The last 48 hours have been kind of crazy. Saturday I finished prepping my building for conferences, did my cleaning, did some other moving of stuff (arrrggggg), had breakfast and lunch with my favorite RAs and HAs, and then Rachel came to pick me up. Unfortunately I was about an hour behind on my schedule (and I can fully place the blame on someone else)so Rachel first started by helping me vacuum up my room. I said my goodbyes to Megan and reminded her that I would be harassing her next year, however I guess it isn't really harrassing, since she told me that I better. Rachel and I headed up to Target so she could get some things, and then she introduced me to the beauty that is Chick-Fil-A. I had never been, and now I'm sad that I won't be able to go back for a few months. Then we went home to her place, ate our dinner, and I went upstairs to take a shower. When I was done, we watched The Food Network for a while. I forgot how much I love Paula Deen and Bobby Flay. Oh man! I watched Food Network for a while, while Rachel went out with some of her friends. I went to bed way early, which was very nice.
Sunday morning Rachel dropped me off at the airport and then I flew home. On the way home we stopped for dinner (man, was it good) and once we got to the house I started unpacking. It didn't take too long, but some of the stuff still isn't all put away. We watched Numb3rs and something else like unto it, then I went to bed.
Today... Mom and I made JAM! I now know how to make jam! We made a bunch of Raspberry and Strawberry jam. We also went to the Post Office so that the lady that works their could see my ID. And we went to some little store called Duck's so mom could buy whipping cream (we're having CREPES for FHE tonight!!!!)
And... because I am talking to Braedon (FHE brother) on Facebook right now, I realized that if it was still school, right now I would be at Megan's apartment, playing with her boys and having a meeting with her where we would discuss my residents, why my basement smelled like poop, and other random fun things like that.
I was asked if I would keep blogging while I'm here. I certainly plan on it! I have to come into mom's office to catch the wireless though... and if I'm lucky I can keep my connection if I leave the room. I will try to update with random stories and such throughout the summer, but it won't be at all like my blog during school.
4.27.2009
4.24.2009
I totally lost it today...
I was doing so well with checkouts-hadn't shed a tear. Not when I said goodbye to my roommates, other residents, boys in the ward, or my Kimball boys. Once I hit this afternoon I came to the conclusion that the tears wouldn't happen until I said goodbye to the RAs and HAs.
Then it happened. I was setting up the empty bedrooms for Women's Conference and I hit the room where two of my favorite girls lived. They both spent a lot of time with me throughout the year. Elora was one of the first girls to move in, and she moved in a few days early, so we ate ice cream together and watched movies and finger painted together until everyone else came. Lesley was my hall president, a future RA, and just hilarious. I got to their bedroom, and Elora had left me a note on her bed. The back of the note was one of the pictures we had fingerpainted together. We had each put our hand prints on it, and the note said how this picture reminded her that she could come to me whenever because I was always willing to lend a helping hand. I totally just lost it as I read the note and saw the handprints.
Then. I came back down to my room and my iTunes was on. The song that started right after I came into my room was "You're Gonna Miss This" by Trace Adkins. Ya. That killed me too. Since you might not know the words, I'll put some of them here:
You're gonna miss this
You're gonna want this back
You're gonna wish these days
Hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you're gonna miss this
Then I just kept crying. And now I'm writing this, still crying. Is it pathetic that when I walked back into my room the first thing I did was pick up my laptop and log in to blogger? Wow, go me.
In about 24 hours I'll be out of here. WEIRD.
Then it happened. I was setting up the empty bedrooms for Women's Conference and I hit the room where two of my favorite girls lived. They both spent a lot of time with me throughout the year. Elora was one of the first girls to move in, and she moved in a few days early, so we ate ice cream together and watched movies and finger painted together until everyone else came. Lesley was my hall president, a future RA, and just hilarious. I got to their bedroom, and Elora had left me a note on her bed. The back of the note was one of the pictures we had fingerpainted together. We had each put our hand prints on it, and the note said how this picture reminded her that she could come to me whenever because I was always willing to lend a helping hand. I totally just lost it as I read the note and saw the handprints.
Then. I came back down to my room and my iTunes was on. The song that started right after I came into my room was "You're Gonna Miss This" by Trace Adkins. Ya. That killed me too. Since you might not know the words, I'll put some of them here:
You're gonna miss this
You're gonna want this back
You're gonna wish these days
Hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you're gonna miss this
Then I just kept crying. And now I'm writing this, still crying. Is it pathetic that when I walked back into my room the first thing I did was pick up my laptop and log in to blogger? Wow, go me.
In about 24 hours I'll be out of here. WEIRD.
4.23.2009
Pretty Hands
The black stuff is apartment numbers that I needed to go to for cleaning checks. People call like crazy, and I didn't always have a paper with me, so my hand was my ongoing list.
My middle finger knuckle became a victim to the wall. Because my hall has conference guests staying soon (Women's Conference), before we leave on Saturday we get to put mattress pads, pillows and blankets on each bed. I have 9 rooms that are empty right now (that I know of) so I'm getting a headstart. Unfortunately as I dragged a box of pillows up to my room from the basement my finger scraped against the wall. I love bloody knuckles. Too bad anything I would use to fix is already packed in a box.
You can't see my finger nails, but they are super short and have dirt and stuff underneath them.
Today I got everything in my room packed except for my computer, my camera, and my bathroom stuff. I'm exhausted from packing. We had lunch at the Cannon Center today, so I'm exhausted from eating 3 plates of main entrees and 2 desserts. Then there was the moving of the boxes. Oh, and a bajillion checkouts this morning. Next on my list... load up FHE brothers van so he can help me take my stuff up to Jeanne's parents house tonight. Then when my stuff is mostly out of here (and my suitcases that are packed are hidden in my closets) I get to rearrange my room, steal a bed from my neighbors apartment and put it in my room. I think I will have done more lifting/exercising today than the whole semester combined... maybe with the exception of the night Megan and I (and some Kimball boys) moved Christmas Trees from the basements.
Yay for my pretty hands.
It's Over...
Before I jump into this post, I have to mention that I've been working on it for over a week. On the last day of class I started this post, and saved it to automatically post later. I was going to wait until the day I checked out, but then I decided I'd rather not wait.
This school year is over! I've survived, probably barely... but I survived. There are a few key people here who have helped me survive (this means I know I'm excluding any family members [none of you are in Provo], friends at home, etc).
On the last day of Pearl of Great Price, Brother Ogden got kind of emotional and told us that the righteous don't ever have to say goodbye, because we'll be together in the eternities. So, I'm going to do everything in my powers to remain righteous, and you all better too... because I never want to have to say goodbye to you guys:
Mindy. You helped me stay sane, often. We got together just to cry sometimes. You knew when I was stressed. You brought me soup when I was sick, along with a step by step guide on how to feel better. We roved together. We laughed at the crazy Kimball boys together. We had that Friday night that we stayed up until 5:30 together, watching movies and talking. We ran away to your grandparents house together. We hung out at the central building together sometimes, especially with food. Haha! We crashed each others hall programs, just to eat the food. I mean, of course you came to relax too, but lets face it... had there not been the bean dip, haha! We are creepers together. Our forces combined are freaking amazing. Remember when we went bowling and I got a strike? Or how we ate so much junk food together? We were so good at that! Grilled cheese, a song about rebound girls... you know what I mean.
Allison. Oh girl, you know I wouldn't have made it without you. We watched a ton of movies together this year, as an attempt to avoid our residents (only when we really needed some sanity, we were not neglectful, I promise). We talked, often, about everything. We went to the temple together (that one time...). We really met last year when we were on the same team for the Quizbowl, remember, the activity we did NOT cheat at, but should've won because I was a genius and knew why we had more whistles than the other team? Hahaha. You crimped my hair for the decades dance, holy crap! That was hot. We had very insightful conversations with your basement apartment about how everybody poops, and how we should be grateful each time we poop. I'm sure that sounds weird to everyone else, but you know exactly what I mean. Remember when we went to Zupas, Cafe Rio, and Target when we went to Mindy's grandparents? And how we were pretty much just crazy and ate lots of food, especially SNACK CAKES? How we lounged around in our pjs for 3 days, and then went and got pedicures?
Jacob. My FHE dad. You let me pretend like you were my boyfriend to get rid of my creeper. Thank you. You single handedly were the reason I enjoyed New Testament. I was so done with Brother Parker, but you always made me laugh. We took that crazy picture of us together at Temple Square, it's one of my favorites. We argued, all the time, but it always ended up with us laughing at it. You didn't care that I ditched FHE half the time, and sometimes I think you wished you could've ditched it too. We (probably illegally) watched The Dark Knight at the library that one night because visiting hours just weren't long enough for us to watch it in one of our apartments. You introduced me to GOOD BURGER, hahahahahahaha. We found that Pokemon card together... Remember how we ate ice cream with Braedon and Kourt the day the rest of our apartment left, and how Kourt and I made a bet that you would sit next to me not her, and it took you like 5 minutes to try and explain why you sat next to me? It really had nothing to do with the fact that you were already standing by my side of the table, we both know you really wanted to sit by me.
Hannah. I don't think RAs are allowed to have favorites, but if I could, you would be one of them. From that one hall meeting where we made faces at eachother til the bitter end, you always said hi to me. I knew all about your missionary in the Texas, Houston East mission. I knew when you got letters, and when there were pictures. You asked about all of my missionaries. You gave me hugs. You were the wheels the day we got to go sign our contracts for our condos next year.
Lesley. Oh man girl. Again, RAs shouldn't have favorites (remember that next year) but you are definitely on my list of unofficial favorites. We ate ice cream together often. I came up to your apartment to watch The Office with you. You did my hair and makeup that Saturday when we took all those pictures. We made videos together on Facebook. You applied to be an RA and you got the Chastity Slide. You're in two of my classes in the Fall, unless you drop them (I'm not going to, I need those classes). You just always make me laugh. Yup.
Kourt. You introduced me to Spark. We went to Starbucks together to get our White Hot Chocolate/Carmel Apple Cider fix. We went to DI together and bought ugly sweaters and scrubs. We went to Zupas after General Conference together because we were both hungry but really wanted to go out. It took us 30 minutes to decide where we wanted to go because we looked through all the Restaurants in the Provo/Orem phone book. Zupas was the last one, and the one we picked. We had Pearl of Great Price together, which was sometimes hilarious. We stayed up talking late at night, until you got your early morning custodial job, then we barely talked because you weren't home and if you were you were sleeping. We were the nazis that kept our kitchen clean forever, until neither of us really cared anymore. We had many random conversations in my room, that the rest of our apartment probably heard, but the point was you needed to talk and none of them would've understood. They probably think you're crazy but I know you're not.
Kendra. You just make me laugh, especially since you announced you were pregnant, and use that as your excuse for everything. You have a super cute son, who can spell my name, and knows that I love him... and everybody else in your family. He cries when I walk away without saying goodbye or explaining that I'll be right back, which ultimately just makes me laugh. Every time I come pick up the phone and he hears my voice/sees me he runs to the door with that one tupperware container of letters, you know the one. He was a close second for being my bff this year.
Megan. The Queen of America. My Hall Advisor. My BFF. Ultimately, without you I probably would've died this year. You were first on the list, and then I started crying, and so I moved you to the bottom so I would stop crying. Just know, you were first. Reading through some of our really old emails, our friendship was destined to be like this... some of our first few emails were really funny, kind of like those nights where we both were at our computer, emailing each other back and forth, with random bits from Oliver thrown in there... something about ninja classes, and lock-picking. We had one-on-ones that lasted over an hour sometimes because I liked playing with your boys, or because they were climbing all over me which made the meetings take longer. I was accused of you being my BFF before I realized that it was really true. You knew pretty much every detail about my life except for that few weeks where I couldn't decide if I was going to be an RA again, because I didn't tell you about it until I had decided, and even then I had to tell you in my weekly report because I thought if I told you in person I would cry (I cried enough typing it to you, so I don't know what it would've been like in person). Staff Meetings were always fabulous, especially when you, Melanie, Oliver and I would sit and talk about baby names and such for an hour afterwards. You like silly words, like canoodling. You found people dancing in my building and told me about it, and we laughed. It was funny, you know it. You were my big sister while I was at school, since my sisters left BYU way before I got here (don't worry sisters, I still love you). My RA experience would have been waaaay different with any other HA, and I'm not sure I would've liked it so much.
This school year is over! I've survived, probably barely... but I survived. There are a few key people here who have helped me survive (this means I know I'm excluding any family members [none of you are in Provo], friends at home, etc).
On the last day of Pearl of Great Price, Brother Ogden got kind of emotional and told us that the righteous don't ever have to say goodbye, because we'll be together in the eternities. So, I'm going to do everything in my powers to remain righteous, and you all better too... because I never want to have to say goodbye to you guys:
Mindy. You helped me stay sane, often. We got together just to cry sometimes. You knew when I was stressed. You brought me soup when I was sick, along with a step by step guide on how to feel better. We roved together. We laughed at the crazy Kimball boys together. We had that Friday night that we stayed up until 5:30 together, watching movies and talking. We ran away to your grandparents house together. We hung out at the central building together sometimes, especially with food. Haha! We crashed each others hall programs, just to eat the food. I mean, of course you came to relax too, but lets face it... had there not been the bean dip, haha! We are creepers together. Our forces combined are freaking amazing. Remember when we went bowling and I got a strike? Or how we ate so much junk food together? We were so good at that! Grilled cheese, a song about rebound girls... you know what I mean.
Allison. Oh girl, you know I wouldn't have made it without you. We watched a ton of movies together this year, as an attempt to avoid our residents (only when we really needed some sanity, we were not neglectful, I promise). We talked, often, about everything. We went to the temple together (that one time...). We really met last year when we were on the same team for the Quizbowl, remember, the activity we did NOT cheat at, but should've won because I was a genius and knew why we had more whistles than the other team? Hahaha. You crimped my hair for the decades dance, holy crap! That was hot. We had very insightful conversations with your basement apartment about how everybody poops, and how we should be grateful each time we poop. I'm sure that sounds weird to everyone else, but you know exactly what I mean. Remember when we went to Zupas, Cafe Rio, and Target when we went to Mindy's grandparents? And how we were pretty much just crazy and ate lots of food, especially SNACK CAKES? How we lounged around in our pjs for 3 days, and then went and got pedicures?
Jacob. My FHE dad. You let me pretend like you were my boyfriend to get rid of my creeper. Thank you. You single handedly were the reason I enjoyed New Testament. I was so done with Brother Parker, but you always made me laugh. We took that crazy picture of us together at Temple Square, it's one of my favorites. We argued, all the time, but it always ended up with us laughing at it. You didn't care that I ditched FHE half the time, and sometimes I think you wished you could've ditched it too. We (probably illegally) watched The Dark Knight at the library that one night because visiting hours just weren't long enough for us to watch it in one of our apartments. You introduced me to GOOD BURGER, hahahahahahaha. We found that Pokemon card together... Remember how we ate ice cream with Braedon and Kourt the day the rest of our apartment left, and how Kourt and I made a bet that you would sit next to me not her, and it took you like 5 minutes to try and explain why you sat next to me? It really had nothing to do with the fact that you were already standing by my side of the table, we both know you really wanted to sit by me.
Hannah. I don't think RAs are allowed to have favorites, but if I could, you would be one of them. From that one hall meeting where we made faces at eachother til the bitter end, you always said hi to me. I knew all about your missionary in the Texas, Houston East mission. I knew when you got letters, and when there were pictures. You asked about all of my missionaries. You gave me hugs. You were the wheels the day we got to go sign our contracts for our condos next year.
Lesley. Oh man girl. Again, RAs shouldn't have favorites (remember that next year) but you are definitely on my list of unofficial favorites. We ate ice cream together often. I came up to your apartment to watch The Office with you. You did my hair and makeup that Saturday when we took all those pictures. We made videos together on Facebook. You applied to be an RA and you got the Chastity Slide. You're in two of my classes in the Fall, unless you drop them (I'm not going to, I need those classes). You just always make me laugh. Yup.
Kourt. You introduced me to Spark. We went to Starbucks together to get our White Hot Chocolate/Carmel Apple Cider fix. We went to DI together and bought ugly sweaters and scrubs. We went to Zupas after General Conference together because we were both hungry but really wanted to go out. It took us 30 minutes to decide where we wanted to go because we looked through all the Restaurants in the Provo/Orem phone book. Zupas was the last one, and the one we picked. We had Pearl of Great Price together, which was sometimes hilarious. We stayed up talking late at night, until you got your early morning custodial job, then we barely talked because you weren't home and if you were you were sleeping. We were the nazis that kept our kitchen clean forever, until neither of us really cared anymore. We had many random conversations in my room, that the rest of our apartment probably heard, but the point was you needed to talk and none of them would've understood. They probably think you're crazy but I know you're not.
Kendra. You just make me laugh, especially since you announced you were pregnant, and use that as your excuse for everything. You have a super cute son, who can spell my name, and knows that I love him... and everybody else in your family. He cries when I walk away without saying goodbye or explaining that I'll be right back, which ultimately just makes me laugh. Every time I come pick up the phone and he hears my voice/sees me he runs to the door with that one tupperware container of letters, you know the one. He was a close second for being my bff this year.
Megan. The Queen of America. My Hall Advisor. My BFF. Ultimately, without you I probably would've died this year. You were first on the list, and then I started crying, and so I moved you to the bottom so I would stop crying. Just know, you were first. Reading through some of our really old emails, our friendship was destined to be like this... some of our first few emails were really funny, kind of like those nights where we both were at our computer, emailing each other back and forth, with random bits from Oliver thrown in there... something about ninja classes, and lock-picking. We had one-on-ones that lasted over an hour sometimes because I liked playing with your boys, or because they were climbing all over me which made the meetings take longer. I was accused of you being my BFF before I realized that it was really true. You knew pretty much every detail about my life except for that few weeks where I couldn't decide if I was going to be an RA again, because I didn't tell you about it until I had decided, and even then I had to tell you in my weekly report because I thought if I told you in person I would cry (I cried enough typing it to you, so I don't know what it would've been like in person). Staff Meetings were always fabulous, especially when you, Melanie, Oliver and I would sit and talk about baby names and such for an hour afterwards. You like silly words, like canoodling. You found people dancing in my building and told me about it, and we laughed. It was funny, you know it. You were my big sister while I was at school, since my sisters left BYU way before I got here (don't worry sisters, I still love you). My RA experience would have been waaaay different with any other HA, and I'm not sure I would've liked it so much.
4.20.2009
Brilliant Idea? I think not.
Seriously, who thought of the "brilliant idea" to put everything they had packed into the shower? I guess I need to explain, we have a bathtub with a showerhead and we also have a separate shower. The tub is used more than the other shower, but still... it's used regularly. I woke up this morning (almost afternoon, I guess) and went to take a shower before half of 215 goes out to lunch. Court was in the one shower and I walked in with my stuff only to find boxes and tubs full of clothes in it, and a note saying that someone else called the tub next.
BRILLIANT IDEA FRIEND. I can't be too upset though, three of the girls leave Wednesday and the fourth (who might be the culprit?) leaves Thursday morning. THat gives me most of Thursday, all of Friday, and Saturday until I move out with an apartment all to myself. There will never be a line for the shower for those few days. Holler.
Now I guess I'll just get dressed and ready without showering. Sorry Kelli and Christie, I tried to be decent-ish.
BRILLIANT IDEA FRIEND. I can't be too upset though, three of the girls leave Wednesday and the fourth (who might be the culprit?) leaves Thursday morning. THat gives me most of Thursday, all of Friday, and Saturday until I move out with an apartment all to myself. There will never be a line for the shower for those few days. Holler.
Now I guess I'll just get dressed and ready without showering. Sorry Kelli and Christie, I tried to be decent-ish.
4.18.2009
Avoiding Finals...
I was avoiding studying this morning when I woke up and was doing some blog stalking. One of my favorite girls from my building last year had this link in her blog to this way cool website, so I played around with it for a while... and LOVED it.
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I made a few different ones but this one was one of my favorites. I'm working on a family themed one after I'm done with my final today.
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4.17.2009
Happy Birthday...
...to the woman who birthed me.
I decided if I made this post too serious it would feel more like a memorial, and you are not dead, so serious just didn't feel right... So just be excited to keep reading.
Look at what you started:
and remember that this picture is old and there are 2 more children that should be in the picture.
I've learned a lot from you over the past 20 years and I don't think a blog post could really cover it all, especially because I'm still finding new things that I didn't realize I knew how to do but that you taught me. Since being at college I've realized just how much I could do that I learned from you, or from watching you. Here is a very short list of things:
1. I can do dishes. And I like doing dishes. And I hate when dishes are not done right after a meal. And I will not go to sleep until the dishes are done. (my roommates really like that too)
2. It's always fun to have a stack of books to read, even if you have no time to be reading (it was sad sending my stack of books to myself last week. Now they're just sitting at your house in a box)
3. I knew more about cooking than I realized. This may come as a shock to you because I call you everytime I am cooking rice, or whenever I make Koolaid in tupperware bowl, but those are weird things to do. I know how to use a rice cooker (which I don't have here) and I normally make Koolaid in a pitcher which makes measuring the water much easier.
4. I LOVE going to the temple! This was a hard thing to realize before coming out to college, but since our temple is open all the time to walk-ins I have realized how much I LOVE it! I watched you go to the temple weekly for many many years, and now that's me too!
5. Laundry isn't too bad... unless you wait until you literally have no clothes left. That will inevitably be when everyone else is trying to do the laundry too. But seriously, I learned how to sort my clothes and how to start a washer (I have taught residents how to do these things, which is why I now have realized that I did learn that skill). I may need to call sometimes and ask if dryer sheets are important, but that's just at the end of a school year when I won't be doing laundry again and I don't want to buy a new package of dryer sheets.
6. Old dogs can learn new tricks. With a little assistance (from yours truly) you (the old dog) have a blog AND Facebook. And I talk to you on Facebook, which proves that you not only have it, but you use it. This principle (old dogs and new tricks) has also applied to me. I learned that the library (not the good ole HBLL, but the Law Library) can be my friend for studying. I think you recommended the library a few times to me when I wasn't able to focus much, but who knew it actually worked?!?!?!
And now the grand finale.
I've learned how much I like being at home. Seems funny, since for the past 2 years I haven't been home much, but that has helped me realize how much I like being at home. Your food tastes a lot better than mine, especially when I eat Trix and you eat Ham & Au Gratin Potatoes. :) Houses are a lot cozier than dorms (no offense to the beautiful buildings that are Heritage Halls, but your cinder block walls suck). I miss my piano, and your large collection of music. It beats my collection of EFY and pop books. So, get ready for the 3 hour drive to, and the 3 hour drive home from the airport... I'm comin home in 9 days!
Oh, and if possible... imagine me signing HAPPY BIRTHDAY to you.
I decided if I made this post too serious it would feel more like a memorial, and you are not dead, so serious just didn't feel right... So just be excited to keep reading.
Look at what you started:
and remember that this picture is old and there are 2 more children that should be in the picture.
I've learned a lot from you over the past 20 years and I don't think a blog post could really cover it all, especially because I'm still finding new things that I didn't realize I knew how to do but that you taught me. Since being at college I've realized just how much I could do that I learned from you, or from watching you. Here is a very short list of things:
1. I can do dishes. And I like doing dishes. And I hate when dishes are not done right after a meal. And I will not go to sleep until the dishes are done. (my roommates really like that too)
2. It's always fun to have a stack of books to read, even if you have no time to be reading (it was sad sending my stack of books to myself last week. Now they're just sitting at your house in a box)
3. I knew more about cooking than I realized. This may come as a shock to you because I call you everytime I am cooking rice, or whenever I make Koolaid in tupperware bowl, but those are weird things to do. I know how to use a rice cooker (which I don't have here) and I normally make Koolaid in a pitcher which makes measuring the water much easier.
4. I LOVE going to the temple! This was a hard thing to realize before coming out to college, but since our temple is open all the time to walk-ins I have realized how much I LOVE it! I watched you go to the temple weekly for many many years, and now that's me too!
5. Laundry isn't too bad... unless you wait until you literally have no clothes left. That will inevitably be when everyone else is trying to do the laundry too. But seriously, I learned how to sort my clothes and how to start a washer (I have taught residents how to do these things, which is why I now have realized that I did learn that skill). I may need to call sometimes and ask if dryer sheets are important, but that's just at the end of a school year when I won't be doing laundry again and I don't want to buy a new package of dryer sheets.
6. Old dogs can learn new tricks. With a little assistance (from yours truly) you (the old dog) have a blog AND Facebook. And I talk to you on Facebook, which proves that you not only have it, but you use it. This principle (old dogs and new tricks) has also applied to me. I learned that the library (not the good ole HBLL, but the Law Library) can be my friend for studying. I think you recommended the library a few times to me when I wasn't able to focus much, but who knew it actually worked?!?!?!
And now the grand finale.
I've learned how much I like being at home. Seems funny, since for the past 2 years I haven't been home much, but that has helped me realize how much I like being at home. Your food tastes a lot better than mine, especially when I eat Trix and you eat Ham & Au Gratin Potatoes. :) Houses are a lot cozier than dorms (no offense to the beautiful buildings that are Heritage Halls, but your cinder block walls suck). I miss my piano, and your large collection of music. It beats my collection of EFY and pop books. So, get ready for the 3 hour drive to, and the 3 hour drive home from the airport... I'm comin home in 9 days!
Oh, and if possible... imagine me signing HAPPY BIRTHDAY to you.
4.13.2009
The last full night
Tonight was my last night roving all 6 buildings. Next time I rove it will just be my tri-hall. That being said, I said goodbye to the lobby in Kimball, the couch that I often hung out on in their lobby when I was talking to the boys last year, the apartments as a whole that I spent lots of time with last year. The spot on the fireplace where I sat as I watched probably 30 mission calls be opened, this year and last year.
Ultimately, it just helped me recognize how fast a year goes by. I remember vividly moving out of the dorms last year. I remember going to Kimball to say goodbye to certain people as they left, and having other people come to me when I left. Now it's been a year and I'm getting ready to do the same thing. This time though... I'm not coming back to the dorms. I won't be across the street from all of my freshman memories.
As excited as I was about it being my last night roving through all 6 buildings, as I walked home after putting the phone and binder in Kimball I almost cried. I am lame, I know. This corner of the dorms has just been my life for 2 years and now it is slowly becoming just a memory, and I haven't even left yet. In two weeks when I pack up and leave the dorms, it will (hopefully) be the end of cinderblock walls. The end of sharing 2 washers and dryers with 58 other people.
Who knew that one last lock-up of that hall would bring me close to tears?
Ultimately, it just helped me recognize how fast a year goes by. I remember vividly moving out of the dorms last year. I remember going to Kimball to say goodbye to certain people as they left, and having other people come to me when I left. Now it's been a year and I'm getting ready to do the same thing. This time though... I'm not coming back to the dorms. I won't be across the street from all of my freshman memories.
As excited as I was about it being my last night roving through all 6 buildings, as I walked home after putting the phone and binder in Kimball I almost cried. I am lame, I know. This corner of the dorms has just been my life for 2 years and now it is slowly becoming just a memory, and I haven't even left yet. In two weeks when I pack up and leave the dorms, it will (hopefully) be the end of cinderblock walls. The end of sharing 2 washers and dryers with 58 other people.
Who knew that one last lock-up of that hall would bring me close to tears?
4.12.2009
Was your Easter dinner...
a good source of calcium and vitamin D? Mine was.
Today reminded me how much I loved my apartment last year. I don't think that Sarah spent Easter with us, but the other 5 of us were there. We had ham, Jeanne's salad, a bunny cake, something for the main dish... I don't recall, and confetti jello. This easter for dinner I had 2 bowls of Trix. Kiley went home, Courtney went to her grandparents, Kourtney went to the airport to pick up her brother then went to her sisters, and Kelly is sick. After church (which was better than normal, minus Relief Society) I took an almost 3 hour nap. It was great.
Two weeks til I leave! Then hopefully I'll have something other than Trix and Honey Bunches of Oats (the blue kind) for dinner, especially on Sundays.
4.11.2009
I can't wait...
...for tonights ward activity to end.
It should be a great activity, but I want my roommate back. And our fridge space.
Our fridge is full of: salad. Two bags of salad per apartment is a little ridiculous and now they are filling all of the cracks in the fridge.
Our fridge is also full of cheesecake. And, they're all on my shelf. I wanted to eat them for dinner last night since they were on my shelf.
Our couch is full of dinner rolls from costco and big bags of potatoes.
Our hallway has stacks of old records that have been spray painted.
Kourt isn't very friendly because she's so stressed about the activity. But, as soon as the activity is over she'll just have finals, packing and cleaning to worry about.
My other roommates are stressing about what they are wearing to the activity (it's celebrity dress). As far as I'm concerned, clothes should be the only requirement.
There is currently a debate on how to cut lemons so they are in wedges.
Everyone on the activities committee keeps knocking on our door. I really want to put a sign up that says "our apartment is unlocked. just walk in."
It should be a great activity, but I want my roommate back. And our fridge space.
Our fridge is full of: salad. Two bags of salad per apartment is a little ridiculous and now they are filling all of the cracks in the fridge.
Our fridge is also full of cheesecake. And, they're all on my shelf. I wanted to eat them for dinner last night since they were on my shelf.
Our couch is full of dinner rolls from costco and big bags of potatoes.
Our hallway has stacks of old records that have been spray painted.
Kourt isn't very friendly because she's so stressed about the activity. But, as soon as the activity is over she'll just have finals, packing and cleaning to worry about.
My other roommates are stressing about what they are wearing to the activity (it's celebrity dress). As far as I'm concerned, clothes should be the only requirement.
There is currently a debate on how to cut lemons so they are in wedges.
Everyone on the activities committee keeps knocking on our door. I really want to put a sign up that says "our apartment is unlocked. just walk in."
DI, Garbage, Leave Here, Take Home
Those are the piles I make daily in my room. Today I had a lot of fun sorting through my desk and my right closet. This was a big job, my right closet has this big tub in it with a bunch of random stuff, and I organized it and got it ready to add my dishes to it in a few days :). I'm saving my money on my meal plan (by eating cereal for every meal, milk isn't too expensive and I have 3 bags of cereal from costco) so that after about Wednesday of finals week (the 22nd) I can live off of Creamery meals and/or food from the CougarEat. I want to be able to have all of my stuff packed up that is staying in Utah this summer by the 22nd so I can get it out of here! It's crazy to think that it's time to do this all over again.
The picture (I don't know where it will be because blogger is crazy) is of my bottom drawer of my desk, or at least the stuff that was getting thrown/given away. You'll notice an abundance of CDs. Chances are if you have ever made me a mix it was in that pile. No offense to you, but it's on my iTunes/iPod and I only had so much space to store cds. I went through all of the pens/pencils/highlighters etc that I own and kept only the best. The "bad" ones are in the picture as well. I had quite the pile of stuff to throw away, and an even bigger pile of stuff to give away. I am LOVING this whole sorting through everything I own and figuring out what actually needs to be kept.
One of my favorite things is that as I'm going through stuff and figuring out what I don't need anymore some of my roommates come in and take some of it. Do they seriously need it, or are they going to realize in about a week when they decide to think about packing that it's a waste of space and not as cool as they thought it was, which are also the same reasons I was getting rid of them? It will be funny to see how many things they bring back to me because they don't feel like they can put it in the DI box or in the dumpster. Really roommates, you can just throw it all away. I won't be offended. You took stuff out of my trash pile.
The picture (I don't know where it will be because blogger is crazy) is of my bottom drawer of my desk, or at least the stuff that was getting thrown/given away. You'll notice an abundance of CDs. Chances are if you have ever made me a mix it was in that pile. No offense to you, but it's on my iTunes/iPod and I only had so much space to store cds. I went through all of the pens/pencils/highlighters etc that I own and kept only the best. The "bad" ones are in the picture as well. I had quite the pile of stuff to throw away, and an even bigger pile of stuff to give away. I am LOVING this whole sorting through everything I own and figuring out what actually needs to be kept.
One of my favorite things is that as I'm going through stuff and figuring out what I don't need anymore some of my roommates come in and take some of it. Do they seriously need it, or are they going to realize in about a week when they decide to think about packing that it's a waste of space and not as cool as they thought it was, which are also the same reasons I was getting rid of them? It will be funny to see how many things they bring back to me because they don't feel like they can put it in the DI box or in the dumpster. Really roommates, you can just throw it all away. I won't be offended. You took stuff out of my trash pile.
4.09.2009
Sprinkles?
It's 11:00 pm. I have a paper due in about 14 hours. I would love to get to sleep sometime before 5:00am, but this paper is kind of important. For some reason I have procrastinated. Well, not fully true. I wrote the first section (my "who did you interview and why" section) and I made my cover sheet about a week ago.
My roommates are getting ready for bed and I look at the clock and groan. How long will it take me to write my paper? I begin planning on pulling an all-nighter. I have Ice Cream in the freezer, Trix in the pantry, and I can always whip up some Easy Mac or something. Snacks are covered.
Then. My roommate brings me a bowl of my Roasted Almond Fudge ice cream. With sprinkles in it. I couldn't decipher between the almonds and the sprinkles in some cases, it was kind of crazy. I came to the conclusion... I like sprinkles and I like Roasted ALmond Fudge ice cream, but I'm not a huge fan of the combination. But because I think I'll be up all night, I go for it. Why not.
Then, midnight happens. I am instantly reminded that it is my night to sign up for my classes. I get all 6 classes that I want, then Mindy calls because she has a hold on her account and she needs me to save a spot for her in one of her classes. I drop one of my classes, the one I know will be easiest to add back later, and grab her spot for her.
After deciding that I want to go running (not that i really want to run, I just don't want to sit down and focus) we decide to have an apartment teeth-brush extravaganza. Four of us in the bathroom at once, brushing our teeth.
Everybody goes to bed, and I tell them that I might see them when I wake up (fully expecting myself to be working on my paper still when they wake up).
Well, I'm pleased to say that it is now 2:01am and I have my paper finished, printed, and stapled with the rubric attached. It's in my binder for tomorrow.
Best part, once I actually allowed myself to focus it didn't take me long at all to write my paper. GO ME!
And, next semester will be interesting. Mom- I couldn't do the Susan E. Black class that I wanted to because one of my finance classes is only offered the hour that her church history class was being offered. I'm going to look through and see if she is teaching any other classes at any other times, I really want a class from her. Also, the cooking class was full, but I'm over it. It should still be a great semester, just the potential for a lot more reading than I've done this semester, but also a lot less math than I've done this semester. HOORAY!
My roommates are getting ready for bed and I look at the clock and groan. How long will it take me to write my paper? I begin planning on pulling an all-nighter. I have Ice Cream in the freezer, Trix in the pantry, and I can always whip up some Easy Mac or something. Snacks are covered.
Then. My roommate brings me a bowl of my Roasted Almond Fudge ice cream. With sprinkles in it. I couldn't decipher between the almonds and the sprinkles in some cases, it was kind of crazy. I came to the conclusion... I like sprinkles and I like Roasted ALmond Fudge ice cream, but I'm not a huge fan of the combination. But because I think I'll be up all night, I go for it. Why not.
Then, midnight happens. I am instantly reminded that it is my night to sign up for my classes. I get all 6 classes that I want, then Mindy calls because she has a hold on her account and she needs me to save a spot for her in one of her classes. I drop one of my classes, the one I know will be easiest to add back later, and grab her spot for her.
After deciding that I want to go running (not that i really want to run, I just don't want to sit down and focus) we decide to have an apartment teeth-brush extravaganza. Four of us in the bathroom at once, brushing our teeth.
Everybody goes to bed, and I tell them that I might see them when I wake up (fully expecting myself to be working on my paper still when they wake up).
Well, I'm pleased to say that it is now 2:01am and I have my paper finished, printed, and stapled with the rubric attached. It's in my binder for tomorrow.
Best part, once I actually allowed myself to focus it didn't take me long at all to write my paper. GO ME!
And, next semester will be interesting. Mom- I couldn't do the Susan E. Black class that I wanted to because one of my finance classes is only offered the hour that her church history class was being offered. I'm going to look through and see if she is teaching any other classes at any other times, I really want a class from her. Also, the cooking class was full, but I'm over it. It should still be a great semester, just the potential for a lot more reading than I've done this semester, but also a lot less math than I've done this semester. HOORAY!
4.08.2009
Finished.
My last hall activity is tonight, in 10 hours. One of my goals this year was to write a note to each of my 58 girls and give them to them at the last hall meeting. Well, that didn't happen. Then I changed my goal to the last hall activity. With 10 hours to spare I just wrote the last note, put it in the envelope and sealed it. I went through my stack to make sure I had one for each girl, organized by apartments. That task was a lot more difficult than I expected it to be. Now I can cross that off my list of life goals "write personalized notes to 58 girls". Isn't that something everybody has on their lifetime to-do list?
Now I just need to write a 6-8 page paper that is due tomorrow. At least I have one page done. It's the "who did you interview, why did you interview them, and how did you interview them" page, but still. It's one of the pages that needed to be written. Hooray for email interviews!
Now I just need to write a 6-8 page paper that is due tomorrow. At least I have one page done. It's the "who did you interview, why did you interview them, and how did you interview them" page, but still. It's one of the pages that needed to be written. Hooray for email interviews!
Also
I have a new found love for Outlook. Seriously. Email, Calendar, Task list in one. Does life get much better? Well, maybe it does. But really now... I have such an organized life now. Too bad I don't carry my computer with me everywhere I go. Perhaps the day will come when I start printing my daily calendar from Outlook so I have a copy with me to remind me of all of the important things I must get done. I really love the reminders that it sends me a few minutes before everything. That is really helpful. I love Outlook. Thank you, Megan.
Facebook...
... I got on Facebook tonight to see if one of my girls was on so I could take her some cupcake baking supplies for our Hall Activity that is tomorrow. Instantly 4 people started chatting with me. 4 people that were not the girl I needed to talk to. I told everyone that I was talking to that I couldn't talk because they were all overwhelming me. Then I changed my status and my chat setting so I appeared to be offline. I think I will leave that setting that way. Maybe forever. I loved that instantly Megan, The Queen of America, commented on my status. Way to be on Facebook! While my status says I won't be on again until after finals, one needs to know that my finals will be over on Saturday the 18th. That gives me basically 10 days, Facebook free (mostly). I do have to get on occasionally because 215 uses facebook messages to plan birthday parties, and Christie's birthday party is coming up shortly. And I will check my Hall Activity Event tomorrow to know how many people really claim to be coming, so that when they don't show up we can go knock on their doors. :) mwahaha. Thank you facebook.
Facebook can be a wonderful tool, like I mentioned in my RA final presentation today... but sometimes it's just annoying. There have been many times recently where I have had a strong desire to delete my facebook just because it wastes time and stresses me out. But then I remember the good that Facebook does. Like keeping me and my hall advisor connected. And as a way for me to find common ground with my residents. But then, I remembered that my hall advisor and I also connect via blogs, email, phone calls, and regular visits with eachother, and that I see my residents all the time. Perhaps Facebook isn't as necessary as I once thought? And that my friends, is why after the semester ends you will notice that my number of Facebook Friends will be reduced greatly. All the boys in my ward right now (minus the select few) will be deleted. I can't delete my girls, I told them I wouldn't because I want to know when they all get engaged. But, I can delete the girls from the other building in our ward. I'll survive without them, except maybe my visiting teacher, she's fabulous. So Saturday, April 18th, as soon as my Stats final is done and I have taken my needed recovery nap, I will get back on Facebook and delete friends. HOORAY!
Facebook can be a wonderful tool, like I mentioned in my RA final presentation today... but sometimes it's just annoying. There have been many times recently where I have had a strong desire to delete my facebook just because it wastes time and stresses me out. But then I remember the good that Facebook does. Like keeping me and my hall advisor connected. And as a way for me to find common ground with my residents. But then, I remembered that my hall advisor and I also connect via blogs, email, phone calls, and regular visits with eachother, and that I see my residents all the time. Perhaps Facebook isn't as necessary as I once thought? And that my friends, is why after the semester ends you will notice that my number of Facebook Friends will be reduced greatly. All the boys in my ward right now (minus the select few) will be deleted. I can't delete my girls, I told them I wouldn't because I want to know when they all get engaged. But, I can delete the girls from the other building in our ward. I'll survive without them, except maybe my visiting teacher, she's fabulous. So Saturday, April 18th, as soon as my Stats final is done and I have taken my needed recovery nap, I will get back on Facebook and delete friends. HOORAY!
4.07.2009
I'm a Stalker
I am a hardcore blogstalker. Seriously. I have found myself on random blogs (of people I know, generally) but I have no clue what the serious of clicking was that was required to get to that blog. When I find one that I like a lot I bookmark it, and check it regularly. Sometimes, if I have time, I'll even go back and read all of their old posts. I think I have bookmarked 6 of these blogs.
The sad thing is that when I hear someone say that they have a blog I make a mental note to go and blogstalk them. And normally I can find them. It's great that everybody in the church knows everybody else in the church or at least has some sort of connection with them.
Does anybody else blogstalk hardcore?
The sad thing is that when I hear someone say that they have a blog I make a mental note to go and blogstalk them. And normally I can find them. It's great that everybody in the church knows everybody else in the church or at least has some sort of connection with them.
Does anybody else blogstalk hardcore?
Just Wondering...
What are the odds that when you get a phone call late at night from girls in your building, and you end up spending more than an hour with them... that the next night is your night to work, so you start the night out exhausted and you don't get to go to sleep as early as you would like to? I'm pretty sure it's a curse I have. But that's okay. I guess I'm just glad that my girls know they can call me even if I'm asleep if it's an emergency.
and on that note i'm going to bed. in my jeans and work shirt, because i'm too tired/lazy to change.
and on that note i'm going to bed. in my jeans and work shirt, because i'm too tired/lazy to change.
4.05.2009
Conference
I love General Conference weekend! October Conference was especially meaningful to me as I was taking the Teachings of the Living Prophets class at BYU. I had just learned so much about each of the men we heard from, which I think really helped as I listened to the talks. It also helped that I knew I was being quizzed on Conference two days later. Brother Newell told us in class that we would likely remember that conference for a long time, and a lot better than we remember most of the conferences.
This conference, when Elder Neil L. Andersen was called to fill the vacancy in the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, my roommates had no clue who he was. Without thinking, I said that he was the one that last conference spoke and said "you don't know it everything, but you know enough". I was pretty proud of my memory. Brother Newell was right, I do remember October conference VERY well now.
I loved Elder Hales' talk from Saturday morning. One of the things I want to point out that few readers of my blog probably know is that on March 1, 2009 he gave a very similar talk to the Young Single Adults of the church at the CES Fireside. I think Provident Living must be big (not that I'm surprised during these economic times) if he told the YSAs and then the whole church the same general message within a month of each other.
I also LOVED Elder Scott's talk about temples on Saturday Afternoon. Having just gone to the Draper Temple Open House and participating in the Draper Temple Dedication this semester, it was really neat to hear all of the talks/thoughts on temples this conference. Now I really want to read President Packer's book The Holy Temple. Add that to my long list.
Conference at college is much different than conference at home. At home (the home I know and remember... aka the old house in Redmond) we couldn't get Dish because of the trees, so we would go to the Stake Center to watch conference. Here the BYU channel is one of the few channels we do get (go figure, I go to BYU) so we have the option of watching it from the comfort of my own kitchen/living area. On Saturday some of my apartment opted to go to Roommate #1's parents house which is 35 minutes away. I kind of regret that option. She has a little sister that couldn't sit through conference but who wouldn't leave the room or be relatively quiet. Perhaps this is why I liked last conference so much? Today Roommate #1 went back up to her house, but both of us who went up yesterday stayed home. It was nice to watch it from home, but our TV is super small and the quality of the channel wasn't so good. I need to watch the second half of the Sunday Afternoon session again too... I definitely missed everything after the congregational hymn halfway through.
I also didn't get to enjoy the food that the Springgay's always take to Conference. They move into the building for the weekend, and the food in their special room helps prove it. Today during conference I ate stale tortilla chips, made koolaid in a big tupperware bowl, and between sessions I made some Hamburger Helper. Not quite the Peanut M&Ms, granola bars, fruit leather, pepperoni sticks, Papa Murphy's pizza, etc that I'm used to during conference.
My goal for next conference is to not sleep through the last hour of the last session. This has always been a problem of mine (except for October conference when my grade depended on me watching conference) and it's about time to overcome it. Also, I think I want to go home next conference. I might actually buy my first plane ticket and plan a trip all on my own. A trip that involves spending 10-12 hours at the church! And, I think that with the financial aid I should be receiving next year and the jobs I've been looking at for next year, this is actually a quite realistic goal! HOORAY!
This conference, when Elder Neil L. Andersen was called to fill the vacancy in the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, my roommates had no clue who he was. Without thinking, I said that he was the one that last conference spoke and said "you don't know it everything, but you know enough". I was pretty proud of my memory. Brother Newell was right, I do remember October conference VERY well now.
I loved Elder Hales' talk from Saturday morning. One of the things I want to point out that few readers of my blog probably know is that on March 1, 2009 he gave a very similar talk to the Young Single Adults of the church at the CES Fireside. I think Provident Living must be big (not that I'm surprised during these economic times) if he told the YSAs and then the whole church the same general message within a month of each other.
I also LOVED Elder Scott's talk about temples on Saturday Afternoon. Having just gone to the Draper Temple Open House and participating in the Draper Temple Dedication this semester, it was really neat to hear all of the talks/thoughts on temples this conference. Now I really want to read President Packer's book The Holy Temple. Add that to my long list.
Conference at college is much different than conference at home. At home (the home I know and remember... aka the old house in Redmond) we couldn't get Dish because of the trees, so we would go to the Stake Center to watch conference. Here the BYU channel is one of the few channels we do get (go figure, I go to BYU) so we have the option of watching it from the comfort of my own kitchen/living area. On Saturday some of my apartment opted to go to Roommate #1's parents house which is 35 minutes away. I kind of regret that option. She has a little sister that couldn't sit through conference but who wouldn't leave the room or be relatively quiet. Perhaps this is why I liked last conference so much? Today Roommate #1 went back up to her house, but both of us who went up yesterday stayed home. It was nice to watch it from home, but our TV is super small and the quality of the channel wasn't so good. I need to watch the second half of the Sunday Afternoon session again too... I definitely missed everything after the congregational hymn halfway through.
I also didn't get to enjoy the food that the Springgay's always take to Conference. They move into the building for the weekend, and the food in their special room helps prove it. Today during conference I ate stale tortilla chips, made koolaid in a big tupperware bowl, and between sessions I made some Hamburger Helper. Not quite the Peanut M&Ms, granola bars, fruit leather, pepperoni sticks, Papa Murphy's pizza, etc that I'm used to during conference.
My goal for next conference is to not sleep through the last hour of the last session. This has always been a problem of mine (except for October conference when my grade depended on me watching conference) and it's about time to overcome it. Also, I think I want to go home next conference. I might actually buy my first plane ticket and plan a trip all on my own. A trip that involves spending 10-12 hours at the church! And, I think that with the financial aid I should be receiving next year and the jobs I've been looking at for next year, this is actually a quite realistic goal! HOORAY!
4.03.2009
Birthdays
Today is Sarah (roommate from last year)'s birthday. Happy 20th, Sarah! In true 215 spirit we had a surprise dinner (I'm not sure why they still are surprises... we've done it for everyone). Unfortunately since it was a surprise Sarah didn't realize how important it was for her to get home at 6:00, which was when Kelli, Christie and I showed up. At 7:00 she got home. In that hour, the three of us created much chaos on Facebook, specifically on Jenny's facebook. Word to the wise: Don't leave yourself logged into facebook when you're not at your computer. People like us do silly things to it, like change your status to something very much unlike something you would say yourself. Mwahahahaha.
We had a fabulous dinner, Chicken Enchiladas. Corn bread. Salad. Lemonade. Chips and salsa (bought a bad batch of creamery salsa though. DISAPPOINTING). It was great. THen other people started showing up for Sarah's scheduled party, and we had to leave so we thought it was good timing.
Tonight reminded me how much I love my old roommates. Specifically Christie and Kelli. The three of us had so much fun. I think if we are all still single next year we need to live together. End of story.
Today has also been a really productive day in general. With General Conference this weekend I decided that I wasn't going to do any homework after I left for dinner tonight. I want to really focus on Conference. I was able to get everything done that needed to get done including some of my paperwork for work! Yay! Now I can focus on churchy things for the rest of the weekend. I've accomplished so much! Hooray!
Also. Yesterday I went on a date. I can now say that as an RA I went on 2 whole dates. I won't put up the details of the date, but if you really want to know you can call me. It was an interesting experience. Turns out the guy is Christie (old roommate) 's cousin. He doesn't know that. Well, I guess he does know that he is cousins with Christie, but he doesn't know my connection to Christie.
Okay. Now I I need to clean my room. It's getting a little messy. Mom-if you could see my room right now you would be shocked that this is my version of messy. I have two pairs of shoes on the floor, my backpack is out, and i have a bag of garbage out. Also, my bed is unmade and there are about 4 receipts sitting on my desk waiting for me to file them. Oh, and my bed isn't made. The carpet needs to be vacuumed. That is now my idea of messy.
Also Mom, your birthday present is going to be a birthday/mothers-day-present because I don't want to mail it since I'll be there in 23 days.
We had a fabulous dinner, Chicken Enchiladas. Corn bread. Salad. Lemonade. Chips and salsa (bought a bad batch of creamery salsa though. DISAPPOINTING). It was great. THen other people started showing up for Sarah's scheduled party, and we had to leave so we thought it was good timing.
Tonight reminded me how much I love my old roommates. Specifically Christie and Kelli. The three of us had so much fun. I think if we are all still single next year we need to live together. End of story.
Today has also been a really productive day in general. With General Conference this weekend I decided that I wasn't going to do any homework after I left for dinner tonight. I want to really focus on Conference. I was able to get everything done that needed to get done including some of my paperwork for work! Yay! Now I can focus on churchy things for the rest of the weekend. I've accomplished so much! Hooray!
Also. Yesterday I went on a date. I can now say that as an RA I went on 2 whole dates. I won't put up the details of the date, but if you really want to know you can call me. It was an interesting experience. Turns out the guy is Christie (old roommate) 's cousin. He doesn't know that. Well, I guess he does know that he is cousins with Christie, but he doesn't know my connection to Christie.
Okay. Now I I need to clean my room. It's getting a little messy. Mom-if you could see my room right now you would be shocked that this is my version of messy. I have two pairs of shoes on the floor, my backpack is out, and i have a bag of garbage out. Also, my bed is unmade and there are about 4 receipts sitting on my desk waiting for me to file them. Oh, and my bed isn't made. The carpet needs to be vacuumed. That is now my idea of messy.
Also Mom, your birthday present is going to be a birthday/mothers-day-present because I don't want to mail it since I'll be there in 23 days.
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