Dreams Are a Strange Thing

A couple nights ago I had a dream. In this dream I received my mission call and I was so stoked to open it. My whole family was there and I was freaking out. Then I opened it. And this is what I read (obviously I can't remember it word for word...but you get the point):

Sister Hall,

We were going to call you to New York or Missouri, but it just didn't work out. It didn't feel right. So you have been called to serve in Taiwan. 

I freaked out and had a heart attack and thought how strange it was that they told me where they were thinking. It felt so real. Then I woke up.

When I woke up I really had my mission call. It was a situation similar to the previous, where all my family was around. I opened it and it was written as the normal missionary letter is written but this time I was called to Yakima, Washington. What?! I did not enjoy that very much. I cried. This was SO real. But then I woke up. For reals this time. 

 Talk about an emotional roller coaster for a dream. It was freaking me out all that morning.

P.s. I will serve wherever the Lord wants me to serve. I have no doubt in my mind I will go to where I'm supposed to. I love this gospel :D

It's Friday

I should be doing homework.

But I'm one who believes in the weekend and in breaks.




                                              They aren't meant for homework.

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Now for a picture. I often do some photoshopping on pictures, and they will be in color. I usually like it alright, sometimes I really like it. Then I think to myself "hey. Let's try black and white" and suddenly the color becomes ugly and dull. What??? The color one is dull? Yeah.

Often times I add warmth to the black and white one as well and I like that even more. Even if I'm trying SUPER DUPER hard to stick with black and white. Black and white. Pure black and white. And yet, I often add that warmth to the picture anyway.

Here is an example of a color one I like alright (definitely not my best):

Then there is the black and white one.

I can't get over it. I like the black and white better. SO much better. Even though the cat really blends into her clothes more so than the color and the bar from the grill is still sticking out of her head. So yeah

I resisted the urge to add some warmth to this picture. I will put up another example of that sometime.


Here is my conclusion. Black and white pictures of people are really my absolute favorite. Landscapes and such? Color (because it's all about the color, ya know?)



                  Peace out.

Nursing

So nursing is what I've been thinking about majoring in so far, right? Right. For my nursing class the assignment this week was to watch two of the Perspectives on Nursing videos on the BYU Nursing website. The first one I chose to watch was awesome. It's the Betsy Larson Pediatric Oncology one. I chose it because I want to go into Pediatrics and work at a children's hospital if possible. This really gave me a boost towards that direction :)

http://prenursing.byu.edu/#

It's about 17 minutes long but it's interesting (to me at least). If you have time to watch, I recommend it.

Just wanted to share something I enjoyed and something that added a little piece to this crazy puzzle of life!

Who knew I would actually really enjoy a homework assignment.... ;)

It's not Christmas and I'm an odd ball.

Last year I cheated, and started listening to Christmas music 2 weeks before December. I vowed to never do it again. It really does take away the magic of Christmas music and the excitement. Although I'm always sad and feel that I didn't have enough time to listen to the joyous, amazing, and fun songs of Christmas when it comes to January. I will usually listen to it a couple weeks into the new year then pack it up to wait for next year!

By doing so it keeps the excitement of the music there the whole time period you are listening to it. Last year I actually found myself ready to be done with it. Which NEVER ever  happens. I will make sure that won't happen again!


Why this random post about Christmas music? Because A) People are putting up Christmas stuff already and it makes me sick. Maybe not sick....but disappointed. It just isn't the same. And hey, lets not forget about Thanksgiving! Which brings me to B) I've come to the realization of my love for the Thanksgiving hymns this year and I don't want to skip over those! And then C) PEOPLE ARE PLAYING CHRISTMAS MUSIC ON THE PIANO. And others are requesting those songs as a warm up in ward choir. I jumped on that one like it was going to start the biggest fire in the world. Really, as soon as it was mentioned I objected and made sure everyone knew it. Goodness. I don't know what to think of all of this. I learned of this website last night, and I love it. Type the following into your url:

isitchristmas.com


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On another note, this kid in my ward reminds me sooo much of my nephew Oliver. He is the ward choir director. So you know what I do when I walk into choir? Look and him and smile. When I sit down to sing, I just look at him at smile. Seriously, every time I look at him, I just smile!  He probably thinks I'm some weirdo/freak. Sitting there smiling at him the whole time. I just can't help it. It kills me how much he reminds me of Oliver. I wish you all could come sit and smile in ward choir with me so you could see the resemblance.

Life is Happenin'

Blah.

I'm laying in bed with cramps, a sore throat, and the need to throw up. I guess you could say I'm not feeling so hot.

So while I'm waiting for the Presidential debate to start, I'm listening to Rudy and going through Pinterest. I want homemade rolls really really really bad. Pinterest is bad for a sick, unable to move (even if I was able to, unmotivated) person who wasn't hungry at all. Now I want those rolls, breadsticks, pasta, chicken pot pie, peaches and cream crepes, fruit kabobs, chicken rolls and creamy potato soup.

And I have no one to make any of it for me.

The downside of not having your mother right outside your door I guess.


Also, ANYTHING pumpkin sounds like heaven right now. Hot chocolate, pie, cookies, muffins, bars, donuts....anything pumpkin.

Gentlemen do still exist; what a relief.

Yesterday I was walking to the library (after my amazing nap) and as I was going for the door a man lurched in front of me and grabbed the door and opened it.

"Thank you" I said

"You're welcome" said he

I went on to the next set of double doors. I didn't expect him to come leaping over to open the door for me again; but he did.

"Thanks" I said with a bigger smile than before (It was super nice of him)

"You're welcome! I really like your boots"

"Thank you"

"It's chilly outside today, huh?"

"Yeah, it is a little chilly"

Then we parted ways and we said goodbye.


This guy was a little shy and awkward. He had his head down and turned toward me when he talked with a bit of a hunched over back. Although he wasn't some handsome manly man that gave me butterflies, it still made my day. :)

Bravo for being a gentleman.

took this on instagram. I wish I had my real camera as well. I made Jess stop in the car so I could take it. It was seriously a picture waiting to be taken! (too bad the other cars are in the background)