Story of My Life

We had cleaning checks this afternoon, so naturally I just started cleaning this morning (in my defense, it stinks when you're all cleaning at the same time, and most of my roommates were cleaning last night and I didn't have class until 12.) I passed! Half my apartment failed. Haha. Partly because one of our bathrooms is disgustingly moldy (I moved my stuff out of that shower...) I guess I'll be awesome and help Mariah with that.

Luckily I got to my research assistant job way early (I actually usually do because I just eat in there before anyone comes. The room is small and has two comfy chairs...And it's kind of nice sometimes being away from busy campus life) because we had run out of papers that I needed to proceed with the study and it would have been awkward to call the professor when the participant was there.

I went to the library and watched a terrible movie about protestantism. Most of the movies from this company that makes them about different world religions are pretty good. They just show different clips of ceremonies and interviews. But this one had and actor playing Martin Luther who dominated most of the movie and he was not good! And all the hair in the movie was clearly fake. Martin Luther had a wig. Another guy plainly had a natural goatee that they had glued an awful handlebar mustache to for some incomprehensible reason.

I met up with my roommate to go to the temple and we skipped along  joyously, for we were excited to do baptisms.  But we had a sudden rude awakening when we saw a horde of young boys (deacon age) massed around the entrance to the temple. We went up to a man we assumed was one of the leaders and politely asked him if we could go to the font ('font,' not 'front'). He snobbily informed us that Tuesday nights are reserved for the Aaronic priesthood (of course, everyone knows that!) And then we had to walk home in the cold. It wasn't a really bad walk, but I was shocked that no one along the way offered us a ride. This never would have happened back home! Just on a walk the three blocks from my church building to my parent's house I would usually get at least four ride offers. I know those were generally people I knew from church, but this is Provo! Weird.

We rounded off the day by going running in the Smith, watching Lauren and Krislyn (two of my roommates) play intramural basketball (with a spectacular comeback, yeah, they're ballers), and pumping some iron.


A few friends put this link on their Facebooks. So funny. Check out "both versions" of Animal Farm:

http://www.rinkworks.com/bookaminute/classics.shtml