Saturday, February 28, 2009
Story Telling
Last night I went to an extra credit thing for my public speaking class. It was at 7:30 and me and a bunch of girls decided to make it a date and go together. The "thing" was a story teller in discovery park. It turned out to be really neat and even though it was really cold and I lost all feeling in my toes, i had a good time. The story teller was telling us how he rides from town to town on his bike and tells stories for a living. Which makes me wonder why my mom made such a big deal about getting an education. If I knew there were other options out there I definately would have done something different. So I am now exploring the idea of going to Europe and riding my bike town to town and living on my wits. You guys are all welcome to come visit me :)
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Trust Your Gut Feeling
Last night I got really bored cause my rommates all ditched me for family, boyfriends, and school. (I don't think any of these things qualify as good reasons to leave me, but whatever). SO I went to the magical land of walmart (I really wish we had a target, walmart stinks) and walked around for awhile. When I was heading home I was closing in on a yellow light, and if I sped up I might be able to make it. But a little voice told me to stop instead. About a second later a cop car pulls up next to me and another one came behind me. I was so relieved that I stopped or else I definately would have got a ticket (thatcher police are known for being jerks). So thank goodness that did not happen cause i have a feeling my mom would not have been very understanding to me running a red light. I ended up spending the night reading my new book Woo Hoo!!! Who needs roommates right!? (jk if any of my roommates read this, and please don't hurt me in my sleep)
Thursday, February 19, 2009
The Incoherent Bandit Strikes Again!
Today my friend Carly came to my work and we started talking. Well she starts complaining about a guy that is following her around and she can't understand anything he is saying. Thats when I knew, she was the newest victim of The Mumbler. I thought this was hilarious. Well I guess he has been calling her all the time. Which made me wonder why girls give their numbers out to strange guys. I don't know about you, but if a guy makes me feel uneasy when we first meet, there is no way I'm giving him a way to contact me wherever I am. Thats just silly.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
The Mumbler
Here at EA my roommates and I have come across a lot of interesting people, namely guys. Now when I say interesting I mean guys ranging from slightly off to complete crazies. A couple of these guys have made such an impact on our lives that we have made up nic-names to describe them. We have Vampire Guy, Brownie Boy, The Giggler, Guy Who Makes Us Feel Uncomfortable, and have recently added a new guy to this group of odd men named The Mumbler. Now The Mumbler got his name because he mumbles to the point where you can’t understand him. My first encounter with the Mumbler went like this
Mumber: flhey hkwhaut bis uryour memename.
Me: uh……..excuse me
Mumbler: Hldou mmyou mmwhave a mmboyfriend
Me: (I caught the word boyfriend and even thought I don’t like to lie I said this) um…sure.
I thought since I had made up a fake boyfriend that this would give him reason to stop coming by, but instead he visits me every day at work and talks to me for 15 minutes on average. I have yet been able to distinguish what he is saying. Our conversations consist of me saying Ya, no, um.., excuse me, and what did you say. Well after our initial awkward conversation I see him everywhere I go and yesterday Marisa came home and started complaining about this guy who she can’t understand who is following her and I immediately made the connection. We both knew The Mumbler! I guess we are not the first to be stalked by this incoherent bandit and certainly not the last. Even though I have come up with clever devices to keep The Mumbler at bay (such as pretending I’m on the phone with someone, or hiding behind bushes) he still finds me, he has memorized my work schedule....yikes!
Mumber: flhey hkwhaut bis uryour memename.
Me: uh……..excuse me
Mumbler: Hldou mmyou mmwhave a mmboyfriend
Me: (I caught the word boyfriend and even thought I don’t like to lie I said this) um…sure.
I thought since I had made up a fake boyfriend that this would give him reason to stop coming by, but instead he visits me every day at work and talks to me for 15 minutes on average. I have yet been able to distinguish what he is saying. Our conversations consist of me saying Ya, no, um.., excuse me, and what did you say. Well after our initial awkward conversation I see him everywhere I go and yesterday Marisa came home and started complaining about this guy who she can’t understand who is following her and I immediately made the connection. We both knew The Mumbler! I guess we are not the first to be stalked by this incoherent bandit and certainly not the last. Even though I have come up with clever devices to keep The Mumbler at bay (such as pretending I’m on the phone with someone, or hiding behind bushes) he still finds me, he has memorized my work schedule....yikes!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Laundry
Here at college students are all participating in a game that some don't realize they're in. Its called "How long can I go with out washing this". The rules are basic, every time you wear something you smell it to so see how long you can go before others realize how bad you stink. Some are better at this than others. I for instance have perfected the art of smelling great (if I do say so myself) and still making it home before my clothes need a good scrubing. This saves me time and money and I get to bypass the questionable washers at the dorm. Sometimes my careful planing fails and I have to wash my clothes at the dorm. It makes me miss the magical hamper in my bathroom where I could put dirty clothes in and in a day they would appear washed and folded on my bed. (I still wonder how this happened, washing fairies?).
Sunday, February 8, 2009
This Weekend
This weekend we went to a BYU perfomance called Living Legends. It was pretty awsome, but we soon realized what BYU was really trying do.... convert people. They sang I am a child of God and also kept singing about getting an education which is weird cause the program was about ancient Indians and I’m pretty sure they didn’t have college back then. Also a voice kept coming on telling about the ancient people and it basically was the story of the Book of Mormon. My favorite was when the dance moves started to resemble getting baptized. As you can see we were not fooled by clever Mormons. Ha Ha you got to love BYU (well….except Adam).
On Saturday we woke up at about 11 (we went to bed at 3 in the morning so we're not as lazy as it sounds) and that night we went to the Basketball game. It was a really good game and our team won with a shot at .8 seconds left on the clock. The crowd went crazy, it was amazing. Then there was a dance in the room right above ours. Well we decided to check it out and basically it was just an excuse for guys to smoke questionable things and jump up and down. We soon had to leave because the air quality was less than perfect. After, we were going to go watch a movie outside, but chickened out cause the dance had just broken up and we feared for our safety ha ha. We ended up watching Groundhogs Day inside. You can’t go wrong with Bill Murray.
On Saturday we woke up at about 11 (we went to bed at 3 in the morning so we're not as lazy as it sounds) and that night we went to the Basketball game. It was a really good game and our team won with a shot at .8 seconds left on the clock. The crowd went crazy, it was amazing. Then there was a dance in the room right above ours. Well we decided to check it out and basically it was just an excuse for guys to smoke questionable things and jump up and down. We soon had to leave because the air quality was less than perfect. After, we were going to go watch a movie outside, but chickened out cause the dance had just broken up and we feared for our safety ha ha. We ended up watching Groundhogs Day inside. You can’t go wrong with Bill Murray.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Audrey Hepburn
So I have to write a information speech and I decided to do it on Audrey Hepburn. I love her, not only is she an amazing actress she is a humanitarian that has helped children all over the world. Well I had to do a survey to see what people thought of her and.... only three people knew who she was. WHAT!!! I was Flabergatsed, what kind of world are we living in where kids know who homer simpson is but no idea who the great Audrey Hepburn is.
Anyhoo my report is due tomorow and I'm really nervous cause I've heard the teacher is a really hard grader. I guess all you can do is your best....and if you get a bad grad you toilet paper his house ha ha I'm kidding ...maybe.
Anyhoo my report is due tomorow and I'm really nervous cause I've heard the teacher is a really hard grader. I guess all you can do is your best....and if you get a bad grad you toilet paper his house ha ha I'm kidding ...maybe.
Rumors
So I decided to start blogging cause its a cool way to keep a journal .... and I get really bored at work.
You have got to love small towns. Here at EA a 50 year old women dies in a canal and somehow the story is three college girls have been brutally stabed dozens of times. And whats worse is the police have decided not to talk about it so the rumors are getting crazier and crazier. So I know that as a girl I should not go walking by myself, but these rumors are making me scared to go from my apartment to the library at 9 o'clock at night. Seriously this guy (I'm sure he is an upstanding citizen) is walking behind me and I start imagining kidnapping scenarious ( I think this is partly my mom's fault, she puts ideas in my head). So I start a sort of walk/run to my apartment and make a total fool of myself ha ha.
Ok so Marisa Brown is running for office so as her dedicated roomate I have decided to become her campaign manager. So last night we made posters for like and hour and went out to put them up. Now its like 1 in the morning, so probably not the smartest time to go out in the dark next to the football players dorms and put up posters....but we did it anyway. I'm happy to say no one died.
You have got to love small towns. Here at EA a 50 year old women dies in a canal and somehow the story is three college girls have been brutally stabed dozens of times. And whats worse is the police have decided not to talk about it so the rumors are getting crazier and crazier. So I know that as a girl I should not go walking by myself, but these rumors are making me scared to go from my apartment to the library at 9 o'clock at night. Seriously this guy (I'm sure he is an upstanding citizen) is walking behind me and I start imagining kidnapping scenarious ( I think this is partly my mom's fault, she puts ideas in my head). So I start a sort of walk/run to my apartment and make a total fool of myself ha ha.
Ok so Marisa Brown is running for office so as her dedicated roomate I have decided to become her campaign manager. So last night we made posters for like and hour and went out to put them up. Now its like 1 in the morning, so probably not the smartest time to go out in the dark next to the football players dorms and put up posters....but we did it anyway. I'm happy to say no one died.
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