Mid-terms

So, after mid-terms have come and gone, I have decided a few things.
a.) I am not going to stay up as late. Unless I work till midnight. As this causes an abundance of sleep deprivation. Which in turn leads to me not getting up on time to catch the ..... bus. Which in turn causes me to miss class. No bueno.
b.) I am going to actually do my homework for my ethics class. It is quite the class and I don't really enjoy the content. But I am a quality person! and I WILL get a good grade in my two blasted classes this semester if it kills me! I generally get decent grades. But, seriously, I have a new found desire to excel in my classes. There's nothing like getting sub-par grades to inspire you to "get into gear", "get with the program", "turn a new leaf" or whatever you want to call it.

4.0 GPA here I come!

Okay, probably not, but it is a nice thought.

music video

Samanth Jo Keele and I are going to make a tour video, to the Jackson 5. I am excited. you should be too. keep an eye out.

Batteries and Buses

So, Today I went shopping. I bought shorts for the first time in.... possibly 10 years. (Lets recall that long shorts were not in style until recently.) I was a selfconcious teen.

So, if you don't know this about me, I don't have a car. So, shopping is quite the adventure. I caught the 830 bus at UVU after my voice teacher had dropped me off after my lesson, which is help at Mountain View High school. (I take the bus to get there too.) So, I ride that bus until Lowes on Univ Parkway, then I walk over to old Navy and Ross. Don't forget that I am a quiet little blond with a 20lb, very large, back pack on, and a wool pea-coat in my arms. I shop while holding these and feel like the "Loss Prevention" dudes are keeping a watchful eye on me. When I finally bought something, I am now carrying a sack full of clothes and shoes to add to it. Then I walk back to the bus stop and catch the next 830 coming down the road. I get on the bus and on a whim decide to stop and the next stop by Barnes and Noble, so I can go to the distribution center. I go in and buy some stuff, and then take both of my purchases and stuff them in my back pack which is now practically bursting at the seams and I have to loosen the straps so my arms don't loose circulation. I walk to the stop and catch the next 830. (I should mention that my bus pass isn't working, and EVERY time I get on a bus I have to swipe my non-working ID card and the little red light flashes and I have to explain to the bus driver that I really do have a bus pass and I'm not just sneaking on the bus for free.) So, then I get to the transit center at the mall, and get on the 833 which will take me home. The bus driver that drives the 833 in the afternoon/evenings is a really chatty friendly guy. (always ask me where my bike is? I asked him once how to put it on the front o the bus.) I got on and was the only passenger and at some point in the conversation he says, "do you wanna call my mom for me?" ??!!!??!?! "No," "I'll tell her you are a returned missionary. She'll freak out 'cause you're not Catholic." ?!?!? hmmm. but this relationship I have with him, that may need a restraining order one day, does have it's perks. We're driving down 2200 N? (that road with olive garden and Zupas starting it.) When we get to Canyon road (which I live on) He stops right after the intersection, instead of driving up the rest of the 50ft to the actual stop. So, I didn't have to walk as far. How nice. I am not sure what to think about this.

So, what does this have to do with batteries? Nothing. My batteries in my wireless mouse dies last night. So, I am switching back and forth, the batteries from my keyboard. Which is also wireless. As soon as I finish typing this, I will take them out of the keyboard. put them back in the mouse. Push the "connect" button, on the mouse and receiver, AGAIN, and click the publish button. I need to get me some batteries.

morning

Here is a sampling of the goings on in the morning at apartment 17.

-"It's my secret Gospel Choir indulgence"

- First awkward moment of the day
" Uh... Jessica, can you do me a favor?" Says the person in the shower.
With an uncomfortable tone in her voice Jessica responds, "yes....?"

- I hear the door slam closed. Rebecca walks in and tells us that the kitchen towels still stink, "I almost barfed when I smelled them."

- "So do you think this is good enough for my ID picture?"

comments

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So, real quick. Tonight was the Valentine's date dance at the Institute. You had to have a date to go. I did not have a date. I did not go. This is all good. I have come to expect to not be asked to dances. :) But after the devotional today at noon, I was at munch and mingle, grabbing my Ganny B's sugar cookie of death, and Chelsea turns to me and Jana, and says, "Are you two going to the date dance?" "Yes." "No." was what she herd. Jana Yes. Me no. To which she responded, "WHAT?! Are you kidding me?! You're gorgeous!!! Any of these guys (looking at the room full of eligible good looking men) would love to go out with you! Just go ask one. Go!" Then I made my excuses and changed the subject. But, I just wanted to say thanks Chels. That was really nice of you to say. Hope you had fun. : )

my love line

So, I've decided there are a lot of people that I love in this world. One day at the institute in Orem, Jarna gave me a palm reading. (I was laughing to myself inside as she did this. Because I don't believe in that stuff at all.) So, she looks at my "love line" on my hand and couldn't really tell me anything about when romantic love would happe for me..... ?! (great) but she did tell me there were lots of little lines leading to my main love line, which means..(because I know you're dying to know) that I have a very open heart and I love people easily. Surprisingly true, for a palm reading. If you are my friend, chances are, you've been in my prayers, I've worried about you, and I care a about you a great deal. I hurt when you hurt and I laugh when you laugh. This is a blessing to me. There is always someone for me to help, and to receive help when I need it. So, Valentine's day is 30 minutes away, and I don't have a Valentine. But I do have a lot of people I love, and that is enough. So, Happy Valentine's Day my friends!

The other thing that Jarna told me was that I will have 2 girls and 4-7 boys....... : ) we'll see about that one.

Things I've learned while riding the bus

I've learned...
if you don't want to talk to anyone put your earphones in or stare at your cell phone.

if you miss the 833 you might as well walk, because it won't be coming round for another hour

if you want to annoy the bus driver then just wait until the last second to pull the stop request

there are some really nice people out there.

there are some strange people out there.

a lot of your life can be wasted as you wait for the bus

if you run as fast as you can in the 20 degree weather with a 20 pound back pack to the bus stop, the driver just might be entertained enough to wait for you.

there is 10 plus years of germs on the seats you sit on

they don't always put the heaters under the seats right by the doors. ?

some bus drivers are more punctual than others

if you walk 20 minutes to the bus in 17 degree weather at 7 Am on Saturday, you should wear long-Johns

I really wish the seats at the transit center were not made of cement

having a best friend to text while you're sitting on the bus is really handy

if you actually talk to someone (or to your phone) on the bus, you're usually the only ones, and the whole rest of the bus can hear your conversation.

that eventually you'll memorize the bus schedule