Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Ha, Fooled You

Okay, I don't really assume I've fooled anyone. I just wanted to mention that I am not getting a roommate. Apparently I AM cursed. The villa won't allow people to sign new contracts unless they go to school. The girl who would have bought my would-have-been roommate's contract was preparing for a mission and, therefore, not going to school. I'm not sure how this new policy will affect those who have to resign contracts come Spring and Summer, but I personally think the rule is dumb. So, I don't get a new roommate. And yet there was a willing victim. (Sigh) what a shame.

Monday, January 28, 2008

A New Beginning

I’m pretty sure everyone who reads this already knows that Gordon B. Hinckley passed on last night. I’m not entirely sure what to write. Nothing I can say can do him justice. I’m happy for him. I think I went through the grief process really (really) quickly and now I am more excited for the new beginning that approaches. I don’t think President Hinckley has stopped at all. I think he’s continuing the work just as fervently on the other side (with his wife by his side again). He is an amazing man.

Saturday, January 26, 2008


I think I’ve found Utopia. Where you ask? BYU 2nd ward! I guess it’s how every ward is supposed to be. The same motto that exists for our ward exists for every member of the church. Still, I don’t think I could be among a better group of people.

This week a girl in my ward had a birthday. To celebrate we went to the tumbling gym today. It was a lot of fun. This is coming from the girl who has sat on the sidelines for as long as she can remember. Gosh I’m trying to figure out how to tell you all how wonderful my ward is without admitting to how pathetic I am. In short, I’m glad I stayed here another semester.

Friday, January 25, 2008

Maybe I'm Not Cursed

Today a girl came to look at our apartment. This means that I'm might get a roommate. Obviously this doesn't exactly thrill me, but I feel like it should. Me being left to a room by myself is not a good thing. This will force more interaction which will be good for me.

She looks like she is possibly my complete opposite. Don't worry though; it's been a while since I've roomed with someone completely new. This will be good. The ward directory is almost complete. I wonder if she will be able to mysteriously find her way into it in time.

Hmm, perhaps I should explain because I don't remember how much I've said about this in the past. My would-have-been roommate decided she needed a change and decided to move to a completely new ward without knowing anyone. (No, I did not scare her away... at least I don't think I did). These last few weeks I've had a room to myself. Yea. Umm, not that I'm sad to share a room like I'm supposed to...

Monday, January 21, 2008

Change in Direction

Sometimes I really feel dumb, and I try to take away the past. Sometimes it works. Sometimes it doesn't. I wonder what my roommates think as they hear me in my room talking to myself.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

The End of the Pills

I know it probably sounds weird that I am rejoicing, but I so am! Man alive, I will never take prochlorperazine again!!! I don’t care if I am gagging up a storm, I can not take the fuzziness it induces on me.

Explanatory Note: I mentioned earlier going to the doctor. Prochlorperazine is the drug the doctor prescribed for me so that I would be able to keep my food down. Well, I’ve never really had a problem keeping my food down. So, I’m not entirely sure why I kept taking the pills. One of the side effects was drowsiness, and boy did it fuzzy up my head! However, I’ve reached the bottom of the bottle, and there definitely is rejoicing happening.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Back to Health?

Last week I had a hard time eating. My stomach got upset when in contact with food. That's kind of not a good thing if you want to live and survive. Well, slowly, but surely, I got myself right back up to par and ready for a life full of food. Come Sunday and I thought I was totally back to normal. Monday morning, of course, my stomach decided it didn't want to be healed and I threw up at work.

Well, normally I don't like to go to the doctor for little things like throwing up, but my stomach was acting really strangely and I decided this was important. Say goodbye to my classes because I skipped them all to salvage my health. Ding-a-ling, the doctor said there really was something wrong with me. Monday I was restricted to a clear liquid diet and I was supposed to work myself up to full eating capacity. Well, now it's Thursday. I want to say I'm all better, but I can't help but look backwards. I had already thought I was all better by last Saturday. Somehow I had regressed and started over. So here's my question: Am I really all better? I really don't want another clear liquid diet. There's nothing worse than entering your room with full intention of eating all kinds of junk food and then realizing you can't have any of it. (Of course, you can argue with that). So there's the story.

Oh, and on another note, the medication I got really does make me drowsy. If I seem a little loopy, it's the medication.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Always When

Isn’t it always when you are the least prepared that the worst things happen?

Monday, January 07, 2008

Back to School

First day of classes: yes I'm scared.

Decision: In my Russian 323 I became adequately terrified. I immediately resolved that I had no chance in Russian 422. Then I went to 422 I realized that I understand almost everything. However, being in the same classes with people who I know teach at the MTC is still daunting. Still, at least I have friends. So what if they look at me like a beginner...that's basically what I am.

Religion class?: I need to be less impatient. Impatience has led to hold on my schedule (not putting a statement in with my tuition money).

Question: How many alarm clocks randomly decide to become 20 minutes slow? I understand sleeping through alarms, forgetting to set alarms, but stopping time itself? I think I just have bad luck. Which is kind of funny because notice that it didn't start to rain in California until after I left. But of course, maybe that was due to Raeann being in my same car.

Will I survive?: Of course! I might be in pieces, but I'll survive.