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Another email excerpt

I keep including these because its easier to let you know whats going on through the emails that I send than when I try to write up a post.

Ifrom you. I loved getting own letter this time, not a mass email, which is always so much nicer. Tonight I was carving pumpkins with my friend Katie Shirley (now Katie Apker, but I hate calling her by her new last name) and I attached my finished project. Pretty much the only time that I get crafty during the year is at Halloween, so I am always very proud of my pumpkins. Freshman year I carved a ballerina, and last year I carved Marilyn Monroe and a Witch (not on the same pumpkin, at different times). But those were all done from patterns, and this year I broke out the big guns and came up with my own idea. And as you can tell I am very very proud of it. I think I am going to try carving watermelons next summer.

My life is insane right now. To put it lightly. I don't think I ever told you that I have an 80's club on campus, but I do, and so I spent the week manning a booth on Wednesday and Friday, and then manning my XBOX at Friday Night Live last night. It was really fun, and its fun having a club, but I don't think I realized how much work it would be. More than anything I just wanted to see if I could even get one started. Now I think I want to see how large I can get my member base to be, because there were alot of people who couldn't believe I would do this when I started. I now have 60 "members" but that really means I have had 50 people put their name down on the email list (or else I know them and made them be on the email list)

Next week I am in charge of the Baby Pageant that BYUSA puts on during Homecoming, and it is such a huge mess. We hardly have anyone signed up, and I am thinking that tomorrow or Monday I am going to have to go through Wymount and Wyview and knock individually on peoples doors and ask them to sign up. I love doing this, but sometimes its so frustrating working with volunteers because I have had so many people fall through on their responsibilities. But I just have to remember that maybe this isn't as important to them as it is to me, and maybe they are as busy as I am, something I usually find highly unlikely. Oh now I am just being mean.

I am in danger of failing my Italian class again, and it is really starting to stress me out. I sometimes wonder if things would be better if I took some time off from school or something, I don't know. My sister informed me today that she thinks I am going to be married soon, because of the things that my Patriarchal blessing talked about. LOL I told her that I was just about as far from marriage as a person can get.

Catering is awesome, and their is chance that I will be promoted next week. They are really overbooked as far as banquets all of the time, and right now they are desperate for captains right during the times that I am available. I am a little nervous about the idea of being promoted, its a big responsibility, but it is something that I have wanted for awhile now. I know I would make a really good captain though. Catering has over 40 banquets scheduled for next Friday during Homecoming, and I don't know how we are going to get it all done. I have heard rumors about members of the First Presidency coming during that Football game, and I am hoping they are true, because otherwise I guess they come during the Thanksgiving football game and I think I am going to go home for that one. I served the First Presidency a few weeks ago though, and when I served President Monson's table he shook my name and asked me my name and where I was from. It was amazing to be in the presence of someone like that. Yes, catering does have its perks, other than the free food of course.

Dear Silent Observer

I have yet to implement the wall of shame idea, but I personally have been doing the 10 minutes of cleaning a day and it works wonders for me. I do it because I know that when that 10th minute is up that I can stop, no matter what. Even if I am in the middle of washing the dishes and I have 3 dishes left, I can walk away because I have done my 10 minutes. Instead of looking at it as some daunting task, I have turned it into some essential like brushing my teeth every day. Thanks for this suggestions. After I have tried it out for myself a few weeks I will suggest it too my roommates, I know that if we each did 10 minutes our apartment would be sparkling all of the time. Now I have no more guilt about not doing my part around the house. You have made a huge difference for me.

Readers (if there are any of you), I will be updating shortly about the banquet I served with 5 of the Quorum of the 12 and the First Presidency present.

My Catering Bonus

Tommorow I am going to be in the same room as Gordon B. Hinckley. And we are not talking the Mariott center here. I got a spot serving on the banquet that the First Presidency will be at tommorow. 150 people will be in that room and I will be one of them. And I am not going to FHE. How does that work? But I am planning on putting in a good hour or two reading my scriptures tonight. Expect a full update soon.

By the way, I have been working in the President's Loge for catering at the football games and so far I have served Elder Oaks some Ham, and Elder Perry asked me where I am from last week. I love this job!

Question

My friend Brad introduced my apartment to a new song tonight. It's on repeat and I can't stop. Do relationships like this still exist?

Question by Old 97's

She woke from a dream
Her head was on fire
Why was he so nervous?
He took her to the park
She crossed her arms
And lowered her eyelids

Someday, somebody's gonna ask you
A question that you should say "yes"  to
Once in your life
Baby, tonight I've got a question for you

She'd had no idea
And started to cry
She said "in a good way"
He took her by the hand
Walked her back home
And they took the long way

Someday, somebody's gonna ask you
The question that you should say "yes" to
Once in your life
Maybe tonight I've got a question for you

I've got a question for you...

Discuss amongst yourselves.........

I've seen better days

This is from an email that I sent to my parents tonight it's been a tough week for me

I really should be doing my Italiano Compiti (italian homework) but I am so frustrated that I am afraid I will waste my time at the library by mulling things over and over. Hopefully I can write this to you as a way to vent, and then focus on "getting 'er done" as the cowboys in Texas say.

I yelled at one of my roommates, Benita, today because I was annoyed with her. We sat down and had a roommate meeting a few weeks ago and tried to work out some plans for things like doing the dishes, and who gets to park in our assigned parking spots. So last week Megan left on Wednesday and asked me to trade her my spot for hers (so I would park in her spot that week, and she would park in mine for this week), and I didnt really want to but I said yes anyways. Well we discovered that you can park in the spot between our spots, and so when I came home and saw that it was open I parked inside of their, leaving the other 3 spots open for everyone else. Everyone else parked their cars in our assigned spots, and I left mine in the other for the entire week (which by the way, is something we have always talked about, but nobody has ever done). So Megan got home on Sunday, and on Monday night I moved my car to go grocery shopping. I figured since it had been so long since I had parked in one of our spots, and it was late at night, and there were no free spots, it would probably be okay for me to park in one of our assigned spots? Considering the fact that this would be the 3rd week in a row that Benita had been parking in our assigned spots, and Megan didn't leave and vacate her spot until Wednesday last week.

So I come down to the living room to go to the library with Heather and I am greeted by Benita who lets me know that I parked in her spot this week. I was frustrated that nobody has seemed to recognize what I had done the week before, and so I told her that maybe since she parked in our assigned spot all last week that she could park in some free spaces this week. Well that didn't go over so well, since that wasn't what was on the board. Now that I am telling you this story, I am annoyed with Megan as well because she should have the good sense to realize that she should park in a free space until tommorow. It's all so stupid, but these are the kind of things that will drive us all crazy. And I get annoyed if I am the only one who is trying to make sacrifices like that.

You are probably laughing at me right now, and I was hoping that this would all be theraputic, but I am only getting more annoyed. I am just a little stressed about this coming week and all of the things I have scheduled for myself. I have to stop doing this, but I don't. And I don't know why. And I am frustrated because I should have done the dishes, but I didn't so Heather did, and now I feel bad because she always does. But I figure, why should I be the one to break down and do them? I don want to be the nice person all of the time, let someone else take responsibility for themselves. We tried to work out a system for the dishes, but it sucks and it isnt working at all, and Heather just ends up doing them all the time because she is too nice like that. I was the only one who wanted to assign days, everyone else was afraid to do that because that would mean taking responsibility. So instead we decided to the same old system, just put your dishes in the dishwasher right after you use them. The problem with that is, that nobody ever unloads the dishwasher so it never is empty. Oh its such a mess, and I am frustrated because I don't know how to make things change. I need to try harder to do my part, but I am not going to take over everyone elses load as well. Maybe it would have been better to come and live at home during the Summer, I am tired of having roommates right now. I so am not ready to get married..........

I have been having headaches alot lately, at least one every night, and today I missed two classes because my head was pulsing and I was so worn out I couldn't even focus and I came home and went to bed and slept for 4 hours. So now I still have a headache, and I feel like I am behind in my classes. I have missed both of my "free" days for English already. Mom, I really want to take that hormone test, because I can't do this anymore, but I need to call you and get your help in figuring out the paperwork because there is alot of it that I don't understand. If I fill out the paperwork before I send it off, then I know I will be able to put it right in the mail. I need to buy more Prozac too, I have been out of it for 2 weeks, and I am really starting to feel the difference. And my IC has really been flaring up, not so much with pain, but with incontinence and it makes me feel like an old stupid person and I hate it.

My head has been hurting so bad, and I have been so tired at night that I have been going to bed without reading my scriptures and now I am so behind. I just have to focus on how good I feel when I am reading and doing things that I need too, Heavenly Father really helped me out while I was.

This email hasn't been too happy, I am sorry that I don't have more good news to share with you. I really need to go talk to the scheduler about working with that girl Mom, I am scheduled with her again on next Friday. Yuck. But maybe I am supposed to be learning a lesson from this. Today in my leadership class we talked about making a good leader, and it was interesting how many things I could come up with by thinking about the things that this captain does (and how they are the wrong things to do), and how she needed to be doing exactly the opposite.

I used my tips to buy some new shoes for work. They were really really expensive, but I am ending my shifts by limping around, and sometimes after a long day I can't fall asleep because my feet ache so bad they are just throbbing. So I figured it was worth it. You can check them out here. http://store.nordstrom.com/product/product_brandboutique.asp?styleid=2873370&boutique=dansko&category=2376778~2372811~2376403~2376404~2376405&NextStyleID=2873368&PrevStyleID=2873246
They fit like nothing that I have ever worn before. It feels like Dansko measured my feet and made shoes that fit me exactly. It was a wonderful, and it makes me happy just thinking about it.

I started wearing this sleep mask earlier this year and now I have a hard time sleeping without it. I told someone once that is helped me keep my eyes closed and they laughed at me. I dont think they really understood.

Today in Italian class there was a buzzing noise in the back of the room and while we were whispering about it our teacher stopped to ask what was wrong. I mixed up the words noiso (boring) and rumore (noise) and accidentally said "che e noise". Essentially telling her "that is boring". She looked at me strangely, and then smiled and said, yes "rumore", "E rumore". It took me about five minutes before I realized what I had just said. I turned to the girl next to me and asked her "noiso means boring doesn't it?". She laughed and said yes.

Just another day in the life of Jenna.

Dane was looking for ladies in the WSC when he stopped by my 80's club booth. He is very available.

Time for me to start up on this dreaded homework again. I did start doing some of the assignments this summer though and that was one of the best choices I have ever made. I am retaking my Italian right now because I didnt do so well in class before and yesterday I was the smartest person in class! One girl even asked me for my phone number and said she wanted to study with me. I love this!

Just Like a Movie

Remember the boy from this post? The one who is going to China? Well I have news.

He came over Sunday for the last time and we played our favorite game "Bust A Move".

After the Xbox marathon we decided to head over to Del Taco, and I got a milkshake. We came back and played the 20 questions game (thanks for letting me have that Mom and Dad!)

My roommates came home and we all moved to the living room where Ben proceeded to fall asleep on the luv sack. My roommates all conveniently left (maybe it was a little bit arranged) and Ben told me he had to go. I stood up and we hugged, a sad-never-see-you-again kind of hug. He knocked on Benita's door and told her goodbye, and knocked on Heather's door and hugged her goodbye. I walked him to the door and we hugged again, and he got my email address and left.

I walked over to Heather's door and told her that I couldn't do it, I couldn't kiss him. All of the sudden Heather is pushing me out the door and telling me that I have to go after him. I am so scared that I am almost crying, but somehow I do it.

I ran down the stairs and heard his car door slam as I stepped off the last step. He was backing up his car and so I yelled

"Ben wait...."

I walked up to his open car window, looked inside and smiled, reached my arm in and pulled him too me and kissed him. A long beautiful perfect kiss, that still makes me smile every time I think about it.

I pulled away and told him I would miss him. "I'll miss you too".

We ended with something stupid like "I'll email you." and he drove away.

Now I miss him more than ever. 9 months is a long time.

I think that my doctor forgot about the appointment that I had with her. When she misses her appointment with me do I get to charge her a $15 rescheduling fee?

RC

Living it up in RC right now. Slept in until 1. What a life.

My past three days have been spent babysitting. Lots of dress up and playing pretend and solving major problems. You know problems like how she wants the slinky and he wont give it to her. I dont know if I can handle much more of this. How am I ever going to have kids of my own?

Installment #1

Hello Everyone! What I am about to do kind of makes me regret ever telling people I know about this blog, since I hear from random people who told me they read my blog. But this is something that has been bouncing around inside my head for awhile and its time to get over my fears and do it.

I am going to try to write a novel. I know it sounds crazy and even as I type the words I am tempted to hit the backspace bar and start all over. Actually I am tempted to just hit the x in the upper right hand corner and close down this entire screen. But I am not going to. On the basis that I only know some of you through the internet (and those of you who do know me in real life are not usually people I am constant contact with, I don't think), I am going to publish installments here for the world to see.

Why am I doing this? Well other than an obvious attempt to reveal a few things about myself, I am going to cross my fingers that some people will be willing to give me some friendly advice. Not only spelling checks but plot & character development, names, places, events. You get the idea.

This attempt is inspired by the things that are happening in my own life, things that I am going through. Mainly repentance, making changes for the better. I do want you to know that I am basing this on my life, this is not me. This is a fictional character that I have invented and placed in a context in an attempt to communicate some thoughts and feelings I have been working through. Maybe I will regret this, who knows.

All I ask is that you respect me for what I am trying to do.

So here it is. Installment #1. No title as of yet.

Jaeda'’s screen glowed brightly in her room around her as she clicked through the internet sites late that night. She had a habit of prolonging sleep late into the night by browsing the web. It wasn'’t that she didn't like sleeping, but it always took her awhile to get there. She shuddered as she remembered the stories her high school teacher had told her about waking up in the middle of the night and being unable to move. She knew that if something like that happened to her she would never get into bed at all.

She glanced over at her roommate who was sleeping peacefully next to her. Reese always managed to get herself into bed before the clock struck midnight and wouldn'’t wake if Jaeda turned up the music and danced around the room in her underwear. She work a furry pink sleep mask, along with earplugs, and slept seven straight hours no matter what. Reese's roommates all laughed at her for being so strict about her bedtime rituals, but she was a good student and keeping her full ride scholarship was the most important part of her life right now.

Jaeda'’s attention turned back to the screen as she saw a glowing red box blinking against a white screen. She squinted a little as she read the bold black words.

Warning: Adult Content

Must be 18 or older to continue

Click to Continue

A curiosity that had always been present suddenly exploded in her mind. She had always wondered about what sites like these contained, what could be the harm of just glancing inside?

It'’s probably just full of naked girls, and since I am a girl it isnÂ't really bad for me,"” She thought quickly “I can understand why it would be so forbidden for men but it'’s not like I will want to come back and see it again. Her mouse moved hesitantly as it traced a path towards the words click to continue. In one smooth movement her index finger pressed down and it was less than a second before it hit her. An explosion of color, sound, and images hit her all at once. She had a hard time taking it in at first, and laughed out loud as she realized her own reaction. She scanned the left side of the screen taking in all of the different options she had to choose from. She chose one, telling herself that she would only take a quick look, and turned her screen a little more towards herself, away from the view of her sleeping roommate and the door.

Sisters

My sister is staying with me this week while she is at Volleyball camp. It's fun having her living out of my room, but look at what she has done to it! It's hard enough keeping my room clean by myself, but having two of us up here is quite the disaster. Plus it gets about 10 degrees hotter at night with two girls sleeping up here. My ward met her yesterday and nobody believes that she is only 16. Can you believe it? She is absolutely gorgeous. My dad has his work cut out for him, luckily he has that Andersen scowl.

Here I am with my new blonde hair!

Could this be love

So I think I have fallen for this boy in my ward. His name is Ben, and I say that completely without being worried because I am 99.9% positive that he will never read this or know anything about this blog.

I had been back and forth about whether I was intersted or not for awhile (I tend to be that way about boys), but then on Saturday night after we went to Vermillion Skies together (alone) he asked for a hug when we came back from the cafe. It was just so out of the ordinary (and I have issues with hugging anyways, a topic for another post another day), that it jolted me right into liking him. For some reason that hug was irresistible to me, and now I can't stop thinking about him. We semi-cuddled on the couch on Sunday night, I am pretty sure he made an effort to sit closer to me than he normally would have. I just get so scared that I am blowing things out of proportion in an attempt to be hopeful.

There are four problems that I am running into.

1-I don't know how to show him that I am intersted without being pushy. I try to invite him to do things with me, text him every once in awhile, be extra flirty. I can be pretty brave when I flirt sometimes, and have even told him that I liked him, but done it in such a way that I am sure he thought I was just joking.

2-He is going to China on the 18th of August. He doesn't know how long he is going to be gone. Basically if he is interested in something happening it is just going to be a 2 week fling. Because I am going to be gone for 2 weeks out of this next month.

3-He has no trouble talking about other girls in front of me. I can understand that you can be interested in several people at once, and that we are pretty good friends by now. But if I like someone, I make an effort not to talk about other members of the opposite sex that I might be interested in in front of them.

4-He drives me crazy. You would have to know him to know what I mean. My roommate Benita knows. He is a little bit of a poser. A wannabe. He tries to hard sometimes. But for some reason it is slightly endearing, the things that he does that would usually drive me crazy seem to make him that much more alluring.

We had our big stake campout this weekend. I didnt get lucky, and despite my best efforts I didnt make a whole bunch of new friends but it was still worth going too. The mountains were beautiful this morning but I am still not sure that it was worth getting up for.