I love MIKA! I'm pretty sure he joined the music industry just for me- no lie. This was his thought process:
Hmmm...how can I cater my music to Emily to capture HER very essence in MY music? No one has done it quite yet, so I'm definitely going to do it. Not try- I'm going to achieve. I shall make my music to show exactly her flowers and butterflies view on life. Then make her feel even better. She shall want to dance like the guys on the iPod commercials(okay, maybe that's A LITTLE ahead of the times, but maybe he can see into the future?). Yay! The whole world will be happy if they listen to my music! And as a side benefit, which I don't even care about (except for making the world happy and desirous to groove), I'll become rich and famous! AWESOME!
That was his thought process. I heard it. I know it's true.
Don't die, please.

School and life and stuff

I am happy. I just am. No reason not to be, and it's better than being unhappy! Also, there might be a little something inside of me making me happy because school's over in less than a month. In less than a month, I will be on an airplane. Heading for family vacation. And it will be wonderful and brilliant! That might be something that adds to my happiness, though it's just a guess. ;-)
Also, last week I made a life plan. (What else was there to do?) If you'd like to hear it, it goes something like this: don't like boys for a while so I can go on a mission, go on a mission, come back to school, graduate, move to Canada, get a job, get married. Yeah, I thought you might like it... I've resolved to marry a Canadian. "Why?" you might ask, as my brother John did and still does. The answer is this: I don't know! Why do I want to live in Canada so badly? I don't know! I like it there, and I suppose that's the only reason. I love Canada. But I don't really know the answer to "why?" anymore than the next person... It's just a dream of mine, so why not? (Also, I might have an "in." A friend of mine has a Canadian cousin who'll get off of his mission soon, and will probably be here next fall...he happens to be from Canada and my friend tells me he's cute. Hah hah hah...we're so conniving.)
Devotional was spectacular today. Usually it is, but some speakers just hit you more than others, and that happened to be the case for Emily today. Brother Keith Patterson (the Dept. Chair of Accounting at BYU-I) spoke, and it was a talk that was full of the Spirit and happiness and hope and such. Plus, he said things that I needed to hear to make my life better, and to make me feel better than I already do! (That's always a plus. Speaking of redundancy a few entries ago, I found a new one, just now: "added plus.)
I love school! Know why? Because I love to learn! And quite frankly, BYU-Idaho is a lot more special than a lot of other schools. I'm not even saying that because I'm biased (and I will admit that I am), but because there's spoken (and now written) proof from leaders of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints that it's a good school. One such talk that was given by the former President of the church, Gordon B. Hinckley, can be found with this link: http://www.byui.edu/Presentations/Transcripts/Devotionals/2002_10_22_Hinckley.htm . It's not a very long talk, and it's wonderful, if I do say so myself.
ALSO, I finally got my money today! I went through pain and torture while switching credit unions, and although I had money (and a fair amount of it), I had no access to it for nearly 2 weeks (maybe more?)! I also haven't gone shopping for about 5-6 weeks. (Because I didn't need to...don't worry...I'm eating!) Some may call me thrifty. I call them right. I know how to save my money and make it last. Good thing, too, since I happen to be a university student and I don't exactly have a ton of paper with numbers on it (and am planning to teach elementary school, which also equals being poor). HOWEVER, I'M GOING SHOPPING TODAY!!!!! It's quite an exciting event in my life. If I so chose, I COULD make my groceries last for 4 weeks, just as I did at my last shopping trip. No thanks, I say. I'd rather not.
Well, I'm off to save the world, folks! (Or maybe not, but sometimes I pretend.)

Monday

Today is Monday. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? Just kidding. I'm really random. I went to my classes today. They were pretty easy. They were also pretty good. I like to learn, as well. However, I'm kind of wanting the semester to end (just a wee bit...) so I can relax. Or maybe I can have a break for a week or two where I do nothing...that'd be nice! However, that won't happen. SO...I have 5 1/2 weeks left of school and then relaxing..for about 5 months. But intense relaxing for 6 days on family vacation. Ahhhhh....family vacation! Haha. Gives me something to look forward to. Even though I have a lot of little things to look forward to. I just really want to relax...this semester's felt really long.

I was going to say other things, but now I don't feel like it. The end.

Boringness

I happen to be bored. And as a result I'm writing in my blog? Don't ask. I don't know either. At least it's something slightly productive to do. I did actually have an idea about what I wanted to write, but it was quick-in, quick-out. At this point in life, I'm teriffically happy, mostly because I can be, but also because, well, for a lot of reasons. I was quite productive today, don't have any homework due tomorrow, and I already did a lot of stuff. The Rexburg temple is open again (it was closed for 2 weeks for cleaning) so I'll probably go do baptisms for the dead tomorrow, something that I have not done for a while, but that I love doing. It just makes me happy. Anyway, that'll be tomorrow and not today. Suddenly I have a Hilary Duff song running through my head ("but not today, not today not today! Caussse, if it's over, let it go and come tomorrow it won't be SO YESTERDAY SO YESTERDAY....") Yeah...me and my randomness. I happen to be happy for lots of reasons. Why shouldn't I be happy? Don't answer that....there's plenty to be happy about and I don't want to be depressed (yes, I'm THAT kind of person...)
For the record, I have reinstated the word "yet" into my vocabulary yet again. (Yes, I included that again for a reason). I thought I got rid of it for a while, but really, I didn't get rid of it. I just stopped using it for a few weeks...there was no need for it in my life during those few small weeks. It's needed again. Yet. Yet yet yet. YET YeT yET yeT yEt yet yet yet yet yet. Ok, I'm a dork and I know it. Sorry. Actually, I'm really not sorry for being a dork. But I sorta feel sorry for whoever was suckered into reading this post as it is so utterly random and pointless.

IF YOU WANT TO READ SOMETHING REAL, START READING HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok. Uh, let me think of something really fast! Ok, got it. Have you ever thought about redundant phrases such as "ATM Machine," "PIN Number," or "Queso cheese? They really quite bother me, in case you were wondering (which you probably weren't, but now I have you thinking...) At work this summer (Staples...."The Office Supply Superstore..."), the computer was programmed to tell me (the cashier) to inform people when they put the wrong PIN in- with a prompt that said, "Wrong PIN number....(blah blah blah)" It really bothered me. I wanted to beat it up/ punch it everytime. No kidding and no joke. Also, I did not do either of those things. I would usually just make fun of it (and tell the customer and go off on a seemingly random rant about how dumb and redundant it was to say "PIN Number." Some people didn't even get it, but most people did...I thought it was dumb that some people didn't follow me, but whatever...) Ok. Also, the other day I said "Queso cheese." My roommate, Cassie, caught me on it. I thanked her. Probably 5,000 times. Because all of a sudden I couldn't believe that I had said something that would make me mad. So, for the sake of sounding intelligent, watch your words so you don't sound redundant! Okie dokie.....I'm bored of ranting and of writing, so I'm going to stop ______HERE.

The life of a college student on a Monday off

Today just so happens to be President's Day. Know what that means? NO SCHOOL! A whole day off to do whatever I wanted to do. Ok, not really whatever I want. But erase classes out of the picture and life becomes a lot easier.
Let's get to the point: today was a REALLY nice day and I felt guilty staying inside the whole time. So I went on a walk around campus. I only got to the Smith building, stared at the vending machines, and went home. I was too bored to go on a long walk by myself. I came back and recruited Cassie to go on a walk with me. We went for a nice long walk. We also visited people. It was so nice to get out of my apartment (where I frequently feel trapped) and spend time outside, with people, and with Cassie. Walks are good. I suggest more walk-taking in this universe.
So far, I have not done any homework today. Technically, I don't really need to until tomorrow, which means I think I'll do it in between classes. I like my weeks better when they start on Tuesdays. They're shorter, and I happen to like going to devotional (make fun of me all you want...I really don't care!), so as a result, I'm thinking this week will be good as well as short. I am also under the impression that next week will be a bit longer. Oh well...I'm just going to enjoy this one while it lasts. And the sun. Because apparently it's supposed to start snowing again on Wednesday.
I should have done more productive things today, but at least I didn't spend all day inside (or start it at 1:00 p.m.) like some people I know. Perhaps I'll work on my scholarship application(s) tomorrow- amongst other things. Sometimes I get wrapped up in life and forget about things that are a bit more important than others, but it was okay to do that today; today was a relax day. All-in-all, I really like having a break from school every once-in-awhile. Now I have to push through until April (8th?)... No more breaks until the semester is over. Unless you count Saturdays and Sundays (and if you do, you're totally and completely lame since no one counts them).

Not Really Peer Pressure

Crap. I told myself I ABSOLUTELY POSITIVELY WOULD NOT get a blog until I was married, which I figured would be in about 5 years. But, I tend to "stalk" people (ok, I really do-it's not just so-called stalking) and so I just decided to get a real blog so I wouldn't be stalking you. So it's not really peer pressure- I haven't been persuaded by anything or anyone. But all of you, because you had a blog before I did (and you know who you are)- THIS IS YOUR FAULT. You're probably happy. Whatever. I guess blaming you doesn't really do anything. I have a blog now. Now you can read it. Go ahead. Stalk me all you want. I don't care. Perhaps you'd like to call it updating yourself on my life? You can now read about me and my randomness. You can already tell how much I like to ramble sometimes. ANYWAY, I can't really call it peer pressure, but I guess you could call it inadvertent peer pressure. Yay for you!