quote of however-long-I-feel-like:

Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things - trees and grass and sun and moon and stars.

Suppose we have.

Then all I can say is that, in any case, the made - up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones.

-Puddleglum, The Silver Chair

Saturday, September 20, 2008

My bad.

So, I meant to update at least once a week... but I didn't. Sorry. 

I've been working, and it's a blast. I love it. I make pasta, and my uniform is hilarious! I'll upload a picture next week. I've got to say that my favorite class is golf. We haven't actually worked on driving yet so I'm kinda scared to go and play a round. 

My next favorite class is Pearl of Great Price, my teacher is what people would call a gentle giant. HE'S FREAKING HUGE!!! But he is a great story teller. 

Time to address the rumors of a boy... 

There was potential, but then I got really bored/annoyed. 

The end. 

On Wednesday the guys found out I had pepper spray, and they voted that Dallin should be the one sprayed. Well, they tried his arm and the results weren't extreme enough for them, so he decided to spray his hand and lick it. 

If you can't see it, his tongue is bright orange.

Much better. This then inspired them to order a taser (what's with guys and pain?) from a website I found. So in about 4 business days, I should have some awesome videos to upload. They all want to try it on themselves. Idiots. 

Friday night I was walking to the creamery by Heritage with a friend to get apple juice when a car with a ton of people pulled up, and said we should hop in. First, we knew they were kidding, and there wasn't any room anyways. Well it turns out they weren't kidding, so we got in. 14 people in a 5 passenger car. Wow. We went around the block , and then split before the po-po got too close. They then invited us to go cow tipping... we drove around in separate cars for like 2 hours. But no luck, we only found sheep and horses. We went to their place and we had a bacon party at Wyview. They are crazy. 

We beat Wyoming so badly on Saturday it was boring. I left early, realized that I had locked myself out of my dorm, and went to Heritage to chill with some guy friends (one of which looks like Cameron from Ferris Bueller's Day Off). They found out I had brought my wii, so they demanded that I go get it. Which I did after I interrupted my RA's nap. We played Super Smash Brothers, and after Kyle went undefeated for 20 rounds in a row, we switched to Mario Kart. It was fun. 

I went home before midnight, hoping to get some sleep... But at 10 I got a call saying there was a gallon chugging challenge going on at Heritage at 10:30. 
How can you pass up an opportunity of watching 6 guys vomit a gallon of milk? It was nasty. 
They used trash bags and held them up when they were finished... So much milk... It smelled rancid.
 The bags spilled a couple of times... Let me say, I'm glad I'm not living in Whitney Hall... ugh.

Later tonight I should be going to family dinner at the Jex's. Anne makes amazing rolls!

That's about it for now. I'll try and keep up with this. 

3 shout outs:

The Martone Memories said...

Guys are dumb-enough said!

Milk=Gross coming back up, once again, guys are dumb!

Sounds like you are having way to much fun.

Tip a cow for me!

Jen said...

You are having too much fun!! NO FAIR! LOL, jk! This entire post cracked me up! I was ROFLOL. . . . running running running. . . ROF LOL! running running running!

Wait, don't tell me you forgot this like your mom did! LOL!

Jules said...

Okay so that is sooo disgusting! I was dry heaving just telling Ashley about this. Too funny!