school

so done with school. done in the sense that it wont end for at least 3 more years. I'm done with UVU..... moving on to bigger and better things. moving on up to the U. the air seems a little more fresh up there, the people a little more asian but I can deal with that. I'm pretty the food situation is a little better. no one likes hogi yogi. ehhh.... im done.

HUNGER PAINS!!

OH THE POWER OF THE NEGLECTED BLOG!!!!!

the summer school blues.

let see.... i should really blog some time soon. but school has eaten up all my time. never again will i ever take summer school. its a good thing this rain has washed out everyone's summer activities. if i can't have fun in the sun why should you?

snow

i like the snow so deal with it.

Saturday

My roommate Jon and i decided to go and walk in the MS walk this morning in Salt Lake. i figured i would get out and do something active, even though it woke me up early on a Saturday morning. lucky for me there was plenty of free food along the way. my dad told me there wasn't going to be aid stations along the way but he was wrong. my dad is used to running 100 mile freak races where the next aid station is 20 miles away. after basking in the mass amounts of donuts, muffins, and granola bars i made my way to the finish line. i even got a medal so there you go dad... i finished, ate and got a medal.

in other great Saturday news, i was also fitted for a tux today. our ward is having some sort of a formal night i would clear of this kind of thing but i decided i might as well give it a shot. it was just my luck that they had a nice brown 1970's suit in the back that fit perfectly. (kind of... the first one was a little revealing and tight. i felt much like David Bowie in the Labyrinth) pictures will be posted after on Facebook and on here.

Funny story. so i work with old people. they are always confused, sleepy. and forget everything. the other day i was upstairs at work right by the elevator. one of the residents was trying to go downstairs but forgot what button to push. i asked if she was gong down, she said yes and i pushed the button for the first floor. she thanked me and i waved good bye as the door shut. right after the door closed i ran down stairs and stood right in front of the door before it opened. when it opened i looked at her and said, "you never went down??" she looked at me confused and puzzled and realized that maybe she didn't go down. i started to laugh and then told her i was just kidding. hesitant she got off the elevator. i really shouldn't mess with people that old. karma is going to catch up with me.

Good Morning

There is nothing like waking old people up in the morning. i think its much like a child waking up on Christmas morning. here are my reasons.

1. old people don't know what day it is, so really i could tell them its Christmas.
2. their heart is racing with excitement, from me scaring them by saying GOOD MORNING!!
3. any day is better than being dead.
4. they wake up super early because they don't want to miss breakfast.
5. have you ever been so excited that you messed your pants too?

I've also found out the top ways to scare an old person (not on purpose).

1. whistle.
2. pass them while they are walking.
3. sneeze really loud.
4. act like the handicap doors wont open by pushing the buttons
5. tell them the kitchen ran out of diet Coke.

PUPPY!

recently Jon (my roommate) and I decided that we wanted to get a puppy. we talked about all the necessary requirements for having a dog.

1. wicked cool name.
2. has to be a boy (no girls can sleep over).
3. small so it doesn't eat us.
4. chick magnet.
5. a dog that listens (not only to our every command but the mans best friend kind of thing).

we went and looked at some puppies, they were cute but i think the stench of the house was a little overwhelming that it drove us away. we searched the rest of KSL for other dogs and came upon some beagle puppies. i've always like beagles maybe its because it sounds so much like Bangles my once upon a time favorite football team because they suck, and the Bangles reminded me of Tony the Tiger, and i love cereal so there you have it... i like beagles.

we called a reserved one, we wont be able to pick it up until the 13th of Feburary, so it gives us time to puppy proof our house.

New Favorite

the other day i had some time to waste and found myself reading the news on KSL and on the Deseret News web site. this is where i discovered my new favorite thing. have you ever read the comments that people attach to the end of the articles? i read an article about a boy who earned every merit badge, all 121 of them. now you would think that is would be something happy, and praise worthy oh no..... on the contrary. people began to rip this 16 year old boy apart. you would think that this was the boy that took his gun into a Carly's Jr, the gun went off as he was trying to relieve himself in the bathroom. (i could go for a #4 doubble western with a DP right now).

Just this morning i decided to see what the news had to offer and there was a story about someone being shot outside of a Panda Express resturant. my favorite comment was "I almost shot someone at Panda after they got the last of the Beijing Beef. I was so pissed." nothing gets better than the things people say. maybe that's why Davy and I love to people watch and listen to what people say at school. im sure i say my share of dumb things. but then again im not one to judge myself.

Its been a while

so I'm not much of a blogger... what can i say. I'm to busy, the economy is down, and i haven't had a Mt. Dew for quite some time.

top ten new things

1. i quit my job at best buy, i was tired of retail
2. got a new job at an assisted living home.
3. realized that i took a huge pay cut, but its well worth it.
4. started school, its so freaking expensive.
5. im taking Biology, math, and a CNA class. (math and CNA aren't at UVU.
6. decided i want to go to nursing school.
7. i haven't shaved in a few weeks, i heard that its the year of the beard, im scared to keep it to long.
8. i miss my buddy josh
9. Christmas tree is still up!!!
10. i like to bake

The Day Heaven Met The Earth....D I Style!

So my day today began with eating a bowl of Chocolate Cap'n crunch. It ended the same way. while you may think that's all i did all day... you are wrong, I spent the grater part of my afternoon with my brother Davy. (pictured at a BYU football game, with Gods light shining on him).We began our day playing his newly purchased Wii, my brother played Guitar hero 3 while i watched. i tend to have problems playing guitar hero.. i think its because my fingers a so stubby it makes for some less effective guitar hero playing. i rather played some Wii golf. oh and i did my bothers dishes....why?? After taking our gaming goggles off we ventured off to Wingers where my brothers wife works, to get some discounted food. we get the food that people send back if it wasn't cooked right or it didn't taste right. it isn't that bad. lunch was pretty entertaining, free pop corn, interesting drinks created my sister in-law, Windex being used as a table cleaning agent, (funny story) and the possibility of being used as a beverage. After finishing our food we looked for something else to do. we decided upon going to D I. i haven't been there for a while, and i soon realized that i had been living in sin. the only bad part of about D I is the smell. Ok lets be honest, there are many reasons why D I freaks me out but the smell is the main thing. After looking through all their shirts and ties it seemed that this trip to D I would be all lost. then we walked through a door in to what i would like to think of as heaven. we walked over to the bikes to see what they had. this is where things get good. they had 2 road bikes that were in pretty good condition, besides the flat tires and D I smell (do bikes have a smell?... i think so??) my brother has wanted one for a while now and was debating on purchasing one. i began to encourage him to pick a bike, i suggested the bike that was all sorts of vintage looking, tan, orange, brown... nothing gets better then that. or the blue one that was also there. then as a selection was about the be made an angel from god came and presented another road bike that was made for a shrek (or what looked to me that a shrek was riding it). this bike interested my brother as he looked it over and prayed about it he decided that he would select the shrek bike. i then thought about making a bike purchase as well. i didn't really need a bike. when would i have time to ride it? but with a price that i created at $15 dollars, (if you want to know how i created it just ask me) who could pass it up? it was done i was getting the bike that i was encouraging my brother to buy. this is where it gets good. we began to wheel our bikes to the front of the store to buy them, we would of rode them up there but mine had a flat tire and my brothers seat was set so high it would be impossible to get on. this lady saw us pushing them up and began to shake her head in agreement, "that's a smart idea" i then replied back "Going Green!!" (i could care less about going green, i had just found a bike that was 15 bucks). As i proceeded to pay i told the lady "Going Green!!" as well... she then told me how sad it was that gas was costing so much. i wasn't really paying any attention, i was plotting how i was going to get 2 bikes into my car. After a great struggle we bent two sweet bikes into my rental car. we were blessed yet again with a bungie cord to hook my trunk shut. we acted like two school boys that had just won the state championship. we spent the next hour fixing a flat and putting our newly acquired bikes back together. we went for a bike ride and soon realized we wish they came with water bottles. but im glad they didn't.. who knows that they could of had in them coming from D I? anyways that was my day... amazing. here is my bike. i cant remember what we named it.. oh well. good night.

Sunburn City

As my body begins to peel i've realized that the summer seems like it's just about over. once August hits its all down hill, school will begin. i've signed up for one class so far. the rest of my classes i don't really know what i want to take. last semester rocked. Basketball and Golf... even though i have been blessed with the body and skills of a basketball player i don't think thats my calling in life. don't get me wrong i would be more then willing to play on anyones 3 on 3 basketball team, i just don't see it putting food on the table in the years to come. My golf skills on the otherhand well it just costs to much to go. so i'll decide in the next few weeks what to take this next semester.

So far this summer has been great. besides the fact that My BFF diched me (kind of) for a whole month. Its been a change from my last summer in Alaska, which i miss but i think i enjoy being home just ask much. i found a new job selling cars. its really fun for the fact that i get to drive lots of cars and mess with peoples minds. i've met some crazy people that shouldn't be behind the wheel of a car but if they are willing to buy... i am willing to sell. for this new job they flew me out to Sacramento for training where i was able to gorge myself on food and sleep in a king size bed. ohhh... on a brighter note i had my cholesterol tested and im at 250 (i guess that's bad??).. yep thats right. im going to die of heart failure. but i think of it more as a prize... i've gotten that by eating JCW's chicken Sangwiches, Nachos, Carly's Jr., and other cheesy greasy goodness. oh and i own a GYM pass that i've used once.

After coming home from training i was reunited with my BFF, and I realized how much i enjoy how ridiculous we are. From making up fake melons while Kermit the Frog gulps down some nasty soup, to discussing video games with gamers, haircuts, eating candy bars, and finding the most time consuming jobs possible to make the time go by faster. i realized my job isn't half bad, sometimes.

i went to California for a family reunion where i spent most of my time swimming or bugging my cousins. i think i drove my mom crazy with my childish antics. Im her big helper and act like im 15. one of the highlights of my trip was when my sister threw up on a ride at Magic Mountain. WEAK!! they shouldn't let girls on the rides there. so thats my summer so far. if you would like to help me peel big sheets of skin of my arms lets me know.. largest sheet gets a prize.

For the past few day i've been dog sitting... ehh... it's really not that bad. the dog is good... it sleeps through the night and its house trained. the thing is i never really knew how many times a day a dog takes a dump. good gosh i don't feed it that much but 7 times? 7 times? freaking insane. so my friends Marc and Megan are on a cruise in Mexico while i rot here.. also my friend Krusty is there also which leaves me alone with no one to play with besides a dog. i've had many conversations with the dog... his name name is Bentley. he follows me everywhere. the second i move he's ready to follow. at least he sleeps the whole night through. on a more positive note i've become addicted to Mt. Dew again... i say again because for some reason i decided that i would drink more water.. that was a bad idea. it left me feeling hydrated which is something that only basketball players should feel. so no more water for me, just more of the green goodness.

Recently i've decided that i need a new job. not that i don't like babysitting small children that get their hair cut by their moms, or eating all the free candy bars one could ever eat. but i feel my time has come.. so in the last week i've decided i have a few options. recently i journeyed to a snow cone shack for some cool refreshment with a friend named Krusty. posted was a sign that stated they were hiring, and the requirements were that you had to be at least 15.. i win! Krusty and I laughed at the thought of working at a snow cone shack and having all the snow cones we ever wanted. as i pondered the thought of actually working in a snow cone shack my soul was over come with excitement. how can i make this a reality? sitting outside of church with the warm sun beating down i figured i would journey over to the shack and jot down the number. i got the number and still havn't called... i even went there the next day and inquired how much the little girl made.. she said, "minimum wage" ha... wow... the thought of working a job for minimum wage... it probably wont happen but its a fun thought...who wouldn't want to work in a snow cone shack and come home with purple hands?? i know i would.