11.28.2011

Mens Hearts Will Fail Them

I had a really great weekend. I am grateful for friends and family and the gospel. I have had to make some decisions as of late and I am grateful for my certainty in those three things because it tends to make things a little bit easier.

I watched this video today and I really liked it. Enjoy!


Oh, and P.S. On another note about miracles, I found this little scrapbook I made when I was about 12. Yes, you are correct. I was in fact the ugliest child you've ever seen. I kinda look like Andre the Giant? 

11.20.2011

The Usual Bunch of Stuff

Remember this song?

The Muppet movies were THE best and with the new movie coming out, also comes a new soundtrack! I'm sorry to everyone who's already heard about this but I can't stop listening to it. I was really happy to find out that Hayley Williams was singing on it. I will always have a special place in my heart for Paramore from my days where all I wore were vans and had pink hair. I sure love me some teen angst and they fed it for me. Listen to the remake HERE.

Other exciting things: Janna is back to Edmonton and resembles Terry Fox a great deal when she walks, it has been a year since Elder Anderson has left (crazy!), I may or may not have gotten the new iPhone and have a robotic relationship with a spunky lady named Siri, and I played ball yesterday and can barely sit because my butt is so sore.

Here's some pics to go along with all that.

Jan after taking a few too many percocets. Oh, the stories I could tell about her on these!

braces and glasses, is there any cuter combination? Maybe the additional reversible and sweat I have going on in this.

Sometimes we just leave Janna in her wheelchair.

Steve and I walking our crippled friend around. 

Siri giving me attitude.

And just for enjoyments sake I found this video yesterday from about a year ago. Miss that kid.


It's not that funny, I know... But for those who know Scott know the irony of him talking about an enema.

11.01.2011

Mission Statement

I'm in a 100-level english class about literary analysis after a sad realization I needed three more credits in that level so I can graduate. I'm sure most people have taken a class like this and they probably really enjoyed it; I'm dying of boredom. Call it snobbery, or whatever, but sometimes I just feel like I'm a little too old for this class (at the ripe age of 20! haha). I was doing these classes about two years ago and in comparison to the other english classes I'm taking, this is at the back of my mind, or was until a few days ago.

 I sit next to a girl straight from high school who comes to class scared out of her wits.  The constant questions she throws my way every class is usually the only thing keeping me awake as my professor, for the hundredth time, pronounces predicate wrong (I sound like such a brat right now, haha). They are usually all about the course. What are the finals like? Have you done the readings before? What should I look for? Do you get what she meant last class? Blah blah blah... It was like a tidal wave every day I sat down next to her. The other day we had a conversation though, and I just can't get it out of my head. After the initial "hello" and asking about each others weekend she asked me for some advice on the upcoming essay. I told her what I generally do.

"I usually sit down and write one sentence to explain what I want to accomplish in the essay. After deciding what I want out of this, I outline the essay to such an extreme that every paragraph even has bullets of the main thoughts I have. I spend more time outlining than I do actually writing the essay because by the time I finish I look at my plan and it's practically written before me. All I have to do after is simply put together the ideas and fill in the blanks to make it look pretty. Just plan the heck out of it!"

She laughed at my response, said she'd try it, and then further said, "I guess you could say that goes along with life too."

I didn't really get what she meant at first until I kept thinking about it. I read a book this summer about "Achieving Your Life Mission". I won't really get into it too much, but I did enjoy reading it. There were activities you could do and one was making a mission statement. Like, You know those slogans that schools come up with? Most are super cheesy and about the growing of students or something? Kinda like that. I thought of the one sentence I write at the beginning of each essay. They usually go along the lines of "To portray so and so's idea that such and such exists in today's society based on blah blah's writing"and then I aim everything towards that one sentence. You know I'm all about the analogies so I decided that I was going to write that ONE sentence, that mission statement, for myself! I'm still working on it. So I guess I'm asking everyone, what would your mission statement for your life be? To be a mother? A chimney sweeper? Mel Gibson's butt? (haha, that's from Notting Hill I couldn't resist)

What are you aiming your whole life towards?

This was a really long post, forgive me.

Oh, and P.S. this is what I was for halloween! A twitter bird. Get it? haha.


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