Blah.

I ate one too many cookies.
Three boys, moving on to serve the Lord.
-Tempe, Arizona. -Rome, Italy. -El Salvador, San Salvador.
I feel as if I wasted two and a half hours of my life today.
Watching a movie for a class. Oh well.
I have absolutely nothing else to say.
93 days, say what?
Home bound.
On Friday.
10:30.
AM.

Booya.

Comfort.

I know an Angel. And... when something's off, she knows exactly what to send. 

I couldn't be more grateful. 

I didn't think she was listening when I talked
about these little beauties.. 

Intro. This Is Me.

My name is Jerrica. I go by many different names. You can call me Jer, Jer-bear, Jereeka-cheeka, Boo hisser, J-jizzle, etc. I have long blonde hair, and green eyes. Sometimes my eyes change colors to blue, depending on what color of clothes I wear. However, my license says green, so we'll stick with that. I don't like wearing make up, but I wear it anyway. Hair? Yeah, we got the natural curl going on almost every day. When it's straightened, I love it, but often don't take the time.

I'm a pretty easy going person. I will be shy when you first meet me, but as you get to know me you'll see my personality come out. At random times I will crave coloring, eat crackers, or just have a dance party with whoever I'm standing next to. I am a happy person, but no one's perfect. I do have my faults, and have bad days. I mess up, I slack off, I don't color in the lines. Sometimes I get caught up in the negative and don't realize all of Gods creations passing me by. I cry often, but smile ten times as much. When I can't get myself out of the dumps, I pray and ask to notice a miracle the next day. I always do.


My family means the world to me. They have always been there for me, and I don't know what I would do or who I would be without them. I like coming home on the weekend to see them, rather than my friends. If you ask me to tell you which parent I'm closer to, I can't. Because I'm close to both. They're amazing. My brother is on a mission right now, he will be getting home this summer and I couldn't be happier. Missionaries have a special place in my heart. We will both be going to school the same time, same place. I couldn't be more excited, I have a count down.


Religion is how I live. I wouldn't want it any other way. I'm proud of it, grateful for it. I believe that love is real, but hard to find. I believe people are sent to us, to answer prayers. I know that I'm being tested, and watched over. I know I am loved, by my Father in Heaven.


Utah State is where I go. I've learned to love Logan. I wasn't so sure of it when I first arrived. I've met people who have changed my life. I love them. I've discovered new hobbies, figured out what I want to do, and a glimpse of who I want to be. I've watched friendships die, heart ache, new friendships reborn. I've been blessed above and beyond what I deserve. School is coming along, but I still have a few years to go. It's going to be a great ride.


I'm the kind of girl who loves date dances, and getting all dressed up. I will sleep an extra fifteen minutes and forget the cute clothes. I enjoy side walk chalk and flying kites. I shower when I feel like it. Parks are my idea of fun. Bike rides on a Sunday are A-okay. Thanksgiving is the greatest holiday known to man. Eating peanut butter M&M's are the love of my life. I would someday, like to meet an Amazing RM, fall in love, get married in the temple, have a family, and own a Jeep. I go on runs in shorts and t-shirts when it's snowing, I find it therapeutic. Others call my crazy. Once I tried to drink two bottles of water a day, I thought I would die on the toilet, seeing as that is where I spent half my time. When I get letters in the mail, I can guarantee you I will do a happy dance. I love to read. Books will never leave me. Miracles happen daily. My life ain't perfect, but it's mine.

Absence.

Have you ever been with someone for a period of time, 
then when they leave you feel like everything they just said was meaningless? 
No point at all? 
Do you ever read a note or comment from a friend and feel like it wasn't sincere?
They were just trying to fill in the gaps of a broken friendship?
Just, Empty Words?


It's not worth it. 
Aren't we supposed to live life to our fullest potential?
Why does this happen anyway?
I don't understand. 
But I'm trying.
And now,
I'm over analyzing those Empty Words you just said to me. 


Thanks Sparky. 
Cya.
Leave a message after the beep. *Beep*...

That's high on the list.

   This weekend I came home to an empty house. I didn't mind, I was warned before hand as to which door to go through and which car to use. After about 26 minutes of being home, okay it could have been 27 for all I know, I got into my car and left. Big quiet houses aren't my specialty. 
   
   No big deal, I just drove to a parking lot to watch him play basketball. Being a half hour early is a little much, but I brought a book. My constant companion, well.. one of them. The time came, he drove up. I got out to switch into my shoes (I was wearing slippers of course), he walked over and gave me a hug. 


   He played, I watched. It was intense. Those facial expressions made me laugh so hard. I smiled lots. We talked. After the game, he took a shower, I talked to his amazing Aunt and Uncle. He opened my door, I got in. We drove, no destination in mind. Finally I decided on a movie. He was glad I chose. 


   Two hours later. Hand in hand. We left and skipped to the car. He put the car in park, I jabbed his side. We talked, it was nice. I Loved it. Man, I sure do have a big thing for that one. He opened my door, and we talked a little more. Big, long hug. Kiss on the cheek. 

   I was upset for a minute (minute, meaning 15 hours). After thinking about it constantly a thought popped into my head (Thanks to the big man up top). He leaves soon. This is what's best. Love the way you can.


   He Respects Me. I Respect Him.

re·spect

Esteem for or a sense of the worth or excellence of a person,a personal quality or ability, or something considered as amanifestation of a personal quality or ability: I have great respect for her judgment.

A Hero.

Bet you didn't know I graduated, huh? 

Today while driving back from country swing dancing, I was reminded of an incident. It was summer of 2010, I was loving life, hanging out with friends left and right. One evening a friend called to see if I wanted to get together with her and a few other people. Soon after getting there I felt a little odd, I realized I felt as if I were observing a group date. Yes, that's right, every boy there matched up with a girl in whom they liked at the time. So ther I was.. awkward as can be. 

I had driven my own car just in case I needed to leave early at any time. Unfortunately we had driven to someone else's house to play volleyball after playing card games. I was dragged off in another car to save on gas? I don't know. My friend told me to come with her in their car. So I did. 

Soon after getting to one boys house I went on a walk. My goal? To get lost. I didn't want to be there anymore, I was uncomfortable and didn't want to be around them. I had also found out they were going to be watching a movie later. I shed a tear or 30, and made a phone call.
 Dad was on his way, even though he was going to be Late to racquetball. I was so grateful for that. Ten minutes later, I jumped into the car and was dropped off at my friends house to get the car I had driven. He is my hero. He saved me. I'm so grateful for my dad, he's amazing. I love him so much. 

French Braids

today my hair is in a french braid. so is jerrica's.

i'm wearing a dark grey sweatshirt. jer is also wearing a dark grey sweatshirt.

it's t-shirt tuesday so i'm wearing my institute shirt. jerrica is too.

skinny jeans. both of us.

i'm wearing brown shoes. she's wearing brown shoes.

socks. check.

we are twins.

i love her!

love always,

lauren :)

p.s. jerrica said i could write her blog post.

The day of Sucking.

Jerrica can Not handle this anymore.
I may just explode soon.
I would like it if someone put the pieces back together after.
Mucho thanks. I'm so Done with today.
Bye.

just one of those days

Technically today was pretty good, it was tonight that got me in a funk. I don't know what it is. It could be him saying Saturday night is already busy. Meaning my time is getting slim. Or just the realization of my thinking when it comes down to it. Whatever it was, it messed me up. Two hours after talking and I was still upset, more upset than before. Why does this have to happen? Yeah, I don't know either. I took a hot shower, didn't cry. Best friend Jenjen and I texted. (Yeah, we live a floor apart and we text, who cares..) I understood better. She saw how I was thinking, and feeling and told me the verdict. From now on, he needs to be second. However flippin hard that is. 

Wish. Me. Luck. 

P.S. If anyone would like to make me a dozen chocolate cupcakes with cream cheese frosting on top, I would love you for the rest of my life. It's my new comfort. You know. Like a hug. But you can eat it. :)

51 Days Late.

Happy 1st Birthday Bloggity Blog. 

Sorry, I'm late. 

It's probably just me.

Some things can Really get on my nerves, like:
-Plain walls with no pictures.
-Having to get up early.
-Forgetting to set an alarm.
-Missing someone you won't see soon.
-Waiting for letters.
-Late night showers.
-Falling asleep on top of your covers.
-Distressed Good-nights.
-being the Third wheel.
-Being late to class.
-Working out in the middle of the day.
-Broken phones.

I hope you read this.

I hope you know.

Not a day goes by that I don't think of you,

Or want to be near.
You make me feel so Beautiful.
You give me butterflies. 

I want to tell you everything that happens throughout the day, 

and hear your stories from work and school.

Seeing your face light up when we talk about your mission coming up.  

I wish I could hear your laugh. 

Or see your smile. :)  

I wish for all of those, "If only's" to come true. 

I just quite plainly Love you. 

Now I'll go brush my teeth, turn off my light, say my prayers.

I hope it's okay,

I'm probably going to fall asleep in your jacket.

Nose.

That's me.

That isn't my Jacket.

It's super comfy though.

Thanks for letting me use it.

See you Soon. 

:)

It's Her Turn.

Dear Jenjen,
   It was Tuesday, August 31st.. I was still a nervous wreck after trying to adjust Way to fast to college life, you were just walking on the side walk the opposite way. I stopped you to ask if you knew where the outside movie was. You said we could just walk over together. We walked, and talked. Once we found my old high school friends, it was you and I who talked the most. We shared a blanket, and a bag of Peanut butter M&M's. I had a feeling I should go to the outdoor movie, instead of running. I'm glad I did, if not.. where the heck would I be today??
   You may know some of this already, you may not. Since the day I first met you, I knew you were absolutely amazing. I could tell you were the type of person I wanted to be around. I wanted to be best friends. I'm so grateful we finally are. You know me best, and I'm very glad you do.
   Jen, you're so wonderful. You're beautiful in every way, and know the gospel so much you light up. I love how we stay up late talking about everything, how I can tell you everything. I like how you can tell when I'm sick of something, or someone, and tell me I need to take a nap or take some time out for myself. It makes me laugh whenever we go to each others classes. Country Swing is so fun with you. You and your boy-crazy-boot-loving self. I'm so excited to be room mates next year. I couldn't be happier. :) You are an amazing blessing in my life.
   I miss you so much already. ...and I have SO MUCH to tell you. Prepare yourself, girlfriend. I Love you so much Jenjen. :)

Love,
Jerrica C. Os.

1:00AM

Hey ya'll I'm in St. George! Will be for the next few days. I'll fill you in on how it goes when I'm back home :) no worries.

It's Tradition.

It was raining and cold.. so we couldn't find anyone to take it for us.
Ignore the fact that It's crooked, and I'm cut off.
I think it adds flare.
Okay? :)

Saturday at Home.

I woke up and went skiing. 

I biffed, did the splits, and took my dad down with me. 

Isaac went down the hill yelling, "FOR NARNIA!" with one fist in the air. 

My Hero *...dreamy sigh..*

I still feel sick.

How long is this going to last? 

But it's okay, my momma gave me medicine. 

Yesterday it was Sudafed. Didn't work. 

Today she had me use this nasal stuff. 

It worked like a Charm.

It didn't last long. 

Oh well. 

Sierra and I took pictures cause we love each other. 

And our outfits were fabulous. 

So why not?

I am sporting my moms Christmas sweater. 

 Sierra is sporting the Turquoise skinnies.

Sadie and Diana came over.

We made a cake. 

And decorated it.

Sierra made heavenly sugar cookies. 

The recipe to the cookies can be found Here.

I don't know what I would have done without them. 

P.S. The cake says "boys suck" Um.. Inside joke? Haha!

Sorry that I have more pictures than usual.. Deal with it? 

Define.

Thanks Dictionary.com for defining my feelings for me. You're the best. Wish me luck. 

nerv·ous

[nur-vuhs]

–adjective

1.

highly excitable; unnaturally or acutely uneasy orapprehensive: to become nervous under stress.

anx·ious

[angk-shuhs, ang-]

–adjective

1.

full of mental distress or uneasiness because of fear ofdanger or misfortune; greatly worried; solicitous: Her parentswere anxious about her poor health.

Dear Secret Crush,

Oh Maroon Shirt Guy. It's ridiculous how excited I get when I see you.

Sometimes I see you at the Marketplace, and on occasion at the Junction. Tonight was different. I was going with Jenjen to rent a movie. As we walked into Hastings, guess who walked by right in front of us.. You and your beautiful self. I couldn't believe my eyes. I glanced at you and tried So hard not to stare, Jen said you looked at us again.. I think it's because when I see you we often make awkward eye contact. So maybe, just maybe you Noticed me!! After a while you walked by us again, and looked.. :)

I'll make you a deal Maroon Shirt Guy. Next time I see you and we make awkward eye contact, I'll say hi. Only if you aren't with anyone else. Deal? Okay, well I guess I'll say hi to you soon.. Ooh.. I'm nervous already.. Okay, Bye! ;)

You're Secret Admirer,
                        J-rica Os.

P.S. Don't tell... but I think it's because you look like this guy. 

The Rush.

I love that feeling.

You're on the slopes. 

Speeding past people in slow motion.

Crouching down.

Wind stinging your face. 

Tears spilling out of the sides of your eyes.

Because of how fast your going. 

This Is pure Joy.  

Tomorrow I will wake up with sore legs, and no voice. 

It was worth it. 

She Know's How To Make Me Cry.

"You're beautiful. Cute, pretty, gorgeous. I've always been jealous of you. Your laugh makes everyone around you smile and your eyes always twinkle :) I'm always your friend and if you need me to beat someone up just let me k now and I'll take a bus up to Logan.....You're gorgeous and amazing and wonderful and I'm oh so jealous of you. I love you, you're the best big sister ever."
-Sierra O.
":) I love you too. You're just amazing and I think it's time you know that."
-Sierra O.

Done.

I want to be someone who cares,
not someone who looks and stares.
I want to be some who's kind,
who'll lift a finger for a friend in a bind.
I want to be a friend to all,
hanging out, the one they call.
I want to leave a memory for those,
who have any doubts on what they choose.
I want to leave a mark,
not just fall into the dark.
I want to leave some hope,
that others can follow their heart
keep those they love, and those apart.
I hope they know it's okay,
to let those leave, who don't wish to stay.
I pray they know it's okay to cry,
to call to the Lord, and ask him why.
I want them to see me now sitting here,
wiping away the tears so it's clear.
I know that it'll be alright,
There's hope for tomorrow,
just sleep well tonight.