Day number 52: Dream fulfilled!

Sorry about not posting anything lately. This blogging thing has been a failure.
I'll not going to do the story like posts very often because

1. I don't have time.
2. I get distracted very easily
3. Somethings it just doesn't work.

So I'm just going to do a little post and tell you the main things of the day.

First off, My English class has been cancelled for a week because my teacher got remarried and is going on her honeymoon.

Secondly, I've been spending a lot of time in my closet. . . . no joke, my closet is my favorite place to be. Perhaps that's why I like Narnia so much, it would make sense.

Thirdly, I don't know why but I've been having pain in my ribs and sternum lately and since my big "sister" Chelsee is studying to be a nurse I talked to her about it. She told me that if it comes to a constant pain then I should probably go to a doctor("But that will never happen" *read in Flint Lockwood's voice*) She thinks it could be from stress. So I think I'm going to go to the gym for the stress relief place.

Fourth, This is where my title comes into play. After church today I was with my buddies Kendra, Tenisha, and Joshua (I don't call him that but every one's name now ends with A. So those of you with OCD. . . marin, You're welcome) Josh offered to drive us home, I wanted to walk, so first he dropped Kendra and Tenisha off at their building and then asked me what building I lived in.
I was sitting in back so naturally, I said I felt like I was in a taxi.
For those of you who don't know, I have always wanted to ride in a taxi. It's a dream of mine.
Josh being the cool kid he is played along, and we spent the whole 1 minute until we got to my building acting as if he was a taxi driver and I was the taxi passenger. Except for the fact I didn't pay him.

So I rode in a taxi. . . sort of. . . not really. That means my dream has not been fulfilled.

*sigh*

Day number 39: Heart attack resumed

I ate lunch with my friend Jake, which is now a usual thing. At 12:30 Jake waved and left to go to class. I had an hour before my last class of the day. At 1:00 I made my way to the library where we were having class for the day.
After class I went back to the UV and at 7 I walked all the way up the hill to the church for FHE.

I know the suspense has been killing you for why the title is heart attack.

We did heart attacks for people in our ward.


I went home on Valentine's day and stayed there until President's day evening.

For everyday since then nothing exciting has really happened. I went to my friend's apartment and we watched Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs and read Haribo sugarfree gummy bear reviews on Amazon. I suggest you go read some they are funny. Read the one called Gotta Go because if you love Frozen that will make you laugh.

That's my life.

Day number 39: HEART ATTACK!

The weak morning light streamed through the cracks of the blinds right above me. I shut my eyes tight trying to banish the light, and pretend that it was still night. I opened my eye once more, hoping my plan worked. It did not.

With a groan I lazily wrestled with my blankets. My toes curled from the cold air the bit at them. After a few minutes of laying still I finally got up and got ready for school. I before I closed my bedroom door a feeling of forgetting something clouded my mind. Foolishly I banished this thought.

Once the door clicked behind me I remembered what I had left in my room. My keys! Frantically I grabbed a bobbie pin from my bathroom and jammed it in the keyhole. I had no luck. With a shrug I tossed the pin back onto the bathroom counter.
"I will just have to talk to the RA," I muttered to myself.

"Since the test is Wednesday we are going to have review day," Dr. Holt said walking into the classroom. The bitter smell of his coffee filled the room in a matter of minutes.
With that he began covering everything we should know for the test.

As I walked across the wet street, looking down at my feet to find worms, to the Institute building I thought about what I had just learned and began memorizing key terms. Since The Doc had let us go early I sat in the Institute lounge and looked over the study guide.

We began with the hymn "I Believe in Christ" and had an opening prayer to invite the spirit. Brother Burhley began the lesson on "The Wall" of the Book of Mormon. 2 Nephi. We went into what Isiah really was saying. I listened as Brother Burhley said, "A good way to under this book in the Book of Mormon is to also have the book of Isiah open and compare and read the footnotes."

Weak rays of sunshine streamed through the retreating grey clouds and warmed my face when I walked out of the building and headed to the Union building.

(sorry guys it's almost 11 now so I'm going to finish this post tomorrow. Stay tuned!)

Day number 38: Linger Longers

So I decided that I am getting boring so I am going to try and go back to making it sound like a story. Good luck to me!

I woke up at seven in the morning and listened to the rain still putter-pattering on my window. It had rained all day the day before and all night. I opened the blinds above my head and gazed at the water drops gathered on the glass.
I looked at the time, and with a sigh I stretched out my limbs and scooted to the edge of the bed. I trudged over to my closet and yanked the doors open. The left door was always hard to open and required a little bit of effort.
I chose my outfit, my red sleeveless dress with a white t-shirt underneath to make it modest. I didn't want to do anything with my hair, plus I didn't have much time, so I put a headband in and called it good. After applying my makeup and eating a small breakfast I walked out the door.

I traveled up the hill to the church, which was easily my favorite place here in Ogden followed by the Institute building. I went to the relief society room where I sat quietly waiting for the lesson to start. I was joined by Kendra Klinger.
"Are you sure you want me sit by you? I'm teaching the lesson and so no one will sit by you when I go up," she said.
"I don't care," I answered truthfully.

Sure enough after she went up nobody did sit by me, and sure enough I didn't care. I didn't care because I was so caught up in the lesson that I felt that there WAS someone sitting by me, Jesus Christ was sitting by me.

I went to Gospel principles after that, which I latter got chewed out for because last week I went to temple prep and I guess I was suppose to go there every week.

After a beautiful sacrament meeting I went to the Linger Longer in the gym. I smell of breakfast filled my nose as a walked in and after the blessing on the food I dived right in and immersed myself in good food and good company.

When I got home a had ample free time so I watched wholesome movies on Netflix. I am now going to recommend them to you.

The first was simply called Ester and well obviously it was the story of Ester.

The second was called Amazing Love. It was about Hosea and Gomer and the Lord unconditional love for us. Plus it had Sean Astin in it, (he's Sam Gamgee)

 The third was called The Book of Ruth: Journey of Faith.

All very good.

Days number 31-37: superbowl?, bone day!, Homework problems, renewed faith, more homework problems, test moved, rain!

Superbowl?

Those of you who know me may know that I am not very big on sports. I don't understand American football at all and I wouldn't be able to tell you what is happening to save my life.

I also made a promise to myself and maybe even the Lord that I will not watch sports or shows that take away from the Spirit. (so don't worry mom, if I do watch a movie or something it is Gospel oriented.)

This day was the Superbowl day. Everyone at church was talking about how they were so excited to go home and watch the game and root on their team, and as I was on the sidelines wanting to join the conversations but not having anything to say I remember back to this summer when Jessica Benson and I were driving home from the "great" single's ward.

One thing I have to say about Jessica is that she is definitely a blessing in my life. I can talk to her about things that I can't really talk about to any of my other friends. She doesn't drown me in her troubles, ever. I swear she is living in Happyland because this girl is always happy. Just being around Jaybe I feel accepted and not excluded, a feeling that I feel constantly, her happiness rubs off on me. It's not just her though it's her whole family! I love going over to the Benson home because I am always greeted with such warmth and kindness, in fact sometimes when I'm over there I forget that I don't actually live there. I can honestly say that I feel like they are a second family to me, and it's all because of Jessica reaching out to me.

Anyways we were driving home and we were talking about the Superbowl which was that day.
"I don't like the Superbowl," Jessica had said, "it takes away from the whole Spirit of the day."
"People seem more focused on that game than even church," I agreed, "that was what everyone was talking about."

Everyone the Lord warns us not to worship false gods and I believe the Superbowl is one of them.
There is a time, or rather day for everything. The Sabbath is NOT the day for any talk of the the Superbowl. The Lord has done so much for us, so much that we can't pay him back fully, but we can try. That is all the Lord asks of us. Record it and then watch it on Monday, and I promise that you will be blessed and you will be closer to the Lord, our Savior.

Needless to say I didn't watch the Superbowl, so pretty much I was left out of every conversation the following day but I didn't care because I did something better. I tried to repay the debt as much as I could.

Bone Day!
The only thing that I really remember about this day, besides of hearing all about the Superbowl, was Anthropology. What was so special about this day? Because Dr. Holt brought skulls.

Okay before you all think I'm a weirdo for getting excited about this just remember. . . I AM a weirdo.

So Dr. Holt passed around the MOLDS of the skulls around for each of us to look at. We looked at skulls ranging from a gorillas at an Australopithecus, which is the first bipedal hominid. I am a hands on person so I enjoyed this very much.

Mom just a note to you to give me when I come him for the three day weekend: Remind me to tell Nicolas about the real hobbits.  

After that excitement I went to institute. I went to lunch afterwards and I sat with a guy from my ward and also in my institute class, Jake Cottle. I learned that he lives in Lehi and he told me that he would be willing to take me home when I needed to. Such a nice boy.

Homework Problems
Don't worry it's not math I okay with that for the moment.
It's English. It's on this website called canvas and well let's just say computers aren't always reliable. My teacher, Brooke, has been having problems with it recently and it hasn't been working for her. No Homework!

Renewed Faith
Honestly this is kind of for a dumb reason.

So if you haven't caught on yet Wednesdays are devotional days. This week it was by a guy named Johnathan Aubrey. This guy is amazing! He was born with Cerebral Palsy and has been hit be a car. He was a motivational speaker. Anyways for so reason he started talking about a girl's choice dance in his high school and how he didn't get asked and he was so depressed because of it. And well let's just say that I know how he feels. You start to think that maybe it's your fault and your destined to be alone forever, then he started talking about the scripture that states "through him your weaknesses will be made strong" but before that he was taking about how God GAVE us our weaknesses they are a gift from God.

Well anyway it was really nice to hear those messages. I know that God gives us weaknesses so we can humble ourselves and appreciate them.

More Homework Problems
Let's just say that I still have no English homework.

Test Moved.
So when Dr. Holt asked us when the test was we all answered Monday in monotone, except one kid, no doubtfully in a joke said it was Wednesday. Well Dr. Holt thought about that and was like "Okay, the test is Wednesday everybody. Wednesday sounds better than Monday."
So the test is now Wednesday.

Rain!
I didn't go anywhere on Saturday and there is one reason for this. I was enjoying the rain. I love watching rain stream down windows. I always pretend that the raindrops are having races.
All that night I stayed awake and listened to the beautiful sound of rain hitting the window by my head.

I love rain for many reasons. One of them is that when it is raining that means that it is too warm for snow. Whoo!

Days number 26-30: Math bleh, catching up, no class, and just dance party, aftermath of Just Dancing all night long.

Day number 26-
I couldn't do anything in Math because I had to take a quiz and we can only take quizzes and tests in the Hub so pretty much I wasted 50minutes doing. . . nothing.
English wasn't much better. We didn't even get to the lesson we just talked. It was great. . .

Day number 27-
For the first time in forever I actually talked to someone in my Anthropology class! Before class I asked a boy from my class what we learned about the day I missed class. We talked until class started. He introduced himself as Nick. So pretty much he is the only one I know from that class.
Whoo!
So I am caught up in there.

The devotional was the choir singing.

That was Wednesday.

Day number 28-
I went to English because that was my only class and to my surprise class was cancelled because the teacher was sick so I went to the Hub and did math all day.

I got 80% on my first math quiz. Whoo!

Day number 29-
After Anthropology I spent most of my day between the institute building and the union building.
I watched Olan Rogers. I love Olan. He is the funniest person on YouTube.
At 3 I went to a study group for Anthropology and then went home.

I watched Hercules and did homework until I went to my friend Kendra's dorm to play Just Dance with her. Soon it became a party, most of the ward showed up.
After we were all tired from dancing and most people left we played scum, which is like The Great Dalmuti but you go up and there are more than one 1s and sadly you don't where funny hats.
Day number 30-
We finished playing scum and I went home at like 1am.

I woke up at 9am and did chores for most of my day, then I blogged. I didn't get out to doing laundry so I will probably have to do that soon.

Now I have a paper to write!

Days number 22-25: Never been here before. . . now I have, shopping, Called to Serve, and there and back again.

Day number 22-

After Dr Holt finished his lecture I walked across campus to the shuttle stop.  I went to my 2nd floor room in my university village building and grabbed from my room my all ready prepared backpack. I hurried back to the shuttle and traveled back across campus to the bus stop by the social science building.

I felt like I was in Lord of the Rings with all the walking I was doing.

I met Elder Gordon and Elder Siswick at the bus stop. We talked for a couple minutes before the bus arrived. I rode the bus until it's last stop at the Ogden station. My Frontrunner left at 12:09.

I was minding my own business on the train just reading when a guy around my age boarded the train and sat across from me.
"You go to Weber?" he asked pointing to my WSU lanyard.
I looked up at him over of top my book. He had a flat brimmed baseball cap pulled down over his eyebrows and he was swinging drumsticks around as if he was playing an invisible drum set.
"I do," I answered.
"I'm thinking about going there," he said, "do you know what Jerking is?"
". . . um, no."
"It's a dance style," the guy went on, "I am part of a dance crew in New York. We're called The Waffles."
"Okay. . . . " What was going on? Why was this kid still talking to me?
"I've made dance crews all across America," he said, "Maybe we can start a Weber dance crew then go a compete in New York."
"I'm more of a hip-hop than anything else," I replied with a sigh. I shut my book and shoved it back in my backpack. I wasn't going to get much reading with this guy around.
"Oh, Jerkin' is so easy, I can teach you," he said, "all you have to do is do simple steps with a bit of funk added."
"Okay. . . great" I said, "are you a drummer?"
The guy held up his drumsticks with pride and started waving them around again.
"I am," he said, "that's why I'm called 'Sticks."
"Sticks?"
"Yep," He said.

Sticks got off at the next stop and I was left to read again.
 But not for long. . . .

Tanner Salle, a guy from High School got on at the Murray stop and he didn't get off until I did.

At American Fork station I escaped the Frontrunner and found my mom waiting. We left the station and stopped at Westlake for a couple of minutes. While I was waiting for her to be done with the things she had to do at work I left the office and went to search out Mackenzie Smith, my #2 in soul destroying.

I found her in the C hall and we talked for awhile until my mom came and found us. We said our farewells and I left the school with my mom. We went grocery shopping before we got back home.

HOME! There is nothing like going back home after spending time away. There's a certain release that you can't feel anywhere else.

Day number 23-
Mom, Marin, and I spent most of the day going to stores. (correct me if I'm wrong)

1. Roxberry
2. Hobby Lobby
3. Deseret book
4. Seagull book
5. Walmart

We dyed my hair, or tried, back to blonde but it didn't really work.
Jourdan came over and we went to Village Pizza so I could keep my promise to Mackenzie.

Day number 24-
Tamsyn's mission farewell.
All the speakers were very good and the spirit was so strong there.
We all gathered at the Randall's house (Josh, Tamsyn, and Megyn's) to enjoy a last evening with the whole family for a little over a year.

Both Tamsyn and I gone! Family get to togethers are going to be so boring without us! How will they survive?

Day number 25-
I left early in the morning and got onto the Frontrunner back home. I had my own car for the whole ride.

When I got to the campus I hurried back to the UV and got out of my travel clothes and put on a clean set of clothes on and went to Institute. After that class I walked with my friend Tyrell to his class since I had ample time before my last class.

In that class, college success, we played a game called 2 truths and a lie.

That was it.