tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52106409275897991052024-03-19T05:44:57.702-06:00live, laugh, love.appreciating every day.smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.comBlogger742125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-27101700877818000662012-06-13T18:12:00.002-06:002012-06-13T18:12:57.775-06:00the big reveal.my friends.<br />
it is time for an announcement.<br />
these live, laugh, love days are coming to end.<br />
you will now find us over here.<br />
<a href="http://theasaysadventures.blogspot.com/">beautiful life.</a> www.theasaysadventures.blogspot.com<br />
the newest life adventures as they unfold.<br />
make the move with us and follow us over there.<br />
excited to see you.<br />
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[and thanks to the amazing <a href="http://www.kyleerowley.blogspot.com/">kylee</a> for making it so dang cute.]smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-56152589427557987092012-06-08T10:05:00.001-06:002012-06-08T10:05:56.363-06:00update.in recent news:<br />
-i'm working on a new project. it's coming soon. promise.<br />
just be patient for a little longer <br />
-officially an asay. [and watched a temper tantrum at the social security office. it was rather embarrassing.]<br />
-i've been moving and organizing and rearranging like it's my day job.<br />
the pile of "returns" has drastically decreased in size.<br />
the pile of "maybes" is still in the same pile.<br />
and the pile of "keeps" is almost all put away.<br />
-fyi. being emotionally unstable the week after your honeymoon doesn't rock. just saying. <br />
-after monday i'll never be taking a class on campus again. [as far as i know.]<br />
-i've got a long list of summer to-do's. we'll see how much actually gets done. <br />
-and i couldn't be happier that <a href="http://www.hgtv.com/hgtv-design-star/show/index.html">design star</a> is back. i love me some hgtv.<br />
<br />ashley.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12055046348093262898noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-78634006865977728122012-06-04T16:41:00.001-06:002012-06-04T16:42:20.143-06:00one of those "did i really just think that?" moments.one time it was two days before i got married.<br />
i was driving around campus and saw the efy signs.<br />
it was their first week for the summer. <br />
my thoughts were,"ahh. i'm so sad i'm missing out."<br />
but then i thought,"wait. i'm getting married this week..."<br />
embarrassing?<br />
maybe a little. <br />
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don't worry people, i kept my priorities straight.<br />
[you're welcome derek. you'll be happy to know you beat out those kiddies and wednesday night pizza night.]<br />
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efy loving. <a href="http://smashley-livelaughlove.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-takes-courage-to-stand-strong.html">here.</a>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-66822537568944469152012-06-01T11:03:00.001-06:002012-06-04T16:41:28.735-06:00home.we're back.<br />
and happier than ever.<br />
life seems like a dream.<br />
too good to be true.<br />
and we're so grateful.<br />
we're working on getting life back in order.<br />
our nightstands are stools from the kitchen.<br />
our bedding, derek's twin size quilt.<br />
and boxes lay scattered everywhere.<br />
everyday i daydream about our wedding and hawaii.<br />
simply perfect.<br />
happy to be home.<br />
happy to be together.<br />
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[full updates coming in the near future.]ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05393356496371890818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-22607519160201071632012-05-23T09:09:00.000-06:002012-05-25T15:37:03.548-06:00a.a.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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in my parking lot of my apartment complex there was one parking spot with paint on the curb.</div>
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it said "AA".</div>
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every time i'd park there i'd think "ashley asay." </div>
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"derek is turning into bridezilla." - hilly<br />
a shower with the neighborhood. the nicest. and the best helpers.<br />
convo with nick w. the funny cousin. for both of us.<br />
hannah montana jello.<br />
that "perfect moment" walk. the sunday evening sunset.<br />
leaving the apartment for the last time. and a "whoa sir" moment.<br />
laughing hysterically with the homie, lover, and friend. reunion.<br />
too much slideshowing.<br />
creepiest text messages from the newfound portugese man.<br />
the funniest phone call from kp.<br />
a phone call with momma redford.<br />
napping in the park on a sunday afternoon. <br />
last minute planning and cramming.<br />
breaking out like its my day job.<br />
taking four days to pick a song to dance too.<br />
watching hp 7.2 and making nokis.<br />
conversations like this:<br />
"i became seriously wounded working on your A" -hilly<br />
"what were you doing on ashley's A?" -mom<br />
ashley peeing her pants. almost.<br />
hilary spooning just like the good ole days.<br />
the automatic predict text from hil:<br />
"hold on 1 sex."<br />
"fetch i mean sec"<br />
and her every half hour texting habits.<br />
presents in the mail makes it feel like christmas every day.<br />
moving armfuls of clothes. <br />
family and friend visitors.<br />
a dream of showing up to the wedding with wet hair. [a few too many times in life of missing my alarm.]<br />
not sleeping all night. i swear.<br />
temple session at jordan river.<br />
a minor melt down.<br />
more last minute to-dos.<br />
getting the nails done.<br />
dinner with the in-laws. <br />
laundry and packing. <br />
and the list basically being done. <br />
pray i can sleep tonight. <br />
i can't believe this day is finally here!<br />
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and a last pic:<br />
the hilary plank. <br />
[we're just that cool.]<br />
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last week included a meltdown in the target parking lot for at least 20 minutes over a dress.<br />
umm. yeah.<br />
and i'm getting married in a week. a WEEK.<br />
my brain is in a thousand places at once.<br />
i fall asleep saying my prayers every night.<br />
and i haven't woken up on time once this week.<br />
[little bit worn out.] <br />
i taught a college class. whoa. <br />
i have canker sores like crazy.<br />
[if anyone has any suggestions <i>please</i> give them to me. they kill.]<br />
there are still 100 <span style="font-size: x-small;">[exaggeration]</span> errands to run.<br />
hilary comes to town friday.<br />
with more people i love coming next week.<br />
the sun is shining bright and it's been perfect weather.<br />
and man, am i happy. <br />
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*no promise on consistent blogging. but a full update will come. sometime.smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-60630487969113701962012-05-14T20:39:00.002-06:002012-05-14T20:42:41.446-06:00best of the best.<br />
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i've had a lot of good days in my life.</div>
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but this past weekend was the best of the best.</div>
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starting with going to the temple.</div>
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it.was.amazing.</div>
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and i had so many people there with me who i love. </div>
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i've never been happier in all my life.</div>
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on sunday i got to celebrate with my mom [and family.]</div>
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and i just love her.<br />
the best part was finding the sweatshirt my dad made her when i was little.<br />
it says, "i love my mom." <br />
with a cute picture of myself. ha.<br />
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and not only that, but we got to talk to addison.</div>
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it was the best phone call ever.</div>
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my favorite was his story of "breakdown corner."</div>
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it goes as follows:</div>
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add had only been in canada for about 4 days.</div>
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he had been doing some contacting on the street and he was a little frustrated because everyone he met was a crazy. </div>
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he finally went up to a man and asked him about the church.</div>
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then add decided "i'll talk to him about eternal families."</div>
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so he pulls out his scriptures where he has a picture of our family. </div>
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right then and there he lost it, just started bawling to this guy. </div>
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right underneath is a picture of me and derek.</div>
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addison told us, "i couldn't even introduce you guys. i finally pointed to the pic of ash and derek and whimpered out 'this is my sister.'</div>
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and then, i just walked away."</div>
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we laughed so hard. </div>
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then he went on, his other companion who had just arrived with him went and knocked on the next door and was crying before he even said his name </div>
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from then on, they call the place "breakdown corner." </div>
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and to end it all, i had the coolest EVER conversation with derek.</div>
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we both cried.</div>
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[also, we're in the single digits people.] </div>
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best days of all my life.</div>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-31230445918332150872012-05-11T09:07:00.000-06:002012-05-11T09:07:18.993-06:00i'm going there...today.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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it's a special day.</div>
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one i've waited for for a long time.</div>
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and it's finally my turn.</div>
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i'm going to the<a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_2017005239"> temple</a><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XLXYxmaHWQs&feature=relmfu">.</a> </div>
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i couldn't be happier. </div>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-40246149163212340612012-05-07T19:55:00.000-06:002012-05-07T19:55:42.065-06:00today i came home to this.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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flowers and the sweetest note in the world.</div>
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i am the luckiest.</div>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-58741880817980694012012-05-05T23:48:00.000-06:002012-05-07T19:52:51.930-06:00sometimes i think i'm funny.<div style="text-align: center;">
...and i was pretty much laughing all weekend.</div>
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exhibit a.</div>
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ask derek what we did for a date friday night.</div>
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if i wasn't sworn to secrecy i would tell you and you'd laugh really hard.</div>
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just know, sometimes we are ridiculous. </div>
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exhibit b.</div>
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i was being super nice and helping derek with his laundry.</div>
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as i pulled out shirt after shirt i realized they were all gray. </div>
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and this is only half of his gray shirt collection.</div>
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[please admire the grape walls in the future place.]</div>
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exhibit c.</div>
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while going through my things i found this old calendar from hilary before she left.</div>
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seeing as we're going to hawaii in a few weeks i felt it was appropriate to leave derek a nice little gift for when he got home. </div>
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exhibit d. </div>
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family outing to zurchers looking for wedding things.</div>
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i handed my dad our items to check out. </div>
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"we need this cake pan?" he asked.</div>
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"yes dad. we cannot leave the store without this. </div>
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for 80 cents it's basically stealing the cake pan. we <i>need</i> it."</div>
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and so, now we own a hannah montana cake pan. that cost a whole $0.80.</div>
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</div>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-23354371694978401582012-05-02T09:05:00.000-06:002012-05-02T09:05:00.119-06:00this is love.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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[<a href="http://jtaylorphotography.com/blog/">j.taylor photography</a>]</div>
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in three weeks i get to marry my best friend. <br />
i love him more than words.</div>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-9664360952981163612012-04-30T12:09:00.001-06:002012-04-30T12:09:10.240-06:00dreams of ice dancing.the other night i had a dream that i tried out to be an olympic figure skater.<br />
i unfortunately woke up before i found out the results.<br />
but i will tell you i wore this hideous knit-gaucho-onesie-sky blue thing.<br />
the figure skating fashions had definitely taken a turn for the worst.<br />
<br />
and just for the record-<br />
i did take figure skating lessons as a kid.<br />
no, i'm not good. at all. <br />
and yes, i did do a mail-in letter to <a href="http://kristiyamaguchi.com/meet-kristi">kristi yamaguchi</a> and got a "signed" postcard back.<br />
it was a big deal and i still have it in my closet.smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-45208376567274823292012-04-29T10:14:00.001-06:002012-04-29T10:14:55.561-06:00parable of the high dive.lately i've had all sorts of feelings about life.<br />
seeing so many sad and awful things around me.<br />
realizing that life is hard. <br />
my little perspective could not make sense of it all.<br />
maybe some uncertainty and hestitation as i wondered why.<br />
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last night as i thought about it an experience came to my mind.<br />
i was 9 years old again at the pool with my friends and family.<br />
my fear of heights meant going off the high dive was <em>never</em> an option.<br />
i was terrified. <br />
one day i was offered an incentive. <br />
"was it worth it?" i wondered.<br />
i walked up the steps and out to the edge.<br />
and i stopped.<br />
i looked down and changed my mind.<br />
"no money or reward in the world would ever make this worth it." i thought.<br />
but there were so many down below cheering me on. <br />
they knew i could do it and that i'd be okay. <br />
they had all done this before me, showing the way.<br />
but still, i looked at how far i had to go and i doubted.<br />
it seemed impossible.<br />
after many minutes of me just waiting, my friend's mom walked up to the top and stood behind me.<br />
she told me she was going to help me. but that i had to do it. there was no turning back now.<br />
my heart pounded, i was almost in tears.<br />
the fear far outweighed my faith. <br />
she started to count down. "three... two..." and i jumped. <br />
when i resurfaced i looked back up to the place i had just come from.<br />
i was proud. i was stronger. i was reassured. <br />
all of a sudden, i trusted.<br />
<br />
sometimes i feel this way about life. <br />
looking at how far i still have to go can sometimes be overwhelming.<br />
but i have incentive. the <a href="http://mormon.org/plan-of-happiness/">greatest incentive</a> in the world.<br />
i have those cheering me on, setting the example.<br />
i have support and encouragement. <br />
i have a Savior who is right there with me every step of the way.<br />
and i can become the person i want to be.<br />
there will be times before me that will seem impossible.<br />
but we've been sent here to succeed. to learn and to grow.<br />
and when i think of all these things, i have faith and trust and am reassured.<br />
<br />smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-44260535226678378782012-04-27T09:25:00.001-06:002012-04-27T09:25:16.715-06:00keywords.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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i'm happy to know that people find me through</div>
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fake teeth</div>
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cavities</div>
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and cute gordon hayward.</div>
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oh, and consider me in the group of "beautiful women of all time."</div>
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[nbd.]<br />
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happy weekend. </div>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-88947888798771999612012-04-26T09:30:00.001-06:002012-04-26T09:30:58.111-06:00why yesterday was an epic day:-i painted my nails for the first time in probably ten years.<br />
-we moved furniture over to our soon-to-be "first home".<br />
-i walked around in my wedding dress pretending to be a model.<br />
-which included hanging out with mom and kp. <br />
-derek had to call 911. [funny story. he's fine.]<br />
-sent out the last of the invitations.<br />
-<a href="http://smashley-livelaughlove.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-liked-it-so-he-put-ring-on-it.html">becca</a> is coming out for the wedding.<br />
-and <a href="http://smashley-livelaughlove.blogspot.com/2010/11/hilary-noun.html">hermana hilary</a> got home. and when she called i screamed for a solid 5 minutes.<br />
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it was a pretty eventful day.<br />smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-47550909428500150692012-04-24T08:39:00.003-06:002012-04-24T08:39:59.472-06:00this morning feels like summer.waking up tired after staying up late the night before.<br />
laying in bed long after your alarm goes off.<br />
seeing the sun shine through the blinds.<br />
remembering the heat of yesterday.<br />
excited about at your new sandal purchase.<br />
kicking all the covers off because it's hot -even though you slept in shorts and a t-shirt.<br />
no work and no school for the day.<br />
this morning, it feels like summer.smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-63004694591485995962012-04-19T12:53:00.001-06:002012-04-19T12:54:35.995-06:00for those who follow.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">April 19, 2012</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Dear Future FACS Student, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">I first off want to
tell you that you are entering into the most wonderful major they have on
campus. This is an exciting time in your
life and you are setting off on a journey that will impact your life, for the
better…if you let it. I want to tell you
that you are going to have hard times and hard classes and that is not an easy
journey. But looking back, nearing the
end of my schooling, I couldn’t be more grateful for the time I’ve spent here
and all the incredible things I’ve learned.
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Here
are a few things that I wish I would’ve learned earlier:</span></div>
<ul>
<li><span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">You do YOUR best. There will always be people in your classes
that are smarter, study harder, and are just better students than you. But don’t let this get you down. It’s not about them; it’s about trying your
best. You don’t need to compare yourself
to them.</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">The “worst class of the major” is
typically not as bad as it sounds. Give
it your all and you’ll end up loving it because this is your passion. </span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Talking about the things you learn in
class is always cool – even if it means analyzing people’s clothes, talking
about the way that food was made, or your opinion on the best practice to be a
parent (even if you aren’t one yet). </span></li>
</ul>
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<li><span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Put everything that you have into your
learning, but remember, that while you are here you are not only to learn about
schoolwork. This is a place to learn how
to be a better person and to grow spiritually.
This is a time to learn how to love and serve other people, and
sometimes that will mean putting them first before your schoolwork. Just remember what President Monson said, “A
person to be loved is more important than a problem to be solved.” Sometimes that will be hard, but it will
always be worth it. </span></li>
</ul>
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<li><span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Have fun, be involved, make some of the
best friends of your whole life while here.
You are surrounded by AMAZING people – make them some of your closest
friends. </span></li>
</ul>
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<li><span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"> </span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Study groups help. A LOT.
</span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font: 7pt "Times New Roman";"></span></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Sometimes when it is the middle of
midterms and you don’t see any hope and you think the semester is never going
to end, just remember that you will make it through. And one day, you will look back and be so
grateful. Look to those who have gone
before you as a source of strength and remember that we are cheering for you,
100%. You are being prepared by some of the
best educators in the world. </span></li>
</ul>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">And
when people tell you that your major is worthless and useless, know that there
are others standing with you, to do everything we can to make a difference in this
world. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">And
YOU will make a difference. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Love and admiration,</span> </div>
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Ashley </div>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-49694288498673351722012-04-18T22:16:00.001-06:002012-04-18T22:16:40.459-06:00status update.<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">today rocked because:<br /> 1- i finished finals forever. basically. <br /> 2- my tax return went to paying off my car.<br /> 3- and i get to see @derek. and i love him.</span><br />
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">[48 minutes ago]</span>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-84975082067796985682012-04-17T15:52:00.002-06:002012-04-17T15:52:24.171-06:00end in sight.<div style="text-align: center;">
the semester is over. </div>
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finals are almost done.</div>
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i've basically completed my college degree. </div>
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and the embarrassing thing is...</div>
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i still eat my sandwiches like a 5 year old. </div>
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good luck to all you still studying out there.</div>
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you are so close.</div>
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keep it up.</div>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-65692843611209048672012-04-16T09:26:00.002-06:002012-04-16T09:33:01.759-06:00meet us.<div style="text-align: center;">
i'm ashley.</div>
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and this is derek.</div>
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and most of the time...</div>
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we're pretty ridiculous.</div>
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[pictures for your enjoyment on this monday morning. </div>
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because i found them on derek's phone and laughed pretty dang hard.]</div>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-82143409496041395622012-04-12T16:37:00.001-06:002012-04-12T16:37:10.403-06:00first real date.a year ago i was at work and got a text.<br />
"don't eat dinner, we'll get something tonight."<br />
does this mean it's a date, i wondered?<br />
i can still remember what i wore.<br />
my pink flower top and marlee's grey sweater.<br />
he picked me up and we went to home depot.<br />
i needed something for a project and he knew the place well.<br />
then he took me to in'n'out.<br />
we sat in the far corner by the window.<br />
i had a burger and a shake. <br />
he wasn't feeling well so we started to head home.<br />
a quick stop at macey's.<br />
but he felt bad dropping me off early.<br />
so we drove around and looked at houses.<br />
just talking with him was my favorite.<br />
back home by 9:30, and i don't think he even hugged me.<br />
but it was well worth it.<br />
i was living a <a href="http://www.smashley-livelaughlove.blogspot.com/2011/04/enchanted.html">total dream</a>.smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-26835436780928028192012-04-11T11:44:00.001-06:002012-04-11T11:45:11.224-06:00week wrap-up.<u>here's what the past week and a half has looked like:</u><br />
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-first teaching interview.<br />
[half way through i realized "oh my gosh. this is for like a real life job."]<br />
-a few emotional break downs.<br />
-passed the PRAXIS. [fist pump. 100 times over.]<br />
-dress hemmed. belt <i>finally</i> came in.<br />
-announcements almost made.<br />
-last CougarFACS activity.<br />
-the first nap i've taken in forever. [because i had so much time for one...]<br />
-waking up on time on a friday morning accomplishment.<br />
-sharing a thought in class. [big deal.]<br />
-homework up the wazoo.<br />
-eating out far too much.<br />
-stress dreams. like in my dream it was culturally acceptable to marry your siblings. so i had to choose between my brother and derek. believe me, i woke up a little freaked out too.<br />
-an incredible easter sunday. <br />
-clothing swap success.<br />
-sitting in the park for 15 minutes because the sun was shining and i needed a break.<br />
-8 hours straight [except for dinner] of writing lesson plans. <br />
-and still not realizing that i'm actually almost done. forever. [maybe.]<br />
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sorry i've failed at blogging. the end is in sight.smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5210640927589799105.post-6505041130932275672012-04-06T16:55:00.001-06:002012-04-06T16:55:52.698-06:00because sometimes you just have this song stuck in your head...<div style="text-align: center;">
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best thing i've seen in years.<br />
[it was too good not to share.] </div>smashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03202409163969827423noreply@blogger.com1