Fun, or at least my definition

Peter asked me last night what I did in my free time. I told him that I go to lectures.

There are so many interesting things happening at college. There is so much to learn. A few weeks ago I went a lecture about the collapse of empires. Last night I learned about German film and art/literature and its role during post-WWII. It was so very intriguing. Today I saw a presentation on flint knapping. (Flint knapping is one of those things that's more exciting to watch than to think or hear about.) Tomorrow I get to go to a lecture about the Sophie Project, a project about early German women authors.

Guys, I never studied any of these things for quiz bowl nor did I know the study of these things even existed.

A lot of upper classmen have mentioned to us freshmen that they wish they would have been involved with more things during college. Well, this is my version of being more involved. Plus, you meet really cool and interesting and intellectual people when you go to these things.

Oh, and did I mention that they're all free? College just keeps getting better and better.

In Love

I love October.

I love the fall.
I love the way the air smells, the way the leaves change color in an explosion of autumnal splendor.

I love fall weather: not too hot, not too cold. Excellent medium.

I love pumpkins and squash.

I love Halloween and how so many people are so creative with their costumes.

I love creativity and originality.

I love Almond Joys, but for some reason very few people ever handed those out for treats.

I love pumpkin chocolate chip cookies.

I love apple pie.

I love apple cider and cider donuts.

I love fall fashion.

I love fall colors.

I love general conference, which always happens the first weekend in October.

I love the general authorities of the church.

I love the gospel.

I love how general conference always makes me want to be a better person.

I love how general conference gives me hope and guidance and answers.

I love Feist.

I love melancholy love songs.

I love the perfectness of today's weather.

I love Byzantine architecture.

I love my purple glasses.

I love this Threadless shirt I'm wearing.

I love how my professors are all awesome.

I love that I get to go to college.

I love the huge variety of people I meet on a daily basis.

I love diversity.

I love my family: Rielly, Lacey, Clayton, Colby, Luke, Leah, and Abby. They're perfectly imperfect, and I would have them no other way.

I love my mother. The more I see of the world, the more I'm grateful that she's my mother.

I love my father. Sister Dalton was so right about a father's influence in his daughter's life.

I love that there is kindness in the world.

I love generosity.

I love the Spirit.

I love unselfishness.

I love that I have friends, old and new.

I love that I was given the opportunity to live in Michigan.

I love that I chose to come to BYU.

I love the feeling when I first lay down in my bed after a long day, and I can just completely relax.

I love sarcasm.

I love witty humor. PUNS!

I love the feeling of satisfaction.

I love the sound of an acoustic guitar.

I love the sound of a ukulele.

I love grey skies.

I love the rain.

I love being in the rain.

I love the English language.

I love books, how authors can manipulate language.

I love the simple sounds of a piano.

I love the sculpture of Michelangelo. Overrated, but what can I say?

I love paintings.

I love the silent, venerated beauty of an old building in ruins.

I love poetry.

I love spontaneity, although I'm not prone to it very often if at all.

I love bread.

I love mangoes and avocados.

I love my eyes and hands.

I love thinking and pondering.

I love silence.

I love laughter, especially when someone's laugh is contagious.

I love children: their simplicity, their willingness, their genuine nature.

I love history.

I love my patriarchal blessing.

I love all that Novi quiz bowl has made me.

I love the internet.

I love hymns.

I love prayer.

I love wisdom, especially the wisdom of God.

I love Fridays. But alas, today is Monday.

I love life....most of the times. :)

And if you really read through this crazy long list of things I love (which is not complete, I'm pretty sure), then I love you, too.

This is me, choosing to be happy.