6. six. YEARS. yrs. Birthday. WOOT.

So today marks Pieces of Jocelyn's 6th birthday. YES. I said 6th. How weird is that? I feel like I have to make this post epic, witty, moving, unique and fun. But all I really want to do is eat a Key Lime Cupcake. The Pieces of Jocelyn (me) will have a private little birthday bash later tonight when I am not trapped in my bland, boring cubicle. I need to feel inspired to write, it is not something that can be forced. But there have been a few things that have been on my mind lately... 
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1. I have decided to begin more activities and hobbies this summer here are a few of them:

• Rock Climbing (* Harness and shoes - $110)
• Extreme Hamocking
• Learn to play the Harmonica
•  Slacklining (*Slack-line -$70ish)
• Biking (* Road bike- $500ish?
• Rollerblading
• Volunteer at a Nursing Home
• Get back into journal writing
• BE A BETTER WAKEBOARDER
• Get a rad tan
• Save money (^^^^ how is this going to be possible)
• Become an ambi-texter (as it stands I can only text with my right thumb and it takes forever and my hand cramps)
• Stop biting my nails (Colby threatened to take me to the University and force me to look at my finger nails under a microscope to see how gross they are. He said, "if that doesn't stop you from putting your fingers in your mouth then NOTHING will." I decided to go willingly so I think we are going to make an adventure out of it.
• Throw an epic party

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2. SKOOLS OUT FOR SUMMA- I cannot even tell you how amazing it feels to not have to worry about anything but wedding showers and work. It is amazing. I cannot believe that I survived another semester. Next semester I am going to clock how many hours I spend in the Library because this semester was ridiculous. This is my instagram collage of ALL my library pictures. If you didn't know where to find me, you came to the Library. 







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3. I hate breaking hearts. It is not in my genetic makeup to be rude. I am just a little passive spirit in a skinny little body, I hate break-ups. I really do believe that it is one of the most selfish thing that we, as young adults, do. We pick and choose who is good enough for us and leave the remnants of fun memories, inside jokes and that stupid 4 letter word just sitting behind waiting to be re-claimed or picked up by someone else . It is sad, but my future husband and I (wherever he is...) will one day thank one another for all the break-ups we had to endure to find our perfect half. 

And Lastly... a letter on love which has some mighty fine advice. I found this utterly adorable and have been meaning to blog about it for some time now. Enjoy :)


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Back in 1958, John Steinbeck, author of East of Eden, The Grapes of Wrath, and Of Mice and Men, got a letter from his teenage son Thom, in which Thom confessed that he had fallen desperately in love with a girl named Susan at his boarding school.


Steinbeck wrote this wise and wonderful letter back to him the same day...

New York
November 10, 1958
Dear Thom:


We had your letter this morning. I will answer it from my point of view and of course Elaine will from hers.


First -- if you are in love -- that's a good thing -- that's about the best thing that can happen to anyone. Don't let anyone make it small or light to you.


Second -- There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you -- of kindness and consideration and respect -- not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn't know you had.


You say this is not puppy love. If you feel so deeply -- of course it isn't puppy love.


But I don't think you were asking me what you feel. You know better than anyone. What you wanted me to help you with is what to do about it -- and that I can tell you.


Glory in it for one thing and be very glad and grateful for it.


The object of love is the best and most beautiful. Try to live up to it.


If you love someone -- there is no possible harm in saying so -- only you must remember that some people are very shy and sometimes the saying must take that shyness into consideration.


Girls have a way of knowing or feeling what you feel, but they usually like to hear it also.


It sometimes happens that what you feel is not returned for one reason or another -- but that does not make your feeling less valuable and good.


Lastly, I know your feeling because I have it and I'm glad you have it.


We will be glad to meet Susan. She will be very welcome. But Elaine will make all such arrangements because that is her province and she will be very glad to. She knows about love too and maybe she can give you more help than I can.


And don't worry about losing. If it is right, it happens -- The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.


Love,


Father



Thank you all for your amazing support over the last 6 years I hope that there are many more to come. I love you all. I'm curious as to which of your posts have been your favorites over the years.. I will post a few of my favorites, just for kicks!

Dating--

"Honey, Dating is Like a Rubix Cube"

Heartbreak--

The Quiet World

Time-Out

Funny--

Shkool

Whoever said a cat has 9 lives has never had a tabby

Random--

Ninteen,Ten things and da arts-

The One Way Street

the j-crew cords

GOOD NEWS: Shout out to finals week for helping me fill out my j-crew cords that were too big.

BAD NEWS: I can't fit into any of my other pants.

27 questions

Some blogger buddies of my have put out this challenge so I decided to take a study break and fill it out. ENJOY!

• Favorite thing to drink on a hot summer's day.

  Crushed Ice, Sprite with fresh squeezed lime (lime drannnkk)

  
  

  What's your favorite outfit?

  this is a hard one... I always feel cute in a skirt, sandals and a cute blouse. Casual yet flirty. I feel like I am writing a magazine article haha...

  
  

  How did you meet your significant other?

  I'll tell you when I have one... But my ideal place of meeting would have to be a concert or at the grocery store. Random I know but they are so romantic!

  
  

  If you could only pick one book to recommend to the world, what would it be and why?

  The Book of Mormon :)

  
  

  What is your favorite mythical animal?

  

  hmmmm.... probably Falkor that awesome dragon from the Neverending Story

  
  

  What one thing makes you smile the most?

  When I laugh so hard that I get goosebumps, or when I help someone who really needed me.

  
  

  If you had a beard, what would you name it?

  Gregory

  
  

  If you had a pet dragon, what would it look like?

  See above aka (Falkor)

  
  

  What quality is required in a friend?

  They have to be a good listener, and not think I am the most annoying person on the planet.

  
  

  What movie makes you cry every time you watch it?

  There are several I will list them: Shawshank Redemption, Charly, Million Dollar Baby, and Return of the King

  
  

  What food are you a boss at making? ex: pancakes, guac, cupcakes, etc.

  I make a killer artichoke dip. It is a family secret and only has 4 ingredients. The only way to get it is to marry me.

  
  

  What is your favorite article of clothing?

  hmmm.. this is such a vague question. Maybe my favorite jeans. Yup... that's it.
  
  

  
  

  What is your least favorite sound and your favorite smell.

  Well I think that one of my favorite smells is when you go out for a walk and you can smell someone BBQin' or when you walk past a house and you can smell that they are doing laundry. I dont know why but its such a comforting feeling.
  I also love the smell of christmas trees.
  
  
  My least favorite sound.... hmmm. Probably a chair being dragged across a hardwood floor, or really pathetic sneezes. I hate it when people can't sneeze correctly. Almost as bad as when people can't whisper correctly.
  
  
  I am going to end this question by stating my FAVORITE noise. It is the unlock swipe sound on an iPhone I could listen to that ALL DAY LONG.

  
  

  N*Sync or The Backstreet Boys?

  I have seen both in concert and they are both fantastic but I am going to have to go with Backstreet!

  
  

  Tell about a time you felt you were exactly where you were supposed to be.

  Just read this post. This seriously changed my life.

  http://piecesofjocelyn.blogspot.com/2011/06/four-dollars-that-taught-me-million.html

  
  

  What is your favorite book and why?

  I love the Glass Castle. If you haven't read it DO IT. It's so good. I love memoirs SO much.

  
  

  Do you believe in life after death? 

  Do I ever.
  

  
  

  What fiction character(s) do you identify with the most?

  Gah...this is a hard question. Ummm... maybe Jo from Little Women.

  
  

  If you could be any animal for a day, what would you be?

  A bird for sureeee! Or maybe a monkey?

  
  

  Describe your dream life.

  I'm not going to lie it is pretty close to what I have now. I am pretty darn lucky :)

  
  

  What are you most afraid of?

  A failed marriage

  
  

  What's your main goal in life?

  Be the best I can be everyday. Make others happy and in turn make myself happy.

  
  

  What's your favourite song?

  Gah... KNEW this question would be on here. Ummm It changes like everyday but the one song that I can listen to over and over again no matter what mood I am in is probably Sweet Disposition by Temper Trap.
  
  
  I also love Nearer My God To Thee and Come thou Font of Every Blessing by Mo Tab yeahhhh talk about chills.

  
  

  Who is that one person that means everything to you?

  Man, again... quit it with the toughies! I would have to say maybe my mom or my sisters. I would do anything for them.

  
  

  Do you believe in god/ a higher being? If you do, at what point have felt the closest to him/her?

  I am more sure of gods existance than pretty much anything else on this earth. He is around me in all things. I feel the closest to him when I am in nature, or listening to hymns. If you combine the two, you are GUARANTEED waterworks.

  
  

  What superpower would you want and why?

  Teleportation for SURE.

  
  

  If you could alter any moment in your life, which would you?

  hmmm... I think everything I have gone through I have learned a lot about myself. I dont think I would change any of it.

  
  

Correlation and Causation... (plus, my love of sleep)

So remember my last post? If not scroll down and read it.

I am revoking my previous statements about being a skinny girl in an obese body.

This week I have found it increasingly difficult to put on my jeans, so as a result I have been wearing jeggings and sweats all week. It's fine.

Finals sure aren't helping much... that's for sure.

Because I have projects and never ending tests, I get very little sleep, because I get very little sleep, I am very tired. Because I am very tired and have clocked HUNDREDS of hours at the library this semester, I spend all my money on red bull or crap from school's vending machines. Because I spend all my money on red bull and crap from vending machines, I dont have any money. And because I don't have any money, I spend all my pocket change on Wendy's or the BK lounge. SO, this leads me back to the point of this post... It is bikini season coming up and that makes me laugh.

 I need to go to the gym, or go for a run but this brings us back to the original problem... I have no time because all I want to do is sleep and eat, but all I actually do is study and whine about it. It's fine.

Jessica and I were so tired yesterday that we took a nap in her car yesterday between going to the speech clinic and going to class. Just prior to this nap, we hit up the institute for some free quesidillas (yeah I had two. It's fine.) Anyway... I was so tired, I asked Jessica if she would judge me if I parked my tooosh and my 100 lb backback on the floor and took a nap. Her response was, "Yes. I will judge you." Some friend she is. (kidding kidding) Sleeping in unacceptable places should be a hobbey of mine. I don't care if I look like an idiot, if I am getting my pants dirty, or you can see my butt crack.

Don't bug me I am sleeping.

I love sleep. And I love you all.

Tomorrow I am off to Vegas with some of my best buds to see Florence and the Machine. I cannot wait to just not think about school and soak up some rays. We are going to rock climb, eat lots of good foooood and have a blast. I can't wait. Here is one of my favorite Florence songs... what a gem of a ginger she is! Love her.

Obese Girl In a Skinny Body

"I love you like a fat kid loves cake" This is what I say to my food before I eat it. Which doesn't really even make sense?... its kinda like a picture within a picture? A fat kid talking to the ice cream he is about to snarfff down.

Anyway...

I have decided that the majority of my decisions in life revolve around food.

I am motivated by what my dinner plans are, or what I have packed in my lunch that day.

At times my need for food is so out of control that I find myself sitting at restaurants by myself because I just NEEDED that fish taco, or I just NEEDED Village Inn pancakes at 2 in the afternoon. It's fine. People probably think that I have been stood up or pity me for reading People magazine alone while eating my cafe rio. But I don't even care. "I was hungry, this is my me time."

 Don't bug me when I am eating.

This post is inspired because last night I went to Blue Lemon with my gorgeous friend, Lizbiz. Its a new (fresh) zingy little restaurant chain in the SLC area. I ordered what I would call, "the works" It was a steak covered in bacon, feta cheese, sauteed onions, and some sort of gravy/sauce that Zeus himself must have conjured up. It was utterly fantastic. ( I am literally drooling on my keyboard right now.)

I am not lying when I say that if it weren't for sleep or food I would be such a sad little creature... In conclusion I think that I should end this by saying that I am going to be the worst pregnant person on the face of the earth.
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Dear Future-Husband-That-Seems-To-Be-Further-Away-Than-Ever,

Let me start off this letter by saying that I miss you and I don't even know who you are yet. Now... on to the businesses... First item: Get excited to have to find me cadburry creme eggs in July, or run to krispy kreme at the crack of dawn to sustain me from having a panic attack. I apologize in advance for my moody behavior and nasty morning sickness. I know that the latter is a given due to the fact that I gag while brushing my teeth.

Love ,
Your Preggo Eggo

Light at the End of the Tunnel...

So today I got a test score back that did not settle well for my GPA or my stomach... its days like today when I just need to take a breath and watch this.

CANT STOP LISTENING!

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an overdue clue from history

You know that crazy moment when you read the chapter of a mystery novel and everything just kind of clicks and you get chills all over your body?

Well the other day I had one of these moments. Watch this...

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I have always admired Amelia Earhart and not just because my middle name is Amelia. I dressed up as Amelia in 4th grade for halloween. I had cute little goggles, a leather cap and a fur collared leather jacket. My mom has always had a knack for finding amazing costumes. But for me, that halloween, I wore more than just a costume. I remember feeling beautiful as my mother dipped her tickley rouge brush on my chubby cheeks. I always wanted an excuse to wear lipstick, and Amelia gave me just that. I felt like a lady, I felt powerful. I know that sounds cheesy but I had a connection with Amelia and I have ever since. I checked out books about her in my musky school library and learned as much as I could about her.
I spend nights wondering about how scared she must have been, the thoughts that must have been flying threw her head as ultimate chaos ensued that day over the Atlantic.

It was troubling, and even as a child I felt sad about her disappearance.

As I read this story about Amelia and her possible survival on this lonely, isolated place in the middle of the ocean...I almost felt her spirit sitting there on the couch with me as I learned about this extremely overdue clue.

Whatever this new clue brings, I hope that it brings one of my heros to rest. She was an amazing woman and her mystery deserves to be solved.