One more final, then home on Friday. That's it. Then I'm finally done with this semester. No more ridiculous Humanities papers! Joyous occasion. I'm starting to look forward to going to California for Christmas. It'll be nice to have the warm weather for a few weeks. I didn't even think about the fact that I need to bring short sleeve shirts until Emily was talking about packing for Hawaii. What a strange concept, short sleeves in December.
So I'm hoping that my New Year's Eve is at least a little better than last year's: vomiting is not the best way to start the new year. Perhaps I won't be home alone again. That'd be nice.
We had a roommate powwow last night. People really need to learn to state their problems and to not get offended...oh well. We did what we could.
Lastly, I'm hoping the break will help to temper my...liking...a little bit. Or a lot. It's obviously never going to go anywhere, so I need to give up. Which is proving to be very difficult...since I like him so much. Oh, BYU.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
End of Classes
So I've revamped the old blog...I like it better now. Especially the picture. I do love that picture. If I had a car, I'd go up into the mountains at night and just look at the stars. Often. However, I have no car, nor do I have access to one except at home, and home is considerably farther from the mountains than Provo is.
I'm done with classes for the semesters, reading days are tomorrow and Saturday, which is also the day of my first final (this was my choice). It is cold. Very, very cold. It's barely gotten above the teens for the past three days, at night typically between -5 and 5 degrees. It's five right now. I think there's something wrong if I can show the temperature on one hand...And our super thin windows do not help very much. There is currently ice and frost on them. On the inside. Oh, I got a letter from Dalin today. That was good. I miss him a lot...It's sad that we've talked more since he's gone on his mission than we did in the entire two years between when I moved and when he left. Oh well. Nothing like a mission to bring people together...haha. Not really.
Maddie demands that I be engaged by next year. And by next year, she means 2010. In three weeks. I find this comical...who on earth does she expect me to marry? My family is obsessed. BYU is obsessed. My roommates are obsessed. My stake presidency is obsessed. Everyone! It's getting old.
Jenae is having a bad day...boy troubles, as usual. If a guy likes a girl, it makes sense for him to get her number. Not this guy. Poor girl. Oh well. Life goes on. We'll both find someone eventually.
Is this a kind of magic?
I'm done with classes for the semesters, reading days are tomorrow and Saturday, which is also the day of my first final (this was my choice). It is cold. Very, very cold. It's barely gotten above the teens for the past three days, at night typically between -5 and 5 degrees. It's five right now. I think there's something wrong if I can show the temperature on one hand...And our super thin windows do not help very much. There is currently ice and frost on them. On the inside. Oh, I got a letter from Dalin today. That was good. I miss him a lot...It's sad that we've talked more since he's gone on his mission than we did in the entire two years between when I moved and when he left. Oh well. Nothing like a mission to bring people together...haha. Not really.
Maddie demands that I be engaged by next year. And by next year, she means 2010. In three weeks. I find this comical...who on earth does she expect me to marry? My family is obsessed. BYU is obsessed. My roommates are obsessed. My stake presidency is obsessed. Everyone! It's getting old.
Jenae is having a bad day...boy troubles, as usual. If a guy likes a girl, it makes sense for him to get her number. Not this guy. Poor girl. Oh well. Life goes on. We'll both find someone eventually.
Is this a kind of magic?
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
So close!
Funny quote I saw today:
Some men are born with healthcare, some men achieve healthcare, some men have healthcare thrust upon them.
I liked it.
This is me procrastinating my paper. still. I still have to write at least another seven pages, and yet, I'm writing in my blog. Looking back, it appears that I started this blog as a way to procrastinate studying, so I suppose that this is an appropriate use of it. It snowed today. A lot. I love the snow so much... My roommates and I went crazy today. I think everyone is high off stress...this week is killing me slowly, and it's only Monday. Well, Tuesday morning now. And finals are next week. Meh.
I have mixed feelings about going home...I love my family, but we're going to California for Christmas and I was kind of looking forward to a nice quiet Christmas at home. Oh well. I do love California. It just doesn't have snow. I just can't wait until next semester. I have a feeling it's going to be great. I don't know why...maybe because winter semester was so great last year.
Jenae and I went to the Doyle's house for dinner on Sunday. They were in my family's ward in Texas...so I've known them forever. Longer than I've known most people. Anyway...we're going to their house again the day we get back from vacation. It's gonna be big. Sounds like a great way to start the semester, huh? Oh. Right. I remember why I brought them up. Apparently my dad, when talking to Brother Doyle, said that I have a boyfriend. So when I got there, Brother and Sister Doyle interrogated me about my "boyfriend." Separately. I don't think that two sort of dates a month ago count as a boyfriend, and I don't know who else he could have meant. I'm tired of my parents spreading rumors about me. I have no boyfriend because no one wants me. Because I fail at flirting. Or talking to guys I like. Sometimes I wish I had the skills I seemed to have so easily in high school...but then I remember why I don't have these "gifts" anymore: I abused them. Funny how that works. Ok. No more male bitterness. This is why I don't really mention that sort of thing anymore. The other day in the Wilk, every single conversation I heard for an HOUR was about marriage. There's a reason that sort of thing is hard to get out of your head here...BYU is such a special place.
Well, I should write my paper. Fare thee well, whoever you are.
Some men are born with healthcare, some men achieve healthcare, some men have healthcare thrust upon them.
I liked it.
This is me procrastinating my paper. still. I still have to write at least another seven pages, and yet, I'm writing in my blog. Looking back, it appears that I started this blog as a way to procrastinate studying, so I suppose that this is an appropriate use of it. It snowed today. A lot. I love the snow so much... My roommates and I went crazy today. I think everyone is high off stress...this week is killing me slowly, and it's only Monday. Well, Tuesday morning now. And finals are next week. Meh.
I have mixed feelings about going home...I love my family, but we're going to California for Christmas and I was kind of looking forward to a nice quiet Christmas at home. Oh well. I do love California. It just doesn't have snow. I just can't wait until next semester. I have a feeling it's going to be great. I don't know why...maybe because winter semester was so great last year.
Jenae and I went to the Doyle's house for dinner on Sunday. They were in my family's ward in Texas...so I've known them forever. Longer than I've known most people. Anyway...we're going to their house again the day we get back from vacation. It's gonna be big. Sounds like a great way to start the semester, huh? Oh. Right. I remember why I brought them up. Apparently my dad, when talking to Brother Doyle, said that I have a boyfriend. So when I got there, Brother and Sister Doyle interrogated me about my "boyfriend." Separately. I don't think that two sort of dates a month ago count as a boyfriend, and I don't know who else he could have meant. I'm tired of my parents spreading rumors about me. I have no boyfriend because no one wants me. Because I fail at flirting. Or talking to guys I like. Sometimes I wish I had the skills I seemed to have so easily in high school...but then I remember why I don't have these "gifts" anymore: I abused them. Funny how that works. Ok. No more male bitterness. This is why I don't really mention that sort of thing anymore. The other day in the Wilk, every single conversation I heard for an HOUR was about marriage. There's a reason that sort of thing is hard to get out of your head here...BYU is such a special place.
Well, I should write my paper. Fare thee well, whoever you are.
20 Books that Changed America
So this is a list of books that supposedly changed America forever, in order of influence. I've never read any of them all the way through, but I've read parts of a good many of them. I'm in the process of reading one, though. I should have read that one many years ago...I'm glad that it's on this list though. It is the best book.
Common Sense (1776) by Thomas Paine
A Vindication of the Rights of Women (1792) by Mary Wollstonecraft
The Book of Mormon (1830)
The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass, an American Slave (1845) by
Frederick Douglass
The Communist Manifesto (1848) by Karl Marx and Friedrich Engels
Uncle Tom’s Cabin (1852) by Harriet Beecher Stowe
Leaves of Grass (1855) by Walt Whitman
The Interpretation of Dreams (1900) by Sigmund Freud
The Clansman (1905) by Thomas Dixon, Jr.
The Jungle (1906) by Upton Sinclair
The General Theory of Employment, Interest and Money (1936) by John
Maynard Keynes
The Grapes of Wrath (1939) by John Steinbeck
Invisible Man (1952) by Ralph Ellison
Howl (1956) by Allen Ginsberg
Atlas Shrugged (1957) by Ayn Rand
Silent Spring (1962) by Rachel Carson
The Feminine Mystique (1963) by Betty Friedan
The Autobiography of Malcolm X (1965) by Malcolm X as told to Alex Haley
On Death and Dying (1969) by Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
All the President’s Men (1974) by Bob Woodward and Carl Bernstein
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
God Bless America...
So today in my Humanities 262 class (American Humanities 1865-Present) we talked about the Vietnam war and the effects it had on American society. It was really around this time that we stopped trusting our politicians. I wonder what it would be like to be able to trust our president...that would be a strange concept to today's America. The morality of our culture has declined so drastically since then that I often find it hard to imagine a world worse than this.
Then I remember the Book of Mormon and the Bible.
There were times in Earth's society when people were so bad that God had to destroy them. Sodom and Gomorrah must have been completely wretched, as well as the people of the Earth before the flood. Some of the things that are described in the Book of Mormon are simply barbaric. These things, to me, show that the world still has a long way to fall before the Second Coming. I don't think that's a good thing.
Then I remember the Book of Mormon and the Bible.
There were times in Earth's society when people were so bad that God had to destroy them. Sodom and Gomorrah must have been completely wretched, as well as the people of the Earth before the flood. Some of the things that are described in the Book of Mormon are simply barbaric. These things, to me, show that the world still has a long way to fall before the Second Coming. I don't think that's a good thing.
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