13.4.12

'tis the season.

I know that phrase typically is linked to one of presents, snow, mistletoe and St. Nick, but I refer to a season that involves much more reproducing, romance and jewelry.  Rings, to be exact.  Happy couples that want to seal the deal before school starts again in the fall know that this week was their deadline, so of course everyone and their moms got engaged (I guess their moms got engaged long ago...but for number's sake I'm leaving it in there).

I also believe that the wonderful change of weather that took place about a month ago inspired couples to think about families and adding to their's, if you know what I mean.  So many pregnancies and proposals!  What's a single girl to do but hope.  And if it weren't for the fact that I'm living in the ghetto (even my mom knew it was the dumps, so that's saying something) for the next four months, I would have high hopes for changing my status.  Everytime we tell people where we are living, they seem shocked.  SHOCKED.  Which I'm actually really confused by, because I believe the college experience relies on going without for a time.  We shouldn't constantly be spoiled by living in two story apartments.  But let's be real...you can't come back from that.  But they look at us like we just told them we are living in an insane asylum and then follow up with a comment like, "Wow, you guys are in for some interesting experiences. You will definitely be popular."  So only at a below-average complex will we finally become the popular pretty girls?  Oh good. Thanks, I guess. worst.compliment.ever.

I'll post pictures if it's really that bad.  Actually, I'll post pictures regardless.

Ok, Mr. Right, come find me.  I'll be the only girl without a ring on and a baby.

ox/C

currently listening to:
40 Day Dream - Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros (favorite summer tune from 2011)
Cheerleader - St. Vincent
Concrete Wall - Zee Avi
Boyfriend - Justin Bieber
The Big Bang - Rock Mafia

10.4.12

the end is near.

finger painting in MR5 with "the fam"
welcomed this dear woman to town...
so she could enjoy our little hulu!




did some vandalizing with L

threw a mock wedding...

with these fun film group folks.

celebrated Easter on the loveliest day of the year!



It has been an awesome, emotional, stressful and fun past couple of weeks.  Not pictured is the General Conference weekend spent with the fam, Relief Society and Ward parties we attended, some shopping trips, the trail of jellie beans the Easter Mimi left for us, some heartbreaks, signing contracts at Campus Plaza (ghettostyleohemgeesoexcited), a luxurious Sunday walk and less important but equally as fun things.

Stress has officially set it.  I spent 6 hours in front of a computer yesterday editing a movie for a class and it dawned on me:

SCHOOL ENDS NEXT WEEK.

I have to pack up my whole life and finish all these projects and papers as well as take the actual finals for the classes.  I still don't know how I've managed to do it 2 times and still don't have a sense of it's possibility each time it comes around.  Higher powers, people, higher powers.  Prayers are encouraged if you're feeling extra thoughtful today.

On a yummier note, as I walked out of the JFSB after being kicked out of the computer lab for Devo today, I ran into my good friend N who invited me over to his apartment to make crepes.  I said, "Duh I"ll come."  After flipping enough crepes to make my stomach go wild with anticipation, he informed me that the crepes were for his French class.  Belation at it's finest, folks.  I, however, carried on with a semi-cheerful attitude and continued to flip the crepes until I had to leave to clock in more time at the ever-dreaded JFSB computer lab.  20 minutes later, as I settled into a rollie chair in front of the editing station with my partner, I was majorly disappointed.  As was my stomach.  After a few minutes of editing, I look up and see N walking through the door with a plate in his hand and a big smile on his face.


Yes.  All's well that end's well, I suppose.  Thanks for the surprise treat!

ox/C