Ain't No Party Like an S-Club Party

Alright, it wasn't quite an S-Club party, but it was nearly just as good!

Last night, all the Brits that are living in Rexburg, and those who had served their missions somewhere in England all got together for a Brit Party! It had been a while since we were all in the same place reminiscing about the Motherland, so I thought that some British banter was well overdue.

It was a blast! My DVD of the Royal Wedding was playing in the background, old companions were swapping hilarious stories and mostly, we were just enjoying the soothing sounds of multiple British accents in the same room ha! It was goooooood.

Despite Krysta and I's best efforts to provide as much authentic English food as possible, we ended up having Little Caeser's, BBQ smokeys and asparagus wrapped in bacon (don't even try to imagine how good it is. Just make it right now).

But all in all there was food, laughter, merriment and banter... mostly banter.

  

I didn't even have enough time to take cool Instaworthy pictures of the decorations or the food. Because I was having so much fun! 

Now that's an S-Club Party.

DISCLAIMER:

For those of you who are too young or too un-British to know what an S-Club Party entails... please watch the following instructional video:

LILIA

Although the name of my blog has changed, the reasoning behind initially calling it "Come What May And Love It" hasn't. I really love looking at the moments in life that are awesome but the aim of the game is to look at ones that are not so awesome, and love them anyways :)

Let's Play.

Love It

• The weather was really great for a while, and people were seriously loving the sun. Spring is definitely on it's way.
• I watched Parent Trap last night, and I remembered why I'm SO glad that the early 2000s are over. WAY OVER. in terms of fashion.
• I had a fantastic conversation with mummy on Friday, and I always love those seeing as she's so far away.
• I am grateful for Whatsapp and the audio note function it has. Seriously. Spontaneous singing messages from my cousin? Priceless.
• I am really grateful for weekends and the ability I have to sleep without setting an alarm.

Love It Anyways

• While I said spring is on it's way, it's definitely not here yet. There was a blizzard of sorts on Thursday night BUT apparently the weather is exactly the same back home in London so that definitely makes me feel less homesick!
• As per my usual LILIA posts (i just made that acronym up.), school is a huge factor on the love it anyways. School is really starting to snowball now, however I LOVE what I'm learning! I'm really starting to feel like a pre-med student, and the further I delve into my studies, the stronger my testimony in my beliefs becomes! That is such an amazing feeling for me, because I often see that the more "educated" people become, the more they seem to forsake their belief in God. Weird.
• I have no more black skinny jeans. Whilst this may seem like a trivial matter, if you knew me, you'd know that the perfect black skinny is the staple piece to my wardrobe. You can literally wear those babies with ANYTHING! It's been a struggle trying to salvage the remnants of my jeans, but as I learned last night it is pretty much impossible to do the Dougie, Cat Daddy or the Jerk with a hole in your trousers. Impossible. HOWEVER, all this means is that I'm forced to be more adventurous with using colour in my wardrobe (of which there isn't much) and I guess that's good for me!

I usually end with one more Love It, so here it is...

On Friday amidst my studying for Anatomy, I decided to splurge and grab a smoothie, the smoothie guy "accidentally" made too much and gave me an extra half smoothie for free. 

Yay for smoothie guys who are overly impressed with British accents. 

Yay for the possession of a British accent.

Honestly.

I just had to take a second on here to really emphasize something that I really strongly believe in. I had honestly never thought about having a blog, before I moved here to the States, because it's just not really what people do back home! It's definitely becoming more of a trend nowadays, and I think that it's great to have a way to read funny real-life stories, look up cute outfit ideas and great recipes to try (and fail) and try again. 

I never really knew what I wanted to share with this blog, and so far, it's a fun way for me to share thoughts and feelings (that I think are funny) and just to record my adventures in a fun way. Over the past few days, I've really been thinking about the Internet, and how it's definitely a blessing in our lives (seriously how many times can Google save the day?), and it's a wonderful way to stay connected with those that we are apart from, but when used in the wrong way, the Internet can be dangerous, and especially with things like blogs and Facebook, it can become a bit of an identity thief!

What do I mean?

Well, I feel as though the blog culture can create an image of perfection in the eyes of a lot of people. I literally say it ALL THE TIME! "Oh my gosh, she's perfect"... "her life is literally perfect", and deep down, I'm not naive and I know that no-one has a perfect life, but the words just come out! (and no doubt they will again really soon). 

While we aim to show off the best version of ourselves, I just don't want anyone to lose themselves in this realm where you can literally be ANYONE you want to be!

Take me for example. How do you even know that I'm British?

Obviously I am. Because you probably know me, but my point is, that it would be really easy to fabricate a great story just for the fun of it... because it would be a better read for other people.

I'll hop off my little soap box now, but I just wanted to say that in deciding to make this blog, I'm going to be as honest about the things that I write, as I can be. I really want this blog to be a real representation of who I am and what I stand for.

And tonight?

I stand for High School Musical.

If you live anywhere within the 10 mile radius of my apartment, you heard Krysta and I literally acting out the entire production. Literally.

Yes, I'm twenty going on twenty-one.

No, I am not ashamed.

Spring Showers

Yesterday we had the Bridal Shower for our beautiful Rachel, who's getting married to Eric in just 4 short weeks!!

Like a lot of my friends who have recently become bethrothed, she was absolutely glowing!!

Rachel is one of the sweetest, greatest girls I've ever had the pleasure of rooming with, and I'm SO excited for her!!

The shower was held by Cydney Allen one of the most creative people I've ever met!! Want proof? Check out her company Afton Photography and tell me you don't want her documenting every moment of your life!!

Well here are a few snaps from Rach's festivities...

Adorable right??

There are also baby showers, and more bridal showers ahead!! Call me a girl, but I just LOVE them!!

SPEAKING of Bridal Showers... not to take away from anyone else's perfect moment, but I cannot wait for the wedding of the year... that of my best friend!!

Literally we've been wedding planning for like 2 years... but now she has a cute boy to fit in the equation 

You should check out more of her adventures at her awesome bloggy blog, To & Fro. Literally. She's a babe.

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Meanwhile, this little Brit is running around doing school, applying for exotic internships in California and just trying to enjoy life on this side of the pond!

I don't think I say enough how grateful I am to be here, with the opportunity to have an education and be taking big steps in my life!

When people talk about how much the early 20s are a crossroads in life, I didn't fully understand until I got here! Not only are there choices in terms of finding the right career, and knowing what I want to do with my life, but things like knowing where I want to live, who I'll marry and have a family with.... BIG THINGS.

But I feel as though these decisions are coming together rather nicely. It's hard to not know what's coming up in the future, but instead of what I would usually feel.. (fear, anxiety, basically wishing I had  the premonition powers of Phoebe in Charmed... did anyone else watch Charmed?? I'm side tracking...) BUT now, all I feel is excitement and anticipation. It's great.

Well, my New Years Resolution this year, was to be fearless. So I'll let you know how that goes! 

Four Really Easy Steps to becoming a N.E.R.D.

It took almost 21 years, but I have finally come to the conclusion that I am a complete nerd. And that's just fine.

As much as I love fashion and a good Bachelor finale, I LOVE SCIENCE!

I've been a Pre-Med student since the age of 4. Literally. As much as I've tried to act cool, and talk about how much I dread studying, or can't stand the library. It's all lies. I LOVE THE LIBRARY. Why else would I spend so much studying there, then proceed to get a job there. I have even found myself laughing hysterically to science jokes that my professors tell. The kind that you hear and feel sorry for the professor because no-one is laughing except the weirdo sitting on the front row. 

World, meet Weirdo on the Front Row.

As you know, I'm hoping to become a paediatrician, but I've recently taken a shining to Neuroscience. Yes, the Queen Elizabeth of all nerdy science emphases. That fact was really proven today, as I willingly took the time to tell people all about the brain and how AWESOME it is. 

But if you'd like to join me in this realm I call NERDOM, here's how.

Step 1: Join the University's Neuroscience Academic Society, and pose with a human brain in a jar during Brain Awareness Week.

Step 2: Pose again, this time with gusto

Step 3: Buy a brain candy mould and fill it with chocolate.

Step 4: Proceed to made brain shaped candy to hand out to classmates during your presentation on interactionism and the Mind-Body Problem.

Welp. That'll do for now. But more N.E.R.D. tutorials to follow, including How To Scare Away Potential Friends With Shameless Dad Dancing.

p.s. not so nerdy... but I do love a good peplum. 

So this morning, I looked outside and grumbled about the down-pouring snow.

I grumbled some more about the fact that I had to wear my wellies instead of my preferred option that have no friction that would surely lead me to my death, or worse, humiliation.

Then I grumbled about my breathlessness after hiking up to the Benson 

If you are not a BYU-I student I can lie and say it's really strenuous.... but I'm just shockingly out of shape

But as I walked with my trusted brolly in tow, I realised that I was the only person carrying one. It was literally chucking it down with snow, and I was the only person who felt like it was appropriate to carry an umbrella. It was at that precise moment my friends, that I felt completely and utterly British. I had spent the morning moaning, I was cold, wet, and a tad moody. But I was also British. Down to my little quilted jacket and my Wellington boots, I was British.

In my mind I heard the Hallelujah chorus and felt like the happiest girl alive.

Sounds silly I know, but as much as I deny it, I really do miss that quaint little island of mine. 

I thought it should be documented, so here it goes.

Grey Skies

Little Quilted Jacket

Wellies

I even found one of these!!!

Twas a good day

DISCLAIMER:

Now, before you start rolling your eyes and thinking that I'm going to attempt to be a haute couture fashion blogger, I can assure that I'm not; here's why. Firstly, my clothes are definitely not interesting enough. Secondly, I am awful at taking serious pictures. Want proof? Here are some bloopers

(if you're lucky you will someday see me doing the "LA-LA-LA-LA dance that inspired this pose)

(BIG thanks to my roomie Ashley who was long-suffering and took some snaps for me).

Happy Anniversary

Well fellow bloggers. 

Can I call you that? Probably not, seeing as this is practically my one year anniversary since my last post, and I have undoubtedly been chased out of the blogging community with pitch forks and torches.

But in a dire attempt to earn back your acceptance I give you the one year recap to top all one year recaps. 

Ready?

Ok.

Candace and Steve got married

I played with some paint

I wore the same outfit as my friend

 

I wore a British t-shirt on the 4th of July

I returned to the homeland

I saw my friends at a dance

I saw my bestest

And of course, this lady

Then I left again

Took roommate pictures with my new roommates

I finally found some Ethnic Hair Care (please excuse the wretched pixelation)

I spent Christmas and New Years with my Klumpps 

Then I went Rollerblading for the first time

Saw Ed Sheeran in concert with this beauty

And then there's these fellows...

always.

So that's it! You really didn't miss much after all.

Until next year.

Just kidding.

We'll see.