Procrastination is...my life?

So there's really not much going on in my life currently...the first half of last week blew chunks, which is why I avoided updating my blog. Then the second half of the week was kind of fantastic (at least in regards to talking to boys, since that is the only thing that really matters)! I avoided posting about THAT since I highly believe if something is going freakishly well you don't voice how freakishly well it is going because other wise the cosmos remembers things aren't supposed to work like that and shoves a wrench in your beautifully working life. I was kind of hoping the freakishly well stuff would continue through Halloween or so, especially since I'm still trying to fix the mess that was the first half of last week. But, alas, alack, the universe hates me! And my really good ending to last week is not continuing. Instead, I am besieged with papers I have no interest in writing, and the loneliness that comes from living the life of a nun without actually agreeing to it. The papers are especially hard since they are for Bio 100. A class I thought was going to be cake and possibly the one science class I liked my entire college career...obviously both turned out to be false!

On top of all this, it seems like a lot of people around me are rethinking the whole college thing (being here, major, etc). This of course causes me to be uncertain about my decisions and accentuates the fact that I really don't want to take pl sc 200 (aka writeapapereveryweekandmakesureitsabsolutelyperfect) next semester. We'll just wait and see what happens later! *Oh how I wish for my knight in shining armor to come and sweep me off my feet so I can major in something fun like theater or unusable like family history!* but with my luck, I'll be single when I graduate in five years after my mish. (Genevieve I told you this would be mope-y!)

On the plus side we carved pumpkins Monday night!

Why a 94% feels like a C

Today, after a long weekend of doing anything but studying and homework, I realized I hadn't finished an assignment for one of my harder classes. Of course said assignment would be the hardest one from that class yet, and of course it would be the one assignment I didn't meet with my study group to go over. The TA lab was no help because there were like 20 students in there, and the one girl I tried to help didn't have the decency to answer my one question for her. Frustrated and upset I went to class to turn in an assignment that is probably 80% wrong. I figured the only way to save the day was to get a really good score on the midterm that was being handed back today. When my professor said the class average was a 94, I figured I had done slightly better than that because I had done the extra credit portion and felt fantastic leaving the testing center last Wednesday. At the end of the class, the TA (Sterling - pretty much the sweetest name ever) handed back our tests. Lo and behold, my grade was exactly 94%. Normally, I would be ecstatic (hello! A = party), but 94 = average. Therefore, me = average in Intermediate Price Theorem.
Moral of the story...knowing the class average is not helpful...unless its really low.

On a different note, this weekend re-affirmed my knowledge that in about a year and a half I'll be submitting my papers for a full time mission. Despite going to the bridal fair on Saturday and all the talk from the Stake Relief Society Presidency about their husbands on Sunday.

Favorite thing Lucas (my nephew) did this week (at least so I heard)~ on the way out of a restaurant he said to the waitress "bye honey"

Blog time!

So I thought I would jump on the band wagon of blogging, since so many people I know are doing it! Cause, ya know, I need another thing to keep on top of, what with homework, the studying I should be doing right now and the large amount of work I always seem to get myself into.

In recent news:
~It didn't snow on Saturday!!! I'm still really excited about that since working the football game would have been MISERABLE!
~FHE was cool. I'm a fan of our FHE group, even if Genevieve, Nadin, Grandma and I give the impression of insanity. They're just not used to our unusual closeness?
~My nephew, the cutest little boy in the world, was at my house on Saturday when I called. When the phone started ringing he demanded to talk to me before they even knew it was me on the phone. We were pretty much besties in the pre-existence.
~En le classe de francais, we sang "Mon Dieu, plus près de toi" which pretty much made my day!

Oh...P.S. seat belts:
So today on the way home from FHE we discovered something new. Someone who hails from a state with 'lax seat belt laws was totally breaking the law and not wearing her's. Needless to say, it was an interesting ride home as we forcibly instructed her on the proper use of seat belts.

what do i do with this?

So about two weeks ago my mom was talking to her mom (my grandma obviously) about this guy she was sort of dating. (for those of you who don't know my grandpa died at the end of freshman year) the whole time i was listening to the conversation all i could think was i bet grandma gets married, how weird would that be?.....wellll one week later I'm at DQ helping customers and my family comes in and orders dinner and my dad asks if i'm going to take my break and sit with them, which i've done before so i said yes. I got my rootbeer float, sat down with them and my dad says "want to know something weird?"
me "what?"
dad,mom,kait and em in unison "grandmas getting married!"
me: "what?!"
which okay, i can deal with this, shes lonely i can understand that, they'll get married later this year, like a lot later...at first my mom said grandma wants to get married before i leave for school...what? btw thats a month from today! (the 28th/29th) but she changed her mind because my aunt is having a baby in like 10 days.

oh yah and i'm trying to get all my stuff together and buy anything that i don't have for school..plus the whole freaking out because i'll be so far away from home and barely know the people i do know at BYU. and working like 5 jobs...life is good, when will this month end?

Ode to Harry Potter

I'm sooo tired! I finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows this moring at 7 after reading it from 8:30 Saturday morning, yup I stayed up all night. It is soooo good! It was weird doing nothing but read all day, but it was totally worth it! I went to Borders for the midnight copy and it was really boring and sort of awkward for me, until Janell showed up at like 12:15. (CF was there and TE who i haven't seen since grad night. I've just been working a lot so far this summer and haven't had a whole lot of opportunities to hang out with people.) But Harry Potter was fantastic! I loved everything about it! Its weird though because harry potter has been there since the beginning of middle school all the way through high school, sharing my awkward stages, its like we survived these years together. Not that i ever had to duel my greatest enemy or anything, but i liked being able to relate to Harry because we were pretty much the same age. But now my love affair with Harry Potter is over and I need to "grow up" (but that probably wont happen for a long time).