1. Spanish. I LOVE IT. It's such a great language. I'm glad my mom convinced me to take it instead of French in high school. Best decision I ever made. Ha. Anyway, I just took the final for my Intro to Spanish Literature class. I'll admit, I'm not a huge fan of reading and then analyzing in any language. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE to read, but as soon as you have to think deep thoughts about what you read and why it was written and then get graded on those thoughts, all the fun is completely destroyed. Anyway, I was not very good at keeping up on my reading for this class, but the last thing we read was a novel entitled Papel mojado. And I read every last bit of it! So while I may be super intimidated by all the returned missionaries in my class, I can say I read a whole novel in Spanish. And get this...I even understood it. Crazy. I know. Side note: If I serve a mission, I bet you anything, it won't be Spanish speaking. Just because. Ha.
2. Mail. I also love it. Since I was the third roommate to move in, I got stuck without a mail key. It kills me sometimes. But not enough to get a key of my own. Our apartment gets quite a bit of mail. Wedding announcements, letters from missionaries...what you would expect for an apartment full of sophomore girls at BYU. :) And did I mention my family is GREAT at sending me mail? In fact, they even mailed me letters they could've given to me in person at Thanksgiving. They're great. :)
3. So, it snowed last night. It was great! Waking up to snow is the best. Especially when it's been pretty warm here lately. I needed some cold to make me grateful for the California sunshine (which might not show up for a week or so when I get home according to the forecast). Anyway, ice skating was supposed to be the real topic of #3. Not the ice skating you are thinking of. But the ice skating I do when it's cold outside and small puddles make the sidewalks slippery. I purposely slide on the slippery patches just for fun. It's great. :) I call this ice skating. It makes the walk to and from school so much more exciting.
So I decided on the first day that there was snow this year that I wasn't going to make that mistake again. Thus, I proceeded to wear my Keds instead. I don't know what I was thinking. If anything, Keds have worse traction. See below.
When oh when will I ever learn? :)
5. Snow fights. After a devotional a few weeks ago, Anna Toone and I were walking down those bridge/ramps that go from the Marriott over the street to the parking lots. Snow was gathered on the top of the railing. And I could not resist the temptation. Thus, I continued to pick up snow with my bare hand...I repeat...my BARE hand...and then threw it at my roommate. We proceeded to have a snow fight. Yes we were acting like five-year-olds. But what can you expect from people who did not grow up with snow? So it was all fun, until I realized that my hand was freezing and numb and in pain. PAIN. Note to self, don't pick up snow and throw it without gloves even if the sun is shining and makes you think that it might not be cold outside.
Alright. That's it for now. Peace out homies. Ha.
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Bridget. it looks like you are wearing a funnel on your head as a hat. ahahahah
hahahhahaha. good observation mela. i hadn't noticed. :)
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