I am telling this story because I was reminded of it today.
So a couple years ago ( k really I can't remember when) I was going to school at UVU. It was a daily ritual to go sit in the student center near the cafeteria upstairs and hang out till my next class. On this particular day I went to use the bathroom. After doing my business I tried to turn the little thing to unlock the door. It wouldn't budge. I tried several times. Apparently my little finger muscles weren't strong enough for said turny thing. I started to panic. How was I going to get out! I waited till every one had left and then made sure I was all alone because I knew whatever I was going to do to get out of that stall would be highly embarrassing. I decided to crawl under the door. I shoved my backpack under the door and got down on my hands and knees and the stomach. Gross. I crawled under the door and stood up unscathed. I washed my hands several times before leaving the bathroom. And that is how I made it out of the bathroom stall alive!
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Things of somewhat interestingness
This month has been interesting enough it is deemed worthy of writing about.
I will start my masters program next Tuesday.... holy cow! I have so many thoughts running through my head about this but I don't know quite what to say. Maybe once I get the hang of things I will have more on the subject.
My mom went into Huntsmans yesterday and found out she has passed all her "tests". She is in complete remission and is expected to make a full recovery in 6 months. I can't even explain what a relief this is to my family.
We have been patiently waiting to hear about a house we have fallen in love with. It has been 5 weeks. We are supposed to hear back by Friday. Our fingers are crossed.
We went to the demolition derby on Saturday. I so badly want to compete in the powder puff division. I am good at smashing cars. So why not do it for some $$$$? I have decided to hold off my debut until my brother returns from his mission. More than anyone I think he will appreciate my performance.
That is all.
I will start my masters program next Tuesday.... holy cow! I have so many thoughts running through my head about this but I don't know quite what to say. Maybe once I get the hang of things I will have more on the subject.
My mom went into Huntsmans yesterday and found out she has passed all her "tests". She is in complete remission and is expected to make a full recovery in 6 months. I can't even explain what a relief this is to my family.
We have been patiently waiting to hear about a house we have fallen in love with. It has been 5 weeks. We are supposed to hear back by Friday. Our fingers are crossed.
We went to the demolition derby on Saturday. I so badly want to compete in the powder puff division. I am good at smashing cars. So why not do it for some $$$$? I have decided to hold off my debut until my brother returns from his mission. More than anyone I think he will appreciate my performance.
That is all.
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