The Century Magazine is finally out (it was supposed to be out for Friday), and it was cool to see my name in print, no matter how short and simple the "article" (which was more like a snippet) was. Then at the New Era, they gave me a contract for a short "Instant Message" I wrote that will be in the January 2006 issue for $25. I had put a story on Janet's desk more than a month ago and had not heard anything, so I assumed she hadn't liked it and didn't say anything. However, today, she ca...

Mom and I have gotten along famously well for the last several months, but during the first week of March I kind of lost it. I feel badly, and I know you can't really blame your emotions on others, but certain things really set me off. First of all, I needed a stamp pad (remember Rosie?) for the Relief Society fliers that I am in charge of. (I know they assign things like that to get people involved, but I have work on Tuesday nights, so I'm a hypocrite in that I create things telling peop...

Today I was underlining words in my German book like a madman because my class was at 9:10 and I hadn't translated the whole story yet. (I would have to hide my face in shame if you saw my underlining.) All of a sudden, a voice said, "Was liesst du?" Whoa. I almost jumped. That means, "What are you reading?" I turned to the first page and showed the dude behind me what I was reading. The rest of the bus trip I did not get any homework done, because we were excited to speak German to ea...

So, I dubbed this week "Anti-Social Week." Did it work? No. I tried so hard not to hang out, but I got through five days! Whoo! I was hoping to discover if not hanging out improves school work. I did get more done, but most of the time I just did something else instead. I'm going to write an article about it. The sad thing is, I had it all in my head, but I didn't write it down soon enough. I hate when that happens. Yesterday I was dying because I felt like I was going to expl...

Here are my choices: 1. Graduate in August and audit those classes I want while I work part-time at the Family History Library. 2. Don't graduate in August, take the classes to graduate in December, work at FHL part-time. 3. Graduate in August, work full-time somewhere, audit one of the afternoon classes (Magazine Editing). 4. Graduate in August, work abroad in Zurich (I found this job with awesome benefits there, but it has no editing experience). 5. Do this editing internship at...

There was this creepo at the library this week. He kept checking out me and Sister M*. I sat so that my head was behind the computer, because he was really making me uncomfortable. I called Elder S* to help us figure out how to ocmbine the GEDCOM files When I sent Sister M* out to put an "Out of Order" sign on one of the computers, he gave her this really strange look. She came in and said, "That was WEIRD." "I saw that," I said, and we wondered about it. He would come over and ask stra...

I know, I know, it's been quite a while. A lot has happened, and yet, not much has happened at the same time. The more I've looked at what I'm doing, the more I wonder if I'm good enough to be writing. Some of my papers have turned out quite well, but my creative writing that I thought was pretty good didn't spark any interest in the people I showed my articles to. (Whoa, I ended my sentence in a preposition.) I'm in a really strange mood right now - I'm very reflective. When I see wha...

So, guess what I have finally succeeded in doing? Simplifiying my life! Heh heh heh! Last week I was signed up for 23 credit hours and some independent study classes, service study at West High and Bad Dog Discovers America School, my job at the Family History Library, editing work at the New Era, and coaching basketball. Well, last week, everything fell into place! It made me so happy! I discovered that the teaching thing won't work out - you have to have a major as well, and you have ...

Well, I have internet access now because I go to school every day and have a choice of fifteen or so computer labs, two of which are in the two buildings where my classes are. I can't believe how much I have to do! I always seem to get to this, where I just stare and stare at a paper with my schedule and wonder "Where in the world is there more time? Why, oh, why is there not more time? There HAS to be more time! It's got to be on here somewhere!" And I stare some more and eventually I ...

-This morning, Mom dropped me off late to the bus stop. I knew that I was going to have to wait and be really late to Institute, AND FREEZE! I stood there on crackly ice and thought, "Heavenly Father, please let something work out." I kept looking at my watch and down the street, hoping that somehow it was late. Well, guess what? This truck with emergency lights (not flashing) drove past me and pulled over. Then it signaled to the left and did a U-Turn. As it pulled up to me, I saw tha...

It seems like every semester I get concerned about finances, but this time there really is no way around it. I'm trying to figure out how I can get enough to pay for tuition and to pay for my summer stuff, etc. Today I'm going to sign up to pay tuition in five installments, so that will relieve the problem for a bit . . . Mom is unhappy that I'm selling the car. She says I'm being inconsiderate and that she can't chauffeur me around. So, I'm trying to get by with the smallest number of in...

I took my last test final today. I had to guess from which poem three passages were. Not just one, THREE! Yikes! I guessedcorrectly on two of them, but not on the other (I checked as soon as I got out). Plus, I couldn't come up with anything to say about some of the passages, like, "I do not know which to prefer,/The beauty of inflections/Or the beauty of innuendoes,/The blackbird whistling/Or just after." (Wallace Stevens, 13 Ways of Looking at a Blackbird) It's one of those poems tha...

Does anyone know how to sign out of my joeuser blog? I can't find where to sign out.

My final yesterday was awesome. I studied a bit with Tanya, but the first time her friend was there, so we kept getting distracted. The second time it was in the morning before the final, so it at least helped us to wake up so we could study together on time. We ended up writing our papers in the same room, but not really studying much. I memorized all of the artworks, and she still needed to, so I drove so she could study, but she just ended up drilling me while I drove. It sounds like ...

I stayed up late last Sunday night writing and researching this essay, and then got up early (4:30) to finish it. I was so proud of the final product, it really was a nice paper. Then, at 7:04 AM I realized I had done the wrong essay! I did the re-write instead of the one that's due! NO! I can't believe it! I am such an idiot. So I wanted to go visit Grandma right after school, but I had to turn in the essay. The funny thing is, I finished at 35 after and knew the bus came at 46 a...