I bought a wig today. A flapper wig. A 1920's bob. I also bought a hat for said outfit. I have a pinstripe dress. And my roommate is lending me a string of pearls...1922 here I come! I am really really really ridiculously excited to see "Thoroughly Modern Millie" tomorrow night. Ridiculously.
So, best parts of my day, in no particular order: Going grocery shopping with Alisha and picking up said items for party-date (also having groceries is nice).
Finding out Noah is engaged.
listening to old lady talk at the quilting shop. (excerpt: Well I just don't believe in that sort of thing)
Walking up to campus with Stetson and tyler.
Talking to Sammy and John on the phone while I walked home.
Sherilyn texting me hello.
Talking with Cheryl at work.
Lastly, I love you all.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
busy busy busy
It's 5:22am and I'm at my computer looking up a song I heard yesterday because it was beautiful ('Hymn' by Brooke Fraser, a NZ artist).
I haven't had time to post much lately....recent happenings:
-Watching 'It Happened One Night' with Steven and Joanna
-Going to Soldier's Hollow with Steven Allen, Jaron and Mike
-Being ridiculously enamored of Mike Hinckly's protest party album
-Having Marae come over, and all that that entails (laughter, love, singing. Every song is better when Marae sings it)
-Going to the ward shindig last night and freezing yet having 3 cups of hot chocolate, and another one when I got home, in lieu of an actual dinner.
My favorite verse from this song:
If my heart has one ambition
If my soul one goal to seek
This my solitary vision
'til I only dwell in Thee
I haven't had time to post much lately....recent happenings:
-Watching 'It Happened One Night' with Steven and Joanna
-Going to Soldier's Hollow with Steven Allen, Jaron and Mike
-Being ridiculously enamored of Mike Hinckly's protest party album
-Having Marae come over, and all that that entails (laughter, love, singing. Every song is better when Marae sings it)
-Going to the ward shindig last night and freezing yet having 3 cups of hot chocolate, and another one when I got home, in lieu of an actual dinner.
My favorite verse from this song:
If my heart has one ambition
If my soul one goal to seek
This my solitary vision
'til I only dwell in Thee
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Someday
Someday, I will find where all my lost tweezers are hiding.
Also, I wish I could always do my jazz homework when it is gray and rainy outside; the blues just seem to fit so much better then.
Also, I wish I could always do my jazz homework when it is gray and rainy outside; the blues just seem to fit so much better then.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
new member discussions are the best!!!
Today I saw Matt Meese on campus!!! Not that I actually know him or anything, but it was still cool, just seeing him around. I wonder how many times he gets the obligatory "Is that Matt Meese?!" double-take.
Do you ever see people on campus, and know that you've noticed them around before, for some salient feature of their being/appearance, and say to yourself "Oh yeah that's [insert nickname here]! (for example: really poofy hair boy) and keep noticing them every day on campus, and hence, feel like you know them when in all actuality, you don't? And then let's say you end up standing next to said person in the library at the public computers, and you have this really strong urge to talk to them, and tell them your nickname for them because heck, you've been friends for awhile in YOUR mind, andwhat's one more hello, but you know that saying anything would mean certain social death? So you don't say anything but you have this sense of guilt because it feels like you're ignoring them when really you're acutely tuned in to any excuse to become friends with them just so you can finally stop lying to them about the actual intimacy of your relationship? But despite this you still don't say anything, and end up feeling like you've not done your duty of fellowshipping someone, and end up venting by blogging about it later?
yeah. That never happens to me either.
We taught a recent convert in my ward a new member discussion today; it was the best. I love being a ward missionary. It is a great calling. I know all of you can't exactly go try it b/c callings come by inspiration and all that, but if you have any way within your power to get together with the Ward missionaries sometime, you should. Their jobs are the best. I really love teaching about principles I know to be true, and stregthening my own testimony by bearing testimony, it helps you feel the Spirit so much more.
I am going with Drake to St. George in 3 weeks!
p.s. I adore hearing people whistle happy tunes on campus. You can see everyone around them happier because of it, I promise. Such a whistler brightened my day today (before the Matt Meese experience, but after the hypothetical naming-people-you-don't-know-but-see-on-campus episode. It was a busy day.) So, thank you. And keep it up you whistlers. Keep it up.
Do you ever see people on campus, and know that you've noticed them around before, for some salient feature of their being/appearance, and say to yourself "Oh yeah that's [insert nickname here]! (for example: really poofy hair boy) and keep noticing them every day on campus, and hence, feel like you know them when in all actuality, you don't? And then let's say you end up standing next to said person in the library at the public computers, and you have this really strong urge to talk to them, and tell them your nickname for them because heck, you've been friends for awhile in YOUR mind, andwhat's one more hello, but you know that saying anything would mean certain social death? So you don't say anything but you have this sense of guilt because it feels like you're ignoring them when really you're acutely tuned in to any excuse to become friends with them just so you can finally stop lying to them about the actual intimacy of your relationship? But despite this you still don't say anything, and end up feeling like you've not done your duty of fellowshipping someone, and end up venting by blogging about it later?
yeah. That never happens to me either.
We taught a recent convert in my ward a new member discussion today; it was the best. I love being a ward missionary. It is a great calling. I know all of you can't exactly go try it b/c callings come by inspiration and all that, but if you have any way within your power to get together with the Ward missionaries sometime, you should. Their jobs are the best. I really love teaching about principles I know to be true, and stregthening my own testimony by bearing testimony, it helps you feel the Spirit so much more.
I am going with Drake to St. George in 3 weeks!
p.s. I adore hearing people whistle happy tunes on campus. You can see everyone around them happier because of it, I promise. Such a whistler brightened my day today (before the Matt Meese experience, but after the hypothetical naming-people-you-don't-know-but-see-on-campus episode. It was a busy day.) So, thank you. And keep it up you whistlers. Keep it up.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
five phone calls
Today I made, as soon as I got home, at least five different phone calls/text conversations. Most of them were with people I would call my 'family' circle of friends here in provo--you know, the ones who help you when you get sick, the ones who always find out how you're doing, and the ones you say I haven't seen you in FOREVER, when in all actuality, it's been 4 days. That was really cool. I really like having that many intimate connections in my life. Where I can just call people, and connect with them, and even better--have something to say that's meaningful. Mostly I was calling to tell people about the AWESOME Folk ensemble show that's going on this Friday night at 8 in the barefoot studio of the RB--it's their tech rehearsal so it's FREE, and YOU SHOULD GO!!!! but it was great to just talk too, and get the updates on their lives. I think there was maybe one (possibly two) people who I didn't get the real deal with, probably because they were doing something else, like preparing for dinner group at the same time. But mostly, it was great. What a great end to my day. It was pretty funny though that two of those people I had already talked to on the phone at least once already today, and then one of them called me back a third time, later this very same evening. Ah, friends!
You should go to this show. It's going to be amazing.
You should go to this show. It's going to be amazing.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
elbow-touchy-feely
Whoa what a week!! First full week of classes, and a full week of work, and I am still alive! It's been pretty busy, but I am the happy kind of busy, not the "I want to lie down and go to sleep for a week" kind of busy. Man, did I sleep today though. I got a wonderful nap in. I should probably be in bed right now, seeing as I still will go to work at the MTC tomorrow morning, even though it's a holiday. We do get holiday pay though, which is nice. Then I am going to come home and clean my room!!! I know, not exactly exciting plans, but it's gotta get done sooner or later, and it will greatly improve my quality of life (Not to mention my roommate's!) I do have a really busy semester, and so I have to use my extra time wisely. Manage it. I never thought I would hear myself saying this kind of stuff, but it's so true.
So today I was at a ward activity and as I was talking with a guy, and he was a fun kid, he reached out and touched my arm. Not a big deal, right? I should think not. But I was immediately more comfortable with him. I don't know why. I'm not going to make a big deal about his looks out in the open world wide web or anything, but he was a usual clean cut handsome kid. Just the BYU look, you know? So it wasn't that I was like "ahh! he touched me!" ala 'I can hear the bells" or "Joshua Noveck" but it was still comforting and nice. I'm reading a book right now that talks about how important positive interaction with others is (for both parties, givers and recievers) to have a meaningful life. So true!! Just a shout out to all you guys who are comfortable and confident enough to reach out every once in a while: thank you. I appreciate you. I think we need to be more affectionate as a society.
I should have gone to bed two hours ago. Ah no-holiday MTC, how I love you. And you, dear friends; I love you too. Goodnight.
So today I was at a ward activity and as I was talking with a guy, and he was a fun kid, he reached out and touched my arm. Not a big deal, right? I should think not. But I was immediately more comfortable with him. I don't know why. I'm not going to make a big deal about his looks out in the open world wide web or anything, but he was a usual clean cut handsome kid. Just the BYU look, you know? So it wasn't that I was like "ahh! he touched me!" ala 'I can hear the bells" or "Joshua Noveck" but it was still comforting and nice. I'm reading a book right now that talks about how important positive interaction with others is (for both parties, givers and recievers) to have a meaningful life. So true!! Just a shout out to all you guys who are comfortable and confident enough to reach out every once in a while: thank you. I appreciate you. I think we need to be more affectionate as a society.
I should have gone to bed two hours ago. Ah no-holiday MTC, how I love you. And you, dear friends; I love you too. Goodnight.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
tastyness.
What a day! Did you know that breakfast at the MTC is AMAZING?! I bet you did. If you served a mission. Except if you served it a long time ago, because I'm pretty sure they've changed it up sometime recently. It's rockin. My favorite, in fact.
Monday, January 12, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Monson time!!!
What a great day. President Monson's fireside was totally the best part. That and I got to sit by three of my best friends while listening to it. Every time I attend a fireside in the Marriott I get so excited, I just can't help myself. Also, I got to see Marae, always a plus. And Diana. And get a little bit of birthday planning done. Yay! Life could not be better right now. Well, maybe it could be. Perhaps, if I went to bed an hour ago.
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