So yesterday I went into the testing center to take a New Testament Midterm.
I got to the desk and realized I had forgotten my bible (open scripture test)*.
Once they give you that paper you can't exactly say, "Oh I'm sorry sir, I can't actually accept this. Go into the computer and change my status back to 'Hasn't taken test' please."
Nope there was a long line behind me and I would probably get laughed at.
It was going to be interesting couple of hours.
After I had turned in my bubble sheet I walked down the stairs to the score monitor.
58%
The minute I saw the score my mind flashed to this post.
Honestly I was really disappointed but I did brush it off.
I did my best. Didn't matter that I bombed it. Jesus still loves me.
*Forgetting my scriptures wasn't my only problem. I'm not going to be reanalyzing my study methods.
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Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Taking on the Challenge
Rules
1. Post rules of game so no one gets lost.
2. Post a photo and 11 random things about yourself.
3. Answer questions that were given you by tagger.
4. Ask some questions for those you tag to answer.
5. Tag some people to do this all over again.
1. Post rules of game so no one gets lost.
2. Post a photo and 11 random things about yourself.
3. Answer questions that were given you by tagger.
4. Ask some questions for those you tag to answer.
5. Tag some people to do this all over again.
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| Me visiting my parents grave... If you can't tell by the dates, they are still alive. |
Random Facts
1. I have a strange obsession with eating tortilla shells plain.
2. Since I started my job, I've made a habit of jumping out of bed in a panic in the middle of the night. Half the time I am still asleep. It really freaked my rommate out when it first started happening.
3. I have never read the Hunger Games.
4. On occasion I'll stop dead in my tracks while walking across campus. Stand for a minute or two. Then either change directions or continue the way I'm going. I'm indecisive and sometimes can't decide if I really want to go where I am going.
5. I do not sneeze like a girl.
6. I hate scary movies.
7. I have webbed toes.
8. I am no good at video games.
9. When I think I bother somebody, I want to get in their face and ask them why.
10. When I get excited about my ideas I jump around.
11. I love dogs. I prefer those that are bigger than a rugby ball.
Early worm or night owl?
- Early worm. This definitely makes my ridiculous job schedule a little bit easier.
Celebrity crush?
- Oooh I couldn't possibly give one answer for this one. Gerard Butler, Josh Turner, & Hugh Jackman :}
- Great Expectations, Sense and Sensibility, the Goose Girl series
What's your perfect day?
- Pleasantly warm outside. My whole family would somehow miraculously be in the same place at the same time. Of course we would have to eat a yummy dinner that included a bean salad and a macaroni salad.
Favorite memory?
- I have a terrible memory. So I can only think of a few. This is one is from a few summers back. I was up in Montana at my grandma's cabin. One afternoon I didn't have anything to do and I was feeling adventurous. I decided to hike the mountainous hill next to the cabin. The view at the top was seriously breathtaking. I could see the whole area in a way I had never before. It felt like I was on top of the world.
Which house would you be sorted into?
- Hufflepuff. Loyal, dedicated, hard working, all about fair play... Definitely.
Braids or ponytails?
- Braids. They are the thing I missed most when I chopped my hair off.
If you could be any age, what would it be & why?
- 70. I want to see what I'm like as a grandma.
How do you like your eggs?
- In a hole. With syrup. But they can't be even the slightest bit runny... gross.
Dream job?
- I would be in a symphony that recorded the music for movies.
If you could say one thing to the world, what would it be?
- Everything will work out. It always does.
My questions.
1. If you could re-live one event in your life, what would it be?
2. Do you like tomatoes? Why or Why not?
3. What is the one movie that gets you crying the most?
4. Where is the most interesting place you've been?
Ex. Stuck in a closet with a fish.
A phone booth in England
A phone booth in England
5. What was your favorite childhood game?
6. What is the weirdest food you made in your kitchen?
7. What is one thing that drives you up the wall?
8. If you had the chance to live anywhere in the world, where would it be?
Have fun.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
It's about time
Well I've decided that I should post again soon so that you don't loose too much interest...
Today I just plan on leaving you with some wise words. Some are not my own.
So a couple weeks back I tried to temporarily dye my hair dark brown but with my blonde underneath it just kind of looked green... Gross. Then I washed it once and the color washed a couple shades lighter. Of brown green. Not exactly what I expected.
I was furious with the Lady I had dye it. She is the sweetest lady but also very opinionated. So whenever I go to get my hair done I end up walking out with more of what she wants on my hair than what I want. The only reason I continue to go to her is because I get an awesome deal. Not having tons of money to throw around this gives me the definite incentive to return.
After this time around I have decided that I will not be returning to have her dye my hair. Maybe for trims but not for color.
I was so angry after I washed my hair that I went out and bought a box color (I know they are really unhealthy for your hair but I was desperate and irate) so that I could do it myself.
I got all the materials I needed, minus the gloves. I didn't think it would be too bad.
Wrong.
When I was all finished my hair was beautiful... my hands? Not so much. They were almost black. I spent the next 24 hours scrubbing my hands with baking soda, lemon juice, and dish soap. It worked but it was a long process.
If you ever buy box color make sure gloves are included or go buy some.
My next words of wisdom is directed more toward the romantics.
There is a man that I love. His name is Josh Turner. Beautiful face. Beautiful deep singing voice. And also quite a few years older than I. But I like to imagine that one day I'll marry him.
Anyway I was listening to Pandora today and his song was on. Of course I start paying attention to the lyrics. They were adorably cute. All men should take the song as advice. I guess ladies can too and just swap the roles of the song... Anyway.
Today I just plan on leaving you with some wise words. Some are not my own.
So a couple weeks back I tried to temporarily dye my hair dark brown but with my blonde underneath it just kind of looked green... Gross. Then I washed it once and the color washed a couple shades lighter. Of brown green. Not exactly what I expected.
I was furious with the Lady I had dye it. She is the sweetest lady but also very opinionated. So whenever I go to get my hair done I end up walking out with more of what she wants on my hair than what I want. The only reason I continue to go to her is because I get an awesome deal. Not having tons of money to throw around this gives me the definite incentive to return.
After this time around I have decided that I will not be returning to have her dye my hair. Maybe for trims but not for color.
I was so angry after I washed my hair that I went out and bought a box color (I know they are really unhealthy for your hair but I was desperate and irate) so that I could do it myself.
I got all the materials I needed, minus the gloves. I didn't think it would be too bad.
Wrong.
When I was all finished my hair was beautiful... my hands? Not so much. They were almost black. I spent the next 24 hours scrubbing my hands with baking soda, lemon juice, and dish soap. It worked but it was a long process.
If you ever buy box color make sure gloves are included or go buy some.
My next words of wisdom is directed more toward the romantics.
There is a man that I love. His name is Josh Turner. Beautiful face. Beautiful deep singing voice. And also quite a few years older than I. But I like to imagine that one day I'll marry him.
Anyway I was listening to Pandora today and his song was on. Of course I start paying attention to the lyrics. They were adorably cute. All men should take the song as advice. I guess ladies can too and just swap the roles of the song... Anyway.
Some men dream of crossing oceans
Some men dream one day to fly
Spend their whole lives out there floating on the water and the sky
Some men dream of building fortunes
Some men dream of having fame
Nothing else is more important then making money and a name
but, in my dreams I see a little sky blue house
beside a small stream.
A front porch, a screen door,
The sound of bare feet running and cartoons.
In my dreams, your dreams come true.
I come find you in your garden
Pulling weeds between the rows
Trade a kiss for a glass of water
Sit and watch what love can grow
In my dreams I see a little sky blue house
beside a small stream.
A front porch, a screen door,
The sound of bare feet running and cartoons.
In my dreams, your dreams come true.
In my dreams, your dreams are the only things that really matter to me
When you smile, I smile
What makes you happy, makes me happy too
In my dreams your dreams come true
Friday, October 14, 2011
He is always there for us
Although I'm exhausted and I feel stressed I have no reason to be.
So you know how I said I had two papers due today? I typed one yesterday and then came to school today and realized I only had one due. Unfortunately it was the one I hadn't finished yet.
But good news I just barely finished it a couple minutes ago. I proofread it at least a million times so that I could improve it from my last two and I'm to a point where I am proud to call it my paper. I don't know how much better my score will be but oh well... it's life.
Now to the main reason why I am blogging today. I really need to get this down now or else I will forget something. I'm sitting in the library right now. Let's hope I can keep this together as I type this.
I started crying during my dance class today.
Reason?
My teacher gave us all blocks and stickers. We had to write on the sticker one of the things that the evil voice in our head tells us when we're feeling down about our dancing. *I can't tell you what I wrote or else I Will start crying.* Once we had it written down we stuck it to our block. Ms. Kathleen then had us dance with it. She had us do a sequence we learned in the past and switch the block from hand to hand.
It is a lot harder than it sounds.
Afterwards she told us how the block represents darkness and in order to put it down but we had to replace it with light. We came up with a statement to replace it and put the block down.
We then danced again not letting the tought into our head.
This is when I started crying.
I was focusing so hard on my light statement that I was messing the sequence up. This made the thought come back into my head. There was no way I could keep it out.
I had to go pick up my block again.
Kathleen asked me what I could do to make sure that it didn't happen again. I gave a good response but I knew that at that moment it wouldn't work for me.
As I was thinking I realized something. I was trying to do it all on my own. I was trying so hard that I was distracting myself from the real purpose, letting go of what was holding us down and just dancing. I was holding myself down even more.
I realized that I couldn't do it on my own. I really only had to tell myself my statment of light and then let it be. In doing that I was letting Christ into my dancing and allowing him to share my burden.
This applies to everything in our lives. We can't try to get rid of the dark things by ourselves. We have to decide what we're going to do and then turn to our Savior and let him help us through. He will always be there for us so long as we let him in.
So you know how I said I had two papers due today? I typed one yesterday and then came to school today and realized I only had one due. Unfortunately it was the one I hadn't finished yet.
But good news I just barely finished it a couple minutes ago. I proofread it at least a million times so that I could improve it from my last two and I'm to a point where I am proud to call it my paper. I don't know how much better my score will be but oh well... it's life.
Now to the main reason why I am blogging today. I really need to get this down now or else I will forget something. I'm sitting in the library right now. Let's hope I can keep this together as I type this.
I started crying during my dance class today.
Reason?
My teacher gave us all blocks and stickers. We had to write on the sticker one of the things that the evil voice in our head tells us when we're feeling down about our dancing. *I can't tell you what I wrote or else I Will start crying.* Once we had it written down we stuck it to our block. Ms. Kathleen then had us dance with it. She had us do a sequence we learned in the past and switch the block from hand to hand.
It is a lot harder than it sounds.
Afterwards she told us how the block represents darkness and in order to put it down but we had to replace it with light. We came up with a statement to replace it and put the block down.
We then danced again not letting the tought into our head.
This is when I started crying.
I was focusing so hard on my light statement that I was messing the sequence up. This made the thought come back into my head. There was no way I could keep it out.
I had to go pick up my block again.
Kathleen asked me what I could do to make sure that it didn't happen again. I gave a good response but I knew that at that moment it wouldn't work for me.
As I was thinking I realized something. I was trying to do it all on my own. I was trying so hard that I was distracting myself from the real purpose, letting go of what was holding us down and just dancing. I was holding myself down even more.
I realized that I couldn't do it on my own. I really only had to tell myself my statment of light and then let it be. In doing that I was letting Christ into my dancing and allowing him to share my burden.
This applies to everything in our lives. We can't try to get rid of the dark things by ourselves. We have to decide what we're going to do and then turn to our Savior and let him help us through. He will always be there for us so long as we let him in.
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