Kiera's "Sense of Snow"

Can I just illustrate to you what kind of weekend I have just been through?
It was great. But let's just say that I am very, very, very pleased that it is over.
Let's recap, shall we?

Friday: work, school, pack and then head up to Stephanie's grandparents' house for the night. We have dinner, laugh, and watch a strange movie (If interested, see here.).

But now, I understand Stephanie better.

It's funny how movies make your friends' habits and random sayings make so much more sense.

Saturday: wake up early (for a Saturday) and....go to General Conference! Like, in the Conference center, with THOUSANDS of other people. It was amazing. MoTab gave me the shivers. People were speaking foreign languages all around, a family of Germans sat in front of us! I love foreigners. I really do. I know that I don't understand what they are saying, but regardless, I love listening to it. When we were waiting in line to get to our seats, my roommate pointed to a guy behind us in line that was trying to get my attention. Guess who it was? It was one of the Norwegian language teachers at the MTC! We had a foreign language conversation. In Norwegian. Pretty awesome. Ya, foreign languages are even cooler when you can speak one. So after conference I got on the Frontrunner train and made my way up to Layton for Easter weekend. I got a new Easter dress! It's white and black and bright pink. (See here. Except mine is black and white and has a pink ribbon.) Mom used to make us pastel colored dresses every year, not anymore though. I don't mind the alternative. Visited the grandparents.

Sunday: Easter bunny gift baskets! I got an Easter alligator. Now I have two! Woo, bookends! My family knows me too well. Watched General Conference. Easter lunch at the other Grandparents. General Conference again. Started typing a 12 pg paper on the effect of Christianity on Viking women (due Monday) and then read 220 pgs of a book, also due Monday. (Look here.)* Go slightly crazy and slightly carsick from reading in the car with a bumpy reading lamp.

*Ok, so this post's title is a mutation of the title of the book. It's called "Smilla's Sense of Snow" and it is the first book in a LONG time, that I can remember not looking at the last chapter. And yet, I can't really recommend it to anyone. Sure it pulls you in, makes you think. But some parts, I'm like "Really? Did you really have to do that?" There are so many twists and turns, reading the last part is ridiculous, you wouldn't understand it anyways. In any case, the protagonist is half Inuit, half Danish and she has a way with snow. There was so much snow and ice in that book, I half expected the world to be covered in white. Oh wait...it was. As I was going to sleep last night, I was thinking about intuition, the possible shapes of universes and...can you tell it's the end of the semester? I have ceased to make sense anymore.

Monday: work, read the other 220 pgs left of the book (that is right. I read about450 pgs of a novel in a little less than 6 hrs, I was the only one to do so in my class.), school, come home and madly finish the 12pg Scandinavian monstrosity and tighten up a 7pg English Term Paper on Hawthorne. Both due by the closing of the JFSB. At 8:00 MST, I turned in both and almost broke an ankle with my giddy jumping around when no one was looking. I haven't stopped smiling. Stopped in on the ward FHE, afterwards went home and baked banana bread.

What's left?
10-15 pg paper in Korean history
(Next Monday)
Planning and executing Lydia's bridal shower.
(This Saturday, come. It's going to be the party of the century.)
[really excited about this :)]
Finals
(5 to be exact. Only one is guaranteed to be multiple choice. The rest=Essays. I don't think I have anything left to say...)
Helping my poor History 201 students study for their final.
Finding a house for fall/winter?
A date.
(This Saturday)
(SUPER EXCITED ABOUT THIS ONE.)
An interview! A teaching job on campus!
(Tomorrow!)
Summer
It is coming...don't let the snow fool you.