Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Big News

Over the Thanksgiving Break, I got engaged.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Holiday Festivities

I was reading my sister's blog yesterday and it hit apon something I've really been thinking about lately--the holidays and money. I know this is a big stresser for many people this time of the year. Personally I find it to be rather hard to go into the holiday season without the money I would like to have to buy Christmas presents. I feel that right now in my life I am more poor than I have ever been before. Also with the way my future is looking I'm only going to get even more poor.

Here's the catch though, I have found more things for my family this year than ever before. In the past I've always been in the "What do I get them?" frame of mind. This year, I haven't even been to the mall to look for stuff for presents, but I know all the things I would LIKE to get for my family.

Also, I feel that I don't want to get much from my family. I mean there are things that I know would be really nice to get, but let's face it, my family is spending tons of money on me already. Do I really need anything more? I already have so much.

Even with all of these feelings running through my brain, I am looking forward to this holiday season more than I have since I got to college. I don't know why, but along with missing Dan right now, I miss my family even more. All the traditions, and all the security. I simply can't wait to have time to just be with my family. I mean no family is perfect, but mine is pretty awesome. I think they are great people to be around. I feel so homesick! I can't wait to go home! I love the holidays! It really is the most wonderful time of the year!

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

Getting Sick

I am kinda hesitant to actually write anything on this blog now because I know it wont elicit the response of my last one. Actually I wasn't expecting very much of a response on the last one.

Anyway, I'm sick. I've been sick for a full week now. I'm blaming all of this on Dan. Sure he wasn't the one that gave me the sickness, but it's still his fault. Weekend before last we went up to Logan to see his brother and sister in law get sealed. I was sleeping in their boy's room (they have two absolutley precious little boys) on the bunk beds. The older boy got the sofa bed in the front room with grandma and grandpa. Anyway, in the middle of the night Travis, the younger one, woke up scared. I let him climb in the bottom bunk with me to sleep for the night. Did I fail to mention that HE was incredibly sick? He coughed right in my face a few times in the night. So yeah, it's Dan's fault. Also compounded with this sickness was that last night I decided that I wanted to eat chocolate so I went out and bought four candybars on sale and ate ALL of them last evening. This morning not only do I have a cold but I fell kinda gross in my stomach from all the chocolate.

The worst part about all this is that Dan thinks that getting sick is all in your head. He says that people get sick, but they chose to let it effect them. Like when he got mono and didn't know it until he tried to donate blood and they wouldn't take it because of his mono. So perhaps to an extent he is right. On the other hand, I'm not the only one in the world that gets sick. I am most definitely sick. I can't help that. I have tried to keep going as usual, but the fact of the matter is that I don't have as much strength as a healthy person would. So I'm sick and I can't even say anything to him. I think it stems from the fact that his whole family consisted of healthy children. That's just my theory though.

At any rate, I'm sick and I want to be better right now. I wish it worked like that.

Wednesday, November 03, 2004

I'm A Girl

Recently I have noticed an opinion in myself and those around me that is quite startling. I'm not sure how or when this opinion was formed but it has been firmly intrenched in the attitude of those around me. What is this upsetting opinion you might ask? Well, I'll tell you. It is the opinion that being girly is not ok. I understand that being ANNOYINGLY girly is, well....annoying. Talking really loud in a group of girls and squealing and making noises of that sort kind of makes me want to vomit. (I used to do this, but I have found the actions not to my liking.) I don't recommend that to anyone.

I think this opinion arises from the perspective that to be girly means to be annoying/brainless. I propose a different view. To be girly means to be a girl. There's not a girl I know that doesn't get excited when someone she's interested in shows some interest back. Also to be a girl can mean lots of other things including, being compassionate, clever, classy, and chic.

I understand the negative attitude displayed about being girly. I have just one thing to add though. I'M A GIRL! I like being a girl. I like sitting down when I pee. Also, I like getting excited when a boy likes me. I like feeling comfortable falling asleep in a boy's arms. I like getting excited to see a boy that I love. I don't think that there is anything wrong with any of these. So let me ask you all out there, is being a girl wrong? I say no. I'm going to keep on being a girl. That doesn't mean that I'm going to go around giggling mindlessly or making that sighing noise during a romantic movie.

I guess the bottom line here is: I'm a girl so it's ok if I'm girly.

Tuesday, November 02, 2004


Registration is the worst time of the year. You never get what you need or want and you have to just settle for what you really don't want. I just sit infront of my computer feeling my frustration level rising. I would like to get this secretary job in the computer science department that my roommate knows is going to open up. I need the 8AM-12PM block of time open for it. That means that next semester I'm going to have a fair amount of evening classes. Not that bad, but have two three hour labs on top of all my regular classes. It doesn't seem like I'll be able to get them all worked out without any conflicts. I don't know how I'm going to fit all of my classes in before I transfer, but it will happen, I know it will. I will do whatever it takes to get into the classes I want, even if that means I have to sacrifice my first child. Well, maybe not that far. Maybe.

After the registration frustration I went to my classes. We got a HUGE section to read about dairy. I mean I love milk and probably this will be the most interesting part of the class, but that is A LOT of material to cover. I'm going to have to know so much! After that I went to my food law class. We went over the take home test. I HATE FOOD LAW! I spent 3.5 hours in the library on that test and I still think I didn't do so hot becuase he asked lame questions. Questions that highlight a tiny part of the CFR. By the way did I ever say how much the CFR is lame in and of itself. Too much to know and read through that doesn't say much. Lame!

On the plus side I don't have work today. That means a whole afternoon open to go take my stats test and study for O-chem. I'm sure it'll end up being a pretty ok kinda day. Thanks for letting me vent.