Mr. Roboto

BEHOLD MY FIRST SNOWMAN
His name is Herman Roboto Jones... Mr. Jones for short.

This is my crack team of Snowman builders.

Taggart, the ever tactful packer of snow.

Robbie, who trekked miles to roll the snow that now makes up Mr. Jones' torso.

And Ben, the very sleepy, who due to excessive finals related stress did not really participate in the building portion, but did come up with the idea to give Herman antennae.

Me and my Creation.

It's ALIVE! Mua haha ha ha!

I love him so

PS. Getting overexcited + Jumping up and down in deep snow = Fall on your butt :P

ps. NEW HAIRCUT

On a whim I decided to cut my hair.
And of course, I didn't go the normal route. I sat myself down in front of my bedroom mirror, grabbed a pair of kitchen scissors and went at it.

DISCLAIMER! DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!

What I originally intended to be 2 inches turned into about 8 or 9... When I went to Rachel to clean up what I had done, she wisely suggested that we go to a professional.
She had to take of another 3-4 inches, but managed to salvage some hair :P

This was my inital reaction...

What!? It's really gone!?

Well, I guess it's not so bad... I think I like it :)

Hahaha, like it?

It just goes to show that a little spontaneity goes a long way. I never would have had the courage to do this on my own... but I love it.

The Boy

I've been avoiding blogging for a while now, especially about a certain development in my life. I figured today (mostly out of sheer boredom) that I should just bite the bullet and BLOG. I guess I will take this opportunity to confirm the rumors that I'm sure have been circulating...

Meet Ben.

We met in our Family Home Evening group.
He was shy...

and I was loud...

so, of course it was a little while before we got to talking.
What finally brought us together was my fully stocked kitchen and his bottomless pit of a stomach. So, we started hanging out.
Lo and behold, the day before Homecoming I found this outside my door.
He defineitely gets points for creativity.

That was October 10th, and we've been dating ever since.

:)

Documentation for November 21st

For the last couple of weeks we have been working on our Disciple-Scholar presentations. My group has been assigned the idea of expecting resistance and overcoming it. We were asked to choose someone who represents this. We decided on Job from the Old Testament. Job was an awesome disciple, he followed the word of God and was greatly blessed for it. In spite of this he was visited with great trials. He was afflicted with illness, his family died, and he lost his home and possessions all in one fell swoop. However Job did not give in to his trials. He accepted what had happened to him and he never turned his back on God, as many would in such a situation. I have tried to remember this in my life daily so that I can better become a true Disciple-Scholar. I have experienced my fair share of trials, but I think that my greatest accomplishment in life has been to accept and overcome them. My father died when I was very young. One day he was a little sick and the next I was told he only had a few months to live, not an easy thing to process for a seven-year-old daddy’s girl. His illness was difficult, and things have not been easy in the years following. I don’t think you can comprehend just how much the untimely death of a family member effects those left behind unless you experience it for yourself. It has rippled through my extended family as well, none of us realized just how much of an influence my father had on us all until he was gone. However difficult it may be, I do not wish that it had happened any other way. I am surprised by the confidence and peace with which I can say this. I know that it was never meant to be any other way, life has a plan and a course and this is just how it was meant to be, for all of us. We all had something to learn from this, including my Dad. I know that I would not be anything near the person I am today if it wasn’t for what happened. It taught me to be strong, to withstand sadness and come out the other side with a smile on my face. It taught me to be compassionate, at a young age you are prone to think of only yourself, I learned quickly that I was not the only one who lost somebody. It taught me to be self sufficient, there was not man of the house for me growing up and fairly quickly I learned to fill in where he left off. Mowing the lawn, fixing sprinkler heads, sanding tables, re-finishing wood, setting up electronics, tearing out tile, putting together furniture, you name it, I’m proud to say I did it. Also it taught me to ask for help when I need it. All those things I listed before, many I could not learn on my own. I still remember my home teacher showing me how to use the lawn mower, and then taking me to the hardware store and showing me how to fix all the sprinkler heads I broke! I’m still learning how to ask for help, I’m not terribly good at it, but I never said I was done learning! It really sucks that I didn’t get to grow up with my Dad, it sucks even more that my sisters had to lose him too and that my Mom had to raise three girls on her own. I’m not saying that it doesn’t make me sad sometimes, just that I’m grateful for what it has taught me. There is always a reason for the trials we face, they may seem unfair, and they may seem pointless or cruel, but there is a rhyme and reason to it, we just may not see it yet. When I think of my life, I’m proud. I’m proud of my family for sticking together like we have, and I’m proud of myself for the role that I have had in that. I know that there is plenty more to come, whether it be in relation to this or if it’s something entirely new, but I also know that I will take it head on and I will not let it shake me. I have been well prepared for anything that will come my way, and I am so grateful for that.

Documentation for November 7th

For this week’s documentation we were asked to write about one of the goals of a Disciple Scholar, keeping commitments. I have actually learned a lot about this in the last few weeks. Keeping commitments has always been a difficult thing for me, and something I have always wished I was better at. In my Freshman Seminar class our ongoing documentation assignments have helped me the most. Since we are supposed to document every week we have to take the initiative to remember it on our own without any reminder. I was suprised by how easy it is to forget! This assignment is really helpful in teaching me to keep my commitments because I can easily look back and see wether I was sucessful or not. In life you aren't always able to look back at your progress so easily. Keeping my commitment to document is not only important for a grade, but it's also sentimental. I love that this will always be around for me to remember my first semester at BYU and I will be so disappointed if I go to look back at it someday and there are weeks missing, or hastily done. Learning to keep my commitments is so important and will be invalueable in my life. I'm so glad I have been given this chance to make better habits.

Halloween with the Boys

College life has been full of surprises, among them I have realized that boys make way better friends than girls! Here are some snapshots of Halloween with my boys :)

This is my other Jack-o-Lantern that I carved at Rachel's house. Pretty sweet huh?

Looking for happiness in all the wrong places Robbie the pirate, and Taggart the emo teenager :P

Ben had his eyes closed, so we cropped him out :P


Ben and Robbie watching a movie at my place.

Documentation for October 31st

Well, this week I'm not really sure what to document about. Nobody else seems to know either, so this should be interesting.

This week has gone by so fast! First on Monday we had FHE Pumpkin Carving (let's just add that post on as part of this week's documentation)
Then, on Tuesday I finished my second draft of my Rhetorical Analysis for English 150. It will be the second paper I write for that class, and is supposedly the hardest. I havn't had much trouble with it, and I hope that means that I am doing well. I have a consultation with my English teacher on Tuesday of next week, so I should find out then. We are required to go to the Writing Center in the JKB for all our papers except for the last one so that we have experience with it and get to decide wether we like it or not. I think it is most helpful as a final revision, last time they helped me a lot by going through and tying up all the loose ends. It must have worked well becuase I got a 98/100!
I think I'm going to take another writing class next semester, my teacher seems to think I have a knack for it, and I am really growing to enjoy it.
As for my other classes, not much is new. In my Humanities class we have moved into the Art History unit. Right now we are focusing on the predominantly Christian works of the Middle Ages. Anthropology also, never ceases to impress and interest me. We are now reading a antropological study written by my professor called The Place of Stunted Ironwood Trees.
With all that I'm trying my best to live up to the expectations of a Disciple Scholar. One place where I think I have improved most significantly is in accepting correction. Especially with my student teacher consultations and visits to the writing center, I am finding that it is nothing to be afraid of.
Well, until next time... I hope this was moderately interesting!