Random List #1

I say number one, because there might be more in the future, but that's not a definite, so don't keep your hopes up.

Since I've been at college, I've noticed/developed a few quirks of things that I have to do the same way every time. Some of these are:

• I do the same routine each night before going to bed. This one is one that I'm proud of, because since I've gotten so habitual about it, I really don't miss a night for reading my scriptures or saying my prayer. Obviously, everything on this list (including this) has the occasional exception, but I'm generally pretty good.
• As part of my nightly routine, I floss my teeth and use mouthwash. I never really did either of these a lot when I was at home.
• Currently the mouthwash I use comes from a liter-sized bottle. That's huge!
• I don't always get up early enough to make my bed before I leave for class, but I usually have to make my bed sometime before I go to sleep. If the only time I have is a few minutes before I go to bed, I still make my bed just to make the sheets nice.
• I try to do push-ups each night.
• I'm a sock, sock, shoe, shoe person, left first.
• I always grab all three eating utensils when I eat at the Cannon Center. I don't usually use them all, but I hate to have to get up in the middle of my meal to go grab a utensil I could have already grabbed.
• I use at least one napkin at every meal. Often it's more than one, because I'm terrible at crumpling up my napkin for one little spill.
• I try to drink water or milk at the Cannon Center. Very rarely do I drink the sports or soft drinks.
• I really like dessert. I think I eat it way too often.
• I have to use a planner, which I never was very particular about before.
• I make lists of things to do, buy, etc. on any random scrap of paper that I find on my desk. I bought a little notebook specifically for these lists, but I often forget to use it and settle for any spare sheet I can find.
• I use lotion more than I've ever used before. It's so dry here! I have to use Suave Cocoa Butter with Shea because anything else smells too strong/gross, or is too greasy, etc.

Does anybody else relate to these specific things I have to do?

New Phobia

I discovered a phobia of mine. Perhaps it's new, or perhaps I've always had it. There's not really a way to tell, because I've certainly never run into this issue before (and I hope to never have it happen again).

What is it, you ask?

Eyebrows. Or rather, a lack of them.

A few days ago I saw on facebook that some of the guys in my ward had posted new pictures. I went and looked at them, and they were all pictures of themselves without eyebrows! They had things written about "attending an eyebrow shaving party." At first glance, I seriously wanted to hurl. They all looked so creepy without eyebrows, and it made me sick to my stomach to think about seeing them like that in person. Why would anybody do such a thing?!! I mean, I know they're freshmen, but did they really need to do something so drastic to get attention for another one of they're crazy stunts? Gross!

So, the moral of this story is: Please don't shave your eyebrows, or I will forever be scared of you until you're back to normal.

Luckily, upon seeing the guys in person, I didn't hurl. In fact, I wasn't even grossed out. Turns out, they must have photoshopped those pictures because none of them had really shaved their eyebrows. Though I had the thought (and hope) running through the back of my mind that the pictures were all a joke, you never can tell what freshmen boys who are bored at 3 in the morning will do. Thank goodness these guys didn't lose all sanity (or all hair above their eyes)!

Last Home Football Game

This past weekend I went to the BYU vs. SDSU football game. We won something like 41-6, so that was great, but I'm certainly going to miss football. My friend Brita was nice enough to invite me to sit with her at the game. Here we are having fun (and, at least in my case, looking pretty dorky... but that's okay). :D

Preference, Part 3

Read parts 1 and 2 first.


"No animals were harmed in the making of this book. The illustrator/author apologizes for any visual pain, real or imagined, caused by the illustrations. Please note that the characters were not lacking clothes; rather the author was lacking talent."


Alex responded with a "Mission Impossible" themed response. Good thing he picked up on the hint in the book...

Here are some picture from this past Friday night when we actually went.

This is Jessie (from my floor) and her date.

This is more people from my group. The girl with blonde hair is on my floor (Jess), but once again I don't know the boys' names.

This is a rather un-splendid picture for both of us. This is Alex and me, obviously. A lot of our group wore ugly sweaters that they bought from DI, just as a joke. I didn't get a chance to go buy a sweater, but I guess Alex heard about the plan because he wore his Dad's old and hideous sweater.


Alex was attempting something spectacular, I'm sure. However, he fell over shortly after this picture was taken. HAHA. :)

We had a lot of fun, but my ankles were sore after 3 hours of ice skating! I'm glad I went!

Preference, Part 2

Read Part 1 first if you haven't done so.


"Alex Crowley is the hero. He likes to be funny, plays the clarinet, and does other hero-ish things. He comes all the way from North Carolina and is very clever in responding to questions regarding dates."



"One day, Heidi got the brilliant idea to ask Alex to go to Preference with her (after all it is girl's choice)." (The speech bubble says, "It's this Friday night (7th) from 9pm to midnight and we'll ice skate along with our dance.")

"Alex responded with, '__*________.'"

"* Author's note: This is a choose your own adventure book. YOU decide how it ends!"

"TO BE CONTINUED....."

Preference, Part 1

So I asked a guy (Alex) to Preference creatively. I took pictures of the book to show you, but I can only upload 5 pictures at a time. So, read these posts about Preference in order. Since the pictures are small and blurry, I'll put captions for what the pages say.

"Introducing... A Choose Your Own Adventure Book"
"A BYU Tale"
"Heidi Blake, author and illustrator"



"Printed in CHIPMAN HALL"
"(copyright symbol) 2008 by Blake Publishing, Co."
"All rights reserved"
"Provo, UT"

"Once upon a time..."

"at a university named BYU..."

"it was Preference weekend."

"But before we get to THAT story, let's meet the main characters, shall we?"

"Heidi Blake is the heroine (though she doesn't really like that word)."

"She is from Texas, likes to smile, and is very creative when it comes to asking guys on dates."

Getting Through Trials

As part of following the counsel to "never suppress a generous thought" given in the last article I included, I thought I should put a link up for this article we were asked to read for my class. I don't know if I just thought it was good, or if I'm being prompted to put it up because somebody somewhere needs to read it, but I figured a lesson from a general authority never hurts.

Feel free to enjoy reading this talk entitled "An High Priest of Good Things to Come," given by Elder Holland at the October 1999 General Conference.

Halloween and a Football Game

When I uploaded these pictures, they came up in reverse order. I'm too lazy to change it, so imagine the day going backwards, or just read this post from the bottom up if you want to be chronological.

On the 25th I volunteered at a Halloween party to help Jen, I went to the BYU vs. UNLV football game (where I sat with Spencer, Whitney, Shari, and Mike), and that night I went to our ward's Spooktacular.

This picture is of Jenessa (my roommate in the tree), Peri, and Julia. Sweet spyglass Jenessa has, eh? (It's really a bat to go with Peri's costume.)

This is Chelsea, Jenessa, and me. Chelsea is one of my visiting teachers, and she's still thinking of an idea for a costume. haha

Peri, me, and Jessie (the girl I teach with in RS).

Spence and me at the game. We wore the same thing. Exactly. How exciting. :D

I decorated this pumpkin cookie when I went to help out with the Halloween party for whatever kids (I'm still confused about where they came from, but I just went to help out Jen). Don't be fooled by the cuteness of my decorations; the frosting made the whole cookie taste gross.