I love sneezing. Except when it hurts my head.
This is the first semester I have done laundry in a Laundromat in my life.
I love keeping a journal.
I can wiggle my ears.
Homemade popcorn is my favorite.
I like to think I’m a clean, neat, organized person. Then I look at my room.
I think it’s fun to make ugly noises and talk in stupid voices with my sisters. Just deal with it.
I never ever use hand railings (especially metal ones) in public if I can help it. Just think about how many people who never wash their hands have used that railing before you…ew.
I rarely dream.
Writing papers stresses me out. Bother did I learn nothing from Durham’s class??
Rainy days make me happy.
I would love to go skydiving sometime.
I don’t own an ipod. (Someone the other day found that out and told me to get with the program. Ha!)
I went spelunking yesterday and LOVED it. Boo ya. No pictures, though, cause I don’t have a camera case and didn’t want it to get smashed. Never have I been in such tight spaces as I was in Micah’s Cave. Ha, how appropriate in lieu of recent events… Brought back memories of Nutty Putty.
I can inhale my food when the need arises.…which need arises often since I usually allot myself a full two minutes for breakfast. If I’m lucky.
I love the Old Testament. More church members need to study it because it surely is powerful.
I collect rocks. (Fine, this one is a lie.)
I have never fallen asleep in class.
I miss practicing the flute.
I wish I were smarter about things like politics and knowing who is in what position and what so-and-so’s policy is, but I don’t. And I’m not interested in that kind of stuff, or, for that matter, very willing to put in the time and effort that will make it so I can conversely intelligently (ie have opinions) about that kind of thing. At least by the time I get back I’ll know something about Middle Eastern politics…?
Maybe my all-time favorite class I’ve taken at BYU was Human Anatomy.
I’ve saved nearly every nice note that I’ve received from other people over the years. A few of them have made it into a binder I’ve entitled “My Happy Book” (inspired years ago by Danielle). The rest sit patiently, crammed in a couple large manila envelopes, waiting for me to get with the program. And I will someday, because it’s important to me to remember – and preserve - the random acts of kindness by the good people around me in my life.
I don’t think I’ve ever flown a kite.
I have an incredible sense of fulfillment when I am a participant in or at least feel invested in any of the arts. Classical concerts, opera, musicals, art shows and the likes make me feel well-rounded. What’s more important, they touch me – I’d even go so far as to say they complete me - in a way that history and science just can’t. So cool to have season tickets to a professional orchestra someday...when I have money...
I'm going to take a finance class before I graduate.
I'd love to have thick, comfy carpet in my future home. Hardwood may be nice and impressive (and, unfortunately, more practical), but I like my feet to be warm. Plus, it just seems more inviting.
I could eat breakfast food three meals a day and be perfectly happy. :)