my name is rochelle.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

sitting waiting wishing

Dear blog,

One time i went prom dress shopping with Kristie and Laura in high school and as we were waiting for the old worker lady to ring up the over-priced dress that Kristie was buying, i was talking about how
"i wish it was after graduation! actually... i wish i was already in california on my trip! actually... i wish i was already at BYU! blah blah blah"
and then the older lady turned to me and said

"don't do that young lady. don't go around wishing your life away because before you know it, you will have wished your whole life away and you will have nothing left."

at first i was just thinking "who does this lady think she is?"

but now, i am so grateful for the lesson that that sweet lady taught me that day.

i realized today that i am more than half way done with my time at school here. WHAT? that is SO crazy! it feels like only yesterday when i was wishing for what i have now, but now that i am here, i feel so scared.

i am 19 years old for heavens sake! how am i supposed to go out into the world and make my way for myself?
i am still so silly and stupid and naive.

but---- then again---- is anyone ever ready? is anyone ever REALLY mature?

i really don't think so.

i think that old lady in the dress shop probably still feels the same way. scared and immature and wishing in retrospect that she would have cherished her moments more instead of wishing for tomorrow.

i think that we are never really ready. we are never really mature.

sometimes, i think that grown-ups are just pretending to be all mature and whatever, and that everyone is a little bit silly and a little bit stupid and a little bit naive.

so... who care's if i'm nineteen? i sure don't. i wish... it was today. i'm ready for today, to cherish today, to learn from today, to use today to prepare for tomorrow...

bring it on world.

love,
rochelle

Monday, September 14, 2009

a grandfatherly friday

dear blog,

i never have class or work on fridays, so this last friday i decided to call up my grandpa turley who lives in salt lake, and see if i could go visit him. when we talked on the phone, it was so cute! he sounded so excited and started making all sorts of plans and it was just too darn cute. and so friday i drove up there with my daddy and dropped him off at work and then went over to granpa's. we just walked over to the church history museum through temple square and then visited the museum. it was quite lovely and we were there for a long time, but i loved it! then we went to the top of the joseph smith memorial building and ate lunch. then we went back to his condo and i just took a nap before it was time to go get my daddy again.

basically... this story sounds prettty boring, but basically... it was the best day ever!

my grandpa is such an amazing person! it was fun just walking around with him because he knew like every other old person we walked by and it was just the greatest. plus, he is so much fun and has so many good stories.

te quiero abuelito!

love,

rochelle

p.s. when i was driving downtown to my grandpa's house, i totally saw russell m. nelson crossing the street!

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

9 things about 9/9/09

dear blog,

it's the ninth day of the ninth month of the two-thousand and ninth year. woo hoo

in honor of this day, here are nine things about me you may or may not have known...

1. i bite my nails.

2. i sing really loudly and badly in the car. always.

3. i like dogs. but pretty much hate most other animals.

4. i got a C minus in my first sociology class and yet... i'm a sociology major.

5. i love all seasons.

6. sneezing is probably one of my FAVORITE things.

7. i love old people so so SO much. seriously... its kind of weird.

8. yesterday i made 21 free throws (almost) in a row.

9. laughing is probably my most favorite thing.

love,

rochelle

p.s. i wish i posted this at 9:09 p.m. (and nine seconds)

p.p.s. i saw matthew maddox today. here is an old picture for old times sake. haha (also, there are nine of us)

Saturday, September 5, 2009

veranoooo

dear blog,

i was looking through my pictures on facebook, and i realized that i really did a whole lot this summer-- even besides the whole mexico-adventure-of-a-lifetime bit.

here is a list of all the stuff i remember... (not in necessarily in order)

1. moved back home
2. rodeo
3. picked up some british lingo
4. stake dance in lehi haha
5. MY stake dance with harriet, elise, bob and chris... and 7 other people. best. dance. ever.
6. crazy night in bob's truck.

7. ben's visit/ burger supreme.
8. mission farewell(s)
9. california
10. disneyland/california adventure!
11. visit ellen at UCLA
12. family time.
13. blair and matt's wedding.
14. tricia's wedding
15. western watts. never. again.
16. mexico.
17. HARRY POTTER (twice... english and spanish)
18. learned some german in mexcio (barbara hahn!)
19. bowling.
20. NERTZ (mexico and not)
21. fun with sam lyman and girls at my favorite park.

22. kennecot copper mine.

23. my first experience with a family death.

24. dinners with carly hyatt.

25. temple square.

26. father's day at grandpa's

27. bountiful temple

28. walmart runs

29. transformers

30. beeeeacccccchhh.

31. lot's of visits with grandpa.

32. scripture fireside at church history museum!!!

33. lot's of maddie's basketball games.

34. taylor and courtney

35. volleyball

36. swimming

37. np second ward!

38. in n' out!

39. bonfire (s)

40. meteor shower

also... i'm sure theres more... and considering i was only in utah for like a total of two months i feel like that is a whole bunch!

what an AMAZING summer!

here are some pictures :) enjoy.

38.

13.

12.

26.

10.

28.

34.

11.

6./7.

22.

love,

rochelle

p.s. i already mentioned some of these things in a previous blog.... oh well.

Friday, August 28, 2009

ma famille

dear blog,

do you know what i just LOOOVE?

when i come home and everyone is just thrilled and excited to see me. (p.s. this is not sarcastic)

yesterday i was in provo all day, (which is pretty much standard lately,) and my brother richie called me and was like

"rochelle, where are you"

and i was like

"in provo..."

and he was like

"come home"

and i was like

"why..."

and he was like

"because i haven't seen you all week and i miss you."

CUUUUTE!

and i was like

"wait, seriously? you don't need the car or anything"

and he was like

"yeah. i just want to hang out with you."

and i was like

"awwwww! okay i'll be home in an hour-ish"

and he was like

"oh... i have to go to bed then... but i'll wait up! i took a nap today!"

and i was like

"awwwww! okay, see you soon!"

and he was like

"can't wait!"

is that not cutest thing you have ever heard??

and then i came home and everyone was like "rochelle!!" and they came and hugged me and i just felt soooo loved!

and then richie was like "let's go for a drive" and so we were leaving and everyone was like "rochelle, where are you going??!!?"

it just made me feel so good.

it's days like yesterday, that make me happy i go to school so close to home.

it's days like yesterday, that make me so happy to be a part of my family.

it's days like yesterday, that make it worth it to live at home.

happy thursday :)

love,

rochelle

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Meheeco.

Dear blog,

1. sorry i've neglected you.
2. i'm home from mexico.

it's strange being back. although i really wasn't there that long, i feel like i was. i was accustomed to my life there. it feels like it was a dream almost, just because my life here is pretty much the same as before i left.

i'm not the same, though.

i really think i changed a lot. i feel different. i look at the world differently.

anyways, the moral of the story is that my viaje was a amazing. i loved every minute of it. even the bad minutes... like when we missed our bus and had to walk more than an hour home at 1 in the morning. like when i was so utterly exhausted and cut my hand open on the fan in my room. like when it was 100 degrees and 100% humidity ALL THE TIME. like hormigas. like taking bus opcion 1 vs. opcion 2. like almost getting heat stroke (haha). like when every creepy old man in mexico decided that they loved me. and like when everyone i know thought that that was the best thing ever. i loved it all.

what did i learn?

sometimes the best way to be a member missionary is to just listen.
always being an example is so important.
don't be afraid to ask questions.
PATIENCE.
it is not always about me. (yeah, i have to learn this a lot)
pluuuus... a lot of other more "personal" things.
oh yeah, and spanish :)

here are some (and by some i mean un monton!) photographical highlights from my trip.