This Gets Me

One of my good friends who just returned home from her mission put as her status...

"There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered."
- Nelson Mandela

This is awesome because it is exactly what happened to me tonight!

It being the Saturday before Halloween, there are bound to be TONS of parties to go to, right?

Right.

I found myself not wanting to sit home with my parents(or alone for that matter) so I decided to hit up one of my really good friends Kyle, who still lives in my home town of River Falls, Wisconsin.

Now, the quote isn't EXACLTY spot-on, because River Falls has changed quite a bit.  Yet, I feel it has still changed less than the rest of the world around it.  Or those who inhabit it/have moved away from it.

It's a town out of time.

Anywho...

He tells me of a party going on that should be fun and that one or two of my other high school friends will be in attendance at.  So naturally I think this sounds great!

And I was right.

The night was filled with silliness.

And geekiness.

More geekiness than silliness.

But still pretty equal amounts.

Let me preface the following information with the knowledge that my home town friends and I are really, really nerdy.

Being away from them has made me less nerdy, and much, much more sad.

In high school we had a section of the day comparable to homeroom/study/whatever that was after the first block but before the second block.  When we first started attending high school we just went to our own rooms, with our assigned teacher.

This got dull really quick.

There was a system in place that if you wanted to you could travel to the library or to another teachers room if they signed a slip and gave it back to your homeroom teacher.

We started going to the library.

And going off to one of the quiet study rooms.  And naturally it being a soundproof room, we were as noisy as possible.  Probably terribly annoying.

But we had loads of fun and didn't get ANYTHING productive done.

After the library caught on to our schemes they stopped letting us go there.

So we needed somewhere new to go.

So we chose the choir room.  Because the teacher loved us and we loved her.

(Have I mentioned I took choir all throughout my schooling?  Literally all throughout.  Every year.)

We would go to her room and we(the students who would travel there, not her) would play Marco Polo in a little section of the school not to far from the choir room where there was a boys and girls bathroom sectioned off from the rest of the school by two glass doors, much like unto a hallway.

We would go in this area every day and play Marco Polo.

And it was a riot.

Every day.

The reason I tell you this story is to tell you that we replicated this exact situation tonight.

We played in my friends kitchen.

And had a blast!

We were immediately back in high school, goofing around and being ultra-nerds.

There was only mild drinking at this party, but the laughter was louder than any party I've been to otherwise.

It's good to be back with old friends.

Oh, but the reason this all applies to the quote mentioned above is to see how much I have changed from who I was back in high school and see how much my friends have changed, but when we are together we are almost the same people we were, but only when we're together.  We bring out the past in one another.

And then we fit in with this little town out of time.

Of course, there are some things I did in high school that I don't go back to doing when around my friends, but only because my moral code has been strengthened quite a bit methinks.  Although good times are still to be had.

***

The rest of the day was pretty cool, too.

Raked some leaves in the morning/afternoon(I woke up at noon, so it was morning to me) to help my stepdad.  Raked the neighbors leaves just for the heck of it.  Took a shower.  Went to a ward party and handed out candy to kids out of the back of my mom's jeep.

***

I love soup.  So much.  Especially if it's tomato-based with loads of vegetables.

That is what I re-discovered at my ward party.

***

Oh, and did I mention after we got done playing Marco Polo in the kitchen we then went to a side room and played video games for another 2 hours?  Because that definitely happened.

And not just any video games.

Jamestown.

Look it up.

It's not just a normal game.

It's a game for really nerdy people who like to yell.

Which describes us perfectly.

M2K

~Boy

Stickin' Around

Today I traveled from Rexburg to Salt Lake City so that I could fly home for the weekend.
Why did I fly home for the weekend you ask?
I'll tell you later, let me finish my story.
So, as I was traveling, I saw an amazing view of the mountains in the distance off to the left with the clouds enveloping them on all sides except the side directly facing me.  It looked like something out of a Peter Jackson movie.
Just beautiful.
Picturesque.
It made me think to myself "How many experiences have I had like this that I have forgotten?"
I'm sure the answer is well above my understanding of numbers.
This made me recollect on numerous general conference talks and other such things that have told me to keep a journal.  Specifically a journal (or multiple) of blessings/dreams/special life experiences.
I've had each of these at separate times in my life.  Some even at the same time!
However, I haven't had a steady journal for the last 4 years.  Basically since getting back from my mission.
So I thought to myself that I should update this more regularly.
***
Now it's time for you to learn a little about me!
or if you're reading this in the future, about who I used to be/probably still am. (I am probably not going to change)
...
I notice things.
Let me correct that.
I notice EVERYTHING.
I may not remember everything very well, but if you ask me right afterwards, I am pretty dang good at noticing things.
LETMEGIVEYOUANEXAMPLE
Today I noticed a girl(not a girl of any importance, I promise) in my class.  She was wearing jeans.
This is the first time she had ever worn jeans to the class.
She normally wears slacks...or whatever you call them when women wear them.
These are the things I notice.
And I thought to myself...do I say something about this?  Do I mention that this is the first time she has worn jeans?  Is that creepy that I notice these things?

Now...this may have been a somewhat subjective story.
There are lots of times that I don't notice anything.
At all.
LETMEGIVEYOUANEXAMPLE
I can be walking across campus, walk past someone I know very well(or possibly even room with) and not notice them at all.  This is because I am preoccupied.
However if I am paying attention, which I do from time to time, I notice lots.  I see people I know out of the corner of my eye from all the way down the hall.
It's strange.
I remember the hat that the guy I saw in the bathroom at the rest stop on the way to Utah was wearing.  I also remember his general height.
Again...weird, I know.

Now you know some more about me.
***
We haven't had television in my apartment.  We DO have a projector.  But no TV.
So now I am sitting in my basement at home watching TV.
I don't even know if I am that interested in it.  But it's something to do in between bouts of family time.
***
I like popsicles a lot.
AND hot chocolate.

Two random facts for ya.
It's my way of saying "Thanks for reading this far"

~Boy

P.S. Movember starts in just a matter of days.  And you KNOW that I will be participating in that, growing out my sad, little mustache.  No matter how sad and little it is.
It's still mine.

Casino Royale

Boy.  Where to start...
Um...

This week has been incredible.
Incredible does not necessarily mean good, just unbelievable in such a way that it loses credibility.
Let's start with Monday...since that is pretty much the start of the week, right?

Monday
Class as normal, always a blast, BUT we had approximately 4 assignments due in my COMM450 class(also known as the only class I have on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday)  I finished 3 of them.
DOYOUSEEAPROBLEMWITHTHEMATH?
I was missing one.
LUCKILY the teacher didn't require us to turn in the ONE assignment I had forgotten.
*phew*
Instead it was pushed back to Wednesday.
Gym was mediocre.  Working out is always a problem after Fast Sunday.  Makes for quite the problem when your body has next to no fuel to run on.  But I digress.

Tuesday
Intense.  Probably.
I don't remember it very well...

Wednesday
Remember that assignment I had due?  Ya, it was due today.
LUCKILY I got it done in time.
UNLUCKILY there was a second assignment due that I had forgotten about this time.
LUCKILY the second assignment was pushed back to Friday!
...it would seem I have quite a bit of luck in this class...
I finally manned up and talked to the girl whom I have had a crush on for the last year.
At the end of the night I spent some time getting to know my FHE sisters better.  They are quite magnificent in just about every way.

Thursday
Also don't remember it very well.  I don't know if anything important happened here...
OHWAITAMINUTE
I had the best flag football game of my life!
I had two interceptions and was named the MVP of the game.  But you know...no big deal.
I think that I was given that game in response to the mediocre/blargh day that I had on Wednesday.

Friday
Class.
Test.
Movie with friends. (Taken 2.  Quite enjoyable.)
JUNKFOODRUN.
Now I am typing this while enjoying Casino Royale.
Brenton and I were filled with the desire to watch James Bond movies after viewing Taken 2.  So we are watching them.  It's nice to do what you want.

Long story short...
Good week.
Bad week.
Tired week.
Can't wait for the next one.  Hopefully it will be better.
Oh of course it will be better because I go home at the end of it!
For a Red Hot Chili Peppers concert!!
So happy for that.

~Boy

P.S. I was told twice this week that I have amazing hair and twice more that my hair is incredibly soft.  It was a slight ego boost.
Slight.

This One's For Felix

What marvelous times we live in.

There have been numerous interesting turns of event over the last couple days...

We shall see where they lead!

***

It is sad that the busier life gets with school, with sports, with social interactions the less I have time for my blog.

I wish I could update more, because there is so much more to update about.

~Boy

General Consequences of Conference

This weekend has been full of fun!
Usually General Conference weekend is really slow and long for me.  It's FULL of learning and spiritual insights, but it is often very, very long.
10 hours of church.
That's a LOT of church.
But again, it's usually enjoyable.

Especially in October, because I get to travel down to Utah and stay with my best friend, Ivan.
This October was no exception.
...
We had an amazing weekend.

Every dream I can remember was about going back to work at Best Buy...
and I had strong impressions the whole weekend that I need to baptize my friend Kyle...
It was very strange, but awesome at the same time.

Also, I ate like crap.
And now I feel like crap.
So I need to go super hard at the gym tomorrow and work all of it out of my system.

As well I need to go super hard on the homework tomorrow because I definitely didn't do any that I planned to this weekend.

C'est La Vie!

Good night my lovelies!

~Boy

P.S. Provo has given me a new lease on life...and has helped me to possibly see things a bit differently.  Hopefully for the better!  We shall see...

I Wear Your Granddad's Clothes

Today I am grateful for those things in life that are constant.
Those things that never let you down.

You know the things.

~Boy

Fiddlesticks

I know,
I know,
I haven't updated in a while...

Just know this:
I am blessed.

~Boy