Farwell to Provo, I'll miss you?

I have to admit I’m not the biggest BYU fan. I still have strings attached to USU and perhaps growing up in SLC it was far too easy to hate BYU. It’s funny then, that I attend BYU and will soon graduate and be a true coug through and through. I’m peacin out of P-town but will have many things stamped on my heart.

Things I will miss…

-Working in the JFSB and mingling with the first two floors of SFL affiliated employees.

-RMYL cohorts/homies we are the students that livin things up in the Tanner building.

- White Gables. I love the Christmas lights that are up 24/7 , the carpet in the kitchen, the nooks and crannies found by only those who live there, and the light sockets that always blow out just for me. 

- Life on 150 East, across the street from the tennis courts, soccer field and next to brick oven pizza. We party out with our collection of tennis balls, and pizza aroma filled walls all while  rockin to  Justin Bieber blasting from the soccer games.

- Gold’s gym. I owe a lot to my workout buddies to keep me in shape. Cycling, Zumba, and Power Pump were what kept me not blimping out.

- provo canyon. running the river trail saturday mornings.

-70's architecture on campus.

-Temple Tuesdays. I loved being a temple worker and hearing all the old ladies sing at 6am in prayer meeting.

-Wednesday night Institute. I learned  a lot teaching mainly humility because I was telling others how to get married and yet not married myself ;).

-The testing center (prayers being answered by the sec.)

-Bike rides along the Provo Trail

-Being closely located to family

-Seeing all the stereotypes of the Y be fulfilled and yet surpassing expectations and being the best experience in my college life.

عيد ميلاد مجيد Καλά Χριστούγεννα חג מולד שמח Merry Christmas

Argentina: Feliz Navidad

Congo:Joyeux Noel

This year I was demoted in the Christmas nativity scene. I once played a wise man; I was hoping for the role of the angel this year instead I was the overlooked loyal donkey. I carted my niece (Mary) around and soon realized the importance of the donkey. The donkey carried the mother of the savior of the world. This Christmas eve we mixed things up from what we normally have (chicken cordon bleu) to fondue. I was surprised how little finger food fills you up. It was a fun experience that I will definitely consider to make a tradition. This Christmas I would like to dub the theme as slapstick lipstick. When my family gets together it is always loud and fun. My nieces received lip-gloss from Santa. Santa should have thought twice about that, everything and everyone was plastered with lip-gloss by the end of the day. *note to self: do not give little children sticky substances. Overall it was a great time had by all. I am grateful for our savior and redeemer, Jesus Christ, this is his day.

Japan:Shinnen omedeto. Kurisumasu Omedeto

Indonesia:Selamat Hari Natal

Bangladesh:Shuvo Naba Barsha

Toy: Insert caption ;)

The end of a good thing...

This is my first blog post (ah!!!). I'm joining the bandwagon and becoming a blogger. I never thought I would be in this position but nevertheless, here I am =). I have to confess that I never really have read a blog before. I don’t know the protocol of what is to be said. If you know me, you know I don’t hold back, so I guess this in sum, will be my journal to the world. Many times I come across as being extremely ditzy but once you get to know me you will see a deeper side to me, hence the title of my blog…ditzy but deep.

 I just finished my last test at BYU. It took me two hours, one potty break, and a whole bag of trail mix to finish. It was one of the hardest tests I've taken at BYU. Can anyone guess what it was? Finance? Law? Chemistry? Nope, Book of Mormon. I thought I knew the Book of Mormon pretty well but with 130 questions testing my knowledge of gospel principles I soon discovered I didn’t know the Book of Mormon as well as I thought ;). I read the Book of Mormon every year (my February challenge to read in one month), but re-reading it for my class I still get choked up with the ending. Hugh Nibley poignantly describes why the Book of Mormon is so heart-wrenching, “The tragedy of the Book of Mormon is not what became of the Nephites, but what the Nephites became.” If we lead a parallel life to the Nephites we are definitely not immune to pride (the ultimate source to the downfall of their society). In short to a long first blog ;) I know the Book of Mormon is another testament of Jesus Christ and works with the Bible to proclaim that Jesus is our Savior and Redeemer. Oh, how I love the Book of Mormon, it brings joy to my heart and peace to my soul.