just an update...

So I actually went on a GOOD date last night. Way to redeem my dating life.

SOOOO... one of my professors decided to turn my finals (I'm taking 2 classes from him) into take home finals. Which sounded awesome at the time, but now I'm realizing that that makes it okay for him to make the final really hard and really long.... and considering I have 2 classes from him, and therefore 2 take home finals, I have spent the WHOLE weekend working on them.

But in different news, I am going to be in Chicago in like 36 hours! And I get to see all my favorite people! And I am SO EXCITED... I freaking can't contain myself.

So I got a job at the MTC! I teach ESL to spanish speakers. And I love my job SO MUCH that I would rather be there teaching than at home. Or anywhere else. And I get my first class in january AND I get to help the Elder from armenia and my life is good. I have a white name tag now....

I had a dinner party at my house on friday night, and I decided to be ambitious in my choice of food. I roasted two whole chickens with vegetables and baked a pumpkin pie. It was delicious! And 3 Elders from the mission came, and it was really fun. And it combined with my sister's birthday party later that night. But she refused to sing the song we made up...

Finals are tomorrow. And then I'm going to CHICAGO!!! And this time I can wear jeans. Joy to the world!

Gotta just follow up on that....

So, I decided I do want to talk about it. And I'm giving my biased version, because that's all I can give.

So I've been on two dates with this guy, so I decided to invite him to the huge group date that my roomate and her boyfriend were planning. It's the logical solution, right? So I invited him, and he told me that he had a ward temply trip, but that he could be there by 8:30. So I was like "cool!" and it became the plan.

So everyone starts to show up, and make these high-falutin gingerbread houses with sheds and cool roofs and towers, and I became the frosting wench; (making a delicious and gluey substance out of butter and sugar is not as easy as it seems) time begins to pass. 8:30 comes and goes... 9:00....9:30.... I finished my gingerbread house, and then headed upstairs. you see, it takes a lot for me to get embarassed. But I attended a group date at my house where my date didn't show up.... in front of a bunch of people I didn't know. Awesome. So I went upstairs and texted him. No answer. at 10:00 he texted me telling me he was JUST getting out of the temple..... and then he called me and left a message flippantly apologizing and saying that "he hoped I had a great time.... he certainly did!" Okay. I know it's bad to get mad at someone for going to the temple, but if you knew that you were going to be late when you were going into the session, you should have just texted before you left the locker room. Or better yet, don't say yes to a date you can't come to! Or don't tell someone in your apology message how much fun you had standing someone up on the date they invited you to. Unless of course you're TRYING to piss them off or are completely unable to comprehend the HUMILIATION involved in getting stood up in front of 12 other people.

So I'm mad. And I'm going to let myself be mad for as long as I want.

My genius roomate fixed everyting with Del Taco though. Man. No WONDER she make it into the business program.

So there is a first time for everything....

including being stood up. yup. That was me tonight. Don't really want to talk about it. Just think the cyberworld should know that. I tried to block my pissed off emotions, but I decided to own them instead. I am legitimately pissed off. And so I'm not making excuses for how I feel. I don't care if my feelings are justified or not. They are how I feel.

Suck on that.

Isn't there something romantic about the apostle's love stories?

So guess what everyone?!?

I figured out how to sign in to my old email account. So now I officially have 2 email accounts with gmail. Go me.

I also found this other blog I started under a pseudonym last year, but I don't remember writing it.... it is thedailymishapsofvictoriahart.blogspot.com. I was just as confused as you undoubtedly are.

This week is the week of death. I had a paper due on monday that I TOTALLY overachieved on (my TA asked me "REALLY, Leah? A clear plastic cover?"), a statistics test yesterday, a spanish exam to work for the MTC today (passed with flying colors!) and an armenian exam of the same type on friday. Not to mention my final paper for remote sensing and my final project for GIS. Or that the ward mysteriously asked me if I would be willing to double up on callings next semster.

My hot roomate wants me to go play rockband with her.

SO off I go!!

Sunday funday

So today was stake conference. It was FOUR HOURS LONG at once. Because aparently no one in my stake will attend a saturday session. But it was great, I loved it. And this morning I set off the fire alarm... TWICE. I was pan searing steak and it set off the fire alarm, and later when I was blow drying my hair, the steam coming out of my luscious locks set it off again.

Yesterday I worked all day at the distribution center, and it was great. I love my job. But I had to get up at 5:45 to catch a 7:00 bus to get to orem. And THEN, on the way home, the bus didn't come. But luckily, my friend Nate was there to give me a ride home.

And then I went to bed at 10:00. Because I was tired. And that, my friends, is how you become a homebody.

Anybody want private tutoring in that? Because I'm an expert.

In other news, I got a 100% on my remote sensing midterm. And I have As in all of my classes. Political Geography is killing me - I have a test tomorrrow. NOT excited for that. Good thing the TA was super nice and helped me catch up on the days I missed due to swine flu.

The director of my major only comes in on thursdays, so I went in to say hello, and we ended up playing with those little plastic domes that you invert and then they pop up for like half an hour. I'm in the right major.

Swine flu... CONQUERED

SO! The swine flu is over. And I got 100% on my remote sensing test! I was totally thrilled. After a week of being out of school, that's nice to come back to. I think I might try to get a masters in remote sensing.... I find it really interesting.

Yesterday I had to do my once a month calling and plan the ward FHE, but my co chair told me not to worry about it. So I didn't. Next think i know, 10 minutes before the activity, I had to

1) set up all the tie dye
2) explain how to do it
3) do the spiritual thought
4) do it without him, because he was going to be late.

I guess none of that "not worrying about it" stuff! Good thing I served a mission. Otherwise I would have flipped out. But I just smiled and did it. And it turned out great. And one of my roomates was madder at him than I was. Good times.

Shout out to my amazing sister Debby, who never ceases to amaze or inspire me. Love ya!

Things I'm sick of

So, I have swine flu. And it SUCKS. And it has given me a lot of time to think. And I've come up with a list of things I'm sick of.

1) Living in transient housing where you have to mark all your stuff. I don't want to have to label my juice cans or bread anymore. (my roomates would probably call me a hypocrite right now because I figure since they all mark their stuff, I dont have to mark mine.)

2) Living with roomates. There's so much drama. I have to wake my roomate up every day because her super loud country alarm doesn't wake her up

3) Rich, bratty people who are EXACTLY like rich bratty people in movies. How about the fact that I know someone who I am forced to see every day who I take a genuine interest in their life has NEVER ONCE asked me how I am doing?

4) Feeling less than adequate. Wanna know why? Because I'm MORE than freaking adequate! I wasn't born with a size 0 body! And aparently in some circles that means that I'm disposable.

5) Feeling like I'm some kind of old maid. I'm 23 for pete's sake.

6) never having enough money in the bank to do anything. Not even buy popsicles. I suppose that's why we go to college, though.

Man, I'm going to create a really long list if I don't stop there.

I'm just sick. And emotional because I'm sick. And feeling a little entitled because I just spent the last 2 years of my life serving the Lord and I don't see many of the promised blessings showing up.

In other news, George asked me to be his TA in the spring.

Woot.

I love rockband!

Sundays are always so tragic. The day starts out and you get all kinds of dolled up, and you go to church, and you come home, and all is well in the world. So far, so good. THEN you eat Thai food and zebra cakes, manna from heaven, and it can't even get better than that. And then you have the nap, and the day is over. And then it begins.

You feel useless.

Especially because 3 months ago, I was serving and helping people actively all day long every day. And now I am so wrapped up in ME, you know? But I suppose that's life when you're in college. And I suppose I should enjoy it, but I really want to go back to being overworked and underappreciated, cause at least I felt tired and misunderstood at the end of the day. Now I just feel restless and tragic, and useless.

In happier news, I have now reached the age of 23. I'm wearing all black to mourn my youth.

Yesterday, when I went over to visit Kathryn and Jake, the first thing out of Jake's mouth was "you look like you go to stripper hogwarts". You see, I was wearing a little plaid blazer with an emblem on it, and aparently it looked like the stripper version of a hogwarts uniform. I've come to the conclusion that I could be a prostitute's stylist.... I love tight clothes, cheap, big jewelry, and trashy shoes. But it's fine. That's my taste. And that's why I looked SO different as a sister missionary. Because none of those three was compatable with my calling at that point.

Now I'm just rambling.

I love rockband. Nuff said.

How DO you break lifelong habits?

So I have this bad habit of biting my cuticles. I stopped for about 4 months, but I picked it right back up again. Any suggestions here?

Life is good. I have 3 freaking tests this week, one of which is worth 25% of my final grade. Boo. I hate big tests.

The girl next to me is eating deliscious soup, and I covet it.

So last night, me, my roomate, and her Louisiana friend went on a late night trip to wal mart - ALWAYS a good idea. I love how all the halloween costumes for women are slut tastic. My favorite moment was when we were walking out, and the McDonalds in Wal Mart (because combining those two is such a good idea - low quality products in bulk with low quality food in bulk) had a GIANT banner saying that the ice cream was 69 cents. Michael then decided that we all needed ice cream, so he runs into mcdonalds yelling "69 cents?!!? I'M BUYING!" It's sad how it's these moments that define my life.

I want to go to work. I'm sick of school. Boo. I have to read 2 EXCEPTIONALLY BORING articles before 1:00. So off I go.

How DO you break lifelong habits?

Welcome to my new blog

So, I had a blog before my mission. But I forgot how to access it, so I guess I can't use it anymore.... so here is my new one! The old url, if you're interested, was happinessisleahshaped.blogspot.com. It is majestic.

I'm Leah, I'm living in Provo, I just got home from my mission in Armenia and Chicago, and now I'm back at school getting my degree in Geospatial Intelligence with a minor in Russian.

I expect you'll be hearing from me every few days, especially since my classes don't keep me busy enough and I only work on saturdays.....

So yeah. There's my introduction to me. Any questions?