Sunday, December 12, 2010

My Last Will and Testement.

This is the last week of my excruciating and dismal semester. Schedule: Monday 11-2: Mineralogy, Tuesday 7-10pm: Calculus 2, Wednesday 11-2: Geologic communications, and Wednesday night: Doctrine and Covenants. Three days. Three days and then I'll be done. I just wish that my hardest tests were not the first two days. I have hardly studied for them, and am scared to death to take them since, specially my mineralogy grade is riding on their finals. But I've come to realization that if I must retake the class then I will do so next year (only offered in the Fall). I don't deserve a good grade in Mineralogy, I now know I could have done more and studied harder during the semester, but my attention came too late to save my grade. And now I will pay the price for my stupidity.
On a good note, both my Home Teachers and Visiting teachers are going to bring me cheer-me-up sweets this week. I asked for brownies tomorrow night since that will be my most depressed night. My visiting teachie, doesn't go to school, but she is having a rough time right now, and so she said that her favorite sweet treat was something chocolate from Cocoa Bean Cupcake Cafe. It's costly for such a small cupcake, but the Mexican Chocolate (shown Left) looks simply delightful.
Another delightfully sweet thing in my life right now, is a man named Austin. Before you get too excited, he is not my boyfriend. Far from that actually. He happens to be my co-worker for TA'ing Doctrine and Covenants and Marriage Prep classes. I promised him that I would put him a favorable light so let's see if I can be nice for once. He's introduced me some things like Brandon Flowers which now happens to be one of my favorite musical artists. And apparently, up in Salt Lake City, you can take curling lessons for nine dollars a person. It's fun or so I've been told. He and a few friends threw a "Roktoberfest" at the end of October, sadly I did not go, but the next day I heard and saw all about it. I was bummed out since it sounded like a ton of fun. They had chicken catching, and flip cup contests. I was too cowardly to go by myself, and because of that, I missed out on a night to remember. Oh well. And so, I felt that today I would write about him since he has helped get through my hum drum life and put a smile on my face more than once this semester. Thanks. This is a picture of him from Thanksgiving this year. He came down the stairs with his Mexi-stach where his Mother promptly told him to go back upstairs or else he will give his grandmother a heart attack if she saw him like that. Or at least that is what I thought he said. Was that nice enough?