Hey gang! How are you all? that's a ridiculous question. You all want to know how I'm doing! Well, I'm doing very well. I got a 77 on my math test! that's almost 80! Yay me!
One of my friends broke up with her boyfriend earlier this week. So, Friday, we had an impromtu girls night, which included watching I Love Lucy (love this show so much!), painting our nails, and going out to get italian ices. it was so much fun.
As we're driving to the place, on the corner at the light was this guy, dressed in a bunny suit. I don't know why he was there, but he was there, and it made my night.
After our italitan ice/pizza run, we watched psych. I think i found a new favorite show.
what really made me glad was the chance to help a friend in need. I've been needing to see my friends, and I think i've been needing to offer help to my friends. It's been a good bonding experience for us.
Now for the whining part. So, um, one of my roommies is sick. and while I feel bad that she is sick, I feel more paranoid that I'm gonna get sick next! While I know I haven't been around her much, if someone I know is sick, I become super germaphobic/hypochondriadic (don't know if that last part is a word) for like, 24 hours. it's really sad actually. A cold, fine, i can handle that. Anything other than a cold...*goes on self quarantine* I also should get like fifty points for that last word because I could NOT, for the life of me, remember it.
Well, that's all i have to say about my week. Catch you all next week for sure, maybe sooner if i'm bored.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Update Number 7: On that strange thing known as the future
Life is going good. The sun is out, it looks like a great day today, and I can outside without feeling like i'm going to freeze to death.
Just last night I had sushi for the first time. I don't think I love it, but it's tolerable. Like, i can see why people like it. Me? Just give me potstickers and rice and egg rolls and I'm happy.
Boys. Ugh, boys. At the moment, I think there are 3 guys after me. I know of at least one. the other two are just thoughts/word of mouth. But oh boy...I don't know what to do! I mean, I want to find a guy, fall in love, blah blah blah...but I'm just not ready for it now. I'm not ready to be married. Do I want to? Of course I do. But I need to grow up some more, I think. I think I need to learn a little more about myself before I'm totally ready to settle down.
What do i want to be when I grow up? Um, good question. All I really want to be is a mom. But life is unpredicitable, and I want to be prepared for the unexpected. But I don't know if I can teach English or not. I just want to write.
Ever since I was 13, I discovered a way to play make-believe while still sounding somewhat sane: writing. Ever since then, I've come up with lots of ideas (who am I kidding? I ALWAYS have ideas.) for stories. Will I ever get published? I don't know. I'd like to, but I honestly don't know.
I'd like a paus button for life. I just need to think about things here.
Just last night I had sushi for the first time. I don't think I love it, but it's tolerable. Like, i can see why people like it. Me? Just give me potstickers and rice and egg rolls and I'm happy.
Boys. Ugh, boys. At the moment, I think there are 3 guys after me. I know of at least one. the other two are just thoughts/word of mouth. But oh boy...I don't know what to do! I mean, I want to find a guy, fall in love, blah blah blah...but I'm just not ready for it now. I'm not ready to be married. Do I want to? Of course I do. But I need to grow up some more, I think. I think I need to learn a little more about myself before I'm totally ready to settle down.
What do i want to be when I grow up? Um, good question. All I really want to be is a mom. But life is unpredicitable, and I want to be prepared for the unexpected. But I don't know if I can teach English or not. I just want to write.
Ever since I was 13, I discovered a way to play make-believe while still sounding somewhat sane: writing. Ever since then, I've come up with lots of ideas (who am I kidding? I ALWAYS have ideas.) for stories. Will I ever get published? I don't know. I'd like to, but I honestly don't know.
I'd like a paus button for life. I just need to think about things here.
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Rainy Days
It's been raining for the past 3 days. I miss the sun. There is snow in the mountains. Yay for snowpack...
I'm not ready for winter yet. I don't have any of my winter clothes up at school. Not only that...it's too dreary. I don't know how people who live where it rains a lot do it. Besides, I don't have that many books that need reading on these rainy days.
I do love how the cold makes places more cozy. I like cozy. I think cozy is one of those things we humans forget a lot. Mmm...time for a blanket and a good movie, i think.
I'm not ready for winter yet. I don't have any of my winter clothes up at school. Not only that...it's too dreary. I don't know how people who live where it rains a lot do it. Besides, I don't have that many books that need reading on these rainy days.
I do love how the cold makes places more cozy. I like cozy. I think cozy is one of those things we humans forget a lot. Mmm...time for a blanket and a good movie, i think.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Update 6: General Conference
*sigh* It's Sunday morning. No cinnamon rolls. I miss that. It was always the highlight of conference: warm cinnamon rolls, drenched in frosting. *sigh* it's been 3 conferences since I last had cinnamon rolls. While that's not a huge thing to most of you, it is to me.
Mommade. Kinda like homemade, but made by my mom. I miss having her in the kitchen, cooking food. Everything she made was delicious. And I'm struggling to emmulate her meals at school. I miss coming home from school and having a new pair of shoes mom bought for me 'cause she couldn't wear them herself. I miss having things to wear that I can say with pride: my mom made it. Who am I kidding? I miss my mom.
That's what I love about conference. It speaks to my soul. It gives me comfort. It gives me a boost through the next 6 months. It's a reminder that there is a God, and He knows who I am. He knows all about me. He knows what I need to hear. It's a reminder for me to try a little harder to be a little better. it's not easy, but it's not meant to be easy.
One of the many things I love about conference is whenever President Monson speaks. He has a great sense of humor that I just adore. Whenever he recalls and experience, he gets into it, like he's reliving the experience. And it's so great to watch. But what's truly amazing is the convicition he has. Whenever you hear him speak, you know he believes every word he says. There is no getting him to deny what he knows.
Mommade. Kinda like homemade, but made by my mom. I miss having her in the kitchen, cooking food. Everything she made was delicious. And I'm struggling to emmulate her meals at school. I miss coming home from school and having a new pair of shoes mom bought for me 'cause she couldn't wear them herself. I miss having things to wear that I can say with pride: my mom made it. Who am I kidding? I miss my mom.
That's what I love about conference. It speaks to my soul. It gives me comfort. It gives me a boost through the next 6 months. It's a reminder that there is a God, and He knows who I am. He knows all about me. He knows what I need to hear. It's a reminder for me to try a little harder to be a little better. it's not easy, but it's not meant to be easy.
One of the many things I love about conference is whenever President Monson speaks. He has a great sense of humor that I just adore. Whenever he recalls and experience, he gets into it, like he's reliving the experience. And it's so great to watch. But what's truly amazing is the convicition he has. Whenever you hear him speak, you know he believes every word he says. There is no getting him to deny what he knows.
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