Another weekend has come and will soon be gone, and I have so many cuts and bruises that I feel as if I've been physically assaulted. Was I? No. It was that stupid car.
On Saturday, I finally got around to working on my car. It came with manual locks and windows. I wanted power locks and windows. Oh, I know - you can't have everything you want. But I wanted power locks and windows - especially the windows. There's something about having to lean over to the opposite end of the car to roll down your insanely tinted windows that takes all of the fun out of having insanely tinted windows. So I bought the parts and took the task head on. I spent six long hours on, in, or under my car. Oh yes, I could have finished the entire project in two hours, if I had any prior knowledge of what I was doing. The first door took five hours; the second door only took one.
At least I learned something, right? ...right? After all, life is only fun when you're learning. Keep that in mind.
I have the power! ...windows. Power windows. But I have them!
Let's be honest with each other. I'll make the first move - a gesture of faith, if you will - and tell you that I have not read any of the Twilight books. I have, however, seen the first Twilight movie. Well, let me rephrase that. I have seen parts of the first Twilight movie. I'll be referring to those as the "awake parts."
The most common phrase I've heard (besides "Oh Edward/Jacob! *swoon*) is "Why can't guys be more like Edward?" One scene from the first movie comes to mind, ladies. It's the scene where Bella wakes up to find Edward standing over her bed, watching her as she sleeps. Put yourself in that position. Is it romantic? No. Is it creepy? Yes. Take a moment to imagine. What would you really do in that situation? Would it turn into a wonderful romantic moment? Now wait. Before you answer, remember that we're being honest here. I get the feeling that it would involve some combination of one or more of the following actions:
1)Screaming
2)Running
3)Scratching
4)Throwing
I walked out of that movie with only one impression: Edward is creepy.
*This in every way, shape, and form expresses the opinion of the author, which has been formed based on the few scenes the movie could actually keep him awake for. The author will stand by this opinion until convinced otherwise.
**The author also believes that Twilight would be better if it contained a lot of explosions, as well as an appearance by Sean Connery or Russell Crowe. Maybe Sean Connery fighting Russell Crowe. With swords.
***The author already recognizes that he did use the term "awake parts" more than once.
FYI: Having a fast car makes you cool. Driving your fast car at speeds that are an unnecessary danger to others makes you an idiot. I will catch your license plate number next time. Drive safely.
"That looks like a lot of blood."
I failed at frying chicken tonight. The comment above was made by my roommate after the second time I declared my chicken to be done. It looked done to me! It was the color of KFC chicken, which apparently means nothing when you're frying chicken yourself.
On another note, I'm sitting outside of the Wilk right now. I'm bumming off of BYU's internet because my internet, like everything else in our apartment, has failed. The vacuum motor gave up the ghost, my bedroom light doesn't know the difference between ON and OFF, and for some reason the person in charge of designing the apartment didn't think that we would need any light in our living room.
Everybody shout "Hooray" for BYU housing! It's part of the experience.
No more Bieber!
It's time for yet another opening of Randomer Thoughts, the blog where I write down whatever I want to just because I can (even if it is a class assignment)!
This has definitely been the best summer that I've had in a long time. I spent most of my summer helping Wal-Mart in its transition from its old accounting systems to the SAP enterprise accounting software. Between fifty-five hour work weeks I found time to make slight modifications to my car and picked up handgun shooting as a new hobby. Everyone needs to have a little fun once in a while, right?
More importantly, my relationship with each of my immediate family members has improved significantly. I was able to spend time with both of my brothers. I discovered that my sister loves to go shooting just as much as I do. And I also discovered a new appreciation for my parents.
This summer has also given me a stronger testimony of certain aspects of the Gospel that have, more than once, left me absolutely speechless.
With that said, I'm glad to be back at BYU.
Random story:
I ate plastic yesterday. At least, it certainly felt like plastic. One of my friends at work told me that it was hardened yak cheese. I'm usually ready to try something new, but this experience has me reconsidering that position as far as foods from random animals are concerned. I felt like I was eating a Lego.
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