The one where i shall chronicle a typical wednesday

mostly because i have nothing better to write, except for the fact that my grampa's going n for knee surgery today.

Okay, wake up at like 6:30/6:45, pick an outfit, brush my teeth, get dressed, do my make up and hair, grab my backpack and purse(but today I had to grab an extra pair of shoes and an umbrella cause it's raining). I aim to be out the door by 7:30.
I walk to school sometimes stopping at the carriage cafe for breakfast, consisting of bacon, hash browns and/or a bagel. I'll make my way to the school and to the admissions office, cause work starts at 8.
I work for 50 minutes, and I'm off to class with four of my closest friends; Devon, Sam, David, and Chase. English 101, oh what a joy. I'm there for four an hour and then I head back down to the admissions office and our staff meeting starts at 10.
I work from 10-1, doing anything from posting and proofing transcripts, answering calls, sending out info packets, giving tours, deferring students or discontinuing students, to shredding files.
Then lunch, most likely at the carriage cafe, commonly referred to the crappe cafe, then I book it to class with another six of my closest friends; Sarah Beth, William, Mark, Jordan, Jonathan, and Bruce. For the most stimulating class, Microeconomics. Then a half hour to socialize.
At 3 I'm back to work and I'm there til close-5. Then I do whatever the heck I feel like doing.

The one where you don't understand, these aren't even that old!

So you know my sister johnson shoes, see two posts below? They're breaking and i'm really sad, they aren't even a week old so i'm gonna go return them and get my money back.

The one with an international agenda

I tried English, like from England, chocolate for the first time. It wasn't my favorite, the chocolate tasted funny but it was till fun!

The one where you don't understand, these are sister johnson shoes

So I was trying to explain these shoes to my friend chase, and that's where today's title comes from

So really these are the coolest shoes ever, because they remind me of sister johnson back home. I have Ms. Napier shoes as well, I had two pairs until i wore out my flip flops so they had to go to flip flop heaven. So I name shoes after people they remind me of, well really only these pairs but whatever. Okay the end of this post!

The one where today was a good day, a really good day.

It started with me waking up, and getting ready pretty easily and even out the door early, which is no easy feat. I usually go through two or three outfits, cause I never like what I pick out. Then I brushed my teeth, did my hair, and make-up. Grabbed my backpack, purse and water bottle-leaving a full 5 minutes early. Then on my way out of the plaza, on the elevator, a girl was all like I'm driving today, wanna come with me? i would have said no, but if she drove i could eat breakfast, but i said yes. In the car, we listened to one of my favorite songs from dirty dancing.

Then I got the very last plain bagel at carriage cafe, toasted it and was on my way to class with my water bottle filled with ice cold yummy water![yes water does have a taste]Then I sat with four of my friends in english. Pretty much did nothing today in class, with really no homework. Then it was off to work

I got to work, saw a friend I haven't seen for ages-fall semester of last year. Then I called an institute teacher, to drop a student so I could get into his class-low and behold he did, so in Book of Mormon II with Brother Meredith. I am so excited, he is such a good teacher. I tried to explain how to Chase and I couldn't even describe it, I just knew I was supposed to be in that class. So then I worked and worked.

I grabbed lunch, a chili bread bowl, and was off to microeconomics. I really like that class, I love micro thanks to my high school economics teacher. My friend, Mark, transferred into that class and kept me awake. It's not that I was bored but I was so tired, he kept making fun of what we were talking about. At the end of class the teacher was so nice as to tell us the homework I did, was in fact not due today but on monday-double hooray for no homework!

Then I was back at work, listening to pandora and updating my blog to pass time. The back to school Vista Dance is tonight and I'm way pumped. Life is good!

the one with the definition[s] of labor day

/ˈleɪbər/ /deɪ/
1. having the day off from work
2. no school
3. bee's baseball game with friends

the one when i notice my surroundings more

First let me say that I am usually late, for almost everything but for some reason I was, Heavenly Father obviously wanted me there, early to church this afternoon, by a record breaking 15 minutes. Men were moving chairs, men-sounds strangely awkward but that's what they are, maybe it's just the fact that I'm an adult now and I'm adjusting to that fact. It was nothing out of the normal but for guys who knew almost nobody but were asked to help, dropped their conversations, everything to help. I thought to myself "You can see the measure of a man when he rises to the duty of his Lord." A smile came to my face seeing the love of the God head portrayed in such a simple act.

Maybe I judge to easily, I in fact know I do, but I'm working on it. But I somewhat digress. The bread had been passed along with all the water that was prepared but we were short a few, what a good problem to have. But again I'm getting ahead of myself, what are you going to do with me? So when the priesthood holders separate to pass the sacrament most of them come into the Multi-Purpose Room while one or two go into the Commons Room, which means that the two in the commons room always finish last. Some of the others will go and help the two finish, and I don't know how to describe it but maybe this will work...you can see that passing the sacrament is a little more to them. But most of these brethren sit there impatiently waiting, you could say that their faces show passing is a chore, keeping them from sitting with someone. The impatient rushing to the table to finish their chore, while the one's on the Lord's time walk slowly, keeping the spirit. Now back to the water running out, four stand at the table impatiently waiting for the two missing to show. Minutes are passing making them tap their feet with more consistency, when they appear with two full trays of water. The water is then blessed, passed and returned to the table. When the two came you could see the humility wash over the face of those who had been impatient. And again I thought "You can see the measure of a man when he rises to the duty of his Lord," adding this time "whether it is moving chairs your first week in the ward or helping all in the room partake of the sacrament even though your assignment is over." Now to the point of my opening statement, maybe what I saw is not what they were showing, but it's what I saw.

Things don't always go the way you want them to; you like someone-they like someone else, you want to be a primary teacher-you're an assistant nursery leader, you want to wear your jeans-but you have to work, etc. The point being, sometimes the Lord has a different plan for you, sometimes it will break your heart, disappoint you-but He knows best, and one day you'll see why He moved you that way.

The final part of this saga, the sunday school lesson this week was sealed for time and eternity-a lesson I wasn't especially thrilled to hear about, considering it's just another way to tell us that the Lord wants us to multiply and replenish the Earth. But I went, because a friend was inspired to tell me that he was quoting me-which meant I had to go, because I didn't know what he was quoting. What I said wasn't important but the line he closed the lesson with was. "He will help you to find the individual who is perfect for you, not perfect, but perfect for you"

The one with a reminder

Life is wonderful.
Love is all you need.
Friends make life worth living.
Family never goes away, no matter how far apart you are.
The Church is true.
The priesthood is restored and it is on the earth.


Since August 25, 2004, August has brought ups along with downs. My brother Nathan left the earth that day, he was 8. Then, I remember thinking how could my Heavenly Father do this to me, to my family. Now, I know that he was teaching me, teaching my family, teaching my friends. We may not understand everything, nor do we need to because our Heavenly Father does and that's enough. This year on the date I was with friends, at a retreat for the group that made me, for the first time in my life, feel like I belonged. Made me feel like I was part of something and could make a difference. But even with this feeling I couldn't completely take my mask off, one I had tried so hard to keep up since my brother left us. But with friends, a teacher, a role model and the priesthood it was shed. This year had been the hardest for me, being the first year without my family. I didn't know how I would make it through the day but with their love and support I made it. And I will be forever grateful for their presence in my life.

The one where i technically start something new

Today was a first, a big first. Today I started my job, a desk, a sign in-on multiple accounts, a number, an access card-the whole sha-bang! I've volunteered in the office before so things weren't way hard but it's still amazing that I'm getting paid to do this. So, maybe I should tell you where I work-the admissions at the college I'm attending. I did lots of tedious work today, but I have to start somewhere! I loved the environment! I feel so lucky to have this job and work with people I love, okay well some of them I only like but i'm working on it okay!?!

When I used to help out in the office I could do somethings, mostly answering phones and questions but now I can pretty much do anything I need to to help someone, although I am still asking for help. It's like the more I can do, the more I have to ask for help. I love the admissions office! If you're interested in the Business College, call me and i'll help you apply!

The one where it's normal for me

I don't know about others but almost anything in a movie can get me crying, no joking. I'm almost embarrassed to see heart wrenching movies in public because of how much I know i'll cry but i digress.

After a quick trip out to East Freaking Nowhere to check on a house i'm house sitting at 6 in the morning so i'd have enough time to make it back for my overnight trip to troy, alabamba my brother will turned to The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. I didn't sit down and watch with him but i was in and out of the room, looking for my camera charger only to have no luck, i saw parts of the movie. As I walked in once I had to stop. The Narnian army had gone to the castle and were fighting, I was stopped as I saw one animal, don't ask me what it was I couldn't tell you, was holding up the gate so that other could get out. And once he had fallen from the arrows that it him, soldiers were stuck unable to get out, and had no choice but to stay and fight to their death. The silent looks between them told a story too long for a single movie. The one agony, courage, honor, sadness, thankfulness. Those soldiers could have been mad and tried to escape they fought, they fought for what should have been and would be. I don't know why it hit me so hard but I was stuck watching it unfold, crying and wishing they didn't have to feel that. Maybe it was knowing the feeling, wanting so badly to change what had just happened but knowing you never could.

Looking for something else this time I walked into the living room just as the movie was ending. All the people gathered, looking at the tree, listening to Caspian. Seeing people leave all they had behind for a better life, and then the Kings and Queens leaving and going home was i don't even know. But i was holding it together until The Call by Regina Spektor started playing. The people leaving reminded me of the pioneers, they left with nothing but the clothes on their back and only with the promise of a better life. And then as Edmund, Susan, Peter and Lucy were leaving I knew what it was like, especially for Peter and Susan, leaving behind what feels like home but isn't for the place where you are supposed to belong. Saying goodbye forever.

I know this is stupid but this is who I am, this is who God meant me to be-at least in someways. I would expound but I'm leaving for youth conference [as a chaperone] in a few and i still have to get ready