Pup & Moose Night Out!

So tonight I got to hang out with Pup. It's been awhile since this has occurred, mainly due to the fact that he had a girl friend who I think strongly disliked me. Any who... this guy is my best friend. He knows me better than anyone else, and is one of the few people who can see through my peppy facade and know that I'm hurting or contemplating really hard.
Little bit of background info... I meant Pup (he will from here on forth be referred to this) my sophomore and his freshman year of Cross Country, back when the team was small. After hanging out with him at every meet, I developed a bond with him, to the point where he became like a little brother to me. Last year, we drifted apart, however this year... we found each other again... thanks to me signing my letter of intent and him realizing that I'm leaving him eventually...
So we decided to go see a movie, and we ended up seeing He's Just Not That Into You.
Now, totally not a movie to see with a guy first off, I mean maybe a date movie, but not with the guy you think of as your little brother. The movie is about 9 different people and their love lives. And how they intertwine.
Gigi: Wants to find the perfect guy...
Alex: Knows everything about the dating world...
Beth: Has been dating the same guy for 7 years, still not married...
Neil: Doesn't believe in marriage....
Janine: Has trust issues...
Ben: Falling for his mistress...
Anna: In love with a married guy....
Conor: In love with a girl who just wants to be friends...
Mary: Can't seem to work out the digital age...
Now, I'm not a big chick flick fan, but for sure this one tops my list... both the chick flick list and Christmas list. It has a good plot, which is easy to follow. Funny dialogue/ intertwined with random anecdotes. Overall, however, it shows those of us who sit there pondering over whether or not he really likes us, that there is hope out there. That we might not be the relationship rule, we might be the exception.
However, hottness alert: Justin Long
Birthday: June 2nd
Best known for: Dodgeball; Accepted; Mac Commercials

Needless to say, I however have now started wondering if I have been sent signals throughout life and ignored them because I was so into a guy that I couldn't realize that he was just not that into me? I mean, could Jim really not be into me and be too nice to say so. Could I be the rule??? Or is it possible that Jim actually likes me? That I could be the exception???? If only, if only Jim read this blog, then he could say whether or not I am a rule or exception! Or any other guy out there...

Partying it up...

Last night was Jason's 18th birthday party, so I spent the night chilling with Centennial runners again. (Totally not meaning that in a bad way!)
So we get there and head out to play ultimate frisbee. Now, this is a sport that every cross country runner should know how to play. When I started cross country three years ago, I knew how to play, and did so often. However, over the past couple of years, my team has ceased playing leaving all of us deprived of the ultimate experience. Naturally I'm concerned. Mainly, because its been awhile since I've played so I'm slightly rusty. However, I never really had any problems as the frisbee stayed away from me all night, I blame the wind.
After a little while, we switched things up to play freeze tag. I love playing tag. Mainly because its the one time that when sprinting I don't feel horribly lame because you've got a goal in mind and it's all fun in the end. So were playing tag and everything is going good up until the part where Nick gets hit. I wasnt there so I dont know what happened really, all I do know is that he was hit in the nose and hard enough for tag to no longer be fun. Instead we headed back to Jason's house.
There we sat around the fire and I listened as the boys told stories about their season and I learned way more about their team then I ever thought I would. But not in a bad way. I mean I dont think you could find a closer knit group of people. I also felt included when I was given a nickname. Everyone on the XC team has one. Mine is Cup-O'-Dirt. I myself am still not certain on the logic on how it got to that. The only bits of the thought process I picked up were: Moose--Moosen-- Boxen-- Brian Regan-- Cup-O'-Dirt. So yeah... the randomness continues!

Mini Putt Round Two... and Other Assorted Adventures....

So tonight Britt, Eliana (one of Britt's friends), and I went and tried out Jungle Putt, the new mini putt place on Lake Mead.
Now I know, why would Britt go golfing with me again, especially since she was there for my original escapade where I was hitting both stationary and moving objects. Well, I can't honestly answer that either. My guess is that she just trusts me enough not to kill her. Anyways... So we go in get our golf balls and clubs, which are awesomely fancy colors might I add, and walk through a curtain, not a door, but a curtain into this whole totally different area. Inside was the mini golf arena, where its completely lit by black lights and there's neon glowing paint on the bricks, the wall, and even a lion chilling on a bench!
So the we start, and the first thing you do is hit the ball through this hole in the wall. Now my first reaction is, oh no, what i have i done, me get that thing through that small space, impossible! However, i was wrong. Instead I make it in one shot. Needless to say I am in shock. The rest of the night goes like this. Making shots I would normally deem impossible and not even hitting anything. So basically... dont take me PUTTING, take me MINIATURE GOLFING.
So after this, we're walking out to the car and its only 7:30... which is way to early to call it a night. So what do we decide to do, go chill at a park. So were driving up Lake Mead and suddenly I get the idea to have Jason come along. So Britt calls Jason on my phone and we basically tell him that he has no choice and were picking him up in like 5 minutes. So we pick Jason up and cruise over to Lone Mountain Park because well it was like right there. No sooner do we get there when he gets a text from Scott saying everyone's at metro... Back in the car, and drive to metro.
So when we get to metro, a game of pickup soccer gets started. Now of course, being there I would have to play. So I'm standing there testing out my ankle from last night, since I was the smart one who went for a run on it earlier in the day. Thats about the time I decide that i'll stay out of the game, and instead just watch.Plus this is what I prefer when it comes to soccer as I play horribly. After a little while the game stopped and everyone just started hanging out and talking instead. Well after awhile of this and some interesting conversations about Centennial, it started raining. So we moved to a gazebo on a hill to protect us from the rain... just not the wind. So after sitting up there for awhile we ended up deciding we should do something else, so we went to the cars and sat inside them until we figured out what to do. And that was basically "Follow" so we got in our cars and attempted to follow, but were unsuccessful, so we ended up at Scott's house, where we chilled instead. Later learning that we were supposed to follow Doxey to Walmart.
But overall... besides the annoying ankle pain, I spent a pretty good night out hanging with people totally by random and who I wont see for awhile come August.

Red Rock and Putting....

So this morning Britt and I went running out at Red Rock Canyon. We couldn't decide which trail to do, so we just chose Calico Hills since that was the parking lot we were in. Well, the problem with Calico Hills is that its one main trails with lot of random trails leading off of it. So there in leads how the majority of our run was spent lost. I swear we went in circles for like ten minutes before finally figuring out where to go again. In the end however, Britt and I made it back to the car and swore to only run well marked trails again as it seems neither one of us are skilled navigators.

After my adventure up at Red Rock, I went to Nick's birthday party, where we went putting. This was already bad for me as I suck at golf. A par 3 would mean par 9 for me. Well, it turns out that I'd also be a better driver than a putter. In other words I was hitting the ball too hard and it kept going everywhere else. I even hit a guy at another hole. (he was totally cool about it)But the best part of my putting experience was when I hit the golf ball so hard that it went in opposite direction of the hole, hit the guard house, and ricocheted back to about 3 feet from the hole.

On a more personal note... so in earlier posts I have talked about a guy. And not just any guy, but one who is amazing, sweet, and everything I want to be. Well today we were talking and I was feeling kind of upset over the whole grieving thing, and after five minutes of talking to him I was fine. And he did was tell me he wanted me to be happy. I find this weird, as I have never been able to be cheered up by a guy by just talking to him. So I'm happy to have him there for me, and not just in my time of need, but also just in every day.

Date Night

So tonight was Friday date night. And my was it fun.

First we went up to Mt. Charleston to go sledding. I only went down once because it hurt my back a little bit. So instead Lindsey and I decided to try our hand at snow angels. This was unsuccessful due to the lack of powder fresh snow...and when we were able to find some we sunk down to our knees in it. So instead we created snowballs to throw at our dates. Zach, however, some how was able to anticipate my attack and got me first instead. Which then led to me getting him back and causing an outright snowball fight. The fight ended by us simply realizing it was too dark to continue so we headed back to the car to head for dinner.
For dinner we went to Cafe Rio, which was the first time I had ever ate there. And it was actually pretty good.
After dinner we went back to Zach's house where we watched The Office. This was only my second time seeing it, but I think I will soon be making it a must see on a weekly basis.
All in all it was a good and fun night out with friends.

Photos at Lone Mtn.

Today Kaitie and I drove out to Lone Mountain that way she could help me with my most recent photography assignment: Natural Lighting Portraiture.
In traditional Ka(i)tie manner, we were totally out of it. When we first got there we decided that the best background for the photos would be on the actual mountain so we began walking across the park to get to the trails. Once we got to them we realized a.) vans are not the best shoes to go hiking in and b.) we were out of shape. It also might not have helped that we were carrying gym bags with us.
Once we got up to the caves which Kaitie was the most excited to take photos near, we threw down our bags and got started.
Lone Mountain provided the perfect natural background I had been looking for and didn't think I was going to be able to find. There were small caves, which sometimes I was wary to send Kaitie into, graffitied rock (which disappointed me but I still used), and beautiful coloring in the rocks.
While we were up there Kaitie had to change from one outfit to another so I stood in front of her as she changed out of blue jeans into a dress. Then we decided to climb a little higher on the mountain so while I had my camera around my neck and Kaitie in a dress, we started up a steep trail that come to think of it was probably more of a wash from water running down the mountain.
After spending time up at the second spot I fulfilled my deal to Kaitie, which was shed get to use the "pretty, expensive camera!" So we quickly traded clothes so I could be in the dress and she snapped a few shots.
As we started back down the mountain, this time her with the camera and me in the dress we noticed a few more people heading up the mountain. Now this slightly bothered us because not only had we left our bags down there figuring that there would be no one coming up the trail and because we were hoping to be able to trade back clothes. Instead I had to grab a random pair of Kaitie's jeans and slide them on under the dress then throw a t-shirt over it and slide the dress off.
As we headed down the mountain we realized that we were taking the steeper more complicated trail and to my amusement Kaitie yelled out "we always do things the hard way, don't we!"
The whole adventure took two hours but was worth the time spent with my best friend. And of course for the photos that will get me the grade.

Mall Day

Today was my chill day with the girls...at the mall...

This was the first time all break that my running buddies and I had gotten the chance to see each other all at the same time, let alone hang out.
We started out at Abercrombie and Fitch, hoping to see some models. And were sadly let down. So instead we walked around the store before escaping into the fresh air from the way over cologned store. Then we got on the topic of betsy johnson due to Britt's purse, and soon we were in the small store checking out the dresses. We each found an ugly one and a cute one to try on. Heather auctually looked cute in both of hers, while Britt and I perferred mainly our cute dresses. And since we were already in the spirit of trying on dresses we swung into Jessica McClintock and grabbed short and long dresses and tried them on again. Heather practically drowned in her long one but at the same time decided that she loved it. The first long dress I tried to try on turned out to be $2400 and the sales lady would HAVE to help me try it on so I decided it wasnt worth that much for a little fun.
Afterwards we finally walked down to the reason we were there, Build a Bear. So I could build a penguin for Sadies.
Then we wandered towards Hollister where we crammed the three of us into the smallest dressing room ever. We barely had room to change. But it was worth it for the fun and the pictures we got. One of which included me giving Britt a piggy back ride. Next door was pac sun where we found neon t-shirts and matching pants. Britt grabbed pink, heather blue, and me yellow! I swear it was the ugliest outfit ever, but it looked good when standing next to the other two. Next door to that we found a store with metallic spandex pants. Then we grabbed bright tank tops and funky jackets, then extremely high heels. When you put it all together the top looked great with the jacket, but when you add in the pants and heels, it looked like we had escaped off the street corner.
All in all it was a great day with the girls who know the most about me from spending time listening to me on our long miles.