Princess

When things are horrible--just horrible--I think as hard as ever I can of being of princess. I say to myself , "I am a princess." You don't know how it makes you forget.
-A Little Princess
"It's true," she said. "I do pretend I am a princess. I pretend to be a princess so I can try to behave like one."
-A Little Princess

I believe in manicures. I believe in overdressing. I believe in primping at leisure and wearing lipstick. I believe in pink. I believe happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and...I believe in miracles.
-Audrey Hepburn

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Weekend Report

This weekend was CRAZY. How crazy, you ask? Well, whenever I hear the song "Last Friday Night" by Katy Perry, I can only think "My Friday nights are so much more fun than this!"
Ok, no, I don't go absolutely insane and wreak havoc on the community (although there are occasional noise complaints) but I still wouldn't trade weekends with her for anything.

This Friday started off with a trip to a cute Halloween village with my aunt and uncle, and a barbecue at my grandma's house. I don't usually feel homesick when I'm at school, but as soon as I step into my grandma's house and remember how nice it was living there for two weeks, I never want to leave. There's free food, a huge TV, tons of movies and books, animals, and of course, my loving family. So yeah, family time was fun. When I got back, a group of us went to a nerd dance. Ironically, I didn't have time to dress up, so although I was the nerdiest person in the group, I looked the most normal. The dance was pretty fun. We stayed there for a couple of hours, but then they played a bad song so we left (aren't you proud of us???)
After the dance, the rest of the night is kind of a blur. We went to Del Taco, as always, and we kind of wandered around campus for a couple of hours. All I know is that around 4 o'clock we ended up in a field by the dorms, waiting for a meteor shower. There was really only one shooting star worth mentioning, but it was enough. It completely lit up the sky, it's tail trailing far behind it. It was so incredible. We stayed outside for a couple more hours, but didn't see anything to top it. However, just because we were done watching the shooting stars didn't mean that we were done with nature. You see, in front of our building are a couple of huge bushes. Courtney, one of our really good friends, had decided to dive into the bush a couple weeks before, and apparently it was really fun. Monica had also taken a dive into a bush, but that one was accidental and not nearly as enjoyable. Several of us decided to take Courtney's approach, and although I was wounded, it was worth it. I got a scratch across my cheek (my "battle scar") and thanks to the magic of make-up you couldn't really tell it was there. It's healing now, but I'm a little disappointed. It was a sign of my successful bush dive. Around 7, we wandered down to Helaman Halls and visited a friend of mine and Monica's from back home. There were eight of us, and we were the most pathetic group. I was wearing my Snuggie over my coat, Monica was in her pajamas, Blake was wrapped in a blanket, and Tyler was wearing blue BYU spirit hair and my purse. We came back home and had breakfast together at 8, which we decided was the start of Saturday. Everything before that had been Friday. By this point, we were a mess. Tyler had an intramural volleyball game, and Monica, Mike (another guy friend, who is awesome), Courtney, and I went to watch. Monica line-judged, and the rest of us were cheerleaders. It was so much fun. We bugged the heck out of everyone else in the gym. Tyler's team lost (I think it was my fault. I swear I'm a bad luck charm. I have never seen his team win a game. The only games they've won are the ones I haven't been to) but it was still a blast, mostly because we were so delirious. Saturday is a blur as well. I spent the whole day in the boys' apartment. I slept for like 45 minutes on their couch (while they were all trying to get ready for cleaning checks) and stayed there the rest of the day; eating ice cream, working on my Sunday School lesson, and I don't even know what else. Somehow seven hours passed. Saturday night, I saw Captain America with some people at work. It was a sign of how sleep-deprived I was that I started dozing off during the movie. Yes, Chris Evans as Captain America was on the screen, and I fell asleep. I'm so ashamed.

Friday and Saturday were basically the same day, but Saturday night I got a full seven hours of sleep. And I took a four hour nap after church. My lesson in Sunday School was extremely sub-standard, but it doesn't matter because the whole class sleeps anyway. Oh, the joys of having 8:30 church in a Single Adult Ward in college. I don't know what the stake was thinking. Anyway, we sang "Come Thou Fount" in Sacrament Meeting, and it sounded really good. It was Parent's Weekend, so there were some families in the congregation, and I'm glad they got to hear us sing such a beautiful song. Nothing else of importance happened on Sunday until the nighttime. Our guy friends cooked dinner for our whole apartment. It was pancakes and eggs. While they were making it, they realized "Hey, Emily doesn't like breakfast food," and they made me an alternate meal. It was so nice. Then they decided if they were catering to my diva-like taste in food they might as well go all out, so they pulled in a nice chair from the lobby and made me a place setting, so that everyone knew where my spot was. The place card said "HM Emily Hales, DDS, Esquire" (Yes, I am a queen, a dentist, and a gentleman.) They even put a lettuce-leaf garnish on my plate. I, of course, loved every minute of it. I really should work on my self-esteem issues. I either feel completely horrible about myself, or I'm ridiculously vain and arrogant. But I digress. I got to be princess for the evening, and it was fabulous.

Monday isn't really part of the weekend, but I'm going to talk about it right now anyway. For FHE, we had a ward talent show. Have I mentioned how amazing my friends are? I think I need to give a detailed description of them all one day, just so you know how lucky I am. Courtney and Mike both had hilarious performances. Courtney and her roommates did an extremely deep and inspirational poetry reading of "The Foot Book," by the great sage Dr. Seuss, and Mike performed the classic "Yeah Toast." Look it up if you don't know what I'm talking about. Tyler and his roommate Nic thrilled Monica and I very greatly with a singing duet, so much so that we made them give us a private encore performance in their kitchen.  Then we had an intellectual discussion about human nature for our Anthropology class, and then I had to go to work.

Today, so far, we had a pretty cool devotional by Senator Joe Lieberman. The best part was that Elders Cook and Perry came too, and we got to see Lieberman chatting with our apostles before he started speaking. So many celebrities all in one room! BYU is a pretty wonderful place.

That brings us up to speed. I don't know what I'll talk about next. We'll see! Is there anything in particular about my life at BYU that you would like to know about?

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