HAILEYANELA

just a  glimpse at my extraordinarily crazy summer. a word to describe this summer: wow. these past few months have just gone by in a complete blur. when I finished up my freshman year of college at BYU-I in april I felt like my summer was stretched out before me with a million different possibilities and a trillion days before I could even think about going back to school.  when I first came home it was different to say the least . I felt like the entire world had just shifted on it's axis and everything was topsy-turvy. I got a job, and realized I hated it in the same week. For the most part a lot of my high school friends were still back at college. And the new friends that I had made while in Rexburg, the ones that had seen be grow and change in those crazy 7 months, weren't by my side anymore. To put it lightly, I was incredibly lonely. So to ease my sense of misplacement and confusion I chose to adventure up to Provo, UT and enroll in BYU summer session. ...

for our last summer fling before I leave to college, my family decided that we wanted to adventure to disneyland! sure I may in fact be nineteen years old, but for me the disney magic and happiness never dies, and is honestly irreplaceable. I was slightly hesitant to go on a friday and saturday; dreading that the lines would be never-ending and the summer heat unbearable ( like the summer's first d-land trip ) BUT to my complete astonishment and uncontainable joy, the lines were nearly nonexistent and the weather was beautifully mild! I'd like to believe that cali was giving me a sweet lil' good bye present. xoxo driving at night>>> home. a very rare picture of my little sis Skyler. our love of all things disney is perfectly displayed in our facials expressions. I'm obviously the biggest fan. the best way to end a night. SPRINKLES FOR DAYS. gas is totally cheaper in cali. the essentials. let it be known that I had to purchas...

I am a firm believer in all things plaid. You'd think I'd have wiped Hollister clean considering the number of plaid button ups I have hanging in my closet. NO SHAME. So today I figured (let it be known my knowledge on fashion is limited) that it would be a good idea to mix two popular trends. Neon and plaid. and honestly I think I did a pretty good job.  jeans: aeo plaid: hollister co. shoes: journeys belt: target necklace: charlotte russe ~hk

Because sometimes all you need is a spontaneous adventure to kickstart your summer. A big thank you to my superb friends for not getting tired of me and always laughing at my dumb "what if" scenarios. You're the bestest. p.s. even though it was extremely hot, and the lines were crazy long, and Tyler got burned like a lobster, and there were crazy high schoolers running amuck (like who invited you?), and we were forced to nap on the couch in Innoventions, I wouldn't undo the trip one bit!

When I was still in high school and I imagined college, the first thing that came to mind was: freedom. No curfew, living by my own rules, and no "checking in". I was pumped to be my own guardian and ruler... Ok I know that sounds a bit exaggerative, but I was so ready to fly from my nest and not look back. And let's be real now, my first year of college was all that and more. I had amazing roommates, a comfortable apartment complex, and the only time I was "checking in" was to make sure, what we had dubbed the "couch boat", was clear for a cuddling sesh. I had gotten use to the semi-restrictive rules that our school Honor Code enforced, but regardless I felt like I was living the dream. I felt a sense of independence and liberty that I had never experienced when I had lived at home. The feeling had given me a glimpse of what life after college offered, a look into the near future where I could come home to MY apartment where I made MY own rules... Bu...

I feel like Im about to die. Literally these past few weeks and especially now my entire life is flashing before my eyes. I remember chasing around my kindergarden crush around the playground until he cornered me and my friends. I remember in first grade my bestfriend Kaitlyn and I would eat lunch as fast as we could so we could spend as much time playing hopscotch to our own rules. I remember when being 6 was the best thing in the entire world because all I had to worry about was getting my routine right for the school talent show. I remember getting my tonsils out in second grade. I remember having the new teacher in third grade and she never taught us cursive and it was the year I got glasses. In fourth grade I remember art class and how watercolor was something I pretended to be good at. I remember in fifth grade I swore my classmates were the best and nothing could go wrong until my best passed away. I remember sixth, seventh and eighth grade were a blur of awkward moments, weird ...