19 Square Miles of Fun

We haven't been very dutiful in writing on this blog. I think we should though so I'm going to. You guys can too or you can just read my posts. Or you can not read them and say you did. Or just take no action at all. Whatever feels best. How is everyone?

More importantly, how excited are we to go to THE VIRGIN ISLANDS!!!! I know I am. This little island is known as St. John. Boy, oh boy, does it have some hidden gems! I already have a rough itinerary planned for us. This is real guys. We are going. This is happening. I have every airline page bookmarked on my computer and I check bi-weekly for the rates to the V.I. We so excited!

Things I don't like

1. coke machine that either won't accept your cash or will accept it and then won't tell you until it accepts it that the coke cherry zero is sold out and then you say, okay, we'll have a regular coke zero but then it gives you a diet coke! THEY'RE NOT THE SAME!
2. I have to have a mango every day or I will die. Except I didn't have one today.
3. I might not go to school tomorrow.

I Want to Lock It All Up In My Pocket

I want this Kawai digital piano with every fiber of my being. Mom and I tested one out at Summerhays a few weeks ago and it feels and sounds exactly like a real acoustic piano! It's not all tin-sounding like those Yamaha's and Casio's. I only need 2.5 paychecks to get it! But I want it NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Sharpest Tool...

Well, after about a week of searching, trial-and-error, and yahoo-answering, I finally figured out how to post something on this blog. Look out world!

I am having trouble deciding what direction I would like to take my education. I think the problem is that I really don't care enough about any of the available majors to make a lifelong commitment. After all, this will be on my resume for the rest of my life. Part of me wants to say "screw it!" and enroll at UCMT (Utah College of Massage Therapy), but then I realize how disgusting that would be. I know that I do not want to be like some of my co-workers at the bakery. Jason, Dave, Dane, Claire, Chelsea and more all decided college wasn't for them. They now work in a bakery. Jason and Dave are in their 40's or 50's- they aren't even in management. Tracy and Jesse didn't go to college, and now Jesse is just working random jobs doing whatever and Tracy was the manager at McDonald's. *(Anne, Tracy and Jesse are a married couple who both worked at Great Harvest but Jesse had to quit because it was hurting his back and then they moved to Beaver.) I look at those people and think Wow, I definitely have to get a degree, I don't care what.

So the way I see it I have two options: I can move to Hollywood in the hopes of becoming a famous movie star--I can have excessive amounts of money and not really do anything but everyone will think I'm great.

Or I can just knuckle down and decide what I want to major in; accepting, of course, that I will make a fraction of the salary that I would as a movie star and probably have to work 4 times as much.

So...pretty much what I'm trying to say is: What should I major in? I don't want to choose. Just tell me.

I'm sitting in Bioethics writing this wall post.
Law school is really hard.

The First

I am not dying or anything, but I felt a sudden need to share my immense wisdom with the two of you.
Pearl one: when you get married, go ahead and register for stuff--but only provide the information if you're asked. Your wedding is the one last time in your life when you just get a ton of presents for no reason (I guess being married is a reason, but you don't have to survive cancer or graduate from law school (ah hem!) or anything). All I'm saying is why ruin the surprise? There's nothing more soul crushing than opening a present that's all wrapped so what's inside will be a "secret" and realizing that it's one of the 500 hand towels you registered for. Maybe other people made more awesome choices on their registries, but I really like awesome things a lot more than dumb things. And the things you get "off the registry" will always be awesome. Except we got this one game and when we opened it, it had already been used--it was one of those games where you have to write stuff down and the pencils were all nubbins and all the paper had been used up. That was a bummer.
So, Jane especially should keep this in mind--since she's apparently on the cusp of marriage with a very special young man. Justin Bieber. I already thoroughly dissed him in one post today and then got chewed out for it, so I'll leave it to you to think about the ramifications.