Waiting for the Crash...

So why am I up this early in the morning/late at night?

Well, I'm waiting for a sugar crash to happen any time now...

I've been waiting for like an hour, which makes me think maybe I'm not waiting for a sugar crash.  Maybe it already happened.  Maybe I'm just beyond that point of exhaustion and I might as well pull an all-nighter because it'll be annoying to wake up early to finish reading that bloody book.

So far today, I've researched, written a paper, edited a friend's resume, studied for an exam tomorrow, and started reading a book for a peer group thing tomorrow.  Why did this all have to happen today?  Just because, okay?

I have come to terms with the fact that I am a procrastinator, and that will probably never change.  I mean, I'll work on changing, but in all honesty, I don't think it's going to happen until I'm a superheroine or mom or someone else who has other people's lives depending on her.

Oh well. I'm a single college student. I think procrastination comes with the job.

One of Those

Today is one of those days.

I am bored to the rafters.  I want to dance.  I want to play guitar.  I want to dance.  I want to laugh a lot.

I have an excel assignment left to do.  That's it.  My friends are either occupado or don't want to dance.

What's a girl to do?

I suppose I can blog a bit more about Moab.

First off, I have to thank the family I stayed with (exact names not mentioned to protect the innocent) because they were the most supreme hosts I have ever experienced!  There was always food, even when you had just eaten.  There were games, movies, activities...but they left me alone when I fell asleep on accident and let me sleep in! It was the most wonderful vacation ever!

The arches were probably my favorite part (except everything was probably my favorite part).  I LOVED the hike to the Delicate Arch.  I knew Moab was red, but on that hike, I saw green, blue, and purple with the red!  There were so many colors, and I absolutely love colors, so the colorful outdoors was the perfect place for me to hike.  Plus we had a picnic by Delicate Arch, and it wasn't crowded in the least bit.

And the Double Arch was the COOLEST arch EVER! I loved being under there and climbing up it.  It was so awesome that I recommend it to everyone who is or wants to be AWESOME.  The whole Archlands was great, but that was my favorite hike and favorite arch.

We also walked the shops in town, and there is some neat stuff in Moab, like the T-shirt shop where you pick a shirt, pick a decal, and they put the decal on the shirt right in front of you on a machine that's akin to a giant panini grill.  Actually, I would like to try to make a giant panini in one.  And there was a store with about 5000 HATS that I absolutely ADORED and when I have lots of money to spare, I'm going back there.

And the girls I visited ran a half-marathon.  They were pretty much running for two hours...I can't even run for two minutes. I felt very impressed being at a park packed full of people who were in such better shape than I am.  It made me want to attempt 5 mile race, but then I decided I'd rather dance for two hours than run for 5 miles.

Also, I went to my first REAL and LARGE bonfire!  It was out on the sand dunes, and we had hot dogs, and hot faces (because the fire was hot), and the stars were bright and clear, or as clear as my vision would allow them to be, and I met some new people, and...it was way fun!  Also, some drunk kids ran into the biggest ditch/fault I've ever seen someone run into.  That truck was wedged in that fault pretty good, and I'm pretty sure they did some damage towing it out.  I don't know how the frame could survive being pulled out from that angle.

And I played with buttons with a little girl who was so cute and I miss her little voice and footsteps as she wandered around the house.

The Scent of College Homework

Ever stay up so late that you swear you can smell how late it is?

Ever wake up so early after staying up that late that you can smell how much sleep you should be getting?

It's like waking up and smelling bacon.  You know you can have the bacon, you just have to get out of bed.

But it's kind of the opposite of that...you know you can have more sleep, you just have to stay in bed and ignore your obligations of the morning.

I'm about to face those scents.  I thought I'd take a quick blogger pit stop before I start my next assignment.

Curse procrastination.

I'd rather have bacon.

Spring Break 2010

I don't have enough time to post everything about Spring Break, but I'll do my best.

It started with me spending the night at Old Farm. I discovered yet again that I am so jealous of Keara.  Her bed is fit for a queen--so soft, yet so supportive.  I cannot believe how easy it was for me to settle into a comfortable position.

Then I went to Chelsey's house. What an enjoyable and relaxing home.  It really helped me get my head out of Logan and allow myself to just be on vacation.  Also, I made a birdfriend (I named him Sui--pronounced Sue ee--because he was suicidal and kept attacking the window head first because he perceived his reflection to be a threat).  Also, I fell in love with Chelsey's hash browns, which is amazing, because I am NOT particularly fond of potatoes, not at all.  In return, I made Chelsey love Sims 2. 

She also let me help her with her resume, a letter to her local government, and her mother's letter to her local government.  That was so great that only an English major would understand how much joy it brought my brain.  I miss pure writing classes. 

We did several other enjoyable things, but I'm out of time, so I guess I will have to post more about my Spring Break later.  Because it was bloody brilliant.

I am a Utahan.

The problem with Americans not being able to afford insurance had to do with how insurance companies take advantage of every situation possible and deny coverage to people who are practically guaranteed to make claims. That calls for a "slap" and correctional action; it doesn't call for the federal government to ask for more power over our lives and money.

There are ways to protect our rights without giving the government more responsibilities. We are relying on our government FAR more that we should. I am not of the opinion that the government should take control of everything that doesn't work.  We don't need to cry to the government for every injustice there is in the world.  We can solve some problems on our own with the rights and resources we have. We can, even though a lot of us don't take the initiative and do it (or learn how to do it).

I thought the United States was a good idea--each state runs independently, but we are all united in the fact that we will defend each other and coexist peacefully. The Feds are great for organizing national defense and security and responding to crises. The States are great for tailoring laws and taxes for the needs of the people withing their region, because different people need different things. A society this large and diverse cannot be satisfied by one set of laws, regulations, and procedures. That's why regional control is such a great idea. The States were supposed to have more power on our lives, weren't they?

Obama said "We Can" a lot while his platform focused very heavily on Change. That's what got him into office.  Well, I agree with him, just not in the way he wants me to agree with him: We Can Change. We Can Change the United States back into the States that were United. I'm looking for people who know how to do that, or know where to start looking.  I know we have power to fight federal imposers, I just don't know how to start.

I love my country, but I'd rather belong to a state within a nation than just a nation. I am a Utahan.  I want to be recognized as a Utahan (yes, "a" Utahan, not "an" Utahan. It's about pronunciation, not spelling).

...Hold On, Spring Break

I was going to blog about my Spring Break, but then I got an amazing email from one of the best aunts in the world (and she belongs to me! exciting, I know).

The email was a job ad.  A new company wants technical writers to document stuff (check), create help screen text and screen shots (check), and create/record video/audio tutorials (CHECK).

So I'm RATHER qualified...in fact, it's scary how qualified I am at age 20 for a job that has a STARTING pay of...

...wait for it...

$40 per hour!

That's right.  For any of you who thought it was unwise to quit engineering and leave my biotechnological background just to switch to English, well suck it!

(not that any of you have ever thought that. that was merely the little voice of doubt inside my head that remains no matter how sound my decisions are.)

Communications pays, and it starts at $40 an hour.

Now that's bloody brilliant.

The Little Hat Girl

I should write this story before I completely forget it.

The other day I was at Subway with one of my friends, and I had some candy in my pocket from work.  I didn't want it to melt, so I took it out and divied it up between my friend and I.

Then I hear this little voice say, "I want a treat."

At the table next to us was the cutest little girl in the world.  Or at least one of them, because there are too many cutest little girls in the world to count.  Her mom looked confused about why she was asking for a treat, but children are usually more observant than their parents, so of course she saw me with the candy and her mother didn't.

I gave the little girl a Milky Way and her mother reminded her to say thank you.  She then said thank you several times.  It was very cute.

For the rest of the time there, she became such a good friend.  She spoke a few sentences, and I supposed she was just learning how to communicate, and then she mentioned my hat, and told me that she just got a new hat.  Her mother pulled out her new hat so she could show it to me.  It was colorful and had earflaps and it was from Old Navy.  She let me hold it and everything.  It was very soft.

When her mother said, "We're done, we can go now," the little girl turned to me and said "We can go now."

I don't know why, but it was so amazing watching this little kid.  She was so fearless and not self-conscious and trusting and she just put herself out there.  I was so thankful that she shared herself and her hat with me.  I hope to be that comfortable sharing myself with the people around me. 

Also, I hope to have kids someday, because as difficult as being a mother would be, it seems like it will be worth it, especially if I got so much out of a simple moment with a little girl showing me her hat.  I can't imagine what other treasures children are waiting to share with me.

Quarter of DESTINY!

Let me tell you something absolutely AMAZING! (Yes, this post is long. Don't judge.)

On the way to work/school today, I found a quarter in my coat pocket.  I was pretty sure I'd never met this quarter before, as I don't recall putting it in my pocket, so I greeted it with the ever classic "How you doin?" (made famous by Joey in Friends).  Then I put it back in my pocket, hoping I would remember to put it into my wallet at some undetermined point in the future.

Went to work for two hours...

Left work to go to a Statistics Recitation in the Library...

Do you know what was in the Library?  A sign that said "Books for 25 Cents" (HEY!  WHY is there not a cents sign on this keyboard?! It is a valid sign of currency.  Why does the $ symbol think it is so important?  Well, it is on the number 4...but where's the cents symbol?  Whoever designed this didn't have common sense, so he probably didn't want anyone having any type of sense or cents out of pure hatred and jealousy).

And there was a table of books behind the sign!

Does anyone remember the beginning of this post?  Did I not say I had a quarter I was newly acquainted with? The correct answer is indeed.  Indeed, I did say that.

So I found a marvelous book, even though Mr. Quarter cried and said that he would never speak to me again or even look at me if I spent him, I purchased the book and hurried to get to class on time (and it was CANCELLED!).  Know what that means?

That quarter was the quarter of destiny!  I was meant to go to that library and buy the book, and the quarter knew it, so it magically jumped into my pocket when I wasn't paying attention. And now it's on its way to fulfill another destiny. At first I wished I didn't spend it, because how many quarters of destiny are there in the world? But I'm glad I don't have it anymore, because now it can help other people find amazing deals.

I started reading the book just a few minutes ago and I'm already developing theories regarding its content!

Bloody brilliant.

Connie's Ramblings

I would like you ALL to visit this site.

Go to CONNIE'S RAMBLINGS.

Here's a great website: http://conniesramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/follow-follow-me.html.

For a good time, read Connie.

FOLLOW Connie and your life will be that much better.

Did you have your Ramble today?

Connie.  What's in your wallet?

Here's someone's blog.  She posts even funnier stories than me...sometimes :P

I made 9 links to the same blog in this post.

Now 10. :) Love you, Mom.  (11)

The One Forty Story!

Just so all of y'all are aware...

This is post number 140.  Yes, I am happy about that number.  Especially because that means we are this close to post 144 (when I say this, I am squinting my eyes, stretching the word out, half-whispering/half-singing, scrunching my shoulders up, and pinching my fingers as close together as they can get without touching. So yeah, this carries a lot of meaning).

I thought it would be appropriate to share a funny story for post 140.

The other day, I went grocery shopping with two of my friends.  Don't ask what I got, because I don't remember.  It was probably something vital yet insignificant, like milk.

As the ladies and I headed to the checkout, we heard some guys on the next aisle talking.  One of my friends said, "Oh hey, that sounds like so-and-so."  Then the guys passed our aisle, and it was so-and-so, and he was with his roommate.

We were about halfway down our aisle when I looked at my surroundings and had a brilliant idea.  The execution was pretty flawless.  My friends started talking to the so-and-so boys, but they remained at the end of the aisle, forcing both parties to talk very loudly to one another.  You would think two groups of friends who ran into each other would actually stand next to each other while they conversed, but NO.  Wanna know why?

We were in the Ladies Aisle.  That's right.  Tampons, pads, pantiliners...blah blah blah.  It was just too good to be true.  So I, loving awkward situations, ask the boys, "Are you going to just stand there and shout at us?"

Oh their faces.  Poor guys.  They ended up coming closer to us, meeting us right in the capital city of where men do not belong.  They were not at all comfortable.  Ha ha.  An old man walked passed us and looked so confused about the whole situation.

I hope I got that story right.  If not, I'm sure someone will correct me as necessary, and it will probably make the story even better.

A Different Story First (Due to Lack of Energy)

Before I get to my afore mentioned story (that I know you are all just dying to hear--it's okay, you don't have to admit it. We all feel the same way here), I have a short story from this weekend with my family.  I'm actually quoting it from my mother's blog (visit it and leave her a comment. She loves comments and followers as if they are the fountain of youth or the fruits of money trees).

[Jaycey,] sitting down with a bowl of pineapple and honeydew..."Why do I always get the bad honeydew?!!?"

Brittany, looking over and casually helping out in her big sister way..."Did you ever consider that you don't like it?"

Chew on that story before I write up my own.  I feel very sick at the moment (actually, I felt sick since 5:18 this morning, to be exact), and I need to get up to class...so I'm gonna go get ready for that now.

Mikarose

So I'm following a blog that does giveaways frequently.  I don't ever really expect to win, I just appreciate seeing the cute stuff that's out there in the world.  : )

Today I learned about a company called Mikarose.  It's amazing.  Click here to visit their site.  Here's some of my favorite stuff from them:

Just wanted to share some cute stuff. Also, remind me to tell you a funny story about me, some friends, and what I did to some guys at a grocery store.

More Color Fun

I just finished an exam in Promotion Management (which could have gone immensely better...*sigh*), and I needed to do something that didn't require much thought or reflection.  So I read some blogs I follow. 

Some lady did another color quiz, and I had fun with it, so maybe you will too.  You just pick your favorite/least favorite colors to look at in groups of colors and it tells you the types of careers you are suited for. 

I was skeptical about what color preferences can reveal about your personality, but lo and behold, the results weren't too shabby.

Here's the link and my result:

http://www.careerpath.com/career-tests/colorcareercounselor.aspx

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