Amusement Park

A few things that have been amusing to me in this the first week of class.

My folklore teacher is odd. He is a liberal with crazy greasy Shakespeare hair. I have has this teacher before and he is an odd bird. Anyway the first class period, I went into a nice daydream state. I came back to consciousness just in time to hear this from my crazy teacher: "I would never want to go to the movies with bears, every experience I have had with bears, they have tried to eat me." All I could to stop myself from laughing and asking "Really?! How many run ins have you had with bears?!"

Another amusing conversation with boyfriend was had, it went like this:

Me: "Boyfriend, do I stink? Cause last class, I sat next to this boy and he was leaning away from me like I smelled bad."

BF: "Not really that bad."

Me: "Then why was he leaning away from me?"

BF: "He's just not that into you."

Me: "What?"

BF: "He's not attracted to you. Not everyone is attracted to you."

Me: "What? I highly doubt that."

BF: "Yeah I used to think everyone was attracted to me too, but it's not true."

Me: "Weird"

And then my old man biology teacher said this "I hate those texting machines."
Hahaha I thought it was so so funny.

First Day of School

It is the first day of school and currently I am sitting in the hall waiting for my first class to start. Here is to hoping that my posts will not be filled with complaints about teachers, classes, or parking spots. Happy School Year!!

Truly the Best BF Ever!!

I don't want to brag or nothing but I seriously have the best boyfriend ever. I have evidence.

Enter exhibit 1: Conversation between boyfriend and I.

Me: Boyfriend, everyone calls you my sugar daddy. You sort of are.
BF: I know but I like it that way. I like buying you things.

Enter Exhibit 2: Another conversation between the two of us.

BF: What do people wear to Mormon weddings?
Me: If you're single, a look of desperation. If you're already married, a look of pity.
BF: I'm serious. What should I wear?
Me: I don't care.
BF: Ok you choose something for me to wear. And get a card for me to put money in.
Me: Ok. Should I sign it from both of us?
BF: Duh.
Me: You are every womans dream

Enter Exhibit 3:

BF: It's your last week of summer.
Me: Don't remind me.
BF: We should do something. Like one last hoorah.
Me: Ok

Later that day.

BF: (through txt message) What do you know about this little Inn in Cedar City?
Me: Nothing, I have never spent much time in Cedar. Why?
BF: Um no reason

What do you want to bet that BF is taking me to a B & B in Cedar this weekend?

Enter Exhibit 4:

For my birthday, he got me 2 pairs of shoes, a hat, a massage, and 100 hundred dollars. Not to mention the fact that he also took me on a little get away that weekend as well.

And this comment made by BF: "I'll do whatever. You set it up and just tell me where to pay."

I have a million other Exhibits to enter but I think you get the idea. Lesson learned: Pick men up at the chiropractors office, they turn out to be the world's best boyfriends.

So Far. . .

It is birthday week! So far for this birthday week, I have had the pleasure of detoxing through a rigorous routine of sitting on the couch in my house where the air conditioner is broken. I was also treated to a massage by a billion little ants crawling on my body. Where did the ants come from? Well from the melted Popsicles I found under the couch. Children are such a joy to have around. And then I found a half eaten banana under my bed, also left their by a child. I'm assuming anyway cause I don't know where it came from, I don't even like banana's. But this weekend is going to be even better. Swimming pools, food, ice cream cake, and massages. I can't wait. Birthday week rocks!!