Oh, Happy Day!

So... I was sick today. Not ok.
I decided, for the greater good, to spend one day getting better and rather than fight it off for a week. And fill myself with western medication and lots of fluids.

So I slept. Until about 1:49. At which point I got ready for devotional. Not typical of me. I'm more of an "early to bed, early to rise" kind of person. I didn't want to share my germs, though. So I didn't go to class.

All people feeling non-mushy, feel free to skip the next paragraph.
There's this guy. He makes my heart feel like this:


He's very sweet. A real live southern gentleman. His name is Robert. Except that we're kind of in a long distance relationship. But not really. He just lives a few blocks down. But we're both engineers. So we see each other when we don't have homework. Quite frankly, we aren't very productive when we're together. He's just really fun. So we only see each other when both of us have free time. Basically, weekends and devotional. Neither of us particularly enjoy how little  time we spend together, but it really is very good for both of us.

Ok, mushiness over.
In other news, I have amazing friends. My roommate texted my visiting teacher Cordelia Wetzker (who happens to be a Computer Engineer and a very good friend) and told her that I was sick. She came with lemon bars and two other of my good friends, Nolan Moore and Erika Frandsen. Nolan brought his Uno cards, and they played with my and chatted for a while. So great. By then I was feeling so much better.

Then Erika and Nolan left to go work, and I started dinner. Homemade rolls and corn potato chowder. We all rotate making dinner in the apartment. It's really nice. Robert came for dinner tonight. He makes me smile. Also, dinner basically tasted like this:
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Pretty tasty, if I do say so myself.


For now, off to bed. Sweet dreams.

Dance-Walking

So... my roommates and I were going to do a workout video tonight, but the lounge was taken and apparently those living below us do not take kindly to people jumping in unison above them. 

I know. I don't understand it either. Also, I wanted an excuse to include David Tennant. No big deal.So my roommate suggested we follow this plan: 

It was actually a decent work out, and fun. Although I may have looked a little like this. 

No big deal. Who needs pride? It was fun, dancing "downtown". 

On a more serious note, we had a Q&A with this guy for Family Home Evening tonight: 

It was wonderful. I love learning from the president of the university, a member of the 70, former dean at Harvard, and such an altogether brilliant man. Here are some cool things I learned: 

Q: Why does the Lord bless some people with different/more gifts than others?

A: The Lord is perfect. Everything he does is just right for that person, and that person's progression and salvation. We can't see the full picture. 

He then talked about a rebellious son he had who once crashed the car at 3AM and then stayed out until 6. He spent a lot of time asking "Why me?". Then he talked about ordaining that same son to be a high priest after he was called to be in the bishopric, and how proud he was and how grateful to have such a son. 

Q: How can we strengthen the university?

A: Don't let the world into your heart, but let the Holy Ghost dwell there. If you have the Spirit with you, not only will the university be great, but your life will be what the Lord wants it to be so that you may be led back to Him. 

Q: How do you tell between your own feelings and the Spirit?
A: Listen. The Holy Ghost is unique. Also, don't worry about it. Just be good. God will guide you. He knows you really well. He knows your strengths and struggles, and He loves you. Study it out. The Lord will give you answers. There are three possible answers: Yes, No, and no answer. If there isn't an answer, and your decision is in accordance with revealed truth and seems good, do it. You'll know if it's good. The Lord won't let you wander astray. 

There were lots more, but it's past my bedtime. I'll try to finish tomorrow. 

The English Paper
I am literate in binary. 1s and 0s. There's a correct answer to achieve. Not so in English. English is about emotions, making something abstract as words combine together. No on/off switch. Just a paper due in the morning.

Anyway, I'm not in the mood to write. So I did what any engineer in this situation would - I procrastinated. Then I went to Google. The first result informed me the best way to get in the mood to write is writing itself. I decided to write. But I don't want to write anything less-than-perfect on my paper, so I decided to start a blog instead. This obviously isn't graded. Thank goodness.
I guess you should know about me. That is the next logical step.



I'm a female, studying Electrical Engineering. This is my third semester, with no intention of quitting anytime soon. I love learning, and I L-O-V-E circuits. They make my heart sing. I am very intelligent in a very specific way. I made a 33 on my ACT, but have difficulty figuring out sarcasm. Being a real-life genius isn't quite like the movies. I have hair so tame my roommates are jealous, and am so lacking in common sense that I am 20 years away from the stereotypical absent-minded professor. This doesn't lead to moments of comedy, just painful embarrassment. I am pretty good at faking socialization skills, but all skills are pretend. I am analyzing, every moment of every interaction. I have complex algorithms build in my mind, created by experience and guiding me to my next statement.

On to my classes. I know what you're thinking: "So many guys! Your dating life must be spectacular!" Not so. Most of the guys that are comfortable enough to speak to girls already wear the left-hand hardware. Most of the single ones are more like this:



If you're looking for this picture, just google "stereotypical engineering student". Huzzah. Are my sisters as smart as me? No. They're smarter. My youngest sister beat me at chess when she was 6 and I was 16. When my next-to-youngest-sister was in 3rd grade, a reading comprehension test came along. After she flew through all the materials, someone opened a college textbook. She still understood perfectly. We are all overachievers, in every sense of the word.

I'm in the mood for writing my paper now. I'll post again... eventually.
Live long and prosper.