Um...yeah and then we danced

For lack of better words-

IT ROCKED, basically

To Whom it May Concern

Dear Mother Nature,
Um, have you been outside lately? You should probably let it snow. I think I would be more forgiving of the weather if it was cold for a reason. Last Wednesday, I was walking up to English. It was all sunny outside. I was very happy. Then I opened the door. 20 degrees? What's up with that? Then I hear it is 10 degrees with the wind. Then that night was -1? What the heck? I knew Cedar City was windy, but this is ridiculous (this cold has even impaired my spelling). I came home and laid on top of my heater because I was afraid my ears would fall off. If you would let it snow, I would be more forgiving of this coldness.

Dear Megan Spiva,
Um, have you been outside lately? You should probably turn the heaters back on. What's up with turning on the heat full blast when it's 60 degrees outside, and then turn them down when it 10 degrees?

Dear Microwave,
Tell me, what do you want? We have done everything we could to stop you from stinking! All she wanted was some popcorn. She didn't mean to put the popcorn in for 30 min instead of 3. I mean, it's not her fault your buttons are weird. We put a lemon in water for one min like Lindsey told us too, but you made our house smell like burnt popcorn and burnt lemon. Then we tried that whole vineger and water thing, ha! Like that worked. We're all sorry that you turned yellow on the inside, but come on! The home teachers came over and you made our house smell like we were smoking crack. Thanks a lot! Now, smell better!

Dear Kat,
How's your bruise? Don't you know we all know?!?! Please stop this and just delete your myspace so no more "visitors" come over.

Dear Andy the Home Teacher,
I heart you.

Dear Britney Spears,
Just a friendly reminder: You are not Paris. That is all.

Goodbye Provo!

I am leaving today. It's been real hanging with the fam, eating good turkey, and see the new James Bond look ever so good. I didn't do everything like I had planned (homework, hang out with some people, seeing everyone I wanted to at church, hiking the Y, bungee jumping off the Nu Skin building, ending world hungar, etc.) but it was fun.

I am now heading back to good ol' Cedar City on one crazy car ride through Filmore. I'll let you know how that goes...

Adios Provo! Voy a perder tú!

One and A Half

I know I promised I would talk about my roommate Shanna this post, but I found something that I couldn't pass up. Someone sent me this survey:

IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button

Here is goes...

Opening Credits
A Lotta Nerve- Allister
(since this song about breaking up I don't know how I feel about this being my opening credits)

Waking Up
Hide and Seek- Imogen Heap

First Day of School
Breathe [2am]- Anna Nalic


Falling in Love
Stars- Switchfoot

Fight Song
Hair- The Early November

Breaking Up
Roxanne- The Police

Prom
She Will Be Loved- Maroon 5

Life's Okay
London Bridge- Fergie

Mental Breakdown
Billy Jean- Michael Jackson

Driving
Ramalama (Bang Bang)- Roisin Murphy
(this song is probably my favorite song right now. it reminds me of benji schwimmer.

Flashback
You Can't Stop The Beat- From the muscial Hairspray

Getting Back Together
Extroadinary Machine- Fiona Apple

Birth of a Child
Sexy Back- Justin Timberlake
(this one is my favorites)

Wedding
Toxic- Britney Spears
(mark my word, this song will be on my video)

Final Battle
Nothing-Mason Jennings

Death Scene
Buenos Aires- From the musical Evita

Funeral Song
Holding Out For a Hero- Frou Frou

End Credits
Never Knew- The Rocket Summer

So, there's my soundtrack. Ummm, that is about all. I leave for home TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm just a little excited.

One

Due to complaints about my previous post
("Elisabeth, how come you dedicated that post to Carrie?" "What about me?" "It's okay, you don't have to give me that cookie because I'm pretty sure you saved it for Carrie anyway" "Elisabeth, I'm a little embarrassed about my picture on your blog" "You know what Elisabeth, I've just about had it up to here with you" "blah blah blah blah blah blah blah")

I have decided to dedicate each of my posts to a roommate, friend, neighbor, former lover, and occasionally to a random person I know.
Today's lucky winner (drum role please):

Annalie aka Cereal

(her friendship isn't cheap)

Annalie is one of my roommates (I might as well just say that she is one of my awsome roommates who I love dearly, even though I do like Carrie better jk). She is an ex-interior design major from LDS Business College but a nursing major here. Annalie is our "mother figure". Besides from making us sit in the corner and washing our mouths out with soap when we say naughty words, she takes me to Wal-mart when she has random ideas like making a chandelier out of plastic cups and beads. If time permits I would like to take a minute to mention that room C5 has the most rockin kitchen around complete with a Kick A chandelier hanging from the ceiling and Christmas lights (yeah I said whatev too) hanging around the window.

Annalie likes to eat cereal. We had to do a diet analysis in our nutrition class. Acording to what those nutritionists say, you need around 600ug of folic acid when you are pregnant or are thinking about getting pregnant. Annalie's analysis reads 1200ug of folic acid from just 2 days. I guess eating like 4-5 bowls of cereal a day will get you 200% of your folic acid intake. According to Dustin, she could probably have twins if she wanted to.

Annalie can sing a killer rendition of "All I Ask of You" from Phantom of the Opera. Really, nothing can quite match it.

I could probably say something about eggs in here, but that is just one of those inside jokes that I don't think anyone else will get and I don't think Annalie would appreciate it. Speaking of inside jokes, What did Cinderella say when she got to the ball?

Well, I am going to end my tribute to Miss Bloomquist. She could totally live in Jane Austen time because her last name fits in perfectly. I just have to say that Annalie rocks my socks. She was gone this last weekend for a funeral and she was deeply, deeply missed. I now leave you with some stats about Annalie.

Status: Single

Here for: Friends

Orientation: Straight

Hometown: Kearns, UT

Body type: 171 cm/Average

Ethnicity: White/Caucasian
Religion: Mormon

Zodiac Sign: Leo
Smoke/Drink: No/No

Children: Someday
Education: In college
Occupation: Student

Stats brought to you by HeyJude-A Place For Friends

Next weeks topic: Shanna, the Cutest Carrot eVer!

Wow, it's late...

I would like to dedicate this post to my roommate Carrie who doesn't even read this, but whatev. Today was her 19th birthday. We made her a cake and decorated the kitchen in honor of her specail day. I think Carrie is one of my favorite roommates (after Brittany, Annalie, Shanna and Catherine of course. Sorry guys). Shanna invited some of Carrie's guy friends over and if Carrie is reading this, I think that Louis is pretty cute, but not really my thang...sorry. Carrie doesn't like skinny boys, she likes musicals, and she recommended that we go and see The Prestige (I smell Oscar!)

Carrie reminds me of my good friend November Guest. By the way I should mention that I miss that girl. She is in Rexburg livin it up at B to the Y to the U to the Idaho which I should mention is A to the MA to the ZING. This time next year I imagine we will be attending her bridal shower (just kidding)

I registered for next semester the other night. I went to sign up for Math 1010 but it wouldn't let me because of that lame thing kids these days call the ACT. My math score was too low. I wanted to cry. I went to sign up for the remedial math class (you know, the one where you sit at a big table and they give you different shapes and different colors of M&M's and graph paper) but the stupid (sorry Shanna) computer wouldn't let me sign up. As a result, I have to take a stupid (I really am sorry) Math Placement exam on Thursday. Moral of this story: I hate math and the ACT.

Here is my schedule thus far: ENGL 2010, EDUC 2000, ESL 3400, HIST 1700, PE 1090, and either MATH 1010 or MATH 990 (we'll see on Thursday).

I am quite happy at the fact that I will be seeing my fam in a little more than a week. I miss those crazy kids. I haven't talked to my brothers in a while and since they are so dilligent in updating their blogs, it will be nice to see them.

Well, I am going to go to bed. I have accomplished a lot tonight (to be read with sarcasm). No polka tonight, but I have held a whole conversation in Spanish. It rocked. I talked about someone who didn't know what I was saying. Ha, if only he knew...

Buenas noches lectores. Voy a cama por la noche. Adios!

And the Shirt Lives On

Meet Pam (I don't know her name, but Pam sounds like a good name for her). She works in the Cafeteria. I saw her wearing "the shirt" today.

She is giving a "W" sign that stands for Wal-Mart.

Pam says "Go Wal-Mart!"

Dear World,

I have been told that I don't blog enough. The problem is that in order to fix that problem, you need to have an exciting life and a decent camera. I could always blog about me dancing the polka to get Brittany's attention, but I think that would probably freak my mom out. So instead, I found this little survey on a website that I am not so sure I should mention from someone who probably will recongnize this and if you have read been reading my blog, you should know that I am all about the Top 10's. So world, here you freaking go.

TEN FAVORITES
1. televison show: American Idol and Gilmore Girls
02. flower: Lilies
03. color: Purple, yellow, red, and clear
04. sport: tennis
05. mall: University
06. music: that underground crap that everyone hates
07. food: cheese enchalatas and cookies n cream ice cream
08. season: summer and fall
09. animal: Joshua R. Lohner
10. city: Provo *sniff*

TEN FACTS
01. hometown: I was born in Long Beach CA (OC?) but moved to Provo
02. hair color: Ugly poo brown
03. hair length: long--thinking of going short
04. hair style: long with bangs--thinking of going short but keeping the bangs
05. eye color: blue
07. mood: confused, frustrated, tired--why the heck am I doing this?
08. orientation: straight on weekdays, swinger on the weekends
09. available?: sigh. very much so
10. lefty/righty: right

TEN THINGS: THIS OR THAT
01. love or money: both, in an ideal world
02. hard liquor or beer: um, Sprite
04. one night stands or relationships: I'll let you know
05. televison or internet: Internet
06. pepsi or coke: Diet Coke
07. wild night out or romantic night in: romantic
08. colored or black and white pictures: Black and White
09. phone or in person: In person
10. aim or myspace: Blogger

TEN HAVE YOU EVERS
01. have you ever been caught sneaking out: no, Elisabeth never played that way
02. have you ever skinny dipped: no
03. have you ever done something you regret: no
04. have you ever bungee jumped: It's on the list
05. have you ever been on a house boat: no, that should be on the list
06. have you ever finished an entire jaw breaker: No, I honestly never tried
07. have you ever wanted someone so badly it hurt: Does Mr. Roddick count? (just kidding!)
08. have you ever thrown your phone out of anger?: No, but I threw my braclet the other day
09. have you ever lied about your age?: Once
10.THIS QUESTION HAS BEEN OMITTED

TEN EMOTIONS
01. are you missing someone right now: Try 5 little someones
02. are you happy: um, sure
03. are you talking to anyone right now: no
04. are you bored: no
05. are you hungry: freaking hungry, but more tired than hungry
06. what was the last thing that made you angry: oh man, where to start? Maybe how my freaking eye is red because I freaking pinched it when I was trying to get my freaking contact out. (maybe I should stop using the word freaking...I guess it could be worse, right?)
07. who was the last person to make you smile: My roomies
08. are you lonely: no
09. are your parents still married: yup
10. do you like someone right now: yes. end of story.

Maybe this week will be more exciting. I'll let you know later.
Love,
Me

Dear Self,

You have too many skirts. So many that they don't really fit into the closet so well and you have even more back in Provo. When did your fetish start. How did this happen? Remember back when you were in 8th grade and you used to fight with your mother over wearing skirts to school? Remember? Now look at you! 26 skirts here at Cedar City (and about 10 more back at Provo), and you want more!?!?!? That's right, 26. So you don't believe me? Here, let me show you.

Skirt 1: Plain black, A-line skirt
Skirt 2: Plain black stretchy number from Old-Navy
Skirt 3: Black, polka dot with ruffely bottom
Skirt 4: Long black with white Hawiian like flowers
Skirt 5: Wool black and white with velvet ribbon next along the bottom
Skirt 6: Wool pink skirt with pink velvet ribbon (see skirt 5)
Skirt 7: Wool brown and turquoise
Skirt 8: Wool purple and black plaid A-Line
Skirt 9: Brown and yellow pleated with beads one top
Skirt 10: Brown, fluffy, with pink blue and white stripes
Skirt 11: Silky red flowered
Skirt 12: Long red with little white polka dots
Skirt 13: Long, tan, that is all
Skirt 14: Tan with white embroidered flowers
Skirt 15: My "La Cucaracha" skirt from Tar-get
Skirt 16: Poofy brown with orange flowers and sparkly stuff
Skirt 17: Dark red A-line
Skirt 18: Pink and white number from DI-$3!
Skirt 19: Blueish flowered one with blue trimming that hits just below my knees
Skirt 20: White and tan flowered A-line
Skirt 21: White A-line with embroidered with sequens along the bottom
Skirt 22: Short denium
Skirt 23: Turquoise J-hook with turquioise embroidery (a Hillary Duff specialty)
Skirt 24: A line flowery skirt with purple and tan flowers (aka the Marilyn Monroe skirt)
Skirt 25: The classic white fall back
Skirt 26: The pleated light pink one

So you see self? What is up with this? The next time you are at Gap and see the "skirt of your dreams", don't listen to that little green monster who whispers in the back of your head. Tell him "no". Tell him that even though that the skirt may be perfect for church the next day (and yes, you have indeed bought skirts just because you wanted something new to wear to church...stop lying to yourself) you don't need it. Remember the poor purple number back home in your closet who is so sad because you would rather wear something "new". So my dear self, remember that your skirt to pants ratio is 26:7 and due to the fact that there is only harsh weather ahead, you should probably buy some pants insead.
Also, you should probably remember to floss tonight.
Love,
You

*Stay tuned for the post about how this blogger wore a skirt each day of the week*

All In Favor

Table
Store
Cultural Hall
Playground
Demonstration
Mountains
Shower
Track
High School Bathroom
McDonalds Bathroom
Ball Pit in McDonalds
Hot Tub
Morg
Hot air balloon
Hang-Gliding
Parachuting
Movie Theatre
Stage
Rain
Tanning Booth
Photo Booth
Subway (not the store)
Snow
Mount Everest
In Food
Swimming Pool
Ocean
Stars
Ferris Wheel
Elevator
Zoo
Stairs
Sand Box
Trampoline
Eifle Tower
Gondala
Field of Flowers
Alley
River Rafting
Friend's Wedding
Waterfall
Horseback Riding
Sky Diving

Elisabeth's favorites:
Ball Pit in McDonalds
Sky Diving
Trampoline
Horseback Riding
Waterfall
Tanning Booth
Ferris Wheel

What's your favorite?

I didn't know what to write about so I decided to dedicate this post to the pop culture

Top 5 Favorite Songs at this very moment
1. Ramalama (Bang Bang)-Roisin Murphy
2. Oh It Is Love-Hellogoodbye
3. Feeling Good-Michael Buble
4. Never Knew-Rocket Summer
5. When You Gonna Give It Up To Me-Sean Paul

Top 5 Movies I have watched since I have been here
1. Best In Show
2. Hero
3. You Tube Movies
4. The Producers
5. Fun With Dick and Jane

Top 5 You Tube Movies I have watched
1. Little Indian Kid (watch this kid's face!)
2. Sorority Girls From Hell (I want Irma's theme song on my phone!)
3. German Coast Guard
4. Whose Line (I've had a huge marathon!)
5. Will and Grace-Grace Sings Hey Ya

I will have more to say after I write my paper for English. I am writing about blogging oppossed to traditional journal writing. Does anyone have ideas about why in the world people wouldn't want to have a blog?

Ramalama (Bang Bang)

My Confessions

Confession 1: I miss orchestra.

I miss it like crazy. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday between the hours of 8 and 1 I walk past the music building. As I walk past, I can see windows of rooms with music stands and pianos. I see those amazing orch dorks walking in and out with their instruments. Sometimes I can hear music coming from the inside. Every monday, wednesday, and friday between the hours of 8 and 1, I feel sad for myself and my poor violin.

Confession 2: I have eaten all of my pringles.

My loverly aunt and uncle came down here to Saddom and brought me a care package with all kinds of fun stuff including little individual packages of pringles. I don't really like pringles, but the other night during a "Whose Line Is It Anyway" marathon, I ate all of them. I now do Tae Bo with one of my room mates and I hate it. Ten points for Elisabeth.

Confession 3: I have fallen in love with the "Metros".

Not to be mistaken with the high class, metro life of Cedar City. I'm talking about this, this, and a little of this. Some would say I was "falling for the fem".

Confession 4: I have no real news to report.

Honestly, that's about all that's going on. There really isn't anything else. That is all.

Vat I Lub Really Much

I'm missin' these 5 crazy wahoos. Who wouldn't?

(I think Jake and I were born with perfectly photoshopped skin...well in this picture at least)

(I am proud to say that Scott really did find that. Today he finds the world's longest curly fry, tomorrow the cure for cancer)

(Cole and The Colonel share the same birthday)

(Max is lovin' school lunch and he told me 8+8=10)

(Whenever I ask Emma what she's wearing she always says "My shoes!")

Can't wait to see you guys! I lub ewe!

This is My Nutrition Teacher

This is who I caught him listening to:

This is who I imagined him listening to:

In case you were wondering...

Is Harry Potter Hotter?



How do we feel about his hair?

I should be doing my homework like Brittany, but I chose to post instead

I have officially been in school for one month. Wah-freaking-whoo! Just kidding. Let me update you on my life.

I have teacher named Jill who tells me to tell the distracting voices in my head to go. But I have to tell them nicely because they are stubborn voices they won't leave if I am mean to them. Whatev!

I drank a faux-margirita at a Luau. It rocked.

I rode a horse for the first time. (if you don't count the times I rode on a pony in a circle during Draper Days) The horse's name was Buck and I am afraid to know where he got that name from.

I got engaged to a cute guy. Engaged in service that is. I am on the freshman board for the service learning center and we were in the homecoming parade. One of SUU's themes is "Getting Engaged" so we decided to pass out ring pops. This kid named Darcy (Mr. Darcy that is JK) dressed up in a suit and practiced proposing to me. He said "Will you get engaged with me?" Not how I expected that to go, but hey...

Occasionally, my neighbor Martha will come and sleep in my bed or just chill in my bed with me because it's so freaking cold in my building. (not being kinkalishish way possible)

My roommates (minus one) went to Winger's the other day and told the waitress that it was Jessica's birthday and so we all got to share an Asphalt pie. Holy YUM!

My roommate Jo and I do Tae Bo every other night. Pretty intesnse.

I went to St. George and bought two pairs of pants for $25. Love it!

I wrote my first English paper about shopping being my leisure activity. I said it was a genetically based hobby passed from generation. I love shopping.

I went to second ever football game. I hated the first one and left early, but this one was homecoming and it basically rocked. All the roomies went together and we saw LJ and her roomies. For the first time in my life, I cheered for the T-Birds. What now P-Town. Oh yeah, we won.

Well, I am going to do my homework now. By the way, Dustin told on Tazer girl and she thinks my roommate Ryane told our RA about it. She's crazy, Tazer I mean. She had it on top of the fridge and Jane opened up the fridge and it went off on the ground. Everyone next door screamed and she just laughed. Laughed I tell you. It apparently is legal for her to have. I still don't know how I feel about it. I am also considering about cutting my hair. What do you think?

Last night my Bishop talked to me about Grinding

I had a getting to know your bishop interview last night and I decided that I really like my bishop. He told me that we need to fill the large gap between my generation and his generation. That's were the grinding came in. He told me he didn't know what it meant and all I thought was "Please don't make me explain it to him!!!". He said that he had to go home one night and call up one of his kids and ask them. Could you imagine that confersation? ("Son, what does it mean to grind?" "Well dad...") He told me this interesting story of when he went to go listen to a motivational speaker. The speaker told everyone who was born before a certain date to raise their hands. When they all raised their hands, he asked them if they had a twenty dollar bill or anything higher on them at that very moment to keep their hands in the air. When about 95% of the people still had their hands in the air, he said the reason why they have this is because they grew up during the depression and they learned to always have money on them in case anything happened. The speaker then asked the next group of people who were born before another date to stand up and whoever had a twenty dollar bill on them to keep standing. He said the reason why so many people in that particular generation had that money on them was because they had heard the stories of their parents from the depression and it became a habit for them because of their parents. He asked another group, which were a much younger group, to raise up anything worth five dollars or more and about 95% of the group held up credit cards. I don't really know what that had to do with anything, but I thought that story was good. He said that the reason why we (my generation) needs to conect with the older generation is because we all need to help each other out and be one big happy family. I like my bishop because he always says "we need to be one big happy family".

On a side note, I slept through my 9:00 class yesterday meaning I woke up at 9:30 and missed it. I made the horrible mistake of telling Dustin this and he made me a special chart. It says "Elisabeth's On-Time Chart" and it's hanging on my closet door. When I am on time to all of my classes, I get to put an X in one of the boxes, but if I'm late or miss a class I have to put a frowny face in the box. There are pictures of celebrity boys who "all girls think are hot" on the chart because "Elisabeth, everyone wants you go to class". I am very disgusted at the fact that Dustin thought I could possible think pasty Ashton Kutcher or creepy Elijah Wood were attractive. I do feel a tad bit humiliated as well...

Li, the smashed cantalope head

Our roommate Moisa (Mo for short) brought home a cantalope. She's algeric, but she forgot to tell us that we could eat it. As a result, it sat on our table for about a week in the hot sun. Well, it kind of stunk. Tonight, we drew a Chinese face on it and through it out over the balcony onto the parking lot. We laughed for like 5 minutes. The End. (note: no real Chinese people were harmed during the smashing of the cantalope)

*by the way, a girl who lives next door has a tazer. How should I feel about that? Martha jokes that we just need to tazer her bad attitude. Her belly button is all fixed now. Just so you know*

Martha's bellybutton problem and Tommy's Doughnuts dilema...and other

Today was freezing. It was really windy. I went to our stake kickball tournament and I almost got blown over while I was walking. It was pretty crazy. Okay, now that I have taken care of talking about the weather: In other news, my neighbor Martha pierced her belly button. It is now infected. Just thought I should share. She fainted yesterday because it hurt, and it is really gross looking. I wanted to take a picture of it, but she wouldn't let me. (By the way, I am happy to say that I have finally figured out how to upload my pictures! Thank you for helping me)
One of my roomates got a job at Tommy's Doughnuts. It is all good and whatever, but she brings home her mistakes every morning in a big paper bag! I try to resist, but please tell how I say no to Mr. Doughnut!!! Another thing I am learning to say no to is Mr. Movie. Every night, someone puts in a movie on the downstairs TV. I start to go to bed, but they say "Hey Elisabeth, we're watching a movie. Wanna watch with us?" As a result to my weaknesses, I have reasons to believe that the "Freshman 15" will take it's effects on me, and I haven't gone to bed earlier than midnight since I have gotten here.

Tonight, I went to Denny's with Brittany and our roommate Ryane. It was crazy fun. I ordered a OJ Fizzle. (Fo Rizzle?) It was fun, but it still doesn't top off the crazy fun times at IHOP. Here is the picture of my drink. It was pretty good.
Well, I need to go to bed. I am almost tempted to go and watch The Island with the girls downstairs. I will now leave you with of picture of my bad A self.

Ode To a Police Officer Putting Out Fire
I am sitting in the computer lab procrastinating (who me?) Last night, my roomates and I were getting ready for a fireside when our neighbors Jane and Martha came in telling us there was a fire in the parking lot. We rushed out to the balcony and sure enough a car was on fire. We stood there watching it burn for like 5 min wondering where the heck the fire department was. Enter the Police. Have I mentioned to you that I have seen a police car only twice since I have been here, so you could imagine how freakin awsome it was for me to see 5 of them drive up to put out the fire (joke made by Jane, "Wow, I'm feel safe knowing that if we have a fire around here, the cops will be there to take care of it. With what? They'll try to put it out with their coffee while the roast their doughnuts?") Well, we just stood there watching people run from all corners of student housing to see what was going on. One officer drove up and asked us it we saw what had happened. "Hey ladies, did you happen to see what happened?" "No, but I'm sure the girl who is crying over there would know." Well, finally the fire department came. They pulled out their hose and the second the sprayed it, the whole car burst into flames. It was pretty cool looking. Well, we left for the fireside and there was a police car blocking the entrance to the parking lot. We got a good laugh out of that one because there is another entrance right next to it.
Well, my weekend was kind of eventful. Friday night I went to the institute dance. Let's just say it started off with a creepy 30 something year old guy telling me he really wanted to get married and not to be worried because his mother was married at 18. But it did end with a slow dance with a cute 18 something year old. So, all was well.
Saturday, I guess I was Dustin's girlfriend or something. He invited me to go to a ballroom dance BBQ or those on the team and their "significant other". It turned out that "significant other" meant husbands and wives and not friends pretending to be girlfriends. Well me being the only date there and the girl who tried out for the team but didn't make it (I'm just here for the food), I just left and went back to my dorm. No one wanted to go to the game, so I ended Saturday night with some homework de espanol. By the way, we won. So I guess the football team isn't as bad as everyone said it was.
Well, I have to do my homework for my lovely computer class now. I keep on seeing people who look like people back in Provo. It's kinda freaking me out...

p.s. is anyone else having a hard time uploading pictures on blogger, or is it just me?

My Strictly Ballroom Experience

I swore to myself that I would never do the ballroom thang again. I tried it once and hated it. Until my friend Dustin asked me to try out with him.
"Now, why would I want to do something like Dustin?"
"Come on, It will be fun! You don't need any previous dance experience."
"I'll think about it."
"I know you had a bad time in 8th grade, but I promise this will be fun."

What happened in 8th grade? Well, lets go back 5 years ago to 4th period beginning ballroom.

It just in time for our Christmas concert and we were all getting ready for our foxtrot. I was paired up with this dufus named Kelly. He never showed up to class so he didn't know what he was doing. Then, at the concert, he never showed up. I started to freak out and told my teacher. He told me that I could dance with him, or he'd find another guy. Because it's middle school, there were like 15 guys and 25 girls in the class meaning that we would have to perform our dance number twice so each girl could perform. In the end, I was paired up with this jerk who was all mean to me when we were dancing. When I got home, I promised myself I would never do ballroom again.
Fastforward 5 years. I am standing there in SUU's ballroom with my turquoise skirt, my hair beautifully put in an updo by my lovely roommates, and a number 28 pinned to my back. Dustin said, "Hey Elisabeth, if you make it, you could meet Benji." "Shutup Dustin."

The ballroom instructor told us that we would be performing a waltz and cha-cha. I was relieved because that was what I practiced with Dustin. After we learned the routines and stuff, he started teaching us the jive. Someone raised their hand and asked, "So, is the girls part or the guys part?" The teacher said, "Oh, this is both. You will be performing this as a solo." WHAT?!!! If anyone knows me well enough, you know that I don't do the solo thing.
I did the whole cha-cha and waltz and thought it was pretty good. Then all the girls had to line up in rows of 6 and had to do the jive in front of the judges. I put a smile on my face and faked my way through it. It was horrible. I yelled at Dustin afterwards because he forgot to tell me about the whole solo part even though he didn't know himself.

Well, the results came yesterday and I didn't make the team. I'm really relieved because I'm not ready for a commitment like ballroom (practices every day from 6-8 in the morning, Saturdays 8 to whenever). So, I guess I'll never have to talk to those ballroom kids again right? Wrong. I'm going to the BBQ tonight with Dustin, who made the team by the way.

To end this blog, I would like to tell you that I saw a van at Mavrick yesterday with "Just Remarried" painted on the back window. It made me laugh.

Dear Blog,

So I knew this day would come. The day that my blissful college life wouldn't be quite so blissful anymore.

It all started when I woke up to rain. I love the rain, but when it is raining when I wake up, the day always turns bad. My ankles and legs hurt really bad because of my bad experience of ballroom dance (I'll get to that later...)

Well, I went to my stupid unviersity class. I was really worried because we were meeting in a different classroom and a girl in my class (who I don't really know if we are friends or if she just likes my friends and is nice to me just because) wasn't there to hear that we were going to be in a different classroom. So, I kept on trying to call her and I went to her room to tell her, but she wasn't there. So, I went to my class and it basically sucked. I really like all of my classes, but that one. This crazy lady teaches it and today she told us to just ignore the voice in our head. Whatev!

I feel really sad. I called my family today and I totally miss them. I didn't get a chance to go home last weekend so I didn't get to see anyone. Then I called my grandparents and that made me sad too. Then I felt really sad because I haven't talked to LJ in like 10 freakin years! We're both busy so we don't get a chance to talk that much. She's probably mad at me right now because I was kind of mean to her when I finally did get a chance to talk to her. I am having a crappy day. I went to Mavrik to drown away my sorrows in a doughnut, but thought better of it. Then, when we got home, the fire alarm went off and we had to stand in the freezing cold for like 30 min. My neighbor just came home from swimming and so she was wearing a swimsuit. I gave her my doughnut. Now, I just finnished looking at my mom's blog and I wish I could eat some chicken and cheesy potatoes.

I know I swore off the complaining stuff, but I find blogs to be theroputic so, I will write about my sad day. Sorry. I will tell you about the ballroom thang next post.

Question...

Can anyone tell me how to take pictures from my phone and put them onto my computer?

Hey Bozo, are you thunda struck?

"Good Morning! Come on everyone, I know you all had your Starbucks this Morning!!" (Through my past years in journalism, I have learned to never start with dialog. In this case, I choose to ignore that rule. I also will continue with my parenthesis fetish.) During our welcome back assembly, a lady from the admissions office or where ever said good morning to us and when we didn't answer back, she replied with that phrase. (see first sentence) Yes, I took the culture shock hard.

I am roommates with my friend Brittany and my other roommates are really cool.

Our wards are split up by resident's halls. In my resisdent hall, Manzinita, there is only one boy apartment. This means there are roughly 140 girls and 15 boys.

LJ and I watched shirtless boys playing volleyball and the Frat dog during a BBQ put on by SUU's Greek Organization

I wore a skirt today being the first day of school that is very flowy. Let's just say as I walked down the stairs outside, I had a few "Marilyn Monroe moments".

I have these two neighbors Jane and Martha. They rock as well. They also party with Jesus at their Bible readings.

I signed up for institute. Yes, I am really taking the Missionary Preparation class. I'm pretty excited.

My classes so far are good. I am really excited for my Nutrition class mainly because I really like the teacher. He's really funny. My Spanish teacher is also really cool. She says that we will be turing in campositions, olways speaking to our neighbors, and she clearly is Omerican. I'm not so sure about English, but I decided to just stick it out. I mean, if I could take Ms. Snyder, I can do anything...right? I have my University Sucess class and Computer class tomarrow. I'll let you know how those go later.

I think my arteris are getting clogged from all the Welcome Week BBQ's they keep on having. This last week I was fed a meal everyday but Sunday from some the most delicious hamburgers ever.

At the club showcase last week, a cheerleader asked me if I could do stunts. I said, "I can fall on my face, does that count?" She just gave me a weird look and asked the person behind me. I like to believe that she just gave me a weird look because she recongized me when I went to high school with her, but who knows.

Well, that's about it. Until later!
BTW: Thunderstruck is SUU's theme this year. I just choose to call it Thundastruck to add more flava. And Tristan, please write more on your blog!

Is it Just me or is Fergie pulling a Gwen Stefani on us?

I am pleased to say that my vote really did count this time and Benji won last night. I can now sleep easy knowing that the title of America's favorite dancer didn't go to Travis. (Wow, I really can't wait until I have real problems to worry about.)

My friend Stankho, who should get a blog by the way, called me last night to hang out but I had to say no because of the 2 hour long show. I think she now thinks I am a bimbo, but I am all for the reality shows where I have the say. (see my post about American Idol)

One major reason I wanted to watch was because Fergie from the Black Eye Peas performed and I really like the Black Eye Peas. Did I miss something...did Fergie go solo? I basically thought I was watching a performance by Gwen Stef herself. What's up with the crazy wardrobe, excentric backup dancers, and the Hollaback girl like lyrics? What's up Fergie?

Like I said, I can't wait until I have real problems to worry about.

Who's Who from Hey Jude

In case you were wondering who the heck these people are. P.S. Thanks for you comments!

LJ: One of my good friends. We were stand partners in orchestra for 2 years and we are now going to SUU together. She now has a blog that rocks my socks south of the boarder. (We once got stuck in a bathtub with this other girl (with our swimsuits on! sicko), and painted the names of these boys on our head because we thought they were cute, but hurried and washed them off because we realized how lame it was. We sewed together our senior year and wrote notes to each other during psychology. Now, we comment on each others blogs.

A November Guest: It all started at Farrer Middle school when we were stand partners. Then we went to Provo High and were stand partners again. Then 2 years after that, we became stand partners once again. (Did you follow that?) Besides being orch dorks, we were also yellow journalism correspondents. We once rapped a song to LJ on her birthday (she can do a mean beat boppin'), she is also pretty crazy at dances. She started a blog called a november guest. You should read it, it's crazy fun.

My Mutha: I don't think I have to explain how I know her. But you should all get to know her because she basically rocks!

Assis to the Bish: *This nickname was invented by LJJ copyright March 2006. This name was given someone we all like to call "T-bone"* Jake and I go back. He was my primary teacher, then my sunday school teacher, and now he's the assis to the bish. His son made me smell his new shoes a few sunday's ago.

CJane: My old young women leader. She has a picture of Amelie on her wall. She kicks (Sista K, not Amelie...well I guess Amelie does too, but I'll save Amelie for another post)

Used to be my Sunday School Teacher, now lives in Texas: Pretty self explanatory. I used to babysit his kids and his wife used to teach me piano. I once went to a party at his house and we had some darn good pizza. (I don't remember what we did at the party, but I remember that pizza)

Cristina: My dear aunty. She is an English teacher and comments frequently. She should start a blog. I would defiently (wrong spelling I know) read it. I used to call her Kiki, and she once had a fish named Gordon. I like to talk about stupid people with her.

Well, I have to go. According to my brothers, super cell 2 has just begun. They were just running crazy outside with a video camera capturing the footage of this storm. They now can add it to their collection: "Super Cell 06", "Super Cell 06: The Aftermath", and of course the award winning "Yamagachi: a Japanese short film".

Further Clarifications

Stand Partner: The person who sits next you/shares a stand with you in a music class
Orch Dork: Name given to those who dare pick up a string instrument. Better than a "Band Geek" and much better than a "Choir Queer".
Crazy Fun: Not just fun, crazy fun
Rocks, Kicks: Phrase used by Hey Jude to describe when someone is cool in her book
LJJ: LJ's full name
T-Bone: Someone who, like most people I talk about, rocks
Amelie: A french movie about a girl who falls in love with the only cute French guy I have ever seen named Nino. (Sista K, I believe I still have your movie. I'm sorry)
Sista K: Another name for Cjane
Yamagachi: a Japanese short film: What happens when my brother Scott gets a video camera for Christmas and get bored one night

I hate macs even though they do look pretty cool

For the record, I am currently living at my grandparent´s home in Pleasant Grove. I am typing on my grandfather´s computer (mac) with an international keyboard (ñç€). My house got it´s 15 min of fame (if I couldn´t at least my house could). I miss my bed. I love my grandparents.
The End.

Bolly, Bolly, Bolly! Please Pass the Garlic Naan

I know I blog alot about movies, but I just have to saw I have had a re-awakening of some type. The other day, I momentarily left the world of Hollywood and entered into the world of Bollywood.

Bollywood: (Hindi: बॉलीवुड, Urdu: بالیوُڈ) the informal name given to the popular Mumbai-based Hindi language film industry in India.

It all started the day I watched the Indian spinoff of Pride and Prejudice called "Bride and Prejudice". It's the greatest thing since Mouling Rouge. They sing a song called "No Life Without Wife". The little girl I babysit and I like to sing and dance to it . Then my friend who came home from Malaysia showed me a real Bollywood from India. It probably was the funniest thing I have ever seen. I am hooked. I can't get enough of the bright costumes, hilarious dancing, and the Brad Pitt/Tom Cruise/George Clooney of Bollywood: Shahrukh Khan.

If you haven't seen Bride and Prejudice, I highly recomend it. You can sing and dance to No Life Without Wife with me.

What you may refer to me as this summer thus far

The lover of all things Supreme Burger Supreme that is. I haven't been there in like a year, and I have been missing out on so much. Even if you don't like burgers, don't eat burgers, or whatever, just stand inside the building and inhale the lovely smell of all things supreme.

The Queen of Pre-Teen Drama I was there with Lizzy when she was on a class field trip to Italy and was mistaken for an Italian pop singing sensation in Lizzie McGuire's own movie, landed a tripple toe-loop with the Ice Princess, helped Hillary (aka princetongirl) escape from her evil stepmother to meet Chad (aka noman) in a Cinderella Story. I witnessed Lindsay and Jamie Lee switch bodies and Jamie Lee grabbing her behind saying "This is definetly not mine!" in Freaky Friday. And recently, I had the privledge to meet the ocean's very own Aquamarine!

Advid Superman fan Hello, have you seen this guy?

Citizen of Stars' Hollow Go ahead, just laugh but like I have said before, I am absolutly addicted to Gilmore Girls. I am currently watching season 4. It basically rocks!

Freshman I offically leave in 7 weeks. My mom and I made my list of what I need to do/get before I go, I still don't know who I am rooming with, and I have started a nasty habit of biting my nails (I thought I was supposed to leave that stage at about 12) I have also realized that by going to SUU, I am rebelling both ways: I will be a T-bird and my school colors are red and white. Whoa, in yo' face Bulldawgs and Cougs!

Why I love July 4th

The Parade Pre-show

I didn't spend the night this year, but my dad made pancakes for us...one step up for the Houghton's

The Parade

A 15 year tradition

My grandpa's sincere smiles

And don't forget the fireworks!

...And then some

The End!