HAILEYANELA

Here I am 15 days into the new year without a single goal set. There are the usual ones that I've sworn myself to upholding every year: eat healthy, work out more often, regulate my sleep schedule, act like an adult, blah blah blah. They're my go-to goals because, let's be honest, I didn't reach them the year before.

I've been having growing pains. Not the physical ones, but the ones that are forcing me to stretch  beyond my bubble of familiarity. They're of the emotional sort; pushing me to adapt and become  accustomed to a paradoxical norm. Those pesky pains inflict a hollow, emotional ache that floods my  chest as I longingly look back at still-beating memories. Change and growth are inevitable but I  haven't quite learned how to appreciate the moment. That short moment where everyone is all smiles,  devoid of concern and blissfully unaware of the fact that the happiness will fade. People grow up and  grow apart, and that close-knit fellowship will cease to exist. But in that moment it's alive. It's pulsing  with an energy unseen, an energy that infuses inside jokes, pillow talks, and wordless looks. It's an  energy that dismally dims with time. Oh, but how I miss it. halloween '13. rileigh behind the lens.

celebrating life without you With 4 years of (sometimes uncomfortable) dating under my belt, I feel the need to share with the literate world my experiences in the "minefield of love". In this week's diary entry you will find a brief and condensed history of boys I've been around, and my thoughts of who you shouldn't date. Let me be very clear when I say that I am in no way qualified to determine the strength of another's relationship. All advice presented before you comes from personal experience and should be read as such. So here goes nothing... Part One: Hailey's History With The Opposite Sex Awkward isn't a strong enough word to describe myself around boys throughout my teenage years; more specifically high school. I had a hard time trying to read boys and was (& still is) a chronic over-thinker. I read too far into insignificant gestures and assumed that with just the right amount of outfit-planning, I could score myself a boyfr...

where da bae @ doe... call me miley. xo hey there valentines. I hope joy and love was had by all! my Vday was spent in the company of the best girls a gal could have. we greeted the day a little past noon and decided that although we are all bf-less we could still dress up and go out, because Galentines is a VERY real thing!! we enjoyed dinner at a teriyaki grill, but sat at the restaurant for 20+ minutes without drinks BECAUSE THE WAITRESS FORGOT WE WERE THERE. ouch. Like sure the place was full, but the couples aren't more important than the 3-way girl date sitting in the corner... next to do on our list of festivities was a movie at 10:50 but by the time the clock chimed 10:30 Alice and I were more than content to stay home and cuddle on the couch, and Lam didn't mind in the slightest...so we finished the night off watching George Lopez reruns with some guy-pals and snackin on midnight cereal. And if the day ends with mi...

third week in. As everyone else starts a new semester today; I've just gotten into the swing of things with my classes. So far this semester seems like a good one, but I'll keep my fingers crossed so as not to jinx it. I still have my mind (kinda) set on majoring in Graphic Design, but my thoughts are slightly drifting towards the possibility of being a COMM major with an emphasis in PR....hmmm. I'm just a tad unsteady but I'm thinking I'll know for sure what I wanna do by the end of the term. My new apartment complex is GREAT and I absolutely adore my new bunkmates. Our personalities resonate well with each other, and our closeness in age makes me a wee nostalgic for my first semester roomies. #TheCrewIn2202. My only complaint is mine and Alex's slight obsession with Gossip Girl and inability to watch less than 4 episodes in one evening; which makes for very sleepy mornings. and me. I'm actually doing swell. but seriously. I'...

WEEEEEE!! I'm so excited for the opportunity to be able to work with the social networking app  YikYak  as one of their USA Campus Reps for this Spring Semester! I'm SOOOO pumped to be working alongside the other students on campus in an effort to get everyone more connected and unified!! For those not familiar with YikYak; the best way I can explain it is like an anonymous Twitter...haha that description is fairly vague so it'd be best to just download the app and check it out for yourself! ;)  REXBURG KIDS: I'm in need of your help to help grow the herd, and I want YOU. Contact me via email, twitter, fb, or insta if you wanna get involved on campus, and have a blast meeting new people and maybe even scoring some free swag! (and/or taco bell...) on the outfit: I'm so in love with cozy, chunky knits right now because the frosty winter demands nothing less. The more layers the warmer. I threw on these leopard sneakers because the sol...

recently on Pinterest I've been seein g the "open when letters" pin float around. The idea is to write letters to your significant other, and on the envelopes title them "open when you're sad", "open when you're mad at me", "open when you miss me", "open when you're in the mood for a taco ", etc... okay just kidding on that last one. But seriously when my roommates and I first saw it we all let out a collective and appreciate "aweeeee" and our hands fluttered to our chest due to the sudden catching of feels. The second time I saw it, it was still cute. But the third time I saw it all I could think of was how much time and effort would have had to gone into that arduous letter-writing task. How many 'I love yous' and 'remember whens' can you put into a stack of letters before you've run out of words to say? Obviously this is why I'm not in a relationship because I rarely know what to...

YAYYY! It's finally autumn and finally my favorite season! There's just something so nostalgic about fall-time that really resonates with my heart.  The cool crispness in the morning chill and the watery sunlight just makes me swoon. The kind of happy that this season brings to me is just incomparable! and my fun fall-time favorites are as follows: to do: BE OUTSIDE. The weather is so mild and perfect for a sweater. You don't have to worry about collapsing from heat-stroke and the chill won't bite through the cable knit! So far I've been able to carve pumpkins, sit in the rain, hot tub, and go for a motorcycle ride. I'm just so in love with the beauty that comes with the inescapable death of summer. to drink: You think I'd say PSL (a pumpkin spice latte for all you non-basic girls) but I'm actually loving orange hot chocolate right now. If you've ever had the pleasure of devouring a Christmas chocolate orange, then you'll know i...

happy fourteenth month w.u.!  HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY CUTE LIL' BLOG! so after looking through my blog and all of my posts I realized that last week Words Unspoken turned 14 months! happy days! For me to keep up with it for this long is really an incredible feat, and I'm so proud of all the time and effort that I've funneled into this creative outlet of mine. When I first started my blog I was at the turning point in my life. I had just graduated high school, my (then) boyfriend had left to California, and I myself was getting ready to start college. It was all very exciting and extremely stressful at the same time! I was so pumped to move out and head to college, but was beyond nervous and had no idea what to expect. So I decided that wanted somewhere to let out all of my feelings without necessarily keeping a long-hand journal (although I am a passionate advocate for smashing*) so Words Unspoken was born.  First it was just a bunch of my random daily deali...

When I thought of forever I pictured bliss. Sure I know bliss is more of a feeling and not so much a scene but I just imagined bliss. Lots of smiling. The kind where your eyes crinkle in the corners and you put all your little white teeth on display. Lots of morning kisses, sunshine through the trees, fingers interlocked so tight that a whisper of air wouldn’t be able to pass between the pressed palms, forehead kisses that make you swoon and your eyes droop in pleasure, dancing in socks in the cold glow of the refrigerator light. I imagined secret looks and shared smiles across the table, slow and sleepy morning murmurs, late night pillow talks and goodnights instead of goodbyes. Borrowed button ups but never borrowed time, because you both knew exactly how each other felt. Unfortunately the bliss I was looking for, wasn't looking for me. There were late nights of aloneness and deprivation. Locked in bathrooms crying in the tub with the lights off wishing I hadn't given ...

Our society puts high importance and an even higher price tag on beauty. We are told and reminded from adolescence that we need to fit a specific mold and form to be considered “beautiful”; and if we don’t fit society’s norms and expectations than we are not up to par to the glamorous models plastered on magazines and newsstands on every corner. But since we have grown up and matured in this society we already believe that we need to meet their vain requirements to ever succeed in this competitive, aggressive, and sex oriented world. We should meet those standards because, let’s be real, pretty people always make it further in the job field.   Women are hired based on their looks, how white their teeth are, how smooth and poreless their face appears, how small and non-existent their waste is, rather than the job requirements. Sure they may possess some sort of stipulations that helped them to land that position, but if a heavy-set woman with frizzy hair and bad skin came in with...

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. There’s so so much that I am immensely grateful for. Ok so  rewind; I was kind of down this morning because I have to make a decision and I’m really  skeptic and afraid of either of the outcomes. So here I am at a crossroads standing still  worrying, not making a choice. And while on my little morning stroll to class this AM I saw a  post on Insta from my main girl Julianne Hough…..  This entire time I had been viewing my  situation as a burden, something that I was afraid would swallow me whole. In no place in my  mind had I seen this as a blessing to be thankful for. Immediately I was overcome with a sense  of gratitude and happiness for what I had and what I had spread out before me. And so, with a  sense of motivation to start my day and a spring in my step I started listing off the things I am  thankful for. I’m thankful for the sunshine on my face...