Thursday, March 18, 2010

It's almost over!!

So today marks the beginning of the end. The home stretch of this week of cramming, intellectual growth, and memorization. Today at 11 I have a test, and then at 1 I have work. At 5 I get off, at which point I will go straight back to school and make a 5-7 minute briefing on human trafficking in the former USSR. Tomorrow morning I have to take a final from last semester, and then I'm HOME FREE!!

In other news, last night, as I was crawling into bed, a travesty happened. A few weeks ago, I shifted my bed a foot or two to the right so as to rearrange my furniture and make room for a much needed bookcase. Last night, I was feeling towards my bed in the dark, and I thought I had found it. So I trusted my judgment and put my left hand forward and leaned as if I were falling into bed. Instead, I fell just to the right of the bed, and my left palm made contact with the bed frame, and made this giant WHACK sound. I didn't even know one could BRUISE their palm, but apparently,one can.

So wish me luck everyone! The final sprint! And then, a weekend of post-mission frivolity. JOY!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

My fridge smells like cat food

So this morning, i woke up at 8:00. my roommate Jenny, who is supposed to be at work by that time, was still sound asleep in bed. So I woke her up and got her going. when I went downstairs, I opened the fridge, and out wafts this nasty smell. It was like wet catfood - not the benign dry kind, but the wet, ground up fish parts fancy feast kind. I almost gagged.

In other news, this weekend a bunch of AYMers are coming into town to celebrate the return of one of the senior missionary couples. I am subsequently trying to get friday evening off of work, to fully enjoy their presence.

The good news? It's actually warm outside. CELEBRATE!!!

Monday, March 15, 2010

So this week is going to be the week from hell. Not that last week wasn't, this is just the..... academic version. Today I took my test for Geography of Africa, and while I was in the testing center, a guy near me got caught cheating. So I was sitting there, minding my own business, marking all the major cities of africa on an outline map, and all of a sudden, the proctor, who is usually silent as the grave as he paroles the aisles, asks "may I see your test?" The guy hands it over, and as the proctor leafs through it, lo and behold - two typed sheets of notes! So the proctor and the guy walk over to the place where you hand it the test, as the rest of us gawk at him. It made my stomach jump. Good thing I can get As without cheating! Thanks God for making me smart.

So I have 2 more tests this week, and luckily my presentation in front of the ROTC got pushed to next week. Yay!

In other news, a bunch of AYMers are getting together this weekend to celebrate a senior couple's return. I'm STOKED! I seriously can't wait.

That is all.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

My life is out of control. Thing is, I was reading my old blog, and it always has been. Things just happen. I had a midterm last week (31/32 points, thank you very much!) and I have one next week. I have a presentation tomorrow, that I have yet to begin creating, and a project due in two weeks that I have yet to start. I also have  a paper due sometime this month, which for some reason doesn't motivate me at ALL.

I guess I just keep having these tragic moments, when I wish that things could be like they were "before". But now that I've looked at "before", things are pretty much the same. Here I am, in Provo, going completely INSANE because I'm trapped here. Wanting to get out of here so desperately, but not being able to because I have to freaking GRADUATE from college. I don't even care anymore. I just want to move somewhere savage and never look back.

Basically, no matter when it is, Provo is my kryptonite. It's more like an allergic reaction, really; it comes on with time and is worse each time it happens. The rash is pretty bad at this point. Totally not helped by the fact that I am literally STUCK here with no car and nothing else.

I can't handle this. I need to get out. Away. I'm so done with this nonsense. I seriously don't even know WHAT I'm going to do at this point. I'm feeling rather desperate.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Brutal Honesty

That's my latest kick. Just telling it exactly like it is.

It's actually incredibly refreshing. It's kind of nerve-racking. It's kind of awesome.

It ends up with things like this:
"I'm very attracted to you. You have a nice figure, pretty hair, and a beautiful smile."
 or try this one on for size!
"You're being stupid. You're not stupid, but you're acting like it."

Things like that. Cutting out all the crap, all the meaningless conversation.
I've discovered that if you demand honesty from people, they'll eventually buckle and give it to you.

I made armenian food this weekend, and it came out GREAT! When I go home I'll have to make it again. I was told that I should open a restaurant. I guess I could make it a combination armenian - mexican restaurant. What could I call it; La Hamov Cantina?

Isn't it funny that boys come in waves? There are only two options; a drought or a flood. I'm the flood area now. Not that I'm complaining, I like going on dates.

Basically things are fine. I think I've finally been honest enough with the people around me that they understand now. For the first time since my misison.

It's like I've invested little parts of myself into different people. A little here, a little there. Is there anyone that's a secure investment? I'm sure only time will tell with that one.

It's the law of increasing returns.