The Hill

Today I was biking up a hill that always exhausts me (I’m exhausted easily), and instead of looking at the top of the hill like I usually do, I just looked at the ground. Suddenly it was so much easier and I hardly even noticed that I was going up a hill. This is what my Dad always told me to do when we went biking—just focus what’s right in front of you and don’t worry about the huge hill. He compared it to life: you just take it day by day, minute by minute sometimes, and focus on doing the best you can right now, and don’t get overwhelmed by the big picture or the huge goal you’re trying to accomplish.

Keeping up with the Joneses

I've been looking over my wardrobe and it could definitely use some serious upgrades. But being a poor college students, I really can't afford anything much more than Old Navy or Ross. So I've decided to start a charity fund--for my wardrobe. The only problem is that I'll probably get tons of checks and I hate running to the bank to cash them. So for the sake of practicality I've decided that I just can't accept anything under $1,000. Please feel free to donate :)

Texting

They say that life is full of little ironies, and I'm here to tell you that it's true.
Today in class my professor (who also teaches Junior High) took a break from the prepared lecture and began a discussion about whether technology is a good or a bad thing. I realized that this was a perfect opportunity to send a text I had been thinking about (he wouldn't see me, it's a 200 student class). I got out my phone and found that I had received a text. So I began reading it and became absorbed trying to think of a reply--letting time get away from me a little, until I realized that perhaps the discussion was over and we might be about to start the lecture again. I zoned back in and looked up just in time to hear my teacher tell us mature college students: "Yes one way that technology can be bad is with cell phones in Junior High. I just can't get my eighth graders to take their hands off their texting long enough to pay attention to class." I put away my phone and stayed focused the rest of the class. Like I said, life is full of little ironies.

on why I should wear my glasses

Tonight I was just out walking at dusk and this guy in a suit passed me. Suit, slightly messed hair, and that walk, I would know that walk anywhere! I stopped in my tracks as he passed me, my mouth hung open and then I turned around at him and stared. I guess that I felt the approaching night made me invisible. He sensed me staring at him and turned around and looked back at me.

It was Elder B. from Russia who was on a mission in Russia! He must have been transferred to Provo! And this righteous Elder must have been walking around without a companion, in early evening, on BYU campus! And he’d recognized me too, that’s why he was stopping, to say ‘Hello!’ It was all coming together! (OK, so maybe my ability to think quickly is a little limited.)

The corners of my mouth shot towards the sky and I rushed to meet him, “Elder B. how great to see you!” poised on the tip of my tongue. I got a little closer and to my great astonishment, it wasn’t Elder B. It was a guy who worked at the MTC, who I didn’t know, but had seen around just enough to recognize. I quickly realized my error, and even quicker came up with something witty to say. “I know you” I exclaimed with all the enthusiasm that had been worked up at the thought of Elder B. “You work in the MTC.” He smiled and, without missing a beat, replied “Yes, you work in the MTC too, I forgot your name.” “Well, that’s because we’ve never met, I’m Amy.” I asked his name but in the confusion of the moment quickly forgot it. We paused and established how we had passed each other occasionally and the different departments we had worked at. “OK, so nice to see you; have a good night” I said. “Yes, so nice to see you—was it Tiffany?” “close, Amy” “I knew it ended in a ‘Y’” he said as we began walking our separate ways.

I bet he’ll lie in bed tonight wondering if something about him mysteriously attracts girls, and whether I was hoping for a date.

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