the guitar is coming great.
thanks for asking.
this blog's namesake is getting learned.
the byu bookstore is still on my hit list.
my french final: piece of cake.
the marie antoinette kind
there was a raccoon on the roof
of the house across the vollebyall court.
it was mysterious, and i thought it was
a cat.
nope.
raccoon.
still is a very big word for me right now.
still. in more ways than one.
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Friday, April 16, 2010
Monday, December 1, 2008
A non-bun in the non-oven
I hope that all of you had a fantastic Thanksgiving weekend (by the sounds of it on your blogs, you all did). I know mine was fantastic and filled with 60 degree weather, Steve Jobs (don't ask), and not worrying about anything (which may or may not be a downfall in the upcoming weeks before finals).
I've been walking around like I'm 8 1/2 months pregnant lately. My friend from California convinced me to do this intense leg workout with him the day before I was to sit in a car for a 10 hours drive. Smart move, Kayleigh. Smart move. Now, my legs and gluteus maximus hurt so bad, I kind of just waddle my way around my apartment and up the stairs from hell (which are more hell-ish than ever before, due to my condition). It's really quite hilarious. Getting up from the couch is quite a feat.
I'm very much looking forward to the end of the next few weeks. If I can just survive finals, I think it will be a miracle. Of course, after finals, a new semester starts, which means I have to buy new books (which means a potential mandatory trip to *shudder* the BYU Bookstore....I think I would rather have a gaping head wound...ya...you heard me). And if this stupid scholarship from the state would just come through, it would make my life a whole lot easier. I'm ready to bust a cap on all these broken promises from them. They told me I would get my funding this past month, and NOTHING has come. Thank you Utah Department of Education (or whoever, technically, the scholarship comes from...I should probably look that up before bashing them...oops).
Anyways...done ranting now. I should be more thankful than I'm sounding at this point. We'll see what the rest of the day brings.
I've been walking around like I'm 8 1/2 months pregnant lately. My friend from California convinced me to do this intense leg workout with him the day before I was to sit in a car for a 10 hours drive. Smart move, Kayleigh. Smart move. Now, my legs and gluteus maximus hurt so bad, I kind of just waddle my way around my apartment and up the stairs from hell (which are more hell-ish than ever before, due to my condition). It's really quite hilarious. Getting up from the couch is quite a feat.
I'm very much looking forward to the end of the next few weeks. If I can just survive finals, I think it will be a miracle. Of course, after finals, a new semester starts, which means I have to buy new books (which means a potential mandatory trip to *shudder* the BYU Bookstore....I think I would rather have a gaping head wound...ya...you heard me). And if this stupid scholarship from the state would just come through, it would make my life a whole lot easier. I'm ready to bust a cap on all these broken promises from them. They told me I would get my funding this past month, and NOTHING has come. Thank you Utah Department of Education (or whoever, technically, the scholarship comes from...I should probably look that up before bashing them...oops).
Anyways...done ranting now. I should be more thankful than I'm sounding at this point. We'll see what the rest of the day brings.
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