TOTALLY worth the 6 minutes

This video just makes me laugh. I totally wish I could just do this sometimes. I have a lot of irrational thoughts and feelings (as I'm sure everyone does), oh if things were only this simple!!

Note to self....

....Don't try to study where freshmen congregate....

So this morning I went to Eyring Science Center to get some homework done just before my class. I was there about an hour early so I broke out my laptop and set up shop on a table near about 50 other students studying silently. The atmosphere was pretty much exactly like the library. Nice and quiet. Perfect for getting some work done.

Silly me.

After we had all been studying about 15 minutes, two little freshman came in and sat at a nearby table. They were very chatty. This was tolerable. Not a problem at all. But then one of the girls opened her laptop and started playing music. Adam Sandler's, "I wanna grow old with you." Now I quite enjoy this song. But when two tone deaf freshman choose to sing to one another in the middle of 50 other students quietly studying, I did get a little bothered. They were getting a lot of very annoyed looks from several other students, but to no avail. They continued to sing for the next 45 minutes.

That's not all!! With about 30 minutes left to cram in as much work as I could, 4 more youngsters crowded around another nearby table. They were chatty as well. Once again, tolerable. After all, the singing was still going on and that was much more of a distraction. All of a sudden, one of the girls screams, "Oh my gosh, a bird just ran into the window!!" The four girls jumped up and ran out of the building to investigate. When they got back, they sat around the table telling one another how shocked they were at what they had just witnessed, and how horrifying the whole scene was. One of the girls got the brilliant idea to call someone about the problem. The conversation went something like this:

"Oh my gosh, a bird just totally flew into the window at the Eyring Science Center. Oh my gosh. Well, it's totally suffering in a pool of blood outside on the ground. Could you please come put it out of its misery or something? Oh my gosh, I can't believe I just saw that happen! . . . . But it's totally suffering outside. Please, can't you help it?"

This went on for about 5 minutes. I could tell that the person on the other side of the phone felt like bonking this little girl on the head. She had her hand to her mouth throughout the whole conversation, as it she had just witnessed a bloody car accident and was about to burst into tears. I wanted to say, "It's a BIRD," but I held my tongue.

I'm so sorry for anyone who knew me as a freshman. I'm sure I acted much like the girls mentioned above.

Yummy dinner

To make myself feel better I needed to make a comfort food from my childhood. I made some home made macaroni and cheese. Brink Family style.

Enough macaroni noodles to feed whoever is hungry (or make leftovers)- about 3 cups dry today
salt and pepper
chopped garlic
2 eggs (roughly 1 per person who will be eating)
some milk (about 1/2 c.)
onion powder (or dry onion- whatever you like)
parsley for color
shredded cheddar cheese (about 4 cups)- more makes it better!
Most of the spices are to taste, so however much you are comfortable with will be just right for your family.

Cook noodles
while noodles are cooking, mix all other ingredients together (reserve 1 c. cheese)
pour cooked and drained noodles into the other ingredients
mix thoroughly
microwave 5 minutes
stir
microwave 3 minutes
stir
add remaining cheese and stir
microwave 2 minutes (or roughly until the grease in the cheese starts to bubble)

ENJOY!!!

This is one of my most favorite meals. My mom used to make it for us when we were little, but sometimes she would make it just for me because she knew how much I loved it. My mom is amazing!!

I knew I forgot something

I knew my weekend was worse than that..... I forgot to mention that I also got a speeding ticket on Saturday. I was driving through an open and empty field and got pulled over for going 39 in a 30 mph zone. On a Saturday. It was a $100 ticket. Honestly. HONESTLY. I know there are much be better things for cops to do. I was very calm when he pulled me over. Surprisingly so. Typically my heart races whenever I see flashing lights, even if I'm doing nothing wrong. I think most people feel that way. But this time, no queezy stomach. I pulled over, he asked for my information, I gave it to him. He told me I was speeding. He told me how fast I was going and I said that sounded about right. Then he asked how fast I thought the speed limit was and I told him, "well, since I'm in the middle of an open field way outside of town, I would assume the speed limit would be about what I was going." Then he told me it was 30. I was very obviously shocked. I let out an uncontrolled, "WOW". Anyway. After he gave me the ticket, I was still pretty calm. It wasn't until after he went back to his sqaud car that I sat there and balled. I was sobbing for about 5 minutes when I looked up and noticed he was still sitting behind me. I was a little embarrassed and decided it was time to leave. I drove to the cheese factory (my intended destination) and balled some more in the parking lot. I haven't had a ticket in over a decade. For those of you who are calculating, I was 16 and had just gotten my lisence. I learned my lesson and have been very careful ever since. Not careful enough I guess. Like I said before, I've been having a tough time lately.

Well wouldn't you know it....

I guess because I was so excited about my great day, something was going to happen. I've been having a rough week. Because we're so busy, and because my favorite sister and brother-in-law have recently moved away, we didn't get to carve pumpkins or decorate cookies this year. I was really sad about this. Then, I took a math test and it didn't go as well as I had hoped. What math test ever does, honestly? So that was a bummer. On Friday I went to bed, and I slept less than usual. I woke up in the middle of the night with massive stomach pains that just wouldn't go away. I tried to sleep through them, but couldn't. When I finally got out of bed, I tried to eat, but I felt like throwing up. Then I had to go to a really early dentist appointment. I was a little late because I didn't feel so well. When I got there, they doddled as usual. I had overbooked my Friday on accident so I REALLY needed to get out of there on time. The dentist took his sweet time, which normally would have been ok. But not this day. I stood up 3 or 4 times and tried to leave and they talked me back into sitting down and waiting. The dentist was right in the next room, I'm sure he was happy to let me squirm. They finally finished with me and I ran out of there as fast as I could, trying not to throw up at the same time. I raced to school where I was supposed to meet a fellow classmate to take some VERY important readings for a test we were performing, and I was 15 minutes late. We needed to take 30 readings within the first 15 minutes and I missed them. How freaking lame am I. I was so disappointed in myself and I know my classmate was as well. I completely let him down. Then I had to get some homework done for my class, and as soon as I had finished I drove myself to the health center. My stomach pain had moved up to my chest and I was getting a massive headache. The doctor diagnosed me with acid reflux which is much more common and much more painful than I ever would have imagined. He gave me two shots, two pills, and some yucky stuff to drink. Then they watched me for about an hour. When I got up to leave I almost passed out and they had to put me in a wheel chair. I couldn't stand up from the medication. Then we spent the weekend in Logan. I spent the whole weekend doing homework in pain. What a wonderful holiday. Then today I got an e-mail from my boss announcing the search for a new professor to fill my position. As if I didn't already feel as though I was being removed as forcibly as possible. I also missed my good friends thesis defense this afternoon. I'm such a horrible friend. I was so excited to go and support her, and I missed it. To top everything of....maybe I shouldn't.... oh what the heck, only girls read my blog. I'm also entertaining my monthly friend. Yeah for me. Sorry this was such a depressing post. I'm not feeling wonderful.