Wheres Rheba?

Finding Rheba this summer might be harder than finding Waldo. She is leaving for her Mandrains Drum Corps tour, tomorrow I think. She will be missed. And maybe a party will be thrown. (j/k Rheb!) Course, I wont realize that she is gone, till I go back home at the end of July. I am very proud of her, and her ability to like band, and play so many instruments. I just dont know why she was to be a band geek, ALL SUMMER LONG. Have fun on your tour!!!!!

This photo was strategically picked: Wheres Rheba?

I think that this was at a pre- tour camp.

Almost a Homework Excuse?

This is a recap of this morning, and why I was almost in need of a homework excuse.

6:00am- Alarm goes off. What? I just got to sleep!
6:00am- SNOOZE.
6:10am- Alarm goes off.
6:10am- SNOOZE.
6:15am- alarm on phone goes off.
6:16am- make bed/ pray/ pick todays outfit
6:22am- shower, and think about what I need to do today.
6:33am- clothes, hair, makeup, check weather (rain again), music, etc.
6:40am- realize that my 7am meeting was cancelled, complain to my imaginary friend that Im now awake. realize I can be early to my Epidemiology class, and work on work.
6:42am- continue getting ready.
6:59am- move backpack to bed, and figure out what I need to pack. Move important school paper from desk, and place on bed.
7:02am- make/ eat breakfast. OMLETTE, HASH BROWN, FRESH FRUIT. ya right, I had Cereal.
7:07am- walk in room, and turn on fan (who knows why, maybe I just wanted to push the buttons.)
7:08am- sit at desk, hear paper fall behind bed. CRAP.
7:09am- realize that the bed weighs 1 TON. Not possible to move alone. (Its seriously a 2 boy processs ask anyone that has lived in Tuscany. Remember difficulty at beg. of winter when Lauren, Skyler, and I tried to change its direction under the window.)
7:10am- CRAP. Think of a way to get needed paper, from behind bed.
7:15am- TAPE. But where is some string? No string. See earphones, and the long cord. Construct tape around cord, with a fabulous amount of surface area.
7:20am- not working. Try to walk through conversation in my head, about what Ill tell my teacher. Maybe aliens taking my work sounds more believable?
7:22am- return to kitchen. find really long wooden spoon.
7:24am- Tape around spoon, CHECK. Spoon down bed.
7:26am- Paper attaches. Prayer answered.
7:27am- kick stupid heavy bed.
7:27am- paper in backpack.
7:30am- leave for class. (cause it is as 7:45am)
7:45am- class starts. teachers says turn in work next class time.
7:46am- urge to crumple paper, and throw across room.

Graduating, Music, and Dark Clouds

Graduating:
I am 6 weeks, and 1 day away from Graduating from College. It has been a long time coming, since I graduated H.S. in 2004. I had some detours, some heated moments in the registration/ housing/ and honor code offices, changed my mind a few times, and sometimes enjoyed the social life to much. I will get my B.S. in Health Science, with a minor in Biology. Now when I join all the other billionaires of the world, I wont be like Bill Gates, who dropped out of Harvard, as well as all the others that never finished. Now I have to finally pick a grad school, and decide what I am going to do?

Music:
I really want to go see a band named, Phish. And I am currently searching for amazing seats at the Mountain View show. Course the show at the Gorge in Washington is capturing my attention a whole lot more as of late. (I realize more and more everyday, how much I am like my dad. I think I got his taste in music too. If you were to only see my iTunes list, and what I listen to on Pandora.)

This boy told me the other day that I am not friendly, because I walk around campus with my iPod on. Maybe Im just not looking to add people to my contact list right now. Or maybe I am thinking about something else. Or maybe I dont want to talk to anyone at that very moment. Or maybe I want people think that I am in a music daze. (Thanks Creed and Emily for all the music when starting my iTunes.)

And for the record, I would rather have the largest music collection (even bigger than my Uncle Byron's), than book collection. Later on, down the road, hopefully, Id be able to fund it. And I would rather, sit around listening to music, than watch TV or read a book.

My theme song probably still is, Smile LiKe You Mean It- The Killers, and Bad Day- Daniel Powter. Although I am almost partial to the Chipmunks version, after watching Alvin and the Chipmunks so much with Preston and Nate last year. I have yet to get the soundtrack, and I wont admit if it is or isnt on my, "To Purchase List." I will admit though, that sometimes when I walk around I hear a song, and think that it should be added to the Soundtrack of my Life.

Dark Clouds:
Ive always thought that a dark cloud follows me around. And sometimes I am the only one that sees it. I do however, want to know, when I moved to Seattle? Cause all the forcast shows is rain and thunderstorms. And thats all it has done for days, except when the sun pops out for that one hour, as a joke. And, I always used to think that I would melt in the rain, cause I am made of sugar. But, over the weekend as I sat in the pouring rain at the Madison Lionz football game that was proved otherwise.

Brett Favre, Green Bay, and a Bubble BOY

I am still waiting, just like everyone else, for Brett Favre's football decision for this upcoming season. I have feelings both ways for him playing or not. If he does go to the Vikings, I will be a temporary fan, like I was of the Jets last year.


A quick story: So I met this boy back in 2007 in my Paramedicine Trauma class, and we are just friends. I have no plan of ever liking him, cause we have non of the same interests and I just dont. We have a class together this semester, Epidemiology and sometimes we'll study together. He texted me not to long ago, asking if I wanted to study that evening. I polietly said that I cant. He asked, "why?" I said that I was watching Sportscenter. (Like I do most days, for an inch closer to reality, since I curently reside in a bubble. And cause it is one of my most favorite of shows.) He said, "Sportscenter?" I said yes, and its Brett Favre coverage right now. And he said to me, "Whos Brett Favre?" After regaining consciousness and pulling the knife out of my heart, I then began to question the friendship. Does he live in a bubble? Obviously! What boy, let alone person doesnt have the faintest idea of who he is. I understand that you dont have to be a fan, let alone like him, but at least know who he is when you are speaking/ friends with someone that thinks the world of Brett Favre and Green Bay. I contemplated deleting him from my phone, but my goal is to be more christlike, so I didnt.

Dad- The Vikings play Green Bay on Monday, October 05, in Minnesota. I think that we should go- maybe for a family trip. (Or just you and me!)

I will NOT waste my energy!

For the record: I am not planning on running or walking in a marathon, full or half in the near and distant future. I will be using and expelling my energy in better ways. I will also gladly support anyone from the sidelines.


Mother- yes, I go on runs, and I do go to the gym, but it is for no other reason then to dispell the chip that sometimes/ permanetly lives on my shoulder.
And yes, on my run the other day- I was basically hit by a CAR.

Blast from the Past Photo! Fall 2007

This photo was found at my work. Took me back to the Fall of 2007, the weekend before my 21st birthday. This was a athletic retreat for that semesters directors. I left school shortly after.

The Color Purple?

Has anyone every seen me wear purple? I did at one point in my life- but not lately as in the last 8 or so years. I think that it is the one color I cant stand with a passion. But I was given a purple shirt at Easter, and being me, I was grateful, cause I was. And well, the shirt became a bed shirt. And the other night, Friday night, I wore this purple shirt, with a monster face on it, and the words, "I bite" (one of those AE graphic tees). I wore it, with black LC pants, and I looked like a Kings fan(cause I am, until they stink up the season- and I choose to root for another team). I went to bed, I didnt set my alarm, and I woke up later than I wanted. I needed to take a test by a certain time, so I rolled out of bed. I took off my pants, and put on jeans. I was barely awake so I didnt realize I was still wearing my bed shirt. I didnt brush my hair, and I was still in the day befores makeup. I grabbed my car keys and drove to the testing center. I was about to walk into the door, and I hear my name being called. I turn around, and it sure as heck was the boy I used to like. And he wanted to talk. Being polite, I did. And the entire time, all I could think was, why am I wearing this stupid purple shirt, and I should have brushed my hair. I should know better to go out in Rexburg, the town of finding your eternal companion, looking like I did. Lesson learned .