Crossroads..

As I sit and think about the time Ive had in utah, I try and hold back the tears. The ups and downs that i have battled through because of my own self I will forever remember. I guess there comes a time in a persons life where there is no longer a decision that a person makes because they want to do something. No, it becomes a need to do something. With that being said for my health and well being I have submissively chose to move back to vegas. I have such a heartache because I have grown to love so many great people up here. They are few and far between,( what ever that really means) but I will miss my friends and family ( who are my best friends) dearly.

The people I can see every other month, that is a big part of the sadness that comes with moving back, but its also the feeling of failure in my part. I lived on my own, paid for pretty much everything on my own and made all of my own decisions. Going to school full time and working full time was one hard year, but i did it. I put my time in for instate tuition, and now that will be gone and a waste. If only I could give it to another individual that was doing the same thing as I did a couple years ago. But I feel like I have learned things I wouldn't otherwise learn living at home. Ive fought with the devil on many occasions battling with certain problems, and I've came out on top and am better because of it.

My brother Daniel, his wife maloree, and their son Ethan I will forever have memories of living so close to them. They have became my best friends through it all and the greatest examples that i have seen. I love them dearly and it will be big chunk out of my life not living so close to them. I loved the sundays over at their house and grandmas house, always felt welcome to anything I needed, and truly cherished the time I had with them and my nephew E. I pray that I will be able to make it up to Utah just to see E's face and to have him play with his uncle TIK TIK.

I loved the time I had with great friends, and I hated the time I felt used and traded by people. I have lost a lot of trust in people that I never would think I would lose. I have had friends and lost a lot of friends, and if i don't make an effort in trying to become a part of your life, well you know its you good riddance. But I thank my roommates and close friends for the times Ive needed them and always being there for me. I hope this next crossroad in my life will bring me joy and set me free from a lot of things I have been going though. I just pray I feel myself again.

SHUBA SHUBA, or Pho?

SHUBA SHUBA, or Pho?

Something hit me today, more than ever before. I need to do something positive with my time and I need to make something happen in my spare time. So with little spare time I have I have decided to make this a food blog. So if you ever wanna go somewhere with the same fast I have and you want something good, I will post about it every time I go somewhere new. SWEET, are you as excited as I am.

Today my Missionary companion and i decided that we needed some PHO. It was more like me saying hey grow, lets go get some pho (FUH). As we drive down State street looking for a place that sales this delectable bowl of hot noodles and soup. We stop at one place which was closed at 5:30 pm. Yes thank you Utah Valley. We then stop at a place on Center orem and State, called SHUBA SHUBA. Yeah what the hell is that I ask myself as I walk through the front door.

We are so eagerly greeted by a man, and sat at the bar, He begins to talk over the menu, because we address that we have never been there. Eh sounded like the typical asian place. He was very personal and helpful, but i wanted to cut to the chase. I ask him for a bowl of beef Pho. Sounds typical and as I served my mission in Houston I would eat this stuff multiple times. I hoped that this would be the same as my Pho I had previously. Well As he brought it out it was a generous portion and He gave me garnishes to put it. The broth was tasty, and the meet fresh. But the Pho it self was a bit bland. My friend Aaron ordered a couple simple sushi rolls, and they tasted bland also. Not much flavor but somewhat fresh fish. I order a roll. and it comes out a bit surprising, but still very bland and lacked a word… yea. flavor! Aaron orders a specialty roll, which is by far the best I had and from that I determined that the specialty rolls are the only way to go. So from my total service and food at the restaurant I payed 15 dollars, for a Generous size of Pho and a not so tasty roll.

• Taste-4
• Price $$
• Service 3 stars

Uniqueness of the menu- very, Shuba Shuba is a fondu type style, dipping meats and veges into boiling broths. Kinda like a two in one meal, because you have the broth when you are done to slurp up.

Tip. Awesome people and great service, a bit over barring but very eager to help. Go at 3, thats happy hour, save some money and stick with the Shuba Shuba

Location- Corner of State and Center in Orem in Orem, Utah No address

Good LUCK!

Life... is an adventure. Lately I have had my shares of them. This semester is for a new life, A new way of living, A new apartment, actually looking for a different job and being happier of where I am in life. My life has been the feeling of constantly being let down and never measuring up to whats expected of me. Before my service for my mission I had no care of the changes that how I was supposed to be better each day. Since then I have this constant urge that I need to be better, do more, and be busier more than ever. Ive realized in the past year that these are all very important, but nonetheless, that The important part is me being ok with me. if that makes sense at all..

Im very proud of where and who I am today. I take full responsibilities for my actions whether be good or bad. Ive now realize that people including me are aren't perfect and its okay if people/family know about the imperfections that I have. No they can't really help me in an immediate manner. They can try to be there for me, but when it comes down to it. Iam there for myself and no one else is.

Drake a Hiphop Artist says in one of his lines. I really like who Im becoming. And thats how I feel. Im not necessarily ok with what I am today but Im not regretting things of the past.. But Im okay with who I am Becoming. Im becoming a better person. and for that I work each day at it, because its the out come of who I BECOME...

this is a thought that came to me the other day, the sun had just risen and I was driving to work. Feeling the cold on my fingertips I had a good half an hour to think about life:

We had a good time every night, the next day I was always regretting the feelings I had for you. Since then Ive stopped seeing you and convince myself each day that Im somehow happier without you..It will be a fight each day to avoid you....

Slowly getting there...