Friday, November 20, 2009

A- to an A

Since being at BYU one thing that has bothered me is everyone's constant obsession with academic perfection. I have seen people cry over a B and even an A-, ok where I come from a B is a good grade. These people think that a B is basically the end of the world.

Ok to illustrate how ridiculous some people get over their grades, here is a true story that was in the BYU newspaper:

Nov. 13: At 5:30 p.m. a woman was walking up Maeser hill to the testing center when a Latino male walked up behind her, asked her the time, then grabbed her buttocks. The suspect then ran westbound on the path and the female began chasing him. The suspect then stopped, turned around, and yelled obscenities at the victim. The female reported the incident to the police two and a half hours later, after she took her test.

Ok seriously, who reports something like that 2 1/2 hours later, come on. These people are not living in the real world, this BYU bimbo was obviously more concerned about taking her precious test than reporting something so serious to the police.

The reason I tell you this, is because I have a confession. I have spent two years making fun of these fanatical students who value their grade over pretty much everything else. I fear that I am becoming one of these imbeciles. The other night in one of my classes, we took a test and then waited for everyone to be done then we graded them as a class. I found my self arguing over one question with the teacher for 5 minutes so that I could get an A instead of an A-. Did he budge? no. But I am pretty sure the rest of the class now wants to jump me for being such a moron, because I did end up getting the best grade on the test. On the drive home I had the revelation that I was becoming one of those ridiculous BYUers that argues over one point, one point, who does that?

who knew?

So this semester I am taking an adolescent psychology course at BYU and thus far I have been disgusted to say the least. I do have to be honest I haven't laughed this hard in a class since my brother crapped his shorts at scout camp. So let me tell you about my teacher. He's a 65 year old overweight man that could eat off his belly, no joke. He loves to tell stories and talk about sex. Well the good news from taking this class I am confidant my gag reflexes are still working.

So throughout the semester we have talked more about sex than any other topic. So we eventually made it to the chapter "Dating, Love and Sex". I am almost positive Prof. R could not sleep the night before we were going to go over the chapter (just like a kid does not sleep the night before Santa comes). So he starts off by giving the best comparison to sex of the century. He said "sex is like bowling". (In all of our heads we were just pleading that we would not vomit). He continued, "sometimes you get lucky and you hit all the right PINS! at the right time!" I wish I could have recorded how he said it, he said it with such vigor. Prof. R continued, "but sometimes sex is a disaster and a let down just like when your bowling ball ends up in the gutter". At this point I think I was on the floor hyperventilating from laughing too hard.

(Next paragraph I warn you, you may get a bit nauseous)

Next comment that almost landed me in the hospital from shock was when he began talking about elderly sex. First of all, this is an Adolescent Psychology class why the hell (pardon my french) would he be discussing elderly sexual habits? I don't know. He began to inform us, that although people who are elderly (what ever that means) don't have sex as much as younger people, it is a lot better because years of experience allows them to know how to hit all the right pins. Ok shoot me! Ok you may be asking yourself, wait this is a BYU professor, oh yes it is. I don't know how he is still teaching there. Grant it I like the guy, he's entertaining to listen to and his test are very easy but the constant urge to puke is not so pleasant.

Monday, November 16, 2009

couldn't sleep

So yes, I've joined the blogger world, after making fun of my family for becoming blog stalkers I have succumbed. Well last last night I couldn't sleep and I kept on thinking to my self that I should start a blog. I have no idea where this crazy idea would come from, seriously! Blogs are for women and especially married women who stay at home who need entertainment to stop themselves from going crazy, no offense. But I have always been a bit androgynous so here we go!

So this is what has been on my mind as of lately:


Sue Sylvester is seriously my woman! Shes so powerful and strong its such a turn on! Girl friend I am in love! For those of you that haven't jumped on the band wagon, you need to start watching Glee!

Next item of business is my obsession with this mens designer Antonio Azzuolo that I discovered randomly. The bad news is he only sells his stuff in two stores, one in Tokyo and the other in NYC, just my luck!! Not that I have money for it or anything.
Ok I know its winter and it just f'in snowed but I have a strong desire to wear short bright colored shorts with a blazer and a feather. Maybe for Christmas I'll come home to Arizona wearing this, just for you mama, I know she'll crap her shorts so I think that will make it worth it.

Lastly! Christmas Break is on its way. Im excited because some of my crew in AZ are coming for a couple of days, cuz Devo has a fashion show in Salt Lake.

Ok hmmm i think thats it!