Happy Father's Day おとうさん！

Neither of us are into mushy stuff so I'll leave it at

you're my favorite dad :)

Love you!

There are just some days that are refreshing. Today was one of them. Went to Pike Place today and it was work as usual. But it went really well compared to Wednesday {which was an absolute nightmare}. I met the guy that sells the slippers and hats and he was really nice. Sadly...I already forgot his name. Woops! The sun came out and shined alllll day :) Then this guy came by and bought honey sticks four different times. Each time he did, he had a smile for me and was really nice. And then he whipped out a cheesy pick up line that made me laugh. People were polite and made an effort to be friendly. Knock knock, one of the fish guys, bought me cherries and was his his usual goofy self. But more than other people being nice to you, it's almost even better being nice to other people as well. It's like paying it forward.

Basically, it's amazing what a little friendliness will do. One of the dove chocolate I ate today had such an applicable little saying. 

SMILING IS FREE

Two of my goals for this summer are learning (re-learning) how to sew/alter clothes and to knit. I may as well have told my mother that someone else has taken over my body and that I'm no longer her real daughter. For years, I have absolutely refused to sew. Most of those conversations started with a "Mei, would you like to learn how to sew/hem/alter/stitch/basically anything in this area?" and usually ended with a firm "No."

You should've seen her face when I asked her if we could sew together this summer. I totally rocked her world. Literally. To make matters even worse, Jessica, Jillian, and I are going to have sewing nights. Like little old ladies who have nothing else better to do. And I'm actually excited. Jessica's mom offered to teach us how to make dough as well...

Basically I'm becoming domestic. I feel

my pioneer ancestors glowing with pride.

Anyways, there's an update on what gets me excited these days. I'll post my results when they're done! :) 



Successful Sunday

love me some letter writing.

Dear 7th grader Elizabeth Mei,

Right now you are a huge weirdo. You'll become a bigger brat to your parents but luckily they'll forgive you. You'll get your license and gain a little more freedom. You'll go on your first date, take multiple AP exams, get your first kiss,  fight with your friends, get a boyfriend, fail your first test, and basically survive high school. Oh but don't worry, you'll actually score a date to prom. Luckily, life will then get even better (you won't even miss high school, trust me).

You'll graduate, not say good-bye to the people you don't care about, leave the tiny town of Enumclaw, and go to the nice school that accepted you. Your OCDness about your grades paid off friend, don't worry. In fact, you worry too much. Middle school doesn't even mean anything. But anyways, I digress.

Basically, my life is way better than yours. I actually have friends and I talk to people at school. I don't live under my parents' rules (although they never had many). I get to choose what I want to do. The people I meet now don't even believe that I used to be shy, like silent, in school. Crazy, huh? But there is one thing that I am jealous of. You don't care what other people think. You speak your mind, your serious about world issues, you care about saving the earth, your opinionated, and you have a strong spine. Yes, your fashion sense is horrible. And believe me, those army cargo pants and that black shirt with the skull and crossbones will not always be your favorites. Nor will knee socks, those nascar jazz pants, or that striped black and red scarf. But, you just don't care. And that inspires me. Because right now, I'm trying to reach that. I'm hoping I'll look a little better than you do when I try something different but I'm going to need your confidence. I know you suffer from pre-teen insecurities just like all girls do but your defiance in going against the fashion grain is valuable, especially to me now.

I now have have two mottos: What Would Sydney Do (from The Daybook) and would 7th grade Elizabeth be afraid to wear that?

{bring it on}

P.S. Goodwill will become your new best friend. Embrace it.

For the moment

Well nothing has been too exciting as of late but I figured I might as well blog my stream of thoughts.


I'm still working for mi madre in the "office" and that takes up most of my day when I'm at home. Right now I'm working at Pike Place Market twice a week and that's been really fun---tiring but worth it. Dance is going as well as it can be for this time of year. Stress levels are high in the studio and people are usually tired and cranky but with less than a month left before the show, it's going well. As much as I've tried to stay somewhat busy, I still have a lot of time to think. I've had a lot going through my head the past couple weeks. One especially has been missions. Half of my FHE brothers are in the MTC already and two from last semester are out serving. Some of my other guy friends leave soon as well. Every Wednesday I wonder who from my BYU ward is going into the MTC and I get excited for them. As well as feel a little left behind. Then I think about how in the fall, most of the guys in my ward will be return missionaries. They were once another freshman girl's FHE brothers or friends. It's an interesting cycle and it will be interesting to see what happens when the boys my age return home from their missions.
I guess overall I've been thinking about progression. There have been so many engagements, weddings, babies (planned or unplanned..) the past while and I know many will soon be coming. Just to clarify, this isn't about how I'm anxious to get married. I've thought about it a lot (it's kind of hard not to going to BYU) but I'm not seeking it out. However, if the right guy comes knocking...

But anyways. Today in church we had a lesson on how we can prepare for marriage and although it was the usual lesson, I kind of got something different out of it today. For me, it was a lesson on preparation and personal development. There is still a lot I need to prepare for and before I start working full time, I have some time to do that. I haven't decided on what I want to do yet but I need to do something. Whether that is read some church books, learn how to knit (seriously considering this one...), or basically just improve myself, which I know won't happen overnight or in a month...but it's a goal.
Another thing that I've been thinking about is my personal style. I follow The Daybook and I've kind of become obsessed. I've spent hours on her blog reading, studying her outfits, analyzing, etc.

Slightly unhealthy.

But anyways. Another one of my goals this summer is to redo my wardrobe. Not completely but to add some basic pieces and branch out. I'm kind of tired of mainstream and being matchy-matchy. Which is huge for me since I've been matching my converse to the color of the shirt I wear that day for years. This has slowly been coming one since I got roommates and saw what they wore. I saw some things that I would've never picked or worn myself but I liked it. So I'm going to work my little tushie off this summer, earn money, and thrift shop like it's nobody's business. 

I think that's about it. I'm excited to earn money and to become a thrifty little shopper :} I happen to mention this to Jillian today and we've actually been thinking the same thing. And I went to goodwill with Jessica the other day and it was quite successful. So I've got some thrifty little shopping buddies yay!

Oh and

I wore patriotic colors UNintentionally to church today...

                                  Happy 
Memorial

Day weekend 

everyone!

 



What were we thinking?

Oh right. This was back in Provo when it rained 5 times in the 8 1/2 months I was there. And we were so happy when it rained for the first time.

Now I get ridiculously excited when I see sun in the morning.