The Unforeseen Relocation of The Bermuda Triangle.

College is great. As I’ve mentioned before , there are so many people and things to watch. It’s awesome. But as I get more and more used to school fewer and fewer things seem funny. Until today.

              

I was sitting in the hall finishing a paper. As I look over I see a person drop all their things which were conveniently not bound together in any manner. All their books and pencils went everywhere. I sighed a sympathetic sigh because I know all too well what it’s like to have that happen. Luckily she wasn’t by herself and her friends helped her pick up all her things and I went back to my paper.

                

About five minutes passed and I happened to look over to that area and there was someone in the same spot picking up all their things. At first I thought it was the first girl taking forever to pick everything up. But when I looked down at the clock I figured five minutes was way too long for a person to gather their things. Also it was a boy. This means that TWO people dropped their things in the same spot within five minutes of each other! Funny right? Just wait. It gets better.

                

Less than five minutes later the same thing happened AGAIN!!! Just like the previous two times I looked up and saw someone’s things go flying all over the floor. This time I was struggling to keep from laughing out loud. Honestly what are the odds that three people would drop their things in the same spot within such a short amount of time?      

                

I kind of do feel bad for laughing when things like that happen. I would be completely humiliated if I ever had the experience. But really, how could I not laugh. So don’t think I’m a terrible person because you can’t tell me that you’re above allowing yourself at least a small laugh on the inside.

                

As I finished my paper I was wondering, what caused three people to have the same unfortunate experience? The only thing I could come up with is that the Bermuda Triangle mysteriously shifted due to a magnetic shift of the North Pole. But that would be superstitious nonsense, and I don’t believe in such things. But I will admit that when I had to go that way to get to class 20 minutes later, I won’t lie, I definitely went the long way to avoid that patch of hallway. I had way too much stuff in my arms to take the risk.

YouTube Part 2

So I love YouTube more than anyone I know. Everyone knows this. Considering that it's finals week at BYU and all of my friends are super focused boring I've been spending a lot of time watching videos. I figured that since everyone is trying to focus on school the least I could do was provide them with something distracting. So, these are my favorite videos that I've seen in the past few months.

This guy is hilarious. He does a ton of random pranks like this. I just chose one of my favorites.

In general the commercials are the only reason to watch the Superbowl. Considering that this year the commercials weren't as good as those in years past the only reason to watch was for the Doritos commercials. This one is probably my favorite.

Blooper reels are my favorite kind of videos. This one is pretty great.

This was the first YouTube video I ever saw. My friend showed it to me in the 8th grade and it's been in my top five favorite videos ever since.

This isn't funny or anything. It's just awesome. Go Cougars.

This video is super painful, but really funny and totally worth your time.

So, I hope these made your day as much as they always make mine. Good luck on finals everyone!

Disconnect

Utah Valley University is not the college of choice for most young adults in Utah. However there are a few positives of going to the state cop-out school.

1. The chicken fingers in the cafeteria are life changing

2. Almost every building is connected therefore you hardly ever have to go outside if the weather is undesirable.

One of the negatives of UVU is the fact that some of the buildings aren't connected to the main campus. And by not connected I mean pack your wagon and saddle up the horse, it'll take a couple days to get there. With some buildings it doesn't matter that they're so far away. The McKay Education Building for example (A)--A very small percentage of UVU students actually go to that building so it's no big deal that it's way across campus. The problem arises when a building that is pivotal to a student's success is .58 miles away from the center of campus (B) (For the record that is not an exaggeration. I Googled it). The building I refer to is none other than the testing center (C).

Sometimes the hike is marginally OK. On the days when the leaves are beautiful, the temperature is perfect, and the sun is shining but not so brightly that it blinds you. This blissful period of time is a 3-8 day block that can occur any time between mid of September to the end of November (welcome to Utah). Any other time the weather is either so hot you're sweating bullets or so cold and windy your nose starts running the second you step outside.

I had a particularly amazing experience on my way to the testing center today. It was pouring rain AND bitter cold. Oh, and my headphones were broken. How did I get so lucky? By the time I got back to school my hair was windblown, wet and tangled, my shoes were soaked through and my pants were wet up to mid-calf even after I painstakingly avoided all puddles.

I do try to find the positives in life though so two nice things about today? I wore waterproof mascara so my make up still looked alright when I got back to school, and my backpack shielded my back from the pouring rain. It's all about the silver lining right?... right?...

Here's your change sir.

It's been almost two weeks since school started. College is so completely different from high school. One of my favorite differences is that there are so many things and people to watch. Sometimes weird, sometimes hilarious. This happened today:
A guy was at the vending machine getting a soda right next to the table where I was reading. He paid with a $10. He got his soda and waited for his change. All of a sudden the vending machine started spitting out nickels. The fact that he got roughly $8 in quarters is funny by itself. But the best part was that instead of pouring the change into the compartment at the bottom of the machine the coins came flying out of it and landing on the ground all around the vending machine. It was all I could do to not laugh out loud. Either way, it completely made my day.

It's like the first day of Kindergarten...

From age five to fifteen I used to always be excited for school to start. When August came around I would start combing the ads in the newspaper looking for school supply advertisements. As soon as I saw the first one I would start begging my mom to go school shopping. Eventually my mom would deem it time to go shopping and I would get new binders, crayons, pencils and everything else I needed to fill my backpack. I also loved getting new clothes. They're so bright and perfect looking and they also smell amazing. Some kinds of clothes have a nicer smell than others. My personal favorite smell as a child was the smell of brand new... Underwear. No, I'm not joking. In elementary school that was probably in my top five favorite smells. Unfortunately my mom always washed my underwear before I was allowed to wear it. Weird right? So after we did all our shopping my mom would make me tuck the clothes in the back of the closet and store my school supplies in my backpack until school started. So I would eagerly anticipate the start of school so I could use all my cool new things.

So finally after a month of anticipation, the night before school started would finally come. I had been packing and repacking my school box and backpack. I asked everyone's advice on what to wear on the first day, enlisted my sister to do my hair, and placed my outfit carefully on a hanger and went to bed as early as possible so I would be able to wake up on time the next morning. Before I would go to bed I would ask sister if she wanted me to wake her up the next morning. She would tell me that I was weird for liking school so much, and I would just smile and fall asleep.

The first day of school was finally here, I woke up to my three alarms at least 2 1/2 hours before I had to leave for school. I would meticulously get ready and prepare everything a final time. If I had spare time I would usually attempt to make a special breakfast celebrating the first day of school (it was never very special because for most of my life I only knew how to make scrambled eggs) and eagerly waited for the time when I got to go pick up my good friend Lyndsie, let her mom snap a few (hundred) photos and go off to school.

This is how things went until about sophomore year. After that I dreaded school and was always wishing summer could go on for a few more months. This year though, by the end of June I was so ready to go back to school. I want to go get school supplies and pack my backpack already and school doesn't start until the end of August. College is going to be so hard and chances are that by the end of the second week I'll be begging for summer, but right now I just can't wait for school to start. So this year it's going to be just as fun as it was my first day of kindergarten (maybe). Not to mention I'll have a few more perks than before, a new laptop and an apartment for example.

Graduation part two-finished!

Timpview's graduation wasn't as painful as I thought it was going to be. My biggest worry going into graduation was that I didn't know the people who I was sitting by so it was going to be so boring because I wouldn't I didn't know the people I sat by but they were both super nice and that part turned out ok. I sat next to this girl named Bette Pauling and a boy named Jake Partridge and it was just fun making fun the Dr. Bayles and the overall ridiculousness (is that a word?) of graduation. Practice was two and a half hours long. 90%t of it was spent sitting in green folding chairs (which thankfully had cushions) waiting for things to get worked out. The other 10% was spent practicing the entrance at the beginning of graduation, or watching the A's of my graduating class rehearse the getting their diploma process. So although I would rather have been at home sleeping, quite frankly I suppose it was as good of a rehearsal as I could have hoped for.

Graduation itself wasn't too bad. Maybe I brought a Nintendo DS maybe I didn't (but for the record I am positive that at least 30 other people had a portable gaming device too) So I spent a good chunk of time playing Mario Kart and Lego Star Wars. The other chunk I listened to the speeches. Maybe they were cheesy or monotone but I didn't mind.

So while the whole experience wasn't my favorite, I didn't actually mind it. The only part that I was completely unprepared for and was totally miserable for was the part where I had to navigate my way out of the events center. There are about 7 Zillion people trying to make their way out of four doors. Imagine trying to find your family, gown return, friends, and an exit all the while suffocating.

So that was graduation. A right of passage that I have passed thank heavens.

Graduation part. one... Mission accomplished.

Seminary graduation was today and although it is much shorter and less painful than high school graduation, I think it would be helpful if they had a rehearsal like the one I have to go to for Timpview. Granted, I probably would have known what was going on if I had come on time, but when you go to any kind of gathering in Utah one would automatically assume that the clocks were running on Mormon standard time. This apparently is not the case with seminary graduation. I walk in probably 4.5 minutes late and I go to sit next to Kristina's family in the back. I misunderstand her questioning looks as "why are you late?" as I walk up to her I find out that I am supposed to be sitting in the front two rows with the rest of my graduating class. Great. Well it's no big deal I'll just go sit in that space on the far right on the second row, no problem. But no. I am in the fourth ward which is on the far left of the very front row which I find out after having a semi loud whispered conversation with the woman in charge of seating.

So given the kind of stressful beginning seminary graduation was pretty nice. I wish Timpview Graduation was as simple and short as seminary's. It was an hour and a fifteen minutes long at the very most (and that is including the time it took to eat refreshments--BYU brownies, what else), I was sitting on a relatively soft seat, and I was sitting by my friends. Timpview graduation on the other hand I will be sitting on a hard folding chair, sitting next to two people who I have never met (Michelle Paulson and Jacob Partidge?), wearing a cap and gown that are practically made of plastic, sitting listening to speeches and watching people walk across a stage for two+ hours. I truly believe that everyone who comes of their own free will to high school graduation is a genuine saint.

But I would rather suffer through high school graduation than the alternative, which is being a super senior. School is almost out and I am SOOOOOOOO excited that I would almost gladly walk through fire to be done. So even though it seems like I'm complaining, I'm really not I'm just running my mouth which everyone knows is an everyday occurrence for me.

4 days, 17 hours, 25 minutes, and 52 seconds until graduation!!!!!!!

Senioritis

Senioritis: (seen-your-eye-tiss) a colloquial term used in the United States to describe the decreased motivation toward studies displayed by students who are nearing the end of their High School career.

Freshmen, Sophomores, and Juniors alike all claim to have had senioritis since the day they walked into high school. I was one of them, but I had no idea what real senioritis was until the senior year started. It is so much worse then I could possibly fathom.

Don't get me wrong, I still go to class, I still try to get good grades, but the nearer I get to the end the harder it becomes. The only thing that keeps me in class is the ridiculous attendance policy and the fear of what my parents would do to me if I ever skipped class and they found out. But soon it will all be over and I am always informed of how long it is until that day. I have a paper chain in my bedroom, a countdown on my computer and iPod, and I tell everyone I come in contact with how many days until graduation.

Don't get me wrong high school wasn't a terrible experience. I missed out on most (if not all) of the more tragic and scarring experiences that many teenagers go through (i.e. being thrown into a trash can/locker, having rumors started about me, etc.), but I am definitely ready to escape all the drama.

So, for all the Freshmen--Juniors, you think you have senioritis, you don't, but don't worry you will, and I won't in...
14 days, 17 hours, 44 minutes, and 6 seconds, 5 seconds, 4 seconds, 3 seconds... Kidding