Sunday, August 29, 2010

Going Home...

...To Salt Lake, that is.  It was a bit of a strange experience.  Suddenly, there's ten million times more construction.  And I kept noticing things that are different from my apartment.  For example, I was really confused when all of a sudden the silverware organizer thing was blue instead of white, there were no paper towels by the sink, and I didn't have to wash my dishes!  So strange.  I've lived in Logan for a week, but am already so used to being here that going home is super weird because it's so different.  Ridiculous.

I do enjoy going home though.  I had been missing a certain someone very very much, got to see them 3 times, and each time was absolutely wonderful. :)  Unfortunately, I did not get practically any room-cleaning done, which was half the point of going...  But, oh well.  It'll get done.  Eventually.  More of an excuse to go home and see Scott, right??  I really do have reasons for going home other than just seeing Scott, even if he is the main reason.  This time it was supposedly to clean my room, next time it'll be to do appointments and make some money (which really will happen! I am determined to get things done this time!), but in the future, I plan on avoiding my home ward, and being back in time for my student ward.  Today, I sluffed in Young Women's instead of going to Relief Society.  It was the 5th Sunday so Relief Society and Priesthood were combined, and I just really didn't want to go.
I did have a cool opportunity though.  There's an old people's care center up the street, and today I got to go be the chorister for their sacrament meeting.  My ward was in charge of providing speakers, and apparently forgot, so the presiding High Council Members just winged it, and gave some really great talks about the Holy Ghost and true companionship.  And of course, hearing all the old ladies sing was great.  I was also really surprised by the pianist, she had to have been at least 80, but was almost flawless in her playing, and the prelude music was some fairly difficult stuff.  Old people are great.

Last thing.  Tomorrow is the first day of regular classes.  I'm pretty darn excited, but scared at the same time. I don't like homework.  And I suppose i'm a little scared about making friends and stuff, but I know it's really up to me, and all I have to do is go talk to someone, so I'll be fine there.
Alright, if I go to bed right now, I'll actually get 8 hours of sleep! That's different.. I think I'll give it a try. :)


Sunday, August 22, 2010

Church Adventures

So, after a big humongous combined sacrament meeting with the whole stake, we separated into wards, and did introductions and such.  Come to find out, I live across the hall from 3 girls from my junior high.  Small world.  Weirdest of all though, so far, there are three guys in my ward.  Three.  This is going to be a bit strange.
One thing I'm WAY excited for, however, is that at least half of the people, during their introductions about themselves, said they love to sing.  I really really hope we have a ward choir, because it is going to be awesome!!!  It'll probably be a women's choir, but.. Still awesome.  I think it would be SO fun to be the choir director.  I've always wanted to be a choir conductor.  I guess we'll see if I get the chance to be one!

It still doesn't feel like I've moved, even though I've slept here already.  Maybe it will really hit me when all my roommates get here.  So far, it's me, Michelle and Belen, and we each have our own rooms right now.  So, things will get interesting when Rachel, MacKenzie and Jamie move in too!
It's really surprising how much storage space we have!  I didn't think i'd be able to find places for all my stuff, that it'd be really small, but we actually have 2 big closets in the hall, a big walk-in pantry, and lots of drawers and cupboards in the kitchen.  The only that might be pressed for space is the fridge.
Another strange thing, I actually have a desk now!  I'm so used to sitting on my bed with my laptop, but now I actually have a desk and a printer and everything.  It's crazy how much of a different it makes in keeping my room uncluttered.

Basically, everything is pretty awesome so far.  Except for the lack of air conditioning.  Oh geez.  I suppose I should enjoy the heat while I can, but.. I'm dying!!


I Live in Logan Now.

How strange.


Friday, August 20, 2010

Looking Back

Amongst all my packing and cleaning, I've come across all of my school papers from Senior year.  In particular, all of my BILLIONS of worksheets and practice tests from AP Music Theory. Also, I found all of my papers and notes from my final composition.  In finding all this, it hit me.  I am done with Music Theory.  I made it through not one, but two workbooks, hours and hours of ear training, I learned how to play the flute, completed about 10 practice tests, passed my AP test with a 4, the highest score in the class, arranged my own compostion for 5 different instruments, and it actually sounded pretty good.  The thought of all of this is absolutely ridiculous.
I remember sitting in Music Theory the first day, looking at the syllabus, and thinking, "I am going to die."  However, here I am!  I even passed the class with an A, every term.  We started off with 20 or so people the first day, lost at least 5 of those by the second day, and even more in the next two weeks, until we were down to six people.  Amelia, Patrick, Lukayla, Lola, James and me.  We were pretty awesome.  Then, halfway through the year, Patrick graduated early, and Amelia decided she wanted to be in JROTC, because the uniforms were cute.  I still don't understand.  Oh well.  A little while later, Lukayla decided the stress was too much and left as well.  Thus, we were left with the Terrific Three, Emily, James and Lola.  Now, James and Lola are some of my best friends.  I don't see them much, but nonetheless, they are ridiculously awesome.  Lola is now the SBO president at Cottonwood, and James is going to a music school in Denver.
Meeting these two on the first day, I thought Lola was pretty cool, and I was absolutely sure that James was just a dumb druggie guitar player that would never survive the class.  Yet, he exceeded all expectations and completely showed me up in knowledge of chords and chord structure.

So, to wrap up all my random scattered thoughts, basically, when I started Music Theory, I thought it would never be over with, that I could never get it all done.  But, I became an Advanced Procrastinator (what AP really stands for, by the way.) and somehow made it.  I made it.


My Life is Ridiculous.

I move to college in two days.  The very thought of that is absolutely ridiculous.  I honestly don't think it has even hit me yet.  And it probably won't until i lay down to sleep in my new apartment.  I'm terrible at journal writing, so instead, i'm going to try out this blogging thing. 
Right now, it's 2:40 AM and I just don't feel like sleeping.  I am ridiculously excited for college, and at the same time ridiculously terrified.  I do not want to start having to do math homework again.  Statistics? Eww.  I am terrified just at the sound of that word.  Also, I've been kind of a major slacker and haven't worked much recently, so I basically have no money.  I need to work on that one.  
I'm not very excited to move away from most of my friends, and am going to miss them terribly, but at the same time am SO very excited to finally meet my roommates, and start making new friends.  Either way, I think i'll be visiting home about once a week for a while.  

I hope you enjoyed your trip inside Emily's mind, please feel free to visit at any time.