Here's a thought for today.

Something that has been running thru my mind since yesterday.

I was watching a Mormon Message by President Monson.

"The only thing standing in the way of who you are and who you want to be is self dicipline."

In a blessing I received when I was 15 it talked a lot about me having self mastery. I think I finally figured out what that means.

Here's to some self mastery.

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Queen of Awkward

So, This conversation has been running thru my head all week.

Doesn't help that everyone that was within earshot Sunday loves reminding me of it.

So tonight is preference. I was suppose to go with a friend who was coming up from Utah for American Thanksgiving(side note: I would just like to express my appreciation for Americans doing something right. That is having their thanksgiving right inbetween ours, and Christmas. Who doesn't love a good Turkey dinner? I know I did ) Anyways due to the "storm to top all storms" he opted not to come pretty early last week so I could find another date if I wanted. So I'm dateless, which is more than okay. I don't really like preference. At all. I always end up having fun. But I just hate it. I'm not even going. Some friends and I are having the elders over for wings. Should be fun.


So Sunday after Sunday School I was talking to the Elders who were asking me about preference, and who my date was. I told them I wasn't going. *Now there's this guy named Simon in my ward who really likes me, he's been asking me out for months to go to this exibit. It's open only during work hours or Saturdays. So I had really been meaning to go with him (because I'm trying to be open minded. See last post), but my Saturdays have been so busy, then I wrecked my knee, and have just been using that as an excuse ever since.P.S Definately not into him AT all.*

Simon*overhears me telling the Elders Cody bailed*:You don't have a date to pref?

Me: Nope.

Simon: Do you want one? Because you know I haven't been asked

Me: Nope, I'm more than happy not going.

Simon: Well you know, You might be happy
if you went with someone like me.

Me: yah, probably not besides I'm having the Elders over for wings.

Simon: Oh, you know it's easy to cancel with the Elders. See watch *he proceeds to cancel with them to show me how easy it is*

Me: That's not nice

Simon: Well, let me know if you change your mind.

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Monday night @ FHE(now I know why I don't go very often ha)

I was sitting in the lounge waiting for the Spiritual Thought to start and I was playing brick breaker on my BB cause I'm addicted. I wasn't paying attention to anyone around me.

Simon came and sat beside me.

Simon: Whatcha doin?

Me: Playing Brick breaker.

Simon: *all excited* oh wow I didn't take you for a video games kind of girl ;) (this kid loves video games)

Me: Oh I'm not. I've never played in my life. **still haven't looked up from my game**

Simon: So Lachele, you by any chance haven't changed your mind about preference have you?

Me: Nope.


Seriously, It's preference. Girls ask guys. If I wanted to go with you, I would have asked you. I didn't. Which probably means I don't want to go with you. Just sayin' I feel bad that I was slightly short with him. But it's because I'm overly nice that all these randoms I have nothing in common with that are 5+ years younger than me ask me out. Great, now this makes me look like a jerk. Whoops. I'm not a jerk.

I just get so many Awkwards.

Atleast I can blog about it.

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Apparently I'm predictable...who knew.

Okay, that's a lie.

I am very predictable. However I do have some spontaninaity in me.
Really. I do. Don't believe me. I'll prove it.

Remember when I blogged about how I didn't like to waste my time dating guys I wasn't interested in? Well. I do. Cause I got alot ALOT of grief over that. So, to show you how open minded I am. I decided to say yes to some guys I don't really like.

I was chillin' with a girlfriend the other day, while I was getting ready to go to dinner with a guy. To which she replied, "ehh you're not really interested in him that much are you?"

How did she know.

Well, let me explain how she came to the conclusion.

When I don't like a guy all that much, I wear my hair up in some sort of messy bun, pony tail or hat. She can also tell by my socks. If I'm wearing ankle socks she knows I'm wearing some sort of sneaker, which means I'm not trying to impress. My eye make up is just typical day to day make up I don't go out of my way to put on any extra eyeliner. I usually stick to some sort of wide leg jean, and a hoodie.

So, if I ever go on a date with you... you better hope I'm wearing slight skinny jeans to go in my hooker boots, some big hair, lots of eye make up and a cute little cardigan number. If not don't bother asking me out on a second. ha.

Oh I heart you S. You clearly know me better than I know myself.

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boob job? Maybe

So last night I had a dream about my knee surgery.

I asked the surgeon for a boob job as well.

Have I ever wanted a boob job in my life? No. I am just fine on my own.
Have I wanted a boob job all day long? Yes. It's funny how the dream was SO real, that all day long I was thinking I was going to be having a boob job in a few weeks. It wasn't til after work when I was talking to someone about it, that I really clued in I wasn't getting one.

Or am I? haha.

Oh man.

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Bucket List.

So everyone I know has a bucket list.

Alright Cora has a bucket list.

I want a bucket list.

So I made one. Well kind of. I've gotten 50 things on it already, and I only started it earlier today.

What are some things on your bucket list? I might just steal your ideas!

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375th POST!

I should get some sort of award for blogging from all my readers.

Feel free to send me presents. I like presents.

This is just another random colaboration of thoughts.

I hate using fake names on my blog to protect peoples identities, because I can't remember the fake names I gave them. *Josh* I just had to look that name up from like a bazillion posts.. So he is crazy. Tuesday he was coming thru Calgary on his way to Vancouver for the week(driving his little car on those roads was seriously glutton for punishment) I told him he probably shouldn't have came, and that I wouldn't even be going to Banff unless I was going in my parents SUV(or mine) He was being a jerk(as always, I don't even know why I still talk to him.) Mainly cause it's fun to make him mad(shoot don't tell him mmkay?) at noon he asked if we'd be "getting together" while he was in town. I laughed, said no and left for Banff. He didn't text me for the rest of the day then RANDOMLY out of the blue at 11:30 at night when I was getting ready for bed he says "wow, are you usually rude to someone who bought you food last week?" *He bought me Chinese food cause I forgot my wallet. Layla was suppose to lend me the $$ but Josh got the tab. I didn't want him to buy me dinner because I KNEW he'd hold it over my head. Which he did. It was late, I get slightly grumpy when I'm tired. So I politely snapped back. "Are you always a dick to a girl who goes out of her way to let you stay at her house TWICE when you could have slept in your car, AND made you and your buddies dinner." Ha he hasn't talked to me since. Ha.

I love random friends. Not weird friends. But those randoms that you meet/become friends with by chance. Every other Wednesday night I get togeother with two girls that are just that. My random friends. Holly, Cora and I served together in a Relief Society Presidency. I had the opportunity to serve with them the longest out of all the presidencies I've worked with(I've been in 3) I never in a million years would have EVER become friends with these two if it wasn't for some sort of force of nature. They're fantastic girls. I love them, but we have NOTHING in commom. Alright not true. Cora and I play volleyball together. Cora is 29, a teacher, super bookword-ish. Holly is 26, Communications Manager for an oil and gas company down town, super laid back, and isn't into sports. And well me, you know me. I'm none of those things. But we NEVER run out of things to talk about. I love getting together with them. They're hilarious. Last night we made a sphagetti dinner, and killed ourselves laughing for like 2 hours. I don't know HOW we ever got any work done in our presidency meetings. All we did was laugh, and act like children. It's still so funny to me that our Bishop and Heavenly Father thought it would be a good idea for that year to happen, however in our defense we were a wicked team. We got alot of work done in our ward ;) They always make fun of me because I blog. We were laughing last night about how I should start a presidency cooking blog. We make some pretty amazing things. So, a cooking blog might be in my future. Which is really weird, because I don't cook. Ever. I have been eating green beans and carrots everyday twice a day for the last week(just love them so much right now.) I love those friends that I know I'm good friends with, but I don't need to talk to them EVERYDAY. These two are just that. They're the best.

I couldn't find my snowboarding pants today, it's been snowing for 3 days and I had to walk 2 blocks to work, plus half a block uphill and I knew my scrubs would be too thin, and I'd freeze. So I put on an oversized pair of Red University of Utah sweeat pants over my scrubs and knee brace. That coupled with my white and pink snowboarding jacket made for quite the fashion statement on that 2 and a half block walk this morning ;) I think I finally starting to realize that in this type of cold it's not how silly you look, but how warm you are. Thanks for trying to instill that into me mom. After almost 25 years I think I got it now.

I couldn't find my gloves this morning. That sucked.

I hooked my lunch onto the outside of my back pack this morning because there wasn't enough room in my bag with my shoes, and purse in it. It kept hitting me in the butt. I was so bundled up that when I crossed the streets I had to turn my whole body to look across the road. My lunch swung from one side of my body and hit me on the other side. I thought it was a killer trying to get me. I screamed bloody murder. So if you live by the hospital and heard someone sounding like they were dying at 7:50 this morning it was just me. Sorry about that.

I realized I can handle the cold. I can handle the snow. I can't handle both at once.

This morning while I was driving to work I was over come with memories from this time last year. Best time ever :)

Ashley is in the Bahamas right now, and I'm stuck here. HOWEVER, I'm so excited to go see her and do some diving :)

I have friends in Australia right now. They're going to dive the Great Barrier Reef. JEALOUS! That's on my list of things to do before I die.

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My name is Robin, and you have a sexy name

I'm a tired little girl.

It's 10:46. I just got home. I left my house at 7am. You do the math.

It's been snowing buckets the last 3 days. Calgary drivers BLOW at winter driving.

Yesterday, was D DAY!. It was touch and go. I didn't think my parents were going to make it to my appt. We made it to Banff with literally a minute to spare. Good thing the clinic was running slightly behind. My surgeon is great. He told me he'd be seeing me early Jan. WAHOO. I told his nurse about my Christmas Miracle. She's going to try and pull a few strings. See what kind of juggling she can do.

This just might work.

He told me to walk lots, and ride a bike. I got the green light to do what I've been doing for the last few weeks.

Did you know I could have gotten a handicapped sticker. Ha. How sweet would that have been? I'd have framed it after this whole ordeal.

Yesterday was a long day full of driving. Even longer for my parents. I'm grateful for them, it was nice to spend a day with them. :)

So my post title is confusing. My name isn't Robin. However, I do have a sexy name.

I was at the gym. So today. I walked on the treadmill for 60 minutes. I like to push myself. I wasn't in pain and I had sometime to kill before I met with a friend for dinner. After that 60 minutes, I had 60 more minutes to kill, so I biked. So this guy kept walking past my bike, and I made the mistake of making eye contact with him. What does he do? He comes over to talk to me. Asking me how much cardio I do, and so I told him I was rehabing a knee injury before surgery. Of course everyone has a story to share. He introduced himself as Robin. I told him my name was Lachele, to which he replied that I had a "very sexy name". What. No one has ever told me I have a sexy name. It's a normal name.

So this convo happened while I had been on the bike for 15 minutes. He came back at 30 minutes to confirm my name, and that it wasn't Michelle. **He was pretty funny. Not my type what so ever. but pleasant**

at 49 minutes he came back a THIRD time to ask how much longer I had. He stepped around my bike to come up behind me to look at how much time I had left. He totally got a little too close.

After the 3rd time I got a little creeped out. Good thing that's not my normal gym time. I hope I don't see him again. He was hanging out around the cardio machines when I was finishing up so I texted my friend Tiff and told her that if I called her and started talking dirty to her, that she just had to pretend to be my boyfriend(not that he could hear her on the other end) I just had to make sure she was prepared for the things that would have come out of my mouth. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

My mom called me while I was in the changing room. Thanks mom. I don't think I filled her in on this story. However she saved my life. He was sitting on the couch out by the boot room. I think he was going to follow me out to my jeep. Good thing I was on the phone. I did carry my keys in between my knuckles just in case.

You never know who's behind you, and considering how slow I am. I take all the precautions I can.

How many times is too many times for someone to introduce themselves/stop to chat at the gym? I personally don't like to talk to people at the gym. It's faster if I just get in, do my workout and get out. Unless I know the person I won't stop to chat. It's weird. Which is slightly unfortunate because there are alot of hot guys at my gym. Maybe I could make a few exceptions. I was telling this to some friends I had dinner with earlier tonight and they were nervous it was fatal attraction. Jks. They laughed because it seems like random things like this happen to me. I think it's just so I can blog about them :)

Happy Winter. Ugh!

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Life is.....

Really hard sometimes.

Why does my brain play silly tricks on me.

I was sitting in church today thinking about my knee. What else?

I'm getting super nervous too meet with my Surgeon Tuesday.
I think I'm scared he might tell me that I need to wait, or that he can't do anything for me for a while due to lack of OR times.

I was talking to my friend Dan. He tore his ACL after me in Canada.(he's from Arizona) he dropped out of college, quit basketball(he was up here to play) went home and already had his surgery.

I'm jealous.

Oh my only Christmas Wish is a Surgery. It will literally be a Christmas Miracle.

One minute I'm happy. The next I'm not. I'd say I'm bi-polar but I think that's just the in's and out's of being a girl. Boo.

Some changes are going to be taking place within the next month. I'm not too sure how I feel about them. Someone is leaving me. I don't know how I feel about that. Someone is coming back to me. I don't know how I feel about that.

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Thoughts pt 2.

I realize there was never an official part 1 to my thoughts.

Oh well.

I worked out last night. Everytime I go to the gym it reminds me of WHY I love it so much. I see so many people that I know at the gym. So many people I see tons and feel like I should know them but don't. Maybe I should get to know them. Especially the one tall guy who kept walking past my bike after each rep. He was hot.

I hurt my knee trying to play volleyball Monday.

I wish that my mind wasn't so far ahead of my knee. I feel like I can do things, so I do. Lately they've been failing miserably.

I feel like a Horse that broke it's leg. I should just be shot cause I can't sit still long enough to let it heal. **Yes I just referred to myself as a horse. FML.

I've come to the conclusion that there is NO way I can get out of having surgery now. Like none. My knee buckles in my brace.

I went to the mall Saturday. We were there for 5 hours and all I bought was a book. I'm still paying for that. My legs are so sore.

I went tanning today. I looked at my leg and it's all deformed from the massive amounts of muscle loss. I took a picture of it on my phone. It's nasty or I'd post it.

I'm so excited for Christmas.

I haven't worked a full work week since the end of July.

The only thing that has got me thru the last 4 months are the super sweet goals I've made for 2011. Dive Instructing, Spin Instructing, Trip to the Bahamas, Reffing Certificate, Races I'm going to run, Triathlons I'm going to compete in. I'm so stoked.

Every since I found out I was meeting with my surgeon next week I've been planning on having my surgery around Christmas time. I was driving home from work today and realized I might not be having surgery for a long time.

I realized how depressed I'm going to be if I don't get surgery soon. It's already been long enough.

I need to stop having things happen to me that I can blame other things on.

I realized after watching season 1 and 2 of 90210 in under a week that I hate that the 3rd season is on right now. I don't like having to wait a week for each new episode.

I decided I'm starting to fall out of love with OTH :( It's just not practical anymore. Sometimes you just need to end a good thing when it's still good.

I love my family. I hate family drama. Especially extended family drama. I am staying out of this fight.

I am still really bratty.

I like things to go my way, when they don't I act like life is over. I need to learn to go with the flow.

I'm jealous Ashley is moving to the Bahamas in a week. I will be there soon enough.

I'm going to the gym tonight for a late night workout. I'm so happy I don't have to work tomorrow. YAY!

I'm excited for lunch with Kait, and my gym date tomorrow.

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Obviious!

Just because I don't state the obvious, doesn't mean I don't know it.

1. I am a jealous person.
2. I am VERY impatient.


There I said it.

Now please stop rubbing it in my face, and telling me that, that's what my "problem" is.

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Mis-spelling...or is it? You tell me.

What's the difference between L.O.V.E and L.U.V?

My friend Ashley recieved the following text from me this morning.

"What the hell is the difference between LOVE and LUV when someone spells it out?"

To which she replied.

"Remember yesterday when you told me you over react to thing. I think you're over reacting."

Okay, she didn't even know the background to said text, but she just assumed that it was something someone said to me and I didn't know how to take it. Which it isn't. This is a hypothetical situation.

*Are hypothetical situations actually hypothetical? Or are they the writers way of not wanting to tell someone WHAT actually happened, happened.* Hmm guess you'll never know.* PS this might not even have anything to do with me. Maybe my friend just doesn't have a blog.

She didn't exactly answer my question, so I emailed her when I got to work(Oh yes this all happened before 8am this morning). "Remember how this morning I texted you asking you what the difference between love and luv was? Remember how you didn't ANSWER my question?...well!"

Her loving response was "Oh I don't know then. Love is real luv isn’t . luv is what I tell my cute little puppy dog or niece."

Thanks Ash, I guess when I tell my dog or my niece I luv them it isn't real. HA. Silly.

I'm still confused.

I have a couple theories.

Theory 1.

-The Sender said this(not saying it was to me) either to test out the waters to see how reciever would respond to the gesture of the L word. But not wanting to fully say LOVE. If it was recieved well then the LOVE would be soon to follow.

Theory 2.

-The Sender just loves the Reciever as a puppy...

Theory 3.

-The reciever could potentially just be reading WAY too much into what the sender was implying.

Theory 4.

Luv means the sender likes the reciever slightly more than "like" but not enough to be "love"

So. Readers. I'm turning to you to answer my 'friends' question. ha. What is the difference between love and luv?

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Best phone call ever!!!

Ha.

I wish I had some smart ass come back for the whole 'best phone call ever' bit. But I don't.

My Surgeon called.

I meet with him in a WEEK and a half. The sports med Dr that I met with said I wouldn't get a consultation for 2-4 months. Ha. Sucker. Everyone that I talk to about this is super surprised. I guess I have karma on my side.

I must be doing something right.

If all goes according to plan. They say surgery falls 2-6 weeks after initial consult. I guess there's a blessing for having such a serious injury. I get seen sooner.

I see a light at the end of the tunnel.



** Side note ** I had a conversation with my grandpa today. He is such a funny person. He was talking about how he can't believe I live in Calgary because it's such a horrible city, and everyone gets shot. Then he straight up looks at me, and says if he lived there and anyone tried to mess with him he'd 'pop em' cause Imma gangsta.

A 76 year old man calling himself a gangsta. I died laughing. He couldn't imagine why I was laughing so hard.

I guess I get my sense of humor from him.

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Boring person in the world award!

I haven't updated anything, because I haven't done anything.

Okay, that's not entirely true. I've updated my facebook status a million times this week. They've been whiney updates. I'm sick. I'm not a very good sick person. I don't handle being sick very well. I want my mama. Plain and simple.

You know those people who don't believe in medicating themselves to mask the symptoms? well that's not me. If I have a headache you better give me something to make it go away. If I have a stomach ache you better give me something to calm that bad boy. I do not like to be in pain. I'm seriously some sort of junkie. But shhhh don't tell anyone. I've gone thru 2 and a half bottles of neocitran night time, 2 and a half bottles of neocirtran day time, a whole pack of sudefede(sp)<---good thing I had a whole pack of it in my dive bag. Random amounts of IBprofen and tylonol cold and sinus. That was just last week.

When I get sick it's just enough to make me uncomfortable, but it's not enough to knock me out for a few days. It usually starts in my head/sinus' moves down to my chest, and finally ends in my stomach. It started in my stomach yesterday. Thank goodness for gingerale. I've been living off that and apple juice for the last 36 hours.

Dear Sickness,

Why couldn't you have come to me during the two weeks I was off because of my knee, instead of happening RIGHT after that, so I couldn't take anymore days off. I had to suffer thru work, heavily medicated, taking naps on my lunch break because you came at the most inconvient time ever. Feel free to leave and never come back.

Sincerely,
Lachele

Last week I took 17 hours worth of naps(not including my full 8 hours of sleep) I'd come home from work, take some medication, take a hot shower and then pass out in my bed for 3-5 hours, wake up eat something, medicate myself more and go to bed until it was time to wake up for work. That 17 hours didn't include the fact that I slept all day Saturday because of the CRAZY(not really) night I had with my friends dressed up, dancing away friday.

I'm a hurting unit. I'm starting to feel better. I got bombarded by the missionaries on Sunday. They wanted to meet with me sometime this week, just to see how I'm doing, give me a spiritual thought and what not. They're scheduled to come over tonight. Last night I tried to tell them I was too sick for them to come over. They are persistant little guys. T is coming over too, and bringing pizza. I sure hope he doesn't get offended when I don't eat it. He'll just have more for himself. That kid can put back a whole pizza to himself.

**side note. I'm listening to N'SYNC 'Merry Christmas, Happy Holiday' It just made me smile. I love this song. It's not Christmas until I hear this. I almost feel bad preparing for Christmas right now. Usually I like to wait until after Rememberance day, but I am just SO dang excited for Christmas this year.

Anyways. Sick. No fun. Boring girl.

My nap count for this week has already started at 3 hours and it's not even after work Tuesday yet(I slept for 3 hours last night) and a full 8 at night;)

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