Police BEAT

It feels good to beat the police.......

Staying on task

I use to consider myself a pretty intelligent girl but I realize that I am not very smart at managing time. I wish I could be like those people who can just go sit anywhere quiet and get all their work done. I am more of a just-barely-passing type. This attitude will simply not do.

I always say that I am turning over a new leaf and that I will do better every new semester. Well, this is my public announcement to everyone: I might not be as fun as I use to be this semester. I am tired of just getting by. I really want to work hard and do the best I can. The reality of my upcoming study abroad in Egypt is haunting. The stakes have been raised since last year and actually making it into the program is not a sure thing even if I am a MESA student.

This is scary.

I want to do better. I remember that Sunday school lesson that advised all of us in class that a written goal is a lot more likely to be accomplished than a abstract mental goal.

This is my goal:

Get a B in Arabic(insha allah)..........A's in the rest of my classes.

thanks to my friend Garrett who has inspired me to use my school day hours wisely.

The forbidden fruit

I know that the Bible clearly states that it is a sin to covet thy neighbor's possessions. But since the first day I saw the fruitful branches that hang over into my backyard area behind my apartment, I have wanted to pick the heavenly smelling peaches that dangle from the tree.

On my initial evaluation of the situation, I was afraid that we might have been too late in picking the peaches. There were smooshed, decaying, and buggy peaches everywhere. The best of the best peaches were at the very top of the tree. So, I enlisted the help of my taller room mate Mira to help me in my quest for the sweet morsels.

Alas, we were both ineffective in our goal due to us being vertically disadvantaged. We then had our chivalrous friend, Rani, fetch a chair and shake some branches for us. He was able to pull a ladder from the other side of the fence and use it to retrieve the ripened treats.

After collecting a shirt full of peaches without being discovered and yelled at by our neighbors........I still have no idea what I want to do with them

But When you neighbor's peach tree gives you peaches, you make.........cobbler?

My favorite fashionista sikh

I just love this guy.

Waris Singh Ahluwalia +Wes Anderson movies= me so happy.

Hipster: The Internal and External Struggle

(I am not fooling this guy.)

My quirky friend Tiffany is convinced that I am a hipster. She posted the picture of me above on Facebook with the determination of proving her exaggerated point. I have gone through this before with my room mates last year and I still stick to my guns.........I am not a hipster. I must admit that I do have some hipster tendencies but those stem from me being a young, modern, college student.

Ok, Urban Dictionary characterizes a hipster as this, "Hipsters are a subculture of men and women typically in their 20's and 30's that value independent thinking, counter-culture, progressive politics, an appreciation of art and indie-rock, creativity, intelligence, and witty banter."

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So, I might qualify as a hipsteresque individual if we go of this standard definition. But I say, "who cares?" I am pretty confident that most of the students walking around BYU( actually every university campus in the world) is a hipster. Whether people are trying their hardest to be or not, the "hipster" style is almost inescapable and we will all just have to sit tight, keep are true interests close, our own personal styles intact, and sit this fad out.

I have to force myself not to eat my gum

The new dessert's line of Extra sugar free gum is the best thing I have ever tasted! I know that I have been mocked before for speaking in superlative but really...really...really. This gum is so good and it doesn't freak you out. I asked some stranger for gum the other day and my taste buds were pleasantly surprised by the smooth yet fresh flavor of the ice cream gum. I really want to try the strawberry shortcake flavor next...wish me luck.

Visit to SG

Thanks to Jordan Frei's hospitality, I was able to make it down to St. George for a family visit and some Swiss Days fun. My allergies were less grateful and flustered me a bit but they did not get in the way of my adventures with ol' friends.

Friday night was blur of driving, arriving home to an empty house, eating at in n out with Truebloods and co, then stomping through Tiger's Trail with ceej, dave, and jordan and being attacked by an awful swarm of bats.

Saturday began with waffles and then Swiss Day festivities. Swiss Days happened to be right next to my house. In fact, two of the three ways of getting to my house were blocked off due to the fest.

Today was a nice Sunday. I saw my nephew participate in the his first Primary Program. After church, i broke bread with the Trueblood family. It is always a joy to visit their home and to witness the intricacy of their playful plots.

Thanks Truebloods for the thoughtful teasing of today!