An Experiment

     You know when people say, "I swear I am the only one who (insert undesirable job here)"? You know like turning off the lights, or picking up their socks. Well, since Katy has been gone all the time/moved out I have felt like I am the only one who takes out the trash. Now, this could just be me being silly and overly annoyed at the tedious and perpetual task of taking out the trash. On the other hand, I could be right. So, to test my theory, I did an experiment.
     I decided to see how many days my roommates could go without taking any bags of garbage to the dumpster in the parking lot. I thought for sure if I just gave them enough time, eventually, someone would realize we had all this garbage and throw it away. This is what happened:

       It takes us about 3-5 days to fill one of these bags, so what we're looking at here is 9-15 days of trash. That could mean 2 WEEKS PEOPLE! And 2 pizza boxes is actually below average for even a week. I know it's a long 45-second walk to the dumpster and putting on shoes and a jacket can be so physically taxing but, come on!
     Needless to say, when the first bag started to smell pretty rank I caved. And yes, I finally took out the trash.

Ah. That's better.

     But, I think it's safe to say, "I am LITERALLY the only one who takes out the trash".

First Snow on a Day in the Life

   So yesterday, BYU planned this fun thing called "A Day in the Life of BYU" where BYU students could take pictures of their day and submit it to be put into a video! I decided it would be fun to participate... but mostly forgot that I had my camera on me and didn't take very many pictures. Whoops. Here are some of the ones I did get though:

It's from the rain I promise:

lunch:

Stats Class. Professor Collings is the best.

Alex found a dime!

A penny would've made a better contrast but she

was pretty stoked nonetheless.

Katy is getting married next week!

So she move out :( 

This will be a lonely room without her.

This, which turned into...

 this, which turned into...

 THIS

   That's right folks, the first real snow of the season! I was so happy when the rain turned into snow, it's possible a tear might have escaped my eyes (it didn't, but it would have been possible). I am so happy that the Christmas music Katy and I have been listening to since Halloween finally matches the weather outside. This really is the most wonderful time of the year!

   I didn't take any pictures of the rest of my night, which is a shame because I had the best accounting assignment ever. This is the description:

"Visit your favorite restaurant. While there, take notes 

about the production cost of your favorite meal."

   Afterwards I had to make some estimations about the cost of production but otherwise, I loved it. Katy and Josh went with me to Zupas of course. Then we went to Katy's parents' and watched Parks and Recreation which was enjoyable as usual.

   BUT the fun didn't stop there! Upon arriving home I soon realized that the power was out! We all know that in the first snow of the season some unprepared chap has got to slide into a pole, knocking out the power somewhere. Good thing I love it when the power goes out for a short while. I don't know why, it's just kind of fun and exciting! No need to worry though, the power came back on about 1:30AM. My printer started going berserk and woke me up so I was able to get up and turn off all the lights. 

   Pretty neat day! Glad I documented it!

To Bring the World His Truth

    A lot has happened to me in the past year. A year ago I was planning my Halloween costume to wear through the streets of Vienna on October 31st. I had a lot of plans for my future but I've always known my life plans tend to change... usually serval times.
    Recently I've made a major change to these plans. There has been a lot of hub bub about missionaries since the church lowered the age for missionary service. I just hope that even though 10 million thousand bajillion (maybe a slight exaggeration) 19-20 year-old girls are thrusting themselves into the mission field, those valiant sisters leaving at 21 will not be forgotten. Especially because, after much prayer and consideration, I have decided to become one of those valiant sisters!
    I plan to leave in April at the end of the semester, about 3 months after my 21st birthday.

As you can see, I am well on my way to becoming a full-time soldier in the Lord's army!

Gehen Nach Hause

Received on Monday, August 13

You´re pretty awesome, weisst du das? Aber ich denke, dass ich festgestellt habe, wann ich wieder nach Hause gehen werde. Ich warte einfach auf den Himmlischen Vater, ob er mir was anderes sagt, aber ich glaube ich werde das erste Datum nehmen. Möchtest du wissen wann das wäre? Ich gebe dir einen Tipp: 6 monate von Heute... aber naja.

Stoked.

Change

     I was listening to Pandora today when a song came on that I really loved. It was about wanting to show someone how you've changed. I am always trying to change, as we all should be, for the better. Recently I started making big changes though, changes that I feel REALLY good about. I am more proud of myself than I have been in a long time. Unfortunately I was barely too late in making these changes, and lost something that I really wanted. Someone that I really wanted. I can't help but think that the timing was so perfectly after the fact, that it must just have not been meant to be. And that's hard, especially for a naive 20-year-old who's barely experienced life, to not have things go the way she wanted, the way she thought she deserved. Sometimes you just have to accept that you're not wanted. 
     But, I am an adult now, and I have to learn that I can not only do hard things, but that I can take those hard things, turn them around, kick them in the butt, and become a better person for it.
These were the lyrics to the song: 


I wish you could see me now 
I wish I could show you how 
I'm not who I was 
I used to be mad at you 
A little on the hurt side too 
But I'm not who I was 

I found my way around 
To forgiving you 
Some time ago 
But I never got to tell you so 

I found us in a photograph 
I saw me and I had to laugh 
You know, I'm not who I was 
You were there, you were right above me 
And I wonder if you ever loved me 
Just for who I was 

When the pain came back again 
Like a bitter friend 
It was all that I could do 
To keep myself from blaming you 

I reckon it's a funny thing 
I figured out I can sing 
Now I'm not who I was 
I write about love and such 
Maybe 'cause I want it so much 
I'm not who I was 

I was thinking maybe I 
I should let you know 
I am not the same 
But I never did forget your name 
Hello 

Well the thing I find most amazing 
In amazing grace 
Is the chance to give it out 
Maybe that's what love is all about 

I wish you could see me now 
I wish I could show you how 
I'm not who I was


     Maybe if I were braver I could say something like this. But I doubt it would work anyway.
     Now worries though. Awesome things still happen. 
     Like, for example, these ladies in matching outfits at Kneader's. I wish I still had the guts to do that. 

Google translator reads minds

Why thank you google. I almost forgot that I meant to say women

If only everyone were this entertaining after having their wisdom teeth out