Monday, September 22, 2008

Made to Bounce Like This

I love peanut butter and celery. Just had a feast of that. Absolutely delicious. I just purchased way too much food and am excited to eat it all as fast as possible. Also, here's my missionary picture. I know you've all been waiting for it:

Not the best in the world, but thanks to Erin and some photoshop skills, it's slightly better than it was. I guess the idea that you can't polish a turd is applicable here, but I like to think it's not quite that bad. Anyway, I submitted my papers to the bishop, so another week and they'll actually be sent in.. hopefully. I'm getting excited and I'm getting nervous.. but mostly excited. So I take that as a good sign. I'm also going into the TRC tomorrow morning for the first time, so I'm sure that will be good for me as well as interesting.

Other than that, life is really busy. I have pretty much no time this week that isn't already scheduled, which makes time go by quickly, but also doesn't make for much time to relax, which would be nice right about now. But that's ok. That's what school is I guess.

Something I was contemplating today on my way home from work.. this deep thought caused me to miss two calls and a voicemail when I could have easily heard them by the way.. is that I love some people a lot and I wish that I could somehow make their lives better. I know that there isn't anything I can say or do for some people, but I really wish I could without it being weird or whatever. Maybe I worry too much, but we all need help sometimes and I wish I was better at providing that help. I wish I could just make some people see how wonderful they are and what potential they have and how they deserve the best, but that can sometimes be impossible, and you really can't make anyone do anything if they don't want to. Anyway, I guess it's better that I have a desire to help people even when I can't than to be indifferent... or is it? I don't even know.

But I would like to take a moment to make a tribute to our young friend, Mr. Chris Brown. Sexy from the age of 14, he's just a charmer and you gotta give him props for that. I'll let him call me shorty and grab my hand any day. I maintain that he's a little bit of a punk, but boy can that kid dance. So in the legendary words of this prodigy (yep, I said it), "I think I'll say, 'Yo! I don't know your name, but excuse me miss. I saw you from across the room. And I gotta admit that you got my attention. You're making me wanna say, "Yo!"'"

Monday, September 8, 2008

My Rainy Parade

This past week has brought a few big changes into my life. I started school again (only two classes, but the homework still hasn't ceased to amaze me), moved into my new apartment, met my new roommate (her name is Cheryl.. very nice girl), changed wards, and actually started my mission papers which I'm putting in in three and a half short weeks. And with all this excitment also came a soar throat and sore muscles. I'm assuming this has happened because I'm a little more stressed than usual, especially since I'm adjusting and have run out of money completely due to tuition sneaking up on me. But I must say that it really has come at the most inconvient time possible. I have my doctor's appointments this week for my physical and I'm a little scared that they'll say I have to reschedule or something due to my not being at the top of my game. But rather than giving up hope, I just popped some pain killers and am going to try to fight through it today. Maybe they won't notice my swollen glands. Here's hoping.

Some other important events...

I climbed my first fence on Thursday night. It was incredible. I was terrified because I can really be a big baby sometimes, but Mallory, being the angel that she is, was patient with me and held my hand the whole way through. It really was a perfect ending to that day though. I had been pretty stressed out that day, feeling overwhelmed and tired about school and money.. the usual. So when me and Mallory went for a jog, I thought I would just do two miles (which is sadly more than I usually do since I never go running anymore) and call it a night. But when I started running on the track, all I could do was look up at the sky and the beautiful mountains and think about how life really isn't so bad. It felt so good to run so I just kept going and ran for four miles instead. That is some theraputic shiz.

Non sono molto bene con italiano. I also started my feared Italian 202 class last week. Scary stuff. It's gonna be a toughie for me. Good news though! The professor is really good and the people seem to be pretty nice so far, so life isn't so bad after all. And I must say I love the language. It's just learning it that kicks my butt.

I also got to go to my cousin's baby's blessing last Sunday and it was so good to see the family. I hadn't seen my cousins in years and it was great to spend some time with them. It was also amazing as usual to see my grandparents. After the blessing, we went to the park and had a bbq, after which I went home with about 17 pounds of beef, some jell-o salad-like dishes, cookies, and tomatos. Sometimes being the student in the family has it's advantages apparently.

Off to school I go.


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