So, Its the end of the semester. I'm actually really bummed I'm not staying around for Spring or Summer. I feel like my life is so much more interesting out here. I mean, check it out: My friends and I played Holi at the festival of colors!
I made a delicious quiche. With so much cream and bacon and cheese. All by myself! I also made an apple pie. No photos of that though... It was even more delicious I applied to animation again. Good heavens I want to know if I have a major or not right now. (that top one got oddly cut off. oh well) I was an extra in a cowboy movie. We went to a Saloon! how cool is that?
and besides that, I went classic skating and had cool fun dates and I made friends with fantastic people. I'm really going to miss everything and I think it would be fun to stay in the summer for a cool chiller atmosphere. I'm trying to get excited about heading back to Maryland. perhaps I'll make a list of why its awesome there, because I can only think of like, 2 things right now...
So I haven't blogged in a while. Oops. I've been reading This charming little blog, because it was mentioned in BYU's newspaper a little while ago, and I can't get over how tender it is. It made me want to write in my own blog. but mine is not nearly as cute or tender.
So there you go. A photo of me right now. I look way tired in it. Probably because I am.
So whats up with me? Well the only two three-day weekends that we get for the ENTIRE semester have whizzed by. And I'm tired of going to class and taking tests and doing homework all the time. I'm sick of spending hours and hours in the badly lit programming lab. I'm tired of going to french class every day. I really just want to just roller skate all the time, and get really good at it. Or watch the travel channel. And draw.
I actually watched the olympics this winter. I love speed skating. Apolo Anton Ohno is cool. I wish I could meet him. I follow him on twitter, so maybe if/when he comes back to salt lake, and I see a tweet like "Going to the mall" or something, I can just happen to run into him. Ha yah right.
my cousin Ryan came to town on friday. it was fun but he's sort of a pest. He's like what I imagine a brother is like. On friday we went over to Apartment A. and watched Miracle. He showed the boys there some embarrassing photos of me being tied up. They laughed. It was horrible. I swear this weekend made me more of a laughingstock to the boys there than ever before.
saturday, we had cleaning checks and after I did that, I went over to get him from apt. A, and after losing badly at FIFA soccer, (12-0 to Darren) we went to the BYU basketball game. it was pretty exciting, but we barely lost and it was lame. Then we had Panda Express, Talked a bit and went to the tennis match. It was pretty lame. Not gonna lie. Playing tennis is way more fun than watching it. Then we went to Apt. A, and played games until curfew. I tied at this one game, but my win at Disney Scene it was snatched away by Alex and Caleb. Which is ridiculous. Then we played the Great Dalmuti. Ryan called a revolution on the second round and became the Great Dalmuti. It took me like 3 months of playing the Great Dalmuti to become one. I got more teasing for that. Then we played mafia and then I left.
sunday. I had to wake up at the crack of dawn so I could go with Adam and Alex to drop Ryan off. I went to church with them at Alex's home ward in Centerville. I think there will be rumors about us dating when his parents come back from Disneyland. It was funny seeing the old ladies react when I introduced myself in relief society. Afterwards we went to Alex's house to watch the hockey game and his grandma made us dinner and stuff. It was way nice to change up the scenery.
I think that's it as far as life goes. I think this song sums how I feel about life right now
Its a new semester once again, and now that my first week is finished, here is a video I made with this song by a guy named Sliimy, whom I resemble. I actually made this like, 2 months ago but my mom wanted me to post it here.
Monday When I woke up that morning, I was very unhappy about going to class, as I felt like my break was far too short. So I grabbed my iPod off the desk and played my motivational playlist which started with Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus. Its totally my guilty pleasure song, and it motivated me to get out of bed, get dressed, and head to class. 11 AM starts off my day with intro to Programming. This class may kill me. there is SO much work that goes with it, that its going to take up a TON of my free time. The killer part is that I don't know if I actually need it. Its kind of a backup plan for me because if I apply again to the animation program, and fail, I will apply to the Computer Science- Animation Emphasis program which is why I'm taking this blasted class. The teacher explains stuff relatively well in layman's terms, which I appreciate, but there is this annoying boy who tries to make jokes about the subject, or asks stupid questions that have nothing to do with anything, and its just stupid.
12 Noon. I have French. My teacher is straight up from France, and in the previous classes, the teachers were just american students that were really good at French, so they would generally try and explain things to us in English. But since this teacher is a native French speaker, I think she's said about three things in English, and its hard to get EVERYTHING she says, but I'm surprised at the amount I DO get. I'm fairly sure I'm better at understanding French than speaking it at this point though
2 PM is when I have Swimming class. On monday the teacher just went over the syllabus. While we were in class, the swim team was practicing, and It was super intimidating to see them diving and all that into the super deep water. But at least I realized men in speedos do not weird me out anymore. Thank you figure drawing class.
5 PM I have my Greek and Roman Literature class. It was the first day of class, and the teacher told us to go and pick up the packet at this place south of campus, NOT the bookstore. That made me kind of upset. But other than that, the Professor is really passionate about the subject, and he shows it, which is awesome because some teachers, like my programming teacher for instance, you can tell really love their subject, but don't have an ounce of passion- I think that's the word- or that something which makes them really interesting to listen to. Anyway I learned a lot, even on the first day, but there were a TON of books I had to buy which was no fun.
I didn't have a notebook in which to write important things, so instead I toted around my busted sketchbook, and I think I drew more during that day than I have done in a day when I wait around for free time. So I'll do that more often.
Tuesday
9 AM Family History/Genealogy: So I had decided long ago to have a class every semester at 9 AM because I kind of felt that if I was awake and doing something productive by this time my day would less likely feel like it had been wasted. However, I made this resolution with Monday/Wednesday classes in mind. This Tuesday/Thursday thing is the pits, especially since I am a big time night owl. But the teacher is cool, and I'm really excited to find my ancestors.
12 Noon French again. Its french. Basically the same as ever. except this teacher is so much less lenient as far as the quizzes go than my last french teacher. C'est la vie
I went to the obscure copy center to get my packet also, and I saw my friend on the way back and he invited me over to see "Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs,
4 PM (I seriously have the crappiest schedule. Its so spread out!) Figure Drawing with Cynthia. She is amazing, and I think that the environment is way better than it was with Peterson. I'm super excited about it. There are a TON of people in the class. Animation kids are fantastic.
Wednesday
It was basically the same as monday. Except in swimming class we actually swam. My arms were sore the day after. Also it was my friends birthday. I made funfetti cupcakes, mostly because I adore making/frosting cake. I want to take a cake decorating class. Anyway, after my Greek/Roman Lit class was over, his roommates and he came over, ate cake in the stuff your face kind of way boys tend to eat sweets, and we trekked over to the basketball game. I love basketball games I get it way more than football. and the crowd is cooler. It was super icy outside though, and I had these cute white boots that have absolutely no traction. On the way out I fell on some black ice, and it HURT. One of the boys, was basically like "Of course you fell, you're Meredith" I resented that. I'm not that klutzy am I?
Thursday
Same as tuesday essentially. I got taco bell at 7 after my figure drawing class. I ran into some animation friends, and chatted, and then I walked over to the apartment of the boys I hang out with on a regular basis. Some game was on. It was over my head, They teased me about the other boys that have asked me out. and eventually we started watching Inglorious Basterds. On ClearPlay so the R stuff was cut out. It was cool, a lot of french was spoken and I could understand a lot of it. I didn't get to finish it, but apparently the violence was awful. They told me not to finish it.
Friday This was the same as monday and wednesday except for the fact that I didn't have swimming. That night I had a date with Airplane Dan, This guy I met at the airport on my way back home for Christmas. Dan also goes to BYU so its not as creepy as it sounds. Before I went on my date, the 6 men I hang out with were like, "If he tries anything, just remember I have a saw" stuff like that. Call me crazy but I found it incredibly sweet. Let me tell you, its super nice having a bunch of guys have your back like that.
Anyway, the date was alright. We went to see Where the Wild Things Are, which was an ok movie, but it lacked closure. But maybe that was the point. We had dinner at this pizza place which was alright, and while we were waiting for our show-time we looked around blockbuster. Dan is a nice guy and everything, but he kept like, grabbing my elbow, or like nudging me every time I happened to say something funny or whatever. It got annoying, because I'm really hilarious to people out here.
Saturday I woke up at like, somewhere around 11 and 12 It was lovely, but I felt like I had wasted the day. I programmed a little bit, watched Holes, and played farmville. Super dorky. my friend Boston asked me to go to a Christmas Tree bonfire that night. It was fantastic. It was him his friend, and this sort of bubble headed girl. we had to get to Utah Lake, and the directions were vague, so we were wandering around in this icy farmy area for like an hour. it was pretty exciting. we all frolicked in the untouched snow, I saw the biggest bonfire of my life, it was ON the frozen lake, The car got stuck in the snow and we had to push. We then went to Chili's with a bunch of people at like 11 and it was so fun. Boston's friends are all incredibly fun, since most of them are in a film-like area of study. I came back home at around 1 and it was seriously one of the funnest nights I've had in a long time.
My mom wanted to see my apartment. So here it is. I like it ok. We are on the bottom floor, which sometimes feels dungeon-like but it's alright I suppose.
My Bed. I made that quilt Stuff on My walls The hideous leopard toy I got from the career fair last year holding my roommate's greek flag My closet, which is actually really tall. My Roommates side of the room. It bugs me. The amount of dishes in the skink bugs me too. Is it really so hard to wash your stuff as soon as you're done with it?
