New Roommates . . .

So today I got home from spending a couple days in Idaho and went directly to work. I came home kind of expecting a room that is half empty ( because Sarah, my dearest roommate of 2 long years, is getting married this up coming Tuesday 12/15). I was kind of looking forward to having some peace and quiet for a few days. I came home to see an entire room filled with stuff. I met my new roommate ( Hannah) very briefly. All I know about her thus far is that she is a PR major with a minor in Psych and that she is a Junior. I don't even know her last name ha ha. It seems very strange to me that this is my first night without Sarah. In a way I feel as though a part of me is missing. I am sure that Hannah is great, but it is still really really really really weird for me to think that my best friend is gone. I really did not think that it would be that big of a deal, yeah weird, but honestly I thought that I would not have as many weird feelings that I have. This is only my third roommate in my life and I have no clue how to act. I really lucked out with Katie and then Sarah, I just feel like I am not the kind of person that she expected. That makes me feel weird. I am sure that with time, all will sort it self out. She does seem very nice and she is very fun to be around from my first impression. She went out of her way to invite me over to her boyfriend's house ( he invited me too so he seems nice too) but I would much rather get to know her better before I go and do something like that. It will take me some time to get adjusted but in time I think that all will be ok. This is my last semester and I am determined to have fun and go out in style. I will make sure to keep Hannah progress posted. Until next time . . . keep it real!

The story so far . . .

So it has been many many moons since I have been on here last. What has been going on???

1. The calendar months have changed from April to October (a very important change)
2. I stayed in Logan again over the summer so I could continue working and saving up for the school year - - - senior year baby can I get an amen?
3. My neice Laramye turned one in the middle of August, She is so cute I can't believe how fast time flys
4. September nothing of interest happened except school, school and more school

This brings us up to the present. I have a roommate getting married in 9 short days, I can't believe it! Next up on the list is going to a marcy playground concert in pocatello ( I am so excited for this one) followed by a nice weekend at home getting my halloween costume all put together ( I am going to go as the original 1980's strawberry shortcake)

Other than that I am pluggin along keeping myself busy. I still work at borders on the weekends, I work at the CPD three days a week as a file review clerk and the cognition lab on campus. I enjoy what I do, I just wish I had more free time for me. Gotta keep movin to get to the other side I am afraid. Until next time . . . keep it real!

An April Fools To Remember

So this morning I woke up with both feet running so to speak. All of our bedrooms doors were blocked in some way. Chelsey and Bree's room as well as Sarah and I's room was tied to another doorknob with a rope made out of lime green duct tape. Presley and Paige's room was blockaded by our living room chair, the ottoman and a barstool. It gets much better. In the living room, imagine our surprise to have seen a few messages spread around the apartment. Someone had written HA HA HA!!! on our oven door, Happy April Fools Ladies on our fridge, A message on our kitchen mirror from our fish that said "We (the fish) are gazing out of one of the many windows in Reeder Castle" and our fish were not in their bowl. The water was dyed green with a knife sticking in the bowl! Our couch was flipped up onto its end, and a list of the boys names (Craig, Josh, Jabe, Adam, Richard, Hyrum) left by our chore chart. When Sarah and I got home from class we were informed that our fish were found in a plastic bag that said " Save us! Help us we've been kidnapped!" and left sitting on a heater in the stairwell with tape along the top to prevent them from falling off! As if this was not enough, Craig's milk that he left in our fridge was dyed pink and at least 5 fish were left in his toilet! We will get behind who did this and as our motto is: don't get even, get ahead! Until next time . . . keep it real!

Time is running out . . .

So today I realized that I have 29 days (including the weekends) left in this semester. Whew I never thought it would come. I am really pressing myself this semester so cross your fingers that I can get through the next few weeks without going crazy or having a nervous breakdown. I find myself having to live second by second just to get through each day and it is exhausting! As I have a project due tomorrow (thank goodness it is almost done), I am preparing myself for a test I had forgotton about ( it is on thursday so keep me in your prayers), I also have a paper due this thursday. I have another test next tuesday, a paper due next thursday, and a huge 10 to 15 page paper that is due on April 27th that is taking place of a final exam ( no pressure . . . HA!) It is normal for me to feel overwhelmed near the end of the semseter but this year is particually bad. On top of everything else I am starting to freak out because I am starting my senior year in August and I have not done any kind of research or anything that will help with grad school preparation. YIKES! Wish me the best of luck and pray that I live to see another school year! Until next time . . . keep it real!

Good impressions and Great memories

In order to understand the first part of the title you have to have a little background information. At work I have a lot of regular customers, one of them is a man by the name of Ron Houston. I recently discovered that Ron is a psychologist, so one day I asked him what his emphasis was. He told me that he started out as Infant and Early Childhood development (what I am going into) and now he works as a forensic psychologist (something I think is way cool). I told him that I was a Psych major going into Infant and Early Childhood and he thought that was cool. He asked me if I was planning on going to Graduate school (which I am still considering) and he then told me that if I ever wanted to sit down and kind of learn the ropes, that he would be more than happy to help. He then told me that one day he overheard me talking to another regular customer about different psychology ideas, concepts and applications of those concepts and he told me that he was very impressed and said that I really know my stuff. So needless to say that made me really really happy and also made me feel really smart.
The second part of the title requires a longer bit of background information but I will keep in short. So the moral of the story is I can't eat skittles. So what is the story you may ask? My junior year of high school for a group date ( there was like 10 of us) we played the skittle game. For those of you who don't know what this is; it is when you pass a big bowl of skittles above your head and take out two at a time. If they are the same color you are allowed to chew them, if they are not then you must hold them in your mouth. No chewing, No swallowing. So we played this game for almost 3 hours. You know that sticky feeling in your cheeks when you have had way to much sugar? Well we were all dealing with that. So we were eating chunks of cheese and bits of meat to get that taste out of our mouth. 1 year later, still not able to eat skittles. To this day I can not think about skittles without that taste returning. 2 years after that I am driving beet truck waiting in line at the dump. I am eating some lunch when I see one of those fun packs of skittles. I thought well it has been three years I can eat those. I put it in my mouth and all was well . . . and then I bit down. I was gagging and spitting that thing out like it was poison!
How does this relate to today? Well long story short some of my roommates bought skittles and they found out this humaliting little story. They wanted to see what would happen if I ate one of these devil candies. They told me they would give me a pack of pepsi if I ate it. Easier said then done. It took me half an hour to get it in my mouth. I got it in and could not bite down, but that was part of the deal. I finally bit down and I lost it. After I swallowed, I went over to the sink and started to swish out the taste. All the while my friends are laughing uncontrollably at me. Good times, I could feel the redness in my cheeks forever! I was kinda angry at all involved in the blackmailing, so they all payed off their debts to become my friend again. Josh put the icing on the cake with a fake proposal to Sarah with a "ring pop". Yes we got it on tape. I love making memories like this, it makes life so much fun. Until next time . . . keep it real!

New year, new start

Happy New Year one and all! I hope that this year we are each able to accomplish our new year's resolutions. School is starting on Monday and I have to admit I am kind of excited for it. It is a great chance to start again and shoot for one more chance of improving. For all of you who are curious, yes I am doing much better. I just kind of hit a low point and I am so glad that I have such a supportive family and so many wonderful friends that I could turn to. My special graditude goes out to my Aunti Kathi who really pointed out somethings that I just needed to year. I love you Aunti! It has been a fantastic holiday break filled with some pretty fun memories that I would not trade for the world. I hope that you all never doubt yourself because trust me it is not worth the struggle that you go through. Thank you all so much for all that you have done and continue to do for me. Until next time, keep it real!