Marisa turns 18!?

I have pretty awesome friends and family. In fact,  I don’t think they could be better. My sister Caitlin came home for the weekend. I imagined we would catch up, mess around, and watch a movie together. Instead, she became the culprit in planning my very own surprise party.
I was shocked.

 

Some people brought presents…. Oreos were the most popular. I didn’t realize I talked about them that much

My very best friend, Miss Kelsee Jackson made me this fabulous t-shirt composed of a few of our favorite inside jokes. This girl is amazing.

                    

There was a lot of food and a lot of mess. I found it just slightly ridiculous that I had to clean up from the party that I didn’t plan on my birthday.

Rude.

I’m so blessed to have such wonderful friends.

The next day Caitlin gave a missionary fireside for the youth in our ward and then we partied….
Mom is dang attractive. :)

Brian Regan tickets!

BYU T-shirt. My future school!

Finally a new violin case. It’s beautiful.

It’s hard to believe that I’m 18 and will be graduating soon. It was a bitter-sweet birthday for my family considering I’m the last child and will be leaving home to live an “adult” life soon. I’m so thankful for friends, family, teachers, and leaders who have helped me become the person to survive the world ahead of me.

Some things I can do now that I’m 18:

Buy dry ice
Vote
Get arrested
Skydive
Order products off infomercials (I’m honestly worried about this one)
Get a Blockbuster membership
Drive any time of day/night
Buy a monkey
Rent a port-a-potty
Get married (FINALLY!)
Buy a house/Rent apartment
Drive an ice cream truckBecome an undercover cop
Sue someone
Get sued
Go to a tanning bed without permission
Get a tattoo… (I’ve been waiting for this…)
Get divorced (In case the getting married thing doesn’t work out)

My to-do list just got a lot bigger :)

I’m definitely the daughter of my grandfather’s daughter….

I  admit to having a serious problem. I’m a HOARDER! If I have anyone to blame, it’s my mother. She doesn’t get rid of anything. I have collected clothes since I was in middle school and yes, I still wear the clothes from middle school (and so does my mother). So this causes a predicament, one being that I will be moving to Provo in the fall and I don’t think leaving any my clothes behind is an option. The solution “just get rid of the clothes you don’t wear” is not a solution because guess what? They ALL get worn. There is not one article of clothing in this closet that I haven’t worn in the past two months. (Spring/Summer skirts and shoes don’t count.) I wonder how my roommate, Venice, feels about giving up her closet space for me. I will gladly share mine. The reason being there will be panic attacks if I don’t have my cotton friends surrounding me. My mom says getting rid of the flip flop collection will give me the room I need (bottom of picture). It’s pretty awful that having too many clothes and being addicted to it is one of my biggest problems in life. Just think of all the people in the world that don’t have clothes to wear.

I have conformed.

By this I mean the Dark Side summoned me and has made me join the Blogging Community. This is new and I’m unsure of how bloggingly-active I will become. Advice?