Ramblings of Beth

Sometimes I get the random urge to do a blogpost. Except sometimes when I get those urges, I have nothing exciting to say. Like right now. I think what it really is, is that I just want to write. I tried writing a poem earlier, but it was an epic fail. I keep thinking about writing a story, but I'm not feeling the inspiration for it. I've written about a bajillion of letters the past week (I've seriously depleted my stampbook.  I think everyone I love should live in Flag so I don't have to write letters to them.) So, I think it's time to do a post. And since I have nothing significant so say, this will probably be rambling. Because, as sad as it is, my thoughts tend to ramble.

Institute is pretty much amazing. Really. Life changing. I feel like I've got my life completely on track now. I was beginning to deviate for a bit.

I am currently listening to Michael Buble's Crazy Love album. I. Love. Him. And jazz. Me and my husband will sing jazz to one another. And then sing Baby (You've Got What it Takes) as a duet. (I make lists of songs my husband will sing to me. And songs I 'll sing to him. And then songs we'll sing together. No big deal.)

I feel like all of my classes are going to be super boring this semester. Besides choir. Seriously. I've been wanting to bang my head against the desks in almost every class.

Choir is pretty much bomb. Besides this one creepy/weird song that really just gives me bad vibes. "All I was Doing was Breathing." Everyone loves it, but it just doesn't make me feel good. BUT we're singing this song, Adiemus and it's pretty much epic. I sang is my sophomore year in Chorale with Mrs. Jones. So, I have good memories associated with it, plus it's a freakin' amazing song!

Christine Posvistak is pretty much the best visiting teacher ever. And one of the most amazing people in Flag. Like, more amazing than me, which, you know, says a lot! ;) But really. No words.

I'm craving pizza at the moment. But that's nothing new. Me and Katie Alston ate a whole pizza together on Saturday. No regrets.

I've been obnoxiously hungry lately. Something wacky is going on with my stomach. I don't think I could ever go anorexic. Hunger doesn't agree with me. I get whiny and cranky if I have hunger pains for longer than half an hour. People would probably shoot me if I ever became anorexic because I would be such a pain to deal with.

My Spanish class might be the death of me. I think Jess would be ashamed of how much Spanish I've forgotten. My grammar is shot. I've forgotten all past tense and the whole pronoun, possessive, whatever those things are. In fact, I'm pretty sure the only phrases I actually remember are food related. And that hombre and hambre are NOT the same thing. Tengo homre doesn't mean that I have hunger...pero quiero un hombre...bahaha. :) Spanish.

Yeah. I prolly should stop now. I can ramble for forever. So. The end. If you've read all of this, you prolly deserve a cookie. But you won't get one from me....

How to have a fantastic day. Then semester.

Step one: get up early (6:20) to have roommate prayers. Then instead of going back to bed, have scripture study - this way, you are awake as you read (because despite how much I hate getting up in the morning, once I'm up, I'm definitely a morning person.) Also, by reading in the morning, you can just go to bed at night, when you're tired! Instead of trying to read when your brain is fuzzy and thinking about how wonderful sleep is.

Step two: have plans to exercise with Katie Alston. Because Katie Alston is awesome and will help motivate me to actually work out. And she's awesome.

Step three: Have time to hang out at the institute. (Even if the reason why you hang out there is because three of your five classes are at south campus and you live by north campus. Plus you work at north campus, so you're walking around a ridiculous amount, so by staying at the institute for a bit, you walk around a little bit less.)

Step four: Have an amazing institute class. I had a little misgivings about being in this class because I could be working at that time...and finances are pretty much a struggle for almost all college students...but I felt really strongly about being in this class. So I took it. I have no misgivings now. I am most certainly meant to be in this class this semester.

Step five: Be positive and happy! That is the best way to have a good time. After all, everything can be going perfectly, but if you don't choose to be happy, you will not be happy.

So. Really. Today was the most wonderful first day of the semester that I could ever ask for. I know the semester will not be this easy, but I know that if I do the things I listed before - plus other things I should be doing, like fulfilling my calling and writing in my journal - it will be a wonderful semester. There will be stress. There is never a doubt of that in the life of Beth. But, I will be happy. I will be able to grow spiritually. I will progress and be a good person. And...life will be great! The end.