Cuckoo

"Because he knows you have to laugh at the things that hurt you just to keep yourself in balance, just to keep the world from running you plumb crazy”

-One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

Snowsled, Sundance

It's been a weekend full of snowy adventures. Friday a freak snowstorm appeared out of what seemed the middle of nowhere, which of course meant we had to go sledding. We got a big group together and took to the slopes. I got dominated and thrown into the snow more than once, we had  somersault races down the hill, and enjoyed the midnight snow. Today Jordan, Alex, me, and Alex headed up to Park City for the Sundance Film Festival. We weren't able to get into a movie, but we did ride the shuttle around for...a long time. And we had Thai food (my favorite) and wandered Main street. We somehow got into a photography gallery that was invite only and saw some gorgeous photographs and enjoyed tea from the tea bar (It was then that I decided I'm having one of those in my future home). While wandering Main street we popped into another gallery and saw a painting of a guy wandering in snow and Alex felt it fitting to read us a poem. I feel it is fitting for this post. So here it is:

Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

-Robert Frost

T-R-O-U-B-L-E

So, a couple of weeks ago my roommates and I all got called into the Liberty Square office. We were separately led into a back room where we were interrogated about the noise complaints that have been filed against our apartment. Long story short, Jordan and I were put on behavioral contracts. Are we 12? Apparently we are. 

These pictures sum up our feelings about Liberty Square and their behavioral contracts:

Taking winter head on

Three weeks into winter semester and I'm feeling a little lame because I only have 12 credits, but I figure it just gives me more time to do other things. Like, join a water polo intramural team. And join SID (students for international development) and help plan the hunger banquet. Here's to me getting involved! ha. 

In honor of good ol' MLK, we had a three day weekend. This first picture is of Mika and me wearing our sweet tie dyed shirts. I've known this girl since I was 7 where we met in Mexico City. We have been reunited here at BYU. 

This picture takes place in SLC where Whitney, Emma, Alex, and I ended up on Friday night after a minor mental breakdown. Energy drinks + slurpee's was definitely a bad idea, but I got to see one of my highschool friends that I've known for ages. 

And these are my beautiful cousins. My cousins are some of my best friends. I am so lucky.

Walking like and Egyptian

Well, Egypt proved magnificent…as I knew it would. We visited citadels and mosques and walked on streets that are over 3,000 years old. I got to see mummies, tombs, treasures, and pyramids. I rode camels at the Pyramids of Giza and drove 4-wheelers through the desert out to a Bedouin village. Christmas day was spent at the Red Sea scuba diving and snorkeling where I saw 8 foot eels and was swimming inside a school of fish. I rode a sail boat on the Nile. I walked through the temples of Luxor and Karnak in which every column and wall was carved out with pictures. I saw mummies and explored the Valley of the Kings. I saw the temple of Hatchepsut and wandered the Cairo museum. I saw a cave where Jesus and Mary hid for three years and ate delicious Egyptian food. I conquered markets, enjoyed time on the beach, and experienced the worst food poisoning I’ve ever had. Egypt was incredible. Every detail, every inch. That’s all I can really say.