My whole life down to one box...

Ok, lots of boxes. Lots. And there are also some bags. Lots. I will probably look ridiculous moving in and trying to fit everything in my little dorm. I don't remember how big it is, so it'll probably be smaller than I remember...
But the good news is I move out TOMORROW!!! It's been a long time coming, let me tell ya. I've been packing everything up for a long time, and yet still have a lot to do today and tomorrow. I'm jealous of everyone who just gets to pack everything they need and can leave everything else how it is. Not me. I have to either take it with me or be able to fit it in two storage boxes. My mom doesn't want a shrine to me in our house, sad right? :)

Other than moving in and all, I can't wait for it to start! It doesn't seem real I'll be starting classes in less than a week. Oh yeah, classes. Not super excited for that part...everyone I talk to says college is so much harder than you expect. Even though I know that and I've been preparing myself for "harder than I think", it will most likely kick my butt at first. Hopefully I'll survive!

BYU football anyone?? 11 days 40 mins 53 sec...Oklahoma better watch their steps:D

the things I do for some people...

So there I am in line at Arby's behind a guy in about his 60's. When he's paying he reaches in his back pocket to pull out his wallet. Normal, right? Not so much.

He couldn't get it out, and kept pulling and pulling, with me standing behind awkwardly. He finally turns around and asks me to reach in his back pocket and pull out his wallet for him! Sir, you have got to be kidding me. But what was i supposed to do?! So I just dive right in with both hands yanking at it until it FINALLY comes out.

"Thanks for picking my pockets!"

Oh you're so welcome. I don't know if I can think of anything more awkward.

On a different note, have you ever got a whiff of a scent and instantly you're taken back to a memory? At work this lady walked past me and automatically I knew I've smelled that amazing scent/perfume? before and I knew it was from a good memory, but I just couldn't remember exactly where I'd smelled it before. All I know is I loved it and I wish I could remember why...

Dear BYU,

I understand you have thousands of students all trying to get an All-Sports Pass at once. I would think you would understand that as well. But I'm not sure you do. So, I can't get in to order one and have been on hold for the past half hour.

Dude. Get a bigger server. Housing, registration, tickets, you name it. It all equals a big nightmare and a half.

If I can't get a reserved ticket pass I think I might drop out. That is the reason I decided on BYU after all. Two words: basketball and football.

Sincerely,

A VERY impatient and angry number one fan.


PS--How can I be the number one fan if I can't get tickets?

PPS--I probably won't actually drop out.

PPPS--There probably are some other reasons I wanted to go to your school...I just can't think of any right now.

Scare Me

Why do some people exist to make you feel uncomfortable? Seriously, I was thinking about it, and there are so many teachers, bosses, etc. that seem to look for ways to make people feel stupid and such. That's one of the main things that scares me about my chosen major(hopefully!)...Communications with a Broadcast Journalism emphasis. I'm excited, but at the same time, I know that industry it a tough one that's full of rejection and people not liking your ideas.

Which brings me back to my first point: why can't people just be nice about telling you how to do things? I haven't exactly experienced it, but I can tell I definitely will more than once. There are so many different styles of writing, and what works for one person sounds ridiculous to others. That's what I hate about writing. It's always open to interpretation.

Again, I really hope I won't have to work. And yes, I know. Not so likely.