Monday, March 30, 2009

Monday Memory: Dance Dance

Last night I happened upon a printout of my old myspace blog from my senior year of HS/1st semester @ the UofA. It's funny to see that the kinds of things I find humorous haven't changed a bit :) A few of those posts are absolute gems and since every blog needs some sort of catchy alliteration series (e.g. wordless wednesday, friday face, etc.) I feel to present...

Monday Memories
excerpts from my life in 2006


Friday, February 3, 2006 2:30pm
"Anything you can do, I can do better..."
Current mood: cheerful
I guess I would say I'm sort of a competitive person. Today in dance, Bobby Walters and I were just talking about being able to kick our legs really high. He said that, back in the day, he could probably kick his foot over my head. I was like, "Well I'm sure I could kick my foot over Trisha right here and now..." BAM!!!

No, I didn't hit her in the face. That loud noise was the sound of gigantic white girl booty crashing onto the stage floor and reverberating throughout the auditorium. I kicked my right leg up with so much force it pulled my left leg out from beneath me (the slippery ballet shoes didn't help either). A quite hush fell over the stage and the silent, piercing motion of all heads turning simultaneously in my direction was enough to have knocked me over again, had I been standing. Surprisingly, I injured nothing, except maybe my pride... meh. I did what I had to do: laughed it off (really hard) and kept dancing.

I like to think of the positives of the whole situation:
1. I got quite the humbling come-uppance from Bobby
2. I haven't laughed that hard in a really long time
3. I am now a living legend within the 1st hour dance class as the first person since the class started (4 weeks ago) to fall (especially with such style)

Currently listening to: "Hands Down" by Dashboard Confessional

Tune in next week for "Monday Memory: Car Crash"

Thursday, March 26, 2009

UofAbomination?

The UofA must be a wicked school... because we're always getting called to repentance. Today we had the wife of Brother Jed (<--#4 on this post) come speak to us. She talked about how she used to be a "Feminazi" back in the day when she first met her husband. [In fact it was she who first asked him out on a date--how atrocious!] But she has since changed her ways and today sported a t-shirt with "feminazis" on the front.
And then she talked about the evils of designer jeans... "Do you know what deeeee-ziner jeans ARE deee-ZINed fooor??? ... ... ... ... Luuuuuuuuuuust!" It was all very dramatic... especially the visual aide of her ankle-length skirt. I will make sure to rid myself of all potentially lustful jeans when I go home tonight.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Self-fulfilling Prophecy

I've been trying to read the same 31 page article on ADHD for the past 2 hours but it's just too pretty outside to do homework...

and I'm hungry...

oh and GoogleReader said I have new blogs to read...

which prompted me to write this post. And to look this up...

and then I got lost in Wikipedia for an hour.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

3/22/1974

March 22, 1974 these two lovebirds got married.
Now, it's 35 years later...




















And you still can't keep 'em off each other!

Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad!!!

(They wouldn't stop kissing even after I took the picture! blech.)

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Spring Break

Not much going on here.
So far I've uh... read 3 books, run about 15 miles, spent a whole lotta money shopping, and um...
That's about it.


Highlights so far:
  • Visiting Grandma my first day back (Tuesday). It was St. Patrick's Day and her visiting teacher brought her some festive decorations to put her in the "holiday" spirit

I think she has a shot at a modeling career ;)

  • I went hiking with Rocky today on Hedgepeth Hills. It's right by T-bird Mtn Park but it doesn't have any trails. It was basically a hike straight up a mountain. We even had to do a little rock climbing at the very top--dangerous, but fun--would you expect any less hanging out with Rocky?

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Happy Blog-iversary!

It has been a year since that fateful day when Jim (my then-anti-blogging compatriot) abandoned me to go to work for the day and left me in the clutches of my loving, peer-pressuring sisters who forced me to make a blog.

Not that this should be a significant event in anyone's life--the one-year anniversary of their blog--but I can't help reflecting on how much (I hope) things in my life have changed over the course of a year: What have I done? How am I different? What have I learned?

I mean, a year ago I was single, I lived in a run-down apartment complex, I worked as a desk manager at one of the dorms, I wasn't too fond of school and I was stuck in Tucson anxiously awaiting graduation... wait wait... none of that stuff has changed yet. Poo.

Okay okay I'll be serious. Well, as serious as I'll get over the Internet anyway because, again, this is just a blog after all ;) Brace yourself. It's lengthy. And a bit narcissistic.

I feel I've learned & experienced more over the past year than I have compared to any other year of my life thus far. I enjoyed my happiest moments ever. I also experienced the most excruciating trials [in my experience... not ever known to man--my life isn't that bad]. Unrelated to the aforementioned trials, this past year I had my heart broken a few times; I force myself to learn a new song on the piano each time that happens. I met and got to know some of the best people ever to walk this earth--no exaggeration. I now better comprehend and love what the Gospel has done and does for my life daily. I changed the way I write in my journal--from simply recording experiences to now expressing my feelings about the events in my life--I hope that makes it more interesting/relatable for my posterity. I gained an appreciation for silence & meditation. I learned to like country music. I lost 15lbs. I read 20+ books. I learned that there is no such word as "alot" (only "a lot" and "allot"). I came to understand why Visiting Teaching is important. Last semester I experienced what it's like to actually appreciate my education and LOVE learning for the sake of learning... and then proceeded to forget all that after trudging through the academic difficulties of this semester. I undertook my first "major" sewing project: an apron; 6 months later, still unfinished. I learned how to be better at public speaking. This year I watched the last of my first Tucson friends disappear into the land of the marrieds; I stopped worrying about when I would do the same--I'm kinda enjoying my current circumstances :P I rode on a motorcycle for the first time. I listened to a lot of Latin-American music with the hope that it would help my Spanish; I can now sing a lot of songs in Spanish, but I still don't know what they mean. I tried squid for the first time ever. Oh and yesterday my roommate had me try honey on cheese--I can't say I'll do that one again, but I'm always glad for new experiences.

Alright, enough about the past. I feel content with the things I've learned, the experiences I've had, and the people I've been given the opportunity to meet. Here's to a year from now being able to blog about:
-graduating
-running a marathon
-overcoming my fear of needles
-what I'm gonna do with my life :)

PS: I am now a co-author (with Joseph) of another blog--it kind of details all things that have to do with our daily running experiences. Feel free to check it out.

Friday, March 13, 2009

It's official!

Spring BREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



um... now what? -------------------------------------------------------->

Monday, March 9, 2009

Good News/Bad News

The Good News:
On a whim I ran a 5K saturday with some of my friends. It was put on by the UA's multicultural club or something. We basically signed up because registration was free and you got a t-shirt. Once we arrived we discovered they also had tons of water bottles & granola bars & fruit. Free shirt and free food? I believe you just made any poor college student's day right there. Well then I ended up placing 3rd so I also got a $20 giftcard to Nike! hooray (I love Nike)

The Bad News:
The giftcard came in this cute little mini-shoebox... it was so cool! Well, as I was walking across campus with Mallory, Joseph, and Jessica I decided to try and see how many free granola bars I could hide in this fascinating little box [only 3 in case you were wondering--but that has no relevance to "the bad news"]. The bad news is: I was too busy fiddling with my exciting box to notice where I was going and... BAM. Yep. I walked right into a pole. Hard. Seriously. Everyone I was walking with kept going and didn't realize what I had done until they turned back a second later to see me staring at the pole with a dazed look on my face & tears welling up in my eyes. Suffice it to say that one will NOT be on re-play in Heaven.

You'd think I would have learned to watch where I am going after this incident, but I'm a little slow sometimes... and now I'll probably even be a little slower.

To make matters worse it gave me a gigantic goose egg RIGHT in the middle of my forehead. Oh did I mention that later in the day I would be teaching at a 7-stake Priest/Laurel conference? It took some very strategic parting of my hair to hide that one...

Anyways... more good news!
At the youth conference they fed us (Jessica & I) lunch AND snacks AND dinner. If you didn't do the math: that's 3 free meals in one day. And, if nothing else, that is definitely something worth blogging about.

**Side note to my concerned sisters: Just so you know, I'm not starving down here... just being frugal :)

Friday, March 6, 2009

:-{D

Found this drawn on the "no bikes" sign painted on the sidewalk in front of the student union.

Oh how I love mustaches...

I could probably just rename my blog "Random graffiti I find around Tucson" but that idea is already kinda the main focus of this one... except those are all commissioned. This made me lol.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Ragnar Relay 2009

It was a blast! We ran from Prescott to Mesa and oh man was it fun. I'll try not to bore you with too many details but here are the highlights:
-->I was runner 1, which means I had to start the race... I hate starting races--too much pressure! I wish I could just be dropped into the middle of a race--or be unconscious for the start and regain consciousness a minute into it. But despite the nerves of the start, my first leg (3.6 miles) went well and I finished it 4 minutes faster than my goal.
[at the starting line--Yes the guy to my left ran with a viking helmet, sword, & shield]
-->The race went right by the WalMart in Prescott so I stopped to grab some last minute provisions and realized that this might be the one Jim works at... and it was! It was cool to talk with him for a bit--he was very very concerned that I was not in school on a Friday. I had to reassure him that I did not drop out. He still seemed uneasy about me playing hooky just to run a race :)
-->After my van finished our section of the race & the other van was running, we went to Rocky's house in Peeples Valley (which was conveniently located RIGHT near our exchange point) and chilled. We napped on his porch because the weather was just bEaUtiFuL up there :)
[view from Rocky's house--amazing!]
-->My second leg was awful. Yet so much fun at the same time. Many (if not all) of the problems I encountered probably could have been avoided if I had not been given the backup backup-headlamp (the one to use if the other three we had magically broke) which worked a few degrees worse than, say, using your cell phone for a flashlight. Where were the other three headlamps? On the runner before me, of course. All three. Anyway it was pitch black when I ran the leg from Congress to Hwy 93 on a trail that zigzagged in every which direction and took me through bushes, cacti, sand (have you ever run in sand?? horrible!), washes, and all sorts of other little "wonders of the desert" you forget about until you scrape your leg on them. Oh and said trail was well over .5 miles longer than stated in the race chart which means it was 6.9ish miles long. But that's okay. I'm not bitter. Well except for one thing--and it gets its own bullet point:
-->I ate it. HARD CORE on a railroad tie. Seriously my headlamp was so dim I could hardly see anything. Out of nowhere this railroad tie appeared and I was running too fast to catch myself when I stubbed my toe on it. Before I knew what was happening I was sailing through the air. My flight ended when I hit the ground--then the earth began rotating around my body (at least that's what I saw with my dinky little headlamp). I rolled a good 3 or 4 times. Luckily the slightest hint of civilization was miles away so my hip got bruised more than my ego--and even that wasn't too bad. Can't wait to see that one on replay when I go to Heaven... neither could my teammates once they found out the reason why I started my leg clean and finished covered in dirt.
[Richard: the thiever of the 3 good headlamps--1 for his head, 1 around his neck, and 1 attached to the back of his vest. In his defense we were supposed to provide a reflective vest for him but did he receive that?... vest yes, reflective no--which we didn't realize til we got out on the course. So he needed the extra headlamps (as well as the glow bracelets/mickey mouse ears) to make himself more visible to traffic]
--> After our van finished our 2nd section of the race Carla let us sleep at her house [Thanks Carla!] and she even made us delicious whole wheat pancakes in the morning. It was great to have a shower and a soft place to stretch out & sleep.
--> We were late getting to my last leg so Richard had to wait around 3 minutes or so for us to get there haha Van 2 ran too fast, what can I say?! :)
--> My last leg was SO HARD. It was 8.7 miles--all uphill--and the heat of the morning was starting to set in. Luckily I started running with this lady, Emily, who had the same pace as me and we helped encourage each other to keep up. We got to talking and not only is she LDS, but her mom is the secretary at the Institute in Tucson! We were so excited to make that connection I think it made us run even better. Okay maybe not. We were both dying by the end but it was great to make a friend along the way :)
[Emily & her mom Sister Rassmussen] :)
--> Mom came to see me at the finish! And then took me home so I could shower/freshen up and THEN took me back to the east side of Scottsdale to meet up with my team. Thanks mom!
[Me & Mom after my last leg]
--> We finished the 204 miles in just over 30 hours and enjoyed the free massages at the finish line! It was so much fun to have a reason to start running again and also to meet new people on my team. I am already excited for next year!!
[Annie, Lindsey, Jessica, Chris, Me, Carolyn, Greg, Kacy, Richard, Erica, & Noah]
(missing Kurt who had to leave after his last leg of the race)







...Anyone interested in forming the Gavin Gang Racing Team?

Monday, March 2, 2009

Today was a good day because:

1. The two articles I was assigned to read for my Developmental Psychopathology class were only 7 pages each (as opposed to the usual articles that are 30-60 pages in length)

2. The first of many free samples I ordered (found on this blog Aubrey showed me [thanks!]) arrived in the mail today--a really unhealthy (but delicious) granola bar!
3. I went for a run after I got off work and my legs weren't broken like last year after Ragnar :)

4. I [accidentally] dropped my phone off the 3rd floor of the Koffler building onto the concrete below... and it survived! (3rd floor is labs=12ft. ceilings, 2nd floor is lecture halls=25ft ceilings, 1st floor is more labs so the total drop was about 50feet) It's a miracle! :)
The only damage was a little crack at the top right where the part where you listen is (does that part of a phone have a name? earphone? earpiece? I can't think of it...!)