New Year's Resolutions....kinda

So in my family we have the same FHE every Sunday the week before the New Years. In this FHE we write down a total of 15 goals that we want to remind ourselves of and focus on. We do five goals for the new year, five goals for the next five years, and five life-long goals. Well, the papers were all brought out again yesterday. We had already all been given a lesson and chastised and such at the breakfast table and I just wasn't in the mood to participate, so I did my own form of rebelling, and, well, here's what I came up with this year. Don't worry, I'll write down the serious ones in my journal later.

Goals for this year:

1. Break the Guiness world record for biggest bubble blown
2. Defeat Lego Star Wars
3. Kiss 12 boys
4. Memorize all the rules to Monopoly
5. Sneak into a Priesthood Session

Goals for the next five years:

1. Spend one night in Bangkok where the world's my oyster
2. Do the Jack and Rose scene on the bow of a ship...but do it on the real Titanic
3. Play on the BYU team as the starting qb
4. Start a Private Eye detective agency and have my wardrobe consist of trench coats.
5. Learn how to sing in cursive

Life-long goals:

1. Become the Dread Pirate Roberts
2. Learn how to blow and swallow fire
3. Live at Green Gables or Plumfield
4. Become captain of the starship Enterprise
5. Divide and Conquer

I am still bored to death. I woke up to a snowglobe this morning, which I loved, but meant that I wasn't going to go running. So I pumped some music and did my own stuff, since I have the entire apartment to myself.

I headed to work and my car needed three runs to make it up the hill out of my driveway. Phew! They sent us all home early from work because of all the snow, and more that was coming in. I packed today and watched TLC a lot. Why? Who knows. I did finish editing my Brazil journal and picking the pictures I want to put in it, which is exciting. Now I just need to print them and put it all together. I've found that most of my Brazil journal is talking about boys and stuff going on there. Right. All well. I AM BORED!

What the....?

Oh yes I wanted to add that I dreamt in Portuguese again last night. It is so weird and random when that happens! I spent about 8 weeks in Brazil last summer but am not fluent AT ALL. Occasionally I just dream that I'm still in Brazil and then my dream's in Portuguese. So that's fun. Normal, right?

Christmas Boredom...er, I mean, Break...

Yes, well, finals are over again, and now it's time to figure out what to do with the next two weeks of my life. It seems like a cruel trick to get our brains so super-loaded and force us to survive 12 hour library days for at least a week straight, to then send us packing to our families and suddenly event-free lives. Right. All of my roommates and pseudo roommates (aka Heather, Erica, Amy, and April) have been home for a while, and I'm still at the apartment. Chatham town has become a ghost town, and seeing so many people at church today was a bit of an overload. Yeah, that may be a bit of an exaggeration, but still.

I spent Friday driving. With the onset of snow, it took me three hours to drive from my apartment to Bountiful, which is just north of Salt Lake. That was a bit boring. Morgan and I spent the night celebrating the success of other people's social lives, hitting up three wedding receptions. Two of them happened to be right next to each other, which made things a bit easier--thanks guys! Nate Weir and Steve Howell are now married (not to each other...)! Whoa.
Friday night my sister Katelyn came over and we goofed off. We went to the BYU bookstore on Saturday and then were off to my grandparent's for dinner and to watch the Vegas bowl...21-31: thanks guys.

Our stake was combined today for church, as so many students are now home. We met at 9 am, which gave me the whole rest of the day to myself. That was a bit overwhelming, since we normally have church at 1. I did manage to watch The Testaments, Walk the Line (NOT a Sunday movie...or uplifting at all....he was just an abusive, immature, arrogant jerk and I was so mad she agreed to marry him...I'd always be afraid!), and an hour and a half of shows on TLC about "little people".

I did take an hour break and visited Zeke in our ward, eating some pie he made, and then killed some more time by reading (Count of Monte Cristo--I love it!).
Right...what am I going to do tomorrow? I work 11-5:30, and then the same time on Tuesday, and then I'll go home for Christmas. But what do I do with my nights?
Oh I also vacuumed our bedroom, did laundry, the dishes, cleaned the counters, swept, and talked to my Dad and then Amy on the phone for an hour each. How are days so long? Maybe I'll watch Rocky tomorrow....