KISSING!

This blog is dedicated just to some kissing stories. I don't know if it's weird, but I just thought it would be fun! I always love reading cute, fun kissing stories, but I can't guarantee mine are either of those!

K, so I'll start with my first kiss...not really the most original, but oh well!
I was fourteen, just a youngen. I hadn't even thought of kissing boys at this point. I was just so little and naive! I still remember this day like it was yesterday, though. I was hanging out with two of my good friends in Midway. I was texting this kid...that happened to be sixteen and I was fourteen...so cool, right!? Hahah, at the time it was. So, my friend told him I'd never kissed anyone so he told me he'd be my first. I was soo beyond nervous and I was so shy. My friend kept making me kiss her arm for "practice." Hahah. He came over that night in his red jeep (he had a car..AHH. hahah, that's what i was thinking..) and he had on his baseball jacket. We (or I) nervously talked for a little bit then he leaned down and kissed me! I was so smiley as I walked back to my friends. I remember telling them, "well, it was just a peck! it wasn't even that exciting..." Hahah. I remember he texted me a few minutes after and the text said, "Are you sure you've never done that before?" I was so beyond excited and giddy. So cheesy, right? Yes. Well, a week later he ended up kissing my friend that was there with me that night, so it ended up not being that special;)

I then waited a whole year and a month to kiss someone again. It was the end of summer and i was almost in my sophomore year of high school. I had been hanging out with a big group of people. This kid happened to be one of the hottest to-be-senior in the high school. We didn't like each other or anything but we had been texting. We all hungout one night then him and another kid took me and my friend to my friend's house. He told me he'd come back over a little later. Me and my best friend decided to sleep outside in her yard. He rode his bike over to her house at 3 in the morning. So funny. I still remember what sweats of my friends I was wearing and every time I wear or see them now I get a little flash back and a good giggle. We walked out to the front yard together and it was a little awkward. He kissed me. I got back all giggly, of course. When we talked about it I described it as a little sloppy because his lips are soooo much bigger than mine. I later let that "sloppy kiss" out to some of his friends and they told him later in the year that's what I had said. He got so defensive and angry at me and insisted that he was a super great kisser. Hahaha. Whoops!

If you think I'm going to go on about ALL my kissing stories, nope...this would probably be a novel and extremely boring. So I'll just tell a couple more.

One time, I went on the trek with my ward. i had grown up with this kid and we were super good friends. We always jokingly flirted and were basically just best friends. Well, one night we decided to look at some stars with a few other people. We ended up kissing...on the trek. Hahah. It was a laughing matter and kids were full of jokes the next day. Good times!

Well, I think that's all I'll tell on that matter, for now! 

Random Facts

In this post, I'm going to just say a few facts about me and what I'm about. They're definitely going to be super random, I'm just going to write as they come to mind:)

• I love tumbling. I started tumbling at age three and loved it. I competed most years of my life. Tumbling helped me a lot with being a cheerleader, and it was my favorite part of performing in cheer. It is what I feel most comfortable doing. Going along with tumbling, I also love cheer. I did comp cheer for two years and cheered all of my four high school years. I loved being a part of the cheer squad and we always (okay, not always) had so much fun.
• I have a huge, weird fear of animals. Mainly dogs. I'm an awful person, right? I cannot help it. I've had this fear ever since...ever since I was born; and not even because I was attacked when I was younger or anything. My reasoning is that they bite, scratch, lick, bark...etc. Sorry not sorry.
• My favorite part of the day is getting ready. I love doing my hair, makeup, and picking out my outfits. Clothes are my favorite. I may have a little too many, but you can NEVER have too many...so that statement was false. I'm obsessed with shopping and getting new clothes and shoes. I love everything from girly dresses to just shorts/jeans and t-shirts/cardigans. I love being a girl!
• The more you get to know me, the more you know how stubborn I am. If I don't know you that well, I am usually just the go with the flow type. I don't want to cause problems or be in the way. But when I get comfortable with you I'm pretty stuck in my ways and always being right. My mom knows me best and knows how very stubborn I am.
• I have this weird thing of eating in front of guys. RIGHT? Like what the heck?? I've even tried super hard to not be weird about it, but I just can't help it! It's not the usual thing of me thinking I'm fat or something, but I just thinking eating is so weird. Hahah. Maybe I shouldn't even go on about this bullet point.
• I've always loved taking TONS of pictures. On facebook I have over two thousand, on instagram I have almost eight hundred, and I have over a thousand on my phone. I also take selfies every day. So weird to admit, but it's so fun and funny. I don't really post them (all) on anything. I just do it to be silly.
• I am very good with time. I can never ever be late to anything. I leave at certain times for class (weird times like 11:38). I know it takes me an hour and a half to get ready so I always wake up with perfect timing. I have great concept of time.
• I'm organized with a lot of things except keeping my room clean. I'm AWFUL at it. I clean it really well on Saturdays but then by the next time I pick out an outfit, it's super messy again. I guess I'm just super lazy or something.
• Speaking of lazy, I love to sleep in. I could sleep all day, I think. Sometimes I'll wake up at like one just cause I can. It's always such a struggle to get up in the mornings.
• I love, love, love babies. They are the cutest. Baby outfits are the best. I love holding little new borns. I'm also great with kids. I love talking with them and playing with them. I've babysat since I was 11 and love it.
• My family and I included love little kid movies. Whenever a new animated movie comes out you can bet you'll see us there. We love going to movies, especially little kid ones. I guess we're all crazy little kids at heart.
• Speaking of my family, we may fight (a ton) but we all love eachother and have eachother's backs...always. I've always looked up to my older sister since I was a wee little one. We always sang, danced, and tumbled together in our living room. Even though I've learned from watching her make mistakes I don't plan on making, she is still who I look up to. She taught me at a young age that she will always have my back. I hope to have that kind of an influence on Aubrey. My brother is my favorite...we are so much alike and look so much alike. Everyone says Gage is a little mini-me.
  

(the fam minus dad at grandma probst's)

(fam minus jordan and jody trip to florida!)

(this explains us pretty well.)

• I am so impulsive. The other day I decided I wanted to change my hair. I just cut my bangs right off..by myself. I just think of something, then I do it without really thinking. Speaking of without really thinking, I often speak my mind without doing that...which has gotten me into trouble. I think that I'm thinking it in my mind, but I actually say it out loud.
  
  

(BANGS!)

• I hate driving slow...with a passion. I get the worst road rage...especially on the way to and from Cedar. I have to go at least five over the speed limit every where. But in the case of going to and from Cedar it's at least 15 over the speed limit. Whoops! I haven't yet gotten pulled over making that trip (knock on wood).

Overall Freshman Year of College

Well, I'll start off my first blog post by saying I'm not sure what I'll even blog about. I have spent the past few days reading the cutest blogs from adorable married and baby-having people. Needless to say, I've just bawled my eyes out they are so cute. I'm not engaged so I don't have a cute proposal story, and I'm not recently finding out that I'm preggers so I don't have a fun story about how I told my husband or any recent updates on my cute belly. So, I guess the best I can do is talk about my college life and what's going on. 
Last summer, I made the decision to come to SUU in Cedar City, Utah with my best friends, Hadly and Jennifer. I was soo nervous to be away from my mommy who has always been by my side in every step and new adventure; this adventure she wouldn't be right by my side. My mom and grandma drove to Cedar in my grandma's car and Aubrey and I drove in my car. If you know me, you know that I don't go under 90 on the way there, so we left my mom and grandma in the dust. Blasting dixie chicks and old cds of Reagan's that were in my car, we had a pretty fun drive. After the weekend, when they had to leave, reality hit me that I was now on my own and three hours from home. I was so nervous about starting school, but I was so happy that I would have my best friends with me. Fall semester was flying by. I was starting to get the hang of the whole "college life." Starting my first year of college in a long-distance relationship wasn't the best idea for me. It was a constant battle of making eachother happy. Being in a relationship, I didn't bother to really meet anyone. That's a bad idea starting your first year of college.

(me and Michael at the Toby Keith concert when we first started dating)

 That soon ended, leaving me heart broken and not even knowing what to do. I wanted to just go home every weekend, because there wasn't anything to do in Cedar. I didn't know anyone and I felt like there were zero attractive guys here to even want to meet (shallow thinking, I know). So I had a little rough patch of always being bored and wishing I had a big group of friends to be with (not that I didn't have fun with my best friend roommates). I also got a little wild due to boredom. Obviously, that added to my rough patch. Ups and downs, ups and downs. Mostly, our weekends involved going to Dexter's (our friend from heber and Hadly's cousin) apartment and hanging out.

(us heber kids at orientation)

(we took a walk around campus for the first time!)

 

 Hadly and I ended up going home a lot during this semester, because she had a boyfriend that lived close to home. Jennifer was complete opposite and never wanted to go home. Another hard realization of going to college was leaving my best friend, Tiffany. From our sophomore year on we were I N S E P E R A B L E. People didn't know us as individuals, but as "nicole and tiffany." We shared the same drive for adventure and love of being crazy. We were there for eachother through the hard times and, of course, the good times. It was so weird being without her at first. She ended up meeting a great guy at Snow that she is now engaged to and marrying in less than a month! So nuts that I'll be attending my best friends wedding. I still feel way too young to even do that!

 Anway, so after finals I was so stoked to go home for Christmas break. I loved being home with my new nephew, Gage (he was born in September).
Next, spring semester started. I definitely have loved this semester way more than fall semester. I am now way more busy with school because 17 credits is a lot more than 11;). I'm loving my psychology classes and am pretty positive I chose the right major for me. I can't wait to live out my dream of being a social worker or child and adolescent therapist. I've now actually met people (other than the many people that are here from Heber...haha, seriously though). The weekend here are actually still kind of painful. What the freak is there to do in Cedar?? It's like a little bigger version of Heber, which is saying something. My life feels a little more straightened out than it was, and things are always happier when you're choosing the right! Although I'm pretty content with my current life, I still feel like there's something missing. I know there's that "one boy" out there and I will soon meet him. I'm confident that my Heavenly Father knows who that special someone for me is, and I will meet him when I'm ready. My mom loves telling me that she prays for that every night. This spring break, me and Had took a trip to California. It was kind of spur of the moment, and neither of us really thought it would happen. We drove the seven hours to Huntington Beach, California. Kind of a funny story...one night we were getting back to our hotel after going to dinner. From the car, we saw a few guys sitting in the hot tub. We made our way up to our room and right before we walked in the guys said, "Hey!" Being extremely sketched out as it was, we awkwardly slammed the door and locked the deadbolt...hahaha not even joking. My dad has always been super overprotective, and barely let us go after warning me over and over about talking to guys we don't know. I had the thought of the movie Taken in mind, which explains our reaction. We got a good laugh after we did that, at how ridiculous we were being. The next morning at breakfast, the guys came in the breakfast room and started talking to us (the same guys that were in the hot tub). They were with a couple of girls. They asked us if we were on spring break. We said yes and they asked where we went to school. We said SUU...they said "What!? We go there too!" Ironically enough, the people we happen to meet in California go to college with us in Utah. We ended up seeing them that day at Knotts Berry Farm. We got so freaking sick, but we had a blast. We went to a super fun farmers market that night. I loved it! It was so much fun. The rest of the trip was filled with walking around cute shops and hanging out at the beach, even though the weather was pretty crappy. We went on a two-person bike...we couldn't stop laughing. It was so awesome. Then at the end of our blissful California vaca, we stopped in Mesquite to stay the weekend there with Had's mom. It was sooo nice and we love tanning. One thing about me and Had is that we LOVE to match. We match all the time and most of the time it's not even on purpose. We got some super awesome matchy glasses at WalMart and our outfits matched basics every night. We had such a blast. We were so sad to be back and it took a little while to adjust (complaining much of the adjusting time).

Me and Had being cute and matchy in Mesquite.

our two-person bike ride:)

Life is always better at the beach.

went to breakfast at iHop before we did our shopping:)

 

I feel as if the past few months have been a blur. They have seriously FLOWN by. Mine and Jennifer's views have completely swapped this semester about going home. She has a boyfriend from heber, Carson. They trade off weekends, staying in Cedar and Heber. Her and Had both decided to move home for next semester. We'll all be going home for the summer, but they aren't coming back with me:(. SADDEST. It seriously makes me way nervous. I love having my friends with me...I'm so nervous about having weird roommates or something. What if they hate me, what if I hate them? Will I always just be by myself or will I have a blast? Time drives me crazy..."only time will tell." Well time, I want you to tell me now! My one wish is that I could tell the future. I want to know where I'll be and what I'll be doing in a few months, in a few years, and in a lot of years. I want to know who I will marry, where I'll live, if I'll have kids, and so on. Me and Had made this plan: if we are not married by the age of 27 we are moving and living together in New York. How fun?? I've always, always wanted to be a social worker in New York. What is better than exploring New York City with your best friend?? I guarantee Had will have the cutest, to-die-for married life though...and I can just move there by myself. Hahah. I literally have a huge fear of that happening, so maybe that's not funny. I used to hide that irrational fear of being "forever alone" by saying that's how I wanted it. I had everyone (or so I thought everyone) convinced that I wanted to be single forever. Hadly told me she defs knew me better. I finally gave in and told her that is definitely not what I want, even though the thought of marriage scares the shiz out of me. Doing an assignment in my psych 2010 class actually helped me realize that about myself. I actually do want to find someone evetually and get settled down; I find myself praying every night about it. What isn't helping about that is looking at all the adorable blogs that I've been looking at...it's defs adding to me being wedding-hungry (is that even a phrase?). Well, I've grown to realize that I just need to be happy with where I am right now and make the best of it. I know that one day it will all work out the way it's supposed to be, and when I find that guy that will take me to the temple it will all be worth the wait.

Well, this post is so lengthy; I've definitely gotten a little carried away. That is a little bit about how my first year of college has been! 



 

hadlybingham.blogspot.com Read my bestie, Hadly's blog as well! So fun:)