The semester is starting to wind down, and we're are heading into our last week of finals. So, naturally we decided to play....every night this weekend. Although it may sound bad it was one of the best weekends we've had since we actually decided to be social and hang out with more than just ourselves, it was a big step for us. Our weekend actually started thursday night when we went 80's dancing in Salt Lake. It was a long trip for not a very fun club, but it is college....who doesn't make stupid decisions? We kind of went because it was our newish friend (yep I'm popular now) Amy's birthday and she really wanted to go dancing, but friday night was her real party.
As a huge group we went to this fun place (don't know the name I just called it the jumpy place). It had two big gymnastic trampolines, gymnastic bouncy floors, a foam pit thing, these blow up toys and just a lot of crazy things. It was sooo much fun.

The first picture is of our group jumping all together on one of the trampolines, and actually a lot of people couldn't get into the picture.
The next picture is of the blow up wheel. We really wanted to sit in it and roll around. So we did. We did this all before the boys ran into the room and decided to push us. Lets just say the wheel started to loose a lot of air which caused it to sink, which really just crammed us in it more. At first glance you can't tell I'm in the picture, but just take a closer look at the midd

le of the bottom and you'll see me...part of me. When the boys started to push really fast we just ended up crumbling all on top of each other, it was slightly painful especially while laughing hysterically.
The next picture shows that I probably needed more quant sisters in my family, no offense Alisha, and less brothers. Whether I am fighting a boy to get my stuff back or just being taken to the ground, apparently the rule "boys don't hit girls" doesn't apply to me. I was blind sided by Brent and taken to the ground. Then of course I could never just give up and let it go.
I had to fight back, naturally. It is slightly unfair though because his body weighs a ton! He looks small but add his body weight to my chest while laughing hysterically and it leads to no breathing.


The other picture happens to be me crawled in a ball. Remember the big red wheel that often had way too many people packed into it? Well, while I was easily beating Brent at our wrestling match he was sitting on top of me. All of a sudden he bailed off and before I could fully wonder why he gave up, I was RAN OVER by the huge red wheel. After realizing that the wheel was coming our way, Brent strategically planned the timing of his bail out so I wouldn't see it coming, but would still get run over. Like I said, what happened to boys don't hit girls?
So that was our friday night, I know pretty epic. It ended with a concussion and a twisted knee, all boys may I add. The girls came out untouched...well except for me being ran over.

After staying up late with our friend who had the concussion it was a late morning for Hoku and I.
Lets just say the sun was wayyy up before we got out of bed. But our socialness continued over to saturday. BYU had this big party called Fall Fest at Seven Peaks Ice Arena. So, being the social butterflies we are, we went with a big group. It was soo much fun. We played broom hockey, well mostly the boys got into it while Hoku, Sarah, and I guarded the goal while pulling out some sweet dance moves. Then we went ice skating!! I forgot how much I love to ice skate. The Hawaiins were a little skeptical but I skated them around a little. We also went to the dance there and just were everyones friends!

But of course the fun must end sometime as finals are nearing, but don't worry the fun doesn't end this week. Next sunday there will probably be an even longer post, I know shocking right? What else do you expect from me? : ) Thursday I'll be rooting the Blazer's on in Salt Lake, friday I'll be partying it up at a polynesian party, and saturday my ward is all going to Salt Lake for the Christmas lights. Like I said, who needs finals?!?