So, I can say now that I've finally taken the LSAT. The Law School Admission Test is something I've been studying for for the past year, and now it is finally over. I feel really good about it. The day was a pretty good one. I woke up, went to the temple, got myself my favorite salad and sandwich from Zupas, and then headed to campus. The test itself was challenging, and I came home with a headache from concentrating so long, but I feel like it went well. It could have certainly been worse. Now, it's just a matter of waiting. We don't get our scores for another three weeks. But, whatever the outcome, I think I'll be okay with it, because I've done all I can. The rest is in the Lord's hands.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
So, I can say now that I've finally taken the LSAT. The Law School Admission Test is something I've been studying for for the past year, and now it is finally over. I feel really good about it. The day was a pretty good one. I woke up, went to the temple, got myself my favorite salad and sandwich from Zupas, and then headed to campus. The test itself was challenging, and I came home with a headache from concentrating so long, but I feel like it went well. It could have certainly been worse. Now, it's just a matter of waiting. We don't get our scores for another three weeks. But, whatever the outcome, I think I'll be okay with it, because I've done all I can. The rest is in the Lord's hands.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Dreams and Nightmares
Last night I had one of the most stressful nightmares. I don't have nightmares very often, in fact I can count all of my nightmares on one hand. The problem is, when I do have them, they are so vivid and disturbing that I can't get them out of my head for days. Because they are so realistic, I've remembered each one. Isn't it creepy that some of my most vivid and striking memories are my nightmares? I don't know what that says about me, but I don't like it. Just to give you an idea of what I'm talking about, let me share a couple.
When I was about eight years old, I woke up screaming one night after a particularly disturbing nightmare in which me and my family were being chased and hunted down through a stucco maze (resembling the old apartments that we lived in in Arizona. remember those?) Most strikingly I remember the screams of my Mother as we heard bullets being fired, Dad yelling for us to keep running as he went back to distract the pursuers, and then turning a corner only to come face to face with the man who was terrorizing us. I have never met that man, but I can tell you everything about his appearance, down to the black piercing eyes and the brown cowboy boots spattered with red dirt.. It really freaks me out. That's probably the worst dream I've ever had.
Another nightmare, that actually reoccurs about once a year, especially during particularly stressful weeks of school, has to do with test taking. In the nightmare, I check my finals schedule online, only to find that I had forgotten to drop one of the classes I had at the beginning of the semester. Because of this oversight, I hadn't been to any lecture, hadn't done any of the homework, and had to take a HUGE final the next day on a subject that I had absolutely no knowledge about. Of course the subject of said class is something that I am terrible at, like calculus or organic chemistry. It usually end with me walking out of the testing center after completely flunking the final. Maybe this is just one more evidence that I stress way too much about school, but let me tell you, that nightmare has made me overly conscious about checking my class schedule.
So last night, my nightmare had me taking the LSAT, and absolutely EVERYTHING going wrong. The test was in a completely different format than I had studied and I was cramped on the very corner of a long banquet table with other test takers elbowing me and pushing me off the ledge. Not only was the test different than expected, but someone had written obscenities all over it. I could hardly even read the questions and could only find four of the 100 places to bubble in my answers. To make matters worse, the two girls and boy that were surrounding me at the table were obviously cheating, and I felt not only distracted, but morally conflicted. I wanted to tell the proctor, but was so stressed about figuring out how to read my own test, that I couldn't really focus on either problem. The nightmare ended with the proctor yelling times up, me having only answered four questions. I asked the proctor if I could re-take the test because of the writing all over my copy, only to hear that it was too late. I would just have to settle with failure. Needless to say, my nerves got the best of my in my subconscious, but luckily I will not let them take control completely. I took a pre-test today, and it went really well. In fact, I feel more peaceful right now that I have all summer about it (Thanks Eli). At least I know, that whatever happens Monday, it won't be as bad as that...and therefore I can handle it.
Just so this doesn't sound so depressing, let me tell you my earliest memory. It's actually a vivid dream that I had several times as a child. I know I must have been young, because Cecily wasn't born yet, and I remember my Mom looking like she was in her twenties and my Dad's bright red hair. It takes place on a warm summer night on a country road. My parents and I are in a red convertible car, the warm air passing through my blond hair. I'm sitting in a car seat, strapped in the back, while my parents are in the front seats. The road is cradled on either side by lush, green rolling hills, and we are canopied by a sky bright with stars. The one word I would use to describe this dream is peace. That's it. Secretly I've always wanted a red convertible, and I think that's because I've wished to someday to be a mom in the front seat, with my little girl looking at the stars in the back seat. Hmmm....that's a happy thought.
Well, there you go; you have a deeper look into the mind of Meg, including the disturbing and hopeful. Isn't it amazing that our minds can think up these amazing scenes, all while we sleep? I hope I don't have another nightmare for long LONG time, but luckily if I do, I have other happier dreams to reflect on.
Happy Dreaming!
When I was about eight years old, I woke up screaming one night after a particularly disturbing nightmare in which me and my family were being chased and hunted down through a stucco maze (resembling the old apartments that we lived in in Arizona. remember those?) Most strikingly I remember the screams of my Mother as we heard bullets being fired, Dad yelling for us to keep running as he went back to distract the pursuers, and then turning a corner only to come face to face with the man who was terrorizing us. I have never met that man, but I can tell you everything about his appearance, down to the black piercing eyes and the brown cowboy boots spattered with red dirt.. It really freaks me out. That's probably the worst dream I've ever had.
Another nightmare, that actually reoccurs about once a year, especially during particularly stressful weeks of school, has to do with test taking. In the nightmare, I check my finals schedule online, only to find that I had forgotten to drop one of the classes I had at the beginning of the semester. Because of this oversight, I hadn't been to any lecture, hadn't done any of the homework, and had to take a HUGE final the next day on a subject that I had absolutely no knowledge about. Of course the subject of said class is something that I am terrible at, like calculus or organic chemistry. It usually end with me walking out of the testing center after completely flunking the final. Maybe this is just one more evidence that I stress way too much about school, but let me tell you, that nightmare has made me overly conscious about checking my class schedule.
So last night, my nightmare had me taking the LSAT, and absolutely EVERYTHING going wrong. The test was in a completely different format than I had studied and I was cramped on the very corner of a long banquet table with other test takers elbowing me and pushing me off the ledge. Not only was the test different than expected, but someone had written obscenities all over it. I could hardly even read the questions and could only find four of the 100 places to bubble in my answers. To make matters worse, the two girls and boy that were surrounding me at the table were obviously cheating, and I felt not only distracted, but morally conflicted. I wanted to tell the proctor, but was so stressed about figuring out how to read my own test, that I couldn't really focus on either problem. The nightmare ended with the proctor yelling times up, me having only answered four questions. I asked the proctor if I could re-take the test because of the writing all over my copy, only to hear that it was too late. I would just have to settle with failure. Needless to say, my nerves got the best of my in my subconscious, but luckily I will not let them take control completely. I took a pre-test today, and it went really well. In fact, I feel more peaceful right now that I have all summer about it (Thanks Eli). At least I know, that whatever happens Monday, it won't be as bad as that...and therefore I can handle it.
Just so this doesn't sound so depressing, let me tell you my earliest memory. It's actually a vivid dream that I had several times as a child. I know I must have been young, because Cecily wasn't born yet, and I remember my Mom looking like she was in her twenties and my Dad's bright red hair. It takes place on a warm summer night on a country road. My parents and I are in a red convertible car, the warm air passing through my blond hair. I'm sitting in a car seat, strapped in the back, while my parents are in the front seats. The road is cradled on either side by lush, green rolling hills, and we are canopied by a sky bright with stars. The one word I would use to describe this dream is peace. That's it. Secretly I've always wanted a red convertible, and I think that's because I've wished to someday to be a mom in the front seat, with my little girl looking at the stars in the back seat. Hmmm....that's a happy thought.
Well, there you go; you have a deeper look into the mind of Meg, including the disturbing and hopeful. Isn't it amazing that our minds can think up these amazing scenes, all while we sleep? I hope I don't have another nightmare for long LONG time, but luckily if I do, I have other happier dreams to reflect on.
Happy Dreaming!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
A Quarter of a Century.
I can't believe that I have lived a quarter of a century. It really has made me reflect on my life, what I have done with it, and what I want to do with the next 25 years. Overall, I have to say that I am happy with what I have accomplished. Although I've walked a different path than I thought I would, it has been a great ride. I've traveled, served, learned, played, danced, sung, swam, and laughed my way through this world for the last 25 years. I've experienced wonderful adventures that have influenced how I see the world, and view myself. I am grateful for the wonderful people that have been a part of my life and the things that they have taught me, especially for my wonderful family. Man, if the last 25 have been so good, just think how amazing the next 25 will be!
Here's a picture from my 25th birthday dinner. It was an interesting night with weird shoulder pats from the waiter, the spilling of a COLD strawberry daiquiri all over my jeans, a cute candled chocolate milkshake, and ten of the most awesome women I know. Thanks girls! I had a blast!
Left to right: Eleanor, Kalli, Andrea, Cecily, Allie, Val, Jen, Your Truely, Shannon, and Eliza.
Here's a picture from my 25th birthday dinner. It was an interesting night with weird shoulder pats from the waiter, the spilling of a COLD strawberry daiquiri all over my jeans, a cute candled chocolate milkshake, and ten of the most awesome women I know. Thanks girls! I had a blast!
Left to right: Eleanor, Kalli, Andrea, Cecily, Allie, Val, Jen, Your Truely, Shannon, and Eliza.
Melon-O-Lanterns
Oh summer. It brings so many wonderful things, one of which is yummy and succulent watermelon. Any of you who know me, know that I love this moist fruit, and can't wait each season to head to the local supermarket to pick out the melon with the most bee stings. That and exhibiting a particular hollow sound when knocked on ensures a sweet treat (according to my mother). So the other day, when asked if I had any ideas for an FHE activity, I spurted out the first thing that came to mind . . . let's make melon-o-lanterns. What is a melon-o-lantern you may ask? Well, simply the carving of the summer fruit into something similar to it's autumn cousin Jack. Although a lot messier, carving watermelons had it's own pleasures. Eating the inside was way more enjoyable than eating raw pumpkin, and the green and red coloring added a whole new dimension to the art. Overall, it was a great activity, one that I wouldn't mind making into a summer tradition.
The Gang.
The Gang.
Jill, Jack's sister.
Cecily, Rob, and Leslie about to take a bite.
Jack from A Nightmare Before Christmas...summer stylin'. I think the red eyes are so cool.
Allie, Val, and Cec chowing down. Sunday, June 8, 2008
Sofia . . . the Star!
This may be a copy of Rachel's blog, but I too had to share what happens when you get Sofia and a camera within six feet of each other. This girl has such camera presence! She's meant for the big screen! Just look at how she exemplifies these emotions.
Surprised Glee.
Sofia doing scared and me doing horror! Oh, and I have no idea what is going on with my tongue here. :)
Toothless.
Pleading "Pretty please!"
Being our beautiful selves!
Sofia and the sweet tooth.
Surprised Glee.
Sofia doing scared and me doing horror! Oh, and I have no idea what is going on with my tongue here. :)
Toothless.
Pleading "Pretty please!"
Being our beautiful selves!
Sofia and the sweet tooth. Lincoln Shower Delight
While I was in Sacramento, I was able to visit my cousins and stay with my Aunt Rachelle and her family. One hot morning, as I happened to glance out the back window to find Uncle Daren spraying the kids down with that looked like a fire hose. Who knew you could have so much fun with a hose, a trampoline, and a bunch of boys?! Later when I asked Uncle Daren if he had had a good time out there he said, "Oh yea! That's what we call our Lincoln Shower Delight! It's the only way to cool down on a hot day!" Daren, I think I'd have to agree with you there! Here are some pictures of Nathan, Nick, Micheal, Anthony, and Sofia have a grand 'ol time!
Sara's Wedding
So It's taken me awhile to post, and now I find I have several things to put up. Let's do this one at a time.
Mid-May I was able to take a trip to Sacramento to see my roommate and good friend Sara
Di Giordano get sealed to the love of her life, Sam Wilkinson. It was the first sealing that I had been to, and such a special experience. The love that these two have for each other just radiated the who place. It was just the most beautiful wedding that I have ever been to. I am so happy for them and know that they will make each other so happy.
The happy couple coming out of the Sacramento LDS Temple!
Val and I waiting outside after the sealing.
All the friends of Sam and Sara that were able to come. You wouldn't guess it, but it was 103 degrees and we were all melting!
I love this girl! She is such a sweetie and a beautiful bride!
Sara and all her former roommates that were there. Notice we were in the shade!
Mid-May I was able to take a trip to Sacramento to see my roommate and good friend Sara
Di Giordano get sealed to the love of her life, Sam Wilkinson. It was the first sealing that I had been to, and such a special experience. The love that these two have for each other just radiated the who place. It was just the most beautiful wedding that I have ever been to. I am so happy for them and know that they will make each other so happy.
The happy couple coming out of the Sacramento LDS Temple!
Val and I waiting outside after the sealing.
All the friends of Sam and Sara that were able to come. You wouldn't guess it, but it was 103 degrees and we were all melting!
I love this girl! She is such a sweetie and a beautiful bride!
Sara and all her former roommates that were there. Notice we were in the shade! Talking about Europe's Must-See Landmarks
I saw this on MSN and of course, with my love of Europe, had to check it out. I was happy to find that out of the 19 cites they mention, I have already experienced 11 of them! Cool huh? But, the other exciting thing is that I have eight more to go. Where's my passport?! Check it out and get feel your travel bug come alive!
Europe's Must-See Landmarks - MSN Travel - Slide Show - 1
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