Friday, October 24, 2008

And the Lucky Building Is...

It seems lately I have been reading a lot of blogs on the woes of dating (Clinton ,Tyler's , and Mitch's to name a few) so I thought I would hop on the bandwagon.

Tonight I decided to go to the gym and work out. It had been a few weeks and I decided it was time to get back into the routine. As I am walking to the Hart (Physical Education) building I realize that I have now had THREE (not one, not two...three) "relationship talks" at buildings on campus! The Hart building, the Kirkham building, and the Library. And just for the record...none of these locations were instigated by me. So I am just wondering why that is. Am I scary? Do the guys I date feel the need to talk to me about our relationship in a well lit, well populated areas just incase I go postal? That is the only reason I can logically come up with. Any ideas? I would love for someone to solve this mystery for me.

While we are on the subject of BYU-I...I have a few goals why I am here at school (besides the obvious of getting my education) here is my list:

1) Have my picture be on the BYU-I homepage. I see the people on the homepage right now and wonder who they are...I would like to no longer wonder. I hear I'm on a screensaver in the library right now so I'm getting there.

2) Give the prayer at devotional. Anyone part of devotional gets to have lunch with the speaker before plus not have to look at the screen to see what's going on. PLUS get one of the padded chairs. Enough said.

And my new edition...

3) Have a DTR at every building on campus.

Monday, October 20, 2008

The Link Between Calvin and Hobbes and Paid Study Time

Just incase you can't read what the comic says...I couldn't find a bigger one.
Suzie: I got a smiley face sticker on my quiz.
Calvin: Woop-de-doo for you.
Suzie: What did you get?
Calvin: Non of your darn business!
Suzie: You got a frowny face didn't you?
Calvin: As a matter of fact, I didn't.
Calvin (thinking): I didn't even know they made barfing face stickers.

I have the best job at school. Literally this job is the best idea I ever had. I am the Art Methods Lab Assistant (yes that is my full title). I go to a classroom three times a week and open up the cupboards and then sit and do my homework and close the cupboards two hours later. Every now and then I get to pretend like I know what I am doing and answer a question or two. For the most part, however, I am the only person there. And the beautiful part of all of this? I get paid for it. Every now and then I feel a bit bad thinking of some poor Argentine family’s tithing money going towards my paid study time.

So the other day at work the teacher of the Art Methods class comes in and is grading papers. She was a kindergarten teacher for dozens of years and so she often grades papers with stamps. You know the ones. Saying, “Good Job!” and “Nice Penmanship!” and the like. This one just so happened to say, “Very Creative!” A stamp that said “Very Creative!”?…anyone else seeing the same paradox I am?

P.S. Sorry about the dry spell...I promise there will be more on the way!