I debated with myself to think if I wanted to go to church or not. Did I want to be heckled about being 19 and being where I was, or did I want to be an outcast that I would be if I didn't go to my ward. I thought, they don't know me, it's a new start and if all else fails I can fake that I'm an RM. It turned out to be really good. I carpooled with John there in his brand new Suzuki. I kinda just used him as my wingman the whole time, cause I didn't know anybody else. Nobody did. That was the beauty of it. The sacrament was a kinda testimony meeting where we could say something about our lives announce our favorite hymn then sign one verse of it. We carried on the good feeling with sunday school where I got my papers transferred over. Next was elder's quorum. That's where I began to not fit in. Good thing it was the last class! Almost everyone that shared during the lesson gave an experience from the field. Of course I didn't share. I just sat and enjoyed. After church I took a little 4 hour nap. :)
That brings us to the present. I guess they have a ward prayer every sunday night at 9 but now I'm debating that. I really don't have anything to prep for tomorrow, but I feel I should just stay home. So excited for my first day tho. I'm starting to enjoy saying hi to strangers like it's no big deal. Today I met a girl named Lexi, she's a Nursing major with a minor in music. Pretty fine, but she's the only name I could remember from the day of personal introductions.
Fam, love ya, hope is everything is well and FaceTime me when you get done reading this.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Stupid Racers
Yesterday started out with more of a plan. I was determined to make up for what I missed out on the day before. Woke up at 8 to go to Crossfit, which is still kicking my butt. Stupid Altitude (and yes that's what I'm blaming it on for now). On my way home Kiersten calls to ask me what I was doing last night like I was on SVU or something I didn't think she would go crazy just yet so I kept a level head. By then she told me the bad news. Some stupid Mexi-racer stole the bumper from her car because she has a Civic. All I could think of was that this was going to ruin our plans because we were going to have lunch today. I tried to comfort her the best I could, but who wouldn't be pissed about that? I know I would. Fast forward a couple episodes of family guy later she texts me asking if I want to go to One Day. I wanted to see this movie anyways, so surely I said yes. But I hadn't even gotten cleaned off from the workout earlier this morning. I booked it and got ready and everything within 25 minutes. It's a record for me ok. One Day is such a great film by the way. Of course I'm not going to talk about it because I'm sure there are people out there dying to see it too. The movie gave her day a 180. Yay movies!
After dropping her off I got a few other chores done. By then I ran out of stuff to do. My worst state. So after checking the weather and seeing I probably shouldn't wash my car I decided to go running. I get prepped and set out my journey with a bag of trash for the dumpster. A couple hundred yards in I try to remember if I locked the door on my way out. Couldn't remember so I took a short loop which was a back choice. I had my shirt off and was coming straight for a stampede of Zoobies. I looked straight as they made their cheesy little comments and covered the girl's eyes. I got back in good time and locked the door. Got a drink, and was back out. This time with a goal. To make it to center and back before 9. About a 4 miler I think. I went on some main roads so I didn't get malled or something, but somehow found the provo ghetto. Made it home 3 minutes late. But still had time to hit Best Buy. Got the best valued router I could find between me and Brenton. After that I attempted to hit Walmart, fail. Got home excited to finally get wireless. To my surprise on the first step is says I had an unsupported version and told me to get an upgrade. I was too new for Cisco, you stupid program. I went to bed tired and pissed.
After dropping her off I got a few other chores done. By then I ran out of stuff to do. My worst state. So after checking the weather and seeing I probably shouldn't wash my car I decided to go running. I get prepped and set out my journey with a bag of trash for the dumpster. A couple hundred yards in I try to remember if I locked the door on my way out. Couldn't remember so I took a short loop which was a back choice. I had my shirt off and was coming straight for a stampede of Zoobies. I looked straight as they made their cheesy little comments and covered the girl's eyes. I got back in good time and locked the door. Got a drink, and was back out. This time with a goal. To make it to center and back before 9. About a 4 miler I think. I went on some main roads so I didn't get malled or something, but somehow found the provo ghetto. Made it home 3 minutes late. But still had time to hit Best Buy. Got the best valued router I could find between me and Brenton. After that I attempted to hit Walmart, fail. Got home excited to finally get wireless. To my surprise on the first step is says I had an unsupported version and told me to get an upgrade. I was too new for Cisco, you stupid program. I went to bed tired and pissed.
Sunday Delight
This post is going to cover three days, but it's going to be good, I promise. To start we go all the way back to friday. (Cue Rebecca Black... Now!) I had a general plan of what I was going to do that day so I showered and everything. I had to go to the bookstore to make sure the book I was buying online was correct and sign up for beginners classes at Crossfit so I can work out like normal. I just got out of the shower when Rilee Synder, a old friend I just happened to bump into at Walmart. I had told her then that I might go to the lake with her in a couple of days. Who knew it would come so soon! Well the message politely reminded me of my maybe engagement. This was that moment where I could take advantage of living independently, or I could continue down the lame path preparing for the college life ahead. I ceased the moment and took off as fast as I could. We met near the Mona offramp. From there she warned me about the sailor-mouthed family members that were already at the desolate lake. But I continued on without worry. I knew if they were anything like her I would be totally fine.
To my surprise she wasn't kidding. We were going out to have some hillbilly fun. Although the external appearance of the two where far from sightly I could tell that they were good people. Well soled.... It was Rilee's dad, a guy that looked like he knew he could get down and dirty, his face was graved with whiskers here and there like it's taken 40 years of sun and dirt. He brought a friend from Salt Lake with him. I still don't know his name, but he was a big boy that loved to rap. Although there was an F bomb randomly thrown in every couple of sentences it ended up being pretty funny. I think I was enjoying it because it was making up for being around RMs all week. The crew brought two unregistered Wave Runners with them. It didn't take long for them to offer me a turn. With a quick lesson I was off like a little boy with a new toy. The lake was so calm that day that it was like god's mirror for the heavens. So beautiful. A little overcast, but what desert man doesn't love some clouds? Rilee was enjoying time with her dad as she learned how to kneeboard. I took the opportunity to simply sit in the middle of the lake and just soak in the sight before me. The sounds of the tracker from the lavender farm, the mammoth trees just off the end of shore, the slight gulp of the fishes below me grabbing some oxygen. It was just like someone painted me a picture for me to enjoy. I turned off the engine and stared and my surroundings then took a nap to the comfortable rocking of the waves. After a couple minutes of silence from the normal bantering sound of Rilee and her father I raced back to the bay to show I wasn't lost. By this time Rilee was already on the other side of the lake. Crap. I took off after her to reassure her of my safety which lead to a couple tricks here and there on our way back.
By the time we got back the overcast turned into a windy storm disrupting the calmness of the lake. And on that cue alone we left for home.
Rilee and I met back up later that night for a little movie night at her house. Unknown is a sick movie by the way. It was a perfect ending to a perfect day. I slowly fell asleep texting Kiersten about her day and thanking Rilee for her time.
To my surprise she wasn't kidding. We were going out to have some hillbilly fun. Although the external appearance of the two where far from sightly I could tell that they were good people. Well soled.... It was Rilee's dad, a guy that looked like he knew he could get down and dirty, his face was graved with whiskers here and there like it's taken 40 years of sun and dirt. He brought a friend from Salt Lake with him. I still don't know his name, but he was a big boy that loved to rap. Although there was an F bomb randomly thrown in every couple of sentences it ended up being pretty funny. I think I was enjoying it because it was making up for being around RMs all week. The crew brought two unregistered Wave Runners with them. It didn't take long for them to offer me a turn. With a quick lesson I was off like a little boy with a new toy. The lake was so calm that day that it was like god's mirror for the heavens. So beautiful. A little overcast, but what desert man doesn't love some clouds? Rilee was enjoying time with her dad as she learned how to kneeboard. I took the opportunity to simply sit in the middle of the lake and just soak in the sight before me. The sounds of the tracker from the lavender farm, the mammoth trees just off the end of shore, the slight gulp of the fishes below me grabbing some oxygen. It was just like someone painted me a picture for me to enjoy. I turned off the engine and stared and my surroundings then took a nap to the comfortable rocking of the waves. After a couple minutes of silence from the normal bantering sound of Rilee and her father I raced back to the bay to show I wasn't lost. By this time Rilee was already on the other side of the lake. Crap. I took off after her to reassure her of my safety which lead to a couple tricks here and there on our way back.
By the time we got back the overcast turned into a windy storm disrupting the calmness of the lake. And on that cue alone we left for home.
Rilee and I met back up later that night for a little movie night at her house. Unknown is a sick movie by the way. It was a perfect ending to a perfect day. I slowly fell asleep texting Kiersten about her day and thanking Rilee for her time.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Toga Toga!
I've finally moved out! And after careful rearranging of a very old and very dirty room I've made a place of my own. The roommates I have are weird, but I can't go off of first impressions just yet. He's getting nicer everyday the more he gets to know me. I sat outside on the balcony this morning begging for someone to walk by that was in the mood for a conversation too. Just one normal person that wants to say words in my general direction is all I want at this point. I moved in on monday (4 days ago) I had to go to the library to post something because I can't get internet yet. But that will soon end. And maybe I'll get a message in everyday... that's my goal at least. To make it worth while to read I'll have to dig deep so sorry if you find my posts from now on quite boring. That's college life for me. Other than the simple comedy I find like the fat chick getting a snickers from the vending machine. Oh how you bring me so much joy as you pull up your pants... wait are those shorts! Oh my I guess they don't make underwear that big. I think if I spend one more night without some form of interaction I'm going to grab a hand puppet from the dumpster. If I get lucky I'll find a beaver.
The highlight of my day was a game of 21 with a none athletic black guy and some japanese kid who had a wicked curveball shot. It was cool, but it pissed me off whenever it went in. Personally, I had a good game. Won the first by a landslide, but I got tired after that and could only get 50% from the 3. So good and bad. All in all it felt great.
Another highlight was shopping. Amazing in itself that I actually enjoyed shopping, but I think it was just because I had my friend, Kiersten, with me. I love having her around because she'll talk my ear off and not be bothered if I don't respond with every remark. I think it's great. I sure hope I can work up the courage to kiss her someday, but for now... I'm content. I won't have the time to carry a real relationship anyways.
Things are just coming together grandly. Although there's nothing that can't be fixed if you're throwing money at it, but I'm trying the hardest I can to save. I saved 200 on books yesterday, with doing just a little bit more searching. Screw you, Bookstore!
Fam, if you're reading this, know that I love you, and I'm doing well on my own. Thank you for supporting me through all my decisions, and some of my faults. It really shows how much you stick your leg out for me.
Love Bo
The highlight of my day was a game of 21 with a none athletic black guy and some japanese kid who had a wicked curveball shot. It was cool, but it pissed me off whenever it went in. Personally, I had a good game. Won the first by a landslide, but I got tired after that and could only get 50% from the 3. So good and bad. All in all it felt great.
Another highlight was shopping. Amazing in itself that I actually enjoyed shopping, but I think it was just because I had my friend, Kiersten, with me. I love having her around because she'll talk my ear off and not be bothered if I don't respond with every remark. I think it's great. I sure hope I can work up the courage to kiss her someday, but for now... I'm content. I won't have the time to carry a real relationship anyways.
Things are just coming together grandly. Although there's nothing that can't be fixed if you're throwing money at it, but I'm trying the hardest I can to save. I saved 200 on books yesterday, with doing just a little bit more searching. Screw you, Bookstore!
Fam, if you're reading this, know that I love you, and I'm doing well on my own. Thank you for supporting me through all my decisions, and some of my faults. It really shows how much you stick your leg out for me.
Love Bo
Friday, May 6, 2011
Another Brick in the Wall
Well guys, I finally survived through my second semester of college!!! Woa!!! It hasn't truly hit me yet like it did back in grade school when I celebrated while listening to Pink Floyd, but I'm happy nonetheless. My last final was to write a three-pager in two hours that I didn't prepare for at all. As of last night I still needed to read 80 pages and we were told to write a practice essay. I did neither. What did I do? Went to my favorite BBQ house and played some ball. How responsible of me! But with all this new free time it means more time to work out and write to both on this thing and my missionary friends. I've already gotten two done that I've been holding back on for months. I sent them with little disposable cameras, it was an idea to see what they see for the week. Hopefully it works. For my second order of business, it was time for me to work out again. What sorta kid wants to run when you give him free time. That's all I wanted to do! So I did a six-miler, three stadiums, then played basketball. A day full of excise makes me feel so good sometimes.
Today I'm filming my college's graduation. President Monson is going to be there speaking, I'm so excited.
Wish me luck!
Today I'm filming my college's graduation. President Monson is going to be there speaking, I'm so excited.
Wish me luck!
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Sometimes I feel
I feel I feel
No, I do remember
Your finger's touch so softly like the end quill
I remember
Your deep embrace when eyes caught sight, the feeling I felt holding you tight
Too well do I remember
That meal Mom is not enough to make me forget to make me move on
But thanks for trying that day late september
No, I do remember
That night we shared while enjoying the culinary I did prepare
The feeling I had when I did impair
You took care
And so I remember
No, I do remember
Your finger's touch so softly like the end quill
I remember
Your deep embrace when eyes caught sight, the feeling I felt holding you tight
Too well do I remember
That meal Mom is not enough to make me forget to make me move on
But thanks for trying that day late september
No, I do remember
That night we shared while enjoying the culinary I did prepare
The feeling I had when I did impair
You took care
And so I remember
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Tale of a Love Story
I once enjoyed love stories; they used to make me happy when times were grey. Now they do just the opposite. Screw you Russell Brand.
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