The door approach

My mom thinks that bullet bikes are dangerous; however, she has no idea how dangerous night classes are. Almost every time I walk home, I get hit by nearly three cars crossing the cross walks! I'm at a pivot in my life where I have to decide if my life is more important than my education.
Throughout the day, hundreds of students huddle through doors. Either on their way to biology, to the bathroom, or to work, a door must be opened and closed. It is interesting to note the different way people approach these doors. Many techniques come to mind; first, the slither approach. Feeling like James Bond, a person can time the swing of the door to just barely slither on through. Second, there is the gentlemen approach, where a Christain man will take time out of his busy day to stand outside and hold the door open. The question is, is how long do you actually hold the door? What is the lady limit? How many girls do you let in before you let yourself in and shut it? Opposite to the gentlemen approach, there is the every man for himself approach. This approach includes a man walking through a door, and choosing not to look behind him. That way, he is not accountable for the females left on the other side of the door. The most strange door approach, is the role swap. A girl decides to take the reign in her own hands and opens the door for a man! Its hard walking through those kinds of doors. As your education continues at BYU I hope that many doors are left open to you.

Happy Chinese New Year

It's that time of year again; I'm not talking about the Olympics, I am talking about the Chinese new year! My oriental friend invited me for a feast at an authentic Chinese restaurant. I replaced my tarnished fork with a pair of chopsticks, pounded down some fish, fried egg soup, and successfully slurped down a raw oyster with out the American buffers;i.e: butter and salt. As for the rest, I actually don't have any idea what it was I partook in. After eating the healthiest meal of my life, I graced 17 Chinese people by singing "Holla back Girl" on karaoke.
So, recently everyone has been using the word, "swagger" and honestly, I don't think anyone but Tupac knows what that means.
Another Sunday moment coming right at you! This Sunday we were informed that the Young Ambassadors from BYU were a day away from opening China to Mormon missionaries . . . once again I did not say amen.
Omh, I bombed that grammar test! I will never be President of BYUSA or a mission president, or a CEO or a McDonald worker, and cross out my chances of ruling the country!
On a lighter note, I called one of my recent converts to learn that she has been made President of the Apostolic Lutheran Church, all the best wishes Terry!
I'm excited for Tuesdays devotional; I am fully expecting the Lords Prayer to start and finish the devotional.

take one down pass it around....

There I was, standing in the line at Chevron regreting every ounce of this assignment. Of course I waited until the last day (and hour) to complete this assignment. I stood in line, origionally my intentions was to buy some gum, get enough gas in my tank to take me to Provo. Out of no where this little bird who looked just like Shayne Clarke appeared on my shoulder and reminded me to buy something a little extra to pass out as gift. The cashier was scanning all my munches like there was no tomorrow, before I could let the moment slip by I threw the first thing I saw into my stash... a statue of liberty liter. Great, I thought, I bet this cashier works in my ward and thinks I smoke; over night the news will fly through a complicated network of people and my mom will be packing my bags for me in the morning. Instead of thanking the cashier, and taking a last glance at the girl magazines, I turned to the lady behind me, stuck out my hand and said, here, happy belated valentines day! Why I said that I do not know, she was clearly double my age andf had her two kids standing next to her; they looked at me like I was going to sign their next child supporting checks. The lady actually loved her gift! then again she was wearing a black Nine Inch Nails sweatshirt, had everything but her eyeballs peirced. This assignment went from awkward, to warm feelings in my heart for helping a smoker in need. Thanks MComm, she may never understand what, and why and who I am, but this assignment might have affected generations to come.

books are for crooks

I is scarred four this grammer test, Us friends had have been studying foura long time's. I and other people dont feel comfortible using specific grammatical rules: such as (using commas: when to we's capitolize?". %50 would not make me and my feelings that I feel-good. O'whale, we shall sea what happins).
My birthday came early this year, I got a laptop for school! I've basically been amish these past few semesters, using the libraries computers. You know, the ones with the greasy keyboards originating from the student who last sat there (who I highly believe picked their nose and whipped it on each letter).
I was peer pressured into renting Halloween this weekend, all I have to say is if it is rated R in 1973, it is still rated R.
I am attempting to grow out a shag, my first one! I have entered the "wing" phase, I sing Kelly Clarkson's "I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly" song, everytime I flip the wings over my ears.
I'm happy to say my moms and my relationship have sky rocketed thanks to a new I-phone application called "Words with Friends." Basically its scrabble online; while my mom waits for me to think up a word, she joins an additional online game with a complete stranger and uses the chat icon to talk trash, I love her.
Do you ever clear your throat and then someone near you clears their throat quickly after? I never know if they are mocking me or if they had flem lodged in their esophogaus at the same time?? I will never know!