KENXEER(

(The X is actually a Z and the R and ( are silent.) (So in actuality it's Kenzee. Just in case you didn't catch that.)

I have done a horrible thing. I never posted on Her Birthday. 

So, now, as I lay down with a full stomach of Water, I will blog about her. 

The Definition of Kenzee is the following...

         Beautiful, PRETZEL, laughter, tripping, spontaneous, fun, Hannah Montana, gorgeous,  singing, outgoing, ecstatic, sweats, smiles, hugs, St. George, awesome, sun, loving, coloring, caring, amazing, short, bubbles, country swing dancing, sleeping, late nights, giggling, future room mates, leaving notes, considerate, adventurous, desert, Chocolate. 

This, My friends, Is Kenzee. 

R.I.P.

"SARAH PUT DOWN THAT HANDCART.. AND WIPE THE DIRT FROM OFF OF YOUR FACE!"

It was fun while it lasted... Until someone told me that apparently it's annoying when I yell that down the hall. 

I will never yell that ever again.
Good Bye.

Not Love,
              Jerrica.

Singing Time.

"You're gunna catch a cold, From the Ice inside your Soul."

I don't know what it is about this song. But it sure hits a spot deep inside my heart.


I don't like that it hits a spot deep inside. 
Oh for the Love.

Kait.

This was a while back. Just a good conversation with an old friend. Not the usual, but I wouldn't mind if it were the usual.


Jerrica: Oh have fun! It was so good talking to you!


Kaitlyn: yes! It was! As soon as summer comes, we are getting together ok?


Jerrica: Done!!! Or sooner if there's a random time. 


Kaitlyn: ok sweet! Agreed, absolutely!


Jerrica: I miss you Kait.


Kaitlyn: I miss you too Jer. For reals no jokes.

Can you tell I miss her? I do. A lot. I miss Kaitlyn so much. We were best friends for the longest time. Now we're both at college. Moving on with life. However, I will Never forget her.


I will never forget when we were little and played with barbies. When we would pretend our scooters were horses that we fed sugar to. Watching her practice dance in her garage, or in her basement. When I went to my first Feis to watch her dance. I won't forget what we talked about on runs, when we were on the cross country team together. Or the late nights after young womens, sitting on her bed looking at yearbooks, laughing at the stupid things we used to do, and boys we used to like. Launching pencils into the ceiling, only because you had a rubber band, I had the pencils, and Mr. Dean didn't care that he put us by each other on the seating chart.. Even though we were best friends. I won't forget high school. Especially the time we sang a duet in choir. I won't forget how sad I was to tell you I was moving. I won't forget how we lost contact during that senior year. I won't forget how much I missed you those first few weeks at a new school, eating lunch alone. 


Kaitlyn, I love you so much. I hope you know that. I can't wait till our busy schedules will let us see each other at least once in the next few months. I miss you dearly. 


Love, 
Jerrica C. Osmun. 

The Past Few Days

(For lack of better picture.
See the bangs. Check them out.)

-slept for 11 hours last night.
-didn't change out of my sweats. Still haven't. Probably won't tomorrow either.
-texted a little bit. Yeah, that was a bad idea.
-came home, going back tomorrow.
-played with long lost cousin.
-got a hair cut. It's cute. I like it. I have bangs.
-forgotten memories were brought up.
-should have stayed forgotten.
-made an excel page of friends and missions.
-i got up to 14.
-do you know how many stamps that is?
-grandpa isn't doing well again.
-i just want to go back to Logan.

I'll see you soon.

POST 100.

These are my notes from the fireside on Sunday. 

What can I say...?

I'm a Graphic Design Major. ;)

P.S. This is my 100th blog post. I will stand now as you clap for my great achievement. Thank you, thank you. I'd like to thank my followers for following me. Slightly stalkerish, but I Love it, I mean look at me, I stalk as well. You are Not alone!! Thank you. 

I'd also like to thank the Parental Unit I have been so greatly blessed with. Even though you don't read this, You both are my role model. Amazing, Inspiring, Entertaining. All of the above. Now I shall go, Thank you and good day. :)

Day Of Love.

Early.

Valley View 2nd floor. 

Laying on the ground. 

Just the two of us.

Three hours. 

Talking. 

Laughing. 

Crying.

This is how to spend Valentines morning. 

Swing dancing. 

9:30 AM. 

Cute boys. 

Lifts that terrify. 

Friends and laughing. 

So fun. 

This is how to spend Valentines late morning. 

Slapping tush's. 

Cutting out paper. 

Writing Valentines notes. 

With colorful markers.

Country music. 

Skype.

Add some more laughing. 

This is how to spend Valentines afternoon. 

Taking an overdue shower. 

All natural hair. 

Pink shirt.

Pink shoes. 

Hugs.

Dinner with everyone. 

Off to the dance. 

Meet nice boy. 

Flirt a lil. 

Dance my heart out. 

Interpretive dance with cousin. 

Talk with good friends. 

This is how to spend Valentines night. 

Best Monday yet? Check!

A letter, MY favorite thing.

To All it may concern,

To those who hate me, 

   Thank you for helping me become a stronger person.

To those who have served me, Thank you,
   You've helped me see that there are good people out there.

To those who love me,
    Thank you for showing me how big a heart can be.

To those who listen to me,
     You've shown me how to be there, and hear others opinions, thank you.

To those who have hurt me,
     Thank you for helping me find myself.

To those who cry with me,
      Thank you for helping me feel the comfort of another.

To those who show me love,
       Thank you for being an example of what I want.

To those who have walked out,
        You've taught me how to stick it out, thanks.

To those who have come into my life and are here,
        Thank you, you've made me who I am today, I'm grateful for that.

With Love,
           Jerrica C. Osmun

Keep singing T-Swift.

"All that I know is that
I don't know how to be something you miss
Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips"

Good news All around!

Three fabulous things have happened today.

1. I got to play Just Dance 2 with Cousin and a whole lot of friends. It made me super tired, but it was quite fun. 

2. This boy right here got his mission call. Richie Thomas is going to the Thailand Bangkok Mission. I almost cried when he read where he was called to, but I thought I'd save that for another night. Tonight was happy, he chose to go on a mission. :) Richie, you're an amazing friend and example to me. I look up to you. Love you! 

3. I went Country Swing Dancing at the Fun Park. I wasn't quite sure I wanted to go at first, but I'm glad I did. Baha! I'm going to marry a cowboy, it's official. I'm head over heels in love. 

It's about 1:30 now. I think it is Time for bed! I am exhausted, but it's been a great day :)

P.S. I figured out how to reply to the email. Don't even worry. 

Sarah Put Down That Handcart.

I have nothing to say.

(this has absolutely nothing to do with this blog post.
Special treat from me to you.
Enjoy.)

My life is like a bunch of unfinished projects.
I said that to Jenjen today.
I have 999 views on my blog.
I find that spectacular.
An email came today.
It's put me through a whirl wind.
I've been all mixed up inside lately.
Nooot the best.
Help?
Oh I went to Chemistry today.
I'm not in Chemistry.
But I don't care.
That's how I roll.
I very much don't want to wake up tomorrow.
Swing dance terrifies me.
We're doing lifts.
I would Really like to talk to my brother.
I need advice, lots of it.
What the buffer.
This email.
Seriously.
I will get an email from Dal tomorrow.
With advice hopefully.
That's what I asked for.

I Miss This.

 Rock climbing in gym shorts. A day back in Childhood. Dancing all night. Going on walks. Primary songs. Quelf. Nose goes. "Do you want an.. Apple?" Talking about family. Pick up lines. Lame jokes. Being tickled so hard it hurt. Opening my door. Being a gentleman. Date to Toy Story 3. Fruit Loop necklaces. Funny faces. Late night talks. Thenthitive (sensitive) feet. Counting the stars. Butterflies before he came. Long hugs. Good smells. Anxious to check my email. Looking forward to the next phone call. Hearing a happy voice. Inside jokes. His laugh. Temple square is a must. Spinning cars. Coming to my rescue. Letting me cry. Side walk chalk. Tire marks on the road. Just to be with you. Planning our next adventure. 

....Is that okay? Oh please just tell me this is Normal.

It happened.

I. Went. On. A. Date.
(Second date this school year, don't worry)

Last night I went to an Institute Dance with Kevin B(He has three siblings, likes cars, is going to be a pilot, went on his mission to Brazil, and absolutely loved it). In all honesty, I didn't know Kevin very well, I was quite nervous to go.
Us girls all got ready about an hour before we were supposed to meet the boys. We looked Dang attractive. Kenzee's date had taken a nap, so he got dressed real quick. After that we snapped a few pictures and were on our way.
We first walked into the dance and saw about five couples, that's it... Ha ha! But who cares? We obviously didn't, so we started dancing right then and there.
Let me tell you... Kevin is a Great dancer! Francisco even did a little bit of swing dance with Kenzee and I. Just to make sure we're all practiced up for Swing class on Monday.
When the dance ended(On an amazing note might I add, I mean who doesn't like Celine Dion?!), we went back to the dorms, had a quick change, and played Just Dance 2. Bah! It was so entertaining.
Oh I had Fun!

P.S. Today was the Shelley Wasatch Winterfeis. I danced, shocking, I know. Felt dang good about it. I didn't place overall but.. I placed individually. 3rd in my Reel, 2nd in my Set. Oh, and I scored a free sweatshirt.. It says "Real Men Irish Dance" In the top corner. I'm going to wear it anyway.

I'm tired. 3.5 hours of sleep haven't been good to me. My knuckles are cracking and bleeding, lotion should help. My legs are still orange-ish from that tanning lotion. My legs kind of hurt a titch. My brain hurts, I have too many credits. My heart aches, some days are harder than others. I've fallen asleep at my computer already, it's only 7:00PM. Jerrica, calm down. Everything will work out. Trust.

Happy Person Post.

I have a cousin, his name is Michael Zajac.
We are such great friends, Zajac and I.
Today we played Just Dance 2 for a few hours.
Cousin is so outgoing and funny.
If I'm ever having a bad day, I just talk to him and Bam, bad day gone good. Great huh?
I thought so.
We both love interpretive dance.
And we like to.. Whip your hair back and forth, whip your hair back and forth (*repeat thirty times or until head starts to throb.)
Zajac, you are an amazing cousin.
:)

Boots and belt buckles.

Dear Country Swing Dance Class, 
   I like you a lot. When I first heard of you I thought you sounded amazing! I knew it was fate. However, when I first met you, I must say I was a little nervous.. You've surprised me though. I just love you so much now! You've helped me oodles. :)
   Since meeting you, I now get up and get ready in the mornings on Monday and Wednesdays(Fridays too, but I don't see you then. Tuesday is T-shirt day, and Wednesday we wear sweats. It's scheduled. We work it.). I really do, and it's weird. I put on a little make up, do my hair, and even try to match my clothes. Another good thing that has come from meeting you are all of the people I've met through you. You know, whenever I see you everyone is so social with each other. I've met many attractive boys as well, I have a crush on about three of them right now. One was SO nice today. Mm.. yes..
   Well Country Swing, I'm a tad bit tired today. Sorry. I'm glad we could talk today, I'm Very excited to see you again on Monday! Have a good night.
Love,
    Jerrica C.

Lauren Kasteler

Beautiful. Amazing. Gorgeous. Kind. Considerate. Loving. Caring. Smart. Wonderful. Nice. Great. Excellent. Stunning. Awesome. Special. Extraordinary. Terrific. Marvelous. 

Oh you knew I was talking about Lauren? Good. :) Did you know it was her birthday? Happy 19th, you old Fart! I Love You!

Home is where the heart is.

I am HOME. Again. Yes, I was here just over a week ago.
Here's the thing.
My grandma comes home from her mission on Tuesday at 1:00PM. I will be at the airport, saying, "I love you!" I am Uber excited. (164 days till Anziano Osmun comes home).
Oh and I think I'm going to buy some jeans too, I'm in need of some skinnies.
I really love Sadie, and her music.
Jenjen drove me here. She is an angel. I absolutely Love her.
I keep looking at this.
Someday over the rainbow.
My sister can play that on the Uke.
Love her.