Life and Me

I went to quiz bowl last night, and it made me think of March 5, 2011. Probably one of the best experiences of my life. I cherish that memory and am so grateful to have had that experience.

So I'm deciding which classes to take next semester, and I can't decide if I want to take this Art History Theory and Methodology course or if I want to take German at the same time as my friend. The Theory and Methodology course conflicts with the only time she can take it....hmmm. Decisions, decisions. I have an art history test tomorrow in my world civilization class. Is it terrible that I just don't care about it? I nailed my Byzantine art history mid term on Tuesday. I wasn't as good with the dates on this one, but I'm 99% I got them all within the ten year time span my professor graciously gives us.

I found this blog. It's written by one of associate art history professors here at BYU. I love it. Everything she says, I just keep thinking, "me, too." I don't think I've developed quite a love for French art and Manet, however I can relate to her passion and reasoning. It's comforting to know there are others...like me in the world. (That sounded weird. Hopefully you get the general gist, whoever you may be.)

I bought some quotable cards at the bookstore yesterday for some decoration in our scant living room. The walls are so bare, it's painful. Now I just need to hang them up. When I bought them, all I could think of was how my brother Rielly detests words as art. Maybe this is subconsciously preventing me from actually hanging them up. Or maybe I just have a lot of school stuff going on. So, of course, I'm blogging. Right. Either way, something has got to go on those walls.

Anyway, my favorite one quotes Lewis Carroll's Alice in Wonderland:

"There is no use trying," said Alice; "one can't believe impossible things."

"I dare say you haven't had much patience," said the Queen. "When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."

Lately I've been getting to bed before midnight. Last night I went to bed before eleven. Tonight I will clearly be up past midnight. However, I love sleep. I really took that for granted before. Never again.

Basically, I have a lot going on right now, but I'm loving it.

I cannot wait for Christmas break. I'd rather have it without the whole finals, but I suppose that's not up to me.