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Day 923: Ridiculously Happy
Jul. 12th, 2010 02:32 pmI am ridiculously happy. Usually when I think of Cody, I smile, but then the stress of studying gets to me, and I tell myself I have to study my tail off before I can talk to him, and then I'm all weird about calling him, and I'm a sad panda if we don't get to talk (we seem to have hit on a pretty decent every-other-night schedule).
Sunday was a good day. I went to church with my LDSBC roommates, and I like their ward a heck of a lot more than mine. I was quiet, but their Bishop was cool (he reminded me of Professor Sieberson) and their Sunday School teacher was cool (he reminded me, oddly enough, of Elder Sensei Raymond, although less with the tattoos and more with the education and Spanish accent).
After church I ate lunch, took a nap, and then studied with my mom over the phone. Utah has some seriously screwy real property rules, and Amber commiserated with me for a while. She's sad because her grandma is dying and she's far away and can't be there. I feel bad for Amber and have resolved to send her a present to cheer her up. I also got to talk to Dad, which was pretty awesome. (Yay for modern technology!) I chatted on facebook with Cody for a bit (we traded song lyrics, philosophy, and getting into grad school - apparently I'd forgotten to mention there's a med school at the uni where I went to law school - he stumbled across it, which means that either it's a great med school or he was poking around Nebraska; I'm going with the latter). After we chatted, I burned through two essays and a quiz...and guess what? I came out better than the expected average on the quiz (I say quiz - 36 questions over the space of an hour isn't really a quiz) and I did all right on the essays! So I rewarded myself by talking to Cody.
We talked med school, growing up, music, what went on in our days. I told him how I picked a grad school (because certain principles apply all around, like affordability and post-grad employment rates) and we discussed what random things we'd do in Cedar. Cody informed me that even though we both speak English we don't always speak the same language. He told me about his family and his brothers; I told him about my family and my friends. Just talking to the kid makes me crazy happy.
Yeah. Before I went to bed I checked out the songs he'd recommended, and hey, Yellowcard isn't such a bad band.
So this morning even though I slept in I was still up bright and early, and I had a brief facebook chat with Lucas before talking evidence with my mom. I've been working from the UPE outlines, and there's something I don't know then I hit up my class outlines. So far so good, I think. Mom has all kinds of crazy questions based on the news, radio talk shows, and other randomness, and half the time they aren't actually related to the topic at hand (but at least she makes logical connections when it comes to her tangents), but I feel pretty good about being able to explain things to her. It means I do understand something.
I had lunch and then burned through two essays and another quiz. I did pretty awesome on the quiz, all things considered, and all right on the essays, so I'm feeling pretty good about my day. I'm going to catch the episode of Drop Dead Diva that I missed, work on the present for my baby nephew, and then go train with Justin.
Today has been a seriously awesome Monday.
Sunday was a good day. I went to church with my LDSBC roommates, and I like their ward a heck of a lot more than mine. I was quiet, but their Bishop was cool (he reminded me of Professor Sieberson) and their Sunday School teacher was cool (he reminded me, oddly enough, of Elder Sensei Raymond, although less with the tattoos and more with the education and Spanish accent).
After church I ate lunch, took a nap, and then studied with my mom over the phone. Utah has some seriously screwy real property rules, and Amber commiserated with me for a while. She's sad because her grandma is dying and she's far away and can't be there. I feel bad for Amber and have resolved to send her a present to cheer her up. I also got to talk to Dad, which was pretty awesome. (Yay for modern technology!) I chatted on facebook with Cody for a bit (we traded song lyrics, philosophy, and getting into grad school - apparently I'd forgotten to mention there's a med school at the uni where I went to law school - he stumbled across it, which means that either it's a great med school or he was poking around Nebraska; I'm going with the latter). After we chatted, I burned through two essays and a quiz...and guess what? I came out better than the expected average on the quiz (I say quiz - 36 questions over the space of an hour isn't really a quiz) and I did all right on the essays! So I rewarded myself by talking to Cody.
We talked med school, growing up, music, what went on in our days. I told him how I picked a grad school (because certain principles apply all around, like affordability and post-grad employment rates) and we discussed what random things we'd do in Cedar. Cody informed me that even though we both speak English we don't always speak the same language. He told me about his family and his brothers; I told him about my family and my friends. Just talking to the kid makes me crazy happy.
Yeah. Before I went to bed I checked out the songs he'd recommended, and hey, Yellowcard isn't such a bad band.
So this morning even though I slept in I was still up bright and early, and I had a brief facebook chat with Lucas before talking evidence with my mom. I've been working from the UPE outlines, and there's something I don't know then I hit up my class outlines. So far so good, I think. Mom has all kinds of crazy questions based on the news, radio talk shows, and other randomness, and half the time they aren't actually related to the topic at hand (but at least she makes logical connections when it comes to her tangents), but I feel pretty good about being able to explain things to her. It means I do understand something.
I had lunch and then burned through two essays and another quiz. I did pretty awesome on the quiz, all things considered, and all right on the essays, so I'm feeling pretty good about my day. I'm going to catch the episode of Drop Dead Diva that I missed, work on the present for my baby nephew, and then go train with Justin.
Today has been a seriously awesome Monday.
