Staplers, Cell Phones, Movies and Hugs

Thanksgiving was good, my family went on the 22nd to see the movie, Enchanted, at the local Megaplex Theatre. After that we came home and watched Hairspray, since my dad hadn't seen it yet and it was released on the 21st. And after that we watched Ocean's 13, which I absolutely love!!! "The nose played."

On the 23rd we went to my Aunt Charolette's house for dinner, where of course the BYU - Utah rivalry was brought up... as usual... *sighs* I personally don't care, but I think it funny how they think I do. *giggles* After a long time at my aunt's house we came home and started off preparing for the Christmas Holiday by watching our traditional Christmas favorite - Christmas Vacation starring Chevy Chase. After the hilarious lines that my whole family knows from that movie we watched Shrek the Third.

Finally on the 24th we had our own Thanksgiving Dinner which was prepared by me for the most part, I am proud to say.

On the 25th, me and my mom and sister went shopping for Christmas gifts. We ended up stopping at the T-Mobile Store and the whole family got brand new cell phones practically for free too! They are the Motorola Razor phones and they cost $50 during the Thanksgiving Holiday and then we sent a $50 rebate - so they were free!

The 26th was full of homework - not much to report there...

On the 27th my accident-prone-ness got the better of me when I was trying to re-load a mini-stapler. Yup, it is true, I stapled my right index finger. It is still a little sore but it is healing up nicely. What can I say? It's me! I'm Holly! Miss Accident-Prone-Holly

Yesterday I played at the Children's night that is traditional for UVSC. Even though the pep band was small, I still had a good time playing my clarinet. I can't get over my love for "Land of a 1000 Dances" it brings back such vivid memories from high school when the flutes and clarinets would all shimmy during the 6 measure rests.
I can't go on until I mention that while on the phone with Andy and JC, I was attacked with a hug by Brad. Wow, I could say so much more, but I will leave it at that...

Today was a pretty good day, nothing too exciting... I came down to school early because it snowed during the night and my sister wanted to leave early for work, therefore I was early too! I headed to the dinning room to have a bite to eat for breakfast, yummy bacon and eggs! After that I did a bit of studying and then headed to class, where I saw Brad again - sorry to report - no hugs (lol) I did get a rock and a high five though.

Well, I just thought I would update today so comment on whatever. PTYL!
~Holls

Institute Boys - Part II

OK, to those of you who love to hear about my love life here is today's exciting entry.

After IMing for quite a while on Yahoo Messenger with Viper, Putt and Quag, I was excited to see Tom today. Quag is so intent on me and Tom getting together and he might just get his wish ;)

I made a point to make sure I looked presentable today and that I didn't have one of those downed expressions that turns a guy away. Luckily for me, my English class with Professor Fullmer got out early and I arrived at the 'tute a bit early. I made a point to sit in the middle of the row so then Tom would be able to walk in and get the aisle seat, since he would obviously be there after I was today.
Devotional began and Bro. Scott began to talk and I started to worry, "What if he isn't coming today? What if I don't get a chance to see him before Thanksgiving Break?" I quietly expressed these concerns to my friend Brittany and she calmed me down saying "Don't worry, he will be here." I pulled out an extra measure by putting on one of my favorite lotions that I know guys like. "Moonlight Path" from Bath and Body Works (now my secret is out – lol). Supposedly the lavender in it is supposed to be attractive – what ever... I don't know if it worked or not – I will tell you more and you can tell me what you think.

I said the prayer for Devotional and one of the things that I said was that we would have the Spirit with us. I had to work really hard to make sure it was there, because I wanted to flirt with him so bad during class, but I think he was worse than I was!!! I was writing in my Institute notebook when Tom pointed at my ring finger, on my left hand. I was wearing my birthstone ring from my parents there but he gave me this look of posed confusion and slight worry – like he was worried that I was engaged... Hah! I laugh at that one!!! So to make him happy and to get that corny look off of his face I switched my rings around, putting my birthstone ring on the ring finger of my right hand, my CTR ring on my right hand and my class ring on my left hand...

At one point he took my pen and I was trying to get it back from him with all subtle measures taken. Somehow he ended up holding my hand and when I looked up at him, he looked right back at me and didn't pull away. Then I think we both realized that we were in Institute class and of course I felt my cheeks go red. After that, we focused on the lesson – which was really good one. We were in the book of Alma, chapter five and six. I actually got a lot out of the lesson.

After the benediction was given and class ended this is where things really started to happen. Again, he waited for me to walk out of class with me and he followed me out of the classroom. I turned around and started walking backwards so I could face him. I made note to say that I was impressed with myself at not running into the door, the wall or biffing it on the carpet. With that being said, he placed his hands on my shoulders and he started guiding me down the narrow hall. It seemed like all I could look at was his face and I really didn't want to because he is so gorgeous, it hurts to look into is eyes. So I tried to look at the wall, but continued to let him guide me down the hall. He noticed that I wasn't looking at him and so instead of guiding me with my shoulders he put his hands on my cheeks and guided me that way. All I could see were his deep blue eyes and his cheesey smile. It was if I was bridled by his hands he was so close to me – I could feel something happen, but as we neared the end of the hall where we came to a common area, he let go of me and we walked to the staircase. He mentioned that it might have been scary to walk backwards down the stairs and I agreed with him. So like the funny guy he is, he started to walk backwards down the stairs. I really didn't want him to fall down and hurt himself so I begged him to turn around and when we arrived at the first landing, I pushed him playfully up against the wall and demanded sarcastically that he turn around to go down the stairs – it was quite hott for a while, but then people started coming upstairs so we continued walking down the stairs to the main exit.

He walked with me out of the institute and he gave me his number and we talked more and more about things I cannot remember.

Well guys, let me know what you think...

Much Love!
~Holly

The Vibrations of the Bass Drum

Today, I had band class. It was good, I enjoyed it and we actually got through a lot of music today! We sounded really good on our classical stuff, which is a rarity. But then, at the end of class we were playing Pep Band Music. Most of the time I love Pep Band, but when people can't sight-read new music, it is just ridiculous... The thing that annoyed me most about it was that the drum set sits right behind the clarinet section and the whole time I could barely hear myself, or anyone else for that matter. All I could hear was the "boom-da-boom-boom" of the drum, all I could feel were the vibrations of the drum in my chest, it was a wonder that my eyes weren't shaking from it all. Oh well, I think I can hear all right... Our next game is on Tuesday, which will be fun - I hope that the basketball doesn't attack me like it did last time. Last game, we were sitting there and one of the players barreled into the cheerleaders and the ball came and barreled into my stand and me. It was quite humorous... "I saw my life flash before my eyes..." well it wasn't that bad :)
Well, I know this is short, but I will post more later.
All for now,
~Holly

Dinner and a Movie

Dinner and a Movie

Well, yesterday my mom initiated that we all should go out for a girl's night to celebrate the end of the week and just kick back and relax from our stress and worries. So we all came home from work and school early and once everyone was home we picked up my aunt and we headed to dinner.

Wendy's is a favorite of my mom's and my aunt loves their chili. We had fun just chatting and cracking obnoxious jokes. I had my current favorite there, a baked potato and chicken nuggets. But I am such a slow eater, it is riddiculous! By the time I had put butter and sour cream on my potato my sister had gotten through 3/4 of her chicken sandwhich. I didn't feel quite so bad about it like I usually do because my aunt is slow too, but she has a reason, she is older (72). I notice when I am eating with friends I usually don't finish my food because they all finish and then they are ready to go. I know that the few of you who read this can attest to that. Though thankfully, most of my friends are understanding about my ridiculous slow-eating habbit.

We decided that we would head to the dollar movies and see Hairspray, I think what drew my mother to it was it's well-known cast. Honestly I think she wanted to see how John Travolta would pull off being a woman.

Brian texted me and told me that he might be seeing Hairspray with some of his friends at the same time. I told him what theatre we would be at in case he wanted to "bump into me." It turned out that he went to see Stardust instead but as we texted each other about the movie after I had seen it we decided that both of us love the song "Without Love."

Can I just tell you that I absolutely loved the movie?!!!

Not only did it have a star-studded cast, but it had such great messeges. I liked how, while it was a light and funny story, it talked about some heavy issues that were truly big in the 60's. I think that the thing that I liked about it best was that, for once in the movies/media, the big girl gets the hott guy instead of the skinny girl getting the hott guy. As I read about the movie, most writers described Tracy Turnblad's character as being "pleasantly plump," why can't that be said more? No one likes to be called fat.

I know that there are some people out there who don't like Zac Effron but, oh my heavens, I find him gorgeous and I love his voice.

Nikki Blonsky (playing Tracy Turnblad) did a wonderful job in her first movie. I can't wait to see/hear more of her work.

When we arrived at the theatre we got our tickets, which were a $1.50, because it was a Friday night, which I can understand, but when you go to a dollar movie you sort of expect the tickets to a dollar. Anyway, my sister and I gave my mom and aunt their tickets so they could go and save seats for us. We, in the meantime, went to the local Dollar Tree and boght candy to take into the movie. The cost of it at the theatre is outrageous! A large popcorn there is $5.50 - the same price as a maitenee ticket at one of the Megaplex theatres. Anyway, we stuffed the candy so the movie workers wouldn't notice, I stuffed the candy inside my inner pockets of my levi jacket and my sister stuffed hers in the joey-pocket of her hoodie.

We gave the worker our ticket and my sister had her hands in her joey-pocket and he asked her if she had candy in her pocket and first she pulled out her keys and showed him, but he wasn't fooled, he pointed to another lump in ther pocket and she pulled out her wallet, he still wasn't satisfied, finally she pulled out the box of Mike-n-Ikes. He just acted sarcastically angry and said that he would let her go this time but to never do it again. It was kind of funny that she, the adult of the two of us, got caught and I didn't.

So before the movie started we decided that we needed popcorn too, so I went out to get some and you know how large popcorns (which already cost $5.50) have free re-fills? Well, on a Friday night, it costs 25¢ - that wasn't the only price outrage that my family had - after we got the popcorn we were thirsty so my mom went out to get us all Dasani water bottles and they were a freakin' $4.25 for a 32oz bottle of water!!! It costs less than that to get a case of 16oz water bottles! Obviously she didn't purchase those, she got us all small Sprites instead.

Well all in all, the food at dinner was good, the company was good, the movie was good, the popcorn was good and it was a great ending to a long week.

So, my question for you are these:

• What is your favorite food at Wendy's and why?
• Have you seen the movie or broadway musical Hairspray and if you what do you think of it?
• What is your opinion about the inflated prices at movie theatres?
• Any other comments are welcome!

Institute Boys

*Disclaimer: This post is very "chick-flickish"*

It is interesting, the way that boys at the LDS Institute on campus, particularly the Return Missionaries are so very different from any other boys around.

The picture there is of a young man I met at the Hill Cumorah Pageant, he was in my cast team. He is one of the many examples of sweet guys that I know. This picture was taken in the Sacred Grove, which is very near to the Hill Cumorah.

There are two particular boys in my Book of Mormon class that really now how to make a girl feel good. They notice when something is wrong without it being obvious, they do little things that just make you feel warm and fuzzy all over. They show how well-read they are without being boastful. They are willing to contribute at any time during the class and are chivalrous in how they treat a lady.

One of these RM's is named Tom. He just had his 24th birthday on Monday and I really like the way he treats me. Yesterday, I was having a tough day and I was sitting there as the devontional was going on and he looks at me, (I can see this through my periferal vision) and he leans over and asks "Are you OK?" Well, there is no lying to him, he knows how to read feelings so I shook my head, "no." He asked me to tell him about it and I whispered back to him that now wasn't the time to talk about it because we were in class - "later" I said. Then I asked him how he knew I wasn't feeling good today and he said, "it was in your eyes."

I thought that was so sweet, that he can look into my eyes and tell what I am feeling.

The next thing I knew I found a piece of paper with nicely lettered handwriting on it declaring that I should, "spill." I had to be careful about what I told him, because as much as I like him, I don't know him all that well - yet.

I explained, very briefly and somewhat vaguely what the problem was that I was having. His concern was genuine and his words were kind. As I read what he had to say in reply to me it was if he was giving me a hug.

The things that were talked about in class were also very helpful - he just expounded upon it in a personal sense.

Class ended and I took an extra few seconds to pack up, but he waited for me by the door. We walked down the stairs and to the main entrance hall and I expected that he would leave to go to his next class and I would stay and take a nap on one of the Institute's comfy couches. He insisted that he talk to me more, because his talking to a beautiful young woman right now was more important than getting to class.

I said, "no, you need to get to class, you can't be late." But he insisted that his teacher, who is a bishop, would understand that he was late because he was consoling a beautiful young woman. I am not jazzing this up by saying beautiful. He really said that! I didn't want to believe him, but I let him stay.

As I spoke to him, I couldn't bear to look into his deep blue eyes because they were so full of concern that it made me ache to see . I, instead, looked at my feet. We talked for a few minutes. But there came a point when I didn't really want to talk anymore, and he seemed to pick up on my hint so he said that he would see me on Wednesday and that he was heading to class.

I watched him leave, just because, and to my amazement he didn't hurry off to class. He saw that a young man was having car trouble and he stopped, without hesitation and helped him. I couldn't believe how full of service he was that day. How humble and kind he was.

My questions for you are these:
What do you think of what he did?
What qualities do you think are mandatory for your ideal husband/wife?
What do you think I should do about what he has done for me - if anything?

Feel free to add any other comments. Thanks for reading.

~Holly