Introducing the Gila Valley Temple!!!

I realized that I mostly blog about things that annoy me, people that annoy me, and situations that annoy me ha ha so I'm going to blog about the most amazing thing going on at EAC right now............THE TEMPLE OPEN HOUSE!!!

A new and beautiful temple has just been built in the Gila Valley! It is such an exciting time to be at EAC!

On monday I was able to go through with some of my community mates who were non LDS. It was such a wonderful experience and I loved being able to share it with people from a different religion. I have to admit I started tearing up during the introduction video ha ha the whole time I just kept saying, "be cool Lora, be cool, Patterson's don't cry ha ha."

The inside was beyond words, each room was just so amazing. If you haven't been to the open house you need to go immediately. I plan on going as many times as I can.

Run and hide scumbags, run and hide!

Many forms of torture have been used over the centuries to inflict pain on others for the sadistic gratification of the torturer. The most effected device of torture was discovered and executed by our very own Residents Towers (congrats guys). Towers have begun to turn the heaters on during the night. By doing these we are unable to go to sleep or stay asleep. These people are sick and twisted!

Every night I know that I will be woken up at an indecent hour perspiring (a lady never sweats) to death. I will than be so irate that I can no longer go to bed. I will proceed to jump into a cold shower fully clothed and sink into my wet bed with a sweet sigh of relief.

I might not have the best sleeping habits, oh what am I saying I hardly get any sleep anymore, but the precious hours that my head gets to spend on my feather pillow are few and far between and the scumbags that are turning the heat on will pay, maybe not today or tomorrow, but someday they will PAY!

How Did This This Happen!?

So the results of my pole are in....drum role please.....

Europe-2
Saint Johns-4
ASU-5
BYU-6

I have to say I was really rooting for Europe, but alas BYU won and so this will be next years destination. I know this probably isn't the sanest way to decide ones future, but I've never been one for sanity.

So come August I will be packing up and leaving the sunny splendor of Arizona and entering the dark dismal abyss of Utah.

Two years of soul sucking is going to go by fast....right?

Lora vs. High Altitude

This last week was spring break and I was bound and determined to exercise even if it meant doing it without Enrique (my Spanish elliptical trainer). So I got up Monday morning and decided I would run an hour for optimal weight loss. I started down the block and every thing was going fine and then came the pain......

15 minutes into the run and my lungs felt like they were on fire and I started wheezing hard core. I immediately redirected my run to the fastest route home. I barely dragged my body up the driveway and crawled to the middle of the family room. It was here that I was overcome with hot flashes and couldn't get my swish swish pants off fast enough (to ease your mind I was wearing shorts underneath). Then came the strong need to rid my stomach of all its contents thank goodness it was a false alarm. After the stomach debacle my poor heart was beating as fast as a hummingbirds (nice metaphor huh, I guess English class is paying off). And after 10 minutes of intense breathing exercises I was finally able to get up and grab some crackers and a pillow and then get some well deserved rest.

It was in this position, passed out with my pants lying next to me, that mom found me.

Pathetic right.

Mom deduced that high altitude was the culprit and I deduced that I would never run ever ever again…..and then I baked cookies.

I’m starting to think I need to embrace the college weight instead of making it feel like that annoying smelly person that won't stop following you around.

Heckling, Good or Bad?

In my physics class there are six tables with four people seated around each of them. Each table has a distinguishing quality about it. One is made up of the football players who stumble in 20 minutes late with a hangover and immediately fall asleep. Another is made up of all the smart boys who taunt us with their vast knowledge for everything physics. And my group is made up girls and because of this our classmates assume that we are stupid, shallow, and very ditsy. This misconception is very annoying to me since I am a straight A student.

Anyhoo, yesterday we were doing a lab and our group was the only group who did the lab perfectly. Everybody else had to restart several times because of their inferiority to our marvelous lab skills. Our teacher even came up and gave us a high five and exclaimed to the whole class how wonderful we were. At this opportune moment I took the time to heckle the smart group with sayings like,

“Who’s stupid now, Huh punks!?” (In retrospect this is not a proud moment)

Because of our awesomenosity our group even got to leave early with the glow of victory fresh on our faces.

Well the next class one of the smart boys came and gave us cookies with a bow on top to congratulate us for doing so well……

yah, I felt like the biggest shmutz

…..but even though my head was hung in shame I was still able to consume a good amount of victory cookies.

Lousy No Good Nit-Pickers!

In the lunch room the athletes are always complaining about the food,

“Why does my meat have scales?”

“This isn’t supposed to be grey.”

“Last time I ate this I threw up.”

Blah blah blah blah BLAH!

I don’t know what their problem is. I simply step up and say. “I’ll take the brown stuff topped with the lumpy red sauce and the brownie …o it’s a roll?….ahh what the heck I’ll take that too.

I mean it’s not like the athletes are actually chewing it anyway; they’re really just gorging it down their gullet.

So what difference does it make if it’s a substitute meat product instead of the actual thing?

Enrique =)

Today I would like to introduce you to my personal Trainer, Enrique.


You may believe that every elliptical is the same, but you my friend are incorrect. Enrique is special and is the only thing that stands between me and the sophomore 20 lbs. Everyday Enrique fights a losing battle to my daily indulges of chocolate, popcorn, m&m's, oreos, little debbie snacks, and ice cream. Now I figured the very least I could do was dedicate a post to him :) So thank you Enrique and I apologize for yelling at you yesterday, you were only trying to help.

Ravings of An Innocent Game Worker

Something hilarious happened to me. Do you remember that guy from my work that never showed up for his shift? Well that same guy went to my boss and told her that I was being mean to him *snort*. He said I had rolled my eyes at the death of his girlfriend’s cousin and I had chastised him for his poor financial decisions.

This takes me back to when I was in second grade and a boy name Val tattled on me for calling him four-eyes. In my defense he wore glasses and he was a BOY named VAL. He should have just had a sign that said ‘make fun of me’ on it. Anyhoo that was the last time I’ve been tattled on until this moment.

But what’s really hilarious about this situation is nothing he said was true! I have barely said two words to this guy and neither of those words included an eye-roll. Luckily my boss has known me for longer and knew that I would never be mean to someone …….unless they really deserve it.

Physics (booooooooooooooo)

I hate physics, I can’t bear physics, physics is insufferable, I loathe physics, I detest Physics, I abhor physics.

If physics were a person I would squeeze lemon juice in its eyes and kick it really hard.

FYI: Indian accents arn't so cute when they belong to a Physics teacher who you can't understand!!!

Ravings of a Game Room Worker

Last week I was working my shift in the game room and I was supposed to end at 7. At 7:15 I realized that my replacement had bailed. Now this should not be too shocking since he showed up late the week before because his girlfriend’s sister died (or so he says).

But what really gets me is he came in at 6 during my shift to check when his shift started. Which makes me wonder why he did not just inform me then that he was going to be an irresponsible jerk who intended to leave me in the game room till 9:00 still trying to find a replacement?
I mean really how hard would it have been to say,

“Excuse me Lora, I’m just a stupid negligent boy who had decided to waste your time through my immature actions.”

To which I would have responded in saying,

“Sweet, now I will engage in calling my family and friends and telling them in advance why I do not like you.”

See I can totally be civilized; all you have to do is tell me in advance when you're going to ruin my night.

Anyhoo I guess I just have to be thankful that I got more money to put towards Europe!!!