Sunday, August 10, 2008

Just for Dad

My Dad called to ask where my text books were in my previous posts. So, to indulge the old man I thought I'd show what my room looks like and what studying looks like. Granted I am studying for my Book of Mormon final so how bad can that studying be? 



Let me add the desks are too small for how I study. I like to spread out (Ask my parents, in high school the whole living room became my study area). Well Dad I hope this makes you a little happier to see I am working hard. It doesn't look too good when you don't do well on a religion test : )

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Finals...what are those?



So as I near my first college finals week I decided to work very hard to prepare for them. Granted I worked really hard on my...tan (which I'd like to add is very lacking. T-shirts and long shorts don't make for nice tan lines). And yes those are two different swim suites which means I was there multiple days this weekend. Claire and I struggled to see in the sun without our sunglasses, but I don't know how to explain the...butt. And don't worry the boy in the back is talking to someone behind Claire not just starring at Claire's beautiful butt. I'm really good at prioritizing what I need to do. (Warning-haven't really figured out the whole uploading pictures so sorry it is a little chaotic. And I LOVE pictures so most my posts will be full of them). It was a great weekend. I accomplished a lot. I have the tan...wait more like burn lines to show for my hard work. Oh how I love college in the summer. 

Counselor

I've wanted to grow up for the longest time and get away from immature teenagers so of course I go to Utah to be a camp counselor! I'm taking classes as well but I spend most my time watching various sporting events, playing with the campers, going to seven peaks, eating, sleeping, and getting paid for all of it. 
See the shirt makes it official. This also happens to be around 3 am because I don't sleep anymore, have I already mentioned that? I love my job and love, most of the time, the girls I've had. 

I don't even really realize I'm a counselor. Most of the time I just feel like an overly bossy camper and except for the height difference I could be a camper.