it's official.

i can finally be considered a college student. yesterday i had a HUGE paper due...when i say huge i don't mean like 10 pages, or 30 pages, or even 50 pages. i mean 84 pages. read it and weep. LITERALLY. anyways, on wednesday i had finished up until like 60 pages or so and so i got home from school and went to work on the dang thing. needless to say i worked and worked and worked on it until i looked at the clock and it was 5 am...oh hey sleep time, where did you go?? so i snagged a little cat nap, woke back up an hour later and finished the paper. so yes, it's official. i, morgan alexis, pulled an "all nighter" for school. my first ever, and HOPEFULLY my last ever. for realz. needless to say, i have been super sonic busy as school is coming to an end so my blogging is suffering.

just cut me some slack!

morgan

PS. i hate ASU...good friday is LAMMEEEE when you have to go to school on it. good friday at arizona state university EQUALS bad friday. that's right, i went there. the end.

operation chick magnet

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY MOMMA!!!!!

seriously she is the best mom in the world. i know that i have already posted about her before, but the MORE about mom the BETTER. for reals. i know i am a day late in posting this, but lucky for me, my mom celebrates her birthday for a WHOLE week. haha. we take birthdays around here seriously! since our mom is SO great we wanted to get her some special gifts! momma is now a proud owner of a kindle AND 6 baby chicks!!!!

our family had so much fun being sneaky and hiding live animals from her. we coordinated with one of my mom's really good friends whose 13 year old son is a chicken professional who told us where we needed to go to buy chicks & what we needed to do to take care of them. they were awesome for helping us and being secret spies! so, without further ado here's the line up:

{please ignore the annoying sideways format of the last 3 pictures...}

Polly

Buttercup
Jacque
Pierre
Pedro
Petey

yes, they are girls. yes we pretty much named them all boy names. mom was SO surprised. between me going during school to buy the chicks, dropping them off at my aunt's house for some babysitting, picking them up after school, coming home to find mom is home so i can't get them out of the car for 10 min, frantically hiding them in the garage as mom left the house, and then keeping her out of the garage so she wouldn't see a random lamp on and hear peeping chickies, the mission was accomplished.

rebel loves the chickies too. he kept sticking his head right in the box to be up close & personal. here he is practicing some chick balancing. such a talented dog we have!

usually mom doesn't go in the garage so we weren't too worried, but since sister had to dress up the next day for school mom thought she needed to go out into the garage to find some clothes. luckily, sister used her ninja skills to keep mom from going out there and mom didn't even notice what was going on.

and if that wasn't enough, dad and i had to go pick up my car from getting worked on and when we got home mom said, "look it my little chick! it's laying eggs!!" we had a heart attack only to realize this is what she was talking about:

for easter, she put a bunch of egg candies in a dish and thought she would borrow one of brother's peeps so it looked like a chicken laying eggs. subliminal messages, right? freaky.

mom and i had to wake up super early cause sister is trying out to be on mesa high's survivor (i did it in high school-best experience ever), so we got to take the project of getting her ready and out the door. yay momma for getting to start her day super sonic early!

we gave her the chicks right before sister left so we could all be a part of it. PLUS, i couldn't hold the secret in anymore! seriously, i tell my mom EVERYTHING. i almost ratted myself out like 79 times. it was such a relief to give them to her at 6:15 am. :) we love our babies! (please excuse the ogor)

mom was such a lucky girl, dad took the day off to hang out. look how cute they are in their matching outfits and getting pedicures. presh, right? love them.

we had such a good day!! love our mom, love our doggie, love our chickies, love our family!!

xoxo, morgs

people that shape you.

this post is for my daddy (yes i call him daddy. yes i am 20 years old).

if you don't know my dad then you are really missing out. some women would say i am doomed when it comes time for me to get married because my dad is a "false reality" of what a husband is (actual quotation). daddy is 6'6", muscular, hard working, loving, athletic, loyal, supportive, selfless, thoughtful, and so much more.

i don't know how i got so lucky to have the dad that i do. he's the type that includes us kids in whatever he does. he makes so many sacrifices for us to be happy. he expects a lot for us and cheers us on even when times get hard. he is the best example for not only me but for sister and brother.

dad, i love you. i love that you love to be around your family. i love that you come home from a job you hate and yet you're still so pleasant to be around. i love that you are willing to do anything that would help benefit our family physically and spiritually. i love that you are so easy to talk to (maybe TOO easy to talk to..hence when i talk your ear off...sorry 'bout that!). i love that you want us to be the best we can be and so you make sure you can provide a way for us. i love that you have such a big, sweet heart. i love that when mom leaves the house in a hurry and doesn't give you a kiss that you run out there and make sure you get one of those smooches. i love your sense of humor. i love that brother calls you the B.F.G. (Big Friendly Giant), because it's totally true. i love that you are a worthy priesthood holder and for the example you are for brother. i love how close of a family we are; yes, it may be abnormally close, but i love it. seriously dad, i just love you.

i hope that someday when i get married he is just like you, dad.

xoxo,

your little girl

oooolo!

{Please pronounce the title of this post as if you are Megamind, aka my favorite movie. EVER. seriously!}

well..here i am..pretty much almost a week later from my last post and feeling very sad from the lack of posts. BUT don't you worry, i will update you of my week in one post. amazing, i know.

here are some stories/summaries of the day:

sat & sunday: general conference...need i say more? it was great. i can't wait til the ensign comes out so i can highlight all of my favorite quotes!!

monday: school, school, school. boringgggg.

tuesday: oh hey, this was yesterday...i have one story for the day. sometimes i go to my physics lab on tuesday at 4 pm and i wear workout clothes (sometimes=everyday really..). my choice of work out bottoms for the day were some awesome capris. so i go into class and all the sudden my really awesome (grumpy) teacher tells me i can't participate because i am not in pants. why is this? i have no idea. physics does not use chemicals. physics does not have sharp, pointy objects. physics only contains grumpy teachers and grumpy students that don't want to be there! anyways, he made me sprint to the bookstore to buy $40 sweat pants that i returned today. awesome. on a brighter note, our lab instructor lost 2 of our labs so we got 100's on them. moral to the story: even though you have to wear pants for no reason at all in physics, it's sometimes okay because you get good grades. lesson learned.

wednesday: today was okay. i took a test in my exercise testing class that pretty much socked me in the stomach, stepped on my toes, and gave me a headache (figuratively speaking of course). we shall see how that grade turns out!!

hopefully life gets way more exciting in by tomorrow so i actually have good stories to share!

xoxo,

morgs

people that shape you.

i just had this idea come to me that i think will really help me figure out who i am and why i am the way i am. i am going to dedicate posts to people who have helped me to become the person i am and have helped me work toward the person i want to be.

this first person that i want to write about has been one of my best friends since elementary school. through junior high school we were inseparable, and once high school hit and we chose the things that we wanted to be involved in we found different friends and didn't hang out as much. it wasn't like we planned on it happening that way, it just kind of happened on its own. we still saw each other around and talked when we could. ironically we graduated with identical gpa's and tied as number 21 in our graduating class. she moved to utah to be all independent-like while i decided to stay at home and mooch of the parents (hey now, don't judge). here is how you know we are best friends: when she comes home for a break and we get together to just talk, we talk for HOURS, tell each other EVERYTHING, and our friendship doesn't skip a beat. i love her for who she is, and she tolerates me for who i am :). joc, thank you for always being there for me. for listening when no one else would. for "getting me." for being my best friend. i wish we lived closer so that we could get together whenever we wanted, but i know that you're where you're supposed to be. you're the best, seriously.

love, morgs

i'll be happy when..

it seems like there is always so much to get done every day, whether it be for school, church, myself, my family, etc. i find myself getting stressed out a lot over everything. it may be over the fact that i have a HUGE paper due in a fews (huge as in it will probably be more that 25 pages..), or even over getting a lower A on a test than i was originally told (also a true story). i find myself obsessing over these details for hours and ending up at the same conclusion each time. "i'll be so happy once this class is over." the reality is, i move to the next semester and the same conflicts arise, and i still tell myself the same thing. "i'll be happy when this is over with."

i don't know why i am writing about this today, honestly. i didn't even think about this matter until i sat down at my computer. i feel as though i need to write this for myself so that when i read back on this post a few days, weeks, months, years down the road i will remember that the time to be happy is not when something difficult is going to be over, it is now.

difficult times in our lives help us to become the people we want to be. they show us our strengths. they show us our weaknesses. they may make us cry, or angry, or even want to give up.

challenge for the week: be happy now. guess what? happiness is a choice. people that choose to be happy despite all of their indifferent circumstances are the ones who will truly be successful in this life. last of all, smile just a little bit more (yes, that one is for me-i need to work on it!).

i am happy today & i hope you are too.

xoxo,

morgs