BFOTB and EGFOTG

For all you who are unsavy with the commonly-uncommonly used term, I will fill you in.

BFOTB=Best Friend of the Bride (official GG reference).

Which means.... My best friend & roommate is getting married!!!!!!!! This is so crazy, but i'm so happy for her!!! She is getting married on March 16th in the Boise temple. He's a pretty cool guy... well as much as a guy can be. And he's doesn't reach the level of outstandingly superbibility  that I do, but he is the next best thing... and he's a male. Which means that Jasmine should marry him. We are currently in the process of trying to find bridesmaids dresses, trying to find a reception location, and a plethora of other tasks. We have 6 weeks. I've never been involved in a wedding, let alone one that happens in 2 months! And one in which i'm the BFOTB! So here's an blogger toast to my crazy busy next two months! School, 2 jobs, finding a roommate, and wedding planning will prove to be the death of me.

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In other news, I have yet to inform you of the other portion of this post.

EGFOTG= Ex-Girlfriend of the Groom 

(This was not a real term...until now).

My ex-boyfriend is getting married too! And yes, this is the same ex that was on a mission and that came home in August. He got engaged earlier this month and he is getting hitched June 14th. This 6 months will give me some time to adjust to this news. Story Time: On my way back to Boise after Christmas, I stopped at said boy's house to check in and talk. He had seemed distant during the last visit, and I had a lot of things on my mind. I had decided that I was not going to give him the emotionally-charged letter I had written, and instead, I would tell him in person of the feelings that I had. While we were exchanging small talk, he suddenly interjected that he bought a ring. Then he proceeded to go get it and show it to me. I was in shock. I couldn't say anything other than "this is crazy." At that point, I realized that my emotional battle with myself was over. And the next week when his engagement became official and the ring was on her finger, it really hit me. As much as it pained me, I had my answer and I knew what I had to do next. I was moving on. Seriously this time. And this is where I am at right now. I am trying to maneuver my life with these two incredibly big events in my path. In the next six months, my best friend will get married, my ex-boyfriend will get married, and another close friend will leave on her mission for 18 months. 

This is gonna be a rough semester.

But...

I am a fighter. I will survive it all. I will be the best bridesmaid ever. I will be the most supportive friend and I will do so because I want to. I love my friends and I am honestly so happy for them. And I look forward to starting this new chapter in my life. Things are changing, but this doesn't have to be a bad thing. This semester will be challenging, but hopefully, extremely rewarding

Here's to change, learning, and growth!

Until Next Time.

We Accept the Love We Think We Deserve

It's been a hard couple weeks.

Sometimes I find myself wondering if i'm doing things right. I wonder if i'm studying the right things, if i'm participating in the right activities, attending the right church, or dating the right guys. I sometimes remember situations and ask myself if I did the right thing, or if I handled the situation in the right way. If I would have done one thing differently, in multiple different experiences, my life would be completely different than it is now.

Sometimes I try to imagine how life would be if I was engaged or married.

Sometimes I try to imagine how life would be if I was still living in my hometown.

I go through times when it is really hard to see the good and amazing things that are happening around me. But although things are rough right now, they are also really amazing! I will graduate in just 3 more semesters. I may or may not apply and attend Grad School. I am getting real in-the-classroom experiences. I have a wonderful roommate and best friend. And I have a plethora of friends who surround me, and whom are willing to take time out of their days to pull me up from the deep. I truly have a blessed life. Sometimes it is just hard to remember that.

I will continue to march forward, with my goals staring me straight in the face, and I will do so with confidence, courage, and strength.

Until Next Time.