Why I Loved Valentines Day (Hint, It Doesn't Actually Have To Do With Love)

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Valentines day...hmmm :)

Today was GREAT!! Today is one of the best days I've had all year. I really wasn't expecting that. I didn't get roses, nothing gushy or valentines-y happened...but a lot of little things happened that made today really, really good.

I wore my free hugs shirt to school, and got lots of hugs! And I didn't get in trouble for the back saying "If you had to pay, it would be prostitution!" but I'm sure a lot of people now think I'm really weird. Which is okay :)

I drove up to school and got a FANTASTIC parking spot. The only way I could have gotten closer is if I had been handicapped. It was one of those sports where it's so good you aren't sure if it's actually okay to park there or not...but I didn't get a ticket! (This actually was one of the top 3 parts of my day. That should say something about the parking situation up at school).

Then I got to hang out with Matt in the library for a bit, which was good because that helped me not freak out about my FIRST huge exam of college...

Which I absolutely ACED! Well, I'm pretty sure I aced it ;) I've never felt more confident about such a large test. I guess those 8+ hours of studying and making up fancy mnemonic devices really helped. And I didn't even have any Strawberry Lemonade! (Or for my fellow Spanish gangsters, "Limonada de FRESSSSCA!")

I finished my test in 45 minutes, so I had time to go get pizza and bread sticks and a Dr. Pepper from the Pizza Hut on campus before my next class. I love pizza. And bread sticks. And Dr. Pepper. The drink. (My English teacher's name is Dr. Pepper.) And I just hung out in the library and ate my pizza and looked at BYU's Communication-Journalism program and the different classes they offer and they have photojournalism! They also have a general ed class called "Dinosarus." Seriously, every time I look at BYU their classes look so great and I feel like I might be better off going there. So hard to decide! I also saw that you can go study at their Jerusalem center, and wow...that would be cool. I decided I would absolutely love to go to Jerusalem, maybe not to study, since I don't have $10,000 lying around...but hopefully someday. I think that would be an amazing experience.

Then I went to English. About a week ago I turned in an assignment that I worked SO hard on and took me FOREVER to do. I had to Photoshop a bunch of different pictures and place words or a quote onto them that juxtaposed...kind of confusing, but I wasn't sure if I had done my pictures right since they didn't look anything like the examples on the website. So I turned them in, figuring I was either going to completely bomb the assignment or (wishful thinking) that for some crazy reason I had actually done really well. Today I got my assignment back...but not before my teacher (Dr. Pepper) gave us a huge lecture about how he grades this assignment harder than our final paper and showed a really good example that was nothing like mine. With each thing he said, I felt my grade going down from a B...to a C...to a "there is no way I passed this assignment." And then he handed me back my assignment......I was SHOCKED to see 100%. It felt really great, especially considering how poorly I've been doing with my high school assignments and how unsure I was about what I had made. But he commented on my paper and said it was exactly what he was looking for and my pictures were some of his favorites. I hope this isn't coming off as bragging :P I'm just excited to actually be doing well in school.

English also ended 30 minutes early, so I had time to run back to Timpview and pick up my math book which I left there. I also was not late to work, which went relatively well!

When I got home, I got to watch The Bachelor...which I'm not too happy that Courtney got a rose....Kacie B for the win! Oh, and something else happened when I got home which was...good :)

And now I'm just chilling, writing this blog and listening to We the Kings. And I don't have school tomorrow. Yep, it's been a really great day :)

Happy Valentines Day!!!

Love,
Kaela

Sunday Post #5

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Sometimes I feel ashamed of just how lazy I am. I've made a commitment not to do homework on Sundays, so I  feel like I take the whole "I'm not going to do work" thing a little too far. I blame my snuggie, and my extremely comfortable bed. Sometimes I cook on Sundays, but I didn't this week because I just didn't want to get off my bed. It's kind of pathetic...but it could be worse.

It's been 5 weeks since I did homework on a Sunday. Technically, the only homework I've done on a Sunday is making a PowerPoint, but I didn't really have much control over what day of the week I did that. Then today I made up a couple mnemonics to help me remember some terms and court cases for my mid-term on Tuesday. But I just kind of did that absent mindedly while I was taking a shower so I'm pretty sure that doesn't count. For what it's worth, they are pretty good. Maybe I'll make up some more tomorrow.

What I've noticed throughout this whole no Sunday homework challenge is that I've had time to get everything done. That doesn't necessarily mean I've been doing it all...or getting good grades...but I have had plenty of time to get stuff done. Even on weeks where I'm absolutely certain that I will have no time to do my homework, I'm still able to get it all done. Next I just need to work on motivating myself to do it...:S For what it's worth, anybody who has ever tried to calculate a Type II error knows exactly what I'm talking about.

Anyways, onto what I wanted to talk about this week. This will probably sound more like a "here are my personal struggles" post than a "here is why I love the scriptures!" post but...that should kind of show how my week went.

On Monday this week I had a long chat with my bishop's wife, who was my old yw leader when I first moved into the ward. I still absolutely love talking to her though, because she gives really great advice. Suffice to say, after talking to her I felt like a whole different person. On top of that, I decided that I was going to become a different person. That probably doesn't make much sense...but that's how I felt. So I decided to become this different person step by step.

Step one was not saying anything bad about anyone. I.E. no gossip, period.

It was WAY harder than I imagined it would be. I realized just how many things mean things I say, not because I'm trying to be mean but just because I'm naturally sarcastic and prone to impatience. It's harder than you would think, not yelling "You fag!!" when someone cuts you off.

I think Tuesday was the best day for me this week. I was still super humbled from Monday and determined to be a better person, and still feeling really inspired and genuinely happy and at peace with myself from everything I had learned and expressed the day before. I don't know how to explain why I was feeling so good, I just hope I can figure out how to feel like that more often. The only way I can describe it is that I kind of felt like I was full of light. I know that probably doesn't make sense, but that's really the only way I know how to describe it. It's hard to explain. Translation, Tuesday was awesome. I also did really well with my "saying nice things" challenge.

The rest of the week was a little harder. As the week went on, it kind of seemed like Satan was all "Trying to be good?! Trying to say only nice things?! Beep no!" and then an overwhelming amount of trials were dumped on my head so by the end of the week, I wasn't being very nice. Then realizing I had totally failed at my challenge to be nicer just made me really discouraged. So...it wasn't very good. I have a lot of different things I have to be very patient about. I'm also very ashamed to admit how bad I was before. I also realized just how many conversations I was left out of, which made me feel lonely and cuh-rappy.

I feel like my standards are challenged a lot for someone who lives in Provo. Mostly I feel that at church (irony at it's finest) but also sometimes at school. Especially now that I'm at UVU. Things work a little differently there than they do at Timpview.

But there is one talk that I discovered a while back that has always brought me comfort for circumstances like these. President Monson's "Dare To Stand Alone" talk, from Priesthood session (sometimes I think the men are spoiled with all the amazing talks they get to hear from Priesthood session) is so, so good. Please go read it.

I know that when I stand up for my beliefs, people aren't always going to respect me for it. Sometimes they will think that I'm "too Mormon" or something to that effect. But, I think the more I really study my scriptures and gain a testimony, the less I care what people think about me. Because I know it's true, and that is enough for me :)

Have a great day!

Love,
Kaela

How To Know That Some Dark Force Not Of This World Is NOT Out To Make Your Life Miserable, AKA the greater things in life: Part 6

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When you are sitting in sacrament meeting braiding your hair, and the little girl in front of you turns around and says "Look Mommy! Rapunzel!"

If only, if only...

Bieber Fever x10

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Kaela Bieber. It has a nice ring to it, right?

I've got a thing for white guys who can rap.

I don't know how I've never heard this song until now. I was celebrating the one year anniversary of Never Say Never 3D with Briana and we discovered this. Whenever I watch his movie, I'm usually completely in love with him. Then hearing this song on top of that...

I. Need. Him. I want his child!!!

Don't take that the wrong way. Just watch this video. It's from the movie. He is adorable and I hope my kids are this cute.

Ahhh!! That's one of my favorite parts of the movie. This is the other one:

I know anybody reading this is probably a hater. But at least watch the last 2 videos. This is why I love his movie...and this is why you all should watch it with me! Woo!

I'm a Belieber, and I am proud of it. Haters gon hate!!

Love,
Kaela [Bieber]

Suuuuper Bowl Sunday!!!

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I'm already a sports junkie, and have already decided that a tradition of my future family will be watching lots and lots of sports...

and the Super Bowl will be no exception. I am fully determined to make the best of it, which mostly includes making and eating lots of food (especially chicken wings).

But one of the best parts of the Super Bowl?

The commercials.

So, as I watch them, here are my favorite commercials of the game.

The m&m commercial. "Sexy and I know it! Wiggle wiggle wiggle yeah!"

As always, the Doritos commercial with the dog. "You didn't see nuthin!"

Volkswagen domino

Avengers!!!!

As always, the Doritos commercial with the grandma.

Betty White "It's about time somebody wanted me for my voice, and not my body." Haha!

I love all the polar bear Coke commercials

Apolo Ohno on Century 21!

Acura: "Leno...." "Okay can we talk about something else!?"

Here we go Budlight rescue dog

Ferris Bueller's day off!

And of course, I always pick the losing team. It was so close too! I give up on sports.

Sunday Post #4: Truth

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It's been a really really messed up week.

To be totally honest, it feels like every single day of this week was all like "Haha Kaela! Trial of your faith!" And it was SUPER overwhelming. A lot of extremely crappy things happened. But they were all very eye opening too.

Prayer. It's a big deal. With one of my trials this week, I asked for help from two people whose advice I tend to really value. And they both told me the EXACT SAME THING. Which was weird for me, because they don't even know each other. They've met once. I feel like the Twilight Zone theme music started playing, or I just got dropped into Lost...so I'll get to my main point.

I asked for their advice, and they both told me to pray. So I did. Scared to death as I was, I knelt down and prayed for long enough that I probably would have been late to work if some random people hadn't rung my doorbell. And I felt better. I didn't know what I was supposed to do about the situation, but I felt comforted.

I feel like my testimony has been growing a lot the past few months. But a test of your faith can come in a lot of different ways, and mine are usually "Your life sucks" trials instead of people asking me questions about my religion. And I realized that I didn't know as much as I thought I did.

And I'll admit, I'm not perfect. I've concluded that this church is true based off of logic and my own personal feelings and witnesses. And having all of my logic questioned wasn't easy. I said "I honestly don't know" to more questions than I would have liked.

And then the first thing I did this morning was read from a book I stole from my cousin who is on his mission. It's called "The Voice of My Servants" and it's a bunch of talks from different prophets and apostles about teaching. And I found one quote in there that I absolutely loved:

"Search the scriptures...and ask your Heavenly Father, in the name of His Son Jesus Christ, to manifest the truth unto you, and if you do it with an eye single to his glory nothing doubting, he will answer you by the power of his holy spirit. You will then know for yourselves...you will not then be dependent on man for the knowledge of God; nor will there be any room for speculation." -Joseph Smith

After that, in Sunday School we had a lesson about agency, and then in YW we my leader gave a lesson about (couldn't be more perfect...) finding for yourself the truthfulness of the gospel. After the lesson I went up to my leader and told her how her lesson was exactly what I needed to hear and she started crying. It was super touching.

Bottom line...this church is true! This church is full of truth! And I can question logic and doubt what my brain tells me, but there is absolutely no way I could ever deny everything I've felt in my heart.

I hope you all have a great day!

Love,
Kaela

This Is What Happens When I'm Tired

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-on Pinterest-

-looking at wedding ideas-

-see chandelier-

-think: I want to get married somewhere that's totally gorgeous on the inside! Somewhere that totally has crystal chandeliers and all of that good stuff! But the only place I've seen like that is....the temple. And I probably wouldn't have to rent out the temple either. I think it would be relatively inexpensive. I wonder what I would have to do, or who I would have to talk to to get married in a temple. Because that would be really neat-

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-facepalm-