My weekend was pretty pointless. I came home with Sarah because we were going to go to two farewells on Sunday, but she ended up actually traveling back south PAST Ephraim to see her extended family on Saturday, so that didn't happen.
I had NO interest in going to the farewells without her, so my weekend was pretty much wasted on Wii Music. For any of you who have a Wii, I would HIGHLY recommend this game. There's tons to do and if you're into music as much as I am, it's totally fun to create your own styles of songs. Seriously, I love this game so much that I played it on Sunday from the moment I woke up until the moment I fell asleep, taking a break only for lunch and dinner.
My mom made some really good food while I was there too, so I guess my weekend wasn't that wasted, because I got to eat some of my favorite meals she makes.
So here I am again, back at school. Ready for another week. Hopefully I keep my work out routine up, even though I forgot my running shoes at home.
And hopefully my shifts will stop being canceled so I can make some money.
January 19, 2009
January 15, 2009
Uneventful
Today was pretty uneventful. In fact, it was so uneventful that I'm not satisfied with today at all. The only thing significant that I did today was take a physiology test. Luckily I felt pretty good about it.
I shouldn't have set my alarm for seven, because my first class is at ten on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and I just hit snooze for two hours. Believe it or not I woke up late. I had time to whip up some breakfast, but in doing so I forgot to shower. (A consequence my nose is paying for right now.) I then went to learn about saving lives, and had to find pulses on people. It wasn't very fun. That was the only class I had today, and since I'm heading home for the weekend tomorrow, I had to take my physiology test today instead of tomorrow. I don't know why such a small school has most of their classes schedule two days to take their tests on. I mean, who has so many things going on down here that they can't show up to take a test on one day? I think that's funny, but I've benefited by it so I really shouldn't be complaining.
While studying for my physiology test, I fell asleep on my book (again) for two hours. My face hurt when I woke up. The tests are in a pretty weird layout, there was 44 true/false and multiple choice questions, about 20 fill in the blank and a bonus essay question. That's nice for me because I'm really good at remembering the first letter of a term, so when I see it as a choice on a multiple choice question, it's easier for me to single it out.
After that I had some down time before work. I wasn't too excited to go in because my shift had been canceled the two days before today, so I figured they were just going to cancel it again, but they didn't, so I finally got to earn some money. There was probably only like 20 people there (much different than the 80 it can actually support) which was nice because it was quiet. But an hour into my shift the loudest person in the ENTIRE world decides to come sit in the space right next to me. UGH it was annoying. I ended up getting sent home anyway even though I was at 120% PR (Production Rate). My boss told me it was because they needed less hours. Dang economy.
After hanging out with Sarah for about three or four hours, I'm sitting here in my room listening to about 15 people screaming at Star Wars Episode III. (This is where my ear plugs come in handy.) Hopefully it doesn't take to long to get to sleep, because tomorrow's a busy day.
I shouldn't have set my alarm for seven, because my first class is at ten on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and I just hit snooze for two hours. Believe it or not I woke up late. I had time to whip up some breakfast, but in doing so I forgot to shower. (A consequence my nose is paying for right now.) I then went to learn about saving lives, and had to find pulses on people. It wasn't very fun. That was the only class I had today, and since I'm heading home for the weekend tomorrow, I had to take my physiology test today instead of tomorrow. I don't know why such a small school has most of their classes schedule two days to take their tests on. I mean, who has so many things going on down here that they can't show up to take a test on one day? I think that's funny, but I've benefited by it so I really shouldn't be complaining.
While studying for my physiology test, I fell asleep on my book (again) for two hours. My face hurt when I woke up. The tests are in a pretty weird layout, there was 44 true/false and multiple choice questions, about 20 fill in the blank and a bonus essay question. That's nice for me because I'm really good at remembering the first letter of a term, so when I see it as a choice on a multiple choice question, it's easier for me to single it out.
After that I had some down time before work. I wasn't too excited to go in because my shift had been canceled the two days before today, so I figured they were just going to cancel it again, but they didn't, so I finally got to earn some money. There was probably only like 20 people there (much different than the 80 it can actually support) which was nice because it was quiet. But an hour into my shift the loudest person in the ENTIRE world decides to come sit in the space right next to me. UGH it was annoying. I ended up getting sent home anyway even though I was at 120% PR (Production Rate). My boss told me it was because they needed less hours. Dang economy.
After hanging out with Sarah for about three or four hours, I'm sitting here in my room listening to about 15 people screaming at Star Wars Episode III. (This is where my ear plugs come in handy.) Hopefully it doesn't take to long to get to sleep, because tomorrow's a busy day.
January 14, 2009
Memories of Iona, and Cold Feet.
There's two things I want to talk about today, but I'll probably only be able to do one with how busy I am with school. So here it goes.
I want to avoid talking about sad or depressing topics in this blog, but I feel I should mention one sad (but happy at the same time) thing.
Last week, my great grandma died. I know that most people never know their great grandparents, but I was very fortunate that I got to. The other significant thing about this was that this was the very first funeral I went to that I can remember. The last funeral I went to was when I was like three or something, so it's a first memory for me.
The services were beautiful, it was everything that this great lady deserved.
The reason I mention it on here is there's something I want to get off my chest. She lived in Nephi which is only about 30 miles away from Ephraim, and my grandma (great grandma's daughter) had told me that my great grandma wanted me to come visit her sometimes on weekends. I never did, and it's haunted me ever since she passed away. I have this heavy feeling that lingers on me when I think about it, because I know that I let her down by not going to visit her. My only comfort comes from knowing that she's in a better place and she's happy with her long departed husband. I hope that she forgives me for my negligence and I hope that one day I'll be able to tell her how sorry I am for never taking the time to visit her.
I'm sorry granny, please forgive me. I love you very much.
On a lighter subject, I want to talk about my furnace.
My apartment has a bum furnace. It is very bipolar. It doesn't work until you fiddle with the controls just right, then it stays on until you fiddle with the controls again until it turns off. It's very frustrating. And I'm tired of my feet constantly being cold! The only time i ever feel heat in my feet is when i shower, and that's a very long time to feel total comfort.
Luckily, I have slippers that help with the bitter chill, but only to a very small degree do they make me feel better. All in all what I'm trying to say is that I'm tired of being always freezing or burning.
Burt (our on-site repair man) has been to our apartment every day for the last week and even put a new thermostat in, but it still doesn't seem to be working. I'm not complaining or anything, heck I prefer being cold over being hot, but it still is rather annoying coming in from the bitter cold to not find any significant temperature difference.
That's all for now I suppose, now it's off to classes.
I want to avoid talking about sad or depressing topics in this blog, but I feel I should mention one sad (but happy at the same time) thing.
Last week, my great grandma died. I know that most people never know their great grandparents, but I was very fortunate that I got to. The other significant thing about this was that this was the very first funeral I went to that I can remember. The last funeral I went to was when I was like three or something, so it's a first memory for me.
The services were beautiful, it was everything that this great lady deserved.
The reason I mention it on here is there's something I want to get off my chest. She lived in Nephi which is only about 30 miles away from Ephraim, and my grandma (great grandma's daughter) had told me that my great grandma wanted me to come visit her sometimes on weekends. I never did, and it's haunted me ever since she passed away. I have this heavy feeling that lingers on me when I think about it, because I know that I let her down by not going to visit her. My only comfort comes from knowing that she's in a better place and she's happy with her long departed husband. I hope that she forgives me for my negligence and I hope that one day I'll be able to tell her how sorry I am for never taking the time to visit her.
I'm sorry granny, please forgive me. I love you very much.
On a lighter subject, I want to talk about my furnace.
My apartment has a bum furnace. It is very bipolar. It doesn't work until you fiddle with the controls just right, then it stays on until you fiddle with the controls again until it turns off. It's very frustrating. And I'm tired of my feet constantly being cold! The only time i ever feel heat in my feet is when i shower, and that's a very long time to feel total comfort.
Luckily, I have slippers that help with the bitter chill, but only to a very small degree do they make me feel better. All in all what I'm trying to say is that I'm tired of being always freezing or burning.
Burt (our on-site repair man) has been to our apartment every day for the last week and even put a new thermostat in, but it still doesn't seem to be working. I'm not complaining or anything, heck I prefer being cold over being hot, but it still is rather annoying coming in from the bitter cold to not find any significant temperature difference.
That's all for now I suppose, now it's off to classes.
January 13, 2009
The Beginning
Well, here I am..
I'm not poetic and I'm not very funny, I definitely can't associate songs to my mood, but being able to capture memories of my day is an idea that's caught my interest.
Being a sophomore in college and living away from home, you learn how to be independent. Not saying that I'm totally fine without my parent's guiding light, but I do feel that this is the best experience I've ever had.
At the beginning of last semester, I hated this podunk little town called Ephraim, Utah. It's pretty much the closest you can get to a city in a rural area. (They have a Wal-Mart, so i would say that it's considered a city.) There's enough to do to keep you occupied for a while, but being a cooped up, anti-social person like me, I hated it. I hated how friendly everyone was, and I hated being around people who were always so... Positive. But over the Christmas holiday, the weirdest feeling came over me. I started missing that little town.
And now that I'm back, I have a renewed outlook on life. I'm eating healthier, working out and running (even in these sub-zero temperatures, yes mom it's true,) and being more open-minded to ideas put forth by my roommates. Instead of being locked up in my room all day after classes, I'm out in the living room socializing with the roughly 30 visitors that poke their head in the door every day. I'm starting to be more social, and so far it has really been a positive experience.
So now I guess is the time where I'm supposed to say a little bit about myself. Well, as I said, I'm a sophomore at Snow College. I live in an apartment with 5 awesome guys, Sean, Jason, Chad, Rylar, and John. I consider myself really lucky to have such cool and chill roommates. I'm working to pay for school, and my job is not the best. I call people all day and ask them to rate their service experience at car dealerships. It's a drag, but it pays the bill. I'm only taking 14 credit hours this semester so I'll have time for work, and so far it's working out fine. I hope that the workload doesn't become any greater though. Most of my alone time comes at night when I can't sleep because of those 30 people I told you about, but I've learned to remedy that with 33 decibel reducing earplugs. They really work wonders. I feel deaf when I have them in. Seriously, I've slept through my alarm because of them before. But anyway...
There is someone I speak very highly of and have a HUGE respect and a GINORMOUS love for in my life, and her name is Sarah. I love her to death, literally. We've had our rough patches (What couple hasn't?) but we've worked through them and they've only brought us closer together. I'm very fortunate to be able to see her everyday because she's down here at college with me. This "home away from home" experience has really made our relationship grow by leaps and bounds, and I've never been happier.
Besides anything that you'd expect a regular college student to do, I'm pretty boring.
Eat, Classes, Eat, Work, Eat, Work Out, Sleep is my daily schedule.
But that's the main reason I've created this blog. I want to capture every out of the ordinary, lame, funny, stupid, hurtful, painful, sad, happy, weird memory that happens while I'm here at my "home away from home."
I'm not poetic and I'm not very funny, I definitely can't associate songs to my mood, but being able to capture memories of my day is an idea that's caught my interest.
Being a sophomore in college and living away from home, you learn how to be independent. Not saying that I'm totally fine without my parent's guiding light, but I do feel that this is the best experience I've ever had.
At the beginning of last semester, I hated this podunk little town called Ephraim, Utah. It's pretty much the closest you can get to a city in a rural area. (They have a Wal-Mart, so i would say that it's considered a city.) There's enough to do to keep you occupied for a while, but being a cooped up, anti-social person like me, I hated it. I hated how friendly everyone was, and I hated being around people who were always so... Positive. But over the Christmas holiday, the weirdest feeling came over me. I started missing that little town.
And now that I'm back, I have a renewed outlook on life. I'm eating healthier, working out and running (even in these sub-zero temperatures, yes mom it's true,) and being more open-minded to ideas put forth by my roommates. Instead of being locked up in my room all day after classes, I'm out in the living room socializing with the roughly 30 visitors that poke their head in the door every day. I'm starting to be more social, and so far it has really been a positive experience.
So now I guess is the time where I'm supposed to say a little bit about myself. Well, as I said, I'm a sophomore at Snow College. I live in an apartment with 5 awesome guys, Sean, Jason, Chad, Rylar, and John. I consider myself really lucky to have such cool and chill roommates. I'm working to pay for school, and my job is not the best. I call people all day and ask them to rate their service experience at car dealerships. It's a drag, but it pays the bill. I'm only taking 14 credit hours this semester so I'll have time for work, and so far it's working out fine. I hope that the workload doesn't become any greater though. Most of my alone time comes at night when I can't sleep because of those 30 people I told you about, but I've learned to remedy that with 33 decibel reducing earplugs. They really work wonders. I feel deaf when I have them in. Seriously, I've slept through my alarm because of them before. But anyway...
There is someone I speak very highly of and have a HUGE respect and a GINORMOUS love for in my life, and her name is Sarah. I love her to death, literally. We've had our rough patches (What couple hasn't?) but we've worked through them and they've only brought us closer together. I'm very fortunate to be able to see her everyday because she's down here at college with me. This "home away from home" experience has really made our relationship grow by leaps and bounds, and I've never been happier.
Besides anything that you'd expect a regular college student to do, I'm pretty boring.
Eat, Classes, Eat, Work, Eat, Work Out, Sleep is my daily schedule.
But that's the main reason I've created this blog. I want to capture every out of the ordinary, lame, funny, stupid, hurtful, painful, sad, happy, weird memory that happens while I'm here at my "home away from home."
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