Some Semblance of Sanity

So last week was hectic. 60 hours of work plus being a full-time student with killer grades kinda kicked my butt. However I did survive, and while I am still busy with my usual 30-40 hours a week of work plus school, I have achieved a modicum of sanity after a week of hectic hell. Tonight I'm actually chilling with my Grandpa in Idaho Falls so I have some time to finally scribble a little something down.

So here is what is new with me. I'm waiting to hear about the nursing program as ISU. You all probably don't know this but I want to be a nurse practitioner and I find out by November 1 if I got into the bachelor's nursing program. If I get in then I'll start in January.

I'm trying to decide if I should buy a truck. I already have my car Jessica and I love her. But I kinda want a truck too.

I'm trying to find an apartment in Pocatello. ASAP.

I'm throwing a party on Saturday.

I got a date with an awesome girl I'm kinda friends with. I'm kinda excited about this one. She kinda dated my old roommate a year ago and she is cute. We've been texting all day the last couple days and it could be a fun date.

The super attractive girl in my chemistry class wants to hang out (Let's hope it doesn't end up like Marcy. I met her in Chemistry class too) I need to figure out what to do when we hang out. Any fun ideas for when you don't really know someone?

Charly wants to date me. She knows I just want to be friends and she is cool with that. At least she is for now. I did go to the corn maze with her and one of her friends on Monday. It was kinda fun. But she did say tonight that she wants to go again with me. Hopefully she isn't thinking just me and her.

I made the mistake of making out with this girl named Kandace. Hmmmm it was fun but not worth it. Now she won't leave me alone.

I finally added pictures to my photography blog. I have a few more I need to edit and get put up.

I keep forgetting to start my snowmobile. I'm getting excited to go.

But I guess that is enough randomness for now. Grandpa's bishopric just came over. Time for me to be social

Socks

So this is really weird but I'm picky about my socks. I'm not sure where this weirdness with socks comes from but people usually think I'm weird when they find out so I figured I'd share.

Growing up we weren't allowed to go outside in just our socks. I think this was because my mom didn't want us to ruin our socks. We could go out barefoot but if we had socks on, we had to have shoes on too. Well a couple weeks ago I'm over at Charly's and we go out to jump on the tramp. She looked at me kinda funny when I went to get my shoes from next to the front door (habit from the mission. I won't wear shoes in someones house usually) and I put my shoes on to walk across the grass and then took them off to jump on the tramp. There really was only 15-20 feet of grass between the back door and the tramp. Dumb on my part, I know.

Work Socks

So I work on a farm and I get stuff in my shoes all the time. Because of this my socks for work are never white. So I have different socks to wear for work then for anything else. The two types of socks never get used for the other purpose. Now you would think that as these socks are dirty all the time I wouldn't care if I had two different types of work socks on. But I do. I will search for 10 minutes to find matching work socks. And it isn't just the color of the sock. I have three different kind of plain white work socks. They look the same but were purchased at different times. Even though they look the same, I won't wear two different age socks at the same time. It drives me nuts to do so because they fit just a little bit differently.

The same goes for my good socks. They don't mix. Ever. I would wear sandals in the middle of winter with a foot of fresh snow on the ground rather then wear mismatched socks. I actually did that in high school. My toes froze. But it would have driven me crazy to have my socks different all day long.

Something tells me I might be a little OCD. Maybe just a little :)

Pictures

Okay here is a really quick post. My cousin just found my photography blog and she told me that I should tell people about it. So I decided to tell the two of you who read this about my photography blog. It isn't anything spectacular but I do enjoy taking pictures when I have time. You'll see that I don't post frequently on it. This is due to me not having time to take pictures. But I'm finishing some right now so I might have a new post sometime in the next few weeks.

Photography by Rusty

Hopefully tomorrow I'll write a real post. About socks. Just wait, it will be epic. (At least in my head it will be interesting)

Holy Hell Batman

So I'm busy.

Really busy.

So I wrote about how I go to a new school now. Well this semester I only have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays and online. So I spend two full days a week doing school stuff. From 8-5 or 6 I do nothing but school work. Usually I can get it all done in those two days a week. On Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and most Saturdays I work all day. Most days it's only 8 or 9 hour days. But it is harvest time now so the hours are longer.

For example. Friday I went to work at 8 and worked until 8 that night. No breaks. I ate lunch in the tractor. And that was a short day. After work on Friday Charly and a couple of her friends came up to hang out. We watched the new Robin Hood with Russell Crowe.

I loved it. Also if I were as jacked as Russell is I'd be pretty freaking happy. The guy's a stud.

After the movie we ended up playing Guitar Hero on the projector and messing around. I went to bed just after 3 Friday night.

Saturday morning I get up at 6:45 so I can pack a lunch, eat some breakfast, have scripture study and make it to work by 7:30. I was a little bit tired. But it gets better. So we started digging potatoes yesterday on the farm. It's hot and super dry and dusty. Stuff breaks down all day long. Needless to say, it was a long day.

Really long.

Like I didn't get off work til after 10:30 last night. So, 15 hours long. Once again without any breaks. It was a long day. But to be honest, I really didn't mind it. Maybe it's weird but I don't mind working. I actually enjoy it. I think I'm slightly weird in this regard. If I have more than a day or two in which I have nothing to do I go crazy. As much as I love reading (I'm re-reading Brisingr for probably the 10th time now?) or catching up on the few TV shows I enjoy, I hate not working.

Hmmmm I'm pretty sure there was a lot more I wanted to say in this post. But I forgot it all.

Wait I remembered something. So Mormon Bachelor Pad is the reason why I started writing this in the first place. I thought it was cool that two guys in about the same place in life as I am could write what was going on in their lives in anonymity. Well Lachele's Blog told me that they confessed so I checked it out. Turns out they are old. What creepy guys. Pretty sure when I'm that old I won't be writing as if I'm fresh back from my mission and flirting with freshman college girls who read their blog.

Also just in case either of the people who follow this are wondering, I really am only 22. And nothing in here is a lie. Well my name is. As are the girls names. But all the boringness you get to read? Yup, it really happened/is happening now. Yay for the excitingness that is my life.

New School

Right after I graduated high school I went down to school at BYU Provo. After I got home from my mission I transferred up to BYU Idaho. Both are church schools and both were great.

However...

I now attend Idaho State University. It's not a church school. People smell like smoke, or beer, or they just smell. Now the smelly part isn't the best, (not everyone smells though. That's a plus!) but I have to say that I honestly love going to a liberal school. Yes I'm not a fan of gays or lesbians. They just kinda creep me out. If that offends you, good for you. But I do love how not everyone is Mormon.

The first day of classes this semester I was walking to a class and I see this guy. He's probably like 40. And has a pony tail. And a sweet beard. And a beer gut. And looks like white trash. So OF COURSE I notice him. But it gets better. This sweet addition to any university sees someone he knows and here is the conversation which ensued.

40 Year Old nasty Man: Hey man you off probation yet?

30 Year old slightly less nasty dude: Yeah I just got off.

40 Y.O.N.M: Oh sweet (Sweet was said like he thought he was a bad A surfer dude) I was thinking about going to get a beer. You want to come?

30 Y.O.S.L.N.D: Hell yeah man that sounds good.

This conversation pretty much made my day. First of all, these guys totally looked like losers. Second, the one is almost as old as my dad. Haha I love nasty people.

Wait, strike loving nasty people. There's a girl in my speech class. She's fairly attractive. But just because I think she is fairly attractive it does not mean that I want to see 4 inches of butt crack hanging out of her pants. Gross. Huge drop on the attractive scale. I don't care how hot you are, a butt crack is a butt crack. And I don't want to see it. Nasty sauce.

I love going to school at ISU. People aren't all goody goody Mormon and judge me because I skipped Elder's Quorum and Sunday School to watch the World Cup. (I still went to Sacrament Meeting. That's the important one anyways right?) And the weird thing is that I actually get to set an example for people because some know that I'm Mormon. When everyone is Mormon I have a hard time trying to be good because everyone is. And while I'm not the best little Mormon boy, I do like standing out. Even if it is only because I don't look mangy and I look clean.

Haha I think the 6 followers I had no longer read this blog. So I'm blogging to myself? I'm okay with that. I think I'm funny anyways

Kissing for fun

So it's been a while since I've written anything on here. Partially because I haven't had a whole lot to write and partially because I have gotten out of the habit of blogging. But I have some spare time tonight and was reading through some of the blogs I follow with my real email account and I decided to post something here.

One of the blogs I follow both here and with my real account is Mormon Bachelor Pad. I'll admit that I'm a little jealous that they have so many people who follow their blog and currently I have 6. But they always have so many interesting things to blog about and I do not. I live on a farm and since last December I've been dating the same girl. Boring. At least from the blogging point of view. But that is over and now life is getting interesting again. Ish.

So the first point of interest happened about a month ago. Nikki is a girl that I dated for 3 1/2 years before I left on my mission. High school sweethearts, dated my first year of college, blah blah blah. Anyways when I came home I wanted to date her, she was dating someone else, I started dating someone, she wanted to date, I was still dating someone else, ect. But we dated off and on for almost a year until she left on her mission.

Well Nikki got home from her mission in February and I was still dating Marcy. But a month ago Nikki was home from Provo and came over to watch a movie. She hadn't seen Sherlock Holmes so I put it in and sat down next to her on a Love Sac. Well we were cuddling one minute and then the next we were making out. Talk about a major temptation. Nikki and I had gotten in trouble together plenty of times before when we were dating and the only reason we didn't that night was because of her. Haha my bad.

The other interesting story happened last night. I started school at Idaho State University just over a month ago. There is a girl in my speech class named Charly who played soccer for a different school in the same district I played soccer in. We sit next to each other in class and talk all through it and for the last couple weeks have been hanging out after I finish class and she finishes work on Tuesdays. Well Sara Bareilles had a concert last night on campus at ISU and we had talked about going but we both decided we didn't really want to go. So instead I drove the 40 minutes to her house so we could hang out. Well we messed around for a while and then she put in a movie.

I was just planning on watching the movie, it was a movie I hadn't seen and while Charly is wicked cool, I didn't really want to make a move. But she cuddled up to me with her head on my shoulder. I was okay with that. It didn't bother me one way or the other. As the movie went on she would cuddle closer and start running her finger over my leg. Now sometimes I see signs that aren't there but she was for sure wanting me to do something.

After a while I kinda felt bad not doing anything so I put my arm around her and she snuggled in closer. After a while of me rubbing her back she started to tip her head up like she wanted me to kiss her. But I didn't. I wasn't sure I wanted to open that can of worms. I asked her thought if it would make things weird between us as friends if we kissed and she said it wouldn't so I ended up kissing her.

Will I regret making out with her come Tuesday in class? I honestly don't know. Maybe I will if it is awkward. But I do know that it was fun!

Is it really that much better?

So an interesting thing happened to me this morning. I got onto Facebook and an old FHE sister asked me if it was bad that sometimes she wished she could go back to how she was before. I didn't have the slightest idea what she was talking about so upon further questioning she told me that she used to be a lot different and that she sees pictures of her old friends and she wishes she hadn't changed because she missed it.

So it got me thinking. 5 or 6 years ago I was a radically different person than I am today. I was finishing up high school. I had offers to go play college soccer at different places all over the country. I had scholastic scholarships to all 4 universities I had applied to. I had been dating the same girl for about 3 years and I was happy. I had it all figured out. I knew what I wanted to do and things were going my way.

I made a choice. I decided to go to BYU for school where the girlfriend was at. I had a scholarship there and a good part-time job so I was making good money while going to school. I went to school there for 6 months and then had a couple months at home before I left to serve a mission. I have to admit that my life was good. I was happy.

So when my friend brought up today that she sometimes wished that she could go back it made me realize that I wish I could go back. Everything I had then I no longer have. I still know what I want to do in life but whatever plans I try to make or whatever I try to work for just falls apart and doesn't happen. I dated Marcy for over 8 months and then she dumped me for another guy. (That's a story for a different day)

So I guess what I'm really wondering is if it is really that much better to be a good boy and do all the things I should only to be miserable now that I do? As of right now, I'm leaning towards no.