Happy Chinese New Year! Well last week.. but to celebrate me and some of the other Shiqi Sisters
got together and went to a pretty authentic Chinese dinner..yes we went to Panda. If that is what Chinese food really tasted like I would have had a lot bigger rice cheeks than I did. Allie also had a rockin fortune..and we got a sweet picure..sadly she took the picture. But hey Allie your hand is lookin finneeee. It was good to be back together with these girls. Love hearing about how everyone is doing and of course telling telling the same stories over and over again about the good ole days when we were on the other side of the world. 
And let me tell you this great thing called the "Beginning of the Month" team.
Pretty much what this means is for the first two weeks of the month I work 8-4. BUT for the last like week to two weeks of the month I work part time.
Yes I am lazy I know. But you know. It is a great thing. This week I got off at 12 everyday. What. What
do I even do with that time? Well, I would like to say I did a bunch of important things and
did all the stuff I was supposed to do...but ya know I just can't really do that. I did accomplish one thing.
Ready? I applied for UVU. Say what. It was actually pretty heart breaking. I finished the application and now I just need to get the transcripts sent! But, I will always be an Aggie. Nothing beats Utah State.
Another day when I was super busy doing stuff(not doing anything) and Jared had
the idea to go up to Sundance.
Turns out there is still a lot of snow up there. The one place in Utah that there is still snow. Not knowing this we still drove up and walked around a little bit. This may look like a super hipster picture but in reality he
was slipping all over the place and I just had the camera ready for the perfect opportunity but I guess luckily
he made it down the hill without falling..again.
As he was trying not die I found a stage..in an amphitheater. Like any normal 19 year old girl when I see amphitheater I automatically start belting out some Lizzie McGuire. The poor kid had to sit through me singing What Dreams are Made Of for the next 20 minutes. He is a trooper.
