Yup. He's rambling again.

My thoughts at the end of another exciting day of BYU life.

1) Bishop Pack is AMAZING!! I don't really know how to elaborate more, but that man is a saint. I'm pretty sure the catholic church will be naming their next church after him. But seriously, if I could be half the man he is I think that counseling would be the greatest profession ever.

2) Counseling...well, I took another test today, and it gave me essentially the same results but in different wording and format. I really think that I'm going to do this. If I can help other people out for a living...well that would be the life.

3) Andy Samburg...I think I'm in love.

4) Anyone else feel like throwing a ridiculously huge dance party this weekend? The last one I went to was extra lame and I feel like making up for that.

5) Intramural kickball...what a disappointment. I mean, the game was great and all, but where the heck was our team? I don't mean like a mental lapse or anything, I mean what about physically being there? I don't really enjoy playing right and center field all by myself (yes I did, and I actually did pretty good I'll have you know) It's hard to win a game when, because of absence, it boils down to a 6 vs. 8 rape fest. Final score: 23-8. At least I kicked really well.....but there's no I in team right?

6) I walked up and down the hill of death 4 times today. That's right, count it, 4 times, up and down. I've probably spent a good hour of my day on that hill. Not exactly the best use of my time, but hey, it's probably great exercise.

7) Did I mention that Bishop Pack is amazing? If you ever need a good chat or vent session, he's definitely the man to go to.

8) So I really want to leave this country soon. Not permanently, just for a month or so. I feel like that would be the greatest thing ever. I always feel like such a square whenever I mention that I have never left the good ol' US of A. Where would I go? Probably Spain, Definitely Europe, Certainly Not Antarctica. Ahhhh...the possibilities are endless.

9) So, I want to know who invented swear words. Who decided that certain words were going to be offensive while other words-words that mean the exact same thing, mind you-were not? I just feel like there are some things where I could express myself so much better if I could just drop a hott one. Of course, we all know that those who cuss frequently appear ignorant, so I won't, and it's bad and stuff, but I really want to know who categorized those "no-no's" as bad.

10) I like life. It is neat. The End.