Woot...

Tomorrow is my birthday!

Actually, if we look at this from a technical point of view, it's my birthday today, because I was born in Taiwan. Cool, huh?

I shall be one score and one year old. Or 1/5 + 1/100 of a century. So, if you would like to take a break from studying, please come and visit me tomorrow night sometime, and I will feed you cake and ice-cream! 

Hopefully, I don't have a study session too late. 

Horror...

It's snowing.

As in, right now!

SNOWING!!!

I give up.

Froyo...

If you're ever in Logan, drop by Tummy Yummy. Delish frozen yogurt. Self-serve and you pay its weight.

I sure liked it!

PS. Today marked the last day of general education for me! I wish it meant I were done with school too. Unfortunately, this is not the case! But I'm still happy! :)

Achoo...

I can't stop sneezing.

Or sniffling.

And the inside of my nose itches really bad.

Now my nose is starting to run.

I love spring, but.....

I hate this part of it!

Haha...

Okay. Friday. Best day I've had in a long time. I'd go into detail, but that would cheapen the happiness I felt. You can ask me if you see me because I don't mind telling it. It's just a bit too special to me to talk about here. That's all I have to say about that.

:)

Today was funny. You know the Icebreaker Sour candy? You know how it has a little tab on one side that says "To Share" and when you open it, it opens half the little can? And how the other little tab that says "Not to Share" opens a tiny little hole? Well, the other day, I bought that candy because it's so tasty, but today when I opened the "To Share" tab, it opened the "Not to Share" hole.

To whoever is in charge of putting the sticker on the candy box in the assembly line, I thank you. You made me laugh!

PS. It's sunny outside and it's supposed to be 70 degrees tomorrow! Wear shorts, and skirts, and flip-flops, and t-shirts! Bask in the delight!

PS2. Watch this video! It's Taylor Swift's Love Story meets Coldplay's Viva La Vida arr. by Jon Schmidt. It's amazing!

LOL...

I love life today.

Mentoring is the best job. Middle-schoolers are the funniest! Mason has one of those mini license plate keychains on his backpack. The words on it are as follows: BAD BOY. I cracked up because Mason is the nicest, hardworking little kid ever.

"Mason, you are so not a bad boy."

He got this li'l twinkle in his eye and grinned, "Not yet!"

I died. Literally. Then I came back to life and told everyone. And they died.

And then for activity, we all learned how to make boondoggles. I learned how to make a boondoggle! I had never done it before.

I am a rockin' boondoggler. Napoleon Dynamite ain't got nuthin' on me!

Poetry...

I wrote a poem over the weekend. It started out pretty simple and superficial, but after a little work on it...it just...took off. It had a life of its own. I had no idea that it would go the way it did, that it would end up where it did.  

It probably is the most raw, most self-exposing, vulnerable piece I have ever written. Granted, I usually write light, humorous, slightly satirical stuff when it comes to creative writing. Occasionally, I'll try a little semi-serious, but hardly ever. This poem became an extension of some of my most personal feelings.  I want to put it up here, but I literally can't do it. I gave it to my teacher to critique, but I don't think I'll ever have anyone else read it.

It was crazy. I've never written anything so personal. It was like my heart's secrets were being divided and stretched and then pushed through my fingertips onto the paper so I could see them spread out right in front of me. It was like a revelation just for me, an expose on my own inner workings. Incriminating and enlightening at the same time. And frightening. Oh, wow, it's tough when you finally kind of see what you're like on the inside. And it doesn't have to be bad to be scary. Sometimes just the plain truth, good or bad, is scary when you finally get down to the root of it. It's easy to attribute the cause of any action or inaction to some outside force, but when you get down deep, there's nothing else but you. That is what is scary.

Does that make sense?

On a lighter note, I went on an iTunes shopping spree. Should NOT have succumbed. But did. I should write a poem about that. I'll compare cheap music on iTunes to the song of the sirens.

Speaking of sirens, I bought this:

That's right, ladies and gentlemen. The original Broadway cast recording of The Little Mermaid (my favorite Disney movie) for less than $7.00. I love it. Love it! So, so, so much. It's amazing! You finally get to hear Prince Eric sing--which is the only thing lacking in the movie--and his voice is lovely. I'm very jealous of my friend who got to see the play in New York. 

Lucky boy.

One day I'll get to do cool things too. 

:)

Dear Mikey...

Please buy a ticket for me and I will pay you back. I will buy you Chili's queso dip. I will get Jennifer Hudson to sing you happy birthday. And Eden to write and record a lullaby just for you. For your birthday. Even though your birthday has already passed.

Well, I dunno about the last ones. That's stretching a bit. Not that I wouldn't want Jen to sing you happy birthday. Who wouldn't want that woman to sing them happy birthday?

But you should still hook me up with a ticket. Mostly because I don't know where to buy them. You seem to know these things. 

Please?  :)

Thanks!

Please...

This semester needs to end.

Now.

My brain won't last much longer.

That's all.

No. That's not all. I have a question for Mike. I'm going to be home for the summer. Are they still selling tickets for Kelly?!?!?!

My life would suck without her.

:D

Shoot...

Tuesday.

Poli Sci.

Over my head. Remember? 

My professor starts lecturing. About ten minutes after class starts, I lean my head on my hand. Somehow my eyes closed. Could be the fact that I'd only gotten about five hours of sleep. Just a guess.

Ten seconds later....

"Oh no. Looks like I've already put Chessie to sleep!"

Eyes snap open, I jerk straight up.

Hysterical laughter from fifty other people.

I have THE WORST reputation in that class: I'm perpetually confused (and everybody knows it), I never know what to say when I'm called on ("Chessie, what do you think?" "Uhhh..... I don't know?!"), and my teacher caught me napping and announced it to the whole world.

Absolutely mortifying. 

Spotted...!

Kelli informed me the other day that she believes she saw Miss-Whistle-While-I-Pee on campus. Indeed, her description of this girl fit mine: She had a rolling backpack and was "whistling a very complicated ditty."

As you can see, I was not delusional that fateful day in the third-floor bathroom of the Merrill-Cazier Library. My ears were not deceived. This girl exists, ladies and gentlemen, she exists!!! She is no figment of my imagination.

I kind of compared her to Moaning Myrtle in my mind just now.

Interesting....

Sunny...

I feel sunny today! 

It's sunny and I feel so great.

Want to know why?

My mom came to visit me last Friday and it was wonderful. She took me to lunch, and a movie, and dinner....and it was just so fantastic!

Then I went with my roommates to watch conference on Saturday with Traci's family. They cook turkey dinner every conference, so she basically gets Thanksgiving three times a year. And her mom is an amazing cook. I ate like a pig. It was just so delicious!

Sunday was more conference and leftovers from Friday and Saturday. I love conference. I love it so much. I never feel so hopeful and motivated to do good as I do after Conference weekend. The spiritual high is totally unmatched. 

Yesterday, my brother left the MTC to fly to Taiwan! So exciting! I went to First Dam and fed the ducks with my friend Katy. We hung out on the grass and soaked in the sun and talked about everything. And oh, it was so good to finally feel warmth on my face and skin!

Today it was sunny again, and my 12:00 pm class was canceled, and I'm going to go play four-square in a few minutes, and I don't have work because the school is having their spring break.

I'm a happy, happy, happy, sunny girl!

Mom...

My mom is coming to visit me tomorrow!!

I'm so excited! 

She and Katy's mom are going to take us out to eat, and that will be great, cos it will be free and we won't have to cook, and really, it can't get much better than that! And I can tell her all my funny stories and all my problems, and even though she won't be able to fix them, I'll feel better about it all anyway. 

My friend Mark wanted me to pretend and tell my mom we were engaged so that he could come and get free lunch too. I said it wasn't gonna happen and that my mama only gets free lunch for me.

Today was the last day of work for me for a bit, cos it's spring break for the kids next week! What a wonderful feeling! Except for the part where I tried to buy a root beer milk from the vending machine and they had only chocolate. I was inclined to cry a little, but I didn't.

It's been a good day. A really good day.

:)

BFFs...

Tonight I got to go to Costa Vida and eat a delicious sweet pork salad with my best friend, Kelli. You can learn more about her here.

We told every excitement and drama-filled story that we had racked up over the weeks that we hadn't seen each other. It was lovely. 

I love mah Kelli. We have been friends since the monkey bars in the sixth grade. Actually, it was quite a bit after that. She wasn't very happy when a weird little Asian girl popped up out of nowhere and invaded her turf. It's okay now. Past grievances have been put behind us.

We live less than a block away from each other and we never see each other. So pathetic. But...we are going to be in the same ward next year, and life will be good! I'm super excited about that!

So, this is dedicated to her: Thanks for being my friend and the person I can always turn to! I'm so glad that no matter how long it's been, it's like no time has passed. One day, my friend, one day....we will be flying to the land of the tartan-clad hotties and the Loch Ness monster. One day!

Love you!