Raise Your Glass

Raise your glass to PINK who single-handedly got me through mile 10 when I just wasn’t feelin the whole running thing anymore. Who knew Raise Your Glass could get me up a monstrous hill when I was just about ready to sit and roll back down?

Raise your glass to Advil.

Raise your glass to the fact that that was my last half marathon for a while…most likely

The summary of the race goes as such:

Wake up at 5:15 in the morning to inches of snow. Seeing as I slept in American Fork last night I had not really stocked up for such a surprise….I thought I would be safe the last day in April. Nope, welcome to Utah.

Prep and begin running with about 2,000 other people.

Oh Tulip festival? WHAT TULIP FESTIVAL?! It was covered in snow. The whole route was covered in snow or dirt; I’m not sure which one was worse.

Mario Kart. Ever played it?

Well it perfectly describes the route. A hilly maze of confusion. I felt like I was going to turn the wrong direction and that blinking arrow and cloud (is that thing even a cloud? I don’t know) was going to pop up in front of my face. There were a lot of maze like things, even multiple places where you could pick from two paths to take. I was just searching for that mystery rainbow floor that launches you across the water. That would have come in handy when I was sooooo done running. There were tunnels and every length and steepness of hill you could ever dream of. I just lived Mario Kart. Don’t be too jealous… it wasn’t even that fun.

Walk It Out. Easily the worst song to have on a running play list. All I wanted to do was walk, and all this song was telling me to do was walk. Let's just say I changed that song in record time.

And I finished. Slowly, but finished nonetheless. I’m happy about it. I just keep telling myself that I’ll go faster when I’m 60 years old. Seem twisted? Nahhh.

And thus we see, Raise your glass to another half marathon down.

And Raise your glass to my medal. Just because you can.

I'm Ready, Ready To Run

Remember this lyric?

Well, I guess whether I am ready or not...the race is this Saturday.

What: Thanksgiving Point Half Marathon
When: April 30 2011
Time: Starts 7am- ends....umm well however fast my legs take me. (if you don't keep up a 16 minute mile then they pick you up and take you to the finish line. hmm...tempting ha)
Where: Starts and ends at Thanksgiving Point
Why: I DON'T KNOW!!!

I don't know how I ended up putting myself through this again. I swear all it ends up being is an endless round of talking myself into running because the guilt of not running the day before almost kills me, as well as the thought of running 13.1 miles without training enough... But here I go. I was such a slacker at the beginning of the training, and this last week I haven't done near enough due to moving home and the SNOW! Snow in the end of April? Really?

But the race waits for no one. And NO way am I letting my fee money go to waste. So I will buckle down, suck it up, and run my little heart out.

Turn up my music, finish my Harry Potter book and enjoy the smells of the tulip festival. Sounds like heaven right? Until I remember that my legs will be doing something totally different...

From all my experience, and that meaning the one half marathon I have done in my lifetime ha.

Here is the highlight: finishing alive. I feel pretty accomplished. Oh and the medal, that is neat. I feel like my 5 year old self getting the trophy that everyone gets and thinking that mine is the coolest still.
Lowlight? umm Worst Part?: Watching 60+ year old men and women run right on past me. Maybe one day I will be like them...don't hold your breath though.

Well, if anything, I have an excuse to carbo-load, surely one of the reasons to run any race. Excuse me while I go eat my weight in pasta and bread.

oh, and wish me luck!

Tick Tock, You're Not A Clock. You're A Time Bomb Baby

I am constantly counting down the days until I can board that plane to Thailand. At this point, it's like a time bomb. I get so antsy sitting at home. I can't get myself to do anything other than look at Thailand pictures, write my packing list, day dream about my adventures, and totally and completely psych myself out. I am getting good at that these days. I just need to get out there before I explode!

I was watching this movie, sort of, yesterday and I think I found my motto for Thailand.

Eat.

I feel as though that should be enough said. I plan to eat. A lot. Everyone said I will get fat and bloated and yada yada yada, and to that I say, game on! When will I have another time in my life when I can eat all the Thai food I want and blame the weight gain on "water retention?" Exactly, never. And when will I be able to live in Aladdin pants and act like it's because they are cool, not because I don't fit into the pants I brought? Yep, I plan to eat all the yummy fruit and things I can get my hands on. Not in the first few weeks though, don't want me getting all sick now do we? Gross.

Pray.

Well, I figure my Heavenly Father will be the only person I can really speak English to, so that alone puts prayer on high priority. But for many other reasons will I turn to prayer. This will be my first time out of the country, I KNOW there is no way I'll survive it on my own. I need all the help I can get right? If I don't get lost in the airport, that is SO not because of my Thai skills or spacial awareness, it's because I got some SERIOUS help. A constant prayer will be in my head, if not to keep myself alive, but to express my extreme gratitude for this opportunity.

Love.

There will be a lot of weird, crazy, hard, lonely experiences while i'm in Thailand. But I expect to love every one of them. I hear I will come home loving the food, culture, people, land, language, cheap clothes and so so much more. I feel like I already love the people and I haven't even been there. I already love the food and i've only had the American version. I already love the land and culture from pictures and stories. And who in their right mind doesn't like cheap clothes? I think I am going to love the next three and a half months of my life. Simply put.

12 days!!!

You Say Goodbye, And I Say Hello

And that my friends, is how I feel. EXACTLY how I feel.

Easily one of my favorite movies, and oddly enough, perfectly describing my emotions.

So many goodbyes, sometimes I feel it is the end, goodbye cruel world.

But then! The light at the end of the tunnel.


I say goodbye to my life at home but HELLO THAILAND!
14 days!

Another One Down, And Another One Bites The Dust

завършен- Bulgarian

完成- Chinese
završen- Croatian

skončil- Czech

terminat- Romanian

terminou- Portuguese
終了- Japanese

завершенный- Russian
terminado- Spanish
เสร็จ- Thai

oh... I'M FINISHED! Finals, check. Sophomore year, check.

I guess I just feel all bilingual these days so I had to throw some other languages in there. HA! Funniest thing I ever heard. I have had my Thai class for one hour, five days a week for the last four months and I don't have all that much to show for it. At least I can ask where the bathroom is right? The dilemma will be understanding where they tell me to go...hmm...i'll work on that in my 30 hours of travel time!!

About that travel time thing...if anyone knows any tips for surviving it i'd love to hear them! The longest flight i've ever been on was 5 hours. I'm in for a mind blowing experience I bet.

But now that finals are finally over i'll be able to think about Thailand. Packing, shots, reading for my classes i'm taking there, plus so much more have been pushed to the side as i've tried to focus on school. BUT IT'S OVER! I honestly can't believe it...

Half way done with my college career. Crazy! Love it actually.

Yep, 16 days baby!! And 16 days until I actually have something to post about. That will be cool.

Cause I'm No Superman

Okay everyone, here is my nightmare. Close your eyes (not literally cause then you couldn't read...) and live this with me here for a minute.

Worst case scenario: It is finals week and a teacher has sprung a last minute take home part onto your plate. At first you believe that this is a good thing because it got you out of a 7 am final, until you get the take home project... it is obscure, challenging, and honestly, nothing that you learned in the class. In all, it forces you to create a development project from scratch that will blow the mind of a teacher that has been doing development practically longer than you've been alive. Whatever right? There is nothing you can do about it so you sit and buckle down.

You are working, attempting to come up with these never been done development projects even though, you swear, everything has already been done. You have the project ideas formed, your guiding principles and milestones complete, and you are on track to being done with finals when you hoped.

And then...dun dun dun... your computer proceeds to crash. Yep crash. Virus after virus appear on your home screen and you see your life, grades, unsaved project, social life, and happiness flash before your eyes.

You realize all the things you would lose if your computer isn't salvageable. Your epic itunes, your life journal since college began, your hundreds and hundreds of pictures, all your hard work through college and so much more.

I'm sorry if you're crying because of the utter awefullness of this experience. CAUSE I SURE WAS WHEN IT HAPPENED TO ME LAST NIGHT!

I sat in front of my computer awe struck. I honestly didn't know what to do. I am no computer genius and the second I realized my knowledge was useless, that is when things began to get a little better.

Enter my lifesaver.Superman? You got it! just in computer genius form.

Rachel posted on my ward facebook page and we knew someone would come to save the day. Seeing as I was a wreck, my fearless roomies took my computer over to our neighbors who banned with, I swear, half the guys in the ward to save my computer. I OWE THEM BIG TIME!! I am sure they all had many things to be doing, such as their incredibly hard finals to study for. But nope, they decided to help me. Literally dropped everything to help me, sounds like Superman to me right?

They saved it after about 4 hours. I am glad to report that i'm writing this on my computer, with my journal, pictures, and itunes still in full force. My project wasn't exactly saved, but I did have it saved somewhere along the day so it is better than nothing!!

Moral of the story? Umm, save your projects, back everything up, get an external hard drive, have super awesome virus protection, and have many Superman people around you who will help at the drop of a hat.

Thank you Steve Nevers, like I'm sure you'll never see this but a public shout-out is sooooo necessary seeing as you just saved my life. Literally I think.

Where We Gonna Go From Here

See these girls?
Yes, they are beautiful, amazing, nice, caring, hilarious, talented, forgiving, and so much more.
And yes, living with them has been two of the best years of my life.

I guess change is a natural thing though huh?

I think i'm learning that a lot these days.

It's weird to think that I didn't even know these girls a few years ago and yet they have completely changed who I am. Little did I know when I came to good ol BYU that I would meet girls who would make me change the way I look at life.

And It's weird to think that two years ago I was saying goodbye to my best guy friends in the world and I thought my life was over. And now they are almost home... Oh man that will be a good day.
As I look back on this semester I can't even put into words how far i've come. I began this year of school having no idea what my major was let alone what I wanted to do with my life. And now I am doing sociology with my minors in nonprofit management and international development, and I don't think I could have found a better fit for me. Now I am going to Thailand in NINETEEN days!!! Ahhhh 19 days! Now I know (sort of) what I want to do with my career. And now I am figuring out how to be good at college. Half way done I guess I better be figuring it out! And all of this happening in a matter of a few months.

If months can change me so much, what about years?!

If anything, I am learning that these changes are making me better. It just means I have completed the road i'm on and am ready for my next one. It sure doesn't mean I mastered the other road, just that i'm ready for the next jump. And boy is it a jump! Not a little step, or tip toe or hop to the next road. A full on jump. A jump across the ocean for that matter!

By no means do I have my life figured out. And honestly, the more I figure out, the more uncertainty that arises in other areas. Hate that. But at least i'm growing through it all. I am learning about myself and the world around me. I am growing more than I ever thought possible in my small 20 years of life.

Boy am I ready for the adventures I have ahead of me. I constantly ask, Where am I going to go from here? Every day seems to take me somewhere I never thought possible the day before. Sometimes I feel like I go backwards a bit, hopefully that's natural. But it's all part of this crazy journey called life.

Who knows where I am going to go from here? Pretty sure 3 months ago I had no idea I was going to Thailand. Pretty sure one day could change everything. Oh man life is exciting.

I have to keep reminding myself that change is a good thing. It is so hard to end this stage of my life. Living with these 5 girls has been Heaven sent. But I guess it's time for me to share them with others. And i've got me some Thai people to meet! 19 days!!!!!

Never Say Never

2 years in college and I have yet to do one thing...study in the library.

Yeah, yeah....save your gasping. It is true. I have been in college for two years and have somehow managed to stay out of the library all that time.

It's not like I don't like the library, or have some fear of it. Okay let's be honest. I don't like the library. But that really isn't the reason I don't come. I just get stuck people watching the whole time. I tried to come once for the 20 minutes I had between classes freshman year and all I managed was to analyze all the relationships of the people around me.

There were the cuddlers, how you cuddle on two separate chairs while both being on computers was quite a feat in itself.
There were the quarreling couples, or at least what I assumed were the quarreling couples.
The fbook stockers.
The nappers.
The intent Econ studiers

The list goes on. See I couldn't tell you what I was "studying" for those 20 minutes, but I can obviously tell you what was going on around me.

And thus we see, I just saved myself the pain of walking over there, the agony of sitting in silence for hours and hours, the self inflicted endless study time for the last two years.

But ohhh people, never say never.

Where do I find myself writing this post??? THE LIBRARY!

Obviously my people watching has grown into the oh so mature blogging. But at least I made it here. With no prompting from someone else mind you! I think I have been here for about 2 hours and counting....yuck

What do I have to show for my first library adventure of my college career?

A video of myself entering not only the library, but campus for the first time EVER during reading days. (filmed by the lovely Rachel who got to experience my first time by my side. Good thing for her or else I wouldn't have known where to go!)

A new and developing knowledge of Simmel, Gilman, Du Bois, and Mead. Sociology dudes.
This blog post
And... the analyzing of every person around me. Yep, old habits die hard. BUT at least i'm here. That is an achievement in itself.

Now I think I need to be asked for my number right? Isn't that what happens in the BYU library? Not like I would know, obviously. But word on the street it's the cool thing to do. I guess I better start winking at people or something. I don't think i've ever winked at anyone now that I think about it...but never say never ;)

Queen of Attention to Detail

I like my life wrapped into one neat and tidy package. I LIVE by my schedule and to-do list. If it's not written down, it doesn't exist in my brain. If I need to remember something, I tell it to my roommate Rachel. She is my brain, and the part of my brain that actually remembers things... Sad, but true. I like knowing what's going to happen and when. Details are key. Boy is that going to be thrown for a loop in Thailand!

If there is one thing i've heard about my trip to Thailand, this sums it up: don't expect anything and don't be shocked when its not what you expected anyway

I haven't even gotten there and my plans have changed countless times. But since i'm leaving in...TWENTY FOUR days, I thought i'd fill ya'll in on what I do know...for now

I will be working with the Life Development Center. It is located in Chiang Mai Thailand which is in the north.

The Life Development Center was started in 1994 by a local Thai name Manop. He still works there today and i'll be with him a lot of my time in Thailand. The LDC promotes community health care, environment conservation, poverty alleviation and community development for ethnic minority Hill tribe people in Northern Thailand

Their main focus is preventing HIV/AIDS problems, illicit drug problems, poverty problems, and environmental problems.

For the first month I am there I will be writing Grant proposals so that the LDC can get more funding. I will also be correcting the English on their websites, grants, volunteer pamphlets etc.

The second and third months I will be in the Hill Tribes of Northern Thailand. From what I hear I will most likely be in the Karen Tribe? Don't quote me on that... While I am there I will be leading service groups from Denmark. Yeah...i'm a white girl, in Thailand, helping the Danish. Weird I know. I am most excited for this part. It will be a LOT of hard work, but it's all part of the adventure.

I will be living at the office where I work. Originally I was supposed to have a host family, one of the many things that have changed so far. The newest plan is living at the office with a girl named Anna. She is Thai, speaks no English, and is supposedly my age. Sounds like a roommate to me! I think it'll be fun, I can help her with English, and she can help me with Thai. And of course I can introduce her to J Bieber. I mean, she hasn't lived if she doesn't know the biebs right?! U smile I smile!

I will be eating from street vendors and floating markets because the office doesn't have a kitchen. I will live off of fruit and rice, so I hear. I also hear I will get rice cheeks. yikes! I am NOT coming home from Thailand fat...mark my words I will be showering in an outside shower, usually by dumping freezing water on my head from a bucket. I will travel around by bike. Occasionally train, taxi, boat thing, trax like thing, I only know what they call them in Thai ha

I will be ATTEMPTING to speak Thai, Anna really wants to learn English so i'm all game to teach her I will be buying all of my clothes there.

Apparently it's the best shopping i'll ever do. I'm only taking a small duffel bag with me on the plane. That scares me but oh well!

On weekends I will get to travel around Thailand with the 8 people from BYU. I'm really excited for this part! I will get my arms stroked daily. Thai people don't have body hair...apparently that means they will be fascinated with mine?

Umm that may be about all I know...

I do know it will be an adventure. I do know that i'm nervous but also beyond excited. I do know that probably all of those plans will change. I do know that I leave in 24 days. ohhh baby!

You Won't See Me Wasting The Best Thing I Ever Had

Finals Week.

Well I guess Saturday is the only day of finals this week. Considering the fact that I have three on Saturday, this is Finals week to me.

I hate finals. I don't know why they exist. I think the fact that i've shown up to class, done my assignments, managed to stay awake (mostly) should be enough. The teachers should be happy with that yeah? But noooo they manage to make these epically long, confusing tests that I know they don't want to correct.

Thus, we should just save us all time and stress and skip finals. Glad we got that settled.

Finals week is good for something though...

...Epic Procrastination.

All of my pent up energy from the semester somehow finds its way out of me on reading days and finals. Why? Who knows. But it happens, and I embrace it.

Last year on reading days we managed to move all of my roommates stuff from her bedroom. Oh wait, we have done that twice.
We had a jello fight. Highly recommend it.


Late night/early morning Denny's runs
Dance parties
Late night chats
Watching Movies

Ohh the list goes on.

And I expect this finals week to be no different. I could not ask for better roommates. They have been with me for the last two years now and they have made my college experience what it is.

Carrie is going on her mission to Arizona so she will be missed but doing something much more important
Mani will be down the street so that's all good
And the other 3 will be right back with me next fall...back in action

But this seriously has been one of the best parts of my life so far. Yes, finals are important. But so are the relationships I have with these amazing girls. Who needs sleep when I can stay up all night talking to them? No need to waste this part of my life stressing the days away.

Finals are lame. No way around it. But hellooooo! Doesn't mean the rest of the hours not studying or taking tests have to be a downer! party time baby! So bitter sweet going into finals week I guess. But you sure won't see me wasting it!

You plan a party, i'll be there
And I guess i'll do some studying too...

And to all you final takers,

Good night, and Good luck

I'm A Barbie Girl. In A Barbie World?

Nahhh...

But soon i'll be A White Girl. In Thailand

In 28 days I will be:


Hangin with her?
Check it:
Riding on this
and this and this

Helping them

Akha Hill Tribe, Khamu Hill Tribe, Karen Hill Tribe

Speaking this
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Laying on this


Prayin with them


Wearing this? (and yes, this is what came up when I typed Thailand Clothing)



Having frizzy hair like this


Getting drenched like this


Feeding a bottle to one of these


And soooooo much more

TWENTY EIGHT DAYS!!!!

You Can Be A Sweet Dream Or A Beautful Nightmare...

...Either Way I Don't Wanna Wake Up From You

And this my friends is my attitude towards naps.

I. Love. Naps.

Love them.

I wake up in the morning and my first thought is, when is my nap time going to be. I sadly rarely get them. But when I do...oh baby I live it up!

The funniest situation is when me and one of my roomies sarah j decides to nap at the same time. This is the process. every time. It's deadly.

We grab our nap blankets. It is a happy day when I get to use the nap blanket. That means it's going to be a quality nap.
Set the alarms. Notice the s on alarms. We both know full well that we won't get up on the first one. Symphony remember?
Then embark into our glorious subconscious where I dream about everything and anything.

Now to the dilemma. The falling asleep part is easy. The waking up part? umm not so much.

Both of our alarms start to go off, both of us keep pushing snooze.
Then we look at the other person and see them in their peaceful state and use that as the excuse we need to go back to sleep. I think, ohhh I'll get up when she gets up. Ha! Yeah right! And this goes on for at least 5 snoozes. every time.

It takes WAY too much self control to get up the first time. It's like asking someone to eat one chip. Or eat one bite of cookie dough. Rude. And not even humanly possible I think.

And with that...i'm going to go take a nap. With the nap blanket. That means it's going to be a good one. And it's raining. Naps in rainy weather are better for some reason.

And then i'm going to eat cookie dough. Because I want to.

Try To Say Goodbye And I Choke

A girl can only read about AIDS for so long!!

So what do I do for a break? Clean.

Say whaaa! What has gotten into me?

Finals, finals have gotten into me that's what! It is a sad day when I have nothing better to do on a break from my homework than clean. I usually resort to checking out wedding blogs, don't ask me why. Finals time makes me sentimental? Who knows. Running was my other option but I just wasn't feelin it tonight. Plus everyone is freaking out these days about girls running alone. Personally, I think i'll be okay. I'm always so sweaty and frizzy haired that a blind man wouldn't even wanna chase me down. I'm sure of it.

And that my friends, was a tangent. Now to my real post.

In exactly one month from tomorrow I will be here Tangled anyone?

I wish I could explain how excited I am. It gives me something to think about while looking like i'm paying attention in my classes. And I know it will change how I see the world around me. I am excited to come back a new and improved person. I've got a lot of improving to do, I guess there is no better way to do it than in a new culture!

But when I think about saying goodbye it kills me! I know all the missionaries say bye for two years, I know people do much harder things than what i'm doing. But I think I can be nervous too right??

I am sad to leave my family for that long. And miss all the summer vacation bonding.
I am sad to miss all my best guy friends coming home from their missions. That thought kills me. I am sad to say goodbye to the best roomies ever. Of course i'll be with three of them next semester, but it's just different.
I am sad to miss the sc7 adventures, I know there will be loads.
I am sad to miss the weddings. Ohh the endless weddings.

I know there will be more. But let me tell you! I am so excited for what's ahead. None of this saying goodbye junk. No need to be a downer before I have the adventure of a lifetime! And plus!

Who wouldn't want to live the epic Tangled lantern raise in real life?!

Like A Rocket Just Watch Me Go

I feel like my relationship with Glee is a lot like my relationship with cottage cheese...

When I think about eating cottage cheese (or watching Glee, work with me here people.) I get kinda sick to my stomach. Just the thought of cottage cheese is a little iffy if you ask me.
But then when I'm eating it, sometimes I find myself completely content and lovin life.
Other times I'm eating it and SO wish I wasn't. But because i've already started eating it I feel like I have to finish it. No wasting on my college budget! So pretty much, it's a love hate relationship.

And thus we see, it is the same with Glee (that rhyme was so not intended). Sometimes I love it, sometimes I hate it, but all in all it provides some great soundtracks.

With that being said...

I've been thinking a lot about what i'm going to do with my life. Mission, marriage, career, family. I figure it's all in my future at some point, the question is just the order. But I have realized one thing. No one can stop me from doing whatever I want in my life. I've got a lot of life to live so why rush what i'm doing now?! As long as i'm in control and have a goal in sight what can stop me? Exactly. Nothing.

Masters in sociology? sure.
Family of my own? of course.
Save the world? yep.
Mission? umm get back to me on that one.

But it's all up to me, which is a pretty cool thing I think.

Fruit Salad, Yummy Yummy

FOOD FOR THOUGHT (yeah the only relevance of the title is that it's food. I was just in the mood to quote the wiggles. so shoot me.)

You know how they say don't put all of your eggs in one basket.

well...

Don't put all of your notes in one notebook either!

Learned that lesson. And. Major crisis averted when it was so nicely sitting on my chair in one of my class rooms. Tender Mercy? I think so! Wanna know why this happened? Because it is Monday. I hate Monday.

You've Got A Friend In Me

Give me a moment here to quote...High School Musical. I guess I knew this day would come.

We're all in this together

Cheesy? Sure.
Overused? Maybe.
True? Incredibly.

This weekend I have had it expressed to me time and time again that we can't make it though this life alone. Sometimes it is lonely, sometimes it straight up stinks, but there is always someone there for me. Whether that is a friend, family, stranger, Heavenly Father...someone is always there! Of course this isn't easy to remember when i'm in the middle of self despair or some other random girl emotion i'm feeling at the time. But man it's so true!

This LDS General Conference was just what I needed. Talk about a reality check! Why do I think about myself so much??

Why do I care what I wear every day? It's not like anyone even notices me on a campus of 30,000+ especially all the boys that won't ask on dates (too soon for the dating jokes?)

Why do I care what I eat for breakfast? Cereal is cereal when you eat it for every meal.

Why do I think about my weekends when I just know it will be the same as the one before?

I need to forget myself and get to work on putting my gospel beliefs into action. We are not here to survive this world alone, we are here to help other people. Not just help them live, or get by, but make them LOVE life. We are all here to be happy and that happens through the help of our friends.

President Eyring said that sympathy is our God given gift, and when we feel it we need to turn it into ACTION. It got me thinkin...how many times in a day do I feel sympathy for someone? Probably a lot if I really think about it!

Like when I see that poor person on campus getting drenched in the rain, why do I not just give them my umbrella, I like the rain!
When I see someone staring at me eating my lunch like the poor college students we are....well maybe I can offer a pretzel.

Dumb, easy, simple, sympathy turned to action. I mean, I can do that right?!

So that is my challenge to myself. I will think of everyone as my friend. I mean, we are all brothers and sisters on this earth anyway right? So why not lighten their load, lift up the hands that hang down, let them know that they are not alone, AND TURN MY SYMPATHY INTO ACTION.

I've got to seize these opportunities that I have to serve. I know how much a kind word or action helps my day, why would I EVER think to deny that for someone else?

I think this will be a good motto as I enter finals time. It will be a way to get out of my stressful self and remember the important things out there. I have the best friends in the world. Now I need to BE the best friend in the world....to everyone I see.

I'm Turning Japanese, I Think I'm Turning Japanese, I Really Think So

I just got back from having Thai food with my Thai class and..."I just had an apostrophe, I think you mean an epiphany" (name that movie) BUT... I'm changing my major...

Be calm everyone, relax. I never thought i'd fall into this group of college students either! The ones that change their majors once they are half way through their college careers. But I just have to do it! I am falling in love with the Asian culture. I wasn't planning on liking it so much or anything but it just sort of happened.

So...I'm becoming an Asian Studies Major. What will I do with that you ask?? Same thing I was going to do with sociology, just more focused in on Asia.

Guys! I think I was meant to be born Asian. I used to think I was supposed to be black or something, but nope...Asian. Who would've guessed?!

So what does this mean for my schooling?

Pretty much every class i've taken so far is worthless, so i'll be adding about two more years on if i'm lucky
I'll also have to continue taking an Asian language, but they don't teach Thai...so that means Chinese, here I come!
And I think that's about it. At this rate, i'm going to be at BYU for the rest of my life!

So there you have it, who knew one Thai meal could change my whole future. Maybe I'll just live in Asia for the rest of my life...if I ever finish schooling that is.


Ohh and Happy April Fools ;)