so tired, but almost done for the day

so i've been taking finals since wednesday. sad i know because yesterday was the last day of classes. i've taken my spanish oral exam and my polynesian dance exam. today is supposed to be my reading day, but i went to campus to study and crashed the english department's christmas party. it was really good food by catering, and i'm really glad that i had it. i then went into work becuase i could study there and it would be quiet, and not very many things have happened today.

i think that as i study i reach a point where i just don't care anymore. it's been a really busy last week of classes, and now i just have to finish the finals. but while i was sitting here at work studying i think i've reached that point where i just don't care anymore. it's like i've been staring at my spanish book for so long that if i close my eyes i'm pretty sure that i'll see the escinas or my vocab words highlighted in blue or my grammar highlighted in pink. (escinas are these things that teach us about the culture through following the daily life of a college student. 18 chapters of escinas and i think we covered a whopping four days!!!)

after i leave work today though, i'll go and take the written spanish final. it should be pretty easy, and i think that it won't take me very long. on the regular test, which are 70 questions, i take 10-20 minutes. this might take me half an hour. pretty easy. after this i should go and work on my final for chum 250, but i've been on campus all day, and i have until wednesday to get it all done, or if you really want to be picky, i have until 8 on thursday morning because that's when matt will pick up the programs.

tomorrow i should take my english 292 exam, i think that i will. hopefully i'll be able to get it done pretty early because tomorrow is my birthday, and i think that i would like chill time. that could be very nice.

i don't really have any plans for my birthday yet. my roomates and i want to invite people over, but we haven't really gotten on that, and a couple of the roomies are going on dates, because they are all dating machines. maybe some day i'll introduce my roomies to you. for now though i will tell you what i call them by. (i would say their names, but they aren't really, these names range from first names, to adjectives, to last names!) my roomies are heidi, linda, bre, jackson, and natalie! okay true, those are mostly first names, but oh well.

anyways, until later, have a great day team.

new job!!!!!!

this is going to be just random thoughts and they will probably be only one sentence long... so here we go!
so today i start a new job in the english composition office. so far it seems pretty chill, and i'm excited.
last night i went ice skating and that was really cool, i wish that i was better at it, so maybe i should do this more often.
um, yeah, the poet is in a relationship and it's not with me. suck!
the school year is almost over and i haven't taken over the world yet... so many things to do, so little time.
and i think that tops it for random thoughts of the day. yay! peace out guys.

nasty.....

i was reading the post of yesterday, and i realized just how crazy it sounded. it was like i didn't read it before i posted it. hopefully today will be a wee bit better.
so some things happened today, but other things were odd i guess is the word. i didn't have spanish class because i had two spanish midterms today. i had to take the oral exam and then the written exam. the oral exam was pretty much rockin'. i'm not saying that i would do it again right now if i could, but that it went better than i thought that it would. then i took the written exam at five thirty. i was really tired and didn't really care anymore. two midterms in one day isn't hard, it's just that i wasn't expecting it during the middle of the semester. the most finals that i've ever taken in one day is i think four. yeah, in the middle of test number three that's when you stop caring.
so i was originally supposed to take the written exam at eight, but i wanted to see the poet tonight so i took the test early. he was pretty much amazing. we talked about different classes that we are taking, have already taken, or have to take all over again. there were good laughs and i can't wait to talk to him more. i like to make him laugh. i like to make people laugh in general just because it makes me happy.
yeah the shoutout of the day goes to elizabeth, who i will refer to as jackson in this blog. we were getting ready to go to fhe tonight and we we're putting on smell good stuff, and so i was spraying some and she turned around while she was talking and got a whole mouthfull. i started to laugh then, which made me inhale the fumes, and needless to say, it does not taste as good as it smells.
well foolios, i gotta go, but i will post again tomorrow. hurrah!!!!!

The new world of college

so i admit that it has been a long time since i last posted anything. i would have kept up writing during the summer but i felt like death in the end so i stopped writing and started sleeping. while at times it was great that i was at work, i felt the pain of the situation and the fact that i hadn't been able to see my mom or participate in my family.
some of the things that kept me alive was the fact that at my day job they let me drive the buses. it was fun and i liked it a lot and it kept my happy in all of surrounding badness. the other thing that kept me alive were the fact that i had drumline to come back to, i could see my mom again at the end of the month of august when i went back out to utah, and the other thing that kept me alive was the hope that this year would blow away all other years. i think that so far this year has been going very well.
i came back out here to provo, and so far i've enjoyed it thoroughly. it has been pretty successfull, and i also think that it relieves the stress on my parents when i leave. i've gone on more dates this year than i went on my freshmen and sophomore year combined. it's been busy; i've had drumline to suck away most of my time, searching for a man, and helping my friends and laughing at myself when i make ridiculous mistakes.
one of my favorite classes so far is my computer and humanities class. it's a lot of fun and i design web pages.
as of right now life could be better. i slept a lot this weekend, and the fact that i don't like is i think that i could sleep more. it was a restfull sleep.
my favorite adventure of the weekend was halloween. i went to this party, and i'm not really the partying kind of person. one of my roomates and i decided to leave and this other kid was there and he went and collected everyone else that wanted to leave too. in this group is a guy that i could be searching for. we shall call him the poet. he's in an english class with me and he's in my ward. he's all around charming and funny. he decided to walk home with us and he was dressed like this uber nerd. it was great! he was walking ahead of me and my roomies and one of the roomies came up with the plan that roomie one and i should go up to the poet and link our arms together. we we're going to do this and then he surprised us because he thought we were going to kick him. we finally were able to accomplish our goal, and i said something to the affect of i bet that's never happened to a math nerd, and the poet said, you're right. we then continued walking until we had almost reached home and then i needed a drink of my "rum" because i was thirsty.
later that night the poet came to visit because he thought that our apartment was going to go on an adventure. we weren't though, so unfortunately he left.
it was after church today and a roomie came up and asked me if there was anything going between me and the poet. i said that as far as i knew there was nothing and that he had a different love interest. it's true, unfortunately i think that he does. as for now though, i think that i have to go to ward prayer so i can see the poet. shout out to the flanagans and this is for cari dahl because she thinks that my blog is dead, but i can say that i'm about to come alive!! get ready to share this adventure...

my favorite time of days.

i have maybe three favorite times a day. the first time that's my favorite is seeing the sunset. i don't really see it, but it lets me know that the night is almost over, and that i can go home in a couple of hours. today the sunset turned the sky reddish pink. it doesn't normally do that. it usually is just the blue purple pink and gold, but today it was just the reddish pink.
my second favorite part of the day is when i walk home. some nights when i walk home i see the lightning in the sky. it lights up the world with awesome lightning strikes and so on. then i remember that i'm standing next to a metal building and should probably start walking home. other nights, like tonight, the sky is lit up with the stars. while it's not the same as living in the country it is a close second. when i walk home i find the different constillations and look at how bright they are. it reminds me of things that i like, and it keeps me going when i can't feel anything anymore. it reminds me of what a real vacation is, and how i need one of those. i'll get that vacation when i go back to school. i know that school is school and sometimes it sucks, but it's better than how i live now.
my third favorite thing of the day is probably logging onto facebook and writing on my blog so early in the morning. i hope that you guys are excited when you see that i've posted on my blog, and i enjoy the messages that friends send me on facebook.
it's kind of sad that i only have three favorite things per day. i know that they aren't much, but they matter to me. as of now, i can't really think or feel anymore, so i think it's time for bed. good night!

maybe it's time for me to get a better duty!

yeah, i just got home from work. it was a long night, and i think that it was full of many discoveries that inspire me to be like nacho and to find a different job.
these discoveries are related based on the fact that it deals with the same issue. while at work i have three shadows. i have my regular shadow, that's normal, i expect it to be there.
shadow #1: this shadow is 200+ pounds, and not all muscle. whenever i have to work with codename "mountain man" i get to hear him talk about ridiculous things. he invited me to go motorcycle riding with him this weekend. i graciously declined that opportunity. whenever i have to work with him i hope that i'm upwind, because there is a stench that comes from him. it's not a smell, it's a stench. everybody at work has a smell because of the gross gloves that we have to wear, but there is something more to mountain man. in general i find him to be a nice guy except that his whole life revolves around banging the next chick and riding his motorcycle.
shadow #2: this shadow may not be 200+ pounds but he is a real handful. codename "D-man" is 19 and has issues. i was working with glue today, and i got some strands of glue caught on my pants. i was in the process of pulling them off when he asked if he could help. yeah. . . about that. . .i'm thinking it's a no go. nice kid, but he does believe in God, and he doesn't believe in God. that issue will have to be saved for another night.
i just woke up my grandpa, i got to go to bed or something like it. i love you all and peace out.

the truth about the summertime this year around

so i think that the first thing that i'll cover in this blog is probably the floods. i don't think that they were as bad as the media would like you to think. while it was bad enough that i had to drive 45 minutes to get to a town that is only 15 minutes away, i think that it could have been a lot worse. it still was pretty bad. one of the main roads into albion had so much water flowing over it that the water tore the road away in parts. it wasn't just an inch or two. i was going to ride my bike through it but when the water was half way up the bike and i was only a third of the way through i decided to turn around. it was three to five feet deep across that road. suck! the affect that it has on the economy could be huge. corn production has gone down because most farmers didn't have time to plant before the floods, and those that did had there seeds washed away in some parts. i think to find out how much damage the floods caused will have to wait until we see the yields in the fall.
so the second thing of bad news. i found out today that production is so slow at the factory that if we don't get any new orders in there will be layoffs. they will start with the temps, so a lot of the day crew will go home. then they're goingt to start with the night shift part timers. it goes in order of whosever been there the shortest amount of time. oh yeah, that would be ME! that really sucks. if i can't detassel this year i need this job. i need it to last until around the first week of august. it's only going to be the second week of july and they are talking about layoffs. that's what you would call bad luck.
so for one of the last truths about summer in this post i turn to family. i have to admit that when i first came home i thought that things were going well in my family. they all seemed happy and there for each other and so on. one night i was getting ready for bed, and my mother and father were too so i was talking to them, and i found an old folder of mine. it wasn't full of my stuff though, it had been emptied and turned into a journal of sorts by my mother. i started reading it and i realized right away that i shouldn't, so i set it down and let it slide. it was a few days later that i went back to it, because i had to know what it was about. i had my assumptions, but i wanted to know if i was right or wrong. i was partially right, but my timing was off.
my mother still hasn't forgiven my dad completely for what happened last summer. i was reading the journal entry, and she was talking about leaving and not ever coming back. i remember when she left before, and it wasn't a happy time. this note was written in february. i felt every stab of sadness as she wrote about leaving and never looking or coming back. she wouldn't just be leaving my dad, she would be leaving my family.
it was sunday morning, and i decided there was no time like the present to confront my mother about the journal. i asked her how things were going. she started to cry, and said that she was concerned for me, she didn't want me to make the same mistake in choosing a complacent husband. the fact that she thinks part of it was a mistake was a stab yet again. i then asked if they had gotten better than last summer. she was silent for a time, and i could see that they hadn't. she then said that they hadn't gotten worse.
i don't think that anyone else in my family knows. my brothers are to busy fighting with each other at times to notice anything else, and my sisters don't live here. although at times i wish i could be elsewhere, i know that i need to be here. i can't just leave them and hope for the best, i will leave them in august, but for now, they need me. i'm not sure how, or why, but i need to be here.
to end on a happier note, i just got home, and in the fridge there was koolaid. it's very tasty, and my favorite drawer is still loaded with candy. peace out childrens!

my new favorite drawer!

so i have to admit that the last couple of weeks have been pretty rocky. i knew what i was in for when i came home. i was home for the grand total of 40 hours and then i decided it was time to leave. that's when i headed for wichita to see my sister and her baby boy. it was the first time that i had ever seen the baby, and it was the first time that i had seen my sister in a year. while it was great to see them, my anxiety over finding a job had reached a breaking point. i knew that i had to come back to iowa to get a job.
there are two jobs here that i hate, but i know that i have to do them. i just have to have a goal in mind. i do these jobs because i have to pay for school, and because school and friends are important to me, and to accomplish school and to see my friends i have to work these two crappy jobs.
so i've been working in the factory for one month and one week. it's been kind of stressful because tom, the manager is really cranky sometimes, and it's always so hard to tell if he's in a good mood or not. i usually just shut up and do the work, but with him breathing down my neck i feel that i can never do the work fast enough to make him happy. so to make him happy i talk about three things: music(more specifically 80's music), politics, and morals. yeah, that's about all that i can do to help tom. when we talk about morals mostly he complains about us complaining about life. so now i'm pretty sure that i could blackmail anyone at the factory, only i decide just to listen.
my other job hasn't started yet, and due to the floods of this year, i don't really know when it will. i work in the cornfields, and i'm personally hoping that it starts the last two week in july. yesterday was the last day that farmers could plant their crops and not have a total loss. they really should be able to plant, but insurance companies are being the real idiots here. they could probably plant all this week, but the insurance companies say no, so it's thanks to them that we're gonna be short this year. like i said i haven't started yet, but i have been in an intense game of phone tag with my boss. we've both called each other twice, but neither of us has talked to the other. Yay! great fun! hopefully i can talk chad up a couple more dollars. that would be nice.
so i'm sure that you are wondering about the title of this blog and it's coming right now. my grandpa is visiting right now, and we hid all these treats in a drawer in the kitchen. i didn't think that he would actually make it out here because he could probably die at any time. he has prostate cancer, and the treatments stopped working. he used to have to go to chemo every week, but when it stopped working, we took him off. one of the last things that he wanted to do was to come out here and see my family. i've never been so happy so see him. it really means a lot to me that he want to come. anyways . . . the drawer. i happened to stumble upon this drawer early today. when i say today i mean yesterday around noon. i wish that you could have seen my face as i looked into this drawer. it's full of little chocolate bars and reeses peanut butter cups. i was pleasantly pleased to see this, and made two chocolate bars part of my breakfast. today was a hard day at work, and when i came home i opened up that drawer, and saw that it was full of chocolate still, i was happy yet again. point one for the home front. SWANK!
yeah, i'm really mixed up on my days. my days start around 11 am and go to 5 am. i sleep from 5 to 11, and i take a nap around 2. so when you read this, think of my time and maybe it will be less confusing. if not oh well, better luck next time. peace out kids! it's 4:30 am!

creepy guy for real this time

so when i firs got home i spent two weeks in wichita with my sister and her son and her husband. it was a great time and i really enjoyed it. a week after i had been home, i went to graduation at the high school, and then i went to mission prep class because 20 year old girls are allowed to go. usually it's just the guys, but this time the laurels were invited, and so i went, and i was one of the oldest people there. the laurels were people that i was a youth leader to at camp and i remember them at camp and youth conference, and it's just hard to imagine them as the laurels. i guess that i'll take what i can get now days. so anyway, there was this guy there who i had never seen before, but i guess he was an rm who went on his mission to ogden utah. i didn't even know his name, and i didn't talk to him at all while i was there.
i got home that night and i was hanging out with my family. i got a phone call and it was from this guy. i don't even know how he found out who i was. it was very odd in my opinion. he asked me if i would like to go out on a date. i said that i needed time to figure out my schedule, because i was looking for work at the time, and so he said that he would call back that wednesday around five. i knew when i hung up from the call that i would have to leave my house before wednesday at five so that i wouldn't have to talk to him.
so wednesday rolled around and it's around 3:50 and i'm getting ready to take my little brother into town, and then i get a phone call. it's him. i still don't know his name, i don't know where he is from, and it's really scary. so we talked. i told him that i wasn't going to date him because i didn't know him. so he decided that it was get to know you time. he knew that i was a byu student and so he told me about his mission. what he told me was that he met a girl on his mission out there, and after he got home he went back out there and got engaged to her. they were engaged for a week maybe, and then she called it off, and two weeks later she was engaged to someone else. i don't know why he shared that with me but oh well. it was then that my mom shouted loud that it was time to go, so i left.
i went on my mini mission, and i was in story city. as i was going there the thought came to my mind how funny it would be if he were there. i laughed to myself and kept going. yeah, i saw him at the open house on saturday. suck! the sisters were there though and they protected me and elizabeth from him.
after church on sunday they told us the real story. the girl that he had "met out in utah" was actually a missionary out here. she served here and was attention deprived and so he gave her the attention that she wanted. his family encouraged him in his endeavors, which is wrong. his father even gave him a blessing saying that he would marry this girl. she was a missionary, which is so wrong. when she went home he waited for a few months then went out there. she agreed to the engagement, but then she came around to her senses. i then told them about the mission prep class incident. i was laughing kind of hard about all of it because he didn't talk to me at all while i was there. at first i kind of felt bad, but now i'm okay with it.
so that is the story of the creepy stalker man. i'm pretty shocked myself. here i was thinking that i was going to go on a boy fast but i found myself bombarded with all the weirdos out there. don't worry caleb, i survived this stalker, i'm sure that i can survive all the others that will probably come.
well, i gotta teach tomorrow, so peace out, and i miss you guys. i love you all and miss our parties. i've seen five movies since i've been home: prince caspian, indiana jones, kung fu panda, the incredible hulk, and get smart. they were all pretty good. get smart was like watching the screenplay for michael scott's movie, only it wasn't catherine zeta jones, it was anne hathaway. it's a good one. you should check it out.

the mini mission of awesome and the creepy stalker guy!

so i was reading the post from last night, and i realized that i spelled allisons wrong. i guess my mind was worn out. so here goes for tonight. yeah, i posted last night at 3:45 a.m. that was great fun.
the mini mission was pretty cool. i showed up on friday and i went to story city. it's an hour away from where i live. the sister missionaries were pretty cool. i met with them and elizabeth about half way through friday. it was kind of boring because it was there planning day, but that was okay because i was really tired. so elizabeth and i talked. it was the first time that we've seen each other since we left byu. we caught up on all the business of non college iowa life and so forth. things look like they are going well for her.
so that first night there the coolest experience of the day was being able to hold a baby racoon. this family rescued a baby racoon from the floods and are raising it. she's pretty awesome and her name is velvet. i got to hold her for a while and then she started to climb all over. so she ended up sitting on my back and sucking on my thumbs and fingers for some of the night. it was cool. that's where those pictures on facebook come from.
saturday was a pretty busy day. i really enjoyed it though. there was a parade in story city and we handed out flyers before the parade. the church was having an open house for 72 hour kits and family history. i managed to hand out a few flyers and that made me pretty happy. after the parade it was the open house. i played piano for that. it was the first time that i've played piano since i came home from utah. i thought it was pretty fun. it was around this time that my bandaid fell off and my chunky knuckle was exposed, so jackson got me a new one. i then started annoying her by showing her my knuckle and shouting out chunky knuckle. it was pretty swank.
we went tracting that night for around 20 minutes. during that time one sister and i placed a book of mormon. it was pretty cool. she seemed really interested. then the sister gave me the option of knocking on a door, and i decided to give it a try. it went very well. i talked with this lady about joseph smith, and gave her a finding faith in christ card. she was really interested, but because of the parade, she had family in town and was hanging with them. she and her family have been out to utah a lot and enjoy the salt lake area. so she took down our information and gave us hers and then we decided we should leave because there were tornadoes out and about.
two other really exciting parts of the day were when the sister took us to the antique carousel. i rode on the carousel, even with my skirt on. it was swankin'. the sister's also took us to this awesome place we call slide mountain. there were three huge slides there and we played on them for a while and then we moved to the playground right next to it.
all in all, it was a pretty good mini mission. on sunday when we went to church, the leaders came into the classrooms during the third hour to announce that the main roads into town were closed, and that we would have to find a different way home. when we got out of church they had closed off most of the downtown area and were starting to close residential areas. they had taken the motor out of the carousel, and the football field and everything was pretty much under water. i used to come to story city to practice for marching band competitions, and to see the football field under water was odd. it wasn't an inch of water, it was probably aroun four to ten feet of water. it was high. but no worries, i'll write about the flooding probably tomorrow, and i think that i'll have to write about creepy stalker guy another time. my mom is sick and i have to teach her class on sunday. i gotta look at the lesson.
see yah later.

chunky knuckles the og(original) and volume 2: the reckoning!

so about two weeks ago i started to work the night shift at the factory across from where i live. i had just gotten off work, and the next day i was going to go on a mini mission. i was ready to go to bed so i was rushing everything. i went into the bathroom and started turning on the lights so that i could take a shower. underneath one of the light switches is a box full of a myriad of different things. i flipped on the switch and as i did, i felt i huge pain on the knuckle of my ring finger, right hand. i look down and blood is pouring from my finger. i looked for what could have done that and in the box was a razor. i looked at the razor, and i could see the chunk of skin that was supposed to be connected to my hand. suck! it was so gross i had to wake up my mother and show her what happened. EEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! so it didn't stop bleeding until two days later. i took my bandaid off during the mini mission and showed jackson the chunky knuckle of doom. i couldn't stop shouting out chunky knuckles. it was really funny. i will have to write about the mini mission tomorrow.
so tonight for the reckoning. i was at work and i was running this thing called the turret, which cuts different designs into metal. i was working and i chopped open my knuckle on my right hand pinky. blood gushed from it, but i didn't have a bandaid, and i couldn't go and find one. so i just wiped it on these really gross gloves that i have to wear. it was one of the sickest experiences of the night. i think that i got hepititus from it. (just kidding, i don't think i did, but these gloves are disgusting).
and now for the !. also while i was working tonight, i was lifting sheets of metal. it looks like i met wolverine from xmen and he decided to cut up my left arm/hand. yeah. today was long i guess is the good word for it.
i'll write more tomorrow. but for now, peace out kids! shout out to the chatfields and the flanagans and the allisions!!

ode to a red van, the many andy bernards of the world, and a whirlpool of awesome!

i set this out on facebook on the 2nd of may. i think. now i'm in kansas with my sister and nephew, and it's the first time that i have seen them in a year, so that means that it's the first time that i have ever seen my nephew. he is pretty awesome. so without further disruption, to the story of traveling home. . .
wow guys, i have to admit that the ride home was in many different ways almost fatal, but i am pleased to say that i have finally made it home, and i wish to share the adventure with you all.
so for the first adventure, the red van of doom. when i left utah i went up to montana to see my grandpa. he has cancer pretty bad, and has to go to chemo every week. so we were up there, and we were supposed to leave that monday, and we did leave. we were driving up the pass between butte montana and bozeman montana when one of the lifters on the red van of awesome stops working. because it stopped working we lost oil pressure, and one of the bearings ripped a hole in our engine somewhere, and oil was leaking. we weren't over the pass yet, but we made it over by turning the van on and off trying to get it over the mountain. we finally reached the top of the mountain, and we don't think that the van will make it any farther, so my dad tries his cell, but there is no coverage. i have two bars, so my parents sent me running up to the top of the mountain right next to the road to see if i can get better coverage to make the call. i ran to the top only to find out that coverage wasn't any better. yeah, i have to admit that definitely took the cake. running up the mountain was like when i decided to hike to the trailhead, i could reach out and touch the mountain. it was basically like crawling really fast on lots of lose rocks and red clay. i wish you all could have seen it. so i get back down to the van, and we decide to see how far our car can coast. turns out that the van can coast for 35 miles. wow.
so we finally get the car to a mechanic where they tell us that we need to find another engine and another transmission for the van to work. we were stuck in a town called three forks, where there was one car shop and two motels, around 5000 people. we went to the car place and found a van for $16,000 with only 15,000 miles on it and it was an 07. we got it on tuesday, and we were going to get a trailer hitch put on it for our trailer at three that after noon. we get to the trailer hitch place and they can't have the hitch there until thursday because it has to be special ordered because of stow and go seating. we found another dealership and bought another van and they put the trailer hitch on then and there for free.
this is where andy bernard comes in. i was chilling with my little brother in the 07 at the dealership where my parents are looking at other cars, and i see a dead look alike for andy bernard, and he was the one that helped my parents pick a van. thank goodness he wasn't as annoying as the andy bernard in the office, and it turns out that he was actually a mormon too! way awesome. so after purchasing an 07, we purchased and 04 and continued on our way on wednesday morning. what a car adventure.
i have to admit that it was pretty awesome owning four vehicles for a short period of time, but on wednesday we returned the '07 and went on our way. it was hard driving through the rain and often times snow, but we finally made it home. it as only when we got home that we realized that everything in the trailer (all of my stuff) was soaked. yeah, i have to admit that i wasn't too happy.
the other cool part about the trip home was when we stopped on wednesday night. we stayed where there was a pool, so my little brother and i wen swimming. true, the swimming pool only went to six feet deep, but my little brother and i decided to create a whirlpool by running around the walls of the pool in a circle. i have to say that it was awesome because it actually worked. i hoped that it would but when it did, that was even better, so i floated around the pool in circles after we got it going.
so i finally made it home yesterday around nine at night, and i have to say that it was a crazy adventure. for sure. i really wanted to write it all in haiku, but that would definitely take too much work. so after being home for only 40 hours i am actually going to go to wichita kansas to help my sister and her baby for all of next week. i shall let you all know how the adventure goes.
cheers

the second to last sunday

so today was a pretty busy sunday. it was the last sunday that i have to play piano, probably until i come back out here in the fall, but i think that i'm going to keep playing, because i like it. it was the last sunday that i got to sing in the ward choir, although i hate our ward choir, it would be so much cooler if we actually sang arrangments of hymns instead of the hymns.
i got visiting taught today, and it was pretty awesome because all of my visiting teachers are so happy. they are really helpful, and they gave me cookies. yeah, i have been trying to take a nap since five, but everyone just keeps coming over, so no nap time. suck!
before i went to sleep last night i think that i came to terms with the whole roommate and best friend thing. i think being a friend is the best place to be right now, and even though it really blows, and i don't understand why he didn't pick me, i think that i can be cool with that. i've decided to make the most of what i got, and right now that is nothing, but i can write that with a smile on my face now, instead of the sadness that was there the day before.
we had a roommate picture day because we were all wearing green. it was pretty much amazing. the only problem is that i totally look so tired in all of the pictures, like a person that needs more sleep but isn't going to get any. oh well.
so this week i have to admit is looking kind of crappy. i have three quizzes due, and four papers due, and a spanish oral exam all before wednesday. other than that, on wednesday i'm going to go to lunch with this guy who i've only talked to twice, but he seems like a nice enough person but i guess we'll see how this rolls. and of course i think that i have a final saturday morning from 7 to 10 which really isn't cool at all, but i guess that i'll take what i can get. i think that i'm going to find time to take the spanish written final sometime this week, plus i think that i'm going to read all of the d and c. speed reading is pretty much amazing.
until later my friends, hasta luego.

part one: the drama before going home

so i have to admit that the last few days have been pretty busy. i spent most of last week writing three papers and i finally had the opportunity to turn them all in by friday. it was a pretty busy week needless to say.
this week there are four papers that i have to write. one is due on monday, the rest are due on tuesday. the only good news about this week is that i don't have spanish class anymore, but the bad news is that i have the spanish oral exam this tuesday at 7:15 in the evening. it really blows.
it is odd to think that by this time next week my parents and my little brother will be on their way out here to get me. then we shall go home, and i shall slave away all summer long. . . doing what though, that is the real question. here are some reasons why i should go home
reason number a: i seem to have this thing for a guy i used to date, the only problem is that he's dating my roommate. yeah, i still don't know what i'm going to do about it, but one of the funniest quotes i've heard about how a person feels about this situation is that the deepest circle of hell is reserved for betrayers, and mutineers. i don't approve of the relationship because i don't think that they took everyone's feelings into account. i don't think that they thought about how their relationship would change the dynamics of our apartment, and his apartment, but oh well.
reason number b: it is time for me to go home, to not have to pay rent, and to see my family again. they are really great people, my family, and i'm rather attached to them. i'm not saying that some people aren't as good as family, i'm just saying that i miss my family.
reason number c: . . . uh, yeah i can only think of two reasons as to why i should go home. i can't change my mind though, and i know that i should go, but why? what am i supposed to do or learn?
so i feel as though there is this other guy in my life, who is in need of a fallback. . . and i think that he keeps coming over here because he can't get the girl that he likes, so he tries for the next best thing. . . and i keep turning him down. yeah, i'm not down with that, i shouldn't be the person that other people settle for, i should be the one that they like, and not the one that they always think that they have.
well, mi amigos, i have church tomorrow at a very early hour, and my head hurts from lack of sleep, but i will keep you posted, and i shall try to post everyday, even when i have to write four papers and take two quizzes for my classes. peace out!

welcome to the wonderful world of prime!

this is the beginning of the iowan chronicles. i have two weeks left out here in utah, and then we shall all get to live the adventure of the summer in iowa. be ready for adventure.