I have a problem

I have 5 different leave-in hair cremes in my bathroom. This is probably a little bit excessive. I don't use all of these everyday, but the reason I have this many is because I have a problem. See, when I start to get low I go to the store and buy a new product. But I get so excited about the new product that I start using it right away and don't finish the old one. And that, is how I end up with 5 different hair products that are almost empty and all do basically the same thing.

The tale of the lost retainer

So a few years ago I had a mouth full of metal, and believe me it looked gorgeous. Well, not really. But my teeth looked gorgeous when it was all taken off. And then, after one week of glorious freedom from orthodonture, I was given retainers. I am suppose to wear my retainers every night for the rest of forever, which totally stinks.

Now, to get to the good part. Sometimes when I'm wearing my retainers I take the bottom one out while I sleep and put it on my desk. I guess I just get tired of wearing it. I usually don't even remember taking it out, so it's kind of weird.

Well, the other day I was in the middle of my hour long wake up ritual and still VERY hazy. But in the midst of my sleepy haze I realized I wasn't wearing my bottom retainer any more, so I lifted my head and looked at my desk, and it WASN'T THERE! My first thought was Oh no! I swallowed my retainer! But then reason broke through my mind and I remembered it was too big and weird shaped to swallow and that I probably wouldn't be alive if I had managed to swallow it. I started looking on the floor, but didn't see it. So I decided that I would look for it more when I finally got out of bed.

It was at that moment when I gave up and started snuggling back in my bed that my hand touched something small and hard between my sheets, next to the wall.

Well wouldn't you know it! It was my retainer!

After moving it out of harms way I went back to sleep and my last thought before drifting off was,

I'm glad I didn't swallow it!

I'm almost a grown up

So, I'm graduating in 11 days.

Crazy, right?

That means I am almost grown up.

My government teacher in high school always called us "almost adults," and then when we were graduating he told us that we as we left high school we would really be adults.

I've decided that either he was wrong, or I was behind the times because I still don't feel like a grownup as I'm getting ready to graduate from college. I feel like I should still be playing with my Barbie's and taking my lunch to school in a purple plastic, Aladdin and Jasmin lunch box.

I definitely hope that what I was like as a 17 year old, high school graduate doesn't reflect true adulthood because if it does, we are all in so much trouble.

I've grown up a lot since I graduated high school. I think if I hadn't been there for the process, I would be convinced I was not really the same person.

These are some grown up things I have done in the past few days:

1. Applied for a job. A REAL job. That I'm really excited about.
2. did my homework the night before it was due right when I got home from work, instead of my normal routine of starting it in class the day its due
3. Finished my microfilm project almost a week before it's final due date
4. Went to 2 bridal showers
5. Got a phone call from the BYU Annual Fund asking me to give back to the school. Really? I thought they only asked people who have finished college and have real jobs! Which, I guess is just about to be me... But still, only adults get phone calls asking for them to give donations!

Now, in direct contradiction to the grown up things I did, I'm only going to write about childish things I've done recently for the rest of the post.

I've watched 14 episodes of Lost in the past two days. I just finished episode 14 of season 3. And believe me, I was shocked about some of the stuff that happened. But, the thing that shocked me most was finding out who Claire's dad is. Blew my mind.

My other favorite part in the Lost episodes I've watched was when Sawyer started talking about Little House on the Prairie. Made my day.

I finally got the books for my final research paper from the library 4 days before the paper is due.

I have successfully avoided grocery shopping for close to 3 weeks. It's just so much work...

I just watched this week's episode of Vampire Diaries. You know my mind that had already blown up from finding out who Claire's dad is? Yeah, it got hit by a bazillion nuclear bombs at the end of the episode. My mind is now a nuclear waste land. And I'm expected to take finals this week. I don't think I have ever been more surprised and shocked about a TV show in my whole, entire life. I didn't even see it coming! And that is saying something, because I pride myself in being able to accurately guess what is going to happen next. I'm almost never wrong.

And finally, I let my room get to this point... (it looks way worse in real life)

Don't tell Brooke though! Or she might decide she doesn't want to live with me again next year!

Microphone and headphone jacks are different

Last night Elsa, Jess, Brooke, and I decided to go to the temple early this morning, so last night we were all trying to go to bed early. I decided that while I was trying to fall asleep I would watch the last 12 minutes of Chuck I missed when I went to FHE, on my computer.

Brooke was in bed already trying to fall asleep, so I got into bed and plugged in my headphones.

But I couldn't hear anything! Well I could hear it a little. But the thing is, I have really good headphones and normally the volume doesn't have to be up that loud. Regardless, I just couldn't hear anything.

So I turned up the volume.

Eventually I had the volume on my computer turned all the way up, as well as the volume on the media player. I chalked it up to a bad soundtrack on the video and kept watching.

A few minutes later Elsa opened the door and started trying to talk to me. Now I have issues with lip reading in the light, but in the dark there is no way in the world. I took my headphones out and start to get out of bed so I could go into the hallway to talk to Elsa and we wouldn't wake up Brooke.

In the middle of getting up, I realized I could still hear Chuck!

At first I was confused. "Wait I can still hear it..."

(Elsa and Brooke burst out laughing)

"I didn't have my headphones plugged in! But I swear they were in! No wonder I couldn't hear it..."

My headphones were plugged into the spot where the microphone is suppose to be plugged in. Who in their right mind designs a computer with the two right next to each other?! Well most people probably do, but really?!

So there I was lying in bed, innocently (or so I thought) watching Chuck. But noooooo! I was laying in bed watching Chuck blasting the sound so loud that Elsa could hear it in her bathroom.

Luckily, Brooke wasn't asleep or almost asleep yet, so I didn't wake her up. If I had, I would have felt AWFUL. Instead when I said that I would put my headphones in for the rest of the episode Brooke told me not to because...

"I have to see how it ends!" We may have another Chuck fanatic in our midst yet...

So Brooke and I finished the episode of Chuck and then quietly went to bed.

The moral of the story is - microphone and headphone jacks are different. In case you didn't know.

Did you know?

This painting is called The Holy Trinity with the Virgin, St John and Two Donors, it was painted by Masaccio in 1427. Did you know that?

Well neither did I.

It definitely would have helped if I had known this like an hour ago when I was taking my Italian Renaissance final.

One of the questions on the test was to identify this painting and the artist who painted it and then use it to explain the principles of Renaissance art. I killed the principles of Renaissance art part, but the identification part is a different story. Here is my response:

"Honestly I have no idea who painted this or what it is called. But it is a picture of Christ being crucified and was most likely painted by a revered Renaissance artist such as Maccachio or Titan."

Now in my defense I did get the artist right, I just spelled it so incorrectly that my teacher might not realize this.

What a great way to start finals week. But on the bright side I will be completely done with finals by 10 o'clock tomorrow morning!

On to physical science! ugh...