Bulldog

Monday was an intense FHE! We had just come back from Marianas Resort where we were snorkeling as a family and picked up subway to eat up on the dojo. We had song prayer and lesson and for activity we played the chicken game, where everyone hops around on one foot trying to knock everyone else over. It was really funny. Then they wanted to play bulldog. I "wisely" suggested that we not since every time I've played someone has gotten hurt. Everyone still wanted to do it though so we did. For everyone who doesn't know what bulldog is: everyone lines up at one side of the room and someone is in the middle (the bulldog), the people who are lined up try to get to the other side without being turned over on to their back by the bulldog, if you get turned over then you become a bulldog too. So the first round went fine and then dad decided to join. We were all bulldogs accept Skylar and Dad. The round started and Sterling runs toward dad and accidentally whams his knee right into dads face. blood was pouring from his mouth and he said his nose felt like it was in the wrong place. Poor daddy. ;) He now has a swollen split lip and a super ouchy nose. I'm not sure what I told the Korean investors he gave a presentation to that day...

spinning circles

It's raining!!!!! Woooohoooooo!!! I love it!

When we were little Skylar and I were sitting on the front porch watching the lightning and Skylar said, "It's like it's taking our picture!" So now I'm going to go outside, get soaked, and say CHEESE!

Okay that was exciting...so let's see. I made a new planner today! I'm postive that this one will do the trick. I think I'm on my fourth planner for the year, but I'm okay with that because this one will actually work! Tori is probably laughing at this because that is what I say for every new book I decorate and put that date on, but I'm pretty confident this time.

I still have a headache from running into the sliding glass door. I haven't done anything that psycho in a long time. well ce'st la vie! Life stays interesting.

Reminiscing

I'm up, grown up, in exactly 57 days...18. Things are very different from how I expected they would be. My homeschool graduation ceremony will have nine people in attendance. My mom my dad, two sisters, four brothers, and me. plus a cake but that doesn't count as a person. Do we ever really grow up? I guess deep down I hope we don't. I always want to be Tikla, I guess I always will be. Life is wonderful, life is a dance, life is a song, life is laughter and tears, mountains and valleys, spinach and jello. I will never be a 12 year old again. I'll never go to seminary again, yesterday was here, lived, and then gone. We are all given enough time. I wonder how much I've wasted. I don't want to think about that. I want to think about all the time I still have that I won't waste. What am I going to do? I'm excited to find out. It's late I should be in bed. I can't sleep, I keep thinking about how much I'll miss singing in harmony with Tori, waking up to roosters at 5:30 in the morning, walking on the beach. This all sounds so sad, but it isn't. Not really. It's the beginning of a story, or a new chapter.

"Those who do not hear the music, think the dancer mad."

Oh, what a beautiful world we live in!

Makin' Faces in the Mirror

You know what I've decided. If you don't have time to make faces in the mirror every morning then you are too busy. I was looking through baby pictures of me the other day and I found these ones:

The Faces of Tikla!

Seminary graduation is coming up. It's amazing how fast it has gone by. four years ago I started Old Testament in Highland Utah and now I'm graduating on Saipan! Who would've thought. I've been so blessed living here. It is just exactly what I needed and Heavenly Father knew that.

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