Saturday, November 6, 2010

Pools of Water are not for bathrooms

Earlier this week I went to go use the ladies room, but our bathroom was occupied by one of my roommates who was showering. I was going to use the other toilet, but my other roommate had to pee too so I decided to let her go first. When she came out I was talking to two of my other roommates, so it took me a minute before I walked into the bathroom. When I stepped past the door frame onto the bathmat I looked down to see a stream of water rush past my feet against the wall. I was rather confused for a moment about where the water was coming from. "uhhhh... guys? There is a river in our bathroom. Where is the water coming from?" I asked them. They came and looked just as I realized that the water was pouring out from under the toilet seat. I lifted it up to find the toilet overflowing. I went into a germaphobic panic and leapt into the bathtub. All of the sudden everyone was yelling and jumping onto the counter. By the time I figured out how to lift the bulb to stop to water flow-age, both bathrooms and the vanity area had been flooded with an inch of water. Someone got the plunger and plunged the toilet until the water went down. I climbed onto the counter and scooted across it and onto the carpet where I could leap to safety. Luckily not everyone in the apartment is afraid of toilet water, because they weren't afraid to mop it up while I went into the kitchen where I proceeded to wash my hands twice and wipe my feet and legs down with lysol wipes. I went to go try to help clean it up, but I got instantly nauseous and had to leave to wash my hands again.

A couple days later I woke up in a groggy, cranky, college-student-who-hasn't slept-all-week daze. I was mostly blind as I stumbled from my bedroom, because my eyes were too puffy to open, and the light burned. Every morning the first thing I have to do is go pee, otherwise my pee cycle will be off the rest of the day, so I scuttled into the restroom. The first thing I noticed was that I was standing in a puddle of cold shower water. "Ughhhhhhhhh!!!!! I yelled before withdrawing to use the other bathroom and mumbling about lazy people who didn't wipe up their mess after they showered. Honestly, people, water belongs IN the toilet and IN the shower, not ALL over the floor.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Cream Cheese Frosting

Last night Princess Aurora made cinnamon rolls with cream cheese frosting. When she was done with them I ate a big glob of frosting out of the bowl. She was about to make more anyways... My roommate Baby saw me eat it and wanted some too so I got some for her on a spoon. About an hour later all of us were cleaning up the kitchen. In order to extend the length of my sugar high, I grabbed some cinnamon-sugar off the empty pan and put it in my mouth. Then Baby came and put a big spoonful of frosting off a spoon in my mouth. I ran to the trash can and spat out a whole mouthful of cream cheese. I then proceeded to the sink where I rinsed out my mouth multiple times. Baby looked horrified, but at the same time was laughing. Everyone else was laughing too. I think I prefer cream cheese to be on my bagel.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Horror film in real life

So I was goofing off with my roommates on skype. I was in my room video chatting with two others. Princess Aurora started teasing me so I ran into the other room to tackle her. When we settled down we looked on the computer screen and realized that my skype was still running and staring at an empty wall. As we stared at my empty wall, all of the sudden another of my roommates popped her head into the vision of the camera for a split second before pulling out again. All of us screamed! We did not expect that to happen!

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Socks at Bedtime

I realized that it was starting to get cold here again when I wore socks to bed the other night. I never where socks to bed! Socks have to be one of the most annoying things to wear when I am sleeping. When I crawl under my warm, cozy blankets and snuggle up and my socks are bunching up and sliding around on my feet every time I move, I get annoyed. I used to wear socks to bed every night, and every morning when I woke up my socks were mysteriously missing. So now when I am laying in bed trying to sleep, if I am wearing socks all I can think of is how my socks are going to be off my feet by morning. Before they are even close to off my feet I can feel the gravity of the earth wiggling them off my feet. Pretty soon they start to itch and my toes cannot stay still. I squirm uncomfortably to adjust the socks on my feet. The more I fix them, the more bothersome they become. Pretty soon I either kick them off or pull them off and throw them off to the side of my bed. Awww... sweet relief. I can finally sleep in peace now that those pesky socks are off my feet. My feet can breath freely and best of all, when I wake up my feet will be just the way I left them when I went to sleep. So needless to say, if I am wearing socks to bed, I am freezing my butt off.

Sunday, September 12, 2010


Alright, so tonight was the weirdest night of my entire life. I used to think my life was boring, but no more!!! I have 2 new roommates now and Princess Ariel is not here at school anymore. So to keep the first part of the story short:

A few days ago we met an apartment of guys in our ward. They are in the same apartment that our friends from last semester were in. Lashes still lives there and we went to visit him. He had told us that his roommates were a little strange and liked video games too much. We wanted to see for ourselves. When we got there they all welcomed us in. They sat on chairs and let us take the couches. They were all super funny and fun to be around. Then they invited us to dinner the following sunday where they would be cooking us dinner. We gladly accepted. So in the couple days until dinner, this is what happened:

Brain started to really like my roommate jasmine, Jasmine started to really like Brain's roommate, Hips. Hips started to REALLLLY like my other roommate Bell. In the meantime I was starting to like their OTHER roommate 6ft3. This love triangle was starting to spin out of control as we were spending everyday with those guys.

Then came sunday dinner. Jasmine was trying desperately to avoid Brain while Hips was going after Bell. Hips cooked dinner for us, and it was delicious. Afterwards there was a fireside and I got to sit next to 6ft3 on the couch. I was so happy, but he seemed afraid to touch me, so I thought he didn't like me back. We invited them to stadium singing. I was trying to make a lot of eye contact with 6ft3 to get his attention. Then we left.

That night Bell and I were doing Kermit impressions (a guy from a class at home who is kinda strange...) when 6ft3 and Hips showed up to go stadium singing. We did a few more impressions for laughs and then we all left. 6ft3 carried my book for me. I ended up walking with him and I later found out that Hips was teasing us behind our backs (literally). Then when we got to stadium singing we ended up getting squished around the corner from the rest of our group. We sang for a half hour (getting squished against the wall b/c everyone was passing by us). I didn't mind b/c I was close to him...

On the way back we couldn't find anyone else so he walked with me. He tried to teach me how to role my "R's" in spanish and we talked a little bit. He was a really funny guy! We got to the stairs of my apartment complex and he ended up walking me to the door. We got to that awkward spot where you don't know how to say goodnight. There was too long of a pause so I said, "I guess I'll give you a hug...?" We hugged, and then I came into the apartment to find out that 6ft3 likes me back, Hips confessed his love for Bell to Jasmine (awkward), and a few other things. I was feeling very happy that my feelings were returned so princess Aurora and I started lowering objects out of our windows and banging on the window underneath ours. The boys in the apartment across from us found this very amusing and took the fall for our prank when the girl opened her window and asked if they were throwing things at her window. So all this led to two apartments of boys competing for our love and singing songs for us across the parking lot off their roof. What a night :P

P.S. This all happened within 3 days... wow.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

The True Meaning of Being a Poor College Student...

I have come to realize that when people say that college students are poor, they are leaving out all the grueling details. After talking to some people about a pickle I got myself into with money (as in I will be the very definition of dirt poor this semester) I realized that a lot of others are in the same boat. One friend told me she would not have food this semester, and she didn't know what she was going to do. Another girl said she was living off oatmeal and lost weight last semester. My manager made a comment to me about how everything would be alright, because I could just live off TopRomin. Far from comforting me, this made me feel slightly more panicked since I am gluten-intolerant and can't eat any noodle except gluten-free ones. Also, I heard some guys in my ward talking about how they went and donated plasma twice a week so they could pay for food. It's a good $50 a week. I think I'll be doing that this fall...

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Nicknames vs. Code names

I've just been thinking about all the goofballs I have met in my life, and there is a distinct difference in the way guys and girls talk about other people. Guys give other people NICKNAMES, while girls give people CODE NAMES. There is a difference! Let me explain. A nickname is given to someone to describe someone and so is a code name, but a nickname is something you call a person to their face. If someone has a nickname they will know about it. A code name, however, is a name given to someone so that you can speak of them in front of their face or around other people who know them without releasing their true identity.

Here is an example of nicknames: In cross country the boys would give each other nicknames all the time. It was so bad sometimes, that the girls did not know the real name of the new freshman boys on the team. They only knew the poor guy's nickname, because it was used in place of his real name.

Here's an example of code names: When girls start school they automatically, and without thinking, will start scoping out the guys around them. If they spot one they like then they will obviously have to tell their friends all about his every movement when she meets them after class. Let's say the guy's name is Dave. She cannot POSSIBLY go running out of class and exclaim to her friend, "Oh my goodness! Dave is the cutest boy I have ever seen! I sure hope he asks me on a date! ...ect." If she mentioned his name in a crowded hallway, someone might hear! What if the girl sitting in front of Dave hears her and also likes him?! Then the whole cat fight thing starts up. OR... What if Dave's best buddy hears him and tells him and Dave doesn't like her back?! So the girl comes up with some crazy name that no one she knows would ever have or a very common name like Brad Pitt.

So what does this tell you about guys and girls? Well for one thing, girls are much more secretive and read a whole lot more into people's actions. If Girls wouldn't worry so much about what other people think, they would be less sneaky. Also, it tells you that guys don't need to let out their feelings as much. I have never heard of a guy who goes running to the lunch table of his friends and immediately spits out, "WOW! That girl I really like in my class looks so pretty today! She was wearing this cute skirt and her hair was all done up in curls and I her smile just makes me melt!" I think that's a girl thing...

Tuesday, August 3, 2010


At work the other day two customers came up to me and asked me a question (I will briefly point out that male customers often flirt with me or make pointless small talk. I don't mean to sound conceded, but I am a pretty girl, and creeps who come to shopping tend to notice). After the two guys had made the usual pointless small talk and left the isle I was working on, they came back.

"Excuse me, ma'am, but I was just wondering what's the difference between brown and white eggs?"
His friend said, "Yeah I've always wondered..." In my head I sighed and rolled my eyes, because based on the giggling he and his friend were doing, they were just asking to mess with me. I decided that if they were going to take away from my precious work time to mess with me, I would mess with them back.

"One comes from a brown chicken," I said. Because of the person I am, I cannot tell a joke without laughing, so I snorted out my answer, because of my great effort to not laugh. They walked away laughing too. I guess the annoying people at work are the ones that make it the most interesting, eh?

Friday, July 2, 2010

Wicked Storms in Idaho!

I have never experienced lightning storms like I have seen here in Idaho. Last Friday night there was a lightning storm, and it was amazing. At home, on the rare occasion that there is lightning during a storm, it only flashes once or twice. Here it flashes about every five or ten seconds and keeps going for a half hour or more! A couple days ago it was hot and sunny all day until around 8 o' clock. Then a big storm rolled in. It was like the apocalypse! The wind was blowing, and huge drops of rain were pouring down. Huge bolts of lightning flashed constantly. Princess and Aurora and I went outside along with a third of the occupants our complex and ran around in it. We were soaked in seconds. I can't explain how good it feels to get soaked in the rain. There is something incredible and beautiful about it. I don't think I will ever get sick of the rainstorms here.

Monday, June 28, 2010

To bone and back

On Friday Princess Aurora and I went to Idaho Falls to stay with Princess Ariel's family. Ariel's brother got deployed so he couldn't run his leg in a race they were doing as a family. The race is called "To Bone and Back." Apparently there is this tiny tiny tiny town 20 miles outside IF called Bone that no one has ever heard of. Aurora and I were filling in for Ariel's brother. We each had one of the 5 mile legs. Ariel's dad took the first 3 legs (15 miles), her sister took the next two legs (10 miles), I took the next (five miles), princess Aurora took the one after me (5 miles), and Ariel took the last leg (took us home with the last 5 miles). It was really hot out and we were out there for just over 7 hours. We finished 40 miles total in 7 hours and 8 minutes. I ran my leg in a little under 40 minutes so I was proud of myself. Everyone did a great job! I had a ton of fun. When we got home we checked out our sunburns. It looked like we were wearing invisible t-shirts because we had distinct burn lines on our arms and neck where our t-shirt had been. Hopefully it fades... but I have to admit it's kinda cool. :)

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Drinking Water

Today I went running to prepare for my race on Saturday. It was 83 degrees outside, and I hadn't had more than one bottle of water to drink all day, so I was dehydrated. I had to stop to walk several times. It frustrated me a lot because the race is in two days! I had to stop running for a while because I got sick with something awful. I had a fever and a head cold that moved into my chest. I finally felt better enough to go running this week, but now my lungs feel HORRIBLY out of shape. On my way past the stadium I stopped underneath and headed straight for the water fountain. I stood in a hunched over position with my head resting on my arms and I let the water flow over my arm and lips for a while. At first I couldn't swallow, since my throat and mouth were so parched, so I had to open my mouth and get it wet before I could swallow. I think I have never appreciated water so much in my whole life. What a blessing it is! When I felt a little better I left the shade of the stadium and finished my run. I was at the last corner before getting home when I saw a familiar truck. The hulk and my FHE brother were in it honking and waving at me. I waved back, but I don't know where the energy came from, because I was exhausted.

When I finally made it home I collapsed on my bed and worked up enough energy to get up and stretch. While I stretched I put a reminder in my phone every hour for the next two days that I need to drink water. The rest of the day, every hour my phone rang, telling me to drink water. I hope I don't kill myself in this 5 mile race. I want to run it in under 50 minutes. It's supposed to be in the mid 70's on Saturday... wish me luck!

Oh and here is a funny story of the day: I was drinking water (like I'm supposed to) and I took too big of a gulp. Then Lashes and Princess Aurora started singing to the Saturday's Warrior soundtrack and it was hilarious! So I laughed, which made me swallow my water funny and a little bit of it went down the wrong tube. I started choking so I ran to the sink right as it all spewed from my mouth. I was choking and coughing and laughing like crazy, but I didn't want my dear friends to realize that I was laughing at them so I went running from the room to compose myself again. Princess Ariel saw this all happen, and she laughed at me. That only made it harder to keep a straight face when I walked back in the room.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Throwing Things

For some reason there is a deep sense of satisfaction that comes from throwing things at people you know when they are least expecting it. I'm not sure where it comes from, but when Princess Aurora and I are hucking things at our friends in Delta Phi, I just feel happier inside. It's all in fun of course. This morning the boys in apartment 5 were all out on the balcony, because it was beautiful. Having all those guys in one spot was just too tempting. I went to the kitchen and grabbed my bag of carrots (the same one we used when the FedEx truck was our target practice). When none of the guys were looking our way, we carefully removed the screen from our window. We broke the carrots in half in order to create more ammo and then started hucking them our the window. Unfortunatly, they were just about 5 feet too far away for us to hit. We waited for a while. Finally, Lashes walked down the stairs to his roommate's car to get something. He was greeted by a shower of carrot hunks flying at him. we only actually hit him like twice, but it's the thought that counts. We were focusing so hard at aiming that we didn't notice his roommate slip into his apartment. When we withdrew back into the shelter of our rooms, all of the sudden there was a BANG, as a water balloon splashed against the window. We looked up to see another one come sailing through our open window. SPLAT!!!! The water was everywhere. My bed and our chest of drawers were soaked. We shrieked! We heard all the boys across the way went into hysterics.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

My ironic dating life...

Today in weight training class I benched 70 pounds for 3 sets of 8 reps! I am so proud. I do not envy the person who trys to attack me, because they will get a pretty solid sock in the face.

Nothing huge happened today, but I did a lot of thinking. I have discovered that everytime I decide to give up on finding a man to date, I get asked on a date by someone I don't want to go on a date with. I think I am just very focused and VERY picky when it comes to guys, so if someone asks me on a date who I didn't first think wow I would really like it if that guy asked me on a date then I am likely to have a slight to huge panic attack inside. It is pretty impressive how composed I appear to be on the outside when I am about to throw up inside. Maybe I am all over the place and making no sense right now, but that is probably due to my intense lack of sleep this week. I was doing homework until 3am last night... or should I say this morning? So what can I learn from my discovery today? I should never give up on guys no matter how much I want to because if I do, I'll get asked on unwanted dates. (?)

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Caught Spying

Today we had a big group date with all our roommates. The date was great, and I had a really good time, but the funniest thing was after the date. Since the girls asked the guys, some of us walked our dates home. Princess Aurora was the last to walk her date home. Her date, blue-eyes lives in the apartment complex just outside our bedroom windows so when she left to walk him home, all the rest of us got a brilliant idea: let's watch her walk him home! We went sprinting into Princess Ariel's bedroom, and she FLUNG the blinds open all the way in one big, violent motion. Blue eyes and princess Aurora were on the stairs right across from our room. He looked up into the window and Princess Ariel froze. They made eye contact. I didn't see any more because we all ran from the room screeching with embarrassment and dying of laughter.

Friday, June 11, 2010

FedEx Carrot

This morning a FedEx truck pulled into the Delta Phi Parking lot outside our bedroom window. We are on the third floor, so when the truck parked itself, it was in just the perfect spot that if we took our screen out of our window, we probably could have jumped on top of it. I decided I didn't want to die today, so Princess Aurora opened just the bottom of the screen and I stuck my hand out the window. I took some of the carrots I was eating and started chucking them on top of the truck. Unfortunatly only one of them stayed on the top of the truck. The rest of them rolled off the other side or fell short. Giggling like crazy, Princess Aurora and I watched the FedEx truck turn around in the parking lot and continue on its way with the carrot still on top of it.

People keep telling me that I could easily be older than 20 because I act so mature for my age. I think they say that because they haven't seen me in moments like this. I can do some pretty goofy things at times.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Wheat :P

The other day my friend from a few doors down swung by my apartment. She said, "Hey, could I borrow some flour?" I stared at her blankly for a few seconds before responding.
"Um, no. I am wheat intollerent. I have no use for flour." She then gave me the same blank, 5-second stare.
"Oh my gosh! I totally forgot!" We both started laughing. Luckily Princess Aurora had some flour for my friend.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

"And I want to MARRY one of those??"

Yesterday I went over the the Hulk's appartment. We had to work on our group project. I'll just point out briefly that him and I were the only group memebers working on the project... just saying. Two of his roommates (one of which is my FHE brother) were in the room, watching the basketball finals on TV. I was reading what the Hulk was typing so I almost didn't notice when someone let rip a nasty fart. I am used to tuning that kind of thing out, because I have a dad and brother who both think it is incredibly funny to fart really loud. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the Hulk and his two roommates exchange looks with each other, look at me, and back at each other. I looked up and looked from one person to the other as it dawned on me what had just happened. My FHE brother (with a look of total shock on his face) said, "OH MY GOSH! I forgot there was a GIRL here!!! A wave of hysterics came over me, but I managed to tell him I was used to it, because of my dad and brother (thanks boys). To make it even better, the Hulk's other roommate, blue eyes, said, "I was just about to fart too to counter yours, but then I realized she was here!" I think it was the funniest moment of my entire week.

When I got home I told my roommates about the incident. Princess Ariel said, "I guess they consider you one of the guys now!" Princess Aurora said, "And we want to MARRY one of those?!" This is why I like having guys as good friends. They make me laugh until I cry even when I am incredibly stressed.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Branching Out

I am officially branching out today. I'm going to ask the guy I like on a date! Wish me luck! If you never see me again you can assume one of two things:
1. I died when I exploded when he said yes because I was so happy, or
2. I crawled into a hole because he said no.

Monday, May 31, 2010

The Delta Phi Philosophy

When we are in distress in our apartment, and need a man's perspective, we know who to call. Our FHE dad, Mushu. He is a pretty cool guy, and went we need the help of a guy he is always willing to come to our rescue. He helped me out when I had an awkward date situation recently, so I told one of my FHE sisters about his wisdom of dating. I immediately sent a message to Mushu, telling him that our sister (his FHE daughter) needed advice, and he should come over. He came over exactly 3 minutes after he got back into town (he was gone for memorial day weekend). I thought I should publish a very interesting piece of information he gave to us. Here it is as acurately as I can remember:
There are 5 different types of guys:
1. The pre-mi-- this is the guy who has not been on a mission yet (pre-missionary). He is not very mature yet, because he hasn't had those humbling mission experiences that teach you important life lessons and turn you from a boy to a man. They are not a good idea to date except for that first curtesy date (I'll get the that later), because it causes isses when it comes time for the guy to leave, if not earlier.
2. The Dad-- Mushu put himself in this category and I'll give it to him even though I'm not sure it really exists. This is the guy who is a pre-mi, but is the protective father-like figure. He is a very good friend and is always there when you need him. People generally like this guy very much, even though he has not been on a mission yet.
3. The Catholic-- This is a guy who is very loyal. He picks one girl and sticks to her. No one else is interesting to him. This can be a good thing if a girl likes the attention, but he can also come off very clingy and that freaks some girls out. This can also ruin his chances with a girl if he gets too clingy too quickly.
4. The Mormon-- He is the typical mormon guy. As Mushu said, "This is the kind of guy you want." He will date a lot and is very likely to take you out to have a really fun time. He follows all the dating rules (I'll also get to that later).
5. The born again Christian-- He is the type who will lead you on. You think he really likes you but then when he gets sick of you he cuts you off.

I found this all enlightening. Although, I am still wondering why they gave these different types of guys names based off different religions rather than animals or some other topic. It's beyond me. Anyways, getting back to the curtesy first date. That is a girl's name for any first date with a guy she isn't really that interested in. Even if a girl doesn't really like a guy, she should always say yes to the first date. This gives the guy a chance. To say no to a first date means REALLY not liking a guy unless she has a legit reason not to go out with him. This date also gives the girl a chance to get to know the guy a little bit before crossing him off her "list." Crossing a guy off without giving them a chance to prove themselves is a horrible thing to do. If the girl does like the guy who asked her out, it is not considered a curtesy first date, it's just a first date.

Also getting back to dating rules... Mushu told us there are certain rules guys have. For example, you can't kiss her until at least the third date. I think that rule makes perfect sense. Making that move too soon will totally freak a lot of girls out. Another rule he told us is that a guy should never ask the girl on a second date until at least 24 hours after the date ends. That way she has time to sleep on it. This is totally true. If a guy asks her out right away after the first date this is what usually happens (I've seen it a million times):

The girl will say no, because she is suprised and didn't know what to say. She feels pressured and awkward so she says no in order to avoid more awkwardness.


She will say yes. She might be okay if she really likes you, but usually she will go home and start thinking and reflecting on the date, realizing that she shouldn't have agreed to a second date. She isn't so sure how she feels about you yet so she starts to get really uncofortable about the whole thing. This will make he dread the second date and possibly ruin the chance of a third.

Blue Jeans

I have decided that awkward moments are an amazing thing. I mean how boring would life be if everyone was completely comfortable all the time? The best stories I have ever heard in my entire life had some kind of awkward moment in it. I have them all the time! In the middle of that moment I never think to myself, "wow, this is awesome! I am getting so embarrassed right now! I think I'll do this more often!" However, looking back on those moments I think, "Wow, I can't believe I did that! I am such a goof-ball!" I'll give an example:
Yesterday I was walking to relief society and I saw a cute guy. I went into the rolief society room and put my stuff down, then I went to get drink of water. I saw some people I knew on the way back to the relief society room. I said hello and then went back and sat down.
Boring story, right? Lets put in the awkward moments and make it way better:
Yesterday when I was about to walk into the relief society room I saw the guy I liked talking to some people and I started scrambling in my head for a reason to stay out in hall a little longer so that I could smile and say hello to him. We went into the room, but I just put my stuff on the seat and mummbled to Princess Aurora something about needing a drink of water. I walked back out of the room and he was still there talking to people, with his back to my direction. I walked all the way down the hall to the water fountain and got a drink of water. Then I started walking back. I saw my FHE brother on the way back and talked to him a little bit so I could stall a little longer. Then he walked off to go to priesthood. I was more than halfway back when all of the sudden... there he was! I prettymuch thought I was a genius at that moment. I smiled and said hello. He said hello back but we kept walking. Then all he turned back around and asked me a question about an activity I had gone to. I smiled :) He walked back towards me and we talked for a couple minutes. When he left he said, "Take care!" and I was just filled with happiness. I didn't even tell Princess Aurora about it until later. I told her the reason I went to go get some water was because I wanted to talk to a guy. She exclaimed, "That's why you left?!" and then, "Ohhhhh youuuuu," while shaking her head. I felt so silly.

Sunday, May 30, 2010


Yesterday, was amazing. My roommate, princess Aurora, and I got invited to go to the ice caves. They are about a 40 minute drive north of town. I had never been there so I didn't know what to expect at all. We met the Hulk and his roommate, Lashes, at their apartment. They had invited other people, but no one could come so it was just the four of us. Somehow we ended up driving two cars. I went with Lashes, and Princess Aurora went with the Hulk. It's not that I didn't want to ride with the Hulk, I just see him all the time since he is in my group for a class. Lashes on the other hand, I don't see very much, and I wanted to take this opportunity to get to know him better. I very much enjoyed talking to him on the drive down to the caves. He was easy to talk to and I didn't get bored or uncomfortable. After about a half hour of driving we turned onto a dirt road. It had just rained so it was incredibly muddy. Not only that, but there were gaping ditches and crevices in the road, filled with water. Driving on this road was more like off-roading. Luckily we were in a jeep, and the Hulk drives a truck. I was bouncing around crazily in my seat, but it was okay with me! I was laughing and smiling. It was like riding a roller coaster (only for ten minutes straight)! At one point my phone beeped loudly, telling me I got a text message. I realized that my phone had flown off my lap and was now between the seat and car door somewhere. I couldn't find it at that moment becasue of all the crazy bouncing.

Finally we pulled over to a grassy-ish area and got out of the car. There was this huge crater in the ground. When we walked over to it, I looked down. There was a straight drop maybe 30 feet high (that isn't accurate because I am horrible at height estimation). The Hulk pointed out the carcus of a cow at the mouth of the cave. He said that in the Fall it had fallen off the edge, and it's been there ever since. We went around to a spot that was easy to climb down, and walked to the cave. The smell of the cow was terrible, but we stopped to take pictures. The entrance of the cave appeared to be flooded with water. It looked deep, but the Hulk threw a heavy rock across the top and was saw that it was thick ice with only a few millimeters of water over it. When we walked across it, it looked like we were walking on water! A little way into the cave, the ground becomes solid ice, and the ceiling was low enough that we had to crawl. we could slide over the ice like penguines in order to go deeper. The only light we had was the light of our flashlights. The walls glittered when our lights hit it. It was beautiful. The further in we got, the more graffiti was on the wall. Finally, we came to the end. A mass of ice was there; perfect to slide down. there were foot holes and a slide carved out of the ice, from where, possibley, thousands of people had walked up and slide back down the iceburg.

I think my favorite part in the ice caves is when we almost got stuck. There is a point on the way back out of the cave, that is hard to get back up, because you will get so far only to slide back down again. It wasn't even very long; just slippery. The Hulk went first. He got up okay, because he had done this several times before. Princess Aurora went next. She had more trouble, so I braced myself on a rock with my foot and she pushed herself off my hands. The Hulk pulled her up the rest of the way. I tried to get up on my own with no luck, because I was laughing so hard at myself. I kept getting halfway, only to slide back down. I even kicked Lashes in the head a couple times. Oops! Finally, Lashes gave me a foothold with his hands, like I had done for Princess Aurora, and the Hulk hauled me up the rest of the way. It made me realize the importance of teamwork, and traveling with a buddy. It was really refreshing to go out into nature and get soaking wet, dirty, and tired. I'm glad they invited us to go with them.

Friday, May 28, 2010

Not Too Young

Last night I was tossing and turning in bed, when my phone made that special noise that says to me, "You just got a text message!" Since I was already having trouble sleeping, and I would not be able to sleep when I was wondering who the message was from, I rolled out of my bed and walked out into the hallway to get my phone. It was a message from The Hulk. Our conversation went kinda like this:
"Hey, you still awake?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I can't remember which part of the group project I was supposed to do." I told him which part I thought he was supposed to do.
He said, "okay thanks. P.S... are you really only 18?" (Yesterday he had been complaining about how a girl in our group was unreliable because she was an 18-year-old, and I told him "Hey! I'm 18!).
"Yes I am. Why? How old did you think I was?"
"I don't know. At least 20. Sorry for hatin' on 18-year-olds earlier."
I accepted easily since I was flattered that he thought I was 20. I had been debating earlier about how this guy, Blue Jeans, wouldn't like me because he was older, and he wouldn't ever like a little girl. So what The Hulk told me made me feel pretty dang good.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

The Hulk

Today I had to meet with my group for my least favorite class. A quick way to make any class worse than it already is, is to add a lot of group work. It's stressful enough to worry about getting your own work done without having to worry about other people's too. I hate having part of my grade depend on someone else that is randomly selected from the class. Anyways, my favorite person in my group is the Hulk. He is in my student ward and back home he lives about half an hour from my city, so we have a lot to talk about. Besides that, he is also very reliable and makes my life easier.
Today when our group met together, the Hulk was eating a bag of Munchies. If you don't know what those are, it is a mix of pretzels, Doritos, Sun Chips, and something else I can't remember. About five minutes after he finished eating them, he gave a nasty belch. It was the kind that has the potential of being very loud if you open your mouth and let it rip. However, he kindly stifled it by keeping his mouth closed. There is just one problem here: Stifling the smell does absolutly nothing about the smell. A second after he burped, he started talking and I got a nice whiff. At that moment I completely envied any person who had a cold that stuffed them up really bad. My stomach squirmed. I didn't breath for about the rest of the group meeting (which was luckily not very long). When I left the library a few minutes later, I gratefully breathed in fresh air.

Frogs, Because They are Colorful

A couple months ago, before I came to school my manager asked me a couple questions that seemed simple enough:
"What is your favorite color?" She asked me.
It seemed so out of the blue, but without hesitation I answered, "Green!" The next question took more thought.
"Why green?" I paused to think, but finally came to a conclution.
"It's a pretty color." Then she asked me another ramdom question.
"What is your favorite animal?"
"Because they are cool, and come in almost every color." I was a little suspicious, because she was smiling to herself during our whole converation, so I asked her why she asked. She then proceeded to tell me that she had performed a psycological expiriment on me! In one of her classes she had learned that the reason someone says they like their favorite color tells you what they think of themselves. They reason they have for liking their favorite animal tells you what they think OTHER people think of them. So according to the test, I think I'm pretty, and I think OTHER people think I am cool and... well the other one I don't really know. Maybe "coming in every color" goes along with what people tell me all the time. Even my mother tells me that I am very difficult to read. It's impossible to know what I am thinking about, and in most cases what I am feeling. At least that is my explaination. However, the point of writing this blog is to help me improve myself. I know, in my head who I want to be. I will recording as much as I can of my journey to becoming that person. I don't think I am not good as I am, but I know that I can be a much better version of myself. I have always felt that there is a person inside of me trying to escape the forcefield I constantly have up. I know when I have let it down, temporarily, because I am filled with an overwhelming happiness. I am saying "filled" for lack of a better word, since I don't feel filled at all, but more like I am becoming lighter. So wish me luck!