Everyday's a great day!

I'm always confused with what I'm doing with my life BUT there are certain things I am very sure about and am thankful for. You should definitely watch this.

Really, everyday there are little things that make my life so fantastic!

Today, I passed a very good looking stranger and decided not to hide the fact that I was looking at him as I passed him. Well, he looked at me and we smiled and he said hi as we passed. Thanks stranger for making my day better.

Have you ever ....

...been so tired you can't think straight?

...been so stressed out that despite being tired, you can't sleep?

...had your feet hurt so bad that, even though you really want to shower, the thought of standing for a minute longer almost hurts worse?

...been so busy that you haven't had time to wash your hair in 3 days?

...had a day long enough that it feels like an entire decade went by?

...almost been hysterical because you were so happy to be home?

...taken a long time to write even the shortest, simplest blog?

'Cause that all happened this weekend with Parents' Weekend.

It went well. I'm alive and now I don't know what to do because I'm so far behind in everything - school, church, friends and SLEEP!

I don't have any time. I'm only on the computer as I quickly scarf down food - rice, beans and salsa because it's the only food I have since I don't have time to go shopping. Then I need to finish studying and take a German test. Then I go straight to Salsa Club which goes until 10. Then I need to come home, do homework and try to catch up in Spanish, especially since I didn't go to class today in order to study for my German test.

Then tomorrow, my day is packed full, as well as Thursday. Then I don't even get a weekend because this weekend is Parents Weekend. I've been planning this for months and it's actually here! There is so much to do and so little time! I've been spending my days at work trying to prepare for it, but I keep getting interrupted with phone calls from stupid parents. Really, how hard is it to understand what's on the website. It's not confusing. Ok, not all of them are stupid, but a few of them are. And don't worry, I don't tell them they're stupid to their faces.

Today, while I was waiting for my friend to study, I got to people watch and it was interesting. I saw man boobs that were in need of a "bro." I watched 2 EMT's run into the Library, looking slightly like superheroes. One was putting on gloves as he was running. I watched boys flirting with a girl who was playing dumb blonde....or maybe she was just that dumb. I can't stand it when girls act dumb on purpose and I think it's worse when boys like it. I saw a lot of other things, but those are the ones that stand out in my mind.

I got the coolest assignment today. I'm going to write a magazine article for a children's magazine and then I'm going to submit it to try and get published. How cool is that? I could get published and get paid for it, for an assignment.

K, I need to go study even though I have so much more to write about.

Therapy Session

You know, I love writing and I love staying connected with people, but I just can't seem to get this blogging thing down. Throughout the day I think of great things I want to write down, but I never get around to actually writing it. I also think that blogging could potentially be a therapy session. Well Doc, I'm laying on the couch spilling out my guts to you.

Today was the International Fair that the Kennedy Center put on. I shouldn't have gone. I want to go everywhere. As my roommate put it, it's like a crack addict going into a drug house.

I'm an addict and traveling is my drug.

I picked up a couple of really good flyers and I talked to the professor going to Vienna next fall about going as a facilitator (I would help run and organize things as well as teach the prep class next semester). Man, so many places to see and so little money.

Here's the real plan though (I think). My professor is taking a group to Berlin in May. It would be 2 months of intensive German at the Goethe Institut (yes, that is spelled right). He is planning to end the program with a tour of Germany. Being shown Germany by a German himself - sign me up! Then I would stay in Europe and travel a little before September when I'd start the Vienna program. Oh, I left my heart in Vienna. It is one of the most beautiful, efficient, clean, and cultured cities and I am dying to go back. Now, I'm just trying to figure out how to pay for it. I'm going to take out a loan for it, try to get a grant or 2, but I'm still worried I'm going to fall short.

If you are willing to donate to my cause, I would really appreciate it. It's not just me gallavanting around Europe (ok, maybe just a little in between) but this is my education. I am a German major and I think the only way I'll truly learn is by being there.

Oh, so the International Fair was just one part of my day. Other things worth mentioning

We did a group assignment in class today and it went well. The girls I worked with were nice. Then at the end, the two of them started talking about Lord of the Rings. At first I tried talking to them, but it didn't really work out. They somehow sensed, before they got deep into their conversation, that I was not obsessed with Tolkien quite like they were. I wasn't even in the conversation when they started it, but then within a couple of minutes, I learned that was a good thing when they started talking about learning elfish. I walked with them, listening to there conversation and before I left them, I overheard the cherry on top - "Oh, I'm actually the sectretary of the Quill and the Sword."* I laughed....out loud, but don't worry, I was far enough away that they didn't see or hear it. I'm judgemental.

There was a pair of black panties in the huge square in front of the Joseph Fielding Smith building. I hate the word panties, but I feel the word adds the effect needed. Yes, I thought it was hilarious. I'm immature.

Recap: I'm an addict, give me money, I'm judgemental and I'm immature. That was a great realization today. Could we have another therapy session this time tomorrow?


*The Quill and the Sword is the Medieval Club on campus. It is frequently made fun of by Divine Comedy.

You see them on campus with their capes, funny dresses, swords and when it's warm, they're barefooted.

Quite often I will ask my roommate "Why I can't get a boyfriend when the Medieval Club is all married?" which is usually answered with "yeah, but they're all married to each other."

Maybe this is why I can't get a B-friend - I'm an addict, I'm judgemental and I'm immature.

This day just keeps getting better

This is great!


As if the snuggie wasn't bad enough, they had to make This too!

I rarely ever feel hopeless, but a few days ago I did. Camille and I could not seem to catch a break when it came to looking for an apartment. Every place we could find kept falling through. People would send application/contracts right before us. I was very discouraged.

Then today happened. We got an apartment. Not just an apartment, but an awesome apartment with vaulted ceilings. We will also be sharing this apartment with my friend Bekah and her friend. It worked out perfectly and I feel so lucky to have all those other places fall through. Now we're living with Bekah, we have an awesome manager, the apartment looks great for what we're paying, and supposedly the guy to girl ratio is 2:1. I'm looking forward to a fantastic school year.

Speaking of school...I'm trying to decide what classes to take. I have a couple of set ones, but I really want to take a second language course. What language do you think? Russian, Italian, French, Arabic? So far everyone says Italian, but the other ones might be more useful...but I want to take a romantic language because once you learn one, the other ones come pretty easy.

Somedays I feel inspired to be a better person.

Whether it be watching a movie, or talking with someone I look up to, I absolutely love hearing others' stories.

I feel so blessed to know some pretty great people.

I feel even luckier to be given the opportunity to serve them, even in the smallest ways.

Then it makes me feel like I was a part of their story.

Plans

I may be insane.

Do you think I could handle working full-time and school full-time?

I really need the extra money for my idea of what I want to do next year. My plans are...big. I mean BIG. In case you don't understand, they are BIG, HUGE, GINORMOUS! But, until I think about it more and find a second and possibly third job, I'm not telling what they are.

Nostalgia at its worse!

Mein Wien

Oh, how I long for Oesterreich and all it has to offer. Oper, men in scarves, Kuchen, and the U-bahn.

I remember riding a bike through the Austrian countryside. Hiking in the Alps. Walking through the shady Karlsplatz station. All of it went by in the blink of an eye. Memories that are too splendid to really think are real.

I'll only believe them when I'm back there again.

Highlight of this week (before going home of course)

For work I had to deliver something to a physics professor and I stood around waiting for him for half an hour. I knew he had a meeting at 3 so I headed down to the room where the meeting was supposed to be. It was 3 o'clock and no one was there. Then a couple of guys came and looked in the room. I could over hear them talking. "Do we have group meeting today?" "Maybe they forgot like last week."

I went over and asked them if they knew where the professor was. They thought they had seen him downstairs in the lab. I sat and listened as they talked about whether or not the professor remembered they had a meeting. They were quick and funny and obviously smart and pretty nerdy/geeky guys.

They offered to show me where the lab was. As we were walking towards it, some of their friends met us at the top of the stairs. One of them said "Chicks dig physicists." I think it was in reference to one of the guys shirts - but it was really random, and I don't think he had noticed I was there yet. The group told us the professor was on his way and I could wait for him - but not before I heard more of their funny, nerdy, jokes and jabs. As I was standing there listening, I realized the geekiest one of all - the one that blurted out that "Chicks dig physicists" - was staring at me. I noticed it and then looked back to see if it was true - yep, still staring. Not that really creepy kind of stare, it was more like he was staring in astonishment. I had to hold in a laugh. It was like he had never seen a girl before. It was kinda cute.

I walked away thinking I had met some of the coolest guys (in their own way). They obviously loved physics and lived in the lab, but they were funny and friendly.

It reminded me of the movie Sydney White. That movie reference is for my sister and I'm slightly embarrassed to be sharing it with the rest of the world, but..... I'm Danielle and I'm a dork! haha - that's a movie reference.

National HolidayS

Last week was a busy one.

That guy I met at salsa... he's a good guy. I hung out with him a couple of times, thought he was cool and then he got overeager/needy/annoying when he would text me 5 times in one day. I got busy with my sister being in town, so I couldn't see him over the weekend and then Monday I get this text.

The 4th of july is gone. But the desire 2 salsa with u is still there. I really wanna c u danny. Give me a call when u get a chance.

I told him I was busy this week, since I'm going out of town. That gave me another week. I'll just procrastinate like I do with everything else, and figure it out next week.


My sister came up to Provo. It was so nice to be with "outsiders" - people outside of the BYU bubble. We had a Canada Day BBQ, watched Indiana Jones, went to the temple open house, went out to eat, had a 4th of July BBQ and watched fireworks, and went to a dinner.

Sidenote: Do you notice the theme of food? I don't think people can socialize without it. Even if an activity isn't centered on food, it's still in there like eating popcorn while watching a movie or the great cookies they hand out after seeing the temple.

It was a great week filled with family and I can't wait to go home to see the rest of them.

Highlight of Last Week

I was able to attend the Utah Symphony Friday night and they played Jupiter, my favorite movement of The Planets. During the movement, I could hear humming coming from my left. I knew it wasn't my date because he had just told me he didn't know the song. It was pretty loud humming considering we were sitting in the 3rd row and I could here it over the symphony. Then I noticed out of the corner of my eye, my friend and another guy in our group look at each other and start laughing. Their roommate Dustin was the one humming and he didn't realize we could all hear him.

Books, Languages and Family

Yesterday, Sunday, was quite a busy day for a Sunday, but I loved it! The highlight was seeing my professor, Cindy's family. Yesterday had been her oldest son's mission farewell. Her family was with us in Vienna and I can't believe how much I've missed them.

It was so nice to be around family rather than the typical single's scene here. We ate food, were surrounded by chaos of kids running around and watched an intense game of Diplomacy (well, part of it anyway, since it's hours long - if you don't know what it is, think Risk, but WORSE)

My favorite part was just to be around so many smart people. Now I'm not saying my friends aren't smart, but these people are geniuses. I heard German, French and Spanish being spoken and I heard some great jazz and classical piano being played. I also listened to books, politics and history being discussed. Man, I wish I was that smart AND cool. I think in order to be that smart, I'd have to hide myself away from the world to study it all, which would negatively affect my social skills. I'm already having a hard enough time being cool.

If you can figure out how to balance it, let me know. In fact, if you know how to just be cool, I could really use some advice.

A New Beginning

I feel I should start documenting my life.

I'm sorry if you're reading this and you find my life boring, but I find it hilarious.

And I'm sorry to the people in my life....because I'm going to write about you.



If you didn't already know, I'm vice-president of BYU Salsa Club - a title I'm still confused by. I'm white, I don't speak Spanish and I'm still just trying to get past the basics of salsa dancing. BUT, until my President Ana realizes that there are much better people for the position, I'm going to enjoy every minute of it.

Last night I went to the local salsa club, Salsa Chocolate. It's a great place where no alcohol is served and dancers - beginner to advanced - are welcome. This time was a little different than it usually is. I went by myself! Usually I have the security of my friends or a "wing-man". Surprisingly, I found it to be a liberating experience. While I was slightly insecure of being there alone, I wasn't insecure of whether or not my friends thought I was lame or if they were bored.

Well, last night was also a little different because

1. I actually gave my number to a guy I don't know. This guy Joe asked me to dance a few times and he was really nice. I think I've seen him before and I figured - why not?

2. I wasn't asked to dance by a million old mexican men who are a foot shorter than me. Well, I didn't dance with them, but I still got hit on. A couple of them kept smiling at me as they walked by car as I was about to leave. Then before I had the chance to pull out, one guy pulled in next to me and tried to get me to roll down my window to talk to him. Maybe it was rude, but I declined.

Man, even if they are creepy old mexican men, it feels good to know I was looking hot last night.

But then again, I always look hot.

Haha, that was a joke. You should see my hair when I wake up in the morning.

Things on my mind

I got an awesome job!

I made a mistake at work today and now I need to find out how to tell my boss.

I saw a raccoon the other night! Not that exciting, but I was so close to it. It was dark, so I didn't realize it was a raccoon 'til it scurried into the gutter to hide from us.

I have a sweet tooth. I could go for a really good vanilla cupcake right about now....or a cherry limeade from sonic. Random?

I'm still looking at majors. I WILL have one picked by the end of summer.

I should go to the gym.

I miss my computer! It died and I'm still waiting to hear back. I love that when I took it in and the guy was filling out the paper for the diagnostic, he put b.s.o.d. for blue screen of death. I don't know why, but I found that really funny.

I should work on the ward directory, but I just want to go home. That's why I miss my laptop. I'm a homebody...who knew?

I think this girl sitting next to me in the library is neurotic. Maybe that's why I miss being at home.

I hope she takes a long time at the printer so she doesn't see what I wrote. haha

I've got some pretty awesome friends.

I had fun playing soccer at the park last night. That means a lot. I like soccer, but I'm not good at it, so I don't always enjoy playing. AND I was playing barefoot.

I still need to learn spanish. Why do I keep putting it off?

I don't like the pants and shoes I'm wearing. I can't wait to go home and change.

OH, I got my hair cut on saturday. It looks good, but it's really short. Now I really wish my hair was really long. Maybe I'll save up for extensions.

I think I need to go eat lunch - the sun chips I just ate aren't going to cut it.


I'm impressed if you just read all of that :)

I'm a Duck Expert

Even after the mess the duck prank left in our kitchen, I still love ducks. There are two little baby fluff balls at the duck pond that my friends and I got to hold last Sunday. Then today, we were quite excited when we looked outside and found these two.


After listening to my roomates argue over whether the one with green head was the boy or the girl, I finally just looked it up (the boys are the ones with the green heads) When I looked it up, I found out a lot about my duck friends.

Did you know?

The ducks are generally monogamous, although these bonds generally last a single year only. However, mallards form pairs only until the female lays eggs, at which time she is left by the male.

Mallards also have rates of male-male sexual activity that are unusually high for birds. In some cases, as many as 19% of pairs in a Mallard population are male-male homosexual.

The ducklings are precocial, and can swim and feed themselves on insects as soon as they hatch, although they stay near the female for protection.

Despite widespread misconceptions, only the females of most dabbling ducks "quack." Male mallards have a nasal call and the females have the stereotypical "quack."

The urban legend that ducks quacks don't echo has been debunked by Mythbusters AND the Acoustics Research Centre at the University of Salford.

Wow, I could go on and on! My roommate is making fun of me, but it's just so fascinating. I never knew there was so much to learn about ducks. Man, if only I was this fascinated to retain the information in my college classes! I've got a brain full of pretty useless knowledge!



Anyway, they came. We fed them bread.



And then they went on their way.

DONE!

I finished my last final!

Uh, this semester wasn't so good for me. But it's over and that's all that matters.

Now that it's done, I am going to the library or the bookstore and getting myself a couple of books to read that are for fun! I need books with NO substance. Books that are about love and are funny and don't use big words. My brain is mush and that's all I can take right about now.

Life isn't a musical

It's true. I am so sad it's not socially acceptable to sing about everything. I guess this isn't real life though...

Internet Art

This is an art form. It took someone a lot of time to do this and I personally feel like it gave me a new perspective on Paris Hilton - A barbie doll that's really made out of plastic and dressed up.

You cannot miss this either!

Happy Easter

I had an amazing Easter. Church was very edifying. I loved the talks given, the choir sang beautifully and the lessons were great. My friends came over and we all made a delicious home cooked meal. We finished it off with homemade carrot cake - Thanks Rachel, that was awesome! I feel incredibly blessed and am so grateful for my life and happiness. I feel all of that, I owe to my savior. I really enjoyed these videos, so if you have time, take a look.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oteno81QzzQ

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EpFhS0dAduc

To kick off the weekend

I've always wished my life was a musical. One day I'll coordinate one of these things. I could do it now, but let's be honest, at BYU, this kind of thing just wouldn't be that suprising and that would take all the fun out of it.

Enjoy!

Decisions are the Worst

I'm currently looking for employment, but it's hard because I'm not quite sure what I want to do.

I am really indecisive. When I have too many good opportunities, I freak out. I'm always worried because I want to pick the RIGHT one. The one that would make me the happiest. The one that is what I'm supposed to do. I just don't like making mistakes.

This is ultimately my problem - with life.

I don't like to miss out on anything. I've been like this since I was little. I didn't want to go to bed because I knew everyone else was awake, and I didn't want to miss out on the fun. I still can't go to sleep if I know my roomates are playing - even if it's 2 in the morning! It's worse though, because it's carried over into life. I can't do homework because I know my friends are getting together and I don't want to miss out on what they're doing. I can't choose a major, because then I'd be missing out on all of the other ones. I can't rent just one movie. I can't read just one book. If I let it, it could slide into my ENTIRE life. I wouldn't wear the same outfit, jewlery or purse more than once because there are simply too many to use - but I'll never have that kind of money...or vanity.

Anyway, if anyone can remedy my awful sickness, please help. Maybe I'll start a support group. And everyone will never miss a meeting because they'll be too afraid to miss out ;)

Oh, and if you know anyone hiring so I can make some mulah over the summer (AZ or UT) please let me know

I love accents!

Spanish

Italian

German

Japanese

French

I think everyone does, but I think I love them more than most people. I typically don't have a hard time understanding accents. Even if I don't understand them the first time, I don't mind asking for them to repeat what they've said.

I've been noticing accents a lot. A girl in my german class is from Switzerland and has a beautiful French accent. All of my friends that are hispanic have accents. Recently, some of them from South America have been imitating a Mexican accent, or a Bazilian Portuguese accent. It's so interesting.

The real inspiration to this post is this guy in my class who is from Boston.

Oh, I left my heart in Boston.

Our professor asked him to speak today (which was really good, and I was happy to hear his story) and out comes this thick Boston accent. After saying "pawty" instead of "parrrrty", he laughed and said he hoped we understood him and "maybe I need a translata". I couldn'ce translated for him :) While it's not exotic or beautiful, I LOVE IT! I think he and I should be friends - I even told him so. I just didn't admit that the main reason for our friendship would be so I could hear that accent!

I wish I had a Boston accent....or at least be really good at imitating one - then maybe people will believe I'm from there. It's funny, talking to him, I could totally slip back into it, but when I'm not around it, it's hard for me to do.

I really just want an accent - almost any will do (except southern...or utard) Have you noticed how people with accents are always so much more interesting. I strive to be interesting. I knew a girl from Australia who everyone wanted to get to know and I attribute it to her accent.

Beside Boston, I want an Italian or a French accent. They're pretty and pouty and mysterious and interesting - remember, I strive to be interesting. What accent do you want?

Let me tell you a story.

Once upon a time there was a white girl with blonde hair and green eyes, who didn't speak spanish. She wanted to fit in with her Latin friends. She started going to salsa club. Today, she is Vice-President of BYU Salsa Club! Dreams do come true!

That girl is me.

And I still don't speak spanish.

I Simply Love Simply Limeade

I think SPRING came back today. It's beautifully sunny and warm and that makes me happy.

I had a great night last night (costa vida, a couple of great movies) which is helping me to have a great day today.

I had breakfast at McKinlee's apartment in honor of our friend Matt, who's been spending his spring break here.

Then I went to target, where I got some new clothes! They were much needed and I absolutely love the way new clothes make you feel so great.

Now I'm preparing for a german video project....maybe I'll try to post a clip of it when we're done. We're reenacting Peter Pan, but auf Deutsch.

Then it's off to my Prof. Kelling's for a class party, and then DANCING!

Yep, it's a great Saturday, but I unfortunately did not fit in homework....again. But my new favorite quote is "Don't let school get in the way of your college experience."

This is important. Are video games helping children? While I have always been dead set against video games, this, however, may have changed my mind.




Oh, and sorry about the craigslist link. My roomate had posted her uterus for sale (don't worry though, on it she made clear it wasn't for surrogacy) It was quite funny, but someone flagged it and it was removed in less than an hour of being posted.

AWE-SOME

Things that I've found that make hump-day a little more bearable.

The definition of transpire: a male vampire dressed as a female vampire.

This new book to add to my reading list.

The lady reason that caused my roomate and I to spend the afternoon watching movies also prompted her to do this.

Happy St. Patrick's Day

I had forgotten about this for a while until the other night. Perfect timing for today!



And then to follow that up.....



Those are two different videos. They're very random, I know, but they make me smile.

Spanish Conversations and other Confusing Things

Standing in the bathroom, washing my face, I here conversations from the couple downstairs. Entire conversations. Now, if only I understood spanish. Then I'd know all the secrets.

My roomate does know spanish. And lucky her, her room sits right above their bedroom. Sometimes she laughs and I ask what? and she just says they said something funny downstairs. Sometimes she comes out of her room so as to give them "privacy" while they have conversations she doesn't want to know about.

I love my house. And my roomates.

I have a lot of things I love and am grateful for. Here have been a few in from the past week.

Burnt grilled cheese. It's better a little black.

Peanut M&M's.

Friends that ask you to do stuff in the middle of the week just because.

SUNSHINE!

My German Professor telling me I'm ready to get married because I can make good banana bread. Haha! Last week he asked me if I had a boyfriend and when I said no he said, "Good. You have lots of time to do your homework." What am I supposed to do? He's giving me conflicting advice.

Friends who cheer me up and support me no matter what.

The thick Boston accent from a guy in my class. I wish I had one so people believe me when I tell them I grew up there.

My roomate's new fish, Gypsy. She's already become quite attached to this beautiful Beta and I have to admit, so have I.


This semester has not been the best school-wise and I still don't have a job, but I think I've been happier this semester than any. I just feel so blessed, like all of these things are given to me just to make me smile. Some days I wonder what I did to deserve such a great life.

We got caught!

I can't believe I haven't updated about our pranking situation.

Well, last sunday (a week from yesterday) we had plans to get those boys back for the duck. Ours did not include any animal cruelty.

2:00 pm - At church, we decide with our friend Tashina that the time had come

7:15 - Call Tashina to solidify plans. She comes over and we spend 15 minutes deciding on how to get those boys out of their apartment without locking the door. She was to convince them to go to ward prayer.

8:00 - We go hang out at Sam's apartment while we wait for them to leave.

8:30 - They leave for ward prayer and we get a text from Tashina. Apparently, these boys are too lazy to bring their keys, so they don't lock their apartment.

We run over to their apartment and start carrying out plan #1 - CUPCAKES.

For Valentine's Day, my roomate decided to make cupcakes for the entire ward, but she got busy and never got around to frosting them. Some of them were burnt too. So, what do you do with a ton of cupcakes that are 2 weeks old?

Plan #2 -Kaneischa's friend has this mannequin head and boy is it creepy. I went in my room one day and found "Helga," as she's known around here, in my bed.

Plan #3 - Unfortunately, plan 3 was not carried out. We were beginning it when Kaneischa heard someone come up to the door. She ran behind the door right as it started opening, but not me. I was a deer in headlights as Ryan and his cousin walked in. He wasn't even surprised to see us. He just said "You're pranking Preston and Justin." When Kaneischa said, "No, Preston and Ryan." He gave us a funny look and we said "gotta go!" and ran out.

We've never been caught before! We don't feel like we're even, but nothings going to happen right now. Actually, we stopped by last night, and there might be some collaboration in the near future. It made for a great story and this ward hasn't seen the end of our pranking :)

Brought to tears

This little gem can't be overlooked. My roomate were entertained for about an hour.

http://mymomisafob.com/

PS "FOB" means "fresh off the boat," so it's nothing bad.

PRANK UPDATE: We sorta got them back. Story and pictures soon to follow.

Why days like today should be everyday

~The girl I sat next to in class started up a conversation about a topic I love - Why do the first people that get to class sit on the end and make everyone climb over them? I'll have to make another post sometime about that pet peeve of mine. We bonded over something so simple, and now I feel like I have a new friend.

~I ran into a bunch of old friends. One even gave me some advice about something. It was so great to be reminded that I'm so well taken care of.

~I gave service! I helped my friend Allison get front row Utah tickets as she was one of the last 5 still up in the wall sit competition in the WILK. She's awesome and I knew she'd win. Now I'm off to go help out my roomate by watching over SEGOarts. If you've never been, you really need to come check it out. It's a great place. On University Ave between 1st and 2nd.

~The weather was wrong! I checked this morning and it said it was going to rain, but I walked home looking up at clear blue skies.

~I feel empowered like I can do whatever it is I set my mind too. I can conquer the world! So many people believe in me and want me to succeed.

~I live in an awesome house with great roomates!


Life is excellent and I have every reason to believe that I have great things coming in the future.

I confess!

I smuggle food in and eat lunch in the library.

Great, thanks, I needed to get that off my chest.

Yes, I break the rules now and again....actually almost everyday. They have a strict NO FOOD policy, but honesty, how do they expect us to study without brain food.

Well, I really need to stop because I not only have a problem with eating in the library, but I have this habit of bringing noisy food. Oh man, but I love carrot sticks, crunchy apples and granola bars. Those poor studious students surrounding me were in silence until they start hearing package rustling and crunching and munching.

One day I was good and brought yogurt, but that didn't go so well. I opened it and it exploded on the sleeve of my shirt. Then, after it was open, I realized I didn't have a spoon. I wasn't going to waste it and I was hungry, so I pulled out my noisy granola bar and used that as a spoon. It was noisy and messy and I actually didn't study much that day....I think I was watching The Office haha.

Today I brought my green apple without even thinking and when I got hungry, I took two crunchy bites into it and then decided to go home. So I packed up and walked out with my apple. That wasn't such a good idea because my hand holding the apple almost got frostbite. Man, what is the library thinking making us eat outside? :)




DUCK UPDATE: I'm sure the duck got back to pond just fine. We now know it was a girl from my ward. She had accomplices, we just don't know who. They don't know what they just got themselves into. If you have any good ideas on how to get them back, leave a comment.

What do you do on a Friday night?

I had a nice Friday evening. A relaxing evening. A kinda lonely evening, spent just to myself...mainly because my friends were busy and I didn't feel like calling anyone. A nice quiet eve......until this happened.

My roomate was in the kitchen and our other roomate had gone off to wherever she was going. Then I heard the back door. I assumed that it was Kaneischa coming back, and apparently Roxy thought so too. All of a sudden, from the other room, I hear

QUACK, QUACK, QUACK! QUACK!

I started laughing before I even saw it. I actually thought that Kaneischa had walked in with a duck. Nope, someone just dropped him off.

So much for uneventful Friday's. That made my night.


How was your Friday?

Life is....

always made better by BYU Creamery Chocolate Milk....even when life is already going great!

Life is also funny sometimes. I love BYU and I've missed it. It's funny because I definately did not feel this way two years ago. In fact, I hated it here. I did not know why so many people liked it when the classes were so hard, you were just one of the many faces, and everyone seemed so wrapped up in their own lives. A lot has changed since then I've learned what a great place this is. Here are some reasons why.

- The Mountains. Beautiful, but also gives a sense of direction.

- The Classes. While hard, you always are learning something and professors are always willing to help you outside of class. They even manage to learn your name.

- Campus. It's always clean, the walkways are clear in the winter and then come spring, there are always tulips.

- Devotionals and Firesides. Sunday night I saw President Monson and today Elder Holland. I didn't use to go to devotionals on Tuesdays, but I find them to be a great way to relax during the week and re-evaluate my priorities.

- Friendly People. I used to think they were always fake (which sometimes they might be) but then when you've had two great classes, listened to devotional, did homework and drank creamery chocolate milk, you really are just happy, so why not say hi to strangers?

- Friends. I've made fantastic friends and I've been able to learn something new from all of them. I love running into them on campus and remembering the great times I had with them.

- Church. From great devotionals, to fun wards, to sharing testimonies in class, BYU has been a "spiritual high" like everyone has said. It's a great environment to learn in and it also is a great way to see the Lord's hand in everything.

Yep, I turned into an advocate of BYU. And just think, I did that without ever having gone to BYU football game. :) But I still bleed BLUE.

Oh yeah, and add the Creamery to the list. It provides a place for freshmen dates, great ice cream, and of course, CHOCOLATE MILK!