Wednesday Blues

I've been in school for six days now. Only six! It feels like I've been here for an eternity. The good news is, I'm not stressed out. Which is weird for me. It's feels nice. I'm busy, but not stressed. Life should always be that way.

But I think that the roomies and I just feel like we're in a rut. The EAC-fourth-semester-rut. Every day feels the same: school, work, cafeteria (the grilled cheese still tastes the same), gym, sleep (or the lack thereof). Day after day after day. The EAC-fourth-semester rut is comparable to "senioritis." That feeling where you're afraid to leave what is comfortable, but really ready to try something new. Lora is more than ready to leave the creepers that occupy the game room behind (see http://loracolleen.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-job.html) to join the masses of thousands of single LDS girls stealthily warding off returned missions at BYU in hopes of earning that greatly coveted diploma. Marisa is ready to pass on her job as the highly acclaimed publicity coordinator for all things ASEAC for either the snow covered campus of BYU-I, the engagement capital of the world (BYU), or the sunny beaches of BYU Hawaii.

As for me...who knows?

I love EAC. I always have. I've been planning on coming here since who knows when. Now I'm here and very nearly ready to leave. I never really thought of where to go after I was finished here. As a little girl I always wanted to be so many things that I never could decide on what I would do about it. So now not only am I in the EAC-fourth-semester-rut, but I am very nearly planless. I shouldn't say planless. I have more than enough plans. I just need to pick one. What a dilemma. So here is the list (Yes, another list) of pros and cons:

ASU

+Close to home

+Lots of family close by

+Sundevils/Great school colors

+Soon to be three temples in the area

+Quite a few friends down there already

+Institute

-Incredibly expensive (That's what scholarships are for!)

-It's too darn hot!

-Too many people

-Kind of liberal

NAU

+Close to home

+Cool weather

+Institute

-Hippie school

-Don't know anybody there

-Hippie school

-Oh yeah, and it's a hippie school

BYU

+Quite a few friends there

+Church school

+London program

-Really hard

-Weird attitudes about it

-Far away from home

-All the engagement crazinesss

-Loads of people

-Everybody hates it (well they love the people

and hate the school)

BYU-Idaho

+Smaller class sizes

+Church school

+Some friends there

+Good education program

-Freezing

-Located somewhere over the rainbow (far away)

-Freezing

So there you have it. You can decide for me if you want to.

Embarrassing Moment

During my senior year I was busy applying for several different scholarships. One of the scholarships I applied for was the "Booster Club Scholarship" that was sponsored by my school's booster club (obviously). I had to write an essay as well as go in for an interview. Interviews make me extremely nervous. Although I was nervous, the interview went well, but there was one question that I could not answer.

The Panel: "What is your most embarrassing moment?"

Kelly: "Uhhh....."

For some reason I could not think of one single embarrassing moment. It's not as though I've never had an embarrassing moment because frankly, I've had more than my fair share. I guess that being put on the spot like that just made my brain explode or something. The good news is, I actually got that scholarship! But after I left the interview, I came up with the perfect embarrassing moment, and I wanted to run back and tell the panel about it. So I will share it here:

I was on the dance team during my junior and senior year, as was my best friend, Marisa. We normally had practice right after school, but one day I forgot my dance clothes at my house. So right when the bell rang, Marisa and I went running out to the parking lot so we could run home and make it back before practice started. It was probably late January and during the week it would snow at night and then the sun would come out and melt the snow and then it would freeze at night. Naturally the school parking lot was a perilous mass of frozen snow and ice. So Marisa and I rushed to her truck a few steps ahead of the rest of the student body. Marisa hopped in with ease and grace--as is her way--and I opened the door and hopped--with what I thought was ease and grace. With one foot almost into the truck and the other just leaving a patch of ice, I somersaulted in the air and landed face down in a huge patch of ice. I buried my face in the ice for a moment trying to cool the burning flush of my cheeks and giggling to myself while I listened to Marisa's hysterical laughter as well as the snickering of everyone else who was parked around us.

So I think that was one of my most embarrassing moments. It's not too embarrassing, but considering the fact that I fall down often, it's probably one of the most embarrassing incidents. The plus side is, we still weren't late for dance practice!