Ode to Matt

Sunday night I went home to Mom, Matt, and Dad. I took a long nap on my old bed in my old room. (which is really like how celebrities have two houses, I have two rooms, everything is in tact and I still own that room) I woke up after the sun went down, to Matt asking if I was awake yet. He got on the bed with me and we chatted and laughed while I tried to gain conherence. I did wake up over the course of the conversation. What followed is possibly one of my favorite moments in all the moments I've experienced. We chatted and laughed about Matt's swine flu, and not eating for three days, and all the accompanying symptoms that would just not be polite to describe here. We both sighed and layed there in silence for a few seconds.

Matt: (sigh) "I just, want... pizza"

If you are a member of my immediate family you are probably dying right now knowing that this is just proof that there is only one thing on that 17 year-old boy's mind.

Weekend Update

Tuesday-

got some cow manure on my Uggs.

Wednesday-

I went to a symposium at USU, besides being bored out of my mind for two and half hours, the symposium was catered. I almost cried when they had coke products with caffeine. I really need to get out more. Oh and I saw a boy with hair past his ears and I thought he was really good looking, then I felt guilty. So I cleared everything up with my Bishop, and he said I can stay at BYU.

I saw Wicked. It was awesome, just like everyone's facebook status says.

Thursday-

????

Friday-

Wrote a 20 page statisitics final essay.

Saturday-

Set my alarm for 4 am so I could study for my chemical reaction engineering final. (you realize I write the actual title of the class, instead of kinetics so you think I sound smart right?) I woke up at 6:45 am when my body told me to, and went to my final with..... NO MAKEUP. First time I was seen on campus like that. It was sort of a personal defeat.

Napped to Deathcab tunes.

5 Guys Burgers and Fries with the family, and planning the itinerary for our trip.

In bed by 2 am.

Sunday-

First time someone left me in charge of the Relief Society meeting. The teacher explained how it was difficult for her family to accept that her mother was pregnant again, but it brought them closer together. She then said "my mom didn't end up having the baby, she had an aborti.... I mean a miscarriage!" I'd like to think to this was only a coincidence.

My niece was blessed and I ate a lot of food. 

Conference = Glorious Uplifting Moments (naps)

I got some sushi on Friday. Boy, did I get some. All you can eat baby. 

As for conference, I was sitting in the second balcony, and I struggled a bit to stay awake. Then suddenly, they had everyone stand up for the rest hymn at 3. Oh my bad. I turned and looked at Todd, who looked like a mirror image of confusion. 

"Todd were you sleeping?"

"Yes. Were you?"

"Oh yeah."

We both pulled it together for the second hour, but by the time we got on trax to go home, we were borderline delusional from being so tired. We just stared at everyone around us, including eachother, with confused looks on our faces.

The highlight of my weekend was sleeping over at my parents. I had so much fun laughing with Matt. And oh yes there was twilight watching. And Garrett is just my favorite person next to mom. 

The two best moments were when I worked it with Josh's roommate, only to find out that he was my cousin. I kept working it, because I knew everyone was joking. Well apparently he really is my third cousin or something. What a bust! And speaking of incest (the game the whole family can play as Josh would say) I was working on homework yesterday with headphones in, when I thought I heard a knock on the door. I thought oh great it's that guy in my ward I'm avoiding. Deep breath. Walk to the door. Look through the peephole. It is a boy, only he's a tall brunette, who is actually attractive. Yeah DEFINITELY doesn't live in THIS ward... fix my hair, open the door. It's my little brother Matt.  I was so excited and surprised to see him. 

Blogging from the Harold B. Lee...

I just finished a four hour test, and I don't want to walk home in the cold, so I'm stalling.

That skirt experiment died when I forgot to dress up last Friday. 

Also, my new thing of doing well on tests died with the two I took this week. On a positive note, I am going to conference on Saturday. There's just something about it that makes it worth the nearly two hour drive when you add in the time it takes to pick up tickets and park the car. I'm excited.

I was talking to a friend of mine who happens to be in graduate school here in Zion, studying psychology. He told me that worry can be maladaptive. It can motivate you to get something done in a shorter amount of time, or be more careful, but if it gets out of hand it can create an environment that prohibits you from solving problems. (I won't even get into why this would be a problem even strictly within my major) It clicked so fast. I feel very different than I did on Tuesday. I have definitely made leaps and bounds in the balance department. It's ok to care about homework/school, but there is no need to think that life will never go on if I am late for the 20th time to kinetics. Basically, I'm a worrier. That's why my friends call me a worrier. I used to get headaches my freshman year here at BYU, I went to a stress management lab on campus and after many weeks I realized all my worry have physiological affects, and that I can actually control those physical reactions with my thoughts. Two years later, I needed someone to tell me that again. And it's a good thing, because those problem solving skills that I have a little better grip on since Tuesday, have come in handy in this whole life thing.

Let's see if I can get some sushi after conference.