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Things That I Have Learned

I am now twenty-one, and I am obviously much wiser than I have ever before been.

And so, I have learned a few things on my way to this ripe old age.

1. I have zero balance and I generally bruise when I fall on... anything. As evidenced by my birthday present to myself, a fall down icy stairs and a gigantic bruise on my "whosiwhatsit". I'm putting a picture of it on here, but I will place it at the very end... just in case you don't really want to see it. But let me just say, it's amazing!

2. I have a very short attention span/tolerance for math, and for things and people that I don't like. However, I am determined to make it through and conquer College Algebra. And my other classes. Or else, this will most likely be my last semester in college for a while.

3. I hate smelly people, smelly rooms, smelly shoes, smelly anything smelly. (Smelly in the "oh my gosh, I think I might puke my guts out that smells so bad, and look my skin just crawled off of my body" bad smelly smells. Of course, I might be exaggerating a bit)

4. I am not very organized. But I am currently trying to overcome that. I'm trying very hard.

5. I do NOT wake up until I have had 8 hours of sleep. Don't be fooled if I'm talking to you while I am asleep, because I do do that. As such, I will be going to sleep early. At 11 pm MST. I want to function like a human being. And so I will.

6. Voting is important. Period.

7. My family loves me, quirks and all.

8. I love them, more quirks and all. LOVE!

9. I am happiest when I am doing what I am meant to be doing.

10. The gospel is an essential part of my life, and I love it.

11. I have learned most things the HARD way. Someday, hopefully, I will learn something the easy way.

12. I don't think the way most other people do. It's frustrating sometimes.

13. It's irksome when one person constantly tells you "you're weird, and I don't know how we're friends! But we are!" Personally, that doesn't sound very nice, or friendly. I mean, once in a blue moon, okay. But all of the time. It gets to be a little much. I might think things like that, but I don't say it out loud to them. Geez Louise.

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My Face and Finals

This. This is my face during finals.

I haven't even taken a test yet. Dang.
You'd think that my tests would be so afraid of my face that I would get A+'s on alllllllll of them. Maybe I'll get lucky and get a freebie pity answer...

Nearly Home

In a few days, I will be home. Come to me, Sanity. I am 100% looking forward to being with my family. I miss my family when I'm not close to them. I didn't used to think it would be so important to me, but my family is amazing. They are the coolest people I know. Seriously. It runs in the family. We're cool. Yes, they might think that I'm ridiculous most of the time, but, that is probably because it is true. As crazy as things get around home, these folks keep me grounded. Wooh!
And thank goodness for my parents. They wrangle me in. I miss family hugs. My family wasn't terribly touchy when I was growing up, but, when I went home over the summer, I squeezed everyone a lot. I plan on doing that again. I need all the hugs I can get.
I get some hugs here, but I usually end up getting a shoulder in my eye or an armpit in my face. I don't feel the love. I feel the awkward.
I'm also excited to laugh with my family. I always laugh until it hurts. Plus, I can be my nerd self and not be judged, because they all know that I'm a huge nerd already. Yay for family!

This post is incoherent. Mostly because I'm just thinking and typing at the same time and not studying for finals or working on my project... uh... I'll do that.

Hibernation

Yesterday, it smelled alright in my apartment, perhaps the gerbils were just in hibernation mode. But today, they are up and around, and boy are they smelly little buggers. I want to have zero noses they smell so nasty. If only the candles and air freshener would kill the smell. Exterminate the smell. Eradicate the smell. Basically, I wish it didn't stink.

DOWN WITH THE GERBILS!

(unless we actually have one, then I want to play with it...)

The Sky is Falling

Everything I can see out of my window is white. That's because it's snowing. There are large CHUNKS of snow falling from the sky. I have to go outside. While the sky is falling. I admit it's pretty. Maybe I'll be warm enough that I won't hate the snow this year.

Bob and Raisins

If it weren't for Bob Marley (I know I just blogged about Bob, but he really is great) and my raisins, I would have zero sanity. It's not that I was about to lose my mind or anything, it just happens that life has become stressful, in more than a few ways. And tonight, I was just sitting in my room feeling not overwhelmed, but whelmed in the least, and I saw my raisins and put a little Bob Marley on the old iTunes. These two gems have brought me back to my happy place, where I am completely zen, I sit back and let the good times roll. Even if they aren't going to roll anytime soon, they're rolling in my head, with Bob, and Raisins. Bob provides the sweet sweet... jams... tunes... blech, everything... and raisins. Raisins are squishy and wrinkly, they used to be grapes, who wouldn't like them?

So. Thank you Bob, for your music.

And thank you Raisins, for your squishiness.
Oh. And good hair days. Good hair days always are better than bad hair days. Here's a picture, it was a good hair day. And thank you genetics and shampoo. My hair is grateful, as am I.

Update: I have hot water again. And for now, at least my bedroom doesn't smell like gerbils...

Gerbils...

I don't know what it is. But my apartment smells like gerbils or some skanky smelling rodent. I can't handle the smell. It makes me want to up-chuck.

Seriously though, I know how to get smells out of pretty much everything, but we don't even have animals in our apartment. I've tried cleaning pretty much everything that I can, but it still smells. I don't know what it is. But it's bad. Real bad.

I don't want to curl up in my bed and find some hairy thing poking it's stinky face out at me. No sir.

And now there is no hot water in my apartment?

Give Me the Good Stuff, Bob.

I have no plans. No idea what I am doing after next semester, except for leaving Utah. That's about as far as I have gotten in the planning stage of my life.

There are infinite possibilities that I could theoretically pursue, but realistically, that number is extremely small. Mostly because I have no money. Most likely what will happen is that I will sell my soul and work my tuckus off for about a year, save money, and work on my portfolio. I will be a bum. A bum in my very early twenties. I guess it's safe to say that I'm moving up in the world. I suppose I knew this would happen eventually. But. I wasn't really looking forward to it.

But, on the bright side, if I really save enough money, then I could realistically go anywhere that I want. And what I will be doing is going to school. Somewhere. Somewhere awesome. Somewhere totally sweet. Somewhere I can have a dog! Sweet mother of pearl.

In the mean time, I am totally wigging out because that is basically all I can do. And that is because that is what I should be doing. Mostly because I haven't wigged out enough all semester to get my life in order and now, I am feeling massive amounts of impending doom because I have an awful feeling that a lot of my classes will not transfer to where ever I end up going. But, that could potentially be a very good thing. I just don't like the thought that most of the past three years of my life don't count for much, in the scholarly sense.

Luckily I have obtained massive amounts of Bob Marley music, and am completely zen. It's pretty... wooh. I don't know how else to describe it.

If only I hadn't signed up for a math course. If only.

Jamming.

Ain't no rules, ain't no vow, we can do it anyhow

I and I will see you through,

'Cos every day we pay the price with a little sacrifice

Jamming till the jam is through.