Christmas

Christmas is my favorite time of year!! The semester is winding down, and we get a break from school. I get to go to California and see my family, not to mention my new niece who I haven't been able to see yet! She was born in August. I am just in the mood to read fun books that have nothing to do with classes. I am leaving for California in a week from today! I am really excited for a relaxing two and a half weeks and especially for my sister's wedding. Anyway, I have nothing clever to say so I'm signing off. Adios.

Election

Well, we have a new president. I am interested to see what he will do with the power he has gained. And Prop 8 has passed in Cali. I hope it sticks. Not that I have much objection to gays getting married, I just feel like I have a right not to want my kids to learn about gay marriage in kindergarten and the right to have my church stay open even though we won't allow gay couples to marry there. Separation of church and state people. First amendment. Freedom of religion... Ring a bell? Anyway, that's it for now. I'm not one for politics. It makes my head hurt and makes me just worry about the future more than I should. Trust the prophet and all will be well. God Bless America.

Rain

Man do I love the rain! Most people had cloudy, rainy weather but it is my favorite kind. It finally rained today for more than 5 minutes. I was enjoying all the thunder as well. Rain is just beautiful. Although, there is a downside, which is that I will have to start walking to school, instead of riding my bike, when it rains. So that'll take more time. But I am trying to really enjoy the rain before it starts snowing everyday. In Paradise it would sometimes rain for weeks at a time without letting up and I miss that weather! I can't wait until I can enjoy a good rainstorm and not have that nagging feeling in the back of my mind telling me I should be doing schoolwork. In fact, I can't wait until I can enjoy anything without that nagging feeling. Anyway, just thought I'd share my love of rainy weather!

Estoy terminado con Espanol 101!!

Yes, I am finished with the first block of my Spanish this semester. Spanish 101 is done with and Spanish 102 has begun. I even got 100% on my final oral exam. Woo hoo. Spanish is hard though. But at least I'm halfway done. Anyway, just thought I'd mention that. Other than that everyone who's reading this and actually knows me should come to my Halloween Party! If you need details just leave a comment with someway to reach you and I'll give you the info. I love Halloween!

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All I've got to say today is this: Gyn Exams... Eww.

No time to blog

School is so time consuming. No one tells you that when you begin college, it is almost all you can do. I work a measly 10 hours a week, and the rest is usually spent going to class or doing homework. Learning another language is quite hard. I don't really enjoy it. Spanish is great and I'm glad that eventually I will be able to speak it fluently, but I have a long way to go. The grammar is very hard to remember, but I'll get through it. I've been reading the His Dark Materials series. I LOVE it. But when I told my sister this she got this weird look on her face and then said "Didn't the Church say you shouldn't read that?" And I'm like "WHAT? Hmm... I remember getting a email saying that is was completely atheist, etc. so I shouldn't watch it, but that wasn't a Church press release." But she was still thinking that I'm a devil or something. Honestly people... I'm almost done with the first book and I'm not questioning my beliefs yet. Well, I love it still, and don't think there's anything wrong with it. Anyway, now I have to go do some Philosophy and ponder the classic "If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a noise?" question, and have to think that if there is no ear to hear the noise, then perhaps it doesn't make a noise, but who even knows? I am no philosopher and I've never pretended to be. Oy vey.

Some thoughts

Well, I guess I should blog since I haven't in a while. I feel ill. Class hurts my head, but in a good way, I think. I can't stop watching Gilmore Girls instead of doing homework. I found a spider the size of Aragog (see Harry Potter) in my living room. I'm almost positive it came over in our stuff from the last apartment. We are having a garage sale this weekend. It's at 8 in the morning, so no sleeping in. I haven't been sleeping well. Brady is already back into his late night working hours, so I can't get to sleep easily. Plus I've been reading Twilight again, well the series, and I can't stop reading it, so not only can I not sleep because Brady isn't there, I am being kept up late by the intriguing story of a vampire/human romance. I don't have much on my mind right now. I'm kind of feeling dull right now. SO, until some original thought enters my mind, this is it. Cheers.

Espanol clase es muy dificil!

So classes started last week! How fun. This semester is going to be so intense. It already is. My Spanish class is so out of control already, but I'm keeping up so far. But here's something I can't stand. When guys stare... Honestly! It's not like I'm some blonde bombshell (although Brady may say otherwise) I'm just an ordinary girl, so why do boys always feel the need to stare? We were waiting in line at Walmart yesterday to return some goods that were unsatisfactory and this guy (he looked like a tool to me) with buttons on his back pants pockets, pants, which by the way were cuffed, and he just thinks he can look at me all he wants. And what is with the emo dressing craze these days? Tight girl pants on boys? Either these boys are chicken skinny or are huge and so either way the tight pants look terrible yet they seem to think they look good and continue to do this. Why, one may wonder? I cannot give you an adequate answer seeing as how I myself can't seem to figure out the appeal. But whatever. To each his own, or her own, I suppose. I have just pondered what I wrote in this entry and realized that perhaps I like to rant. I just don't understand things and wish someone could make some sense of life. If anyone has any answers, feel free to let me in on the secret.

Sweet Money

So we sold our weird, ugly couch. We got it for free from Brady's friends and the couch cover we bought with wedding gift cards so we made a sweet $150 profit. Awesome. But now we have no where to sit in our living room except my sister's desk chair she left with us and our own IKEA desk chair. It's quite uncomfortable but we are moving in 3 days so no worries. On another note, I have been truly obsessed with the Titanic lately and her tragic story. Not the movie with Leo in it, but the actual historical incident. It was so horrendous and unimaginable that I can't even comprehend what it would have been like to go from feeling so privileged to be on the greatest ship ever built's maiden voyage to realizing that she was sinking and you had to leave behind your husband or sink with the ship. It's probably morbid and maybe something is wrong with me, but I can't get enough of her history. It creeps the heck out of me, but it's so fascinating. As long as I can remember I've never, ever wanted to go on a cruise because of the legendary Titanic and that was before I knew so much about it. Now I definitely never want to go on a cruise. Anyway, that's it for tonight.

Raise Your Hand if You Bathed in Cologne.

So, today was my last or maybe second to last time in my ward. Sad, I'll have to be moving on to a new ward and answer those same, over-asked questions. What's your major? What's your husband studying? How long have you been married? Where are you from? Where are you living? As if anyone besides real friends ever remember that kind of stuff. Oh well, I'll live. But one thing I will say is that I have a guilty conscience. A couple sat in front of Brady and I today and his cologne was really strong and I whispered to Brady "Raise your hand if you bathed in cologne" and the next thing I know the guy gets up and leaves for a few minutes and when he comes back I can't smell his cologne at all. Apparently he heard me and washed it off! I felt kinda bad, but at least I didn't get a headache from smelling it all sacrament meeting. Anyway, maybe that'll give you a chuckle, whoever might be reading this. I guess I'll go continue my sentence of having to pack everything in my house because of a certain someone's incompetence at renting causing Brady and I to find shelter elsewhere. Good day to you all. Cheers.

Saturday in the Hood

Brady and I went to eat Indian food at Tandoori Grill this afternoon and it was disappointing. Brady was really hoping for good things, but he didn't like it. But oh well. Then we went to see Kung Fu Panda. Pretty funny, I'd say. I love Jack Black. Then we've just been packing all day. Moving isn't fun, but I have all my clothes ready to go, and my shoes, so that's awesome. And I'm doing the kitchen tonight. Tomorrow is the last day in my present ward. It will be sad, I think, especially for Brady since he loves some of the people there. I will be sad that I'm not in Nat's ward anymore, but that just means she needs to move into our new ward with us. Hint Hint, Nat. Anyway, I'm watching She's the Man right now. This is such a hilarious movie. Seriously. I guess that's it. I don't have anything much to say. Dinner time!

Dreams and Bathrooms

Well, is it just me or is it totally creepy when people sit on the couches or chairs in the girls bathroom and just read? Half the time I go in there there is someone reading in there. There is no lack of quiet places to read in the library, especially where you aren't interrupted with the sounds of bathroom and toilets flushing. It's just weird. And totally creepy. Anyway, I was dreaming like a mad woman last night. I dreamt about spiders running across the floor and then jumping up and over people. As if it isn't scary enough with all those legs and that they can climb walls, they have to also jump 10 feet in the air. CREEPY. Then I dreamt my sisters, Brady and I went to visit my old high school friend Nikki in New York (she doesn't live in NY). We road a rickety elevator up to the 120th floor, where she lived, and there was a party and a book signing going on. It was Stephenie Meyer, and so my sisters, Brady, and I all got books signed by her. It was awesome. Then I dreamt about my friend Kate and her family, but I remember less about them. I think we might have been camping... Anyway, weird night, and every time I woke up during the night I felt spiders crawling on me. I really am starting to think I have severe Arachnophobia. It is the worst.

New Apartment!!

So Brady and I finally found a great place. Luckily we have signed the contact with about 9 days to spare, so it's not like that year where we had about 3 days left until we were homeless. It's a 2 bedroom, 2 bath, newly remodeled, and it's beautiful! Wood floors in the living room, tile in the kitchen and carpet in the bedrooms. It's going to be so great. And the landlords are twins in their 60s most likely! So great. Anyway, we are so excited to move in. I certainly can't wait. The 29th is the day. Let's hope this works out well!!

I can't take the boredom!

It's just too much. Here at work it is VERY slow, excruciatingly slow. I often wonder what I could get done if every time it was slow at work I could go home. Would I read twice as many books? Would I clean the house twice as often? Or would I simply get in some good lounging time? I would most definitely watch more Gilmore Girls. I could have the apartment packed in no time at all. Perhaps I could learn to speak French and Spanish. Or figure out how to make a chocolate sufle. I could work out a ton, and get really big muscles. I could adopt a kitty and have time to take care of her. Or maybe I could write a book. By now, if I had been able to go home ever boring day at work, I could probably have written at least 2 books, maybe more. Perhaps I would already be a celebrity and making millions of dollars. But, I suppose we'll never know what could have become of all the long, slow, boring hours that I've spent at work.

Busy Busy

Well, it has been a busy couple of weeks! To say the least. Brady and I went on vacation to Carpenteria, CA with my family. It was a great trip, lots of relaxing on the beach and boogie boarding. Although, we did have to end our trip a day early because we found out that my grandfather had passed away. I wasn't too upset when I heard the news because he had been really sick for a long time so it wasn't unexpected. Unfortunately, I wasn't prepared for the grief I experienced at the funeral an burial. I'm going to miss him. We did have a good visit with my grandma after that. I think she'll be ok, although I'm not sure if she realizes just how alone she is going to be now. She's strong, though. She'll be fine.
On a more annoying, but sort of exciting, note, our landlords decided to raise our rent, claiming that they had others who would pay even more for the place, and that raising the rent $55 was really a great deal for us. LAME. And you know what? No one is renting the house for more than that. He totally lied to us. So stupid. But since we've had a horrible experience here, we are glad to be moving on and are excited to move into our new place. The landlords are a pair of twins, the brother doing all the handy work, and the sister handling the finances. It is all newly remodeled too, so it's really nice. And it's not a basement, which makes me love it!! Awesome. Anyway, so we are packing up a storm and trying to get ready for the move. Only about 10 days now and we'll be in our new place. Anyway, that's about it.

Tuesday Thoughts

So, we went camping over the weekend. It was pretty dang fun. And we are wanting to go again. We have the beach trip coming up soon! I'm pretty excited for that. And I've been reading like a fiend and losing weight as much as possible. I'm up to 12 lbs. That's pretty good, but I want to lose at least 20 before the trip. We'll see if I can manage that. It's coming up soon. Anyway, I'm feeling ill and need to eat before I go to work for 5 hours. Cheers.

Lame People

So, my poor husband got his hand cut open by an idiot at work. My husband, Brady, washes windows on campus, anything 10 feet high or higher, and a co-worker decided to throw a window scraper, the kind with a razor blade on the end of it, and it cut a huge gash on the top of Brady's hand, as well as the knuckles on the opposite hand. Now he can barely even move them and can't do anything for probably a week. Not to mention the week of work he'll miss because of it. That guy should give us his paycheck. I mean, times are tight this summer, so we need to work every hour we can and now Brady will be out of commission for a week. This sucks. I hate when we suffer for the stupidity of others. OH well, I just feel really bad for him. On a lighter note, we went to IKEA and got some great new furniture! Happy day. And my sister's official wedding date is January 2nd!

Church

Church is always an interesting experience. So, I'm in a ward that is mostly young married couples without any kids, and so people move in and out all the time. Usually we don't really make a fuss when people leave, but today, one of the counselors of the Bishopric is moving on, or just getting a new calling, who really knows? But we had a twenty minute tribute to him and his family, which is fine, I'll miss him but I think it's not a very good thing to do. It was almost like saying that his calling made him better or more important than the rest of the ward. The fact that others didn't get the same courtesy just makes everyone else feel less important to the Bishop and rest of the ward. But oh well. It doesn't really matter. Just annoying and probably not a good thing to do. Just thought I'd write about it.

Inevitable

Well, I guess it was inevitable that I would start my own blog. I mean, practically everyone is doing it. But that brings up the question of what I think is important enough to write down. What thoughts and musings of mine will anyone want to read? Maybe I'll just write what is going on in my life right now, for lack of a better topic. My sister is engaged. And I couldn't be more happy for her. I'm so excited to be a bridesmaid. I've never been one before. I've been a bride, which was great. It's unfortunate that you only get to wear the dress once. It was so beautiful. But now it's my turn to be in the background, which I think I will like almost as much as getting married myself. I grew up in Paradise, in northern California and it's pretty much on fire right now. I'm afraid my parents will lose their home and that would really be bad. But it looks like the fire will stay away, but who knows? We'll just have to wait and see. Fire seems like a horrible way to go. Out of all the natural disasters people seem to be more afraid of earthquakes, tornadoes, and hurricanes than fire. But with any of those three happen, there are some things left over. A house may be toppled but at least there is wood left and other things that can be used again. Not with fire. Once a fire burns your house, it's gone. There's nothing you can do but wipe it away and start over. Nothing left... Well, that's my thoughts for right now. Until next time.