Another semester done and another step closer to graduation - crazy! I'm doing my best not to think about the fact that in 5 1/2 months I will be thrust into the adult world and have to start making a living for myself. *shudder*
Instead! I find that filling my mind with things like Christmas, Movies, Sunshine's visit this week, Going home, family, baking cookies, Christmas, the posibility of working at camp again, Amy/Juniper leaving for 18 months, The Magic of Trefoil Ranch Documentory DVD, Christmas, Finishing Christmas presents, Music, Twilight aka mind junk food, wishing it would snow, playing around and being silly with friends and did I mention Christmas? - is so much better! Man I love this time of year!
Also - Check out the trailer for my Honors class presentations! So amazing!
Monday, December 8, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Why can't life be a musical?
Wouldn't life be great if everything was like a musical? Whenever you get a profound thought everyone around you would burst into song and dance with you? How many times have you thought of a song that perfectly describes what you're feeling/thinking?
For those of you don't know I've worked at a Girl Scout camp for the past two summers. This last summer a few of us were discussing this "musical concept" and decided - wait! Why can't life be a musical?! So we went to the downstairs of the lodge and planned a whole musical number. The next day during lunch when everyone was there we started playing music and we got up and started to sing and dance around. After we were done we sat down and acted like nothing had happened. It was amazing! The kids loved it and so did the counselors (Only those who were at the "planning session" knew about our plan so we surprised half of the staff). Since this was such a success we decided to keep this up every week and so we did! Below are a few pictures that were taken during various "numbers." I'd post videos but sadly I don't have any - others do :-(
For those of you don't know I've worked at a Girl Scout camp for the past two summers. This last summer a few of us were discussing this "musical concept" and decided - wait! Why can't life be a musical?! So we went to the downstairs of the lodge and planned a whole musical number. The next day during lunch when everyone was there we started playing music and we got up and started to sing and dance around. After we were done we sat down and acted like nothing had happened. It was amazing! The kids loved it and so did the counselors (Only those who were at the "planning session" knew about our plan so we surprised half of the staff). Since this was such a success we decided to keep this up every week and so we did! Below are a few pictures that were taken during various "numbers." I'd post videos but sadly I don't have any - others do :-(
These are from our original musical number "King of New York"
Last but definitely not least! These last 3 are from our final and perhaps most involved production of "Step in Time" from Mary Poppins - it was completely amazing!
The main reason for this blog is that this last weekend reminded me how amazing musicals can really be. Last Saturday Dani, Nate, and I went to the SUU's production of "Musical of Musicals!: The Musical" - it was hilarious! I would recommend this to anyone! It's a musical production that tells the same story through 5 different styles of musicals. The story is about a girl who can't pay her rent, her boyfriend who pays it in the end, the "evil" landlord, the lady who always gives advice, and two chorus members who play random parts throughout the show. It was hilarious to see all the obscure references to different plays (you could definitely tell who loved musicals as those people were constantly laughing while everyone else laughed but looked a little confused).
Also last weekend my household was introduced to "Dr. Horrible's Sing-A-Long Blog." My life has been changed... I'm not even kidding! I watched it well over 10 times (I'm a little embarrassed to admit the actual amount) last weekend alone! I've posted it below but I warn you unless you want to get the music stuck in your head and become addicted don't watch! But it will change you... I promise ;-)
The moral of the story? Make your life a musical! If you feel like breaking out into song and dance just do it! Who cares what others think? In fact - get some friends to join you and make a scene! Like these people at a mall in California did :-)
Friday, October 17, 2008
Highs and Lows
Have you ever noticed that after you have an extended period of good weeks you're due for a bad one? Man I hate that pattern in life...
So these last few weeks have seriously been amazing! I don't know what it is! Life has seriously been going my way! As you can see from my last couple of blogs I've definitely had a lot of adventures this school year and am happy for it! Since the last entry there's been General Conference (how can you not feel good after that? Overwhelmed a bit... but happy!), a class trip to Ruby's Inn in Bryce Canyon (Very interesting... we had to observe their customer service and later we get to present to the owners and the Dean of our college what they're doing wrong... yeah! Great! That'll go over well...), a trip home and several other excitements.
My trip home was perhaps the best thing thats happened of everything else. I was able to leave last Friday around 10:30 am and head up north. Around 2pm I met up with one of my best friends from camp Boots (Chelsey to the real world) and we went to lunch, went shopping, and I helped her prepare some stuff for a YSA activity. It was so great that I was able to go up and spend time with her - It really bites being so far from home and people sometimes... After hanging out with her I traveled with my family up to Kaysville to go to my cousin's wedding. It was so great to see a lot of my extended family - all I can say is that whomever marries me is gonna have to put up with a lot of crazies! Then on Saturday I was able to see my friend Kensey - we were best friends from elementary to high school, we've since gone separate ways but we're still pretty close. After going home I got to talk for a while with Crazy Corey - oh man that kid is awesome! Yet another person that lives to far away. Then in the evening I went with my parents up to Hill Air Force Space to get my Dad's Military ID (He works for the Air Force fyi...) and then we went out to eat at the Burger Barn (It was featured on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives on the Food Network. If you ever get the chance - eat there! Their Buffalo burger, french fries, and fried mushrooms are amazing!). Lastly Sunday I was able to spend even more time with my parents, scan a few old family photos, and visit Nate and Derek as I headed back down to Cedar City. Overall the weekend was so great because I got to connect with a lot of people that I don't normally get to see. I left home feeling so happy! I seriously have some of the best friends and family in the whole world!
I don't know what it is but the last couple of weeks I've been so upbeat about everything - nothing seems to get me down! Things that would normally bug me haven't phased me in the least - I've been able to brush them aside and just laugh at them (Elder Wirthlin had the right idea in Conference :-) ). It has been such an amazing thing! I've loved being able to be so happy and upbeat! That was... until this Monday hit and something changed. It didn't really start out as one thing but rather a combination of things - midterms (which have never effected me that much before), work, finances, sibling stupidity, late night projects and a little friend drama. I was still handling things pretty well despite the fact that I could feel myself slipping but Wednesday things all came to a head when my Mom was admitted back into the hospital.
The story of my Mom's health problems is definitely a long and involved one which I won't go into too much detail about here. In Reader's Digest version (yes this is the short version): Back in 2002 my Mom went in for a routine hernia repair surgery. She'd gone in for several before and never really had any problems. A few days after the surgery my Mom started to feel a little funny and talked to the doctor about it - he felt she was overreacting and nothing was wrong. Well - a few days later they found out she had Staph infection. After several treatments, surgeries and nearly dying my Mom recovered... or so we thought. It was later discovered that she had a fistula ("an abnormal connection or passageway between two epithelium-lined organs or vessels that normally do not connect." Basically - not good...) in her intestines. Hoping to solve this she was put on a feeding IV (not sure the real name of it) for a few months - she couldn't eat or drink at all and get all of her nutrition from an IV she had to connect to every night. The end seemed to be in sight when she began to heal and things started to get back to normal - then earlier this year things turned again for the ugly. After having lost a lot of weight my Mom again went in for surgery - this time to not only repair a hernia but to close the hole in her stomach that had been there since 2002 (there was only a layer of skin separating her stomach from the outside... lovely picture isn't it?). Again everything seemed to be going according to plan - the surgery went well, the wound was closed and everyone was excited... but then, again, complications were had, followed by more surgeries, long hospital stays and several never ending nights. Finally in June everything was passed - she was feeling great and healthy and all looked to be going well... until this week. On Tuesday night my parents made a horrifying and discouraging discovery - it appeared my Mom had another Fistula - hoping they were wrong they went to the doctor who only confirmed their suspiscion. From there she was readmitted to the hospital and is now back on the feeding IV in hopes that the problem will heal itself in a few months (because the doctor does not want to have to open her up for another surgery - after all of the complications and problems my family definitely agrees). She'll be released in a few days which is great but that doesn't mean that the problem will be gone.
This all leads me to wonder - why are some people's bodies different than others? What makes some people heal so well and others to have complication after complication? Why does someone have to go through the same exact thing more than once? Especially in relation to health problems - once is hard enough but to go through it again is even worse... I'm sure the wise would say "you go through something twice because you did not learn all that you had to the first time" and in most cases I readily agree... but in this situation? Why does a person have to suffer so much? What does it take for a body to heal and get better?
*sigh* But here we are getting carried away. I know that things could definitely be worse *knock on wood* and I'm so grateful that they're not. A wise returned missionary bore his testimony last Sunday and said "I am grateful to Heavenly Father that He allows us to have trials." It's true that trials truly refine you and make you better. In fact this week in my Institute Class we talked about adversity and how things make us stronger. I've long had as my motto "What does not destroy me makes me strong" and it is definitely true. It's amazing that through trials and the lowest points in your life you find yourself turning your thoughts to your Eternal Father and you draw yourself closer to Him. Sometimes I wonder why it takes hardships for us to do this. Shouldn't we be seeking Him at all times? Especially in our happy times? Then again we are mortal and we let the things of this world take precedence and we forget the more important things in life...
Anyways - now that I've gone all deep, sentimental and ponderful - it's time to share some pictures! These are a few pictures I found among old photo albums - enjoy taking a look at the younger Becky :-)
So these last few weeks have seriously been amazing! I don't know what it is! Life has seriously been going my way! As you can see from my last couple of blogs I've definitely had a lot of adventures this school year and am happy for it! Since the last entry there's been General Conference (how can you not feel good after that? Overwhelmed a bit... but happy!), a class trip to Ruby's Inn in Bryce Canyon (Very interesting... we had to observe their customer service and later we get to present to the owners and the Dean of our college what they're doing wrong... yeah! Great! That'll go over well...), a trip home and several other excitements.
My trip home was perhaps the best thing thats happened of everything else. I was able to leave last Friday around 10:30 am and head up north. Around 2pm I met up with one of my best friends from camp Boots (Chelsey to the real world) and we went to lunch, went shopping, and I helped her prepare some stuff for a YSA activity. It was so great that I was able to go up and spend time with her - It really bites being so far from home and people sometimes... After hanging out with her I traveled with my family up to Kaysville to go to my cousin's wedding. It was so great to see a lot of my extended family - all I can say is that whomever marries me is gonna have to put up with a lot of crazies! Then on Saturday I was able to see my friend Kensey - we were best friends from elementary to high school, we've since gone separate ways but we're still pretty close. After going home I got to talk for a while with Crazy Corey - oh man that kid is awesome! Yet another person that lives to far away. Then in the evening I went with my parents up to Hill Air Force Space to get my Dad's Military ID (He works for the Air Force fyi...) and then we went out to eat at the Burger Barn (It was featured on Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives on the Food Network. If you ever get the chance - eat there! Their Buffalo burger, french fries, and fried mushrooms are amazing!). Lastly Sunday I was able to spend even more time with my parents, scan a few old family photos, and visit Nate and Derek as I headed back down to Cedar City. Overall the weekend was so great because I got to connect with a lot of people that I don't normally get to see. I left home feeling so happy! I seriously have some of the best friends and family in the whole world!
I don't know what it is but the last couple of weeks I've been so upbeat about everything - nothing seems to get me down! Things that would normally bug me haven't phased me in the least - I've been able to brush them aside and just laugh at them (Elder Wirthlin had the right idea in Conference :-) ). It has been such an amazing thing! I've loved being able to be so happy and upbeat! That was... until this Monday hit and something changed. It didn't really start out as one thing but rather a combination of things - midterms (which have never effected me that much before), work, finances, sibling stupidity, late night projects and a little friend drama. I was still handling things pretty well despite the fact that I could feel myself slipping but Wednesday things all came to a head when my Mom was admitted back into the hospital.
The story of my Mom's health problems is definitely a long and involved one which I won't go into too much detail about here. In Reader's Digest version (yes this is the short version): Back in 2002 my Mom went in for a routine hernia repair surgery. She'd gone in for several before and never really had any problems. A few days after the surgery my Mom started to feel a little funny and talked to the doctor about it - he felt she was overreacting and nothing was wrong. Well - a few days later they found out she had Staph infection. After several treatments, surgeries and nearly dying my Mom recovered... or so we thought. It was later discovered that she had a fistula ("an abnormal connection or passageway between two epithelium-lined organs or vessels that normally do not connect." Basically - not good...) in her intestines. Hoping to solve this she was put on a feeding IV (not sure the real name of it) for a few months - she couldn't eat or drink at all and get all of her nutrition from an IV she had to connect to every night. The end seemed to be in sight when she began to heal and things started to get back to normal - then earlier this year things turned again for the ugly. After having lost a lot of weight my Mom again went in for surgery - this time to not only repair a hernia but to close the hole in her stomach that had been there since 2002 (there was only a layer of skin separating her stomach from the outside... lovely picture isn't it?). Again everything seemed to be going according to plan - the surgery went well, the wound was closed and everyone was excited... but then, again, complications were had, followed by more surgeries, long hospital stays and several never ending nights. Finally in June everything was passed - she was feeling great and healthy and all looked to be going well... until this week. On Tuesday night my parents made a horrifying and discouraging discovery - it appeared my Mom had another Fistula - hoping they were wrong they went to the doctor who only confirmed their suspiscion. From there she was readmitted to the hospital and is now back on the feeding IV in hopes that the problem will heal itself in a few months (because the doctor does not want to have to open her up for another surgery - after all of the complications and problems my family definitely agrees). She'll be released in a few days which is great but that doesn't mean that the problem will be gone.
This all leads me to wonder - why are some people's bodies different than others? What makes some people heal so well and others to have complication after complication? Why does someone have to go through the same exact thing more than once? Especially in relation to health problems - once is hard enough but to go through it again is even worse... I'm sure the wise would say "you go through something twice because you did not learn all that you had to the first time" and in most cases I readily agree... but in this situation? Why does a person have to suffer so much? What does it take for a body to heal and get better?
*sigh* But here we are getting carried away. I know that things could definitely be worse *knock on wood* and I'm so grateful that they're not. A wise returned missionary bore his testimony last Sunday and said "I am grateful to Heavenly Father that He allows us to have trials." It's true that trials truly refine you and make you better. In fact this week in my Institute Class we talked about adversity and how things make us stronger. I've long had as my motto "What does not destroy me makes me strong" and it is definitely true. It's amazing that through trials and the lowest points in your life you find yourself turning your thoughts to your Eternal Father and you draw yourself closer to Him. Sometimes I wonder why it takes hardships for us to do this. Shouldn't we be seeking Him at all times? Especially in our happy times? Then again we are mortal and we let the things of this world take precedence and we forget the more important things in life...
Anyways - now that I've gone all deep, sentimental and ponderful - it's time to share some pictures! These are a few pictures I found among old photo albums - enjoy taking a look at the younger Becky :-)
I'm the cute one in front ;-)
This is me with my Grandma Nielsen - definitely one of my cuter days ;-)
Yeah - by age 4 I could totally fly my own helicopter. You're jealous.
This was taken after my Baptism
I'm the small cute one on the left - yay for old family photos!
Friday, October 3, 2008
My Pointless Major...
Graduating is scary. Completely. I know I'm not graduating until May but at my school they make you fill out graduation papers the semester before you graduate so that all the paperwork is done and it doesn't all have to be last minute. It really is a smart idea but it's got me so freaked out! After May my life will be completely different - No worrying about housing, signing up for classes or homework just working and be an adult. Uh... scary! Just thinking about it makes me shudder! All of my life I've had my path set out for me - you graduate elementary you to to jr. high, finish there and go to high school, after high school go to college, after college... grow up? There is no set thing to do anymore - no specific path to follow. All that lies before you is an open and endless field - it's freaky! I have so many options and no idea which of them to choose. Do I get more schooling? Do I get a job? Where do I live? What do I do? I hate not knowing the future! That and I honestly do not like my major so getting a job in it doesn't sound too appealing... So Why am I majoring in something I don't like? Well... Let me tell you a story...
Once upon a time there was this girl. Let's call her... Becky. So when Becky was in high school she absolutely loved English; it was her favorite subject. She loved reading and writing (so much so that she even wrote her own novel (which, if you are ever bored completely out of your mind or feel like losing some extra braincells, you can read said novel at http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1367020/1/Alliquen. I'm warning you - do not expect a whole lot). So upon entering college Becky decided what better subject to major in than English? Well, as her first semester progressed and she talked with others of her major she decided that she only had two options with an English degree; She could either teach or write. Deciding that she had neither the patience, desire, or talent to do either of these options she decided it was a good idea to change her major. But to what?
Becky thought back to all the classes she had taken in high school and tried to pinpoint which one she had liked best (besides English). She remembered taking an Accounting class and somewhat enjoying it. Weighing her options she decided to change her major to Accounting (after all it's a more practical major right?).
Flash forward a few semesters.
Becky decided that her memory had been wrong. She hated Accounting. As hard as she tried nothing seemed to connect or stick in her memory. Slightly frustrated she decided it was once again time to change her major. Looking at her credits, she decided to stay in the Business department so that she could still graduate on time. But what to choose? Business Management. Now that seemed like a brilliant idea. It's broad and will look fairly good on a resume.
Flash forward a semester.
Oh how wrong Becky was... This major, while logical, was definitely not going to work out. Economics became her worst enemy and she refused to stay in a degree that would force her to take more of these horrible classes then she had to! There was a problem though... what to do now? She was within 3 semester of graduating and had no desire to start over in a new department - that would mean more years at her college (which, though she loved the people and the atmosphere, was getting so old that she wanted to shoot herself in the foot). So after consulting with her academic advisor, who looked at her credits and let her know what she could do and still graduate on time, Becky decided to go with Hotel, Resort, and Hospitality Management. This was a major where you sat in classes and learned about the hospitality industry: hotels, restaurants, cruise lines, etc. Upon graduation it was then expected that you would go out and become a manager at one of these places. Well, Becky had always loved to travel so she thought - what the hey? This could be exciting.
Flash forward a semester or so.
Becky once again realized how wrong she was. While it did prove interesting to learn about the hospitality industry, Becky realized that she had little desire to get a job in it. Especially after she experienced what it is like to work at a hotel. Granted she had an off experience as the hotel she worked at was owned by a bunch of racist, sexist, cheap-scape lunatics (no exaggeration - they only liked you if you were an Indian, a male, willing to work for nothing, didn't care if you were spied upon, didn't care that they never paid any of their bills on time and were willing to explain to outraged guests why they had no water, could not re-enter their rooms as their key stopped working and the locks wouldn't work - leaving all of their belongings inside and them outside, and why their rooms were dirty although the system said that they were clean. Yeah... talk about a party.) but she still knew that she could not do this. It was way too late in the game, however, for her to change her major once again. Thus she decided to just stick with it and graduate. After all - there are tons of companies out there that are willing to hire anyone as long as they have a degree. Wait a minute... doesn't that mean that Becky could have stuck with her original major of English and been in the exact same boat as she was now only then she would have a creditable sounding major and in something she truly loved. Why yes it does. Ah the irony.... Pretty much the moral of the story is if you are majoring in something you love - stick with it!
Anyways... so now I'm dealing with a major where I have to sit in classes and pretend to be interested in it and in using it in my future. Great. Ok, so it's not completely horrible - a lot of the information actually is pretty interesting (especially in my cooking classes as if I were to get a job in Hospitality it would be on the restaurant side of things) it's just difficult to be majoring in something that you don't really love. I honestly thought this major was going to be a lot of travel information - learning about destinations and the like - but more than anything it is about how to run hotels. Yeah... don't want to do that! I guess it really would be kind of silly to teach us about different destinations and such as that would be more along the line of being a travel agent and that industry is pretty much non existent (seriously - would you rather call a travel agent or go to travelocity.com?). I dunno... it just adds to the complications of the future lol.
In other news I got the chance to go to Las Vegas yesterday and tour a few hotels - that was fairly exciting. I went down with other people of my major and we were given a behind the scenes tour of two properties. That is something I actually do enjoy about my major - we get the chance to go places and see things that normal guests don't. It was really interesting to see the differences between the two places and to see what really goes on behind the scenes and how things operate. This trip taught me something very valuable - I never want to work in Vegas. I already knew how crazy, dirty, and fast paced Vegas was and this trip only served in confirming it. The people there are seriously insane! That and while Vegas is a fun place to visit I'd never want to live there (sorry to those of you who do). All I can say is that it was nice at the end of the day to be able to leave the city and get away from it all - I know Cedar is small and somewhat podunk-ish but I would rather live here the rest of my life then there - and that's saying something!
Once upon a time there was this girl. Let's call her... Becky. So when Becky was in high school she absolutely loved English; it was her favorite subject. She loved reading and writing (so much so that she even wrote her own novel (which, if you are ever bored completely out of your mind or feel like losing some extra braincells, you can read said novel at http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1367020/1/Alliquen. I'm warning you - do not expect a whole lot). So upon entering college Becky decided what better subject to major in than English? Well, as her first semester progressed and she talked with others of her major she decided that she only had two options with an English degree; She could either teach or write. Deciding that she had neither the patience, desire, or talent to do either of these options she decided it was a good idea to change her major. But to what?
Becky thought back to all the classes she had taken in high school and tried to pinpoint which one she had liked best (besides English). She remembered taking an Accounting class and somewhat enjoying it. Weighing her options she decided to change her major to Accounting (after all it's a more practical major right?).
Flash forward a few semesters.
Becky decided that her memory had been wrong. She hated Accounting. As hard as she tried nothing seemed to connect or stick in her memory. Slightly frustrated she decided it was once again time to change her major. Looking at her credits, she decided to stay in the Business department so that she could still graduate on time. But what to choose? Business Management. Now that seemed like a brilliant idea. It's broad and will look fairly good on a resume.
Flash forward a semester.
Oh how wrong Becky was... This major, while logical, was definitely not going to work out. Economics became her worst enemy and she refused to stay in a degree that would force her to take more of these horrible classes then she had to! There was a problem though... what to do now? She was within 3 semester of graduating and had no desire to start over in a new department - that would mean more years at her college (which, though she loved the people and the atmosphere, was getting so old that she wanted to shoot herself in the foot). So after consulting with her academic advisor, who looked at her credits and let her know what she could do and still graduate on time, Becky decided to go with Hotel, Resort, and Hospitality Management. This was a major where you sat in classes and learned about the hospitality industry: hotels, restaurants, cruise lines, etc. Upon graduation it was then expected that you would go out and become a manager at one of these places. Well, Becky had always loved to travel so she thought - what the hey? This could be exciting.
Flash forward a semester or so.
Becky once again realized how wrong she was. While it did prove interesting to learn about the hospitality industry, Becky realized that she had little desire to get a job in it. Especially after she experienced what it is like to work at a hotel. Granted she had an off experience as the hotel she worked at was owned by a bunch of racist, sexist, cheap-scape lunatics (no exaggeration - they only liked you if you were an Indian, a male, willing to work for nothing, didn't care if you were spied upon, didn't care that they never paid any of their bills on time and were willing to explain to outraged guests why they had no water, could not re-enter their rooms as their key stopped working and the locks wouldn't work - leaving all of their belongings inside and them outside, and why their rooms were dirty although the system said that they were clean. Yeah... talk about a party.) but she still knew that she could not do this. It was way too late in the game, however, for her to change her major once again. Thus she decided to just stick with it and graduate. After all - there are tons of companies out there that are willing to hire anyone as long as they have a degree. Wait a minute... doesn't that mean that Becky could have stuck with her original major of English and been in the exact same boat as she was now only then she would have a creditable sounding major and in something she truly loved. Why yes it does. Ah the irony.... Pretty much the moral of the story is if you are majoring in something you love - stick with it!
Anyways... so now I'm dealing with a major where I have to sit in classes and pretend to be interested in it and in using it in my future. Great. Ok, so it's not completely horrible - a lot of the information actually is pretty interesting (especially in my cooking classes as if I were to get a job in Hospitality it would be on the restaurant side of things) it's just difficult to be majoring in something that you don't really love. I honestly thought this major was going to be a lot of travel information - learning about destinations and the like - but more than anything it is about how to run hotels. Yeah... don't want to do that! I guess it really would be kind of silly to teach us about different destinations and such as that would be more along the line of being a travel agent and that industry is pretty much non existent (seriously - would you rather call a travel agent or go to travelocity.com?). I dunno... it just adds to the complications of the future lol.
In other news I got the chance to go to Las Vegas yesterday and tour a few hotels - that was fairly exciting. I went down with other people of my major and we were given a behind the scenes tour of two properties. That is something I actually do enjoy about my major - we get the chance to go places and see things that normal guests don't. It was really interesting to see the differences between the two places and to see what really goes on behind the scenes and how things operate. This trip taught me something very valuable - I never want to work in Vegas. I already knew how crazy, dirty, and fast paced Vegas was and this trip only served in confirming it. The people there are seriously insane! That and while Vegas is a fun place to visit I'd never want to live there (sorry to those of you who do). All I can say is that it was nice at the end of the day to be able to leave the city and get away from it all - I know Cedar is small and somewhat podunk-ish but I would rather live here the rest of my life then there - and that's saying something!
Monday, September 22, 2008
Of Cars, rain, and Smashmouth...
So this week as I was driving to Walmart I discovered something about my car... its turn signals don't work anymore! They had before and now they didn't. Problem! A bit panicked I called my dad (1. because he's an automechanic of sorts and 2. well... it's his car. My parents are currently using my jeep and I've got their car). Needless to say he wasn't too happy about the situation and started explaining all the things it could be - some of them not being so cheap to fix... Hoping for the best, I got in the car and tested all the things he told me to and we narrowed down the problem. There were only two options left - one of the flasher cylinders was bad or the whole system was bad. One was going to cost $10 to fix and the other about $500... Hoping that it was cheaper of the two, my dad proceeded to tell me to find the flasher cylinders and check if one was broken (one's for the hazards (which worked) and one was for the turn signals (which didn't). Can I just say how slightly frustrating this process is? My dad knows exactly what to look for and where and I have not the slightest clue! The only things I know how to do on a car are check the oil, power steering fluid, antifreeze and air pressure. So telling me to look for a metal bottle cap looking thing under the dashboard doesn't work so well... This is one of those times when I wish I went to school a little closer to home! After much frustration and a little help from the men at Autozone I was able to locate these "flasher cylinders." Which, may I add, was not an easy thing to find! This is the angle I had to be at (reinacted later for the entertainment of my roommates):
New Story! Thursday I had the amazing opportunity to go down to St. George and go to the temple with a few friends. Afterwards we stopped at In-N-Out and had dinner. Which, bytheway, can I just say how overrated that place is? I mean, yes the burgers are good and I love the fries but I can say that of several places. I honestly don't see what the big craze is with In-N-Out. It is just a regular burger place - seriously people! Anyways, moving on... So we were heading back to Cedar, chatting it up and having a good time when I look to our right and see this Semi coming over on us and it's not stopping! Personally I would have freaked out but our driver calmly moved into the shoulder and continued to drive there until the Semi driver finally noticed what he was doing and moved back. Um... scary!! All I can say is we are darn lucky that the shoulder was wide enough to drive on - the funny thing? There was a cop right behind us and he didn't do anything! Hello! Thanks a lot...
So when get back to Cedar we go our seperate ways. Well I'm sitting at home, settling in for the night, when my friend comes over and we decide to go over to the Student Center to buy a Homecoming T-Shirt (I wasn't going to ($3 for a freakin T-shirt! I know that's not bad but the thing is we've never had to pay before!) but my friend had just bought one and they looked pretty awesome). So we get there, buy one, and then we sit around for a bit. Or rather I did... my friend found some of his friends and was chatting with them while I waited. So when we finally start heading back to my house the light drizzle that had been happening all night suddenly changed into a full out down pour! Deciding 'what the heck?' we went out and danced around and played in the rain (which made me happy because it reminded me of moutain rainstorms up at camp and all the counselors going out and playing it :-) ). Needless to say by the time I got back home I was drenched! My roommate came home shortly after and we were feeling a little silly so we started having a random dance party and making videos. For the entertainment/boredom/sucking of brain cells of others I've posted one of them below. I call this "Kate Films While Bryan and Becky Act Like a Bunch of Idiots." Enjoy! Well... at least I know you'll laugh - if nothing else at the awesome stupidity of it all! (Mind you this was shortly after the rain storm so we're still soaked):
After that we went out for hot chocoate, came back home and proceeded to watch stupid videos on the internet. Oh man! We spend way too much time doing that... but! We find some freakin hilarious things! For example, one of my friends introduced me to Neg's Urban Sports - seriously some of the most hilarious videos you will ever watch! Here is one of my favorites:
Friday only continued the excitement when I got the chance to go to a Smashmouth concert! For those of you who don't remember Smashmouth perhaps you'll remember the songs "Allstar" or "Walking on the Sun" or "I'm a Believer". Ah... it's all coming back now right? I felt pretty old school the whole time I was there but it was so amazing! And I loved the group of people I was with - we totally had a blast singing along and rocking out (which, surprisingly enough, is easy to do with Smashmouth - I don't recall them being so "hardcore" awesome!).
As a heads up (or maybe a warning) to all of you awesome Happy Valley people I'll be up that Friday (October 10th) in your neck of the woods by 2pm and am planning on spending a few hours visiting people. In other words - if you guys have time... let me know! I miss you guys and want to see you! Yes - ALL of you Happy Valley people :-)
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New Story! Thursday I had the amazing opportunity to go down to St. George and go to the temple with a few friends. Afterwards we stopped at In-N-Out and had dinner. Which, bytheway, can I just say how overrated that place is? I mean, yes the burgers are good and I love the fries but I can say that of several places. I honestly don't see what the big craze is with In-N-Out. It is just a regular burger place - seriously people! Anyways, moving on... So we were heading back to Cedar, chatting it up and having a good time when I look to our right and see this Semi coming over on us and it's not stopping! Personally I would have freaked out but our driver calmly moved into the shoulder and continued to drive there until the Semi driver finally noticed what he was doing and moved back. Um... scary!! All I can say is we are darn lucky that the shoulder was wide enough to drive on - the funny thing? There was a cop right behind us and he didn't do anything! Hello! Thanks a lot...
So when get back to Cedar we go our seperate ways. Well I'm sitting at home, settling in for the night, when my friend comes over and we decide to go over to the Student Center to buy a Homecoming T-Shirt (I wasn't going to ($3 for a freakin T-shirt! I know that's not bad but the thing is we've never had to pay before!) but my friend had just bought one and they looked pretty awesome). So we get there, buy one, and then we sit around for a bit. Or rather I did... my friend found some of his friends and was chatting with them while I waited. So when we finally start heading back to my house the light drizzle that had been happening all night suddenly changed into a full out down pour! Deciding 'what the heck?' we went out and danced around and played in the rain (which made me happy because it reminded me of moutain rainstorms up at camp and all the counselors going out and playing it :-) ). Needless to say by the time I got back home I was drenched! My roommate came home shortly after and we were feeling a little silly so we started having a random dance party and making videos. For the entertainment/boredom/sucking of brain cells of others I've posted one of them below. I call this "Kate Films While Bryan and Becky Act Like a Bunch of Idiots." Enjoy! Well... at least I know you'll laugh - if nothing else at the awesome stupidity of it all! (Mind you this was shortly after the rain storm so we're still soaked):
As a heads up (or maybe a warning) to all of you awesome Happy Valley people I'll be up that Friday (October 10th) in your neck of the woods by 2pm and am planning on spending a few hours visiting people. In other words - if you guys have time... let me know! I miss you guys and want to see you! Yes - ALL of you Happy Valley people :-)
Monday, September 15, 2008
An exciting weekend in Cedar City - What?! That's possible?
So this weekend was amazing! I really can't recall the last time I've had so much fun in Cedar City! I mean I love this city but to be honest there's nothing to do here... so! To have an entire weekend be exciting is a very rare thing ;-)
It all started on Friday night when we decided to have a little get together at my house. There weren't a lot of people there but that was ok :-) We ordered pizza, talked, danced a bit, and watched a few internet videos. Yay party! I think one of the coolest things about it (not to sound prideful) was that the majority of the party was my idea. For those of you who really know me, know that while I like to have fun I may not always be the most outgoing and sociable person. To my camp friends this might come as a bit of a shock. You see, at camp I am a completely different person. I'm outgoing, loud, adventurous and crazy. I don't know what it is about Trefoil that makes me feel that way but it's definitely a good thing! So I kind of made it my goal at the end of this camp season to be more camp-like at school. IE - I need to stop hiding behind my shy-ness and get out there and be Snickerdoodle not just Becky. Now my close friends already know the "Snickerdoodle" side of me (though it didn't have a name for years. Wow... I just realized I have an alternative personality... that's awesome!). Especially my old roommates. To much of the outside world I am this quiet, somewhat shy person but to them? Well... just ask them! I am anything but! I'm sure there are times they wish I was! Anyways - what I'm trying to say is that Friday was a big step for me in the right direction :-) I'm very proud of myself *pats self on the back*
So a weekend would not be complete without Sunday (wow that was profound... ;-) ). Church was really great. I feel really bad because I'm in the same ward that I was last year only last year I didn't give it much of a chance. My first two years in Cedar City I lived in Juniper Hall (a ghetto fabulous sleep and study dorm). I really got spoiled becase every year the ward would start anew - Juniper didn't really have residents in the summer so all the students that came in the fall were in the same boat of adjusting to a new ward. That being said, the ward was really close. So upon moving out of Juniper into a ward that existed all year round... I was a little unfair. Since the ward was well established there were already friends and cliques. And since I only knew my roommates I didn't try and be too active in my ward... not to say I went inactive - I just never gave the ward a fair shot. I went home quite a bit and visited my other friends wards. Well - upon returning to the same house and thus the same ward this year I was a little nervous. But I decided the best thing to do was to try and forget my past ideas and treat this ward as if it were one of my Juniper wards... it worked. I left church feeling wonderful! Why didn't I give this ward a chance last year? It's amazing! Um wow side tracked... anyways! So church was wonderful, I'm really starting to feel welcome and at home in it.
After Church my roommates and I watched a movie and went to the weekly firside (we had Elder Snow of the Seventy come down! It was great!) After the fireside Bryan came over and taught me how to play Risk. It was great because I've always wanted to learn but have never been given the opportunity... nerdy as it sounds? I loved it! I think I may have found another favorite game to play! Only... since it was my first time my strategy wasn't so great... let's just say I ended up with all my people on Madascar fighting to the death against Bryan's army... Needless to say I didn't make it...
Thus concludes the recap of my awesome weekend. I'm really hopeful more of my weekends in this small town will be just as exciting :-)
It all started on Friday night when we decided to have a little get together at my house. There weren't a lot of people there but that was ok :-) We ordered pizza, talked, danced a bit, and watched a few internet videos. Yay party! I think one of the coolest things about it (not to sound prideful) was that the majority of the party was my idea. For those of you who really know me, know that while I like to have fun I may not always be the most outgoing and sociable person. To my camp friends this might come as a bit of a shock. You see, at camp I am a completely different person. I'm outgoing, loud, adventurous and crazy. I don't know what it is about Trefoil that makes me feel that way but it's definitely a good thing! So I kind of made it my goal at the end of this camp season to be more camp-like at school. IE - I need to stop hiding behind my shy-ness and get out there and be Snickerdoodle not just Becky. Now my close friends already know the "Snickerdoodle" side of me (though it didn't have a name for years. Wow... I just realized I have an alternative personality... that's awesome!). Especially my old roommates. To much of the outside world I am this quiet, somewhat shy person but to them? Well... just ask them! I am anything but! I'm sure there are times they wish I was! Anyways - what I'm trying to say is that Friday was a big step for me in the right direction :-) I'm very proud of myself *pats self on the back*
Dani and me having a bit of a dance party. Yeah we're awesome.
The excitement continued on Saturday when bright and early I accomplished one of my college-long goals. Ever since I was a freshman I'd heard of the Kanarraville Falls hike. I knew of lots of people who'd done it and loved it so I was determined that before I graduated from SUU I would go on this famous hike. Well! Saturday I finally got the chance to do that. Silly though it may be it totally made me happy! And why wouldn't it? Accomplishing goals after a long time is great! So anyways, Saturday Dani and Karina came over and we made the long drive to Kanarraville (all 9 miles ;-) ). Here are a few pictures documenting our amazing journey...
Karina and me starting out
So a weekend would not be complete without Sunday (wow that was profound... ;-) ). Church was really great. I feel really bad because I'm in the same ward that I was last year only last year I didn't give it much of a chance. My first two years in Cedar City I lived in Juniper Hall (a ghetto fabulous sleep and study dorm). I really got spoiled becase every year the ward would start anew - Juniper didn't really have residents in the summer so all the students that came in the fall were in the same boat of adjusting to a new ward. That being said, the ward was really close. So upon moving out of Juniper into a ward that existed all year round... I was a little unfair. Since the ward was well established there were already friends and cliques. And since I only knew my roommates I didn't try and be too active in my ward... not to say I went inactive - I just never gave the ward a fair shot. I went home quite a bit and visited my other friends wards. Well - upon returning to the same house and thus the same ward this year I was a little nervous. But I decided the best thing to do was to try and forget my past ideas and treat this ward as if it were one of my Juniper wards... it worked. I left church feeling wonderful! Why didn't I give this ward a chance last year? It's amazing! Um wow side tracked... anyways! So church was wonderful, I'm really starting to feel welcome and at home in it.
After Church my roommates and I watched a movie and went to the weekly firside (we had Elder Snow of the Seventy come down! It was great!) After the fireside Bryan came over and taught me how to play Risk. It was great because I've always wanted to learn but have never been given the opportunity... nerdy as it sounds? I loved it! I think I may have found another favorite game to play! Only... since it was my first time my strategy wasn't so great... let's just say I ended up with all my people on Madascar fighting to the death against Bryan's army... Needless to say I didn't make it...
Thus concludes the recap of my awesome weekend. I'm really hopeful more of my weekends in this small town will be just as exciting :-)
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Exciting Thursday
Ok so pretty much today has been freak out amazing. Well... not initially... but now it is! Explanation? Ok!
So I have a job where I wake up at 5:30am every morning (shoot me in the foot) and clean the Science Building on Campus for two hours. Not a thrilling job but hey it's work. The cool thing about the job is that it's very repetitive. Yes I said that was the cool thing. It's really cool because as I'm going about tasks it gives my brain a chance to wander and think about things. Now in some instances this is definitely a bad thing (some people I'm sure know what I'm talking about) but for the most part it's amazing! I don't know about you but most of my days are spent being forced to think about certain things and I never really get the chance to sit back and just let my mind go. Yes there are times in class (*gasp* Becky doesn't always pay attention in class? Shocker...) but it's honestly not the same. Anyways! Back to the story - this morning despite my "I don't want to get up and go to work" attitude I went and as I was cleaning a few things became clear in my mind and slowly started to make sense. It was like *bang!* someone just flipped on a light switch! Have you ever had those moments? The answer's right in front of you and you've been looking everywhere else for it?
Anyways, so I left work in a pretty up beat mood. I went to the gym (a good habit I'm trying to acquire and slowly am) and worked my body hard and left feeling refreshed and ready for the day. I get to my first class and I hit the downer. I get get put into a group with this guy who is middle aged, a know it all and has an attitude. Lucky me... We have to find information and give a presentation in class that'll count as a quiz - well! Low and Behold this guy takes charge of the group (shocker) and takes little to no feedback/input from the rest of the group. After everyone's submitted their presentation AND presented it - he still hasn't sent ours and is snapping at anyone who tries to talk to him. Honestly? This is a project that can be done in less than 10 minutes - easily and by now it's been at least an hour - oye! Anyways - lucky for us the teacher is great and agrees to let us present our project next time. Phew!
Then it was on to the library where I couldn't find a computer. Which - can I say? That is one thing this campus seriously needs to work on. I can't tell you how many times you go to the library and can't find a computer and it's not just me because I see at least a dozen people wandering around looking too. So I'm about to give up when someone asks "Are you looking for a computer?" I turn and it's this kid from my service trip to Mexico last fall. "Yeah I am actually." "Well I'm done so you can have mine" *insert hallelujah chorus here* It was so nice! That almost never happens!
After the library I headed over to the student center to and listen to a presentation. This thing is so cool! So there's this program (http://www.isvonline.org/) where students go and volunteer in a country for 2 weeks and then go and have an "adventure" for 2 weeks. And I'm not talking about just site-seeing adventure I mean full on rafting, exploring, horseback riding, scuba diving, rappelling, zip lining through the rain forest kind of adventure! Um hello! Amazing! So I really want to go because:
So moral of the story? I want to go... SO badly! The only thing that's really stopping me is money... it's kind of a pricey thing. It really was a miracle that I was able to go to Europe in '05. A miracle. My extended family, ward members, and family friends were more than generous in donating money to me so that I could go. I honestly can't even begin to describe my love for all of those people! I could never ask them to donate money again - I just don't have it in me. The only way I could do this is if I am a work-a-holic and can maybe get sponsered by local companies - which would be a huge challenge. I wouldn't even know where to begin... Oh! Just so you know - the two places that I want to go would either be to New Zealand or Costa Rica. Given the choice I'd go to New Zealand. Yes it's more expensive and some of the "adventure" activities aren't as cool but um, hello!! It's New Zealand!! I've wanted to go there for SO long and when else will I really get the chance?
So after my grand adventure in learning about this amazing program I headed off to my Honors class. I love that class... It messes with your mind and makes you think! The new TED talk we discussed was "Larry Lessig: the Law is Strangling Creativity" (In case you want to watch it here's the link: http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/larry_lessig_says_the_law_is_strangling_creativity.html) It's insane. It's all about how crazy some of the copy right laws are and that we, in all reality, are just remixing things in our society. For example, you go out to youtube and see a video like say this one:
Funny Right? Well is this thing a violation of copy right laws? People are trying to tell the creators of things like this that it's "piracy" but it's not! Everything that we do is built off of what others have already said or done in some form or another. I don't remember who said it but there's a quote that says "The only man certain he had an original thought was Adam." It's true! We are what others have said or told us. So does that mean when we write an essay for a class that along with citing all of our sources we took our research from, should we have to cite our parents? Our church leaders? Our friends? If you think about it a lot of the conclusions we draw in papers like that are from what others have told us. Are we violating a copy right by not crediting them? Oh man I love that class...
Anyways! I'm off to see what other events will happen today. Wish me luck!
So I have a job where I wake up at 5:30am every morning (shoot me in the foot) and clean the Science Building on Campus for two hours. Not a thrilling job but hey it's work. The cool thing about the job is that it's very repetitive. Yes I said that was the cool thing. It's really cool because as I'm going about tasks it gives my brain a chance to wander and think about things. Now in some instances this is definitely a bad thing (some people I'm sure know what I'm talking about) but for the most part it's amazing! I don't know about you but most of my days are spent being forced to think about certain things and I never really get the chance to sit back and just let my mind go. Yes there are times in class (*gasp* Becky doesn't always pay attention in class? Shocker...) but it's honestly not the same. Anyways! Back to the story - this morning despite my "I don't want to get up and go to work" attitude I went and as I was cleaning a few things became clear in my mind and slowly started to make sense. It was like *bang!* someone just flipped on a light switch! Have you ever had those moments? The answer's right in front of you and you've been looking everywhere else for it?
Anyways, so I left work in a pretty up beat mood. I went to the gym (a good habit I'm trying to acquire and slowly am) and worked my body hard and left feeling refreshed and ready for the day. I get to my first class and I hit the downer. I get get put into a group with this guy who is middle aged, a know it all and has an attitude. Lucky me... We have to find information and give a presentation in class that'll count as a quiz - well! Low and Behold this guy takes charge of the group (shocker) and takes little to no feedback/input from the rest of the group. After everyone's submitted their presentation AND presented it - he still hasn't sent ours and is snapping at anyone who tries to talk to him. Honestly? This is a project that can be done in less than 10 minutes - easily and by now it's been at least an hour - oye! Anyways - lucky for us the teacher is great and agrees to let us present our project next time. Phew!
Then it was on to the library where I couldn't find a computer. Which - can I say? That is one thing this campus seriously needs to work on. I can't tell you how many times you go to the library and can't find a computer and it's not just me because I see at least a dozen people wandering around looking too. So I'm about to give up when someone asks "Are you looking for a computer?" I turn and it's this kid from my service trip to Mexico last fall. "Yeah I am actually." "Well I'm done so you can have mine" *insert hallelujah chorus here* It was so nice! That almost never happens!
After the library I headed over to the student center to and listen to a presentation. This thing is so cool! So there's this program (http://www.isvonline.org/) where students go and volunteer in a country for 2 weeks and then go and have an "adventure" for 2 weeks. And I'm not talking about just site-seeing adventure I mean full on rafting, exploring, horseback riding, scuba diving, rappelling, zip lining through the rain forest kind of adventure! Um hello! Amazing! So I really want to go because:
- How cool would it be to go and volunteer in a country - like help in conservation of endangered species, rebuild houses, help protect the rain forest, teach English to kids and the like. For two weeks! Do you realize how much of a difference you would make? I love it! I did Alternative Winter Break last year and helped with this kind of stuff (minus the animals and rainforest thing) in Mexico and I can't even begin to describe how that made you feel. Honestly one person really CAN make a difference.
- It's a foreign country. I don't know about you but I LOVE to travel and don't really get to do it a whole lot. I was so lucky to get the chance to go to Europe after high school as a student ambassador and it really changed my life. It is so amazing to go to a different country and see the sites, meet the people and just live! Granted I'm really not the kind of person who would just be like "See ya I'm going to Russia for a week!" I'm very much one of those people who likes to go see things but with a group... call it issues but whatever. I love to travel and see new things.
- Holy Adventure. I was reading about the different things you'd get to do and it's stuff that is seriously exciting! Those who know me know I'm not much of a "Let's go jump in a river and go White Water Rafting" or "You have rope? Let's go rapelling off that huge cliff." Nonetheless - to get the chance to do some of the things they're offering would be life changing. They're things people only dream of doing and you'd get to do them - lots of them! - with in a two week span of time. Can life get better? I submit that it cannot!
So moral of the story? I want to go... SO badly! The only thing that's really stopping me is money... it's kind of a pricey thing. It really was a miracle that I was able to go to Europe in '05. A miracle. My extended family, ward members, and family friends were more than generous in donating money to me so that I could go. I honestly can't even begin to describe my love for all of those people! I could never ask them to donate money again - I just don't have it in me. The only way I could do this is if I am a work-a-holic and can maybe get sponsered by local companies - which would be a huge challenge. I wouldn't even know where to begin... Oh! Just so you know - the two places that I want to go would either be to New Zealand or Costa Rica. Given the choice I'd go to New Zealand. Yes it's more expensive and some of the "adventure" activities aren't as cool but um, hello!! It's New Zealand!! I've wanted to go there for SO long and when else will I really get the chance?
So after my grand adventure in learning about this amazing program I headed off to my Honors class. I love that class... It messes with your mind and makes you think! The new TED talk we discussed was "Larry Lessig: the Law is Strangling Creativity" (In case you want to watch it here's the link: http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/larry_lessig_says_the_law_is_strangling_creativity.html) It's insane. It's all about how crazy some of the copy right laws are and that we, in all reality, are just remixing things in our society. For example, you go out to youtube and see a video like say this one:
Funny Right? Well is this thing a violation of copy right laws? People are trying to tell the creators of things like this that it's "piracy" but it's not! Everything that we do is built off of what others have already said or done in some form or another. I don't remember who said it but there's a quote that says "The only man certain he had an original thought was Adam." It's true! We are what others have said or told us. So does that mean when we write an essay for a class that along with citing all of our sources we took our research from, should we have to cite our parents? Our church leaders? Our friends? If you think about it a lot of the conclusions we draw in papers like that are from what others have told us. Are we violating a copy right by not crediting them? Oh man I love that class...
Anyways! I'm off to see what other events will happen today. Wish me luck!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Giving in...
Well here I am. I've finally joined the world of blogging. It's something I've been avoiding for years and now I've at last given in. I'm not sure why I waited so long or what the big deal was but I'm here now and that's all that matters. Right?
So my final deciding factor for "giving in" was Dani... well really my Honors class... but we'll just say Dani so she feels special. In my class we're supposed to be tracking our thoughts throughout the semester and present all of our random connections to the class as our final project. Dani thought it would be a good idea to create a blog to track the mind process. Inspired by her brilliance I have decided to follow in her footsteps (which is really hard considering my feet are twice as big as hers!).
Anyways! So my Honors class seriously has to be one of the most amazing classes ever offered. The class involves watching lectures online (http://www.ted.com/) and then discussing them in class. These lectures, however, are not your typical sit-in-class-wanting-to-chew-your-leg-off kind of lectures. They are actually really exciting! The people giving the lectures have 18 minutes to talk about whatever they'd like and believe me it gets interesting! For example, in our first class we experienced this TED talk :
So my final deciding factor for "giving in" was Dani... well really my Honors class... but we'll just say Dani so she feels special. In my class we're supposed to be tracking our thoughts throughout the semester and present all of our random connections to the class as our final project. Dani thought it would be a good idea to create a blog to track the mind process. Inspired by her brilliance I have decided to follow in her footsteps (which is really hard considering my feet are twice as big as hers!).
Anyways! So my Honors class seriously has to be one of the most amazing classes ever offered. The class involves watching lectures online (http://www.ted.com/) and then discussing them in class. These lectures, however, are not your typical sit-in-class-wanting-to-chew-your-leg-off kind of lectures. They are actually really exciting! The people giving the lectures have 18 minutes to talk about whatever they'd like and believe me it gets interesting! For example, in our first class we experienced this TED talk :
http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/rives_on_4_a_m.html
Crazy huh? I love it! Who thinks of these things and finds these kind of connections? Granted I really don't think this guy did this in all seriousness but it really does make you think... How many thing in life ARE connected? How many times have you talked with people only to find you've met them before? Or they know some random person that you do? Or how about events that occur that have some obscure connection to something else? Our world is seriously full of connections and if you really think about it, it can be kinda creepy. Maybe Rives really isn't too far off from the truth.
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