I'm glad I have worked my life out thus far

First: There but for the grace of God go I.

Second. I am glad I have ambition and desires in life. I am thankful I wasn't married and having babies beginning before my second year of college. I am thankful I am the way I am.

Relationships are like a poker game

Relationships are like a poker game I have realized. It's interesting. 

Think about it. 

2 people playing the game. Each brings something to the table. At first you are generally conservative. Keeping the stakes low. You don't want to raise them too fast or too soon. That leads to disaster and loss. 

Then someone will raise the stakes by say, texting you more often or asking you to do stuff more often. The other must either fold, call, or raise. If you fold, you are out of this game. If you call, it will go on. If you raise, it may go on but it also may end depending on the other player. 

Next round the stakes may raise again, or you continue with what was "called" last round.

Then one ups the stakes. Say you are holding hands now - are you going to fold? call? raise?

How do you decide? Maybe you thought you wanted to fold but actually want to raise.

Maybe you were ok with calling but not raising. 

Maybe you thought there was a possibility of raising but now you want to fold and get out. 

Sometimes it takes a while for you to know what to do in this poker game. 

Its hard. The more there is at stake the harder it is to make a decision. 

**I have never played poker in my life and know basically nothing about it**

College was not "fun"

You know what?

Until this, my senior year, I never would have used the word "fun" to describe college. It more just "was".

Like, "Yeah. I am in college. I'm studying anthropology. Its cool. I love my classes. Everything else is alright. Could be better, could be worse."

Now it goes more like this, "Yeah. I am in college. I am an anthropology major and I love it! And I freaking love my life. I basically have a 24 hour party 7 days a week. It is so much fun. Holy crap."

As (maybe) mentioned in a previous post (or maybe on my Rocks & Twigs & Things sister blog), I made a goal to be more social this year and I am pretty sure that that is happening and that is why I am having so much fun all the time.
**Now I really do not mind being by myself - in fact I love it. I prefer it most of the time, but right now this whole social thing is working**

Anyway. I have had more fun in the month and a half ish of this semester than I had in the previous two years combined.
Someone finally got me to Country Swing Club this year and that is a beautiful thing. It is a good time and I love it. It is fun.
I also am tutoring for athletics now and I love my football players. They are hilarious and entertaining (and sometimes even focus on doing their school work :) and I love the few hours a week I spend helping them keep up their grades. They are FUN.
Another thing that is making life so fun. I am living in the moment. Very little forethought into my life these days. For example, yesterday. I had watched conference in the morning, Joseph came over in between session and we (aka he) had lunch (when I was supposed to be doing homework!) and then we watched the second session at Cassie's. Afterwards we three had a very long and philosophical conversation about God (when I was supposed to be doing homework!) We left Cassie's and instead of going home and doing homework like I knew I seriously should have....I went grocery shopping with Joseph (...again...). We shopped and then as he dropped me off afterwards at like 10 to 6:00, I got a text from mi amiga Kim. She said she had tickets to this Diwali Night here at UW. The tickets were to the dinner starting at 7:30 but the cultural part was going on from 5:00 onward. So I hurried and texted Zane to see if he was going to priesthood or if he wanted to go to Diwali Night with me. He was in so I took the tickets and we had an awesome time at Diwali Night. I REALLY SHOULD HAVE DONE HOMEWORK. I REALLY NEEDED TO DO HOMEWORK.

I was on the phone with my mom this week and she said to me, "You have been yawning a lot lately." So I kind of explained how I had been of the attitude "What the hey? I am in college! I am young! Let's have some fun!" I then told her how I thought I was done with that lifestyle since I was so bloody tired. She basically chastised me for being such an old lady all the time and that I really needed to act my age and keep making poor life decisions because I wouldn't always be able to do so with so little consequence.

But I have continued on the live in the moment lifestyle where between going to bed or doing homework and going to hang out with Joseph or go to Diwali Night or Shari's for game night with the girls, I choose the non-sleeping & non-homework route. And life has been fun. College is finally fun.

Now it isn't all sunshine and daisies since I am pretty sure my grades are taking a hit. But I sure can hear my mom saying, "It is about damn time."




AND RED SOX ARE KILLIN IT

The story of my first week back PART II

So there I am at church on the first sunday after classes started. I am sitting in Sunday school when I hear my Bishop and a friend, Joseph "whispering" in the back...loudly...

So I text Bishop, "You and Joseph, quiet!"
He texts back, "Yes ma'am"

I find out later that, at this point, bishop writes this to Joseph

So I also get a message from Joseph that says, "We were just talking about what kind of a date I will take you on"

To which I reply, "oh goodie. Hopefully you two planned a good one"

So after church I am walking out and Joseph says "So when are we doing this thing?"

I guess maybe you'll hear about how that one goes as well...maybe...

This story of my first week back is mostly the story about how in the first week of my senior year I have roughly the same amount of dates as I had in my freshman and sophomore/junior year of college. (not to make myself sound like the antisocial person that I actually am or anything...)

BUT, since I had a goal of being more social this year...I'd say I am well on my way to meeting that goal...

The story of my first week back

So there I am, thinking I was going to meet with my Bishop on the thursday night of the first week. This thursday night just so happened to also be the night of the Singled Out activity (more or less the same as this old TV show just the Mormon YSA version).

So I go thinking I'll hang around the activity until my meeting but I get there to find out that Bishop is MC-ing the activity. So I have to hang around til he is done.

Anyway the first round goes like this:

A boy, named Hyrum, is picked from the mens bowl of names and blindfolded. He sits at the front of the room. Then all the girls in the room go up to the front and Bishop asks questions:

What is love to you?

1. Warm and Fuzzy like Uggs
2. Fast and frenzy like Nikes
3. Footloose and free like flip flops

I chose 3. Hyrum chose 3 as well. So those girls who had gone to the 1 & 2 areas sat down.

Chose a plant that best describes you:

1. A cactus, prickly and hard to get close to
2. *some super long scientific name of a plant I don't know*
3. Some other plant I don't remember

I chose 1. Hyrum chose 1. So those girls who had gone to the 2 & 3 areas sat down.

At this point there were less than 10 girls. We maybe answered one more question like this and then there were 5 of us left.

This was the elimination round. We were asked to draw a picture of a fun date.

I drew a basketball court with me and a boy playing.
**IT LOOKED ROUGHLY LIKE THIS...

**

Some other drawings were a swing set, riding horses, and hiking. The artists (us ladies) then walked to the side of the room and Hyrum was unblindfolded. He walked around and chose the picture that he liked best. 

You guessed it....it was mine! 

I went from not even planning on participating to winning the first date of the night. Just. My. Luck.

Well it should be fun...we got a gift card to Chilis. Maybe I'll let ya know how it goes...

Part two of my first week back will come up shortly....