BOM reflection

As I was casually reading through the assigned readings, I missed one particular aspect that was very influential to me. In 3 Nephi 22:7-11 There is a phrase that says “For a small moment I have forsaken thee” then later goes on to say that “ In a little wrath I hid my face from thee for a moment, but with everlasting kindness ill I have mercy on thee” This was very impactful because I have my own struggles in my life. I have read and reread this passage and the one thing that I love about this the most is that for a moment He hid His face but with everlasting kindness will He show mercy unto me. Our trials, our hardships, and even our mortal existence are for but a short moment but his kindness and mercy are everlasting. This was very important for me to realize that no matter how hard life seems to get, it is for but a short moment and I can handle it.
As I prepare to serve a mission, I have kept this chapter marked well because missions are hard. I have never heard of a missionary that came home and said “I did not really work hard. I got to relax a lot.” That is not how missions work. My mission is going to stretch me and work me very hard in a good way. The reason I am telling you this is because when I get overwhelmed in the mission field, I can always turn to this chapter for comfort. No matter how hard or physically taxing it seems to do the work, it is only for a short moment and I will receive blessings for the rest of my life.
On a side note, there is a song by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir entitled “My Kindness Shall Not Depart From Thee”. If you have a spare moment after reading this, please take the time to listen to it.

Last blog post.

For my final blog post, I want to write about absolutely nothing in protest of the 5 billion blog posts that I have had to write.  In all actuality I think I wrote all of my blog posts for the semester in only 7 days.  I do not mean that I wrote blog posts for 7 consecutive days but out of all of the times that I have posted blog posts, I think that they pretty much all came from those select 7 days.  I am not really surprised that I only have 7 days of blog posts.  I am lazy.  I am looking at a calendar of this last semester and I have missed a lot of work that I needed to get done.  I hate statics class.  It is a bunch of bull.  They do not have the grades posted so you do not know how well or poor you are doing in that class.  The highest grade I can get in that class is a D-.  That is bull crap! I could have done so much better in that class if only I knew what my grade was all along.  Thanks a lot college of Engineering Technology!

Batmanning

Have you heard of planking? How about owling?  Have you heard of the newest trend called coning?  Well let me tell you about the coolest trend of all that is taking over.  It is called batmanning.  Batmanning is when you hang from some object by your feet.  Then you suspend your body in the air with you head being the closest part of your body to the ground.  Your body should be in the vertical position with your feet as the highest part of your body.  Once you are hanging upside down, you cross your arms across your chest.  Do not fold your arms or you will look sillier than Bill Cosby when you give him a briefcase full of monopoly money.  You put your fists near the opposite shoulder the same way that you are supposed to do when you ride down the ride at Seven Peaks Water Park called Free Fall.  That is the position that you should have your arms in.  Then you take a picture of yourself because if you do not take a picture then no one will even know how cool you are.  The evidence is in the picture.  That is how you batman. 

Breakfast at 4 am

It is late and I am hungry.  It is almost four in the morning and I am still working on homework.  I have an awesome roommate who not only thoughtful and endures my constant complaining, but he is nice enough to get up and make a full meal of breakfast burritos.  He did not even ask to use my potatoes for the hash browns or my eggs for the… eggs.  Also he did not do it because he owes me one.  He did not do it in hopes for a favor in return.  He just did it out of the goodness of his heart.  I am so happy to have a good roommate who is so nice that he would be willing to get up in the middle of the night just to cook me food.  I was not even whining about it yet.  I was just wasting time on the computer.  Maybe he cooked it because he was hungry.  Either way I got some of the breakfast burrito so I am not upset about it.  I have the best roommate that anyone could ask for.  He is always nice to me even when I do not deserve it.  The end.

First College Goal

My first college goal as a BYU ice hockey player was an impactful goal.  It was the first goal of the game for the cougars.  We were playing against SR Junior College.  As I recall it was my second shift of the game.  I was in front of the net and my defenseman took a shot from the point.  His shot went wide and the puck ended up behind the goal.  I skated back behind the goal and wrapped the puck around right behind the goalie’s left foot.  I was so happy that I had scored my first goal I was flipping out and did not know how to react.  I was super excited and finally gained my composure before skating past the bench to knock gloves with each one of my teammates.  Because I scored the first goal of the game, I was allowed to start the next game which was a dream of mine.  I started the next game in the arena that the Idaho Steelheads play in.  I was super excited but I got lots of jokes from my teammates because I am the worst player on the team.  All in all I was pretty happy though.

Working for bishop

I am trying to earn money so that I can serve a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  I want to serve for a period of 24 months.  In order to earn a few more dollars I asked my home bishop how best to find a good paying job that I can get a lot of hours at.  Then he told me that I could do some seasonal work at the gas stations that he owns.  The gas stations that I was to work at needed to be swept because of the rocks that accumulated over the winter.  I went to go work my first day and it took me a total of 7 hours to work to get one of the three gas stations swept.  That was not very much fun.  I got blisters on my hands from sweeping so much even though I had work gloves on.  I do not mean to complain because it is not that bad but I do not think anyone enjoys having blisters on their hands.  The wounds dried out and started cracking. This caused them to bleed and it began to be very painful.  But I am okay.

Problems

I have to write an essay for my Current Social Problems class by noon tomorrow.  I have not started and this is supposed to be a 4 to 5 page paper.  I am trying to finish these blog posts so that I can get around to starting my paper.  They said that there is absolutely no way that they would accept a late paper so I have to get this paper done.  That entails that I have to finish all of my blog posts so that I can start working on the assignment.  This assignment description is longer that the paper itself.  The assignment description is 4 pages single spaced.  That means that it is almost a full 8 pages of assignment description! I am not excited to start the paper but it is something that needs to be done.  I am going to write about how the fast food and availability of food is making the American people fatter.  I am not wholly convinced of the topic but I am positive that once I start doing the research necessary I will come to a realization of the effects of fast food.  I am almost ready to start my paper.

Lights on 900 East

I do not like driving up 900 east.  There is a serious problem with the timing of the lights.  The other night I was trying to drive up 900 East in the middle of the night when there are no cars on the road and I had to stop at all of the lights except for 1.  That is terrible light timing.  I ran a few red lights in protest of the horrible system that is in place.  I am not happy about the lights.  Perhaps if I can write a letter to the city I can get someone to realize that there is a problem.  I do not think that I, as an individual, can make a big difference that will make any person in power act on the problem.  University Avenue has a lot better timing of their lights.  I do like driving down University because I can drive the speed limit and I will not have to stop a single time because the lights are timed very well.  Whoever the engineer was that timed the lights on University Avenue should take the time to work for the city and get the lights on 900 East timed better.

letter

I got a letter from a missionary that is serving in Chile.  His name is Elder Porter.  He is a good friend of mine and I like to spend time with him.  I cannot spend time with him anymore obviously because his is busy serving the Lord.  In his letter to me he mentioned that the drivers in Chile are ridiculously crazy and he said that they remind him of the days that he used to drive with me.  I consider myself to be very competent in handling a car but what I may lack is judgment calls.  I can drift in my car very well and can keep my car going where I want it too.  I have a video of me drifting in my Montero posted on YouTube.  In the video I do a teacup kind of circular drifts across a parking lot.  I would encourage you to go look at my video if you have the time.  It is mildly entertaining and I could always use more views.  If you type “crazy drifting in a snow storm” or something like that into the search bar I am sure my video will come up in the first page of results.

Rest in peace dearest Gilbert

I used to have a fish.  It died.  I named my fish Gilbert.  I killed Gilbert on accident.  I did not mean to kill Gilbert.  Gilbert was cute.  I like cute fish.  I got Gilbert from my uncle’s wedding.  He had the fish.  He used the fish as a decoration.  Gilbert was a decoration.  Gilbert was on the candy table.  It was funny.  Gilbert was next to the Swedish Fish.  Swedish Fish are tasty.  Gilbert is not tasty.  I did not eat Gilbert.  I did eat Swedish Fish.  Gilbert came home.  Home is my dorm.  I had Gilbert in my dorm.  He died in my dorm.  I did feed him.  I did not feed him fish food.  I gave him croutons.  He does not like croutons.  He would puke.  He puked croutons.  He could not digest croutons.  He died because of croutons.  I flushed Gilbert down the toilet.  He is gone.  He is not coming back.  He cannot swim.  He only sinks.  He did not live very long.  He died quickly.  He is in heaven.  I know it.  He was a good fish.  He never did anything wrong.  He was a fish.  Fish cannot do wrong.  I miss my fish.

ward blanket

The blanket that is on my bed was given to me by my ward family.  It was a kind gesture that was extended to all of the graduating seniors in the ward.  I think that my blanket was sewn together by the primary president even though I am not supposed to know who sewed my blanket for me.  My blanket is warm and I sleep with it every night.  It is a BYU blanket.  This makes me happy.  The reason why it makes me happy is because I like BYU.  I like BYU because I was raised to like BYU.  I was raised to like BYU because my father likes BYU.  My father likes BYU because that is his alma mater.  It is also my mother’s alma mater.  My father and mother went to BYU together.  While at BYU my father purposed to my mother.  I do not recall how the proposal happened but I am positive it was pretty cute.  I think that it was at least cute enough for my mom to say yes.  I am fairly positive it was cute though.  I want to get married someday.  I think that I would be nice to be married.

The Wall

The wall next to my bed is white. There is a little dent in the drywall because one time I was running away from one of my fat roommates when he had a Nerf gun and as I ran I searched for security in my bed.  In my rush to get to my mattress I hit my head on the wall.  I did not think much of it.  In fact, I did not think much at all for a few moments after that.  I did get a head ache though and I did not enjoy having a head ache.  The headache lasted for a long time as I noticed it the next day when I returned to my dorm from classes.  My head started to hurt and I could not figure out why.  Then I realized that I had hit my head the day before when I ran away from an attack with a Nerf gun.  I did not think that the run and retreat was worth the headache and dent in the wall.  If I would have been shot it would not have hurt because the bullets for the Nerf gun are all made of a soft plastic material. 

Picture

MAKE UP POST

My roommate, Will, drew a picture for me and I would like to describe it in 200 or more words.  The picture is drawn on a normal piece of printing paper.  The sketching is done with pencil.  All of it is.  Although it is on a large sheet of paper, the drawing itself does not take up very much space.  When drawing faces, Will tends to elongate the faces.  I do not mind if his drawings are good or bad because it is really nice of him to draw me pictures at all.  I have the drawing posted above my desk because I love it so much.  It is sitting right next to the burned compact disks that were burned for me by another friend’s little brother.  My friend’s little brother is a DJ.  I think that is super cool but back to the picture.  The picture has a shaded background.  I think this adds depth to the picture.  That is just my assumption because I do not know anything about drawing.  I am not an artist and have never had very much artistic ability.  I think the drawing that Will drew for me is very nice and well done.

Festival of Colors

MAKE UP POST

The festival of colors was very fun.  The Krishna Temple is near my parent’s house so I would attend the festival of colors very frequently.  The annual tradition is one that I have not missed out on since last year.  I particularly enjoy the festivities because everyone there is so happy.  It is not like a concert or something where people are just there.  At the festival of colors, there are all kinds of people that come together and don’t judge because everyone looks the same.  One of my friends was walking around and he offered free hugs to all of the girls he could find.  He thought he was pretty cool until we saw a couple making out.  Anyone who has been to the festival of Colors would know how incredibly disgusting that really is. There is a plethora of chalk that literally get everywhere on the body including the mouth.  The chalk tastes something like what I imagine licking a construction workers boots would taste like.  Did that make sense?  But all in all I would say that my favorite part was when we burned the witch.  It symbolized burning the bad parts of us and forsaking them.