Adventures With the Cranky Babies

And how.

I am a jumpy person. Last night I was in the library studying with Tyler, and I was listening to my iPod. I had the volume turned up pretty loud, because, there is so much noise in the library. Right. Anyway, one song was pretty quiet, and then the next was comparably really very loud. It started out so loud that I screamed. I thought someone was attacking me. This could have been partly due to the fact that I was almost asleep and thinking in German. But after I screamed, I was pretty awake. Luckily, we were in a back corner of the library and there were only two other girls around us. But I am pretty sure I scared everyone. Wooh...

So, I think that the library induces sleepiness. And weirdness. Especially late at night.

"Ooooooohhh, that feels niiice!"

Sunshine and Tan-Lines!

I officially have a tan line. And it's only the first week of March! Hallelujah-to-ya! I took a nap outside earlier in the week and my arms certainly benefited from the sun.

But on the poopoo side, it's supposed to snow sometime this week. How can it go to 60-something to SNOW? Who knows. I don't really care yet, I'm enjoying the discovery of my tan lines!

Staying on the sunny side of life... life is good right now. I'm not feeling terribly stressed. I am not entirely sure why things feel so good, but I'm really enjoying the feeling. And I'm really hoping that it lasts.

Also, I'm pretty sure that I am coming back to BYU in the Fall, instead of trying to work to go gallivanting across the world to go to school in Italy next year. That will just have to wait until after I graduate with my BFA. So I'll go for the master's program and save about.... $60,000. Sounds good to me. Especially since I don't have anywhere near that much money. Plus, I don't hate Provo nearly as much right now.

All I need now is a dog.

Side note: I was talking to some folks in my German class today and I commented that I couldn't spell in English anymore. Then one of the girls said something like she agreed and it went on and she told us that she thought that we should just get rid of the letter "c" in English. We don't need it. I, for some reason, felt very attached to the letter "c" and felt the need to defend its place in our 26 letter alphabet. So I said something like, "Well, what about kitty?" They all just looked at me funny and then one girl said, "Valiant effort." Valiant effort indeed. Go me.

Math

The entirety of my problems with regards to mathematics has now become clear to me. I cannot successfully add, subtract, or multiply. Apparently I am okay when it comes to division.

But, after coming to this realization tonight, I feel that I must have completely stumbled my way through 2nd grade and the rest of my elementary, middle school, and high school math courses. Apparently I was luckier than I had realized. I refused to take math my senior year of high school. I am now extremely happy that I followed my gut, otherwise, I may not have made it into college, where I am having such a wonderful experience. With the gargantuan exception of anything involving mathematics.

Along with my descent into mathematical ineptitude, my spelling skills have begun to curdle, and not in the good way like I had intended said skills to mature and grow and flourish. Instead. I am taking German, and now I can't spell in English. Ah. Such is life.

I now feel like I should be back in Mrs. Becker's 2nd grade class, learning about electricity, how to multiply, and reading Catwings and The Trumpet of the Swan.

I had the cutest blue flowered stretchy pants then. A+.