A little belated but....

BYU SMELLS LIKE POO

UTAH UTAH WE LOVE YOU!

Precious

Josh and Molly.

Spooning.

All together now.

Aawwwwww

Annie Oakley

So you might not have noticed, but I'm not too regular with this blogging thing.

I blame school. And work. And How I Met Your Mother. Which we are currently watching from season 1.

Anywho.

As you may or may not recall, I took a pistol marksmanship class at the beginning of the semester. Apparently I'm pretty good at it. So after the first day of class, my teacher (who also happens to be the U's coach) asked me if I was interested in joining the U's pistol team.

Suuuure. What the hey.

So I've been practicing with the team. Everyday. Sometimes twice a day. Sometimes three times a day.

Yeah.

But I'm good! Who knew?

So good in fact, I met and trained with the former national shooting coach last weekend. And not to brag or anything, but I have a pretty good chance of competing in the 2016 Olympics.

Cuh. Razy.

So that's what I've been up to. Training like a mad woman. I competed in my first match last weekend and I'm traveling to Phoenix this weekend for another. Then I'm going to Colorado Springs the 1st of December for the National Airgun Championships.

Nationals are in the spring.

Tryouts for the USA shooting team are in the summer.

We'll see where this takes me!

(crossing my fingers for Rio)

Learn to swim: CHECK

I'm like a tiger in the water. RAWR.
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So it's official.

I can swim.

Not very well, but that's beside the point.

And I'm loads better than I was 2 months ago.

Today during class was the first time that I actually swam laps without any sort of kickboard or floaty thingy. And I can totally tread water. And if someone pushed me into a lake I'm pretty sure I wouldn't drown. Like 85% sure.

I'll take those odds.

Can you guess where I work?

Commonly uttered phrases at my place of employment:

• Get your hands out of your pants.

• Get your hands OUT of your pants!

• Stop "pwew-ing" your friends. (As in, pwew pwew gun noises)

• Is that poop or mud? (this has been a serious question faaaar to many times)

• Various dog commands. i.e. SIT! STAY! NO! (we have several children who don't speak English...)

• Get that out of your mouth...

• That's so friendly! Or more often

• That's not friendly!

• Watch where you're going! (directed towards little boys at the toilet)

• Too bossy... (one of my very overused phrases for when they don't "ask nicely," I have to stop myself from automatically saying it when people (i.e. Josh) don't say please...haha)

• Can you do it by yourself or do I have to help you like a baby?

• An explanation approximately 12 times for any visible band-aid or cut/scratch/bruise

• I'm going to count to three and then I'm going to strangle you. One....two.....

Ok so maybe that last one is only in my head. Most of the time.

Didja guess it?

Receptionist it is.

Psych.

Preschool teacher.

Obviously.

Three year olds will be the death of me but I'd like to meet anyone with an office job who can use any of these phrases on a daily basis...

Planning schmlanning

• So in the effort to be all proactive, I went in search of the *super special paper* that I didn't have whilst meeting with my adviser. She didn't even know where to get the dang thing so a lot of help she was, but nonetheless, I found it. Turns out it's not *super special* at all. It's merely an application for graduation. Which apparently is another thing I'm clueless about because the deadline is like, soon. Gah. Years of thinking that I'll never be out of school are coming to an end and I am not planning accordingly.
• In other news, I have done some research on the blessed GRE and it's going to cost me 160 bones! Who knew? Also, why so much? I'm not exactly sure how or when I'm going to study for this....
• In other OTHER news, I have two tests on Thursday. Therefore I should be studying. Adios amigos.
  

Conversation with my academic advisor

Advisor: So. Have you taken the GRE?
Me: ….
Advisor: ….
……
…….
Advisor: You know what the GRE is, right?
Me: Um yeah, I totally know what that is. I’ll take that ASAP. SAT. ACT.

SIDE NOTE: GRE= Graduate Record Examination= you need it to apply for grad school=anyone have tips for taking said GRE?

Resume conversation

Advisor: Ok good. Because do you know when you need to apply for grad school?
Me: …..
…….
Me: Next semester?
Advisor: Try January. As in 4 months from now.
Me: Right-o. I will also get right on that.
Advisor: Ok then. So do you have *some fancy pants piece of paper that apparently I need to have signed so that I can graduate in the spring* for me to sign?
Me: ……

Yowza. Apparently I need to get on this whole grad school thang.