The motherland

Back in the Midwest now. It's weird how much the ward has changed not just because of the ward boundaries changing a few months ago (I heard it called gerrymandering today because there is a random "u" cut out of the middle, and everyone knows they were rearranging leadership. It amused me a lot.) but because some of the kids have gotten so much older. One of them came to home teach my family today. He's about three years younger than me, so I've always seen him as really young. When he started talking my jaw almost dropped from how low his voice was, and then he said that he is joining the marines in a few months. What??? And a little infant boy that I babysat over the summer is now huge and has a head full of luscious, curly, blond hairs. I know I'm super young and my FHE brothers never fail to remind me of it, either, but these facts serve to make me feel a little older. And then all the adults remind me of how small I used to be and how they used to be my sunbeam/young womens/sunday school teacher. Weird. What an odd stage in life.
Another interesting occurrence: I thought I was going to get lectured about not dating anyone since I'm going to BYU, and I did a little bit, but some random lady I had never even seen before lectured me on how tall my heels were. That caught me off guard, I tried really hard not to laugh in front of her. I think I succeeded. The shoes are the ones pictured above...

!!!!!

I'm going home to the good ole Midwest in 3 days! It's weird how excited I am, I mean I love Christmas obviously, but I've been feeling weirdly Trunky for the past couple weeks. I'm way excited to see some of my friends from home. On my most boring days at work when I'm totally over working on HW (which is always) I've been making a list of things to do back home. The traditions, the restaurants that are only at home, the toys (dirt bikes and guns) that I don't have at school...This is going to be fantastic. If only there were going to be some boys there who I haven't known since my freshman year in high school...

I should be taking one of my finals right now, but my roomie is making me wait for her. Bah! Oh well, I don't like walking home from the testing center in the dark and I don't want her to either. It's creepy and right next to rape hill...Finals, ew! I'm so nervous for my stats and astronomy final. I should probably go study for those...

Oh BYU

Oh! So many things going on now. Probably most of them I shouldn't mention since they're not mine to tell. Alas. My roommate has a boyfriend now, which is sad. I mean, it's fun for her, but I feel like I'm losing my best friend. Oh well, these things happen, I guess I'll just have to find a guy. Haha. Actually it always surprises me when I think about it; I feel like there are so few guys here that I would date. You'd think there would be tons since I'm at BYU. I guess I just haven't found them, which is excellent since I'm so young. My sort-of-missionary gets back in April and I'm scared to death. That's not very soon for a procrastinator like me, though.
This lame girl I know, Hannah, kept ringing this super annoying bell on her stupid scooter. What a jerk.
I just paid tuition, why is school SO MUCH MONEY?! Even when most of it is paid for by tithing. Bah!

Lonely

I MISS BYU!!!!!

Columbia is soooooo boring. I have two close friends here at the moment because they're in high school, but that also means that they have school every day. Alas. Although I just got a job at Steak 'n Shake, which is pleasant. The manager hired me on the spot because I'm just that awesome. I'm scared. Will I learn everything fast enough? Will people get made at me? Can I count money? Oh the worries of this life....

Conference Weekend

Wow. This has been such an epic weekend. We got up at the crack of dawn on Friday to meet my parents in American Fork where they have been staying with my grandparents and drove a ways to get to Solitude where we spent the day skiing. Lauren and Hannah had never been skiing, so it was an interesting time involving a lot of falling and ski popping offage. We also met up with the Hainsworths by chance (although we have run into them every year for the past five while skiing...), a family from my home ward, in the afternoon.
Conference weekend was AMAZING! We (Miah, Lauren, Shay, Logan, and I) drove to Salt Lake. As soon as we got there, Mark met us and gave us a great parking pass for the museum parking lot, like as close as you can possibly park. Then we went up to his Dad’s office and ate a little bit. On our way out we met Elder Nelson and his family and said “hi” to President Monson’s daughter. We walked over to the conference center and finally made it inside. We walked all the way down to the bottom where the ropes for reserved seats are and got ready to sit down when the usher looked at our tickets and told us to keep going down, so we did. Then we thought we were going to sit down again, but the next usher looked at our tickets and pulled aside another rope for us. We knew out tickets were really good, but not that good! We were slightly to the left of the podium in the fifth row, right behind the wives and right next to the new general authorities we realized as they stood up and walked to the stand when Uchtdorf announced them. The talks were great, particularly Elder Holland’s, obviously. It was really entertaining seeing a lot of the General Authorities falling asleep, particularly the Prophet (we could see all of them really clearly). The most exciting part of the meeting, though, was when we were singing “We Thank Thee Oh God for a Prophet.” I was smiling and staring at the Prophet and then he looked over and smiled and winked really big! Logan and I looked at each other and were like “Oh my gosh! Did the Prophet just wink at us?!?” And the people behind us said “Did you just see the Monson wink at them?” Yeah. The Prophet winked at me. Awesomeness.
As we were leaving conference, Ty texted Miah (he had permission from his mission president) and we met up with him and they talked for like thirty minutes.

Good Idea

I'm pretty sure that not having any classes on Friday is the best idea ever. I highly reccommend it. Hopefully my schedule next year will alow for it all. I really need to start keeping a journal. I'm hungry. I need a really good paying job this summer. Agh. I am going to be extremely amused by the speed dating activity that our hall is having with a hall of random boys tomorrow. Oh BYU, how I love thee.
I have also decided to go visit my friend's home home instead of going to the Festival of colors. The festival is here every year, but he's not since he's going on a mission, so I am kind of obligated...
That is all.

Whoa

Holy Crepe! Look, I'm updating my blog! In the words of one of my favorite roommates: "What the Fuzzy?!?!"
Anywho, so updates: I'm taking a break from transcribing. Blech. Kind of boring...I'm also frustrated with my church history class, I study a lot and feel like I know the content and get perfects on the short answer parts, but the multiple choice is killing me. I always get a B! Aaaagh! It is a three hundred level class, but I don't know what else I could be doing...Ugh.
I am also somewhat addicted to "Overheard at BYU" on FB, if you haven't checked it out... are you not a student here or do you live under a rock? I just love reading all the funny Zoobie comments and professor's weird statements.
Creamery ice cream is delicious. Mmmmmmmm....I had to have some since we skipped Tradition Tuesday(going to Baskins and doing the buy one sunday, get one free thing) today since no one wanted to walk or use precious money.
We finished our stupid psych test that we've been taking as a group in my history of psychology class. We met four times for over two hours. Gross. Apparently the two older kids in my group didn't think we were freshmen, though, which is kind of awesome.
I am so excited that we will be with RMs next year. Granted some of them will be really weird, but at least all our friends won't be leaving at the end of the year or at semester. And the majority will hopefully be more mature...although by the actions of a certain guy in our ward, I'm not putting too much trust in this...ah well.

My Roommate, Mariah, is complaining that her "stupid plant" is still not growing. I'm pretty sure that she drowned it. That is all.

Gruetzi!

So, this friend told me to make a blog for purely self motivated reasons on her part, but I decided to anyway, not like anyone is going to read this, but maybe it will be nice to rant about things...or I will forget about it...I'm one of those people. It is unfortunate. Maybe I should try to change that about myself...We are always trying to improve, us BYU kids, or at least we're supposed to be. Actually, if we're really being accurate, it should be the human race, it's just that the BYU kids are actually told to. And to get married, but that's another story...an aspect of BYU that I choose to ignore for now even though one of my favorite people in the world is now "engaged" to Mike Swindle and I am somewhat jealous of their engagement pictures...