Winter 2012

Winter semester has a lot in store for me, and well, I couldn't be more excited and nervous to see what it will bring.

A lot of praying will be done to help decisions

A 4-day-a-week German class will be taken. We will see if I still have it in me...

A middle eastern class will be taken as well. The book required is entitled understanding Arabs.

An apartment with 6 girls. Thank heavens for 2 bathrooms.

I will be freezing.

No Orchestra or violin. Poor Victor will be neglected more than he ought to be I fear.

A visual media class.

I'm ready to get this show on the road. I'm not packed, I don't want to part with those here that I love, but, I'm ready for school again.

Happy New Year Everyone

Freshman 15?

Freshman 15, a definite no.

Running daily (which by the way is an amazing stress reliever), cycling with the girls upon request, and nearly starving my last couple weeks of the semester, my freshman 15 is nowhere to be found.

My plumbers crack sure is though. Due to all of my activity and lack of eating, none of my jeans fit anymore. It's rather annoying. I've always hated belts, so when the time came that a belt would come in handy, they were nowhere to be found. Awesome right? So for the past few weeks I've been walking around pulling up pants.

Thanks to my wonderful parents who know that they shouldn't have done it, they went out and bought me a couple pairs of jeans. One fits, and the other, big surprise, doesn't fit. So, back to the mall we go to get pants that actually stay up. I'm more excited than I probably should be.

By the way, I'm writing to you via my new laptop. I'm a big fan.

I hope you all had a Christmas full of family, fun, food, Christ, and wonder. I know I did. Aren't Sunday Christmas's the best ones?

Merry Freaking Christmas

At an attempt to wear out my mind, so that sleep might come easier to me on this exciting night, (yes I do still wait up and listen for sleigh bells) I mustered up a whole lot of courage, and checked my final grades from this last semester. I would like you all to know,

I PASSED MY MATH CLASS

No, I didn't think I would, I was actually 100% sure that I had failed my class. But, for some reason, maybe God softened the heart of my not-so-sympathetic math teacher, I passed.

Not only did I pass math, but all my other classes as well. "whew"

At this early hour of the morning, I would be extremely content with receiving nothing else, and doing nothing else. This was a big enough present for me.

Ah, the relief.

Merry Christmas to all of you. I hope your holiday is as wonderful and joyous and mine is already turning out to be.

Be The First

Nobody knows this. I haven't even told my family.

But I might be spending the Spring and Summer in Rexburg working.

Why? That'll come later, I think.

Am I positive? Definitely not.

Oh the joy of figuring out your own life.

The Liberal Space Case

Yesterday, as an assignment for my history/government class, we were to take a lengthy online quiz regarding our thoughts on the federal government. I answered honestly, and how I felt the government should be run.

What were my results?

Liberal.

Wait. What?

I didn't understand it either. But, apparently, I'm liberal.

Call me up sometime to talk politics, maybe you will understand better. Heck, maybe I will understand better.

This week I've lost my student I.D. twice, $20, and my headphones.

Twice happens when you lose the first one, pay $10 to get a new one, and then lose that one. Don't worry kids, I found it, but boy you should have seen the position my body was in when fishing it from inside the couch.

I should be posting on my current events blog for my writing class, seeing as 10 posts are due tomorrow and I'm on 4...

7 days and I'll be back in Orem for more than 3 days. Exciting isn't it? I think so. Although, I might be coming home in a body bag after all these projects, papers, and finals.

The Scare

Today, in the school newspaper, an article was released that prohibited skinny jeans. Mostly in the testing center, where, unless you change, aren't allowed to take your tests.

Not only did they ban skinny jeans, but they backed it up saying that it was CES dress standards... Wrong.

If it was, the BYU Provo, and BYU Hawaii would have those same rules. They don't.

This has only been an issue for a few hours, and the school just recently released a statement saying that what was printed in the newspaper was wrong.

Confused? Yeah, so is everyone else.

I find this rather hilarious. This morning I was practically fuming. No skinny jeans? Good grief.

Now, I'm laughing and wondering what went on down at the Paper...

Silly college kids.

On This Blistery Day-Too Bad It's Not Wednesday

Stepping outside, taking a sniffle and having your snot freeze is... well.... cold.

Last night it was a whopping -10. This morning, at 10 a.m. it's -3.

Welcome to winter everyone.

So, remember in high school, and even jr. high, when sitting on the floor in the hallways, was not only a little strange, but incredibly dangerous? Now that college is upon us, sitting in the hallway is not only normal, but exciting if you can find an open spot near an outlet.

Nothing brightens a day more than walking into your writing class with your professor playing Rhapsody in Blue on the piano. Then, as he reaches his arms in the air as an expression of success, his sweater rips near the armpit. Laughing he says, "and that's why I'm a writer, and not a musician"

Getting out of class early, well, I'm definitely a fan.

Christmas concerts are perhaps one of the greatest things about Christmas time. Brian Stokes Mitchell has an amazing voice, that, if I'm in the shower, I can copy exactly. I adore the Nutcracker Suite. And getting to watch your best friend as she plays her Bass makes it all that much better. Not to mention the face she makes when really concentrating. Katy, you're fantastic.

A week and a half left. I won't be sleeping, and the library will be my new home. But, I can definitely make it work.

A perk to sitting in the hallway is eavesdropping. I'm pretty sure the two men conversing in front of me are Seniors. Discussing the competition that their classes now entail. They're also discussing balding.

I hope your Monday is as eventful as mine has been, and it's not even Noon.

December

I feel as if the month of December deserves a special shout out. As usual, this month brings a lot of excitement.

I find it hard to be sad in December. The semester ends, we celebrate Christmas, the entire Christmas season is at it's peak, I can listen to Christmas music without being scorned, the amazing food and desserts, the 5 lbs. of weight we all gain and are always unsuccessful at hiding, all the perfect new snow that falls, (not the sleety January kind, or the frozen February kind, the new, soft, December kind), the end of the year reminiscing, and new year goals, warm sweaters, scarves, lights, boots, mittens, sledding and again, Christmas music.

All in all, December is a nearly perfect month. Everyone seems to be in a better mood, and wanting to spend more time with those around them.

So let's all celebrate, for now begins the best month of the year.