The Day That I Didn't Go Snowshoeing...

Woke up at 7, went to the apartment de Chris to pick up mats with Charity and the BJJ gang, took the mats to the Wilk, kind of practiced BJJ, felt sad for a friend for reasons I will not disclose at this time, went to Saigon to get food with some of the BJJ gang, was disappointed not to go shooting this afternoon, hung out with Alex and Josh from BJJ, also hung out with Charity for a while, randomly went shopping with Chris and Miller, went back to the apartment de Chris to watch Uncle Buck, ate pizza, enjoyed watching movies with Chris and Miller and Charity, went home very sleepily, had roommate prayer, went to sleep.

The Day That We Had A Cuddlefest...

Woke up, studied, watched stuff, studied, did the dishes, watched the first part of the first episode of Firefly with Charity, went to get mats from Chris's apartment, took the mats to the Wilk, watched some Tae Kwon Do, went to a Japanese restaurant place, enjoyed the entertainment and good food, tagged along to Sub Zero, didn't order anything but tasted at least a spoonful of everyone's ice cream, stole Chris's ice cream, was given the choice between going to an electric dance party and watching movies, chose watching movies, laughed when everyone else changed their minds and joined the movie-watching group, had a movie-watching cuddlefest, enjoyed the movie-watching cuddlefest, went home, tried to decide whether or not to chance going to sleep before heading over to BJJ in the morning.

The Day That I Realized That I Am Addicted to Brazilian Jiu Jitsu and MMA...

Woke up late-ish, went to my classes, was surprised when the power went out in the Clyde Building during class, laughed at the silly jokes everyone told in the dark while we waited for the power to come back on, was even more surprised when the fire alarm went off and we had to evacuate, ran into Spencer, walked around campus with Spencer for a while, heard that someone who was working in the basement of the Clyde Building had good sources that a transformer (whatever that is) died and then caught on fire, told all my friends about what happened before BYU sent out a mass email saying that classes in the Clyde Building are cancelled through Friday due to the "power outage", went back to my apartment, studied for a bit, watched a show done by National Geographic about fighting styles and scientifically how they specifically affect the body, practiced BJJ with Clarke, didn't lose to him, practiced BJJ with Clinton, lost every time to him, went to Wendy's with Clinton, went back to the Smith Fieldhouse, learned how to box (kind of), enjoyed learning how to box, went to Charity's house with the gang, had amazing cupcakes at Charity's house, got tired, went back to my apartment, reflected on my very fulfilling day and subsequently decided to call it good.

The Day That I Managed to Beat Someone More Advanced Than Me...

Woke up, went to class, came back home from class, studied (kind of), had an emotional breakdown, recovered from the emotional breakdown, studied (kind of) some more, went to BJJ, loved every second of it, was beaten twice by Ruth, beat Cassidy twice (because her style is more defensive than offensive), came back home, had the home teachers over, tried to study physics with Clinton for a while, ended up playing Craphead and losing miserably, looked for Clinton's keys, failed for fifteen minutes, laughed when Clinton found his keys in his backpack, came back home, and decided to try to come up with things to do before going to sleep.

They Day That I Broke Chemistry and Gave My Number to Five Different Guys...

Woke up at 7, lazily got ready for school, walked up to campus, went to my classes, hated my organic recitation with a passion since our TA is a terrible TA, went back home, studied for a while, watched an episode of Castle, then watched an episode of Chuck, went to my chemistry lab, did everything right according to the TA but my equipment for some reason was malfunctioning, tried again three different times but failed, finally realized that my flask had a tiny crack in it that the nitrogen gas was escaping through very slowly, replaced the flask, redid the experiment, got near-perfect results, gave my number to two of my chemistry lab partners (who both happen to be of the male persuasion), went back home, ate some dinner, walked back up to campus, went to the Swing Kids Club, went to the Salsa Club, gave my number to Fernando and Elmaro, went to the Country Dance Club, gave my number to Ray, saw Clarke, told Clarke to come to BJJ practice, walked back home and called it a night.

The Day That Lacked Imagination...

Woke up much later than usual at 7, got ready for school, went to school, learned some new stuff in my martial arts class, went to more school, studied for a while at home, practiced BJJ with Dionthe and Collin, learned some cool new stuff, tried out the cool new stuff, studied for a while with James, went to bed.

The Day That I Came Back...

Woke up, walked to campus, did my ecclesiastical endorsement interview, walked back home, helped warm up tortillas for enchiladas, watched the rest of the first episode of Kings, went to church, went to a committee meeting, ate roommate dinner, went to Charity's apartment, made curry and sweet potatoes, went to the apartment where Chris lives, celebrated sa birthday, came home many hours later and completely exhausted, and went to sleep.

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The Day That Someone Returned My Library Book For Me...

Woke up at 5, slept in until 6, got ready for school, walked up to campus, went to my classes, walked back home, relaxed at home, cleaned up a bit, did some laundry, made pasta with Charity, went up to campus for swing dancing, came back home, went running with Emma, came back early because my legs were sore (probably from overworking them yesterday), did some homework, watched a bit of TV and went to bed.

The Day That I (Kind Of ) Learned How to Box...

Woke up too late, relaxed for a bit, walked over to the field house annex, learned some basic boxing stuff, practiced the basic boxing stuff, practiced some BJJ, got punched in the face by Charity, then got hooked on the jaw by Charity (all this because I got a kidney shot in), practiced some more, stayed there for around four hours, walked back home, went to the mall, walked back home, hoped I wouldn't have to snap a bad guy's neck, watched a new episode of 24 and went to sleep.

The Day That I Didn't Dress Up for Church...

Woke up sometime, got ready for church, wasn't cute this time, went to church, came back home from church, went to Salt Lake, came back to Provo, brought a few books along for the ride, hung around, went to sleep.

The Day That I Was Alone...

Woke up at 9, walked up to campus, did some stuff, aggravated my leg injury, limped home, rested all day, got bored, went for a walk, randomly boarded a northbound bus, got off at the cinemark, watched a movie alone, walked back to my apartment, passed on playing Craphead, wrote my sentence, went to bed.

The Day That I Went Sledding...

Woke up late, went to school, came back, did work, played around, did some BJJ, got a new CD from Daniel, went sledding with Ian and Charity and Genevieve and Sarah and Hannah and a bunch of people I'd never met before, came back home in my soaking clothes, watched a movie, and went to sleep.

The Day That My Phone Was a Pain...

Woke up at 5ish, walked up to campus, studied, walked back home, thought about studying, felt lonely, went up to campus to practice Jiu Jitsu, practiced Jiu Jitsu, beat the guy-twice-my-size yet again, walked back home, went for a drive with James, looked at lights with James, laughed at people in parked cars with James, came back home, wrote my run-on sentence and went to sleep (a little later than I would have liked.)

The Day That I Beat Up a Guy Twice My Size...

Woke up at 5, didn't go running, got ready for class, walked up to campus two hours before Organic Chemistry was supposed to actually start, studied for a bit, walked down to the IPF for my Martial Arts class, learned a ton of new stuff, enjoyed walking home in the SUN, kind of goofed around all afternoon, went to BJJ club, learned some new techniques, employed the new techniques, felt dizzy when the new techniques were used against me, went home because I was dehydrated and needed some rest, went to a friend's house (a friend who knows pretty much nothing about BJJ), practiced the moves on him, taught him the moves, realized that he was much bigger and stronger than me, was impressed at how quickly he caught on, decided to just grapple and see who would win first, I won three times in a row, was cheered on by the friend's roommate, walked back home in my gi, felt less silly since the friend walked me home and was also wearing a gi, typed my run-on sentence and was so full of energy that I decided to stay up reading instead of being lame and going to sleep early (why not... three day weekend coming up anyway innit.)

The Day That I Found a New Love...

Woke up too late to go running, got out of bed, watched an episode of 24, walked up to campus, read a few chapters in the Book of Mormon, went to class, came back home, studied for a while, went to campus for Chemistry Lab, let the mens I was working with stay after for an hour to help me, let one of them purchase a replacement for a piece of equipment that I lost, finished the extra trial that I decided to do, went back home, studied for a while, went back to campus to attempt at practicing Jiu Jitsu, felt silly that I forgot to bring normal clothes to change into after practicing, walked the LONG way to pick up a new CD from a friend, got stared at and honked at on my journey to his parking lot, felt silly some more, lurked in the dark, felt like I was buying drugs instead of borrowing a CD due to the lurking, walked back home, listened to the CD and immediately fell in love (Rubber Soul--The Beatles), struggled with my internet connection, wrote my sentence, got irritated beyond belief with the internet again, finally managed to publish the post and went to bed.

The Day That I Finally Got My Gi...

Woke up at 4am, drank some water, bundled up, went running with Klaas, breathed in polluted air (in fact, the most polluted in the nation today...), came back home, made oatmeal, took a shower while the oatmeal was simmering, poured the oatmeal over cubed pear, ate my delicious oatmeal, got ready for class, went to Organic Chemistry, left five minutes early to get to the IPF on time to change, got my gi (hooray!!), learned something new, didn't get to practice the something new as much as my partner did, changed back into semi-normal clothes, hustled up the GIANT staircase to campus, hurried to the MARB for class, sat in the back right as the bell rang, left five minutes early because the last time I came on time to Macedone's class every empty seat was being saved for someone else, sat in the front row, enjoyed chemistry, walked back down to my apartment, realized that I'd lost Catching Fire somewhere on campus, was very depressed, tried to recruit my friends to help me find it, was sad when one decided to be a jerk about it, realized that real friends are okay with doing things a little bit out of their way to help, still didn't find the book even after I trudged all the way back to campus to make sure the friends simply didn't recognize the book, went to the library, tried to study, missed my book, worried about what would happen when I still don't find the book and it's due, pushed that worry to the back of my mind, went to the Wilk to watch an episode, got distracted with Gmail Video Chat, enjoyed video chatting with my daddy even though I don't have a computer camera, headed back to my apartment so that I'd be back in time for Family Home Evening, slipped on some ice in the parking lot, tried to get up, slipped again, slowly got to my feet, limped inside, took off my shoes and put on flip-flops, walked over to FHE, enjoyed playing the say-the-name-hit-the-face game and sucking hot chocolate out of Tim Tams, walked back to my apartment, got ready for bed, wrote my run-on sentence and went to sleep.

The Day That I Dressed Up For Church...

Woke up to my alarm at 5, decided that since it was Sunday it would be okay for me to sleep in, slept in and had a dream about skydiving and riding bicycles with attractive boys (See Here), woke back up at around 8 or 9, got out of bed and relaxed for a while, got ready for church, was happy that Emma commented that my outfit was cute (I wore the brown skirt that Mom gave me), walked to church, couldn't find any of my roommates anywhere, sat alone, enjoyed church nonetheless, walked back to my apartment, ate dinner with the roommates, told the story about the time that I broke Teylor into her house via the cat door, walked with Klaas to his new apartment, practiced some moves I learned in Jiu Jitsu with him, felt like I had a pretty good handle on the moves that I learned in Jiu Jitsu, walked back to my apartment with Klaas, said goodbye to Klaas, came into my room, wrote my run-on sentence and (most likely) went to bed soon thereafter.

The Day That My First Week of Classes Was Over...

Woke up at 5:20am (ish), read part of my book, watched an episode of Dollhouse, didn't really enjoy it as much as I have enjoyed previous episodes, went to campus, read some more of my book, went to the BJJ club meeting in the Wilk, didn't actually participate because there was an odd number of girls, went to the library, finished reading Hero of Ages, loved it like crazy, checked out Catching Fire, went back to my apartment, went for a run, felt out of shape, walked the rest of the way, goofed around, practiced some things I learned in Martial Arts class, came back to my apartment, chillaxed for a while until I got crazy tired, wrote my run-on sentence and went to sleep for goodness' sake!

The Day That the Neighbors Decided to Have a Dance Party At My Bedtime...

Woke up at 3am for who knows why, went back to sleep and woke up again at 5, convinced myself with great difficulty to get out of bed, got ready to go to class, went to class, came back to my apartment, goofed around all day, waited for TJ to come over, went to get some food with TJ because I was hungry, drove to Cabela's only to find out that they close early now, came back to my apartment, watched a little NCIS with Otter Pop, played "Crap Head" which I know as "Palace" with the roommates and TJ, got tired enough to quit and decide to go to bed, was mortified when I discovered that the white house not 20 feet away from my room was blasting music that I despise, considered waiting until 11 and getting the police involved, changed my mind even though the noise level easily surpasses my earplugs' ability to block out sound, wrote my run-on sentence and hoped like crazy that I'd be able to get to sleep early enough tonight to wake up on time for life tomorrow.

The Day That I Wasn't a Dull Boy...

Woke up at 4:19 but was extremely tired (shouldn't have stayed up past 9 last night...), took a lot longer than usual to get out of bed, got out of bed anyway, did the usual, went to campus, came back to my apartment, made a new blog about my crazy random weirdo dreams, wondered if I should keep it public, ate some food, read some Molecular Biology, read some other stuff, did some homework, watched an episode (or two O_o) of 24, lazed about, did some more homework and did calisthenics at the same time, finally wrote a letter back to Seth via DearElder.com since I have no stamps, reminded myself that I need to go to bed early tonight, wrote my run-on sentence and reluctantly tried to sleep.

The Day That I Didn't Do Quite Everything That I Had Planned To Do...

Woke up at around 400 hours, once again contemplated staying in bed but realized that I'd be getting up in an hour anyway, got out of bed, ate breakfast whilst reading more in Hero of Ages, got ready for class, walked up to campus, attended O-Chem, practically ran down to the IPF for Martial Arts, tried to go in through the wrong door, walked all the way to the other side of the IPF, changed in the bathroom, walked back out and watched the football team practice for a bit, warmed up, realized how out of shape I have gotten, made a note to myself to start running again, enjoyed learning some basic BJJ stuff, didn't have time to change back into normal clothes, huffed my way up the giant staircase onto campus, attended MMBIO, sat next to the 'mates, went to GenChem, tried to sit down but kept being told that the seat I had just sat down in was being saved, finally found a seat that wasn't being saved, enjoyed Dr. Macedone's lecture, went back to my apartment, goofed around for a bit, invited Spencer over, watched Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog while doing homework and cooking things (I'm a multitasker :P), walked up to campus with Spencer, ordered for Spencer at the Scoreboard Grill since he'd never been there before, stole some of his curly fries, went over to the Wilk Terrace for BJJ Club, hustled over to the SWKT once I realized tonight was "Ward Calling Night", got my calling, had no clue what it actually was (such is life at BYU), walked back over to the Wilk, slipped on very invisible ice a few times, felt silly, learned some BJJ stuff, enjoyed wrasslin' and chokin' people, walked back to my apartment since it was past my bedtime, talked with Emma about stuff, thought about neglecting my One Sentence A Day blog for a brief moment, gave in to habit and wrote my run-on sentence, will probably read a chapter or two in Hero of Ages before I totally pass out from extreme fatigue.

The Day of Crazy Random Happenstances...

Woke up at 5am, got out of bed even though I was tempted to lie there for another hour, ate breakfast, got ready for school, walked up to campus with Emma in the FREEZING-ness, went to REL A122 for RM's and mature students (I simply HAD to have this particular teacher), ran into two Anatomy TA's and a few friends, went to OChem Recitation, was bored out of my mind by OChem Recitation, recognized one of the other students in aforementioned really boring class, went to the ATMs by the Wilk Terrace and transferred funds between various accounts just for kicks (not really), ran into Elyse and Katherine and Arielle, walked back to my apartment, did some homework, watched another episode of 24 (since we got back together... I just have to finish the 7th season before the next one starts!! :P), figured out my reading schedule via Google Calendar (which I now almost completely rely on), walked back up to campus in the freezing-ness, slipped on the ice a few times but maintained balance, attended the lecture portion of my Chem Lab class, ran into Mikey (Sarah's brother), had to pee, ended up going into the wrong lab room but stayed there anyway because my station was across the way from some REALLY attractive single peoples of the male variety, enjoyed oogling at the boys whilst attempting to calibrate my pipette, continued to enjoy oogling at the boys whilst polishing a glass tubey thing with a Bunsen Burner, finally finished checking in, bade farewell to the cute boys (hey, Emma met Dean in her Chem Lab... there's a chance!), walked back to my apartment in the freezing-ness, did more homework and studying, wrote my run-on sentence, and mentally prepared to read some Hero of Ages before calling it a night.

The First Day of Classes...

Woke up at 4:30am, went back to sleep, woke up again at 6am, prepared for class, walked up to campus, went to Organic Chemistry, went to Martial Arts, went to Molecular Biology, went to Inorganic Chemistry, got Hero of Ages from the library because I simply cannot wait to read the rest of it, walked back to the apartment, created the Ceiling of Hot, did some homework, saw Grandma Jane and Emma, did some more homework, took a shower, watched an episode of 24 (we got back together), wrote my run-on sentence, will most likely do some more homework to get ahead, and will hopefully fall asleep more quickly than I did yesterday.

The Day That I Realized How Long Mornings Really Are...

Woke up at 6am, hit the snooze, woke up again at 9(ish), got out of bed, organized my room, relaxed, took a shower, got ready for church, went to church, came home from church, thought about going to Salt Lake but ended up deciding to stay in Provo, steamed a bunch of vegetables but didn't use enough water (because the pan ended up catching on fire... fancy that), put the very yummy looking vegetables into tupperware containers for tomorrow, ate some macaroni and cheese mixed with broccoli cheddar soup, figured out what classes I have tomorrow, got ready for bed, wrote my run-on sentence, and started feeling tired way too early Provo time.

The Day That I Dreamt About Flying While On a Plane...

Woke up at 4am(ish), finished packing my things, said goodbye to Mom, said goodbye to Mariel, drove with Dad to the airport in the snow, said goodbye to Dad, went easily through security, found my gate, waited for ages, finally boarded 5 minutes before the plane was supposed to depart, sat on the plane for around an hour waiting for the plane to get de-iced and for the runway to get cleared of snow, finally took off, was so tired that I was in and out of sleep for the entire flight, didn't realize when we actually landed (I think I must have been asleep when we hit the ground because I was surprised that we were already in NYC), waited for a few hours, got onto my connecting flight without delay, slept for most of the flight from NYC to SLC, dreamed that I was flying over a big lake with military-grade wings (go figure), woke up and watched the ground for the last hour of the flight, had no difficulty getting my bags, was picked up by Grandma Gerie, ate lunch at Grandma's house, drank a Pepsi (courtesy of Grandma), drove down to Provo with Grandma (also courtesy of Grandma), accepted a call from Uncle Michael and committed to babysitting Ellie tonight, arrived at Provo, said goodbye to Grandma, thanked her for the ride, unpacked my backpack, started walking toward campus with my emptied backpack, called home and told them I was in Provo, walked up the giant staircase to campus since the Tanner Building was closed, returned a library book, purchased expensive textbooks for this semester, walked back down to my apartment, unpacked the rest of my things, called Uncle Michael and told him that I would be free to babysit anytime henceforth, read pages 1-12 of my Molecular Biology textbook, went to babysit Ellie, enjoyed the cuteness and intelligence of Ellie, came back to my apartment, went to Smith's and purchased fresh fruits and vegetables for the week, came back to my apartment, put the groceries away, wrote my run-on sentence, and forced myself to go to bed early.

The Day That I Got Ready To Go Back To Provo...

Woke up earlier than I did yesterday, watched as time flew by, played games with Owen and Mariel, relaxed, watched movies, read some Hero of Ages (even though I probably won't finish it before my flight leaves tomorrow), played with Owen and Mariel some more, started getting ready to pack, wrote my run-on sentence, and subsequently (probably) began packing and stayed up all night reading Hero of Ages in a poor attempt to finish it before my flight leaves at 6 a.m.-ish.