Wednesday, September 23, 2009

"You remind me of a babe..."

I'm following Sarah's lead of naming blog entries after song lyrics. And I felt this was appropriate since I reference David Bowie later on.

So, lets start out and say that class is going fine. Homework is still crazy ridiculous and I'm still not wanting to do it. Oh, and the game was HORRIBLE (lost 28-54) and working it was pretty fun and it felt good to make money after roughly 2 months of not doing so.

Anyways, I'm pretty sure I mentioned breaking my window on this blog. If not, well, I did. About three weeks ago. It was because of this monster bouncy ball that Justyna owns. If you don't believe me when I say "monster" take a look at this:It's HUGE. The size of a softball with the weight of a newborn baby (roughly 7ish pounds). It's a BEAST.
I was chatting with my friend on the phone and playing with this bouncy ball. The glitter inside is so much fun to shake around and the only way it moves is if you shake it and bounce it. So that's what I was doing. Bouncing the giant sparkle ball (I feel like David Bowie in Labyrinth every time I play with this ball!). And I bounce it particularly hard and it bounces once on the ground, bounces again and in slow motion I watch as it sails towards the front window in my apartment and know that it's gonna do something awful. And then the window SHATTERS. Literally shatters. I stop, tell my friend I did something stupid and hang up. It takes about ten minutes for it to sink in: I haven't even been living in the apartment a MONTH and I broke a window. The rest of the night was spent in complete despair. Here's the damage:

Yep. That's the damage. I only broke the first pane of glass and it didn't shatter through to the other side, as you can see. But I've never broken anything like this before. So it was really traumatizing for me! I called Juli and she kept me distracted for the most part and thankfully after that my friends came to the rescue and we watched a movie to get my mind off of things.

The window has since been replaced, and I don't know the cost. They didn't tell me. But that ball is the DEVIL. And I know now that it is capable of destroying lots of things and it should be banished. But it's not. It's sitting on my bed right now. Since I was playing with it. Guess I didn't really learn my lesson.

I was going to post about the two care-packages I got in the last week or so, but this is already lengthy and I should be reading up on US History for my 2.5 hour class tomorrow night (DEATH).

Friday, September 11, 2009

End of Week 2

Okay, so it's the end of my second week of school. This week is slightly more manageable than last week. I feel like I can grasp the homework load if I just manage my time accordingly. Of course, I have to read "The Jungle" in two weeks (25ish pages a day!) and also study in-depth every single religion east of the US and not to mention know the first half of the Book of Mormon like the back of my hand. But I finally have discovered that if I do all that needs to be done during the day, the nights are free for fun and games with my friends.

So, anyways, right now school isn't worrying me. It's my financial crisis, which has always been a perpetual fear since I came out here to Utah. But now it's even more apparent. I'm only working 2 football games this month and the Red Lobster interview I had last week was all for nothing: no open slots, so no job. I have to pay for food, a broken window, and housing by next month and I have no money to my name except a short-term loan I'm supposed to pay off by November and about $80 (not counting the money I'm expecting from my job as a concessions worker). I'm trying to have the optimistic and long-term views I had a few weeks ago about my situation, but it's slowly ebbing away as the need for money is starting to shove itself in my face.

I still have options: I haven't applied to places around Wyview like that Jamba Juice, Denny's, and there's a TGI Fridays pretty close. But since it's near Wyview, I have a feeling that they're already full. But it's worth a shot, especially since I'm out of options. I'm so out of options now that I'm even considering donating plasma and a kidney, and you all know how much I HATE needles. But if my situation is THAT desperate, I will do it, even if I take down a few nurses with me in the process.

The purpose of this post is not to ask for hand-outs. I'm a Lambson and we're too prideful to ask for such things (or at least, I am). I'm only asking for prayers, fastings, anything that you can do spiritually that will uplift me during this hard time. I know this isn't as hard as a lot of other things and that my situation could be worse as in I could be living on the streets or something like that, but it's still a burden to me that it's taking the joy out of my college experience. I wish I could say concessions will be enough. And maybe it will, maybe that's why I haven't gotten a job yet. The Lord is telling me through these rejections that working concessions will be just the work I need to live these next few months. But that isn't reason enough to stop looking and searching.

Well, sorry for a boring post again. I swear the next time I blog it will be slightly more interesting.

P.S. I totally saw JJ Haines from Vocal Point, the famous A Capella group at BYU, at the library. I would've said hi to him if he weren't studying and listening to his iPod whilst doing so. I giggled, though, after I was out of sight.He's the one next to Naomi, the girl in the brown shirt, making a pursed-lip face. Holy crap, he was my FAVORITE in the group, and totally adorable. The only difference from then (2007) and now is that he was wearing different clothes and looked very serious and studious. Oh man, I'm gonna love going to BYU.

Monday, September 7, 2009

School Days

Last week was my first week of college at good ol' Brigham Young University. My schedule is as follows:
Monday
Survey of World Religions: 9:00-10:15 am
Intro to Archaeology: 11:00-11:50 am
World Dance, Beginning: 5:00-6:40 pm

Tuesday
Creativity, Research, Visualization (C.R.V.): 9:00-10:50 am
Book of Mormon: 12:00-12:50 pm

Wednesday
Survey of World Religions: 9:00-10:15 am
Intro to Archaeology: 11:00-11:50 am

Thursday
C.R.V.: 10:00-10:50 am
Book of Mormon: 12:00-12:50 pm
U.S. History since 1877: 5:00-7:30 pm

Friday
Intro to Archaeology: 11:00-11:50 am

And that's all folks! It's a pretty easy-ish schedule in the sense that the most classes I have for two days is 3 classes. But all of them are gonna be HARD. World Religions has 3 really big exams on the religion terms and how it compares and contrasts with the LDS faith. The professor even said it was hard. Archaeology is a lot of papers and reading and name-remembering but if I do all the work, according to the professor, I'll pass with an A. I just have to work hard. CRV is the class I need a B or better in to get into my major and by the looks of it, I have to write two papers every week and there's a final project at the end of the semester in which I pitch a movie idea and we execute it. And for Book of Mormon, I'm having to read the entire first half until Alma 29 in two weeks! And I was talking to a guy who had his class before and the tests are really hard and he got by barely with a B. And then my History class is a lot of reading and comprehension with lots of Blackboard quizzes and comprehensive papers and then a final project in which I write a paper about a 20th century movie made before the year 1990 that was iconic for their time and how it portrayed the controversies of the decade and how it changed America. Dance will be hard in the sense that I'll have to memorize dances and the style and what country it originated from.

So in all, it's gonna be an intense semester but I have a feeling that if I try hard, I'll be able to achieve good grades. If not, I'll transfer over to UM-SL and go with my original plan of majoring in creative writing with a minor in composition. Maybe. It's still in the air if I find my time at BYU isn't quite what I want it to be and I don't succeed. It's not that I'm pessimistic. I'm just preparing for the worst.