Live for the Weekend

Meghan and I decided we live for the weekend. It is nice because since I have no class on Fridays, Thursdays are like my Fridays. Fridays are my Saturdays. Then, Saturdays are my Saturdays. I love it. Yesterday was definitely like my Saturday. It was amazing! We went to Janessa's house to watch a scary movie. I got lost even using my GPS. That seriously takes skill, but according to my GPS, Jan's house is on a trail head. It isn't. It is down the street in the opposite direction. When we got there we got to meet some of her family. It was great. We then proceeded to watch some Glozell videos which had us all crying. When that was all over we watched "What Lies Beneath."We carried on our Friday Fright Night tradition. We were all so hot wearing our pajama pants and wrapped up in blankets, but we were so scared we did not dare uncover and stretch out. When we were done, Meghan and I put the top of my car down and drove home at one in the morning. We were escorted home by a motorcycle gang. There were six guys on four motorcycles. Two got in front of me, and two were behind. We were surrounded and they stayed like that all the way home to our apartment. Kind of scary at one in the morning after watching that movie, but it makes for a good story. Meghan decided my theme for when I drive is "Adventure is out there!" Today was a blast as well. We were at the water park from 2:30 to about 7. I love it there. It is in an odd way relaxing for me. Afterwards we got pizza with our group and went to a park to eat it. We were there until 8. I love being with friends. I had a blast. Now I am going to eat all the food! I am still hungry. I wish I could have this much fun every weekend... or every day. 

Being a Mormon

Being a Mormon or LDS or a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (people know it by different things, but it is all the same) has its ups... there really are no downs besides people judging you because they don't really know what you believe in aka polygamy or the magic underwear. Anyways, I am so glad that I am a member of the church. In my Strengthening Marriage and Family class we were talking about getting married, of course. I am so excited to be able to get married in one of these...

  You don't have to pay to get married in any of these beautiful buildings. And do you know what? There are so many more! They are all over the world. These are just a few of my favorites. I think they are amazing. Every last one of them are just spectacular and take my breath away. What more could you ask for? Well, in my church we believe when we get married it is for time and all eternity rather than "til death." It is a wonderful feeling knowing no matter what happens in your life you will be able to be with your family forever. 

Just Wondering

     So, I have been thinking about a lot of things recently. Such as: 
     Why can I go through the whole winter matching the snow, and right when I get a tan in the summer time my freckles begin to show? I love my freckles, and sometimes in the winter all I want is a break from my all-too-white complexion. Why can't they just stay on my face in the winter, and how do they show up above my tan? It just doesn't make sense to me. At all. 
     Next, how does a pot know when you are watching it? I know this probably sounds crazy, but really, how does it know? I sat watching one the other day for twenty minutes waiting for it to boil so I could make my food. I leave the kitchen for literally thirty seconds, and when I came back it was boiling over. Way to go. When I left there were no bubbles at all, and in thirty seconds it was boiling over, making a mess, and making it take longer for me to be able to eat.             
     The next matter of business is boys. I do not understand them at all. One of my friends pointed out it is not because they are too complex, but girls are too complex so they do not understand the simpleness of guys. Great. I think I may be forever in the dark on this issue. What I really hate about all of it is when you really like a guy, but you are almost invisible. Then, another guy comes along and really likes you, but you just don't like them. Next thing you know, the one you really like is continuously giving you praise and compliments, and the one who really likes you gets jealous. See? I think they are complicated. There is nothing simple about this. 
     Next comes the fact that I am in an 8am class. I distinctly remember telling myself I would never do this again after my first one in he fall. So, why am I in one? I do not know. I guess I was not paying attention when I signed up for my classes... or something. I would get out of it, but it is so enjoyable. I have so much fun in that class, it is required for my major, the teacher is great, and I am learning valuable principles about marriage and families. I love it. I just wish it did not have to be at eight in the morning and last for two and a half hours. 
     One last thing. Why do teachers always put your tests on the same days? It always happens to me. Every single time. Just wondering. So, you can tell what is on my mind right now. There are plenty of other things, but these are the biggest ones at the moment. :)

Needed a Smile

So, one of my new roommates told Meghan and I to watch this... 

When Meghan and I did, we were laughing so hard we were having to wipe tears from our eyes and cheeks. I really just love her so much. Glozell provides much needed laughs sometimes. I realized today how much I miss having Brother Smith as a teacher. Last semester he was the teacher who was always happy, always made me smile, and always made me laugh. He even made me laugh when I went to his reviews at seven in the morning, and that is saying something. So, without him as a teacher, I am lost. I walked around today just wishing he would be on campus to provide an awkward hug, a high five, a pinky promise, or even just a goofy smile. Without him, I guess I am just going to have to watch Glozell until I can run into him again in the fall. 

Revvin' in a Mini Van

     Today was the first day of my classes. I woke up at 7, and my first class is not until 12. I kept getting this weird feeling that I should go on campus early. I did not know why, but at 9:45 I left my apartment. Oddly enough, I ran into an old friend. Good old Jan. She was about to be late to class in the MARB which is an old and rather confusing building. I knew where her classroom was so I just walked her there. We texted the rest of the day. :) I miss her. 

     When it was time for my class to come around, I walked to my classroom and waited. I met some really weird people, but I also met some amazing ones. It was nice to have someone to talk to in class, and our teacher seems pretty neat. 

     When it was over I ran back to the apartment to change out of my skirt and get into "summer clothes." My BYUSA team was headed to a ropes course. We had so much fun. Now, I do not do well with balance so some of the things I had a hard time with, and at one point there was a rule that we had to talk with our tongues hanging out and then I fell off so I had to repeat everything Eric said (when he was talking about being a tree hugger and how his family was going to kill him or when he was blindfolded and was talking about us being led by the blind it got a bit ridiculous but it was still fun). Wow. Then came the giant swing. You sit in a seat and they harness you in. Then your team pulls you up, and you have to let go of a string to fall and actually swing. When I got to the top I was not letting go. I looked down, and it got worse. When I finally let go, panic and terror rushed through me. you are holding on to nothing until you make sense enough to grab on to the bar in front of you. I am pretty sure our coordinator got plenty of pictures of my panic stricken face. It was fun after that initial drop though. 

        I am sore, tired, and I smelled SO bad until I got a shower.  Worth it? Definitely. We drove a new mini van up there. It was really funny. Eric said we were a little Mormon family. He was totally revving the engine the whole time. It was kind of making me laugh because, you know, we were in a mini van. Who revvs the engine in a mini van? When we got back we had more work to do in the office. Then he asked if I would drive the mini van back since it was a rental. I drive a bug. Mini vans are HUGE in comparison, but I finally gave in. When we turned it in, he said it was good practice for being a Mormon mom. I did really like it, but it is going to take some getting used to. I guess by the time I have my six or seven kids I will be totally fine with it. Bring on the Mormon mom with a mini van. 

                                   

          ^this can be me^

                 Now I kind of have to go do my homework... This week is going to be a great one!

Perhaps the greatest truth of the universe… I’m beginning to understand…

Did you ever wonder what is was like when we left heaven to come here? We left our Heavenly Father’s side to come to a world of trouble, strife, and heartache. We left because it was His plan, and we knew we must do it to learn and accomplish so much. But did you ever wonder what you thought right before you left? Were you excited to be a part of something so perfectly thought out? Were you worried that when you crossed over the veil you would never come to remember your Father again? Were you sad that you had to leave such a beautiful place? Were you worried about whether you would come back or not?

All of these thoughts came running into my head last night as I watched The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. At the very end they are all saying their goodbyes. Lucy asks if Aslan will visit them in their world and he responds with, “I will be watching you always.” He tells her she must learn to know him in her world. That by knowing him there for a little you may know him better in his world. We knew our Heavenly Father before we came to earth, and we must always remember him. By learning to know Him here for such a little while when looking at it in an eternal perspective, we know Him better when we return to Him. Our Heavenly Father is always watching out for us. Sometimes He sees us fall, and I know he probably so badly wants to pick us up and dust us off. He wishes He could, but all of our trials are for our personal experience so that we may come to know Him personally.

I started crying in a movie made for kids from a book I read when I was in the fourth grade. I am coming to understand one of the most powerful and greatest truths. We were probably feeling every last one of those things. As I come to BYU each time and leave my family behind I feel all of them. I am so excited to come and experience so much more, I am worried about my family and how they will get along, I am sad to leave my home, and I am always worried about me getting too caught up in everything that is happening here and miss out on something important there. I understand all of this now. My family just like my Heavenly Father wants me to be happy. They want me to come here to learn and grow closer to Him. When I am having a hard time they want to come up here and fix it for me right away. How do we make it through to meet Him again? We must remember that He is always there for us and only wants the best for us. We must come to know Him. What a simple thing, but if we really knew Him, would the world be the way it is? That is going to be my goal while I am here at BYU. I am going to truly come to know Him. 

Unpacking, J-Dawgs, and Frozen Yogurt

     I am finally all unpacked. It took literally all day. Going back and forth from my storage unit to make sure I had everything was crazy. It took one trip to get everything here, but I went back to make sure. When I unpacked my car after multiple trips from my car to my apartment and vice versa I did not want to do anything else because I was so tired, but I did it anyways. It needed to be done. Then came the actual unpacking. It looked like a tornado went through the room and then a bomb exploded. I did get it all worked out. Trying to figure out where to put things to make it look nice and not too cluttered and how to make it look more like home was the hardest part of the whole day. It was a lot of work, but it was all worth it, and now when Meghan comes back it won't be crazy.
     I feel better now. I ate a lot today too which probably helps as well. The past four days I have just not been hungry so I have barely eaten, but today I feasted. First off, I want to ask how BYU deems an apartment approved housing. I do not know if mine should be approved. It is too close to this hot dog place called J-Dawgs. Now, I know most of you are thinking it is just a hotdog. No. These are not JUST hotdogs. These are like manna from heaven with their "special sauce" and if I am in the mood sauerkraut or banana peppers. I would never eat either of those things any other time, but it just makes my j-dawg better. I ate three today. I know that is not good, but I bought two for myself. They did not believe that I could eat both of them because I am kind of tiny and these are not small so just for their entertainment they gave me a third one for free. I ate all three. I can pack it down. I put some guys in there to shame. I bet they will never do that again! They watched me the whole time I ate to make sure I would eat it all. One thing I learned at EFY is guys like girls who can get dirty and pack it down. I can do both! Today proves both of them. I got hot, sweaty, and dirty while moving, and I certainly packed it down!
     I also got to spend time with a couple guys I work with in BYUSA. We went to a frozen yogurt place close to one's apartment and enjoyed. It is weird, but the more I talk to one of them the more I realize how alike we are. He could be my big brother and no one would know the difference. Today we got talking about our favorite things to do. My favorite thing is to curl up in a blanket no matter how hot it is outside and watch a movie while eating extra buttery popcorn. Strangely enough, that is his favorite thing too. Another example. I am not sure I want to bring my fiance to my home ward before I get married. It is a lot of pressure from family friends that you just don't need before you get married. He is the same. There are other things that I learned from being with him every day this week and almost every day the week before I left. He is just like a big brother. Like he said, we are the Ice Cream Amigos!