We're renaming the city Iceberg.

Things I've learned from two fall semesters in Rexburg, Idaho.

1. Snot can freeze. no matter if it is inside your nose or not.
2. Negative degrees will never feel good.
3. No matter how many layers you wear, you probably won't be warm.
4. It is impossible to look good on windy days.
5. Not all guys are jerks.
6. Math teachers can be fun.
7. College is hard.
8. If you live on one side of campus, all of your classes will be on the other side, i promise.
9. Calling home every Sunday makes for a happy mum.
10. Coming back from thanksgiving break can lead to depression.
11. Changing your major can be good.
12. Living on your own is a challenge.
13. NEVER take JayLene down the Christmas aisle at Walmart.
14. It's never a bad time to watch Rookie Blue.
15. Time alone is good.
16. Sometimes the Lord puts roommates with crazy habits in our lives to teach us tolerance and patience.
17. Making friends in your classes makes for a better experience.
18. If you throw boiling water into the freezing air, it will instantly turn to snow.
19. Laugh it out. it helps. a lot.
20. Getting your homework done early saves a lot of tears.
21. Snow is beautiful.
22. When you walk in the testing center, it's normal to feel your grades slowly drop with each step you take.
23. Never date an FHE brother.
24. Nobody is perfect.
25. There will always be someone who has it worse.
26. Complaining doesn't make it better.
27. Chris is everyone's best friend.
28. It never gets easier to walk up the hill to the Ricks.
29. Professors actually want you to succeed.
30. Playing catch makes any dark day, brighter.
31. Everyone struggles with something.
32. Bike= bad idea.
33. It's impossible for JayLene to keep track of her car keys.
34. Take lots of pictures.
35. If you can walk to class in the snow without slipping and/or falling, you deserve a medal.
36. Great Scott's can bring happiness.
37. Sometimes your friends will be willing to do crazy things for you, just because they love you.
38. Sonofa (son of a) is a word.
39. "It's good enough for who its for."
40. If you kick a frozen solid pumpkin, there is a chance you might break your foot.


.....to be continued....

Happy, Happy, Happy.

Just a few things that have made me happy lately.

chick flicks

cold days

potato soup

straight A's

carving soap

geocaching

walking and talking

bright blue eyes

movies that are cheap

getting homework done early

sleeping in on Saturdays

Montana

road trips

shooting guns

a clean room

new clothes

good texts

shopping

trucks

COUNTRY MUSIC

new friends

clothes pinning compliments

boots

KYLE

best friends

laughing

Bub's blanket

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

talking to mum and dad

packages

camouflage.

 Look at those smiles. Rexburg you dun, dun it.

9/10/13

Tonight me and my mom had a talk about marriage. It got real. She thinks that I'm the girl that doesn't ever want to get married. Which is everything but the truth. I've just sort of put this wall up (cliche i know). I've gone through some rough relationships in my life. I've always put so much into the relationships I've been in, and looking back, I shouldn't have. I've never been on the receiving end of love, which is fine, i'm still way young. But it's really hard to literally put all you have into a relationship and not get anything back. So over time, I have taught myself to make it seem as if I don't care. But in all reality, marriage is all I want. 

I want to find my best friend.

I want to have someone love me as much as I love them.

I want to share my life with someone.

I want to be married in the temple, and to be sealed for time and all eternity.

I want to have someone by my side forever.

I want to share my family with someone, and someday start our own.

I want a travel partner.

I want to wake up to someone on the other side of the bed.

I want to stop worrying about being on my own. 

I want to make someone smile, and have that in return.

I want so many things. 

And I honestly cannot wait for marriage.
There mum, I said it.

All Too Well

 

You know those songs that scream someone's name to you? Like every single word reminds you of that person.

 

JOSH. that's all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold,
But something 'bout it felt like home somehow.
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house,
And you still got it in your drawer even now.

Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze.
We're singing in the car, getting lost Upstate.
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place,
And I can picture it after all these days.

And I know it's long gone,
And that magic's not here no more,
And I might be okay,
But I'm not fine at all.
'Cause there we are again on that little town street.
You almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over me.
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well.
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red.
You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-size bed
And your mother's telling stories about you on the tee ball team
You tell me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me.

And I know it's long gone
And there was nothing else I could do
And I forget about you long enough
To forget why I needed to...

'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night.
We dance around the kitchen in the refrigerator light
Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well, yeah.

Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much,
And maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up.
Running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well.

Hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise.
So casually cruel in the name of being honest.
I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
'Cause I remember it all, all, all... too well.
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone

But you keep my old scarf from that very first week
'Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me
You can't get rid of it 'cause you remember it all too well, yeah

'Cause there we are again, when I loved you so
Back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well
Wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all
Down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all
It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well.

Thanks Taylor, couldn't have said it better myself.

Ears

So I have this obsession with ears.... Not in a gross way. I think they're cool. Ever since I was a baby I have rubbed my ears to fall asleep at night. Okay, I guess it's kinda weird. Anyways, I love ears. 

Which is why my dog Molly is just about my favorite thing on earth. Literally. 

Like seriously, look at those ears. So cute.

So yeah, basically I wrote this post so I could post pictures and brag about how stinkin' cute my dog is. Deal. 

ME

These are some things that make me, me....

I'm a Mormon. And I love it.

I have a small family and they mean everything to me.

I want lots of kids.

I love snow and rain.

I dream of livin in Seattle.

I'm in love with big cities. 

I cry when I see others crying.

I love making people laugh. 

I believe everyone needs the experience of living on their own (without your parents). It truly changes you.

I am a Taylor Swift fan. 

Country music is my favorite.

I have a passion for traveling.

I change my mind about things way too 

often.

I have my entire life planned out on Pinterest.

I make friends easily. Always have.

My grandpa is one of my best friends.

I love my extended family!

I love my dog Molly, best friends. :)

Chick flicks make me happy. 

I date all the wrong guys.

I cannot sing to save my life, and I'm okay with that. 

I'm a good driver. Ask my friends.

I wanna make a difference in the world.

I'm my father's daughter. 

I'm not ashamed of my Savior. 

I love Rookie Blue. 

I love to quote movies. 

I know who I am. 

I rub my ears when I'm tired.

I listen to every single word of the songs I enjoy. And I find a way to relate them to my own life.

I've made mistakes, and I've learned from them.

Home Alone 2: Lost In New York will FOREVER be my favorite movie.

IMy dream is to stay the night in The Plaza Hotel.

I was born in Clovis, CA. And I grew up in Fresno, CA. 

I currently attend Brigham Young University- Idaho. 

I played softball for about 12 years before I got sick of it. 

My senior year in high school was my favorite year of school. 

I've kissed 2 boys in the span of my life. 

I want to serve a mission with my husband someday. 

I fainted one time, watching my dad give blood. He thought I was joking until I hit the floor. (Not his best fatherhood moment.)

I love the outdoors.

I would gladly live out of a suitcase if it meant I could see the world.

I absolutely love roller coasters. 

My brother, not on purpose,  has caused 2 of my 3 major injuries. 1. Fractured pinkie- tripped me playing basketball. 2. 7 stitches on my right cheek- golf club to the face.

I got a rock thrown at my face one thanksgiving. Went through my lip.

I do not like being woken up from naps.

My full name is Mallorie Lane Hakanson. My grandma named me, Mallorie. Lane comes from my great grandfather, Louis Lane. And well Hakanson comes from my fatha. 

My brother and I are pretty tight. 

I have a lot of respect for my mother. 

I'm an artist. Or at least I think of myself as one.

I've lived in the same house my entire life.

I miss Adam Thomas Cleveland. I wish I didn't, but I do.

I don't like dirt under my nails so I keep them super short.

I want all boys when I have kids.

I have a Filipino step-grandma. 

I love my life. 

Elaine's Pet Resort

I'm writing this for my future self. The one that truly hopes to stay home with her children and just be a good mom. But if for some reason I must have a job, I want you (Mallorie Lane Hakanson) to be thankful for the fact that you aren't getting peed on. 

I'm more than thankful for my wonderful job, but boy it is tiring. REALLY, it's truly exhausting. Most days I get up at 5:45. It's still dark outside and therefore I believe my eyes should remain closed. However, I get up and go to work. 

My daily routine consist of....

7-11,  One- on - one plays with dogs. Usually about 10 dogs each morning. Within that I pick up poop, get jumped on, run around, play ball, get soaking wet, and occasionally....I get peed on. Gross I know. 

11-12, LUNCH. Sad to say, but most days it's my favorite part of the day. An hour to myself. No barking. No peeing, no dogs. 

12-2, Move dogs out of the indoor runs to the outdoor runs. Clean indoor runs. Move dogs back into the indoor runs. Repeat, four more sections.

2-3, prep diets (food). And hand out the food.

3-4, CLEAN. Dishes, the kitchen etc. 

And finally, it's time to go home. 

Most days it's a lot more hectic than that. There's usually a few falls, and alot of back pain from dogs pulling so much. But I don't think I'd have it any other way...for now. 

Let's try this again..

Can I just say its crazy how things work out. Completely crazy, but so right. And I know that it's not just because I'm lucky, but rather blessed by my Father in Heaven. I'm so thankful for him. I need to work on showing that more. 

So back in April, I came home from Idaho. I just felt that was what was right at the time. And I think it was. But....I'm going back in September. HALLELUJAH. Honestly it has worked out so perfectly. I got the deferment filled out and signed in enough time to get an apartment, and register for classes that will count towards my major. So thankful.

The day after I found out I would be going back to Idaho in September, I got a job. A legit job. And everything worked out perfectly. That's destiny. I know it is. 

So so blessed.

And tremendously grateful. 

CHELSEA

Going into college I figured I would make a lot of friends, meet alot of new people. And that was definitely the case. But I never thought I'd meet someone who could potentially become one of my closest friends. Buttttttttt, I DID, and her name is Chelsea Sara Applegate.

It all started out in the courtyard of our dorm complex; we were all just hanging around playing a sad version of soccer. For some reason we just clicked. She was talking about snowboarding and pretty much getting all the guys. She said "dude" about 4,000 times and we got along really well. The next day at church we talked about random things, she asked me if I was a snowboarder because she thought I was "that type". We met up in between classes and made grilled cheeses like real college students. We talked about basically everything and in a matter of days we were basically best friends. We had sleepovers and stayed up really late watching movies on her mac and talking about family. We talked about past relationships and she was the one I could talk to about past mistakes. She was there for me when I needed her and I cannot thank her enough for that.

Some of my favorite experiences in Idaho I shared with her. For instance, Horse-back riding in Montana. And of course the first real snow in Rexburg. We were up at three in the morning talking when we realized it was snowing outside and we didn't think twice about going outside to play in it.
That night I stayed in her apartment, looking out the window at the most beautiful sight in the world, SNOW. I remember laying there listening to "gravity" and thinking to myself, it really doesn't get much better than this. (unless of course I was married and had a guy to share that with). haha. I think we can both agree that was one of the best nights we had in Rexburg.

 

 

 

 

Then comes the times that weren't so good. She was always there for me. I clearly remember the night I thought my world was over, and Chelsea seriously didn't leave my side. She told me in the end whatever happened was meant to be. I cried my eyes out and fell asleep listening to Christmas music on her couch. She shook it off when people asked what was wrong with me, and kept me strong through it all.

CHELSEA, if you're reading this, thank you. I love you. And I thought you should know.

Trust in the Lord.

The past few weeks I've had more than enough time to think about everything one person could possibly think about. I think the most when I lay down at night and can't sleep. Most of the time I think about the future. I mean everyone does that. And sometimes I think about all the little choices in life. All the choices I've made recently. A few weeks ago, I was firm with my decision to go on a mission. I started my papers, I told the facebook world about my decision, I had a friend take my picture, I scheduled to get my wisdom teeth out, and I got excited about the whole experience.

However, recently I haven't felt as strongly that this is what is right for me. Don't get me wrong, I know without a shadow of a doubt the Gospel is true. I just have taken time to think about everything coming up. My original plan before the announcement was ever made, was to go to Idaho, get swept off my feet by some amazing guy and live happily ever after...but that definitely did not happen. When the announcement was made, I think every girl thought at that moment that they would be a missionary. Then the month passed and those feeings dwindled. That was the case with me. I thought about it alot, I prayed about it, but not enough to truly decide. When I got back to Fresno in December I wondered what I was going to do with my life for the next four months. I went to the Singles ward and one of my friends Janelle told me she decided she was going on a mission and she met with the bishop that day. And in that moment I thought, you know, I should really think about it. I fell under the spell, "all my friends are doing it" and I made a rash decision and put it on facebook. And for those next few weeks I got more and more excited about it. I told quite a few people, and they told me how excited they were for me.

Then the month of February came; a.k.a. the month of doubt.

On the seventh (not too long ago) I got the wonderful opportunity to get the wisdom teeth yanked out.
Which was a lot less dramatic than I thought; thank goodness. And with that came a lot of time to sit around and do absolutely nothing. I mean NOTHING. The routine was basically, eat, take pills, sleep, eat, take pills, sleep. And that lasted a good three-four days. Within that time I also spent alot of the time laying there thinking about everything. I thought about the real reason I all of the sudden thought it was in my best interest to go on a mission. Was it because I prayed and got a yes? Or was it because "all my friends are doing it"? Honestly, I truly believe it was the influence of my friends that took over. I looked at it like I either needed to be on a mission within the next year, or in a relationship, becuase that's what girls at BYUI think are their only options. And since I am nowhere near being in a serious relationship, I took it as a sign that I should go on a mission.

Today, and for the past few days, I've prayed about my future more than ever. And I keep getting the feeling that it's just not for me. I don't know what the Lord has planned for me, but I know that His plan is far greater than mine. And I am more than excited to see what he has in store for me.

My hope is that all those people that I told will understnad that what the Lord has planned will always be more important than a rash decision I make. He has my life planned out. And I will trust in Him.