My Hilarious Life

So I just realized the other day, that my life is a series of hilarious moments. This realization came to me when in my family finance class of about 300 students, I had a T.V. sitcom moment. The class is held in the Eccles Science Center the best heated building on campus. However, it is also known to become a sauna in winter. This would be fine with me, but this class is not one you want to be overheated in. There is hardly ever an empty seat in class. It's full to capacity. I usually try to get there early so that I can scout out a seat, and look as if I don't want anyone to sit by me. (I am somewhat claustrophobic.) On this particular wednesday, walking in the room was like stepping out of a car during a hot summer in the south. It was muggy and humid in there! Disgusting! To make matters worse, I obviously wasn't doing a good job at seeming like a loner, because even before the rest of the row filled up, someone sat right beside me. The nerve! When there are still plenty of empty seats, you never sit directly by someone! This guy obviously didn't know the rules. He was nice enough, made small talk here and there, but he was HUGE! We're talking defensive line huge. I slid as far over to the other side as possible so I could breathe, and the class continued. But then, desperately searching for a seat another huge football lineman eyed the seat next to me. I prayed and prayed he'd find somewhere else, but lo and behold, he chose to sit on my left. So there I was, squidged between two huge football player sized men counting down the minutes until class was out. One had really bad breath, and the other had a really foul mouth. Both were sweaty, and overbearing. Yuck!

I was reminded at that instant of a sitcom I once saw with a similar situation. I immediately started laughing at the hilarity of the situation, which in turn caused stares from the linemen. But who cares! What a hilarious moment I was having! Sure it was a little uncomfortable but anyone who was watching us would have laughed at the tinyness of me in comparison to my huge friends. See my squished friends in the corner. That's how I felt.

Life is hilarious.

It's Been Awhile

So my blogging hasn't been as up to date as I'd like it to be lately, but I've decided that when I'm busy, the last thing I want to do is write about how busy I am. So here are all of the fabulous thoughts, feelings, quotes, song lyrics, and significant events rolling around in my head. This is the only way I know to get them out. Yes it is time for another fabulous bullet list!

• "Me and snow, we're through!"
• All four seasons of LOST! Hooray!
• Thank heavens for snow plows, and good tires.
• "I wish I had a river, I could skate away on."
• It's hard that you live so far away.
• Math is out to get me, and I might not escape.
• I am much to young to have a good friend married!
• Christmas came and went much faster than I would have liked.
• Too much, too fast.
• I wish I could be home more.
• "Have the courage to fail big and stick around! Make em' wonder why your still smilin'."
• Would you please just let me talk! No second guessing.
• I hope that you're really happy, and not just putting up a front because you're too sad to live your life the same way.
• My sisters are extremely important to me, spending time with them keeps me sane.
• Why do I still miss you?
• I hope they call me on a mission...well somedays anyway.
• I love knowing that you see me as an adult, with the ability to make my own decisions.
• "So what, I am a rock star, got my rock boots....boots?" Isn't it moves?
• Did I do something to offend you, or do you just not like me for no reason?
• "If....if is good."
• I have lost my faith in the US postal system...
• Still not sure how and if you fit
• "That and my pants are filled with starfish."..."You and your hobbies."

So as you can see, my head is filled with lots of confusing and sometimes contradicting thoughts. I guess the biggest problem is that right now, I don't know what I want. That indecision is creates problems in all aspects of my life: friends, family, school, work, relationships, and even church. So I guess the main question is what do I want?

Diet Coke Crisis

Diet Coke...mmm...I am not afraid to admit that I am an addict. Fully aware of what caffeine does to you, I drink it anyway. When you are subject to migraines like the women in my family are, Diet Coke is a necessity of life. This week was one of the frequent occasions that a migraine decided to take over my life. Naturally, I have relied on Diet Coke and Excedrin for relief, like many of the women before me. Today however, every Diet Coke machine in the world decided that they wanted me to suffer.

At about 10:00 this morning my head was throbbing so I decided that I needed my fix. I had some time between classes, so I thought I'd drop by the Cafe' in the library and get a fountain drink. I had my money all ready to go, and was impaciently waiting when, much to my dismay, I was informed that the Coke was out. NO!!! I couldn't believe my ears, and the pain in my head worsened at the disappointment. I left the library and crossed the street to the Education building where I had my next class. I turned the corner by the stairs and...FATE! There was a coke machine just waiting for me. I got my money out, but unfortunately the stupid machine didn't take dollar bills. So in order to get enough change I bought a 50 cent gum pack in the food machine next to it, ( I was desperate ) and somehow scrounged the $1.25 necessary. I put my change in and punched in B5, my vending machine number of choice. The screen said vending, but nothing happened! NOTHING! My money came spewing out of the coin return and the machine suddenly said, OUT OF ORDER. This could not be happening to me? It just couldn't be. Very frustrated now, I trudged into the Tech building for yet another boring and unhelpful math session. As I walked in, I noticed yet another coke machine in the hallway. I thought, 'What the Heck, I might as well try it right?' WRONG! After making my selection, the words SOLD OUT flashed across the screen. I just about broke down right then and there. The whole world was against me? How could Diet Coke betray me like that? After all the years I've given to it, how could it do that to me?

I walked home in the pouring, and I mean pouring rain. By the time I got home I looked like I had showered again. My shoes squidged and my nose was frozen, but I didn't care... all I could do was think about how Diet Coke let me down.

Don't worry, I finally got one before work. Perserverance people...

Love

I'm stealing this idea from another blog because I think it's something I need to write...

I love my roommates... I love cafe rio... I love watching old movies... I love walking in the rain... I love Edouard Manet's paintings... I love finding seashells... I love living in Logan... I love flirting... I love to play the piano... I love getting my paycheck... I love missionaries... I love wearing pretty dresses... I love making cake... I love LOST... I love chex muddy buddies... I love it when I balance at work... I love learning a new language...I love Broadway... I love Sascha, Carrie, Jessie, Brianna, Rachel and Jen... I love wearing sweats 2 sizes too big... I love it when my room is clean... I love the jokes on laffy taffy wrappers... I love Lion House Rolls... I love four wheeling... I love watching football in the rain... I love seeing my parents holding hands... I love Switchfoot and Regina Spektor... I love Diet Coke... I love testimony meeting... I love cucumbers... I love the feeling I get after running... I love watching the RedSox... I love getting mail...I love writing letters... I love Jack's missing tooth grin... I love playing in the leaves... I love to tease... I love holding sleeping babies... I love engagement stories... I love Elizabethtown... I love waking Sarah up in the morning... I love bear hugs... I love to play volleyball... I love the temple... I love taking pictures... I love overcast weather... I love driving up the canyon...I love the first snow... I love watching Smallville with Abby... I love the smell of a new book... I love my bright red Honda... I love British and Austrailian accents... I love listening to Max do Buzz Lightyear sounds... I love brushing my teeth... I love looking at the stars... I love hearing the wind outside my window... I love red headed people, Becky and Katelyn... I love Singing... I love not wearing make up... I love the Office... I love talking to my brother about girls... I love my mom's sweet dance moves... I love Audrey Hepburn... I love it when my Grandparents Boucher bicker... I love climbing trees... I love playing a part in a Musical or Play... I love the smell of freshly cut grass... I love Aggie Ice cream... I love USU Campus at night... I love playing dress up... I love the Nordstrom sale... I love wearing sweaters... I love taking long naps... I love reading the scriptures... I love playing Spoons... I love learning a new song on the guitar... I love the symphony... I love the scrapbook store... I love the smell of coffee... I love Seth's "Megan...look at me!" ... I love President Monson... I love swimming... I love when my dad leaves me messages... I love New York... I love falling in Love...

"Mom Mode"

After a day of being constantly on my feet, I came home from the Library yesterday only to find my roommate Melissa lying in bed with a fever. I soon found out that she had been in bed all day with the worst of flu symptoms. She'd had nothing to eat all day and was basically immobile, she even told me this morning that she had no recollection of us talking to her last night.

It was a lovely situation to walk into after an unbelievably long day. However last night I realized something about myself. I have a "mom mode" that somehow switches on whenever someone close to me is hurting, physically and emotionally. For example, last night I became instantly concerned with how Melissa was doing. I felt the need to feel her forehead, check her temperature, and made sure she was drinking enough fluids. Normally, I'll be honest, sick people freak me out. In this case however I was so worried about my roommate being miserable that I just had to take care of her. Even now I find myself texting my other roommates to make sure Melissa is resting and drinking water. I was overwhelmed at first, I didn't realize that I had this side of me, but luckily my roommate Mandy's mom mode had switched on before mine and she was quick to put me to work helping Melissa. I was suprised that we both had this within us, when our other roommates didn't seem to have it at all.

Now that I know I can do this, there is no limit to what I can do! Huzzah! It's such an empowering feeling to know I have this ability within me.