my night out

Last week was rough. I had six essays and a portfolio due all in a three day time span, and there were a few times when I was not so sure I was going to get through it all. But, of course I was just being dramatic and feeling way too stressed, and I got everything done. So this weekend, other than having to pop by a couple review sessions, I decided I was just going to relax and enjoy being done with my essays. I felt like I deserved it. And, perfect timing, one of my friends had her bachelorette party on Friday night, and I cannot imagine a better way to celebrate being done with the worst week of my semester than going out with all my favorite girls. We went to a piano bar in Salt Lake danced, laughed, had fun, and it was almost like we were freshmen again back when we weren't so stressed and were way more carefree.

The whole crew. These girls are the greatest. So blessed to have met girls like these my freshmen year.

 I could not be more excited for the upcoming nuptials of my cute friend Ashley. I am bummed that I won't be able to make it to her wedding, but happy that I got to be a part of the pre-celebration.

So lucky to have friends like Al in my life. And so glad she is still willing to slip away from her hubby every once in a while to spend a night out with the girls. 

Congrats Ash!!! I love you.

Well, now just a few tests and I am home free. Literally going home and free from having to think about anything school related over the break. Guilt free lounging around. I can't wait. 

and of course, it's almost Christmas!!!

peace. love. and going out.

my halloweek

      I know its come and gone, but Happy Halloween ya little bloggies. Halloween is actually...my least favorite holiday, so welcome November!! No more me having to explain that one time I went to a haunted house in seventh grade and I had an anxiety attack and had to leave before they even started...true story. Or having people beg me to watch scary movies, me caving, them sleeping peacefully in their beds that night, and me not sleeping and flinching in fear every time someone comes with in three feet of me for the next couple days. I really wish I was kidding about how much stuff like that freaks me out, but I'm not, and it's real. Plus, who really needs all that candy anyways?
     Well, I keep thinking that any of my partying days are behind me, and at the beginning of the semester I even thought to myself I am totally not going to party for Halloween this semester, I'm done with that. I partied. Who am I kidding?? This year for my various parties I was Mary Poppins for a couples blind date, a lumberjack for a party on Monday (because I already happened to be wearing plaid that day), and for the actual day I was a cat. Meow.

Above in this blur of a picture is me, my roomies, and some friends at a party on Monday night....why wasn't I studying?? This is my "lumberjack" costume. Or you know, I put on some suspenders with my plaid shirt.

      I recently bought some velvet leopard print pants and they are actually now my favorite thing ever. Naturally, I decided to build my costume around them for the night, which really just means that I threw on some ears. I've never loved dressing up so even growing up I have always been animals, cause how easy it's just way too easy? (I'm a mouse. Duh.) Well, on the left is me and my fellow cat friend Taylor, and on the right is my costume in its full leopard print pants glory.

     And now it is time to put away all the cob webs, skeletons, and scary movies and keep them hidden in a dark place till everyone forces all this spookiness on me again next year. But, now we get to move onto just the trifecta of awesome. My Birthday. Thanksgiving. and Christmas. So excited.

peace. love. and hauntings.

my parents come to provo

Some weekends are better than others, and this was a real good one.
To start out with, it was 1000 times less stressful than last weekend, since I have a little break between writing papers, taking tests, and writing more papers (#englishmajorprobles).
It was also the weekend of the semiannual massive group blind date. It's kind of like Secret Santa, in that a bunch of girls draw names, but instead of presents we get each other boys. Fun times. I recommend that all girls do this. Perfect way to meet new people.
I also went to some fun parties, but besides all that the absolute best part of this weekend?? My wonderful parents were here. I have the most awesome parents ever. I really do. Thanks to them my fridge is now filled with left overs for the week ahead, and my heart filled with happiness. My mum seems to be under the impression that I don't miss them when I am out at school, but she is a nut for thinking that. But, hey they'll forget they even have a third child when Baby K comes along in December, so please try not to be too worried about my parents and their empty nest.

as a side note...
I actually find it impossible to believe that this semester is halfway over.

Also, my birthday is in less than a month. commence thinking of fabulous ways to spoil me.

peace. love. and parents.

my friend Gretch gets hitched. oh boy

So we have been making bets since Freshmen year as to "who would be the first to get married" and this weekend my sweet Gretchen won. I met her my very first week at BYU and have been friends with her ever since so it is absolutely wild to me that she is married now, but I am SO incredibly happy for her because I know that she is SO incredibly happy. Her wedding was a blast and a half, since you know it was kind of like a big dance party with all the friends that I would have hung out that night anyways.

 These are my fantastic, wonderful, any great adjective that you can think to describe them roommates. #ilovethem

 And on the left is the bride. Doesn't Gretchen look perfect? Mostly cause she is perfect. It's whateves. And on the right is my fellow southern bell Alison. I adore her. Completely. 

Obvs we were having a great time. #partytime #imsingle #isthatembaressingtosayhere?

I don't know clearly I'm feeling the hashtag thing right now. #sorryimnotsorry (follow me on twitter @cronqie)

In other news, BYU lost in the holy war against the Utes, but at least it was a good game. 

Also, there was the most spectacular sunset tonight. 

This picture doesn't do it justice. But it was fantastic. Literally. 

So I guess that's about it. Wait what? You thought I was going to write a whole blog post without mentioning India once? That's weird. Well, today was my month mark of being back in the US. Longest I have been here since January. I feel like I was there yesterday. I glow just thinking of going back :)

well anyways.

peace. love. and mawiage. 

my Indian American celebration

The fourth of July is one of my ABSOLUTE favorite holidays. I know that I am passionate about seeing the whole world and traveling all over, but I always know where  home is, and that is the beautiful United States of America. I am so incredibly grateful to be from such a blessed nation. I have been thinking a lot about what it is that I love most about America and one of the things that comes to mind is the ability to be anything. I don't really mean that in the "American dream" sense, I'm more thinking of being crazy, loud, quiet, happy, sad, funky, demure, I don't know, whatever it is there is a group just like you in America that will accept you and celebrate you. I mean, what other country would Lady Gaga possibly fit into?

Well, even though I wasn't in America for the 4th of July, that doesn't mean that I didn't do it big. If you know me, you know that I love holidays. I brought an American flag bandanna just so that I would be able to wear it on the 4th. I also found the most red, white, and blue chudidar that I could find to make my look complete. I spent most of my day getting the elephant house ready for the party that we had last night with some of the kids. We let seven kids buy the chance to come to an "American party" from their star store (the kids earn stars throughout the week to spend in a Rising Star star store). We had India's version of chicken fingers, french fries, corn on the cob, chips, fruit salad, vegetable salad, some Indian hot dogs, and of course red rice, and curry. It all finished off with some ice cream that turned into an ice cream fight thanks to my punk little brother Joseph.

 This is Vimal on the left and Deepen on the right. Deepen changed into a red, white, and blue shirt for our party (easy to see why we get along so well). 

 The results of the ice cream fight. This is the first picture that you are seeing of my little brother Joseph, but he is covered in ice cream...so it's hard to really see him. 

To top off my day....or bottom. I had Callie put a little "made in America" henna on my foot.


I love America. I love India. I love the 4th of July.



Also. Shout out to my big sister Diane. It is her birthday today :)
I love her too.


peace. love. and America.