we do, it sorta works. We pull up to Jacob's house, and that's when I start shaking again. (Don't

ask why, because I honestly have no idea why.) I go into his house...let's just say I epicly FAILED at putting that darn bout on him. I guess since I was shaking so badly, that didn't help

too much. I'm glad Sis. Peterson was bout "savvy" and saved me from further embarrassment :)

We then headed off to pictures (I'll have those up once I get them) and let's just say, Jacob and I know how to simply make each other laugh. "Poop". Are you laughing? You should, because it's funny. But of course, that wasn't the only thing. But prayers work! I seriously was so happy and felt completely comfortable. We also probably quoted about 6 movies....yeah, be jealous!

Then we were headed back to Olivia's for the most heavenly dinner EVER! And it was absolutely gorgeous!! Jacob was so polite and made sure I was okay...even though I asked him. Um, best date ever? Indeed. After dinner, we all had a change of plans before we went to the dance. Temple Lights!!! And we had 2 missionary experiences (SCORE!) and we even watched a missionary blow our minds with magic. Legit. We also looked at the Nativity displays and the Book of Mormons, and I was surprised of how many people were there on their Winter Formal dates. Psh? Dance? I'm going to the Temple. :)

Well, so much for that witty last sentence. Because we ended up going to the dance for about an hour and a half. But it was bloody hot! And Jacob was in a sweater pull over so that explains it, but it was so much fun!! But before we arrived to the gym...I witnessed something in the car that broke my heart. *sigh* My corsage broke! And then it broke even more at the dance!!! I felt SOOOOO bad!!!! It was SO gorgeous and amazing in every way...and then it just died!

After the dance, we went to Jenni's house for dessert (chocolate cake). Heaven!!! And Jacob needed to be home by 11:30 so we loaded up and drove everyone home.

Now, TODAY. (Tuesday) Jacob is doing an Eagle Scout Project where he needs donations of toys, jackets, jeans...the whole sha-bang. I had like a bunch of books so I text him asking if that's alright and he says heck yes. :) I get home from school and then it's about 9:30ish (it's like 10:30pm now) when he comes by with his sister Hannah (who I adore in every way) to pick the books up. Earlier he told me he had something to give me...hmmm....(Oh, just you wait.) Anywho, fast forward! He comes to my door...this kid bought me ANOTHER corsage. Another, brand spankin' new corsage.

Seriously?!

I just adore life right now and him and his sister and my friends and...yeah. Holy FAH-LIPPIN' cow! I'm still in a happiness shock. Who goes out of their way, even when Winter Formal is already done, to go buy something for someone else to make up for what happened?? (Well, Jacob. But still.) I'm absolutely happy and joyful in every way right now. Is it obvious? :)

Excited??? ehh, a little ;)

So. Today is December 1st. Which means, 24 more days til CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!

And 3 more days til WINTER FORMAL!!!! You have NO idea, absolutely NOOOO idea how nervous I am. And I'm going with one of the coolest, amazing people I know....why am I so nervous? Hmm...the thoughts of wardrobe malfunctions, spilling food on myself, completely embarrasing myself on my first dance worries me just a tad. But I am super DUPER excited to go with him (Jacob Peterson). And my group of epic-ocity consists of Livvy and Todd, Jenni and Randall, and Jessica and Nick. Holy flip it's gonna be FUN!!!

Our Christmas tree is up and runnin'!! We have about 7 presents under it so far....yeah, I'm JOYFUL!

I tried out for a quartet solo group thing in choir on Monday...I almost died. But that builds character, yes? I didn't get it because I'm a junior and maybe for other reasons but psh, if I got it. I would have SERIOUSLY died.

Happy, Just...happy. Day two and day three haha

There are a couple things I'm grateful as the last two days have past...

1) Throat drops and cough drops *I have a terrible cold :)*

2) Brownie Mix- I made two batches of brownies yesterday for my friends....my blood stream has a crap load of brownie mix in it... gross. But delightful :)

3)the Piano- it kept me from kicking a few people and commiting genocide on Monday :)

4) FOOD. Nuff said.

5) My guy friends- they handle things like men (HA HA). And they are the first to notice that I'm having a bad day. It's weird but they don't leave me alone til I'm happy. I'm bombarded with hugs and "BE HAPPY" everytime! Oh joy. :)

-Don't get me wrong, I love my friends that are girls...buuuuut that day I was especially thankful for the manly men in my life :)

Thankfulness and Food- Day One

Hello world! (Or mom and dad...the only people who read this- HAH!)

Since this week is Thanksgiving- the holiday with the most food -everyday this week I will write something I'm grateful for.

But first I need to tell you about my WONDERFUL date with my best buddy, Sir

Jacob Black. What did I learn from this date? Go on a date with your best friend, you will seriously have the time of your LIFE!

Anywho, we doubled with my sister and her lover. We did a picture scavenger hunt on Main Street and kicked my sisters TRASH! Well, only because they did like 5 on the list and then sat by SweetCakes (the place we were suppose to meet at). But still...we are still the "wheeners.."

Aren't we just great? I mean come on! Look at us! Happiness and absolute insanity! :)

We even met Jimmy

from Jimmy Eat World! One of the things we had to do was find

someone who was Westwood Alumni and what do ya know?! We find one of the

coolest people in the world!

But nothing beats the epic-ocity of this picture.

Now, the thing I'm grateful for:

Today I'm grateful for good friends who keep me in line. I'm thankful for those people who know how to have a good time and to laugh at anything. I love my friends with all my heart. I love being around them and they truly shape me into something great. I wouldn't be the person I am today without them.

**The Things I've Learned**

1) Poop is a funny word to laugh at

2) To not care what other people think because in reality, your a babe.

3) I can do ANYTHING!

4) Heavenly Father loves me.

5) My friends are my second family...just more crazy.

6) Laugh at ANYTHING.

7) I have a good sense of humor :) :)

So I thank you my friends for keeping me alive. I sure love you ALL!!! :)

I'm in love...

Don't worry. I'm not in love with a man.

I'm actually in love with the piano. (Scared ya, eh? haha)

Yes, a lifeless object. But hey, I can actually vent on the piano and it does tell me to shut up (or other things.) It just sits there and let me play it for hours on end.

Saturday, I played it for 3 hours straight. Yeah, my fingers ALMOST died. But I only played for 3 hours, so they were okay :)

This last week I played a total of 18 hours. Epic? Oh yes INDEED!

I just met my hero...

Today, November 11 2010...I went to the most wonderful thing- The Mindy Gledhill Concert.

And guess who was "conducting" it?! Stephanie Nielson AND Mr. Nielson. Yeah. My heroes were there! Stephanie is SUCH an inspiration in my life, she burned more than 80% of her body in an airplane crash. The pilot died (I actually met a sophomore who was the daughter of the pilot, and goes to my school) and Mr. Nielson got pretty burned up too. He actually broke his back and pulled Stephanie out of the plane. When I went to go take this picture, I almost collapsed. I

read her blog and have ALWAYS wanted to meet her. And HEY! I did :) She is so sweet and caring!

So as you can see, these people are AMAZING! And Mindy Gledhill has an AMAZING voice and

hacking hilarious! I also got a picture with THE Mindy Gledhill. She was so funny and patient

with everyone begging her for pictures ;) Hey, I was one of them...just like Stephanie Nielson.

So this night, I will NEVER forget!

Oh. Brittany is engaged :) To Mr. David Garza. :) Happy DAY!

The Start of it All....

Well, I've done it! I've been on my first date!

The grade I give it.......*drumroll please!* A +++

Oh my golly gee willikers. That seriously was the funniest thing EVER! I went with Sir Hyrum Layton. And he is the most legit young man EVER! Jacob Black, Jenni Merril, JessicaNae Fuller, Wesley Burnham, Jordan Brimley and Mary Jarman went also :)

We made HOMEMADE waffles and *wait for

it*.......Butter.Cream.Syrup.

Yeah BE jealous.

Then we ate outside and were almost attacked by ravenous ducks. But Hyrum saved the day ha-ha. Anywho, then we played Kick-the-Can at Westwood because, well, we are rebels of COURSE! And that has gotta be the most fun game man has made. So, we went back after we almost died from laughter and exhaustion. We also played Duck Duck Goose (THAT failed miserably) and then we play "Ding-a-ling Tag." Let's just say, Wesley Burnham struggles with that game. He ran into 6 trees...and a pole. Poor Poor Wesley. After that, we played Missionary Tags- Epic. That's all I really need to say!

But like I said, this date was an EPIC win!

ALSO! I got answered back for Winter Formal. My reaction? A little scared but oh so very joyful in the end.

"Aubri, why in the world were you so scared?"
Well, on a Sunday night (around 9:30pm), I was about to get ready for bed and I hear this loud BAM BAM BAM on my front door. I ask my dad to go answer it since you know, I feel like I'm about to get shot by some stranger. He tells me not to worry

about it. And so I answer the door and this man is standing there in a gray suit and asks, "I have a package for Aubri Winsor?" That's obviously me, so I say thanks and I open it. THERE'S THE SHIRT! So I panic (in a good way, weird) and I rush over to the tub and I wash the HECK outta it. And "I'd be honored" was left. :)

Oh this is GRAND!

Well, the countdown is over. I am 16.

ANNNND I have my first date in 2 weeks! *bites nails* Let's just say I'm freakishly nervous even though he is super duper legit. And he is a BOY -gross-. :) We are apparently going Slip-n-Sliding? I think. He hasn't really told me yet. Oh well. I'm excited.

Obviously, I am over the border. I have returned from the land of the beyond, burned and not smelling like rotting fish (YAY not). I had a GRAND time!! I went snorkeling with my padre and Miss Natalie Lewis. :) We didn't get shot, stolen or killed. I was sung to on my birthday by a mariachi band....I ate a dang load of shrimp (Which was divine) and I saw a sting ray...A WILD ONE! *gasp* My dad and I went snorkeling early in the morning (Okay, 9 AM is early for me.) for my birfday, we were doing great and my dad about 4 feet away from and of course swimming towards it absentmindedly (I sound oh so smart!). So I'm screaming under water (HEY! HEY! HEY! STINGRAY!) and of course, it comes out mumbling...but at least I got his attention! So he sees it, it "raises" from the sand and starts swimming away...-sigh- then my dad starts chasing after it. Ugh, boys.

Well, I got triple combination scriptures, a brand SPANKIN' new CTR ring, a dang load of silly bands (That's marvelous), OH'S CEREAL! (My life was complete at that point in time), Work and the Glory, umm, and an itunes card...I think that's it. :)

We also went quading! I'm gonna have my 1 minute conceited session right now, I'm pretty FAH-LIPPIN legit for getting back on a quad after my accident 2 years ago. And let's just say...I was beastin' it. I only got stuck once, and Natalie...a little more than once :) :) Gotta love her :D

That's it so far....I'm NOT dead...I promise :)

hold in the excitement...trying, hard...ugh. OKAY! :)

I'm going to try to say this calmly. -clears throat- -breathes in and out-

I'M TURNING 16 IN 8 DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*saifhsdjfhshh dies*

Now that I got that out of my system....should I update you on life?! HECK YES! (<---that's what you are suppose to say)

Anywho, October Break is coming up in what, a week? My parents and I are going to Mexico for that whole time during my birfday. I'm having mixed feelings...oh well!

Also, I just want to say that I am in love with Honor Choir. It is SO amazing and I love everyone in it!! Even those who I want to choke and throw into a blender....but we won't talk about them. :) ANYways, the concert went surprisingly well. And I am not exaggerating the surprisingly part....at all. Even though when we listened to the recording...it sounded horrible but I just keep telling myself it's the recorder.

So I am turning 16 (obviously) so you know what that means? Yeah. Dates. Boys. We've had this conversation, but I'm getting nervous for it. I mean, yeah, I do get along a lot better with my guy friends but now I have to date them?! WHATS GOIN' ON!!!! Well, Westwood's Homecoming was on the 25th of September. I couldn't go (once again...obviously) and I was already thinking of who I was going to ask to Winter Formal because it's December 4th and I'M ABLE TO GO! AND BE SOCIAL! :) So with a great help from my awesome friend Hannah, I asked Jacob Peterson. Yes, I'm not 16 but I WILL be soon :)

I regret not taking pictures of it, but I got a HUGE white t-shirt and wrote "Will you go to Winter Formal with me?" in permanent marker on the front. Then I wrote a BUNCH of girls names on the back with washable marker and then I wrote my name in permanent (Are you catching on? If not, go ask an adult...). So during this whole thing, I'm EXTREMELY nervous. I have no idea why, me and Jacob are pretty tight. But oh my gosh, I was like freaking out, "What if he opened the door while I was putting the box (I put it in a box with some reeses) on the doorstep?!" But it worked out fine, I will write more news later....once the new news comes. :)

One of those days.

Wow, it's one of those days.

My whole goal this year is to be completely happy. I want to look at life in a positive manner....WEEEEEELLLLLL that's REALLY hard when you're day was as crappy as mine.

1. I'm taking Psychology, A-hour....at 6:45 am. How in the world is person suppose to function that early, while taking a college level class?!! And I do not (and I repeat) DO NOT understand anything...at all. My teacher frustrates me, I fail every test and quiz because the teacher tells us there is a quiz/test either; That day, the next day or in 5 minutes. And it's the first time we ever hear of this test.

2. So this is the effect of number one. I have math, 1st hour. And bytheway I hate crying. SOOOO I go to my 1st hour and I want to just breakdown but I can't because people are around me. So I calm down through math and then I go to English, I start thinking about it again and BAM my lip starts quivering and my best friend sees me and I walk faster away. My best friend is a guy and that's like my number one thing that I hate; boys must NEVER EVER NEVER EVER see me cry. Anywho, I go to my English (2nd hour) class and I sit down. But this teacher is really cool and also I just needed to vent. So I ask her if it's "humane" (I didn't use that word...it just sounded cool) for a teacher to give a test that day, the next day or in 5 min...without telling us before (like a week). And she thinks and she is really hesitant, "I can tell you're upset." Good, she's starting to see where I'm at in life....and she says, "Well teachers teach different ways and...well, yeah, that isn't recommended." And she keeps going and I feel kinda bad because when she stops, i say," 'Kay thanks.." incredibly fast and I go sit down. I almost start crying again and I pull out a book...and I take 500 breaths.

Sooooo, yeah. That was my Friday. Sorry for the overload of venting depression-ness. :) :) :)

Announcement :)

IN exactly 27 days I will be 16.

Me. Old.

FINALLY!!!

I will finally have the oppurtunity to say "I'm 16" without people FREAKING OUT because their gonna die before me I am younger than them.

Oh, and dating. Forgot about that ;) Too be honest, I am really nervous. I have to go to places....with boys?! What happened to them having cooties?! ....gross....

Scariest Thing this week

I had to get surgery on August 26th. Let's just say, this has got to be the 3rd most scariest thing ever that I've done in my life. It was an outpatient surgery so I got to go home right after. So on Wednesday (the day before) I got my bloodwork done and that wasn't as bad, I barely felt it. And I had to...ummm...release certain liquids, into a cup, twice. Because yeah. I'll just leave it at that.
ANYWHO! So I go to school on Thursday, STARVING. They wouldn't let me eat 8 hours before. No water, food...NOTHING! I had to skip out on Choir and Seminary that day AND Friday :( My two favorite classes, BUMMER! But we go to the hospital and by then, I'm literally freaking out. I listened to Don't Stop Believein' by Journey and Your the Voice by John Farnham, to boost my confidence of course :) And mind you, this hospital is almost an hour away. So we make it to the hospital and register, that wait to be called in is probably the second most scariest part. So lets rewind to lunch that day,

REWIND!

So I'm sitting there and dying for starvation, also my heart is about to jump out of my mouth. But my friend Liesl opens her hand and gives me a cow shaped rubber band. Seriously, that is the nicest thing ever! First off, me and Liesl sometimes weren't on the same track to begin with. But I learned something, don't let things get to your head because everyone is there for you...no matter what. Let's just say that rubber band calmed me down a bit...

FAST FORWARD!!!

So they call us in and that's when I start freaking out, but I don't show it...well, I was shaking too much. The nurses are really nice by the way (foreshadowing!!) and she helped me by giving me my...*cough cough* gown.. and I had to release certain liquids AGAIN into a cup. LAME! But anywho. She puts me and my mom into our room and I lay down on my bed (which was absolutely amazingly comfortable!) and goes "Alright! I'll go get your IV!" Let's clear something up first, I DREAD needles. Like HAAATE them with an infinite amount of hate. So not only are my arms shaking but my legs are twitching like all of a sudden I have some muscle disease! So the nurses tell me "You need to relax EVERYTHING! Arms, eyes, feet, toes, chest..." On and on. She was really nice, don't get me wrong...but how in the HECK am I suppose to do that when I can't stop shaking?!?! Anywho, she explains to me that if I don't relax, they won't be able to get through my skin because your skin actually gets harder when you get nervous and my veins are harder to find. I tried SOOOOO hard! I'm not even kidding!!! Now, numbing medicine is suppose to help you not feel pain yes? Not in this case, guess how many times they had to try to get the IV in me? Just guess...

***4 times!!!***

Now let me remind you, this is Step 1) numbing medicine Step 2) IV....so I was stabbed 1...2....8 times!!!! And that numbing medicine is literally getting stung by a bee, the nurse even described it like getting stung by a bee. Now the IV isn't some dinky little needle, it could pass as a crocheting hook! So I have 4 big holes in my arm and if I feel around, I can feel where the put the numbing medicine. Oh and they didn't have the paperwork of my bloodwork being done the day before so they did it again...so I have 10 holes in me. WOO! By the second time, I'm in tears. I want this to be done with. They are switching up arms, putting all kind of needles in me. So Nurse Jimmie (pretty much legit!) sings some funny songs to me. Um, pretty much the most legit nurse ever! This calms me down a lot to be honest and then on the 4th time, she switched to the left arm and tries again, I'm relaxed! The hellish experience is OVER!!!!! YAY!

So I wait there in bed, watching Ellen with my mom. Dr. Giali (my surgeon) comes in and tells us what she needs to do and how long it will be. She is so nice and amazing, also hackin' hilarious. And another nurse comes in who is also very nice and puts the anesthetics in my IV and I say goodbye to mom. She tells me I'll start feeling tired in 10-15 seconds...wow. I was expecting minutes, nope! Seconds. She wheels me in to the operating room and checks up on me to make sure I'm awake. I switch to the operating table, a little more tired...gotta keep awake. Well, let's just say all I remember of those last moments were "Alright everyone..." and I was OUT! Gone! And then BAM! I was back in the room with a breathing mask on. It was done THAT FAST! Only an hour? it felt like 6 seconds. And the only thing I said "I have to go to the bathroom." And that darn nurse would not let me! :) And I had to go, BAD! Worse thing after surgery. And I was soooo tired, I wanted to stay and sleep because to be honest, those beds are 1000 times more comfy then mine at home.

But let's just say, I'm happy to be alive and that Heavenly Father protects me through anything. I knew he was there with me during the IV scandal and surgery. Even though he was with me through the IV problem, I never ever NEVER EVER want to go through that again :)

A boy and a girl :)

This is a new song we are going to sing in Honor Choir, it's ridiculously beautiful. But the lyrics...whoa. Awkward!!!

A Boy and a Girl by: Eric Whitacre
Stretched out
Stretched out on the grass
A boy and a girl
Savoring their oranges, giving their kisses
like waves exchanging foam.

Stretched out
Stretched out on the beach
A boy and a girl
Savoring their limes, giving their kisses
like clouds exchanging foam.

Stretched out
Stretched out underground.
A boy and a girl.
Say nothing, never kissing.
Giving silence for silence.

It's acapella (aka no piano or organ...NOTH-AN'!) We sight-read it and oh my gosh...my chills got chills...then those chills got goosebumps.

It's also the song playing on the blog :) :)

My dear friends :)

I would just like to inform the world that I, AubriAnna, have the most legit friends EVER!

Why? I have been happy everyday ever since the first day of school. THAT is crazy but possible (obviously.) But the most recent thing that made me absolutely happy is when I hung out with 4 of my friends; Todd Leavitt, Jacob Peterson, Olivia Gunnell and Courtney Odom. I was invited to Todd's by Jacob, so I go over there after running a mile and not bothering to take a shower. (They know I smell....not really, I didn't smell at all actually...) ANYWAYS! We watched Taken because Jacob is deprived, not really. So we watched that and I've got to admit..Liam Neeson is pretty much the coolest dad ever in that movie (even though my dad is like 1000 plus 1 times better). But that movie is slightly disturbing...but epic. So anyways, after the movie we played....wait for it.....*drum roll*...TWISTER! Yes twister..the game of almost snapping wrists and ankles. Probably the most funniest thing, especially when you don't even use the spinny thing and you make up your own stuff....torturing Todd and Jacob :) Muahaha. But of course they TRIED getting me back, tried. I'll give them that. It was just funny as I was laughing my guts out, Jacobs yelling "HURRY UP!" and Todds just literally dying from laughter. Then when it was the girls turn, they just failed miserably lets just say.
But the best part was me and Livvy trying to teach them how to do a handstand...and how to spot each other. You'd think they would get it, they were FAR from getting it. When Todd tried and Jacob tried spotting him, Jacob caught his feet buuuut Todd was basically doing a wheel barrel. "Am I doing it?!" "No Todd! You're not even up!" hahahaha!!! Same with Jacob, let's just say Boys fail. :) :)

Aw the Joys of being a Junior

So I ended my second day of being a Junior today. OH boy. I have NEVER EVER been so happy and cheerful on the first two days of ANY kind of school in my LIFE! I have SO many friends in my classes. Annnnnd.....

I LOVE HONOR CHOIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So now that I have that out of my system...HAH! It will NEVER come out of my system!! I LOOOVE that class!!! I get to have fun and sing with the greatest friends in the world!!!! Especially when your guy friends are in there...now that I think about it, I have to sing in front of them. OH WELL!

Second favorite class? SEMINARY OF COURSE! I have Bro. Jardine and it's his first year at Westwood. He is LEGIT! I have so many friends and new friends in that class.

So Westwood has not only new sophomores but new FRESHMAN! They are the most scared, cute little things in the WORLD! You know when your looking at a freshman when they have their schedule and map clenched in their hands. Oh and their shaking, I have yet to see that. But I have so many new small buddies. I feel so big and knowledgeable when I see them.

I'm taking Psychology A hour....6:45AM...MORNING. NOOO! The only upside is that every Wednesday, we don't have A Hour and school starts at 8:30. YAY! SLEEP!

Well, I just needed to update that I was safe and not beaten up by under classmen. :)

Few Memories of delightful Summer

Up and at 'em, early in the morning waiting for Jacob to wake up :)

Jacob Peterson's 16th Surprise Breakfast Birthday Party

Reuniting at the beginning of summer and playing Speed. Oh Marianne :)

Mmmhmmm...yummy.

The all famous "Taylor Lautner Dedication" Party

Seeing Inception with my sister Missy and having my brain explode

Drag racing with 7 people in the back of a small truck. We live on danger :)

Attempting to TP but ending up rubber banding someone's yard :) And getting bored in Wal Mart

The flour fight at Jessica Fuller's Birthday.

Girl's Camp fever (includes exhaustion and overload of the spirit...and hyper-ocity)

Playing SPAZ at Girls Camp (GO YCL'S!)

Dad's 51st Birthday :)

TPing Liesl's House, because that's what we do.

Ohhh Summer :)

In 6 hours and 35 minutes, I'll be a Junior at Westwood. Oh boy oh boy.

As I was walking on the campus, maping out my classes....I felt like the BIG Kah-who-nah...however you spell that. I'm a junior, me. The girl that is 5'2 and a half and still 15. I'M IN HONOR CHOIR!!! HOLY COW.

The few things I'm excited for:

1) Honor Choir...yeah, I'M a singer. Me. Aubri. Winsor. Weird. Periods. Everywhere :)

2) Freshies and sophies, to beat upon of course.

3) Booing out freshies and sophies at pep rallies :) Lowering self confidence :) WOO!

4) MY FRIENDS!! :D Oh how I miss them :)

5) Seminary, perfect way to get rid of the world

6) POLEVAULTING!!! 7 feet this year :)

7) Honor Choir traditions (hopefully the new teacher will keep them) and Honor Choir Trip!!!

8) New Senior friends :) :)

Here I come Junior year, don't hurt me too much :)

Amazing Blog :)

Yeah, that blogger isn't me! (Weird...I know)

www.nieniedialogues.blogspot.com

This woman is amazing, her whole family is amazing. Her name is Stephanie Nielson. Her and her husband were in a TERRIBLE plane accident...leaving her with more than 82% of her body burned. Her posts are amazing, inspirational and make you feel just plain happy for life. Even though her body is one big scar, she is so beautiful!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KHDvxPjsm8E

This is her story, touching and inspirational. Just watch it. Oh, and have a box of tissues near by :)

Taylor Lautner Dedication Party

Oh man... It first started with a book...then another one and then Team Edward or Team Jacob (Go Team Jacob) and then another book...and then it ended with a baby. (You need to read the books if this doesn't make sense.) And then -sigh- the movie Twilight came out. Possibly the most HORRIBLE movie (besides Nim's Island) ever made by man...well, woman. But the sad thing is, I was so obsessed with the books, why not watch the movie 600000 more times to the point you have it memorized? Then New Moon came out...oh man oh man. The manly man who plays the werewolf Jacob Black is named Taylor McSteamy Lautner....just without the McSteamy. Probably the most attractive young man ever...but not the best actor.

So the party, my dear friend Natalie Lewis invited me to this party and I just thought, "Oh no, a fight will break out and I will have to go home terrified by screaming, Ab-obsessive girls." It got close but it didn't happen ;) I had the best time EVER! And my dear Natalie, oh man. "We are having chinese food because that's his favorite food...and mexican is his second." ON AND ON AND ON AND ON (strangers, waiting...up and down the boulevard) <---sorry...I had to do it Anywho, it was amazingly hilarious! She had a life size card board cut out of him and pictures EVERYWHERE. I mean...he's a babe so there is no problem with that...right? So we did have chinese food and chocolate cake (because Cake Batter icecream is his favorite..oh gosh) and it was amazing. We had to also see who could draw him the best, lets just say I WON! Yeah, when you draw him in his werewolf form- you can win anything. Pink Powerade...oh the sweet sweet victory. Then we had a trivia, quiz thing...bombed that...well, if you miss 3, does that count as "bombing"?

Then we watched New Moon since of course he is in 90% of the time. And I think the funniest thing that was said during the movie is "If I were a Vampire, I would have ADHD and Tourettes." I died from laughter.

And yes, I took pictures of him during the movie any chance I got.

I think he totally destroys the conceptof "six pack"...it's more like "Hey look at my bajillion ab muscles."

As you can see on your right, the girl in the blue shirt (Natalie) is making out with the cardboard...and when I say making out, I mean like, you couldn't pry her off (Like the girl in the red shirt, Laura, is trying to do.)

"He is so beautiful and misunderstood!" -Natalie Lewis

Name

Made with My Cool Signs.Net

So this is pretty legit :)

I learned something, a small..simple something.

So apparently the pain killer drug IS NOT called "Vidakin"....

It's "Vikadin."

Yeah, can you say "Silly Aubri!" ..okay maybe you can. But that was my major highlight today.

Why not a laugh?

Music :) :)

Before I fall too fast
Kiss me quick, but make it last
So I can see how badly this will hurt me
When you say goodbye

Keep it sweet, keep it slow
Let the future pass, and don't let go
But tonight I could fall too soon
Into this beautiful moonlight

But you're so hypnotizing
You've got me laughing while I sing, you've got me smiling in my sleep
And I can see this unraveling
Your love is where I'm falling, but please don't catch me

See this heart won't settle down
Like a child running scared from a clown
I'm terrified of what you do
My stomach screams just when I look at you

Run far away so I can breathe
Even though you're far from suffocating me
I can't set my hopes too high
'Cause every hello ends with a goodbye

But you're so hypnotizing
You've got me laughing while I sing, you've got me smiling in my sleep
And I can see this unraveling
Your love is where I'm falling, but please don't catch me

So now you see why I'm scared
I can't open up my heart without a care
But here I go, it's what I feel
And for the first time in my life I know it's for real

But you're so hypnotizing
You've got me laughing while I sing, you've got me smiling in my sleep
And I can see this unraveling
Your love is where I'm falling so please don't catch me

If this is love, please don't break me
I'm giving up so just catch me

I don't why I love this song. But it definitely describes me at the moment.

"Be good my children...be wise...be aware."

January 5 1988

"Now comes to the reason I’m typing this instead of writing. Oh the 5^th of December at 2:00 (1400hrs) I jumped from a C-141 aircraft and tangled my right arm on the static line of the jumper in front of me. It tore the facia apart on my forearm and tore the bicep off of my upper arm. It tore ligaments and cart ledge in my elbow and was altogether painful. I felt no pain during the descent. When I hit the ground I landed on my left side on purpose because my right arm was the injured one. When I landed I called out for the medics and for someone to hurry and give me a priesthood blessing. Someone did and the pain came on strong! I laid there on the drop zone and let the medics work on me. They strapped my arm to my side and placed me on a helicopter. I lay on the helicopter for nearly an hour (it was really 20 minutes, but it felt like an hour.) Then after all of the jumpers had exited the aircraft, I was flown to the University of Utah Hospital. I think I was in shock. I don’t remember much except thinking of the T.V. program MASH as the helicopter flew me to the hospital. In the emergency room they were going to cut my uniform off me…I stopped them and sat up and had them carefully take my shirt off and my field jacket liner off and then my T-shirt I let them cut, but my long-johns and my garments we carefully taken off also. When I finally saw my arm- I was very relieved. In my mind I thought my arm was completely stripped of its flesh. All it had on it was rope burns from the static line and it looked terribly deformed. I thought then that it must have been terribly broken. The doctors then stuck what looked to me like 8 penny finishing nails into my arm in several places. Later I found out that they were pressure gages. They needed to find out how much pressure was in my arm because of the tremendous swelling. (By the time the swelling reached its apex my arm grew to 16 inches circumference from my shoulder to my wrist.) If the pressure in my arm reached 30 on the scale, they would have to do an emergency surgery to open my arm from the wrist to the elbow. The surgery is appropriately called a fillet. This would allow the swelling to continue without damaging the muscle. The arm never reached 30 but Tuesday night it reached 28. Next I was wheeled into the X-ray room. They twisted my arm around til I thought I would cry out in pain. I NEVER DID. I moaned a little but never HOWLED. The X-ray found no broken bones. The muscles had been rearranged so badly that it appeared as though my arm was broken. As I said earlier my bicep was torn and placed in the inside of my elbow and the facia was torn open on my forearm. I spent 8 days in the hospital. I had some days that were filled with terrific pain. Some days were filled with not much pain because of the drugs. I refused to have a catheter or an enema. So when I got up to go to the bathroom I had to hurry as much as I could because every time I stood up for the first five days I would nearly faint in the bathroom… what an embarrassing predicament that would have been. Tuesday I was in my bed, minding my own business when suddenly a terrific pain shot from my wrist to my elbow. It hurt so much I had to push back the tears. The nurse came and I sent for the doctors. Finally they came and I was nearly beside myself in pain. Well, they did whatdoctors normally do…twisted it and poked at it and stuck those pressure gages in again. This time I lost it and the tears began to fall. I didn’t sob but the tears were there in abundance. I wanted mom to be there so much. I felt alone and weak. The doctors said that the pressure was 28 so I should prepare to have fillet surgery in the morning. I cried some more. Then I knew what I must do. I called mom. Then I called Rick and later that night Rick and his wife’s uncle Claren Heaton came to the hospital and gave me a blessing that I would not need surgery. Then ALL night I held my arm above my chest on three pillows. I hardly slept and was in a great amount of pain. But I held that arm up and knew that through my faith AND diligence…FAITH and ACTION…I would be fine in the morning. Morning came and they started to put those nails in my arm again and stopped. The swelling had gone down far enough that they could feel and see that I didn’t need surgery. From that night on my recovery has gone smoothly. I was released from the hospital on December the 14^th. I will have the exploratory surgery on the 13^th of January. I do not know what they will find. I do not know if they will be able to fix it. I think that they will fix it. But, nevertheless, I trust that Father knows what is best for me and I will accept whatever happens and I will make the best of the situation.

To conclude 1987 I want to know this…I have not murmured against Father. I have notcomplained because of my experience. I am able to see the blessing that has come because of the trials of this year. I will be able to find in love again. I will have more children…MANY MORE. My arm has caused me to sit still more then I’m used to. I have dived into the Book of Mormon with more intensity than I did on my mission 10 years ago. I have gained a closer relationship with Father than otherwise would have been likely.

Please do not misunderstand me! I do not tell you these things that I might be a hero, but I write these things that perhaps through my example you may gain courage. Please refrain from murmuring. Do not complain because of your lot in life. Be glad, have a cheerful heart. Heavenly Father is still in His kingdom, the Savior still lives. Call on them in your hour of despair…they are anxiously awaiting your invitation.

I have a testimony of this gospel…I know that my redeemer lived! I shout for joy at the prospect of tribulation! How wonderful it is to be refined and tempered into hardened steel. What a thrill it is to fight the current as a salmon rather than sit on the bottom of a dirty pond as a carp. Stand tall as men and women of God! Look up to that Father from whence you came, not down to that father of lies and deception. Be grateful for every pound of flesh and the breath of air. Jump for joy at the opportunity that earth life has given you. Remember that you volunteered…no one forced you to come. If you complain about this earth life it is close to saying, “Maybe I should have chosen another path.” What a terrible thing to say to a Father who has trusted you with such great missions. Don’t falter because of some little inconvenience, don’t faint because of the steepness of the climb. Ask for strength and you will receive it. The greatest of all endured the greatest suffering of all. Let us follow His example and endure in faith and strength with cheerful hearts and glad countenances.

I know my Father lives. I love Him very much. I know that my Brother Jehovah lives. My heart is filled with tenderness towards Him. I know of my imperfections. I am trying to correct them. I know that Joseph Smith is the prophet of the restoration. I know that Ezra T. Benson is the prophet, seer and revelator today. I know that the Book of Mormon is true. I can never deny this. I look with great fear and anticipation for the coming of the Savior. I fear because of my unworthiness but at the same time I want Him to come quickly because I

miss Him so.

Be good my children…be wise…be aware."

This is my Pa's story of parachuting in the army...just reading this story makes tears rush down my face. Just imagining the strongest man in the word, in pain...agony. I love him so much. Even after such horrendous events, his faith never died...but grew stronger each minute. I wish I was that strong, I totally envy everything about him.

He turned 51 on the 16th of June :)

Last day of school-itis

Wow...Me? Almost a junior? It finally hit me...in what? 2 years? I'm gonna be in Utah or San Diego for college...away from home. I'm gonna be...-gulp- an adult.

I miss those days where...

• boys were the disease
• you could stuff food in your diaper...well...I did it.
• coloring was the number one thing
• I had NO IDEA how babies were made...
• my mom had to do my hair
• my clothes fit
• cartoons and toys were the only thing to worry about
• time out was just you sitting in a corner...not in a classroom full of other druggies
• scaring yourself was out of the question
• you didn't have 40 BAJILLION teachers...only 3 :) peaceful 3...
• homework didn't consist of a math packet of 6 pages, an essay of 5 pages, a science project of 4 pages and 3 experiments....all of this due the next day
• book reports were cool! (Whhhattt?!?!)
• Drama was known as masks and plays and Shakespeare...heck, you didn't even know who that was back then!!!!!

Those were the days.

My plans this summer??

1. Get tan...if that's possible
2. exercise like a freak, hike ALOT
3. Hang out with ALL my friends
4. not care
5. Be with family
6. Help my family as much as possible
7. be a good friend cause I screwed that up pretty bad
8. Read Doctrine and Covenants
9. Pray every morning and night
10. be pleasant to be around

Guess What...

18 more days til I'm a JUNIOR!
honestly...those words couldn't be any more beautiful. I am soooo sick of school.
I'm sick of:
1) Teachers that are truly the devil
2) Finding out your favorite teacher is retiring
3) Liars...who smell
4) Drama
5) Dramatic People
6) Teachers pets...OH MY GOLLY GEE! I have met SOOO many of those this year.
7) Bad stabbers
8) HOMEWORK
9) Math and English and Spanish
10) everywhere you look, someone is making out with someone else *pukes*
11) People with random mood swings
12) My math teacher (Different from number 9 cause that was the subject)
13) My English teacher (Once again, there is a difference from number 9)
14) People who think it is okay to walk by you with certain looks and think your not close enough to hear them laughing...THATS always just fah-lippin dandy.
15) Ghetto people
16) Girls whose shorts probably fit a two year perfectly and their shirt looks like and is the size of a dish rag.
17) People who use the excuse "Its because I'm *fill in the blank with "black, mexican...etc."*
18) Couples...
19) being sleep deprived CONSTANTLY
20) Cuss words

So I know I am going to witness, hear and see all these things again next year but I NEED A BREAK!
There should be an Insane Asylum for the people (Like muah) who build all of that up and want to go on a rampage with either; a knife, duck tape for peoples clothes and mouthes, a megaphone and a Book of Mormon. They probably would probably tape me onto a chair and put me in the Seminary building if I ever went on a rampage with a Book of Mormon....but hey, I can get out of Math probably.

The one song..

Wow. Wow life is great eh?
So there is one song that describes me oh so well at this very moment.
Fearless by Taylor Swift. In my opinion, it talks about basically falling in love with your best friend. Well my best friend, I'm not in love with him. But it talks about how she can be herself and how the best friend drags her into things that are good. And she doesn't care! WELLLLL...that's EXACTLY how it is. Wow...way to go Taylor Swift.
It's in my playlist so listen to it! Listen close to the lyrics cause they are pretty BOMBDIGGITY! :D :D :D

Wow...it has been forever!

Holy Moly!!! So...wow. So much to catch up on. Well, I will start on the recent stuff. Wednesday (yesterday) was the last track meet! My whole goal this season was to get 6 feet or some miracle to 6 feet 6 inches. WELL! :) I DID! Well, let me start from the beginning.
So after the Dobson meet (where I got 5 feet..pathetic) we had a couple more meets that were all home. Well, I didn't make ANYTHING! Zero feet is what I basically made. I already suck-why disappoint my team mates even more?? I know I should have other people's thoughts affect me but THEY DO! So basically after each Meet, my prayers became more and more deep and begging...doesn't sound too great. Well, my second to last meet wasn't helpful...I was literally feeling sick alllll day. And my dad was coming and I didn't want to disappoint him right? Soooo....after I didn't clear anything I thought all hope was lost. I didn't want to do pole vaulting next year...I was done with everything. I cried and wanted to give up but I couldn't. My amazing friends kept me going, along with my parents. I could have NOT done it with out them.

Liz Gunnell-she got me into pole vaulting!
Livvy Gunnell- flippin' awesome girl who didn't stop believing in me
Nick Willis- he built my confidence and trusted me
Jacob Black- he kept me going and didn't let me quit.
Rusty Burbank- he kept me happy at practice and made me laugh when I sure as heck didn't want to.
Colton Bond- he was basically my personal radio...nuff said :)
Tanner Price- he boosted up my confidence like everyone else did so I didn't quit.
Shaley Sato- she didn't get annoyed of me :)
Grace VanCapelle- she didn't annoyed of me when I kept reminding her to give me her pole and she didn't kill me..being my sophomore self.
Joanie- she can make a person laugh soooooo hard!
Leslie Reynolds- the things she says just make your day!

...and of course...Coach Hilliker! I sure would not have done it without him! He is an AMAZING coach. He gives such good counsel...I totally hope he's back next year. He is soooo awesome and great.

So these were the feelings after I made 6 feet 6 inches.
-I felt like I was gonna puke from excitement
-FINALLY!
-Holy crap...I gotta tell everyone!
-WHO WILL I TEXT FIRST!
-No more disappointment!
-I finally feel part of the team!

and so much more.

Family Home Evening

So after FHE, my Ma, Pa and I went to McDonalds to see who can get a heartattack first....JUST KIDDING!
We were in the drive thru and we always usually get ice cream cones. Here's how it went...

Pa-"Can we have 1 vanilla ice cream cone, 1 chocolate and one swirl?"

Drive thru man-"Sorry, no cones. Just shakes."

PAUSE!
How in the haystack does Mcdonalds run out of ice cream cones?!
PLAY!

Ma-"Shakes work for me."

Me-"I'll have a Mcflurry."

Pa- "Ummm...ok? -giggle- We'll have a Mcflurry-"

Drive thru man- "Only shakes."

PAUSE!
What is this world coming to? No Mcflurries?!
PLAY!

Me-"Oh, fine. I'll have a strawberry shake."

PAUSE!

So it didn't register in my brain that Mcflurry is part of the "No ice cream. Only shakes."
Well HOW IN THE HAYSTACK did they make the shake?!

Somethings different...

Okay, so there's someone I have a crush on but...I'm not twitterpatted around him...well actually now that I think about it, I am twitterpatted. But its not like a "giggle, 'Oh my gosh, there he is!'" I can actually talk to him without saying or doing something stupid. I can just be me. Which I bet a girl has never done before. I could simply be the "First Girl to not Flip When She Sees That 'Boy'". Guiness World Records...here I come.
My Life is a Broadway Musical.

Inspiration..

So as some of you know, I've been playing the piano for awhile and when I finally became addicted to it when I found David Sides.
Look him up! He is sooo amazing. He plays alot of modern songs (hip hop mostly) but puts his own tone to it. It's so beautiful.
Look him up on Youtube, google..WHATEVER!

Schedule...

I have a brand spankin new schedule! Well, a spankin new class.

CHOOOOIIIIRRRR!!!! By: Senor Harris...he's not spanish, its just fun to say it that way.

I LLLOOVEEE that class! I finally sing! Like everyone else in my family!