Always...

I wonder why this always happens, even though I don't deserve it. I put off my Computer Science assignment off until the last minute, and was up until 2 AM doing it last night. I was mad, but I had only myself to blame, what else could I do? I wasn't getting anywhere and obviously wasn't going to get it in when I wanted. So I slept through my first two classes today being a grouch, when something amazing happened. I got an email from the CS TA, and he announces that the assignments have been pushed back, giving me a few extra days. Oh Hallelujah! I don't know why things like this happen, I don't deserve them, but I still welcome every one with open arms.

Who's flying again?

Well I never seem to be able to escape this, ever six weeks or so my hair gets so long that I can't wait to cut it. I know I'm blessed with incredibly thick hair, but it just gets so annoying to deal with. So for these short few days, I let my hair curl out like it wants to when it gets long. Despite the fact that I look like a doofus, it's something new I suppose. At this point, I only have to go through two more days of this until I'm free. Boy I can't wait until Saturday.
A friend in my German class said I reminded her of Mario when he gets his flying powers. Word.

Karma

I suppose I should have seen it coming, everything always works it's way back to you. If you take a gander back a few posts, you may notice that I took a picture of one of my sleeping classmates, which was quite humorous. Then came my friend Karma along. A few days ago, I was finding it difficult to keep my heavy eyes open in Math, so I rationalized sleeping with the thought of reading the notes sometime later. What I didn't count on was my friend Pete taking a picture of me sleeping with his Cell Phone. Oh well, I had it coming I suppose, at least he doesn't have a blog to post it on.

Only on a Mission

Some things only happen on a Mission. If you have 5 minutes, please indulge in one of the most embarrassing things I've ever done, willingly.

Everything's Great, Nobody's Happy

Why?

My question is: Why sleep in class, when you can make fun of those that are already asleep?

Not fast enough

Well this week has been quite lovely, work hasn't been the most hazard free environment to say the least. I won't bother with all the other exciting details, but I'll share today's incident.
So I was already late for work because I had to finish my Computer Science Lab that was due today, so I knew I'd be made fun by the guys. When I got to where my boss was, we set off to replace the burnt out street lamps all over campus. Most of these lights are a special bulb that is about the size of one of those foam footballs that you get thrown at you in football or basketball games. Another interesting fact about these little babies is that when running, the outer glass is somewhere between 150-200 degrees Fahrenheit.

The first few had gone well, when we found one that was reported to have been out, but it was running like the rest. As usual we decided to replace it just to be sure. So I made my little journey up the ladder, and opened up the lamp casing. (I could feel the heat coming off this thing already.) So Alan (my boss) yells up to me, "Just break it free fast and the let it cool off once it's off." Easier said than done Alan... So I thought I was doing it as fast as I could, but after about 2 seconds I saw and smelled smoke along with a prominent burning sensation coming from my hand. The bulb had melted the rubber coating on my glove and burnt a hole in the plastic. But don't worry, it gets better.

After this, he tosses me a piece of the cardboard box in which the new bulb came in and told me to use it as some extra insulation, and also to grab from the base where it wasn't so hot. (Maybe like 5 degrees or something.) But I soon realized that I couldn't grip the bulb so well with this stupid cardboard, so I squeezed a little tighter, and POP!

Well it wasn't really a pop I suppose, more like a BAM! Thankfully I have touchy reflexes, because the second I closed my eyes, I felt the rain of glass shards coming down on me. This really wasn't the best way to improve my day. I had only broken the outer bulb and the inner casing, so the glass holding the gas was still burning, at some ridiculously hot temperature. My boss told me to get down as he opened the pole to pull the fuse. As he got the base out with his pliers, I shook the glass out of my hair and shirt, and picked up the remaining pieces off the ground.

The old me would just sulk and think of how much of an idiot I made of myself, but not anymore. So what I broke a huge light bulb in front of countless students and my boss, at least I can laugh about it now, right? Mistakes are only mistakes if you don't learn from them.

Only 24 Hours...

Why are there only 24 Hours in a day? I swear there must be some way to find more time, because I could really use it right about now.
I know that everything is about time management, and I've gotten better, but I still don't know how I'm supposed to fit everything in and still find enough time to get the recommended amount of sleep. It's almost like when I think that I'm going to be able to get to bed, something reminds me of the other piles of homework that I have. I wish I could have one of the time turners from Harry Potter, that would make life SO much easier. At least then I would be getting more than 5 hours of sleep each night, and maybe a little more homework done...

Question?

Does ANYONE turn their cell phone off in the testing center anymore?!

Nothing like a Saturday night in Provo

Nothing is better than a night with some friends, well I guess we could throw in dinner and Pie for dessert. There really isn't anything like a weekend south of campus. When I first moved to Provo I questioned how much I would like it here, but now I know it's the place for me. Every day that goes by, the more I don't want to go home when the semester is over. I'll even put up with the homework if I have to, just don't take me away from my new found home.