What I've been up to

I have been a busy girl, so my blog has been rather neglected. I am currently:

- schooling full time
- working part time
- being awesome all the time

JK, I made that last one up. That list seems shorter than it should be. Oh, yea, I also started an Etsy shop because I have a really poor grasp on how many hours are actually in a day. It is a blast. It's a work in progress, so more on that later.

I do still fear that I'll not be able to keep juggling everything and I'll have a mental breakdown and be found by my roommates at the end of the semester rocking back and forth in my closet with my eyes glazed over mumbling things about possessive pronouns and Mesopotamian trade routes. If that is the case, you'll know why.

Lurve, Tami

Classroom Quotes

Both from my Grammar professor:

"...will you be marked down if you don't put a comma there? Only if your teacher is a Hitler-psychopath. I don't really care."

"I should warn you. If you become a fantasy author, you will cause kids to become nerds. Can you live with that?"

Quote of the Day

from my professor:

"My son went through a slightly rebellious stage - he started wearing beanies and I know for a fact that he was listening to Beastie Boys."

Well, my llama died...

Today before one of my classes began, I was chit-chatting with the people sitting around me. When someone asked if anything exciting had happened in the last few days, this quiet kid said slowly, "Well, my llama died."

I felt bad that no one laughed at his joke, so I giggled and said, "Oh, really?"

And he looked at me. Sadly. "Well, he was really old..."

[5 second silence]

Me: "Oh my gosh. You're serious?"

Him: sad nod. "Yea."

Me. "Oh! Uhhh...I'm sorry."

AWKWARDEST SILENCE IN THE HISTORY OF AWKWARD SILENCES.

That is all.

First week of classes

Since BYU-I does its own thing (and by 'does its own thing,' I mean it has a weird, wonky semester schedule), I had my first week of Spring Semester classes this week. SO AMAZING! I did have to do some crazy class-changing hi-jinx though, because I thought I had signed up for Victorian-era BRITISH lit. When I walked into class, I realized it was Victorian-era AMERICAN lit. Boo. Anyways, I managed to switch it around so I really do have Victorian British Literature now. It is AMAZING. Our funny instructor read "The Lady Of Shallot" my first day there, and it wowed me. I had never heard the entire poem before. My only exposure to it had been through this scene from Anne Of Green Gables:



Anyways. It is gorgeous. Read it here.

My room mates this semester seem adorable, as well. I am super excited about them.

I am a little irritated about one thing, though. Every single semester, the BYU-I accounting office tells me that my student loan funds will be available the first day of classes. And every semester, they don't give it to me for at least a week. That may not seem like a long time, but when I start to turn to ramen noodles as a main source of nutrition, it FEELS like a long time. Its not even my money; it is the loan money my parents took out for me... but some days, I really would like to re-enact that scene from Merry Poppins when the little boy causes a run on the bank by shouting, "Gimme back my moneyyyyyyyyyy!!!" (Fast forward the video to 1:27, so you can skip the creepy old banker's singing/dancing bit)



That is all.

Bowling Brethren

I was walking out of the new BYU-I bookstore today, which is right next to a miniature bowling alley. (I don't know why we have a miniature bowling alley in the student building. It only has like, 5 lanes.) Anyways. I turned the corner, and saw a bunch of religion professors bowling - in their dress clothes - with the bowling alley laser-lights on. They were high-fiving each other and everything. It was hilarious. I should have taken a picture. I though about it, but I would have had to explain myself if someone noticed me.

Quotes from my first week of classes..

(I meant to post this after my first week, but for some unknown reason just saved it as a draft instead. Sleep deprivation, perhaps? Yes.)

Advanced Writing and Critical Thinking:
(Professor): "...So, the final research paper will be 12 pages long."
(Flabbergasted kid behind me, under his breath): "Oh my GOSH!"

Fundamentals of Research & Presentation:
(southern professor that was very enthused about the new software): "How cool is that?"..."And how cool is thayat!?".... "I mean, how cool is thayat?"..."How SWEET is thayat?"
(The title of an article we were reading was called, "Books Gone Wild")
"... and then, the title of this article... well, uh... it is a reference that you should NOT recognize."
(Professor): "Make your thesis sharp - make it very edgy! Make you reader say, 'Whoa, put that thing away before you poke my eye out!' Seriously."

American Lit:
(Professor): "Looks like we won't be able to listen to Simon and Garfunkle's 'America' until next time. It will give you something to look forward to. And if Simon and Garfunkle don't make you enthusiastic about coming to class, then you should transfer out of here..... Heh, heh. Just kidding... Sort of."

Back to School, fool!

I love back-to-school time. I get so nostalgic when I buy binders and homework planners and whiteout. Even though it's technically winter and the rest of the country isn't returning to school, it is still quite exciting for me.

My week has been awesome, although Thursday began as kind of a disaster. I was running late. (I am forever running late.) It was what I consider the early morning (before 10am) and when I am tired I move at a snail's pace while getting ready, no matter how much Diet Dr. Thunder I have consumed. I needed to leave for class in about five minutes when I spilled my liquid foundation all over my jeans, boots, and desk. I cursed loudly. After quickly changing and running to my car, it took me a solid 10 minutes to scrape it off because it was approximately negative 90 degrees (I exaggerate - a little) which made me 10 minutes late for class on the second day it was in session. Boo.

Other than that, I am having a blast. I am fighting very hard against the urge to channel my inner Hermione Granger and let my hand shoot up after every discussion question in my English classes, because of how enthused I am to be discussing poems and novels and short stories and actually getting credit for it.
I am in geeky bookish heaven. I only have two actual textbooks this semester; the rest are novels and poetry. If you know me at all, please try and picture how happy my face becomes while considering that topic. It probably would look something like....this.

(Disclaimer: I didn't make this creepy/hilarious picture; my very bored and occasionally very weird sister Nicole did. I also have no idea who that man is. He seems nice enough, though.)

My new apartment is so much nicer than my old one. I feel like I've moved up in the world... or at least moved up in Rexburg. Which is, you know...nothing like the world really. Anyways. My apartment has tons of storage space, a heater that works, a vacuum that works, a dishwasher (which makes my germaphobic heart of hearts rejoice) free monthly haircuts, tanning, exercise equipment and - the best one, wait for it - free mani/pedis.

Epic win.

I was going to take pictures of my cute new place and post them, but my room is too messy. I'll do that sometime this week, I promise.

PS: here is a gratuitous LOLcat.

:)