Tuesday, October 26, 2010

iHear, iShare

I love music. I love it alot. I hear some songs and I stop whatever I'm doing and listen because they're awesome. I wanted to share a few of my current favorites and some that will never get old.

New Additions:
Heartbeats - John Gonzalez
Skinny Love - Bon Iver
Blood Bank - Bon Iver
Sitting on the Dock of the Bay - Sara Bareilles
Hallelujah - MaMuse
Farewell - Rosie Thomas
Sugarcane - Missy Higgins
Crossfire - Brandon Flowers
Us - Regina Spektor
Eveningland - Hem
Doubting Thomas - Nickel Creek
I Was Made for Sunny Days - The Weepies
Lost - Coldplay and Jay Z

Never Get Old:
Breakable - Ingrid Michaelson
World Spins Madly On - The Weepies

I hope you all appreciate these as much as I do. If not, well...you're dead to me (in a very real, very legally binding sense).

Friday, October 22, 2010

Early Resolutions

I made a new years resolution that I'm only allowed to dislike (alot) one person per year. Don't worry, I've already got 2010 covered. Let me tell you about this year's prestigious winner:

1) I used to see him about every day and he would ignore me every day (the occasional nod in my direction was the exception). The only time he would actually see me was when he came to hometeach me. And yes, he was my hometeacher. Needless to say, his visits on the last night of the month weren't exactly life changing. Don't worry, my self esteem remains .

2) He wasn't the clear winner for 2010 until an occurrence that took place about two weeks ago. He'd moved out of our ward by this time and I hadn't seen him for a while - maybe I forgot how much of a tool he was. I was walking through the bookstore and having a particularly nice day when I saw him walking towards me. He turned and looked me in the face and I smiled and said hi. He said nothing and turned away. Note: I say hello to people because it's nice, not because I think they're awesome.

3) I was sitting down by a friend (who is a girl) and talking with her at a ward function. He left the group of girls he was talking to and sat down beside this girl, ignored me completely and began a conversation with her that demanded her undivided attention because of continuous questions. I made my exit.

So, without further ado, the 2010 "Waste of Skin" Award goes to the most worthless hometeacher of all time.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Penguin Launchers

I may have stumbled upon another trump card (something you can't help smiling at no matter how messed up your day was). There I was, minding my business and getting ready for the day. I grabbed my box of cheerios and headed for the table with my 2% milk and bowl. I opened the box and began to pour, but I got more than I bargained for. Suddenly there was a "collector's series prize" sitting in my bowl. Shocked, I carefully examined the UFO. Then it hit me: I'm a winner!

I don't know what it is about finding a prize in my cereal box, but I don't plan on getting tired of it anytime soon. I felt like a little kid.

Switching to the (serious) moral: have you ever sung the extra verses to If You Could Hie to Kolob? There is one lyric that says "there is no end to youth". Is your mirror sending you the same message? Probably not (your mirror isn't lying to you, put the hammer down). The truth is our spirit doesn't age with our bodies. Our body decays, but our spirit is eternal. Some people become as stiff, tired and old as their bodies, forgetting they live on after this life. Others mature, but never grow old.

Maturing, I think, means knowing how to respond to every circumstance life presents. Growing old, I think, means forgetting how to play with kids or relate to a teenager. So, maybe I won't be able to jump up and down at the age of 80, but hopefully I'll still giggle when I find a penguin launcher in my cereal.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Kick him in the Shins!

I may or may not be experiencing a funk. In order to counteract this I set a goal last week to exercise every day, instead of the normal one or two days during the week. At 6:30 AM the alarm sounded and my head instantly reminded me how late I'd stayed up. Like a snake in the grass, the thought crept in "well...maybe I could skip exercising just for today...." Fractions of a second later my alarm was reset for some distant time and I was playing cards with Mr. Sandman. (Repeat tuesday - friday) Epic Fail.

After a particularly inspiring weekend I decided to make this goal a reality, whatever the cost. I should've known it would be a fight.

I left a party sunday night before it even started so I'd be in bed by 10:30. I get home and realize my bed sheets are still soaking wet in the washer. Crap. Put them in the drier and get ready for bed in the meantime. I'm not going down that easy. Finally I get to bed at 11:45, bracing myself for the pain I'm going to feel at 6:30.

6:30 - alarm sounds, pain registers, fight through it and begin grabbing my stuff for swimming.
6:35 - goggles are nowhere to be found. I'll have to find my roommate at the library and get them from him. Pool closes at 7:30, I can still make it (pace quickens).
6:40 - Can't find car keys anywhere. Oh wait, there they are...locked inside my car. Slowly sigh and lower my head.

This is the point where my friend told me she kicks satan in the shins and moves on. So, I do.

6:45 - Put on my jogging shoes and go running instead.
7:20 - Arrive home feeling like a million bucks.

Victory!!! However, when I arrived home I got completely ready for the day then fell dead-asleep. So, maybe I missed class...but that'll be my goal for next week.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Rainy days and Sundays never get ME down

Today I was sitting in the chemistry computer lab, surrounded by people that I judged. Maybe it was the uninterrupted gazing at their computers, maybe it was the collective appearance, but the place smelled strongly of nerd. Reluctantly, I entered the room and began working on chemistry. Was I happy? No, not in the strict sense of the term. Mind you, I too am a nerd, but I am fighting the disease. Let's just say this room was crawling with the infection.
I have a list of trump cards in life. By that I mean, no matter how terrible the day is these things will bring a smile to my face. For example: fresh cut grass in the spring, swimming laps, holding babies, a call from my little sister, winning the lottery, watching the three stooges etc. The list is long enough that I find myself smiling alot. While sitting in that sess pool of nerdiness, I experienced two of them.

Somewhere between hydrogen nuclear magnetic resonance and the Canizarro reaction I heard the tell-tale crack of thunder. I. Love. Rain. I ran outside just to sit and watch the rain pour down. As I was walking along I felt the rain seeping into my shoes and laughed out loud. I grew up in rainy washington state, and stuff like that makes me feel like a little kid again.

Before I ditched that room, I heard a girl behind me sigh. I made a comment about how much I loved the rain and she responded "On rainy days, all I want to do is watch 10 Things I Hate About You and eat popcorn." Perhaps I was staring with my mouth open, I can't remember, but sensing I might be judging her, she added "not just any popcorn, kettle corn." Now I'm sure my mouth was open. Breaking the ice, she told me her name was Sunny. I said my name was Louis. She said "This is going to be a great frienship, I can tell." I slowly took out my list of trump cards and added hilarious/crazy asian girls, then I smiled.