Bah! I Broke My Key...

The story goes as such.

Jed was bringing me home one night.

My roommates have the awful habit of locking the front door even when someone is home.

I have hardly no talent when it comes to locks and keys.

I never have really had to unlock doors before.

So this year was a new experience.

It was kind of exciting at first.

Then one day me and Jill were coming home and the door was locked.

I never have my keys when I'm with Jill, so Jill handed me her keys to unlock the door.

Since I am so talented with locks and keys, I basically bent Jill's key.

It's funny now.

I still think she's secretly bitter.

She brings it up a lot.

Anyway, Jed was bringing me home.

The door to my apartment was locked.

I pulled out my keys, and went to unlock the door.

The key bent.

I know!

Really Marissa?

Again?

I freaked.

The only reason the key survived last time was because Jill was there to rescue it.

I hurriedly got the key out somehow.

It was super distorted.

I tried to bend it back so I could unlock the door, and it completely snapped in half.

Okay so maybe I bent it hurriedly and a few times, cause I kept over compensating.

But what a sub-par key?

Anyway, I had to call Jill and have her come open the door.

Why the door was locked when Jill was home, I don't know.

The stupid things people do.

So this is now my key:

This is the culprit:

After this event I was pretty traumatized.

It's taken a lot of therapy for me to overcome this tragedy.

I've yet to ask the landlord for a new key.

This is How Cold Logan Is

The other night I got home from Layton, and Jill said to me, "Did you see the ice in the bathroom?"

I was like no...

Why is there ice in the bathroom?

That's...not...normal...

I walked into the bathroom only to behold this:

All that stuff on the window is frozen ice.

Oh and there were cute little mini icicle looking things.

Last year it was frost on the inside of the car.

This year it's ice in the bathroom.

What next?

I wouldn't be surprised if Hell froze over.

Just sayin.

Weekend with the BFF

This weekend I was alone and really bored.

My cousin and his volleyball team from Whitman College were coming on Friday night to play Utah State.

Cool right?

So I was planning on going to that...but Saturday was going to be dreadfully boring

Friday was already bad.

I basically sat at home all day doing absolutely nothing.

So I received a text from my BFF.

I informed her she should come to Logan.

So she did.

We watched volleyball, then I returned with her to the 801.

Don't you love being spontaneous?

I do.

The rest of my weekend was filled with red robin, movies, and fun. Thanks Kolonoscopy.

Ice Sculpture!...Almost.

The story begins on a Thursday evening.

Because I am a Parks and Rec major, I had already completed all my homework for basically the rest of the semester.
Jill for some reason was reading about the events eventing in Lehi.
She informed me that there was an ice sculpture demonstration at Thanksgiving point, as well as live reindeer who can't actually fly.
Jill wanted to go see these holiday attractions, so I suggested we go.
Jill was like, "really?" and I was like, "yeah."
So we went.

We drove two hours, then stopped at Wal-Mart so I could get an ear warmer.
Jill says it makes me look like a ninja.
We finally got to Thanksgiving Point,

Only to discover this:

If only you could have seen Jill's face.
I thought she was going to cry.

Despite this major set back, we tried to enjoy our time at Thanksgiving Point, for example:

After our short visit, we went to Jill's little sister's school book fair.

The only thing I could bring myself to buy were these two bookmarks.

They only cost 50 cents each.
And why yes, I did have to charge my debit card for only a dollar.


As we were leaving, I discovered the elevator and made Jill take it with me.

Then hold the door while I took a picture.

The End. Almost.
The rest of the evening consisted of The Office, yelling at Delilah, and belting out Christmas and Glee songs.
It was most delightful.
Oh dear!
I almost forgot one of the best parts.
On our way home from the school, we stopped at this house in the neighborhood.
It was incredible.
You pulled up in front of their house, tuned your radio to a set station, and their Christmas lights coordinated with the beat of the music!
It was so totally wicked!
See for yourself!

I.Love.Glee!

Yes, I have fallen victim to loving Glee just like everybody else. Normally that whole being just like everybody else thing would bother me, but I feel solid in my decision to like Glee despite it's overgrown popularity. If you don't know what Glee is you may as well just be dead to me, OR you should figure it out by viewing one of the many spectacular spectacular episodes.
I may love Glee, and many of the characters, but let me tell you, some of them are less than lovable. I'll break it down for you.

First there is Quinn. I.Love.Quinn. I know many might call her a strumpet and a liar, but she actually cares about Glee unlike half the other kids. Like remember that time she stuck it to the man, played dirty, and got Glee Club a whole page in the Thunderclap? I do. And that same time when she choose being a part of Glee Club over Cheerios?

Then there is her not-so-better half Finn. I.Hate.Finn. First he agrees to be the Glee Club Co-Captain, then he goes and decides to ditch Rachel in the Thunderclap picture that Mr. Schue wrote a personal check of over three-hundred dollars for. That's what I call a bumpkin. He's not even that good looking, come on, really? Plus he's immature and stupid. Like remember that time when he said, "We didn't even have sex..." to Quinn's mom, how stupid can he be. Honestly!

Next comes the Glee Captain Rachel. I.Hate.Rachel. I know everyone thinks her intensity is funny, but I think it's weird and freaky. Like remember that time she fell in love with Mr. Schue, and he sang that amazing mash-up to her? And she said, "I'm very young and it's hard for you to stand close to me."? OH and when she bought him that novelty tie and cleaned his bathroom?? She's psychotic, selfish, and plays the 'I have two gay dads' card too often.

Here is the aforementioned crush of Rachel, Will, better known as Mr. Schuester. If we were going to rank crush-worthy teachers at this school, he'd be number one with a bullet. I.Love.Mr.Shuester. Even when he is all angry and scary, he's still ridiculously good looking, and a lot to lose. He basically makes my heart melt, especially when he raps. Or just sings. But mostly raps.

Then there is his wife Terry. I.Hate.Terry. Yeah, yeah I know she loves him, but she is out of control. Basically stealing Quinn's baby, and planning to pretend it was her own? Come on, we all knew Will was going to find out eventually. What a stupid diabolical plan. Plus, she's selfish and rude. And she hates Will's singing and dancing and Glee Club. If the show would go how I wanted, Will would divorce her, which would then allow....

Him and Emma to try having a real relationship. I.Love.Emma. She is so fun and happy. Oh and did I mention clean? Plus, she is sweet and supportive of Will and Glee Club, whereas the former liar face, hates the singing and dancing bit. Again, if the show went how I wanted it to, Will would divorce Terry, and Emma would decide NOT to marry...

This guy. Ken. I.Hate.Ken. First off, don't be fooled by the tux, he is usually wearing a sweaty t-shirt and shorty-short gym shorts that need to be outlawed. I'm sure I'm not the only one who they make feel slightly uncomfortable, but mostly disgustified. He cares about Emma, but he's just not right for her. She's settling because she's desperate. Plus, he's dirty/smelly/lacks-any-personal-hygiene, and like I said, she's clean.

Next is Sue. I.Love.Sue. I love how mean she is, it's outright funny. Sue's Corner is probably the greatest thing since white bread. "All I want is just one day a year where I'm not visually assaulted by uglies... and fatties. Seriously Ohio these retinas need a day off. So here's the dream. Friday after Christmas, which I have off, if you're hideous stay at home. Spend the entire day watching home videos of a time when you weren't too repulsive for me to ever want to look at. And that's how Sue, C's it. " Phahahaha. Enough said.

Puck. I.Love.Puck. I know he is a punk, theif, and whatever else, but he actually has some brains! Now whether he decides to use them is up to him, but there at least there! Plus he's almost-not-quite-sensitive. Like that time he said, "No one deserves this feeling. You know what the worst part is, it's not the burning in your eyes, or the way the slushie drips all the way into your underpants, it's the humiliation. I feel like I could burst into tears at any moment."

I.Love.Kurt. Kurt sings like a girl, and sometimes dresses like one. Favorite Kurt quotes, "You need to call me before you get dressed. You look like a technicolor zebra." or "Get me to a day spa. Stat!"

Artie is cute, sweet, and I love his song 'Dancin' with Myself.' I.Love.Artie. Favorite Artie quotes, "We plan on smacking them down like the hand of God!" or "Well, you're irritating most of the time, but don't take that personally."

Wheelchair Becky???

This semester I have been taking a class as part of my major called Diverse Populations.
It was all about providing recreation experiences to people who are...diverse?
(can you tell I learned a lot?)
Anyway, we were given a group project in which we had to design an outdoor recreation facility that met ADA guidelines. As a group we chose to design a fun park. One of the attractions at our fun park was a 9 hole mini golf course.
We were google-ing trying to find pictures of wheelchair accessible mini golf courses which are pretty non-existent.
In our search we came across this uh *insert appropriate descriptive word* blog titled "Wheelchair Becky."
We were like what....the...H??!!
It is this entire blog about a barbie named Becky in a wheelchair and her adventures. It is full of all sorts of pictures of the things Becky does everyday.
I'm pretty sure the blog author takes Wheelchair Becky EVERYWHERE they go. A little weird/disturbing but slightly and politically incorrectly funny, like this video.



Before this I didn't even know Wheelchair Becky existed!

Are You a Shopaholic?

The conversation went as such:

Brian: I like your belt.
Me: Thanks! It's new.
Brian: Are you a shopaholic?
Me: Did I tell you that?
Brian: No, you just always seem to have new things.

Little did he know the shirt and earrings are new too :)

I Think I Fainted When I Read This

I have made it a pretty rigorous habit of checking my email about oh I'd say 47 times a day. This morning I discovered four new inbox messages, as follows:

Footlocker: Coupon....crap.

American Camp Association: Newsletter....would feel bad if I called this crap...but crap.

Dilworth: Reminder about the P&R activity...S.

And last but oh my friends definitely not least,

Twitter:

Hi, Marissa.

Lauren B (busybeelauren) is now following your tweets on Twitter.

A little information about Lauren B:

603 followers 1205 tweets following 192 people

Definitely not crap! I practically fainted when I saw this, and it totally made my day! Lauren has one of the cutest and most adorable blogs I've ever seen and I am just flattered. I know this could totally come off as major creeper material, but I love her! I don't know why she's following me on Twitter, or how she found me but you should read her blog, especially if you're a Vampire Diaries fan.

Freak...Out....

I'm sitting in recreation programming. Yup. The professor is neat, but pretty traditional as far as teaching style goes, so I'm sure if he had noticed what was going on he would have been pretty appalled.

Anywhoozle, he was in the middle of his lecture and I bent down to pull something out of my backpack when....WHAT THE H???!!! There is a BEE, yes that's right, a LIVE BEE just perched on my planner right there in my backpack. I hate hate HATE bees so right about now I'm having a major silent freak out. I mean there is no way I am going to leave it in my backpack, but I can't shoo it away either to swarm around the classroom.

I quickly got Mariah's attention and told her to deal with it. I kept bugging her till she finally grabbed the planner out of my backpack and shook the bee onto the ground. I'm completely freaking out this whole time fyi. By now I'm thinking the bee must have been injured cause it should have been buzzing off right about now.

Then...it starts twitching. I whisper yelled at Mariah, "It's moving!" She replies, "Now it's dead," as she squishered it with her shoe.

I didn't feel bad for the creature until Mariah GROUND it into the carpet. I told her to pick up her foot, and all that was left were little pieces of leg and wing. Grody to the max.

Things You Should Probably Know...Holla!

1. Mmmmm I love LOVE these fictional people called vampires.
2. Come February we're going to Denver to present at the ACA national conference.
3. I've gone 28 days without texting now...3 more to go...take that Dallin! I guess we can say I haven't been textually active.
4. I need a wicked awesome summer job...any ideas?
5. If you love someone, tell them. For hearts are often broken by words left unspoken.
6. I love...vampires.
7. I shop uncontrollably. I'm in need of an intervention. But...! I bought really cute clothes!
8. It's weird...but my boss is my friend.
9. There's nothing I hate more than knowing I've disappointed someone.
10. I listen to music every night so I can fall asleep...